Behead God: You will eventually become a god!

Chapter 149 The gangster boss appears

Gorgeous neon city.

At this moment, Kyoto,

Large patches of dark clouds covered the entire night sky. The suburbs were pitch black at this time, but under the moonlight, a faint silvery light could be clearly outlined.

At a place on the winding mountain road, the roar of car engines is exploding, and a large, dark and heavy iron gate stands majestically in its place.

A Hummer coming from afar was speeding towards us at a very fast speed. Just before it reached the big iron gate, it began to slow down slowly, then braked and stopped.

Seeing the vehicle coming suddenly, the two people standing guard by the iron gate came forward and asked for the information of the vehicle occupants:

"Who are you? Please state your name."

Then, the rear window of the Hummer slowly rolled down, and the middle-aged man sitting in the back stretched out his hand and handed out his business card through the window, which had his identity information written on it.

"The Black Killing Group's Wakagashira Deputy, the Osaka Yamamoto Group's Leader, Asakura Ken."

After knowing the identity of the visitor, the two guards at the iron gate did not relax, but continued to ask vigilantly:

"Asakura Ken, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man had no expression on his face, and just spoke lightly:

"Meet the team leader. There are things that need his decision."

"Meet the team leader?"

After hearing these four words, the two guards couldn't help but frown. This was related to the life and safety of their team leader. Maybe this person had betrayed them?

So they carefully observed the other's appearance. Even though they still had doubts, they had to nod their heads because their status was there. The two of them took a few steps back and bowed.

"please!"

Just after the two said the word "please", the people inside pulled the internal switch of the door as if they had received some kind of instruction.

Under the pitch-black night, the heavy black iron door slowly opened to both sides, and those who were inside all retreated to both sides of the road.

The Hummer stepped on the accelerator, the engine roared twice, and it quickly drove towards the gorgeous luxury manor on the top of the mountain.

After a few minutes, the Hummer stopped steadily in the yard of the manor. The driver got out first and opened the door for the person sitting in the back seat. The middle-aged man inside simply tidied his clothes with a solemn expression, and then, led by an assistant, walked into the manor.

As he walked on the road, he was considering the solemn speech he would make later. At the same time, the two of them had already walked to a tightly closed Japanese door.

"Please come in."

Seeing the assistant coming with the guests, the man guarding the door bent down slightly, stretched out his right hand and made a "please" gesture.

Ken Asakura also responded with a smile, then followed the assistant and walked inside.

After entering, I found that behind the door was a spacious hall. The floor of the hall was covered with a crimson carpet, a bit like the one stars see when they walk on the red carpet. The ground was solemnly decorated.

At the same time, there were more than 200 people on both sides of the hall, men and women, all kneeling in an orderly manner.

If they were men, they all wore black kimonos, and if they were women, they all wore black socks, white socks, and wooden clogs. They looked calmly at Ken Asakura who was walking towards them.

In the center of the hall, a young boy who looked young was sitting on a high chair that symbolized the status of a team leader, with a flowing cloud feather robe draped behind him.

The young man had a domineering look on his face. At this moment, he was sitting there casually with a cigarette in his mouth and a silver-white old-fashioned lighter in the center of his palm. He gently pressed the switch and a ball of fire was instantly ignited.

The flickering flames ignited the cigarette, making a sizzling sound. The young man took a deep puff without caring, and then exhaled the misty smoke. His sharp and deep eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Ken Asakura who came to find him.

dong dong dong-

He tapped his fingers rhythmically on the wooden edge of the chair. On the middle and ring fingers of his right hand were two rings, one black and one white.

Ken Asakura, who was kneeling on the ground, just raised his head slightly, then turned his eyes upwards, and inadvertently met the eyes of the young man on the chair. After a brief eye contact, he quickly lowered his head again, cold sweat broke out, and his heart trembled.

He calmed himself down a little, and then slowly began to explain the purpose of this trip.

Half an hour later.

He recounted the entire process and results in detail. At this time, there was no other sound in the entire hall except the echo of his own voice.

In the hazy smoke, a few red flames lit up slightly. The young man held a cigarette in his mouth and looked down, revealing a faint king's pressure. He just looked at the other party calmly and listened to the other party's slow talk. He didn't say a word from beginning to end...

"It's really annoying. What on earth is this person mumbling?"

The young man was speechless. Of course, this young man was none other than Shen Qingzhu.

He was really overwhelmed. Ever since he became the leader of some gang, he started his own business journey.

The first thing is that I have to meet all kinds of strangers every day, and then listen to them chattering a lot. Sometimes they talk for the whole day, but in the end I can't understand a word they say.

No matter what the matter is, we have to hold a meeting, and it's very annoying to let him make the decision every time.

The hall was silent at this moment. Ken Asakura had accomplished his goal. Everyone looked at their team leader at the same time.

Shen Qingzhu also knew that it was time for him to speak. He then glanced at the people below, but he found that most of them seemed to have anger on their faces?

Although I didn't understand what the other party was saying, I could roughly guess that someone must have offended their organization, so when they spoke out, everyone got angry.

If that’s the case, then it’s easy!

Then he stood up from his chair, and slowly tightened the cigarette in his hand. His eyes were extremely cold, and even showed a hint of murderous intent!

He said calmly:

"Kurusu (kill)."