America: John Wick 1924

Chapter 48 Infiltrating the Black Robe Patrol's Lair! The Wrath of "Like a Dragon"!
For some reason, Li Yu had a vague premonition that he was about to meet a white man with a red skull tattoo on his neck!

How to deal with this scoundrel was something Li Yu had decided long ago.

As he just said—since it's someone else's funeral, one should wear formal attire!
Of course, the reason why Li Yu went to the trouble of preparing a "funeral suit" was not only due to his personal preference, but also because of deeper considerations.

Li Yu wanted to use a type of clothing he didn't usually wear—such as a suit—as his combat uniform.

Wearing one outfit in peacetime and another in battle creates a special psychological cue, clearly distinguishing between "peacetime" and "wartime" and preventing confusion between the two.

This is similar to "reciting the Bible before going to war." By using specific behaviors to adjust one's physical and mental state, one can quickly switch from "daily life" to "battle" and at the same time quickly switch from "battle" back to "daily life."

Since this woman in front of me specializes in selling clothes, I might as well get my "battle gear" all ready today!
After Li Yu finished speaking, Nekoyashiki turned his head and gave him a deep look.

If we consider the aspect of "not talking too much," Nekoyashiki is undoubtedly an excellent information provider.

Why search for a man with a red skull tattoo on his neck? Why search for the Black Robe Patrol's hideout? She didn't ask a single question about any of these things.

The same applies now. After confirming that Li Yu really wanted to buy a "funeral suit," she readily agreed without hesitation:

"Understood, I will make you a top-quality custom-made suit!"

"Custom-made suits? Wouldn't that require taking body measurements? No need for that. As long as it fits, it's fine. It doesn't need to be that fancy."

"Haha, no need to measure body size!"

Nekoyashiki smiled and extended her right index finger, tapping her smooth forehead.

"When it comes to 'making clothes,' I'm an expert among experts."

"I have the ability to know someone's body size with just one glance."

"I have memorized all your physical data."

"Once we get back to the bellflower, I just need to tell the staff and we can start making your clothes right away."

Li Yu smiled wryly:

"That being said, my budget is not enough to buy an expensive suit."

Nekoyashiki shook his head:
"No need, no need."

"You won that match in the ring very well."

"Although I knew you would win, I didn't expect you to defeat your opponent with just one move."

"Thanks to you, I was able to see that old bastard Harrington's disgusted expression, like he was eating shit."

"Consider this suit a gift from me; you don't need to pay for it."

Li Yu frowned slightly, looking hesitant.

Noticing Li Yu's hesitation, Nekoyashiki added:

"Mr. Li, there's no need to worry."

"To me, there is no difference between giving away an expensive suit and giving away a cigarette."

"The price of a mere suit isn't enough to make me feel bad. Just accept it."

"Accepting others' kindness with sincerity is also a virtue."

Since Nekoyashiki had already said so much, Li Yu couldn't say anything more.

"Miss Cat, in that case, thank you."

Nekoyashiki smiled confidently.

"Once your outfit is finished, I'll send someone to deliver it immediately. Let me show you just how excellent the clothing made by Bellflower is!"

Li Yu smiled:

"Then I'll wait and see."

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That night--

26 Maple Street, San Francisco, Li Yu's room—

Li Yu placed the weapons he had previously seized from the Wolf Gang onto the bed one by one. Lever-action rifles, M1911 pistols, Colt revolvers, daggers... In no time, the once empty bed was filled with them.

After checking all the weapons, Li Yu turned and walked out of the room, calling out to the first floor:
"Sister! I have to go out for a bit! I might be back very late!"

Jane did not respond immediately.

About 10 seconds later, her voice slowly drifted over.

"...Yes, priest, please be careful."

"I will be back as soon as possible."

After speaking, Li Yu returned to his room, took down the only black garment he owned that was suitable for nighttime travel from the clothes rack—his priest's robe—and quickly and neatly put it on.

Immediately afterwards, he stuffed all the weapons on the bed onto his body.

With daggers hidden in his boots and pistols tucked into the gaps in his belt, Li Yu turned to look out the window after hanging his last and most important weapon, Vajrapani, on his left hip.

Looking at the slightly reddened crescent moon, he narrowed his eyes and muttered:

"Come on, let's see who the hunter is and who the prey is."

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17 Leyton Street, San Francisco

Leighton Street is a remote, almost deserted street.

When Li Yu arrived at the place, he happened to see a two-story mansion with lights shining on it—the very No. 17 he was looking for.

Li Yu didn't rush to get closer, but instead circled the mansion first—he didn't find any sentries or patrols.

They didn't even set up defenses around their stronghold... Calling the Black Robe Patrol Group a "makeshift crew" is no exaggeration.

Ultimately, the members of the Black Robe Patrol were just a bunch of hot-blooded young people.

It would be strange if they had efficient and strict sentry posts and patrol teams.

Since the mansion had no decent defenses, Li Yu no longer hesitated and decisively took action, quickly approaching the mansion.

He took a running start, jumped, scaled the wall, and continued to approach the mansion in one smooth motion.

It must be said that this mansion is truly "undefended".

Li Yu simply pushed the window in front of him open with a light touch.

There was nothing more to say—Li Yu slipped through the open window like an eel and landed in an empty corridor.

As soon as he entered, Li Yu heard a cacophony of voices.

He followed the sound and quickly found the lobby on the first floor, where he found about twenty young people gathered.

These guys are all very young, generally in their early twenties.

At this very moment, they are raising their beer and drinking heartily.

If someone unaware of the situation were here, they might think this was just an ordinary cocktail party.

Li Yu hid behind the door, concealed in the shadows where no light shone, and secretly observed the scene inside the hall through the crack in the door, while carefully listening to their conversation.

Before he could get a good look, a door in another direction was pushed open—a dashing blond youth strode into the hall.

In that instant, Li Yu's pupils shrank to pinpoints—because he saw two people pushing a dog cage that was half a person's height behind the blond youth.

Inside the dog cage lay a little Asian girl, covered in wounds and already lifeless...

It's easy to see that this blond youth holds an unusual position within the black-robed patrol group.

As soon as he appeared, everyone in the hall stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

The sight of a corpse inside a dog cage caused many people to shrink back and show expressions of discomfort.

Someone couldn't help but ask the blond youth:
"Louis! What's the deal with the corpse in the cage?"

The blond youth...that is, Louis, smiled broadly:
"She was a cricket I picked up yesterday! Don't worry, I've already killed her! She won't come out and harm anyone anymore!"

(End of this chapter)