Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"In short, we only have one chance. If we don't act quickly, there will be endless troubles later."

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Chapter 108 Kowloon

“The main gate will attract the majority of the firepower. I will lead you and Akutagawa’s men in from there. I don’t trust anyone else. Don’t worry, I will try my best to bring them back intact.”

"Have Maki Azuma take her two swords and attack from the left and right side doors in two separate groups."

"The Tai Sui Gang has a lot of reinforcements, so we'll block the back door and take over their warehouse. There's probably some weapons in there. We need to prevent them from using large-scale firearms, or it will cause a lot of trouble."

Uesugi checked the very center of the topographic map.

"This is the assessment room of the Dongwen Association. Dong Wenyu's succession ceremony will be held here. We will meet here after we infiltrate."

"If we kill Dong Wenyu and the demon god behind him, we will win."

Kudo Yuichi thought about it and couldn't find any fault with it. After all, this was just a gang fight, not a military campaign. It was just a head-on clash. Whoever killed the enemy's general first would win. There was nothing to say about it.

"Okay, I'll go coordinate the manpower. We'll talk about the specifics when we get back. Let's go, Miss Dongwen is probably getting impatient in the car."

Uesugi Kiyoshi shook his head, took out his phone, and turned on the screen.

"Let Maki Azuma go back first, and you can go and get busy too."

"Arrange a car for me to go back to the association to pick up something. I'll make a phone call and then go somewhere."

"Hmph, our reinforcements have arrived. I need to find a way to cut off Dong Wenyu's reinforcements!"

Upon hearing this, Kudo Yuichi glanced directly at Uesugi Kiyoshi and suddenly laughed with delight.

"OK, no problem, I'll be going now."

"Qing, have you noticed that you're starting to speak and act more and more like a leader?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Don't joke around, that word has nothing to do with me."

"I prefer to let my words flow through my sword rather than to oversee the big picture."

The two exchanged a knowing smile and parted ways for the time being.

About an hour later.

Shibuya, next to Park Avenue.

The black van carrying Uesugi Kiyoshi slowly came to a stop.

He stepped out of the car, carrying a beautifully packaged gift box in one hand, and squinted as he examined the building in front of him.

This can no longer be considered a "Japanese garden"; it's more like a palace.

The courtyard is spacious, with a wooden frame and thatched roof, an elevated floor, deep eaves, red-painted pillars and beams, and snow-white walls. Elegant double cherry blossoms bloom in the wind and rain on both sides of the main road, and a fleet of luxury vehicles is neatly parked at the gate.

Uesugi Kiyoshi looked around and saw at least dozens of men in black suits standing guard on both sides of the gate. They didn't use umbrellas, and even the torrential rain couldn't make them flinch.

"Now this should look like a proper yakuza headquarters. That Grand Duke's courtyard is a bit too unconventional."

Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed and walked resolutely toward the mansion, which was even more magnificent than a palace.

In Tokyo, owning a house like this is a symbol of status and wealth.

Amidst the menacing gazes of a group of professional-looking, burly men in black suits, Uesugi Kiyoshi walked nonchalantly to the front gate of the mansion, preparing to push it open and enter.

At that moment, a man in a black suit stepped out from the group, came to Uesugi Kiyoshi's side, and bowed deeply with great force, his voice loud and clear.

"Hello! Are you Uesugi-san?!"

The words, which sounded like slogans, made Uesugi Kiyoshi's ears ring.

He frowned and nodded.

"It's me. I have an appointment with the Ninth Generation President. Please lead the way."

The man in the black suit nodded firmly, opened the door for Uesugi Kiyoshi, and led the way.

Along the way, Uesugi Seiki was treated to a feast for the eyes.

Aside from the beautiful courtyards that rival those of a park, the same buzz cut and black suits are almost everywhere. This is the standard attire for the underworld. There are also many people wearing kimonos and wu-style clothing who look like executives. They carry swords at their waists, speak loudly and recklessly, and inadvertently reveal conspicuous tattoos on their arms. Their eyes always carry an inescapable malice, as if this has become a habit ingrained in their bones.

Many people looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi, who was dressed so young, with strange eyes, and openly speculated about his identity while chatting and laughing. However, they were very well-behaved and no one stopped him to question him.

"It's quite lively today. What day is it that so many people are gathered together?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi walked slowly, casually asking the man in the black suit who was leading the way questions.

The man in the black suit didn't suspect anything and quickly explained it to him.

"Uesugi-san, today is the end-of-month assessment of the Kowloon Group. The nine group leaders are meeting in the assessment room, which is a rare occasion. The headmaster instructed us that since Uesugi-san is here, we should take you directly to the assessment room to see him."

Uesugi Kiyoshi understood, but nodded casually without showing any emotion. He walked for a full five minutes, admiring the flowers and scenery, before arriving at a somewhat solemn and heavy hall.

The man in the black suit bowed and stepped aside, bending down to gesture for him to proceed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi understood and stepped into the room without any hesitation.

Yes, we're going to the Tai Sui Gang to ask for help, so we have to behave properly and leave a good impression.

We've come here to collect debts.

There's no need to be so formal!

The light inside was noticeably dimmer than outside.

Looking around, a sense of emptiness fills the eye; the spacious room contains only a few large candlesticks with burning torches, and not a single other piece of furniture or decoration.

Eight futons are placed symmetrically on both sides of the center line of the room.

Eight figures, each with a different expression, sat quietly on their prayer mats, some sitting upright, some kneeling, and some cross-legged, without making a sound.

Facing Uesugi Kiyomasa, sitting in the main seat of the room was an elderly man with a somewhat aged face and white hair.

He looked to be over sixty years old, with a hunched back, white hair and beard, and wrinkles on his face that were the marks of years of hardship. His somewhat cloudy eyes occasionally flashed with a cold glint.

Behind him sat a beautiful woman who looked to be around forty years old and still had a charming appearance.

Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly scanned the room with his eyes, memorizing everyone's expressions and faces. Before he could react, he was suddenly jolted.

A long-lost voice resounded in his heart.

"The lost spirit of [Snow Child] has been discovered. Please retrieve it as soon as possible."

The stream of consciousness from the Hundred Demons Scroll briefly gave Uesugi Kiyoshi a hint, then vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi cannot pretend that he never existed.

He followed his intuition and looked at the figure sitting second to the left of the old man.

There sat a boy there.

He looked to be no more than twenty years old. His suit accentuated his tall and slender figure, and his skin was bronze, making him look somewhat like a sailor who often went to sea. Uesugi Kiyoshi paid special attention to his hands—they were neatly placed in front of his knees, but it was not hard to see that they had a thick layer of calluses.

Uesugi Kiyoshi also had the same calluses on his hands; they were a byproduct of sword practice.

This young man is probably also proficient in a weapon, a sword, or a weapon heavier than a sword.

As Uesugi Kiyoshi looked at him, the boy also met his gaze with considerable interest.

Their eyes met briefly before parting.

Uesugi Kiyoshi knew that now was not the time to rush up and study the "Snow Child" demon soul. Moreover, he had some guesses about the young man's identity, and he would inevitably have to deal with him in the future, so there would be plenty of opportunities.

He composed himself, and without changing his expression, he carried the gift box and strode forward. He stopped five steps in front of the white-haired old man, placed the gift box on the ground, and bowed slightly.

"President Ninth Generation, I am Uesugi Kiyoshi, who contacted you before. I apologize for the intrusion.

The white-haired ninth-generation guild master smiled gently at Uesugi Kiyoshi, nodded, coughed, and spoke in a loud voice.

"Uesugi-kun, nice to meet you. I am the president of the Kowloon Society, Ryūshin Kyu-shin."

His tone was so gentle, unlike that of the head of the Kowloon Group, the leading yakuza organization in Tokyo, but rather like that of an old neighbor who had watched Uesugi Kiyoshi grow up.

It's hard to imagine that such a kind old man used ruthless methods to integrate the remnants of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Sumiyoshi-kai, and Inagawa-kai, and in just a few decades, he developed them into the largest yakuza gang in Tokyo.

However, judging from the fact that no one else seemed to be making a fuss, this ninth-generation president probably just has this slow and amiable demeanor all the time.

Ninth Dragon Heart clapped his hands and looked around.

"This Uesugi-kun is here on behalf of the Tobun Association. He was appointed by Tobun Maki as the head of the association. He said he had something to discuss with me, and I thought this would be a good opportunity for everyone to meet."

"After all, the affairs of the Kowloon Group are not only my affairs, but also the affairs of everyone present."

"Uesugi-kun, you can say whatever you want to say now."

Uesugi Kiyoshi stared straight ahead at Ninth Generation Ryushin, a sharp smile playing on his lips, his words carrying a pointed meaning.

"Starting five years ago, the government and conglomerates joined forces to suppress the Tokyo yakuza at the time. The effect was remarkable in a short period of time, and everyone was unhappy. So the three largest groups in Tokyo held a secret meeting and chose to temporarily join forces to overcome the difficulties in the face of a common enemy."

"The Kowloon Group, the Dongwen Association, and the Guandong Union once signed an agreement, which bears the seals of their respective chairpersons, confirming its validity."

"One of the rules is that other groups must not interfere with the internal affairs of each group without permission; otherwise, they will be punished for breaking the rules."

"President Ninth Generation, I have only one question for you today."

Uesugi Kiyoshi slowly raised his eyes, his voice turning colder.

"I would like to ask you, and everyone here."

"Dong Wenyu, a traitorous member of the Dongwen Society, murdered his brother to seize power and even tried to exterminate Miss Zhenxi. Does this count as an internal matter of the Dongwen Society?"

P.S. Kowloon is from a Japanese drama, but there's no plot related to it. I was just too lazy to think of a name; coming up with Japanese names is too difficult.

Chapter 109 Conflict

The agreement that Uesugi Kiyoshi mentioned does indeed exist.

But you should never expect gangs involved in organized crime to take a contract that seriously.

Over the past few years, the three major gangs have all upheld the principle of mutual support and cooperation. They have not taken the initiative to meddle in each other's businesses, but instead focused their main efforts on dealing with the henchmen of the Sakurada Gate.

Because the pressure from the government and the zaibatsu was indeed very great, even the Kanto Union, which had latched onto the zaibatsu, was being subtly suppressed by its owner's rival, and everyone was having a hard time.