Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Can we help each other?

Ha ha.

Not kicking someone when they're down already shows they're a kind and good person.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi's pretext for launching this attack was quite good.

During the power transition within a gang, the most taboo thing is for outsiders to interfere, as this can destroy their foundation and become a real mortal enemy.

In such cases, there have been precedents of the aggrieved party risking everything, even to the point of mutual destruction, to take down the person who intervened.

According to Dongwen Zhenxi, both the Shanxin Society and Yuan Society within the Kowloon Group were directly involved in Dongwen Yu's rebellion. Yuan Society even sent a sniper to assassinate Dongwen Zhenxi. They must have reached some kind of agreement with Dongwen Yu.

So, will these two companies also go to Dongwenyu's aid tomorrow?

Or perhaps they could take advantage of the mutual destruction to reap the benefits?

Both possibilities are quite troublesome.

Uesugi Kiyoshi came here this time to minimize the severity of any potential troubles.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiu Shi Long Xin did not react, still smiling kindly. However, the faces of the other Jiu Long Group leaders present were not as calm as before.

Some smiles were meaningful, some eyes turned cold, some gazed thoughtfully, and some furrowed their brows, involuntarily glancing at certain people present.

It seems that Dong Wenyu's dealings with the Kowloon Group are not exactly a secret.

Before the Ninth Dragon Heart could speak, the middle-aged man sitting in the first seat to his right stood up.

He wore a somewhat flashy dark red suit and light-colored sunglasses. His face was long, and his expression was cold and fierce. He exuded a faint malice. Just by looking at his demeanor, one could immediately recognize him as a gangster. He was clearly a seasoned veteran who had been navigating the underworld for decades.

Uesugi Kiyoshi knew him.

One of the nine dragons of the Kowloon Group, the leader of the largest martial arts faction, the Shanxin Association, Shanxin Jilong.

His followers are classified as "violent gangs" by the Metropolitan Police Department and are closely monitored, but this does not stop him from causing trouble. He is a traditional gangster who likes to rely on the threat of force to achieve his goals.

Shanxin Jilong stood up, grinned maliciously, and pointed at Uesugi Kiyoshi with a contemptuous and disdainful tone, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Ah, in this world, even a mere kid can spout nonsense in front of us?"

"Treason and rebellion? To exterminate them all?"

"Ha, what naive things you've said are disgusting."

"You brat, listen up! Today, your senior will teach you a lesson: in the extreme world, strength speaks, noise is superior, and the strong are respected!"

"Now, Dong Wenyu is firmly in control of the Dongwen Society, while your young lady is fleeing like a stray dog. It's self-evident who is the traitor and who is the rightful heir, isn't it?"

"You can't change anything by just talking a few words here."

Shanxin Jilong's face gradually darkened, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He was Dong Wenyu's ally and naturally Shangshan Qing's enemy. Given his personality, he would certainly not allow his enemy to run rampant on his territory.

"Was the tone of your voice just now questioning everyone present? Do you know who we are? It's utterly disrespectful and shows no regard for Kowloon!"

"What are we waiting for? Let's take him down and teach this young man a lesson, so he won't end up with a bloody head from hitting a brick wall!"

The last sentence, spoken by the believer Jilong to his attendants behind him, was a slight turn of his head.

Behind each of the Kowloon Group leaders present, in the shadows where the candlelight and torches could not reach, sat two attendants, presumably their trusted subordinates.

Those who can participate in this kind of evaluation meeting are certainly not minor figures.

At the command of the believer Jilong, a man in a black suit behind him immediately stood up, his face grim, and strode towards Uesugi Kiyoshi.

The man was bald and short, but his face was full of fat and he looked extremely strong. Underneath the suit jacket at his waist, one could vaguely see the hilt of a wakizashi.

When he reached the believer Jilong, he heard his association leader whispering.

"Yusuke, kill him."

Yes, Zenshin Jilong had no intention of letting Uesugi Kiyoshi live to say anything detrimental to him.

He's no saint; his methods for silencing people are always violent. Although the fact that the Benevolent Association is colluding with Dong Wenyu is no secret, it's not exactly out in the open. If this kid were to expose everything, it would be a matter of principle. If the president or any of the presidents who don't get along with him were to seize the opportunity to target him, he would suffer a major blow.

The Kowloon Group is currently in a critical period. The Ninth Generation Dragon Heart is getting old and is about to step down from his position as General Manager. The next Kowloon Group President has not yet been decided. The Kowloon Group is now divided into factions, and the presidents are secretly forming cliques and scheming against each other.

It was precisely for this reason that Shan Xin Ji Long and Dong Wen Yu hit it off immediately. He needed external support, and if he had the support of the entire Dong Wen Society, his chances of becoming the chief general of the Kowloon Group would increase significantly.

Therefore, in his eyes, anyone who gets in his way must die.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was the first to be affected.

Killing a mere child is not a serious matter in the minds of these yakuza bosses, especially since he was a retainer of Tomon Maki, who was expelled from the Tomonkai. At most, he would get a scolding from the Ninth Chairman, or worse, they would throw Yusuke, who did the deed, out to take the blame and absolve themselves of any responsibility. This was not an outcome that Zenshin Yoshitaka could not accept.

Upon hearing the order, Yusuke's expression turned ferocious, his steps quickened, and he subtly gripped the hilt of the wakizashi at his waist.

He seemed about to shove Uesugi Kiyoshi, but when he was three steps away from him, he changed his actions and suddenly drew his sword, stabbing Uesugi Kiyoshi in the heart.

To the untrained eye, this strike was incredibly fast and ruthless, catching the opponent completely off guard; clearly, the person who made the move possessed considerable skill.

But in Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes...

That's it?

Nothing.

From Yusuke's walking posture, the direction of his eyes, and the angle of his raised shoulders, he had already predicted that this person was going to launch a surprise attack with a knife, which would be a straight thrust aimed at his vital chest.

In the eyes of such a highly skilled student, Yusuke's swordplay was no different from a child's random swinging.

Perhaps you have enough strength and speed to be invincible against cats and dogs, but against a professional swordsman, you're a joke.

Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly made him understand this point through cold reality.

He stretched out his left arm, lowered his shoulder and bent his elbow, and with a premonition, delivered a powerful elbow strike to the tiger's mouth of Yusuke's sword-wielding hand.

A sickeningly loud sound of bones cracking could be heard, and a look of pain quickly appeared on Yusuke's fat face.

The next second, he was free.

Uesugi Kiyoshi swept his arm around Yusuke and pulled him into his embrace. His left arm gripped Yusuke's neck tightly, making Yusuke's fat face turn red and he could only mumble incoherently. At the same time, his right hand caught the wakizashi falling from mid-air and swiftly plunged the knife into Yusuke's heart.

Just as he was originally going to do to himself.

Crimson blood dripped slowly from the blade onto the ground. Yusuke's eyes rolled back; he wasn't dead yet. He struggled desperately, but Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms were like an iron cage, holding him tightly and leaving him to feel his life slowly slipping away in despair.

Three seconds later, under the combined attack of suffocation, lack of oxygen, ruptured heart, and massive blood loss, Yusuke gradually lost his life.

Just to be on the safe side, Uesugi Kiyoshi twisted his neck again with force, then threw him to the ground with a dull thud.

He held the blood-stained yakiniku at an angle, his mouth stretched almost to his ears, revealing a terrifying, clown-like smile that, combined with the corpse and blood, made him appear exceptionally eerie.

Letting out a long breath, Uesugi Kiyoshi spoke in a flippant tone.

"Since the president of the Buddhist association doesn't like my smooth talk, I'll just take action!"

Anyway, this is something I'm good at.

The believer Jilong's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. Not to mention that his plan to kill and cover up the crime had failed, this incident alone had made him lose face in front of his colleagues.

Some people in the underworld value their reputation more than their lives.

Especially at this critical juncture, he wanted to seize the position of the head of the Kowloon Group. If this shameful matter were to be publicized, the consequences would be dire.

"You bastard! How dare you kill Yusuke?"

Before he could finish speaking, Uesugi Kiyotaka interrupted him loudly.

"Hey, Mr. Shanxin, is it your turn to talk big now?"

"You say I don't take the Kowloon Group seriously. I think it's you who doesn't take the Kowloon Group seriously!!"

"I was speaking to the Ninth Generation Chairman, yet you're overstepping your bounds. What? Am I mistaken? Is the current Chairman of the Kowloon Group none other than you, Shan Xin Ji Long?"

"Your foolish act of giving orders and interrupting is just as good as your inflated ambition."

"The Ninth Master is still in good health, believer-san, don't be so impatient!"

"Attack with a knife? Is this how the Kowloon Group treats its guests? I've certainly seen something new today!"

Every word was like a knife to the heart, making the believer Jilong's face even more unpleasant.

In the blink of an eye, a sudden change occurred, and in a moment of confusion, a life was lost, causing several people present to change color slightly.

No one has died in the Kowloon Group's assessment room for a long time.

The believer, Jilong, gave a sinister laugh, but did not answer; he simply waved his hand.

Another follower behind him understood and shouted.

A few breaths later, the door to the assessment room was pushed open abruptly, and a chilly wind accompanied by rain swept in, along with a dark mass of figures.

They were the militant faction of the believers' association, each carrying a knife and sword. They received orders and rushed in without regard for anything else, all turning their gazes toward believer Jilong.

This is also the current state of Japanese Yakuza – the subordinates of my subordinates are not my subordinates. For these martial factions of the Shanshin-kai, the orders of the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart are definitely not as effective as a single word from the Shanshin Jilong.

"Cut him down."

The believer Jilong pointed at Uesugi Kiyoshi and squeezed out three words through gritted teeth, filled with boundless hatred, wishing he could tear the boy to pieces.

The group leaders present all looked on with anticipation, as the militant faction of the Believers' Association came with great force, subtly blocking the entrance and cutting off Uesugi Kiyoshi's escape route.

Tensions were high, and a battle was imminent.

Just then, the somewhat aged voice of the Ninth Dragon Heart rang out.

"Jilong, wait a minute."

We should still give the General some face; it's not time to break ties yet.

He gestured to stop his men from advancing, then slowly turned around and looked at Jiu Shi Long Xin with a gloomy gaze, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"Chairman, he killed Yusuke."

"Yusuke has been with me for twenty years. You know that."

“I cannot let him leave here alive, no matter if he is a retainer of Tomon Maki or even if he is Tomon Satoru’s son.”

"President, are you going to side with an outsider?"

"This is a personal matter between me and this kid, so you'd better not interfere!"

The tone was polite, but the words were not friendly at all; it didn't sound like a subordinate speaking to a superior.

The smile on Ninth Longxin's face gradually faded, and his cloudy eyes became clear. He looked at the believer Jilong, smiled slightly, and didn't take his offense to heart.

"Jilong, don't be in such a hurry."