On the possibility of Gin's younger brother taking his older brother away

"Wha, what?"

This sentence gave Ichiro Oda a bad feeling.

Qian Yuanqiu pulled his hair and forced him to look up, then bent down to look into his eyes, with no warmth in her pupils:

"Excluding the number of people who died at the dock, there are 26 of the remaining 20 members of the Morita Group lying on the ground, 3 at the door, and 3 left... They were sent to guard the cargo, right?"

How does he know the number of people!

Ichiro Oda found it difficult to maintain his composure, his desire to survive reached its peak at this moment.

He was like a balloon propped up by bravado.

At this moment, as his lie was exposed, he lost his confidence and instantly deflated.

He shouted in panic: "I'll tell you if you let me go!"

It seemed as if he was afraid that he didn't have enough bargaining chips to convince the young man.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You can do whatever you want with the others. I'll give you all the money. Just let me go. Your boss won't find out!"

Jiro Oda, who was standing by with his head down, looked up at his brother who was out of control, sneered, and lowered his head again.

As expected, he doesn't care about his own life or death. As the eldest brother, he has been selfish since he was young.

In addition to insulting me, another reason for accepting my surrender was simply because they were impressed by my ability to collect intelligence.

However, he also used that idiot to deal with his enemies in Yokohama.

The two of them are such people who can exploit each other to the extreme. Brotherhood is far less important than interests.

The man tried hard to control his facial features which were distorted by anger.

It was Ichiro Oda who did the unjust thing first, so it's not too much for him to find a way out for himself.

"Hey." Jiro Oda spoke to attract the attention of the two people. He looked up at Chihara Aki and told them his chips.

"Not only do I know where the goods are and where Ichiro Oda hid the money, I can also tell you who sold the goods."

"Oda Jiro, how dare you!"

"Shut up!"

Oda Jiro roared, interrupting his brother, whom he had always feared. The latter was also stunned by his brother's rare ruthlessness and was stunned for a moment.

"Well, I have more information than him. You also want to know who betrayed you, right?"

Jiro Oda spat out a mouthful of blood foam and put away his previous cowardice.

In order to survive, he could allow himself to be beaten and scolded without dignity like a dog by Ichiro Oda, or he could sell him out without hesitation in exchange for his life.

"Bastard..." Ichiro Oda's face was ferocious. He tried in vain to break free from the ropes. He tried to stretch his head like a funny turtle.

The two men started swearing at each other, and their hatred showed that they were no longer a pair of brothers.

This appearance is extremely ugly.

Qian Yuanqiu was a little disappointed. He thought it would be like in the book -

The two brothers who were at odds with each other will resolve their misunderstandings when facing a crisis and discover that they actually have a brotherhood hidden deep in their hearts.

Qian Yuanqiu stuffed a piece of cloth into Oda Ichiro's mouth, turned around, took out a gun and pointed it at Oda Jiro's forehead: "Tell me everything you know."

"You will ensure that I survive, right?" Jiro Oda tried to ask for a life-saving talisman.

"I don't think you're in a position to bargain with me."

Chihara Aki put the muzzle of the gun against Oda Jiro's forehead, his tone becoming more impatient. He had already wasted too much time.

"I'm not interested in Ichiro Oda's assets. It's obvious that the goods are hidden in a warehouse in this abandoned industrial park. You just need to tell me the specific location and who you got the goods from."

"Who sold this batch of goods?"

The cold touch instantly cooled down Jiro Oda's agitated emotions.

In panic, Jiro Oda did not have the courage to negotiate and revealed all the information he knew in one breath.

"The warehouse is A-4-1, and the one who betrayed your organization is called Teshima Makoto! He was the one who told me that you were a debt collection agency and the information about the goods you stole this time! Please spare me!"

Chihara Aki ignored the man's sudden sobbing and turned to look at the closed door and said, "Did you hear that? A-4-1, go get the cargo shipped out."

"Huh? You sent me a message to come here just to make me a truck driver?"

The lazy voice became clear as the man pushed the door open.

The unkempt man, with a scruffy beard and sleepy eyes, walked in yawning, staggered in front of the Oda brothers, bent down and looked at them.

"I stayed up late last night to look for information for you, and you called me over right after I lay down."

Qian Yuanqiu looked at the man innocently without any burden for his complaint: "You know, this mission is very important."

Takeshita complained in a low voice, lamenting his hard life.

"Okay." He responded lazily, then yawned and walked away.

Seeing this, Ichiro Oda understood that the other party was well prepared. He looked at Jiro Oda sarcastically, who still thought he could escape death.

A fool is a fool, and so is he who believes in him.

Ichiro Oda closed his eyes and accepted his fate.

Oda Jiro on the other side was still full of expectation. Chihara Aki walked up to him and said calmly, "Thank you for the information."

Seeing this, Jiro Oda finally reacted. He began to struggle violently, but was also stuffed with a piece of cloth.

Chihara Aki placed bombs around the warehouse, and the constant "humming" sound behind him was hard to ignore.

He looked at him impatiently and pulled the cloth out of Oda Ichiro's mouth.

The latter gasped, knowing that he could not escape, and asked with his eyes wide open: "Let me die knowing what is behind you. What is the gang behind you?"

“It’s not a gang, it’s an organization.”

Organization... Haha, as far as he knew, any evil force that called itself an organization was not easy to mess with.

So that's how it is. I inadvertently provoked someone I shouldn't have provoked.

Ichiro Oda snorted in self-mockery. He didn't expect that such a veteran like himself would also fall into the gutter. But he could only blame that idiot for providing inaccurate information.

"Anything else to say?"

Ichiro Oda lowered his head and said nothing more.

"What do you think of Jiro Oda?"

"Huh?" Ichiro Oda raised his head in confusion. The young man in front of him was actually looking at him with confusion.

Ichiro Oda laughed at himself: "Are you here to make fun of me? Laughing at me for trusting that loser too much."

"No, I'm just curious."

The man looked at his crying brother and spoke expressionlessly:

"Not all brothers can get along well... Maybe it's because my parents were partial to me when I was a child. Although I am a villain, I hate gambling, which killed my parents, but he trampled on my bottom line again and again..."

He looked at the young man in front of him who was really listening attentively, and suddenly laughed maliciously:

"I made all these up to trick you. You actually believed the words of a person you were about to kill!"

Qian Yuanqiu remained indifferent and looked at the man who had fallen into madness with apathy.

Seeing that the young man was not angered by him, Ichiro Oda stopped laughing.

His facial muscles twitched, his eyes stared at Jiro Oda, and his lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Maybe we were enemies in our previous life."

At this time, the mobile phone received a message from Takeshita, saying that he had successfully dealt with the guards and taken away the goods.

Qian Yuanqiu dragged the unlucky guy outside the door into the warehouse and closed the door.

After walking out of the explosion range, Qian Yuanqiu pressed the detonator switch and left without looking back.