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Thinking of this, Jin Shuai couldn't help but mutter to himself. Before he lived in this bustling city of Tokyo, he could remain indifferent to these matters. But now, now that he was here, the situation was completely different. After all, such a serious hidden danger existed right beside him!

The safety of his family and the security of his own businesses were not effectively guaranteed, a level of insecurity that was truly worrying. The thought of unscrupulous individuals plotting against his family in the future made Jin Shuai realize the importance of being prepared for danger even in times of peace. Therefore, the Worry-Free Cave had to be completely eradicated first; not only that, but the various gangs, large and small, within Tokyo City could not be easily spared either. They had to be completely eliminated to prevent future troubles, or they had to be brought under his control. Only in this way could Jin Shuai truly feel at ease.

Jin Shuai sat there quietly, the incense stick beside him already half-burned, but the person opposite him remained motionless. Chief Zhou had already vanished into the bustling crowd, as if he had never been there. A cold smile played on Jin Shuai's lips as he thought to himself, "These guys really won't learn their lesson until they're faced with death! Do they really think I, this young master, won't dare to unleash a massacre?"

Thinking this, Jin Shuai slowly raised his right hand, making a gesture indicating preparation for action. The men behind him keenly caught this signal and quietly retreated, their figures quickly disappearing into the darkness.

As time ticked by, the incense stick finally burned out completely. Jin Shuai abruptly stood up, turned around without hesitation, and strode back the way he came. Just as he took a few steps, a furious roar rang out: "Form ranks! Target directly in front! Kill!"

In an instant, countless dark figures darted out of the darkness, rushing towards Jin Shuai's location like ghosts. At the same time, the sound of air being pierced was incessant; it turned out that sharp arrows were flying in at breakneck speed. Immediately afterward, a series of whooshing sounds rang out, and screams instantly echoed throughout the narrow passageway.

Faced with such a fierce offensive, the enemy was clearly well-prepared. They shouted their battle cries as they charged forward fearlessly.

"Grenades ready! Shield bearers, defend! Throw!" the commander of Jin Shuai's side shouted.

Before the words were even finished, dozens of grenades rained down, landing among the enemy ranks. Several deafening explosions followed, flames shooting into the sky, and the powerful shockwaves from the blasts knocked those at the forefront to the ground. The once-fierce enemy army was instantly thrown into chaos; many were blown to pieces, lying on the ground groaning in pain. Those who survived stared in terror at the scene before them, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

However, Jin Shuai's side gave the enemy no chance to regroup. Taking advantage of the brief chaos caused by the explosion, the shield bearers quickly advanced, their shields tightly linked together to form an impenetrable defensive line. Archers, hiding behind the shield bearers, continuously drew their bows and fired deadly arrows at the enemy. Each twang of the bowstring was accompanied by screams and the falling of corpses.

"Shieldbearers, keep advancing! Maintain alternating cover!" the commander shouted again.

Under the officers' command, the soldiers cooperated seamlessly and advanced steadily. Although the enemy fought desperately, they gradually became unable to hold out under the overwhelming firepower of Jin Shuai's forces, suffering increasingly heavy casualties. Blood stained the ground, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.