In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 189: Traffic jam? What car did you take?

When the Yamaguchi-gumi was mobilizing personnel, Aoyama Hidenobu called Hikokawa Kentomo and said that the gang's activities were rampant, and they were mobilizing hundreds of people to hold rallies in broad daylight, completely ignoring the "Anti-Violent Groups Law."

It is recommended that the National Public Security Commission issue an order to restrict the activities of violent groups and crack down on their criminal activities.

All the people involved in the automatic loan machine incident were trying to make money. How could they make money if they were fighting and smashing machines every day? A fight to destroy Wuling would show their determination, and then use the power of the police to limit their revenge and force them to resolve the issue through negotiation.

A private club located in Edogawa-ku.

Irie Sada, the second in command of the Yamaguchi-gumi and the actual person in power, looked at the leaders of the gangs who were invited to the meeting with a serious face, "Gentlemen, I believe everyone knows that there is a self-service loan machine on the market recently. I don't need to explain its harm, right?"

Everyone nodded subconsciously with grim expressions.

Self-service loan machines are an evil invention!
It is not only convenient, fast and efficient, but also reduces some customers' resistance to loans, while saving a large amount of manpower. It will have a huge impact on the entire loan industry and is destroying the market!
"After investigation, it was found that Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., which launched the automatic loan machine, had a complex structure, and people from the National Police Agency were deeply involved in it to protect the business."

"So we must unite and kill the Sumiyoshi-kai, the watchdog of Nohara Financial Corporation, and make them realize our determination to defend our interests, so that they can be forced to compromise with us!"

Irie Tadashi made a resounding appeal. He knew that it was impossible to make the people behind Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. give up the automatic loan machines, so he also wanted to use fighting to promote negotiations. If he could beat them, he would have the upper hand in the negotiations.

"Yes, Chairman Irie is right. We must unite to defend our interests!"

"The Sumiyoshi Association has contributed so much, so they must have received a large share of the spoils. We can't let them have it all to themselves."

"They are sucking our blood. As long as the Yamaguchi-gumi takes the lead, I am willing to join in."

Everyone expressed their opinions. After all, they were weaker than the Sumiyoshi-kai and did not dare to fight against them alone. Now they wished someone could take the lead.

"Good!" Seeing that the army's morale was high, Irie Mada immediately slammed the table and said, "If that's the case, then..."

"Wow~Wow~Wow~"

Suddenly, a sirens sounded from far away.

"The police are coming!"

Suddenly, someone subconsciously screamed and stood up.

"The police will come whenever they want. What law prohibits friends from gathering privately? What is there to be afraid of?"

"That's right. We're just chatting. We're not committing any crime. It's good for the police to be on guard."

Hearing this, the man who had just stood up smiled awkwardly and sat back down.

"You're right. With police on guard, our meeting will be safer." Irie Sadao said with a smile.

At this moment, a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi ran in in panic and hurriedly reported: "Chairman, there are a lot of police outside!"

"We can hear the sirens in the house. They're just the police. There's nothing to be afraid of. How can you behave like this?" Irie Mada scolded angrily.

The younger brother who reported the news was sweating profusely and anxiously emphasized: "Yes, there are a lot of them. Go and have a look."

"In that case, why don't you all go out and take a look together?" Irie Mada frowned, glanced at the others, and invited in a calm and steady tone.

"Then go out and take a look. They came all the way here to stand guard for us, so we have to go out and greet them."

"Hahahaha, that's right. They came uninvited, so we have to be polite!"

They used the Ah Q method of victory, and were so excited by their victory that they all stood up with a smile and followed Irie Zhen out.

When we walked out of the club, we were all stunned.

I saw a dark crowd outside, all mobile policemen wearing helmets, black police uniforms, and holding explosion-proof shields and guns or batons. At a glance, there were about one or two hundred people, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

It is normal for police to arrive at violent group gatherings to monitor and record the names of people coming and going, but there has never been a direct dispatch of the mobile team, and there have been so many of them.

The leaders of various gangs brought nearly a hundred men together, but at this moment, these guys who used to be so arrogant now look timid.

At this moment, one of Irie Sada's confidants received a phone call and whispered in his ear with a serious face, "Brother, the people we gathered were dispersed by the police. Our friends in the Metropolitan Police Department said that the National Public Safety Commission may launch another top operation."

Top operations are special operations to combat organized crime.

Irie Mada's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He mobilized his men just for revenge, and now he felt like he had finally gathered up all his strength, but the referee stopped the fight before he could even throw a punch. How frustrating.

"Everyone, leave this place immediately!"

An officer warned with a megaphone.

"Officer, is it not possible for friends to just get together and chat?" Irie Mada pretended to be calm as she walked to the front of the crowd and said to the officer who was calling out to her.

If he, the organizer, shows fear in front of so many big bosses in the industry, will he still be able to survive in the future?
The police officer who was shouting had a cold face and ignored him. He just waved his hand and said, "Prepare the tear gas!"

At his command, more than a dozen policemen immediately loaded tear gas grenades and assumed shooting positions.

"Second warning, everyone please leave this place immediately!" the shouting police officer warned again.

Seeing that the other party was serious, Irie Sada felt a lot of pressure and said through gritted teeth: "Which police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department asked you to come? Maybe I know him."

"Disperse the crowd!" the police officer gave the order directly.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

More than a dozen tear gas canisters instantly fell into the crowd, filling the air with smoke. People ran out uncontrollably, coughing, with tears and snot streaming down their cheeks.

Then dozens of police officers wearing masks, holding shields and batons, rushed into the smoke and beat anyone they saw. "Ah! Baka! You bastards!"

"Stop! Stop hitting me! Ah! Stop hitting me!"

"I want to complain about your violent law enforcement..."

The place was filled with smoke and people could not be seen clearly. All one could hear were screams. When the smoke cleared, the entrance to the private club was in a mess. All the gang members were either lying on the ground or squatting with their heads in their hands.

Irie Mada, a big boss with a high status in the Japanese underworld, was pinned to the ground by an unknown policeman and looked very embarrassed.

The police officer who had just spoken took off his mask, revealing a cold and hard face. He walked up to Irie Sada with his hands behind his back and looked down at him. "This is a direct order from the Chairman of the National Public Security Commission."

Irie Sada's face twitched and he said nothing.

"Take everyone away!"

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"This is really embarrassing for Irie Mada."

Inagawa Makoto said this in a gloomy tone, and it was unclear whether he was gloating or feeling grief over the loss of another.

Irie Sada initiated a rally and of course invited the Inagawa-kai, but the Inagawa-kai refused because they wanted to wait and see the situation after the Yamaguchi-gumi made its full effort before making a decision. Unexpectedly, the Yamaguchi-gumi was hit hard by the police before they even took action.

"Father, the Yanchuan family is too overbearing. What should we do?" asked Inagawa Hong.

Inagawa Makoto sighed, "Wait."

"Waiting?" Inagawa Hong didn't understand what he meant.

Inagawa Makoto explained: "No matter how powerful the Hikokawa family is, they can't eat alone and cut off all the money-making channels of loan sharks. They are now strong only to take the initiative in the subsequent negotiations and warn us not to bargain with them."

"Can we do the same as the Sumiyoshi-kai..."

"No." Inagawa Cheng interrupted his son.

Inagawa Hong frowned, "Why? Obviously I haven't offended the Hikokawa family yet."

"But we have offended Aoyama Hidenobu, and he is the person in charge." Inagawa Makoto said lightly.

Inagawa Hong was speechless for a moment. After all, they had previously arranged for people to assassinate Aoyama Hidenobu according to Kurosawa Nobu's orders. Although the Inagawa Society had paid the price and made compensation for this, it was impossible to completely resolve the matter.

"So are we just going to sit back and watch our loan business being squeezed without getting a piece of the pie?" he asked unwillingly.

Inagawa Makoto exhaled, "Let's wait and see, there will always be a chance, don't be impatient, wait patiently."

That afternoon, Irie Mada and others were released by the police. Although they were released, they had already lost face. After this incident, other violent groups no longer had the energy to unite against the gang.

The next day, five larger gangs, including the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Yukihira family, the Kyosei-kai, the Kudo-kai, and the Kyukto-kai, received invitations from Aoyama Hidenobu.

They were invited to have dinner at a high-end izakaya in Ginza at 7 o'clock that evening. They all knew that Aoyama Hidenobu represented Hikokawa Kentomo, so they all went to the appointment.

Yamaguchi-gumi's Irie Sadada arrived first. When he walked into the private room, he found Aoyama Hidenori, Sumiyoshi-kai chairman Nishiguchi Yunan, and Fukuryu-kai chairman Zhao Qinghong were already inside. He frowned when he saw Zhao Qinghong.

But he didn't say anything. He greeted Aoyama Hidenobu who was sitting at the main seat, ignored Nishiguchi Yunan and Zhao Qinghong, and found a seat to sit down.

Yukihira's family, the Kosei-kai, and the Kudo-kai's presidents also arrived one after another, except for the president of the Far East-kai. As time passed, no one spoke in the room, and it was so quiet that one could hear the sound of breathing.

"No more waiting." Aoyama Hidenobu looked at his watch to break the silence and said in a deep voice, "Let's get started."

Everyone immediately sat up straight.

"I am representing Master Yanchuan tonight. Master Yanchuan is a generous man. Although he can drive you out of the loan industry, he is unwilling to do so. He hopes that everyone can make money, so he decided to invite you to invest in Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., and..."

"Bang!" At this moment, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a kimono walked in. He bowed apologetically and said, "I'm so sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road and I'm late."

It was the president of the Far East Society.

"There's a traffic jam. What car are you taking?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked, trying to hide his displeasure when his speech was interrupted.

The Far East Association president wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Officer Qingshan, it's a Rolls-Royce."

Aoyama Hidenobu's expression froze. Even the Rolls-Royce was stuck in traffic. How should he say his next lines?
Moreover, the Black Society can ride in a Rolls-Royce, but he can only ride in a Mercedes-Benz. Damn! This is outrageous!
"Bang!" Unable to show off, he got angry and grabbed the wine glass and smashed it directly on the head of the Far East Society's president.

The Far East Association's president felt the pain, and subconsciously covered his forehead with his hand and cursed: "Bakayar..."

"Bang!" Zhao Qinghong grabbed the bottle and jumped over the table, smashing it to the ground. With a crash, the bottle shattered. He grabbed the collar of the Far East Association president with one hand and stabbed him in the mouth with the other hand, bleeding immediately. "Be polite to Mr. Qingshan. If you can't speak, I can help you become mute. Do you understand, bastard?"

Seeing this, Irie Zhen and others frowned slightly.

"Woo woo woo..." President Jidong looked at Zhao Qinghong with horror and nodded repeatedly to show that he understood.

Zhao Qinghong let go of him, stood up and wiped the blood off his hands, then smiled at the others, "I'm sorry, I'm impatient and can't stand people disrespecting Mr. Qingshan. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself."

After he finished speaking, he bowed to everyone to express his apology and returned to his seat.

"You are five minutes late, which means you don't take this meeting seriously, you don't take Master Yanchuan seriously, and you don't take all of us here seriously. Get out! I'll inform you when the results come out." Mr. Qingshan said coldly.

"Hi! Hi! Hi!" The president of the Far East Society got up, bowed and nodded for a while, then walked away backwards.

Aoyama Hidenobu looked at the others, and a smile appeared on his stern face. "Okay, let's continue."

(End of this chapter)