In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 381: Paying the price for arrogance, causing a misunderstanding (asking for monthly tickets)
"You said you had a backlog of goods, so I asked my father to help you find a channel. You said you were short of funds, so I lent them to you! Tell me, after all these years of friendship, how have I, Dongye Jiecheng, ever let you down?"

Higashino spoke word by word, his expression becoming more and more ferocious as he spoke. He stretched out his hands and pinched Yamamoto Na's fair face, pulling it hard until it became red and swollen.

The intense pain and fear caused tears to shed from all three of Yamamoto Nai's eyes. She shook her head and looked at Higashino Kaisei pitifully, trying to awaken his sympathy.

"Snapped!"

Dongye Jiecheng raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face, saying viciously: "Yeah, I haven't done anything wrong to you, but you have done something wrong to me! You didn't even lend me $10,000, do you need that? You don't need it, but I do! Human hearts are really ugly. I thought, if I didn't need it, you would definitely rush to give me flowers for free, but it's precisely because I need it that you even hung up on me!"

"Yamamoto Na, you bitch! All four of you are fucking bitches! If any one of you had a conscience and lent me money that night, I wouldn't have gotten to this point! You are the instigators of all this, and you are the ones who deserve to die!"

The fat and thin monks who were listening nearby felt that Yamamoto Na really deserved to die. Damn it, are all rich people so heartless and don’t know how to repay their gratitude?

No wonder they have money, it’s earned through their conscience.

Businessmen cannot be without conscience. If they do, they will make more money.

"Wow, wow, wow!" Yamamoto Nana had nothing to say when listening to Higashino Yutaka's almost venting questioning. The key point was that she couldn't say anything even if she had something to say. She burst into tears, with snot and tears running down her face, as if she felt extremely regretful.

But the current Dongye Jiecheng is no longer the rich young man who only knows how to eat, drink, gamble and whore. He saw through her true thoughts at a glance and said with a mocking look in his eyes: "You are not regretting your own mistakes, but regretting falling into my hands. You love your boyfriend so much, I will reunite you two."

"Wuwuwuwu!" Yamamoto Na kept shaking her head like a wave drum, her eyes full of fear.

Suddenly I don’t love my boyfriend that much anymore.

The more she did this, the more Dongye Jiecheng felt the pleasure of revenge. He stood up with a smile and said, "But before I kill you, I have to make use of you and use your dirty body to reward my brother. What are you two doing standing there? Come on together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed loudly, sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette and prepared to watch a movie.

"Thank you, big brother! Thank you, big brother!"

The fat and thin monk was overjoyed. He pounced on Yamamoto Nai without hesitation and touched her all over, tearing her clothes and skirt, and laughing lewdly.

"Siguoyi! She really is wearing black stockings!"

"Yoshi, we brothers are in for a treat."

"Wuwuwu!" Seeing two dirty and sloppy low-class trash violating her, Yamamoto Na was going crazy, crying with red eyes.

In the past, when low-level trash like the Fat and Thin Monk passed by her, she would always be worried that they might infect her with germs, and she would want to spray them with alcohol to disinfect them, but now she has to be sprayed with alcohol by them.

The more she resisted, the more excited the fat and thin monk became.

In the past, when faced with such high-ranking girls from wealthy families, they didn't even dare to look at them from afar for fear of getting into trouble.

But now he can ravage her at will, which is not only a physical pleasure, but also a psychological one.

Three long minutes passed for Yamamoto Na.

The fat and thin monks ended the battle with great satisfaction.

Yamamoto Na was lying on the ground in dishevel, her clothes in disarray, her eyes lifeless and her face full of despair.

"So soon?" Dongye Jiecheng looked at the cigarette in his hand, a little confused, and urged the fat man, "Didn't you buy the medicine? Take it quickly!"

As a viewer, he hasn't seen enough.

"Brother, I've already eaten in advance." The fat man scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.

Higashino Yusei: “…………”

With your limited ability, you still want to vent my anger?
It's embarrassing!

"Kill him." He waved his hand casually.

When Yamamoto Nana heard this, she instantly revived to full health. She twisted her body and crawled in front of Higashino Yusei, grabbed his ankle, looked up at him pleadingly, and kept shaking her head, begging him to spare her life.

Dong Ye Jiecheng was indifferent and expressionless.

The fat and thin monks each dragged one of Yamamoto Nai's legs and pulled her away. Yamamoto Nai whimpered in despair and eventually her nose was covered by the pillow.

After a brief struggle, everything returned to calm.

She died, just like Huangmao, with her eyes open.

"Let's go."

Dongye Jiecheng put out his cigarette, stood up and left.

The fat and thin monk took a look at Yamamoto Na's curvy body, searched her bag and took away the money and jewelry on her body, then followed her with a sense of unsatisfaction.

The three men put on their hats and masks again, carried their toolboxes full of tools, and walked out towards the elevator.

While they were waiting for the elevator, the door of Room 1202 opened, and the bearded man who had gone out to buy breakfast also walked over to wait for the elevator. He had slept on the sofa last night and his lower back was a little sore, so he subconsciously reached out to scratch it.

But at this moment, the corner of his clothes was lifted, revealing the handle of the gun on his waist. The fat man, who had just killed someone and was extremely nervous and guilty, saw it and thought that this man was a plainclothes policeman who was going to draw his gun to arrest him and others. He immediately shouted, "Brother, be careful!"

As he finished speaking, he didn't know where he got the courage from. Perhaps it was the benefit of sleeping with beautiful, rich and young girls from following his elder brother that made him determined to repay his elder brother with his life, or maybe it was a conditioned reflex. In any case, he pounced on the bearded man without hesitation and knocked him down.

As the bearded man fell to the ground, the gun he had on his back slipped out. Dongye Jiecheng, who happened to hear the sound and turned around, was horrified. He subconsciously pulled out his gun, loaded it, aimed at the bearded man, and pulled the trigger directly. "Bang, bang, bang!"

After three consecutive shots, the bearded man was killed on the spot.

In Room 1202, the gentleman and the young man with a shaved head were both stunned when they heard the gunshots. Then they thought of the bearded man who had just left the house, and they both drew their guns and rushed out.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Dongye Jiecheng, who had just picked up the bearded man's pistol, subconsciously looked back. After seeing the guns in the hands of the two men, he thought they were ambushing police and ran away, "Hurry and find a place to hide!"

“Bang, bang, bang!” “Bang, bang, bang!”

At the same time, gunshots sounded like firecrackers.

The fat guy reacted slowly and ran at the back as a meat shield. He was shot several times and fell to the ground and died on the spot.

But it was also because of his death that Dongye Yucheng and Shouzi were able to run to the stairwell across the corridor.

“Baka!” The gentleman and the shaved young man rushed to the bearded man, looked at their brother who was unwilling to die with his eyes wide open, and said with murderous eyes: “Kill them and get revenge!”

"Brother! The gun has been fired. It will attract the police. We must leave quickly." The young man with a shaved head was more rational. He grabbed the gentleman and persuaded him.

The gentleman broke free from his restraints, turned his head and said, "They're here! Who do you think those two are? They must be plainclothes patrolmen! They bumped into the second brother who just went out. The second brother was probably shot dead by them. He must have called for backup. If we run now, we will definitely be blocked by the police who are rushing over. The terrain in the building is complicated, and there are so many hostages. If we stay here, we will have a chance to negotiate with the police."

"Those two guys look like rookies. I'll go chase them first, and you go get the big guy and the gold."

As soon as he finished speaking, he chased towards the stairwell at the end of the corridor with a gun in hand, showing his courage and skill.

Seeing his elder brother's back disappear, the young man with a shaved head turned around and went back to room 1202. He rushed out with the bag of gold and the bag of weapons on his back. The small pistol in his hand had been replaced with a slightly worn AK.

As experienced gangsters with many years of experience, they have long suffered from a fear of insufficient firepower. They know that if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. Not only do they have a rifle and a pistol, but they also have several grenades.

As for Dongye Jiecheng, after he and the thin man ran into the stairwell first, they hid at the corner and stopped running. He handed the gun he picked up to the thin man and said breathlessly, "The gun went off. They will definitely call for backup. It's too late for us to run downstairs now. There seem to be only two people upstairs. We should ambush them here and catch them off guard. Kill them and take hostages. Only then can we have the capital to negotiate with the police."

Both parties thought the same thing.

"Okay! Okay, okay!" The thin man nodded nervously while holding the gun. At the same time, he gave a reason to encourage himself, "I want to avenge my brother!"

"Shh!" Hearing the footsteps, Dongye Jiecheng signaled for silence, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to breathe again.

"Squeak~"

The stairwell door was cautiously pushed open with a teeth-grinding sound, and a figure appeared.

"Shoot!" Dongye Jiecheng pulled the trigger as he finished speaking. His shooting skill was not very good and he fired randomly.

The thin man also fired in panic.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Although neither of them was good at shooting, they had the advantage and shot the old master to death. The gentleman was shot in the arm and fired back while retreating.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was constant gunfire in the stairwell.

"Brother! Take the gun!" The young man with a shaved head who came to support threw the AK in his hand far away to the gentleman.

When Dongye Jiecheng and the thin man in the stairwell heard this name, they looked at each other and were stunned.

But before they could think about it, one of their brothers was killed and they were shot. The furious gentleman kicked the door open and started firing wildly with his AK.

"Da da da da da da da da!"

The bullet shot out like a fire snake, hitting the wall and causing dust to fly, and landing on the railing and causing sparks to fly.

The powerful firepower made Dongye Jiecheng and his mate dare not look up. Listening to the gunshots, they were like a small boat in a storm that could capsize at any time.

"Brother, something seems wrong. Do Japanese police also use AK?" the thin man said tremblingly.

"Damn it! This is a misunderstanding." Dongye Jiecheng also realized that something was wrong, and tentatively shouted to the outside: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Friends, we are not the police, we just mistakenly thought you were the police!"

The deafening sound of gunfire suddenly stopped.

Just when Dongye Jiecheng and Shouzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Da da da da da!"

Fierce gunfire rang out again, scaring the two men who were about to show up and making them shudder and shrink back.

Bullets were flying everywhere like a violent storm.

"It might have been a misunderstanding before someone died, but after my brother died, there is no misunderstanding anymore!"

The gentleman's roar echoed in the stairwell.

(End of this chapter)