Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom

The old man, pinned against the wall by the Yakuza followers, avoided their lips and shouted outwards with his face turned to the side:

"However, could there be some misunderstanding? Or is there some new organization also called the Bamboo Chicken Society? Our Bamboo Chicken Society hasn't been involved in underworld affairs for almost six years!"

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Good guy!

They actually admitted it?!

"You guys are really a yakuza organization?! The kind that commits murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds?!"

Ruotou questioned in disbelief.

He felt that the name of the Yakuza organization was being tarnished by such a place!

If he weren't now a follower of the gods and no longer a member of the extreme path, he would have given this old guy who called himself an extreme path organization a good beating!

Wait a minute.

If this really is the Bamboo Chicken Society, then, according to the mission requirements...

"Mission objective: Eliminate all enemy resistance forces and obtain all evidence of the crimes committed by members of this yakuza organization!"

Eliminate all enemy resistance forces...

These eight old men... are they considered a resistance force?

Regardless of whether they rebel or not, do they still have the power?

If you shake your head, ignoring these chaotic and吐槽-worthy thoughts, then continue shouting loudly:

"Then that's it, we're here to wipe out the Bamboo Chicken Society! How many people are in your organization?! Besides those currently at headquarters, how many others are there?!"

"...Sir, have you come to destroy us?"

The old man, still pinned against the wall, let out a confused and bewildered sound.

At this moment, he was still being cornered against the wall by the Yakuza believer, and because there were people behind him crowding to see what this leader of the Bamboo Chicken Society looked like, the distance between him and the Yakuza believer in front of him was getting closer and closer, almost touching face to face.

"Hey! How many men do you have? Gather them all here immediately! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Upon hearing this definitive response, the old man's eyes lit up, and a hopeful smile involuntarily spread across his face.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

"Well, since you're trying to wipe out our Bamboo Chicken Society, then according to the rules of the Yakuza, we surrender unconditionally, and you should recruit us into your organization!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We surrender!"

---Aside---

OrangeMeal crashed today, I lost everything, had to rewrite it all. Ugh, what a miserable day.

Chapter 281 Stop Fighting! Stop Fighting!

Becoming a god in Tokyo starts in the bathroom.

surrender?!

They didn't even resist...

Oh, it seems normal that a yakuza organization made up of just a few old men would simply give up and resist.

After all, the fifty fully armed, strong and powerful Yakuza believers sent by He Chen could easily defeat even a top-tier extreme organization.

With only eight elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people like them, even if they wanted to resist, they simply couldn't!

But, join?

Ruotou's brows furrowed:

"If you want to surrender, then surrender unconditionally! You think you can join us? You're not qualified!"

Not to mention, the God's mission description clearly states that all these extreme organizations involved in the current mission must be wiped out and absolutely not recruited.

Even if he could recruit other Yakuza, he would never allow such old men, whose average age is probably over seventy, to join him!

Why bring in an old guy like that, who looks like he's walking on tiptoe? To take care of him in his old age?

"Didn't you want to attack our Bamboo Chicken Society? If we don't cooperate, you'll have to kill us all, otherwise... you won't be able to achieve your goal."

The old man tried to threaten him, but looking at the burly young men filling the entire room, and the strong Yakuza believer who was practically touching him, his voice involuntarily lowered.

Upon hearing these words, the believers, who were initially somewhat serious, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The Yakuza follower facing the old man burst out laughing, but since the other party was the leader of a yakuza organization, he tried his best to hold it in after bursting out laughing.

then......

He kept trying to hold back his laughter, but he burst out laughing so hard that he soaked the old man's face with sweat!

"Hurry up and tell us your names and all the bad things you've done! Don't give me any nonsense. Do you think we're the kind of people who wouldn't dare to take action?"

After laughing for a while, Ruotou fell silent and made a serious threat.

Fifty Yakuza followers, each carrying a weapon.

The least skilled were those carrying long knives, while the believers with guns, having been at the front earlier, were also pushed to the front as the crowd surged in.

Right next to this old man, there stood a Yakuza follower holding a pistol.

"...We'll do whatever you ask, but if you want to destroy our organization, you'll have to take us in and provide for us in our old age!"

"Anyway, our Bamboo Chicken Society doesn't even have 100,000 yen in its account right now. If you don't take us in, we're going to die anyway! We're going to die anyway, so what are we afraid of!"

It must be said that the old man truly lived up to his reputation as the leader of a yakuza organization; his begging words were delivered with remarkable bravado.

They were clearly shouting surrender, but the tone they used sounded like they were determined to fight to the death!

After he finished speaking, the remaining seven old men immediately echoed their leader:

"Yes! We want to surrender! We want to join!"

"If you don't provide for us in our old age, we'll die here!"

"I'd rather die than live in old age!"

......

There were seven or eight old men, one of whom was kicked to the ground as he was opening the door, yet he was still so arrogant!

How could someone like him, who has been immersed in the underworld for two or three decades, tolerate this?!

"Smash them! Damn it, they dare to talk back if we don't teach them a lesson!"

Eight mere old men from the underworld? A supposedly prestigious organization, reduced to the point of being unable to support themselves, and they actually think they're someone important?!

"Oh!"

"Snapped!"

"duang!"

......

The eight extreme elders, including the old man who was the leader, were all punched and kicked to the ground by the Yakuza around them the moment Ruotou gave the order!

It was only eight old men they were fighting, but the crackling sounds were louder than dozens of people fighting each other!

"Ouch, that hurts!"

"Hiss! Hiss! Don't kick! Don't use your feet! Yes!"

"Ah! My bone is broken! My bone is broken!"

......

The old men's screams rose and fell in waves... full of vigor.

There was no way around it; after all, these Yakuza followers were all engaged in good deeds and had been transformed into system-certified good people.

Just to complete the mission and to intimidate these old men who were also from the yakuza, they had to be quite careful when they made their moves.

After all, they are all incredibly strong these days. If they weren't afraid of pain, they could smash the tiles on the wall with a single punch.

If I really used my strength, I could probably kill these old and weak guys with just two punches!

"Bring them to the living room... Thirty of the men blocking the doorway, get out!"

If, after they screamed for several minutes, the leader shouted for them to stop and then jumped directly to the actions after defeating the Yakuza organization:

"Arrange for three people to search each room, and have two people search each room. Also, check the cell phones on those old men!"

"Focus on checking their personnel who aren't here, and searching for evidence of their crimes!"

Upon arriving here, the previously chaotic situation was immediately tidied up.

The Yakuza followers, with their extensive experience in raiding homes, immediately began searching every possible hiding place.

"It's no use, we won't give in, you won't find anything!"

"Sir, please take us in! We're easy to take care of! As long as we have food and wine, we'll be fine!"

"Hey! No! There's nothing in my browser! Don't browse!"

......

Eight old men were held down in the living room, and their rooms and cell phones were thoroughly searched by the Yakuza followers.

Before long, they easily found out the organization's structure and the identities of its members, and the entire situation of the Bamboo Chicken Association was presented to the leader, Wakato.

However, after reading all of this, Ruotou frowned.

After searching everywhere, the only evidence found by this Bamboo Chicken Association was videos in the browsers of a few old men, not even any unique products.

Furthermore, no criminal records or evidence of illegal acts were found regarding these elderly Yakuza.

The divine deity's request was to send all the members of these yakuza organizations to prison or hell. These guys didn't leave any trace of their "tails" here. Even if they beat up these old men, it wouldn't count as completing the mission!

"Speak! Where is the evidence of your past misdeeds?!"

If the leader grabbed the old man directly and questioned him harshly!

"Take care of us in our old age, sir."

The old man's face was calm.