Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

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"Uncle Mitsui! You don't have to open the back door of your house tonight!"

Before he could finish his words, the yellow-haired boy leaped out like an arrow and mercilessly kicked the man in sunglasses in the stomach, sending him flying far away and crashing into a table and chairs.

The Yakuza didn't react.

He treated those black suits as nothing and was not afraid of them at all.

When Ikuta struggled to stand up, his face was grim and his head was bleeding.

Then, a melee broke out.

The hot-blooded delinquents and the sinister Yakuza started fighting in the pub, causing chaos.

Facing Touwen Maki's inquiring gaze, Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled slightly.

"They are the Ikuta Group, affiliated with the Genkai."

"Yuan Longhai's men."

"I have a grudge against the Yuan Society, and I promised Liu Longren that I would help him get rid of Yuan Longhai and Shanxin Jilong."

"To declare war, you need an excuse."

Uesugi Kiyoshi turned his gaze towards the man in sunglasses who was roaring angrily.

"The Dongwen Club has gone through a change, so there must be some ambitious people who want to test it out and see if there is any money to be made."

"Plus, the news of my injury spread, and many people saw me sitting in a wheelchair every day."

"Some people will be unable to hold back."

"Yuichi gave me information that Yuan Longhai has coveted several streets in Tobunkai, Arakawa District, and has been making moves recently."

"That's a fool who only cares about money."

"If they want to take action, they will definitely choose the weakest territory to test and see how the Dongwen Society reacts."

"If you hit a wall, you give in. If you bully a weak target, you expand your gains - this is the traditional survival rule of gangsters."

"Well, this is it."

Uesugi Kiyoshi turned his wheelchair and faced the chaotic battlefield, with a meaningful smile in his eyes.

"Maki, there's a fish on the hook."

ps. There is still some work to do after 12 o'clock, I will stay up late to finish this volume.

Chapter 154 Settle the Grudge

The battle situation was a bit tense. These bad guys were quite skilled, and those Yakuza were not all cannon fodder, so the two gangs fought back and forth.

But if the fight continues, this store will probably be in trouble.

Uesugi Kiyoshi knocked on the armrest of the wheelchair and said leisurely, "It's about time. After all, those bad guys also use the name of Dongwen Society. It's not good for people to know that the eldest lady of the Dongwen family is watching her family being bullied."

"The door is closed, the fish can't escape."

"Maki. You go."

He said this calmly, but Touwen Maki could no longer sit still.

The eldest daughter of Touwen is now completely different from what she was before. She inherited the soul of the reformer. Touwen Maki also inherited the Hokushin Ittoryu swordsmanship that Ryoma Sakamoto was best at.

She always carried it with her on the Ni Blade ship.

The girl was dressed in a sakura-colored dress with her sleeves fluttering like a fluttering butterfly. She had a sharp blade in her hand drawn and walked forward and backward, avoiding the indiscriminate attacks of the Yakuza and picking up a bunch of them at the same time.

There were less than twenty Yakuza in the room.

The gap between the combat power of extraordinary people and that of ordinary people is too huge. This is simply bullying.

Ikuta, who was fighting with the yellow-haired boy, was the next one to be bullied.

Touwen Maki went for him.

With a push of his sleeves, a bolt of lightning struck from the boat, hitting Ikuta directly in the back. He screamed in pain and half-knelt on the ground.

A rope was placed around his neck in the boat.

Feeling the chill on his neck, Ikuta looked up in panic and met the calm eyes of Maki Toufumi.

Then, Uesugi Kiyoshi leisurely drove the wheelchair and moved over.

He leaned down, ignoring the surprised or angry looks of the people around him, and just spoke calmly.

"Ikuta-san, right?"

"Do you know who I am?"

Ikuta's eyes told Uesugi Kiyoshi the answer, he obviously didn't know Uesugi Kiyoshi.

That’s right, after the Touwen battle, Uesugi Kiyoshi’s name became well-known among the Yakuza, but not even the leader of a small cannon fodder organization could recognize him.

So he changed the way he asked the question and pointed at Toufu Maki.

"Do you recognize her, then?"

Ikuta's eyes were also a little confused, but he saw the Toubo family crest on the cherry-colored furisode.

A look of shock appeared involuntarily, and surprised words came out of his mouth.

"Dongwen family crest. You are members of the Dongwen Society."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's effortless aura made the bad guys and the men in black suits who were surrounding him subconsciously take a step back.

His tone was light, but his eyes were profound.

"Ah, let me introduce myself. She is Maki Toufumi, and I am Kiyoshi Uesugi."

"The Transformer and Sword Demon of the Toufu Family!!"

These words made Uesugi Kiyoshi frown.

"Sword Ghost!"

"What a boring and immature nickname."

He sighed and suddenly lost interest in chatting.

"I ask, you answer."

"Did Yuan Longhai ask you to come here to cause trouble?"

Ikuta knew that the stubble he was about to run into was hard enough to pierce him to death, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

People at his level don't know what happens in the interface of the extraordinary people.

However, the legend of the young swordsman of the Dongwen Society, who led a group of people to attack the Dongwen Society headquarters, eliminated the rebellion, and personally killed Dong Wenyu, has spread among the Jidao.

It’s the person in front of me!

Uesugi Kiyoshi pursed his lips and gave a wink to Azuma Maki.

As a result, the bladed side of the boat penetrated into Ikuta's skin, and blood gushed out instantly.

The chill brought by the flowing blood made Ikuta's scalp tingle - people are always afraid of death.

He gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Yes, Master Yuan asked us to take back the streets that were taken away by the Dongwen Society!"

"We. We are just following orders!"

This is exactly what Uesugi Kiyoshi wanted to hear.

He waved his hand, signaling Dong Wen Zhenxi to put down the boat.

He nodded with a friendly expression, and Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to be in a good mood.

"Okay, you're quite straightforward, so I won't make it difficult for you."

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced around, his eyes piercing and soul-stirring, and the Yakuza who looked at him lowered their heads one after another.

"I will spare the lives of you rotten fish and shrimp."

"Go back and tell Yuan Longhai a message."

"The three great families of Tokyo want to keep to themselves, not interfere with each other, and make money in harmony."

"Since the Yuan Society has taken the initiative against the Dongwen Society, don't blame me for being rude."

"Listen carefully. From today on, the Dongwen Society and the Yuan Society have officially declared war. I will definitely chop off his head and send him to meet his short-lived brother."

"Do you understand?"

How could Ikuta dare to say no?

The situation is stronger than the person. The eldest daughter of the Dongwen family is as strong as a ghost. The real sword ghost has not made a move yet. It is totally not enough for her to lead these people alone.

Matters concerning big shots should be handled by big shots. For a small person like him, running errands and delivering messages is the limit of his job.

He nodded hurriedly, and after being waved away by Uesugi Kiyoshi like he was shooing away a fly, Ikuta stood up and ran away with his men.

When they walked out of the pub, Uesugi Kiyoshi saw the fat boss's half-swollen face and suddenly woke up. He asked Azuma Maki, "Ah, I forgot about him beating someone up."

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"I don't need my arms to report back, right?"

"Which hand did he use to hit the boss?"

Touwen Maki continued calmly: "Right hand."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded in understanding and raised his voice.

"Did you hear that? Kamishi, I want him to keep his right hand."

Before he finished speaking, Kamishi, who was standing outside the izakaya with his hands behind his back and on guard with Ueno Miishi, suddenly had a changed look in his eyes, and a fierce aura emanated from him.

The Myoho Muramasa on his waist was unsheathed in an instant and returned in a moment.

After running dozens of meters, Ikuta suddenly stopped, a red line appeared on his arm, and his right arm was neatly cut off.