Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

He screamed in pain, tears streaming down his face. He didn't dare look back. He bent down to pick up his severed hand, then turned around and ran away, looking extremely embarrassed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi clapped his hands and turned to look at Toufu Maki with interest.

"Oh, I thought you would stop me. After all, according to your previous beliefs, this person should not be guilty of such a crime."

Touwen Maki pursed her lips and revealed an inconspicuous smile.

"Sir, he is an enemy, and the one here is a friend. I am not so confused as to make the distinction."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded slightly in satisfaction and instructed: "Then you take care of the aftermath here. I have something to do, so I'll go back first."

"Over the past few days, we have also toured the territory of the Dongwen Society. You should know what to do next."

"Come on, Maki."

"Don't be afraid of anything happening. I will cover it for you. After all, the Dongwen Society and I are inseparable now."

I don’t know what she was thinking about, but Touwen Maki’s pretty face turned red, and then she nodded firmly.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't say any more. Facing the admiring and fearful gazes of the bad guys, he controlled the wheelchair and left accompanied by Ueno Mitsuishi.

Half an hour later, in a remote alley in Arakawa District.

Ueno Sanishi was holding an umbrella, while Uesugi Kiyoshi was dozing off under the umbrella with his eyes closed.

The roar of the engine came from far away. After more than ten seconds, the car stopped at the entrance of the alley and a slender figure walked into the alley.

Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

"Hey, Liu, you're here pretty fast."

The person who came was Liu Longren, the young master of Jiulong.

Liu Longren shrugged his shoulders and said sparingly, "You must have something to ask me. Don't be polite. Just tell me."

Uesugi Kiyoshi nodded slightly and got straight to the point.

"I have something to tell you, but it's not safe to talk on the phone."

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"I'm going to chop down Yuan Longhai tonight. You better be prepared to take over the legacy of Yuanhui and don't let others reap the benefits."

Liu Longren raised his sword-like eyebrows and looked surprised.

"you?"

"Aren't you injured?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled, stood up easily from the wheelchair, and stretched happily.

"Although it still hurts a little after exercising for a while, it's no longer a big deal."

"The Tokyo Yakuza all know that I was injured. Yuan Longhai happened to be unprepared for me. I caught him by surprise tonight and have declared war on him on behalf of the Dongwen Society."

"There is no time to lose, the longer the night the more dreams there are."

"I'm letting you know so you can be prepared."

Liu Longren nodded silently and said, "Okay, I'll go with you. How many people do you need?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi shook his head repeatedly and did not agree.

"What a joke, what else do you want me to do when you're gone?"

"Didn't you say that the Kowloon Group cannot tolerate violence among fellow disciples? Don't let others use this as an excuse to beat you down."

"You, please be more high-profile tonight and show up in public as a proof of your alibi. I'll do the job."

"Don't worry, I have checked it out. There are no extraordinary people in the Source Society. I don't need your manpower. I can sneak in and kill him directly without any effort."

Liu Longren frowned and said with some concern: "I know your strength, but after killing so many mortals, aren't you afraid of being destroyed?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled mysteriously.

"Ha, I'm not alone anymore."

“There’s no need to do everything yourself.”

Seeing that Uesugi Kiyoshi was full of confidence, Liu Longren had no reason to object, as this was their agreement.

"Thank you very much, I'll go back first."

Uesugi Kiyoshi waved his hand as a farewell.

"What are you thanking me for? You helped me fend off the people from the Shanxin Society, and I didn't even thank you."

"This is a good thing. I don't have many good qualities, but I'm trustworthy, so that's one of them!"

It was late at night, the rain was still falling, and there was no moonlight.

It was a dark, windy and rainy night, a perfect night for a murder.

Uesugi Kiyoshi got a fox-face mask used in festivals from somewhere and put it on his face. It really complemented his pair of fox eyes.

He walked slowly, as if taking a stroll, to the gate of a large house with a private entrance. He looked up at the sign on the door, smacked his lips, and subconsciously touched the ghost face tattoo on his right forearm with his left hand.

A few gatekeepers in black were planning to drive away Uesugi Kiyoshi, but after taking a few steps, they were suddenly attacked from behind by men in green who appeared out of nowhere. They were then neatly hanged and passed out.

This was the person that Uesugi Kiyoshi borrowed from Li Fuyao. He originally wanted to use some manpower from the Collectibles Association, but the people under Akutagawa Ryunosuke were not very proficient in assassination, and the noise they made while working was too loud, so they were not suitable for tonight's work. On the contrary, the Qingyi people from the Tai Sui Gang, under the training of Ye San, were considered all-rounders and could be of great use.

Look, the gatekeeper of the Yuanhui headquarters, who was considered an elite among the gang, was eliminated without any noise.

Uesugi Kiyoshi walked in without hesitation.

Deep inside the Genkai headquarters, Ikuta knelt in front of Gen Ryukai with a deathly pale face, covering his arm wound which was wrapped in a bandage and had been simply treated.

Yuan Longhai's already gloomy face became even uglier.

"Declare war? Did he really say that?"

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"How can a disabled person in a wheelchair say such big words? Why does the divided Dongwen Club dare to challenge Jiulong?!"

"Humph, if the current Dongwen Club and the Jiulong Club have a head-on conflict, Dongwen will definitely lose!"

"You go down first! Go treat your wounds and see if you can bring him back."

Yuan Longhai did not take his anger out on his subordinates. Ikuta acted as if he had been pardoned and retreated in disgrace.

Yuan Longhai sat on the futon in the Japanese-style room, brows furrowed, thinking about countermeasures, and repeating Uesugi Kiyoshi's name with gritted teeth.

He didn't want to, nor did he dare to, completely turn against the Dongwen Association. The Yuan Association alone could not represent the Kowloon Group.

When he read it for the third time, his voice stopped abruptly and the sound of the door opening interrupted his thoughts.

Without even looking up, he said angrily, "Didn't I tell you to go get treated? Why are you coming back?"

He subconsciously thought that Ikuta had come back again, and his attitude became a little worse.

Yuan Longhai is a moody person.

It was not until the bright light of the knife made him squint his eyes that he realized something was wrong.

I raised my head suddenly and saw the smiling face of a young man wearing a fox-face mask.

He couldn't see the face behind the mask clearly, but based on his attire, temperament, and the sword in his hand.

A name came out of his mouth without thinking.

"Uesugi Kiyoshi! Why are you here?"

As soon as he said this, he realized that he had asked a stupid question. He had an ominous premonition and cold sweat covered his forehead.

"What do you want to do!"

He himself felt that his words were a bit harsh but weak.

Uesugi Kiyoshi grinned and spoke as a matter of course.

"President Yuan, you are joking. Of course I am here to seek revenge."

"You tried to feed me with bullets and burned down my house. You didn't think I would forget it in a blink of an eye?"

"I am a petty person who holds grudges!"

He waved the sword in his hand, and his smile became more and more malicious.

"I told you, President Yuan."

"Tokyo has been in a mess lately. The roads are dark and difficult to walk on at night."

"You are unlucky today! You have run into a ghost and are going to lose your life!"

Yuan Longhai's face jumped and he took out a pistol from his waist without hesitation, and three shots were fired.

The Onikiri in Uesugi Kiyoshi's hand moved slightly, and three bright sword lights were slashed out.

With his physical fitness and reaction speed, it is not difficult for him to block bullets from an ordinary pistol.

The smell of gunpowder seemed to be a harbinger of the sword being swung.

Then, he stepped forward and with a light blow of the cassock slash, Yuan Longhai's arm holding the gun was cut off at the root.

There were some bloodstains on Uesugi Kiyoshi's clothes, but he didn't care at all.

Bending down and picking up Yuan Longhai's pistol, Shangshan Qing tilted his head and said to Yuan Longhai in a serious manner: "President Yuan, I am a reasonable person. I will treat others the way they treat me."

"You had someone shoot me and burn my house down."

"I shot you back, and then burned your nest, too."

"We are even now. All grudges are settled and no one is cheated."

"What do you think?"

Without waiting for the somewhat panicked Yuan Longhai to speak, Uesugi Seiichi bent down, put the pistol into Yuan Longhai's mouth, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet went through the back of the head, red and white fluids flowed all over the ground, and a bad smell spread.

Then, the smell of gasoline suppressed the smell of blood.

Uesugi Kiyoshi threw away his pistol, put away his Ghost Cut, shook his hands, and walked out of the house.

Outside the door, dozens of ghostly men in blue stood solemnly, many of them holding oil drums and pouring gasoline on the surrounding buildings.

With a somewhat bored sigh, Uesugi Kiyoshi gave a soft instruction.