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"What kind of collection association is this? I've never heard of it."

"Listen carefully, this is my jurisdiction. I am in charge of everything here. You are the ones who should get out!"

"If you want to take care of things here, your father should come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Uesugi Kiyoshi's somewhat gloomy voice sounded.

"Have you said enough?"

"I hate it when someone points a gun at me."

"besides."

He tapped the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and a cold light flashed.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Chapter 171 Party Struggle

There is a saying in China: Wherever there are people, there is the world of martial arts.

Similarly, in Japan, "party strife" is everywhere.

The people of this country are really strange. They fantasize about extreme personal heroism in their hearts, and comic novels with this as the protagonist are very popular. But in reality, they all stick together for warmth, firmly believing that collective strength is greater than individual strength.

In all walks of life, there are a large number of "small groups". If you don't integrate into them, you will be squeezed to death.

The same is true in the police force.

From Kudo Yuichi's grandfather's generation, countless manpower and material resources were spent, and countless bloody storms were experienced, before Kudo Yuichi's father was pushed to the position of Superintendent General of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

This position is not so easy to do.

The people below may flatter you with smiles in front of you, but they are sharpening their knives behind your back.

Power, money, and women, these three things are enough to make most men lose their minds.

In Japan, the vast majority of people in high positions are men.

Therefore, Kudo Yuichi has many enemies, and they are not limited to "ghosts and gods".

Uesugi Kiyoshi only needed to ponder the expressions of the two men to tell that the two seemed to have some grudge against each other.

The Shinkage-ryu had a habit of being unfair, which Uesugi Kiyoshi learned to the fullest.

Most of the time, he is reasonable.

But sometimes, he prefers to help his relatives rather than others.

He is not a saint.

His thumb pushed open half of the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the sharp edge of the blade flashed.

He didn't take the gun on his head seriously at all.

At this distance, as long as he wanted, he could make the hand of the somewhat bloated young man opposite him no longer belong to him before his thumb pulled the trigger.

Even if he was really shot in the head, he would be fine. At most, he would only lose a will-o'-the-wisp.

A supernatural body can never be harmed by ordinary weapons - in the final analysis, it's just because of insufficient firepower.

He glanced at Kudo Yuichi out of the corner of his eye. As long as his friend gave him a signal, he would use the standard sword of the Collectibles Association on his waist to cut off the arm of the man in front of him.

What he didn't realize was that, since some time ago, "hurting others" was no longer a decision that required "consideration" for Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Even if he reacted, he might not care.

Kudo Yuichi also glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi. They were good friends and Kudo Yuichi knew Uesugi Kiyoshi very well.

It was obvious that he was about to draw his sword and chop someone. Kudo Yuichi clicked his tongue and took a step forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Ah, Qing, calm down, don't go fighting all the time."

"Here I come."

After saying that, Kudo Yuichi grinned, reached out his hand, grabbed the muzzle of Yamamoto Ryosuke's gun, slowly pulled it open, and moved it to his forehead.

At the same time, the smile became more and more insolent and contemptuous.

Kudo Yuichi licked his lips and pressed the gun against his forehead, his voice sounding muffled for some reason.

"Inspector Yamamoto, you have such great authority!"

There was no fear in his eyes at all, as if that was not a gun but a useless fire stick.

"Don't yell at my brother, come at me."

"It's not the first or second time. I'll give you a chance today. Shoot me and put an end to it. Your career will be much smoother in the future."

Behind Kudo Yuichi is the task force of the Collectibles Association, and behind Yamamoto Ryosuke are the subordinate police officers under his command.

This happened in public. If Yamamoto Ryosuke dared to shoot and kill the son of the Metropolitan Police Department's Superintendent General, the matter would be completely beyond the level of "murder".

The Yamamoto family also has a background, but the Kudo family is even more extraordinary.

This will cause him to break his head and bleed.

Yamamoto Ryosuke didn't have the courage. Although he held a high position at a young age, his ability was not outstanding. He just had a good father and a superior family. The Yamamoto family also had some background in the police force. With such strong resources, even a pig could be pushed to a high position by them.

There was already some cold sweat on his forehead.

He didn't expect Kudo Yuichi to be so aggressive.

"Kudo, you bastard, stop it!"

"You are arresting people in my jurisdiction and you are so confident about it. What do you want to do? Do you still have reason? Do you have any rules?!"

Even Kudo Yuichi was amused by what he said.

He sighed and looked at Yamamoto Ryosuke with pity in his eyes.

"Your old father supported a loser like you to become a superintendent. I think he must be quite desperate, right?"

"You point a gun at me and you expect me to be reasonable and follow the rules?"

"Without your father protecting you, a piece of trash like you would have been sunk in Tokyo Bay long ago, right?"

"What is truth?"

“That’s the truth!”

Kudo Yuichi patted the black pistol and his smile became a little strange.

"Think about it, if you kill me here today, what will happen to you?"

Yamamoto Ryosuke's hands were shaking as he held the gun.

Shooting the only son of the Metropolitan Police Department's Superintendent General in public was tantamount to declaring an all-out war against Kudo's gang.

He absolutely could not afford this consequence, and might even be handed over as a scapegoat. He knew his father best, and that man would never break off relations with the Kudo family for him.

At this moment, Kudo Yuichi smiled evilly and reached out to help Yamamoto Ryosuke pull the trigger of the pistol.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's brows furrowed, and his sword was about to be unsheathed, but before he could swing the sword, he was shocked to find that Yamamoto Ryosuke was holding his pistol as if he was holding a red-hot iron. He screamed and threw the pistol aside, took a step back, and stared at Kudo Yuichi in shock and anger. He opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out, as if he was very frightened.

Kudo Yuichi laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

He laughed and sighed, his words full of sarcasm.

"With your courage, why would you want to be a policeman? Even the gigolos in the brothel are braver than you."

"Inspector Yamamoto? Where has your authority gone? You are just a cowardly person with a strong appearance."

"Given your lack of courage, I don't think you are qualified to be a superintendent. I will report this to my superiors."

Yamamoto Ryosuke's face changed several times, sometimes red, sometimes blue, and finally he gritted his teeth in hatred, knowing that he had lost face and could not get it back today, and he had already begun to think of retreating.

This Arakawa sect did have dealings with him, which is common in Japan. Religious organizations in this gray area must have a backer, but it is difficult for them to survive.

At that time, the woman in the suit found Yamamoto Ryosuke through some unknown means and promised him a large donation, and he was actually very tempted.

Who would complain about having too much money?

After the suit-girl used her beauty to seduce him and spent a few days with him, he had already regarded the Arakawa sect as a force under his command.

Yamamoto Ryosuke has many shortcomings, the biggest one of which is that he is a bit lustful.

There were many religious organizations that sought refuge from his father. If he could do it, why couldn't I?

Not only does he have money coming in, but he also has beautiful women coming to his doorstep. The sect also promises to allow the good-looking believers it recruits in the future to serve him. How sincere is that?

That's what Yamamoto Ryosuke thought.

But what he didn't expect was that such a small sect would run into the iron wall of the Kudo family.

Chapter 172 Threat

"Walk"

Ignoring the pleading look from the woman in the suit, Yamamoto Ryosuke didn't even bother to pick up the gun that fell on the ground. He just walked away as if he was running for his life.

Yamamoto Ryosuke is still very afraid of this relentless pursuit of Master Kudo. Although he is just a high school student, the power behind him should not be underestimated. The Kudo family and the Yamamoto family have always been political enemies.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard Kudo Yuichi call out in a faint voice.

"stop."

Yamamoto Ryosuke tried his best to suppress his panicked expression, turned around and glared at Kudo Yuichi, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.

"Kudo, what else do you want?"

Kudo Yuichi didn't take his anger to heart at all.

"So you want to leave?"

"Hey, weren't you quite arrogant when you pointed the gun at Qing just now?"

"Don't you think you should apologize?"

Yamamoto Ryosuke gritted his teeth, his expression somewhat ferocious.

"Kudo, don't go too far!"

"Why should I apologize to a brat?"