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Dong Wenjue sighed and rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"Would I lie to my only daughter? I really want to shut down those businesses, but now is not the time."

Touwen Maki frowned and raised her voice a little in confusion.

"Father, it's not twenty years ago anymore. The gangs won't get far!"

"We need change. The times are changing. If we don't change, one day we will be swallowed up by the tide of the times. There are countless examples of this in history books!"

The girl's voice was clear and pleasant, with a sense of pride.

Dong Wenjue sighed again. He had been active in Tokyo for so many years, was he not as knowledgeable as his daughter?

"Maki, I know you hate those businesses. You think they are dirty, and the money you earn smells of blood, and you don't feel comfortable using it!"

"But nothing can be accomplished overnight!"

"How did our Dongwen Club make its fortune? It was through those businesses you look down upon!"

"Yes, our core business now is smuggling and transnational trade. We no longer rely on those dirty jobs, but the people below don't think so!"

"Benefits can be shared, but not monopolized. Maki, if I give an order now to stop those dirty jobs, what do you think the people below will think?"

"They will think, is Dongwen going to take all the cake? Are they not going to give us any soup to drink? Are they going to force us to death?"

"You can't convince them by talking about justice, reform, and the trend of the times. They only care about their own interests."

“Only common interests can bring people with different positions together and unite them into an indestructible collective, so that they can develop and prosper together. This is what I did in the past 20 years, and you have seen the results.”

"Maki, don't worry. You are still young. You have the next twenty years. When you inherit my position, you will have plenty of time to achieve your goals."

"I know you hate the Yakuza and gangs. You want to turn the Dongwen Club into what you want it to be. I don't object."

"Maki, I have built this foundation all my life just to give it to you. I will definitely support your decision."

"But, take it slow! Do you understand?"

"Okay, you've been clamoring to learn stronger swordsmanship, haven't you? I asked an old friend to find a teacher for you."

"I've already told the driver the location. You can go and invite him in person tomorrow. Don't be impolite. That's the Menxu Kaichuan of the Shinkage-ryu. The fact that it's recognized by my old friend shows that he's very capable."

"Okay, you can go back first."

Dong Wen Zhenxi nodded somewhat disappointedly, but did not disobey her father's wishes. She stood up, bowed, and turned away gracefully.

Dong Wenjue looked at his daughter's back, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated.

After a long silence, he let out a long breath.

"Maki."

“I hope this will help you grow.”

“I don’t have much time left.”

Chapter 51 Epilogue

This is the end of Volume One.

Let’s talk about something random.

This volume can only be regarded as an introduction. There are many contents that change the settings, which may be a bit boring. Dear readers, please bear with it.

The theme of the second volume is Yakuza, and it will formally introduce the conflict between "ghosts" and "humans". In fact, this is also the core of the story of this book.

I have planned for this book to have eight to ten volumes, with a length of one and a half million words. The volumes will be divided in a unit drama format, with a main line connecting the parts. I have already prepared the outline, so it shouldn't be delayed.

The protagonist's fancy golden fingers, his extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, why he has such high inspiration, how he traveled through time and what is going on with the mirage, all will be explained one by one in the following chapters. These things did not come out of thin air.

The cover is Maki Azuma, a character in the mobile game Fate/A Link. You can check it out if you are interested. However, the Chinese version of this game is no longer popular, and this book will not have any intersection with the plot of the game - this book is not a fan fiction.

That’s all I can think of for now.

If you have any questions, please leave a book review. I can’t read all the posts, but as long as you don’t start by swearing, I will answer them when I see them.

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Chapter 52 Extreme Dao

Japan is a country where gangs are legalized. The reasons for this are complex, but the most far-reaching impact is that after the war, the country was in ruins, with everything in need of reconstruction and the ground full of scars. What followed was the collapse of social order.

The government at that time did not have enough manpower to carry out disaster relief and maintain public order, so it could only entrust it to the local gangs. In ancient times, those people were called "ronin" and "yanyi", similar to the knights-errant in the Celestial Empire. Their members were of varying quality. There might be some people with chivalrous hearts among them, but most of them were just thieves.

This led to the rapid expansion of the Yakuza forces, which fed on the blood and sweat of ordinary people, laid a solid foundation, and became a social phenomenon in Japan.

The four types of organizations, namely, zaibatsu, political parties, social groups, and religions, divide up more than 99 percent of Japan's wealth. The social groups among them refer to the yakuza.

To date, the business scope of the gangs has been infinitely expanded, and their main means of making money are pornography, gambling, drugs, usury, protection fees, etc.

There is a joke - the jobs that make money quickly are clearly written in the law, but they basically do all the jobs written in the law.

This also allowed the gangs to accumulate capital extremely quickly. At the same time, with the help of capital, they were able to grow like a snowball. Even in the 1980s and 1990s when the gangs were at their peak, they overshadowed the state's violent agency - the police.

At that time, two large gangs fought each other for territory, and hundreds of people died, but no police dared to intervene. They were so arrogant.

Later, with the development of the times, the chaebols and the government gradually recovered and regained control of the country. The days of the gangs became more difficult, but they were not at the end of their rope.

Where there are people, there is light; where there is light, there is shadow.

As long as desires still exist in people's hearts, these outlaws will not be eliminated fundamentally.

Today's gangs are no longer as arrogant and unruly as they used to be. They wear suits and ties, have put away their fangs and claws, and mingle with the bureaucracy. In some places, the associations are basically equivalent to the auxiliary police in China. They will maintain public order, provide disaster relief when disasters strike, and do charity. The leaders of the associations often maintain good relations with senior officials of the police station. They will also set up companies, learn to do legitimate business, and pretend to be good citizens on the surface.

But behind the scenes, they did not give up any of their illegal businesses.

Who would be willing to throw away a golden rice bowl that makes a fortune every day?

The Touwenkai ranks among the top three Yakuza organizations in Tokyo, and there are countless medium and small groups relying on the Touwenkai for their livelihood. The Japanese gang structure is a bit like a feudal system, similar to the feudal system of daimyo and city lords in the Warring States Period. Just like the Kowloon Group, which is also the leader of the Tokyo Yakuza, it is composed of nine different groups that formed an alliance and then elected a president to lead the whole group.

The same is true for the Dongwenhui.

The president of the Dongwenhui is Dong Wenjue, and the second in command "Ruotou" is his younger brother Dong Wenyu. These two are the core leaders of the entire Dongwenhui. Thirty years ago, the two brothers came to Tokyo from other places. After long years of fighting and struggling, they finally created a huge Yakuza empire. This legend is talked about with relish among many lower-level Yakuza and is regarded as a role model.

Under Dong Wenjue and Dong Wenyu, the Dongwen Society has many different "families", which are actually smaller gangs. They are dependent on these two people, pay tribute in peacetime, obey orders in wartime, advance and retreat together, and are equivalent to retainers.

This system is also the reason why Dong Wenjue dare not agree with his daughter's opinion - he can't touch the cake of those subordinates.

Large gangs can launder their wealth and use capital to snowball, but those lower-level Yakuza can only make a living by using despicable means.

If you destroy other people's jobs, you are forcing them to rebel. Then the huge Dongwen Association may fall apart. This is no joke.

At the same time that Dong Wenjue was talking to his daughter, in a somewhat remote Japanese-style tea room at the Dong Wenhui’s headquarters, there were many people sitting together.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard. He was a little fat and wore a formal monzuki kimono. His face was about 70% similar to Dong Wenjue.

Japanese people are very immature and like to give people all kinds of weird nicknames. This phenomenon is even more serious in the yakuza.

Many people call the two brothers of the Dongwen family "the poisonous snake and the evil wolf."

The poisonous snake is Dong Wenjue, cunning and vicious.

The evil wolf is Dong Wenyu, greedy and vicious.

This is not just a compliment; these are rare and precious qualities in the underworld.

This middle-aged man with a white face and no beard is the "leader" of the Dongwen Society, Dong Wenyu, the Wolf of Dongwen.

There was a radio-like object in front of Dong Wenyu. The tea room was now silent, with only the sound of conversation mixed with electronic sounds coming from the object.

"Don't worry, you are still young, you have the next twenty years to inherit my position."

"I know you hate the Yakuza and gangs. You want to turn the Dongwen Club into what you want it to be. I don't object."

"Maki, I have built this foundation all my life just to give it to you. I will definitely support your decision."

“Take it step by step.”

It was Dong Wenjue’s voice.

Dong Wenyu sat there with an expressionless face. When the sound became just messy electronic noise, he clapped his hands hard and smashed the speaker to pieces.

The loud noise caused echoes in the tea room and made the people sitting below look at each other in confusion.

"Did you hear everything?"

Dong Wenyu's voice was a little hoarse and a little cold.

"Everyone here is a leader of a group, and you have your own brothers and sisters under you. You know where your money comes from, right?"

"The smuggling business has always been controlled by Big Brother himself. 80% of the Dongwenhui's business is under the name of Big Brother and our [Big Miss]."

"Ban those dirty jobs. Oh, that sounds good."

"If this is really done, my brother will not be affected at all. He will be able to clean up his act and become an entrepreneur, a tycoon, and a celebrity. But what about everyone here?"

"The source of income you depend on for survival has been cut off. What are you going to do?"

Dong Wenyu looked around with a gloomy look, then suddenly stood up and looked down at the people present.

These are all cadres of the Eastern Culture Association. They have many "brothers" under them and are the backbone of the Eastern Culture Association.

"You don't expect that Big Brother will still care about your life or death at that time!"

"Think about it! That's the most ruthless Dongwen Snake! He's not a nice guy who's nostalgic for old times!"

"When the time comes, he will want to kick all of you who are the stains on him away. It will be good enough if you don't add insult to injury!"

"By then, what will a group of Yakuza who are forbidden to do dirty work do?"

"You can't open a casino and use tricks to rip off the fat sheep, you can't force those prostitutes to join the custom shops, you can't sell powder to collect protection fees, you can't pick fights, besides these, what else can you do?!"

"You can only die in poverty, or smile at those who used to look up to you and do odd jobs to make a living. You have worked hard for half your life to be able to sit here. Don't you want such a peaceful old age?"

Dong Wenyu smiled sarcastically, and his words carried a kind of inciting power.

"I! Don't! Want to!"

"I can't tolerate my financial resources being cut off, I can't tolerate a little girl sitting on my head and giving me orders, and I can't tolerate the biggest piece of cake being eaten up by my eldest brother."

"Call it treason or rebellion, I don't care."