Chapter 102: Heaven-Shocking Secret Below

  "Why did you want to kill him?"

  "He stole an important document, and we received orders to kill him at all costs and retrieve that document."

  "Is he killed by you now?"

  "Killed."

  "Have you found that document?"

  No.

  "I frowned and continued to ask: Was that document stolen by him in your Japan?"

  Don't say that, you'll ruin our big deal.

  "My expression turned cold, my eyes filled with murderous intent, I turned back to face Kijima Ichirō and said in a chilly tone: If you don't want to end up like him, then shut your mouth, or else I'll make you wish you were dead."

  Yoshikawa Ichirō's whole body trembled and he tightly shut his mouth, no longer making a sound.

  "You go on."

  "That document was lost by one of your high-ranking officials in China."

  My eyebrows furrowed even tighter, my expression growing colder. I already had a rough idea of what was going on. This high-ranking official was selling out the country and for some reason, that master thief had stolen this confidential document from him. That's why he notified the Japanese, to find the file and silence the person.

  "Tell me who that official is? My voice was full of murderous intent."

  "I don't know, I just received orders to complete the task."

  I stood up and walked towards Yoshikawa Ichirō: You don't know, but I think someone should.

  As he stood up, his arm swung lightly, and the pale blue dagger slit his throat.

  "Who is that high-ranking official?"

  "Yoshikawa Ichiro had his mouth shut, but I saw a glimmer of fear in his eyes."

  I smiled slightly: As long as you're willing to talk, I'll let you go, and them too.

  "He pointed at the Black Dragon Society members who were being held at gunpoint by his brothers."

  Yoshikawa Ichirō's expression relaxed a bit, and he hesitated for a moment before saying: "I'm telling you, are you really letting me go?

  "Of course, we Chinese people never regret what we say."

  Yoshikawa Ichirō looked at his subordinates, a flash of venomous light in his eyes: Let me go if you can, but don't let them go.

  "Huh? I found his words strange and asked: Aren't they your subordinates, why should I kill them?"

  Yoshikawa Ichirō shook his head: "They're not my underlings, they were sent by my father. If I spill the beans and go back, they'll definitely tell my father about it. Even though I'm his son, I'd still be killed according to gang rules."

  "It's no wonder it's an international large-scale gang, really ruthless, even their own sons who break the gang rules will be put to death."

  "After finishing speaking, I waved my hand at the brothers under me."

  Bang!

  Bang!

  "Bang!"

  Several gunshots rang out, and the heads of several black dragon society members who were dressed as thugs burst forth with a splatter of blood flowers. Fresh blood mixed with brain matter flowed down from the bullet holes, their eyes wide with incredulity staring at their young master, before they softly fell to the ground.

  "Alright, I've taken care of them, you can speak now."

  Yoshikawa Ichirō's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally he steeled himself: He is your provincial governor Wei Guoqiang.

  "What? I stood up in surprise, what a coincidence, it was actually him."

  "I didn't expect that because of Uncle Liu's matter, it would involve so many things. This thing is getting more and more complicated."

  "I said to Shen Bing: Kill him."

  "Yoshikawa Ichirō's body shook at my words, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: Didn't you promise me that as long as I said it, you wouldn't kill me? Why don't you keep your promise?"

  I narrowed my eyes slightly and smiled wryly: because you are Japanese, and you are also my enemy, how could I possibly let you go?

  "You're really an idiot, actually believing what an enemy says. Remember that if there's a next life, don't easily believe anyone's words."