Chapter 286 Thin Skin Hearse
Chen Jue went downstairs as if no one was around. As soon as he arrived at the hotel lobby, he found that the front desk staff had long left and even the hotel door was blocked and closed.
The gunshots just now were so sudden, and it would have been strange if the hotel security didn't come to check.
Looking at the empty front desk again, Chen Jue roughly guessed that this hot spring hotel should also be an industry controlled by gangsters, otherwise they would not have dispersed the people in the hotel so easily.
I walked slowly to the tall floor-to-ceiling glass door at the entrance of the hotel lobby and pushed it gently. The originally locked door made a creaking sound of squeezing and friction.
This kind of floor-to-ceiling glass door is made of tempered glass. After Chen Jue pushed it, there was a loud "bang" sound, and the whole glass door exploded. Even cracks spread all over the door, and finally, under Chen Jue's light push, the huge glass weighing hundreds of pounds fell to the ground, and glass shards flew everywhere.
"What a waste of time!" Chen Jue couldn't help but complain. He took out a few bundles of Japanese yen from the box and threw them on the ground, as compensation for the hotel's repair fees.
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Just as Chen Jue pushed open the glass door and planned to leave the hotel and find another place to rest, dozens of business cars were parked on the slope halfway up the mountain, less than a hundred meters away from the hotel entrance.
The vehicles were surrounded by densely packed armed thugs. The vice-chairman of the Matsuba Society, Jiro Inuzuka, was currently chatting with another beautiful woman in one of the Toyota Century vehicles.
The woman was wearing a black suit. Although she was dressed like a man, it still couldn't hide her plump and hot figure.
"Ms. Kawashima, how long will it take to deal with your people?"
"Our president has been waiting for a reply! If there is no , I will let my men handle it." Inuzuka Jiro glanced at the beautiful woman next to him. He thought that the Black Dragon Group must be crazy to send such a vase to deal with such a serious emergency.
"Mr. Vice President, my three men are the most elite members of the Black Dragon Group. I estimate that we can capture the enemy alive in a few minutes. Please be patient." Kawashima Minako had a blank expression on her face and seemed extremely calm, but there was a flash of disgust in her eyes.
Because of her pretty face and figure, she often encountered malicious looks in the gang circle.
However, at this moment, she did not focus on such trivial matters, but kept counting the time on her watch.
Judging from the speed of the Black Dragon Clan's assassination members, this time should be enough to deal with the target.
After all, according to the information from the Matsuba Kai, there was only one target in the hotel, and sending out three assassination members was a huge waste of manpower in Minako Kawashima's eyes.
Because every assassination member of the Black Dragon Clan is an elite who has experienced many battles and is well-known even in the dark web.
If this matter had not been related to the long-term cooperation project between the Black Dragon Group and the Matsuba Society, the chairman of the Black Dragon Group would not have personally sent his most capable subordinate, Minako Kawashima, over and assigned her three assassination members.
However, just as the two were talking, a very loud and crisp noise came from the direction of the hotel. When Inuzuka Jiro heard it, he frowned and asked, "What's the noise?"
A henchman came running over and reported, "Master Inuzuka, the door of the hotel collapsed for some reason. The target came out of the hotel carrying Team Leader Haruta's suitcase and is approaching this side!"
"Oh? The target is the only one?"
"Miss Kawashima, it seems that the so-called elite members you sent are nothing more than this." Upon hearing this, Inuzuka Jiro first sneered at Kawashima Minako, whose face changed drastically, and then waved his hand nonchalantly at his men and ordered: "Go! Bring that man here. If he dares to resist, kill him directly. Be careful not to damage the things in the box."
"Hi!"
The group of Matsubakai members guarding the slope began to move, running towards the hotel on the slope one after another.
Minako Kawashima, who was sitting in the car, was digesting the news and was horrified, "Impossible! Just one target, and all three assassination members failed?"
"Could it be that they encountered a master who is more powerful than them?"
Just as the two gang leaders in the car were thinking about their own things, intensive gunfire suddenly rang out from above the ramp, and it was obvious that the enemy and our side were exchanging fire.
But if you listen carefully, you will find that there are various screams mixed in with the gunshots.
However, the originally dense gunfire began to become sparse inexplicably, and finally, it took less than a minute from the sporadic gunfire to a complete cessation.
"Miss Kawashima, listen, the gunfire outside has stopped! It seems that the elite assassination methods advocated by your Black Dragon Group are still no match for the human wave tactics of our Matsuba Society."
"It's better to let us, the Matsuba Society, handle the subsequent interrogation." Inuzuka Jiro, who was sitting in the car, listened to the noise outside and finally showed a confident smile. In his opinion, the small elite strategy pursued by the Black Dragon Group was not worth mentioning at all.
Traditional gangs value strength in numbers, just like the idea of giant ships and cannons that their gangs advocate; the larger the scale, the more influence they can create.
"I am not as skilled as you, so I have to admit defeat. After we have interrogated this group of people and found out their specific situation, I hope Lord Inuzuka will take care and share the information with our Black Dragon Group." Minako Kawashima resisted the urge to get angry and forced a smile at the guy next to her.
"Don't worry, Miss Kawashima. Our president has repeatedly stressed the need to maintain good relations with your Black Dragon Group. We will reveal any intelligence to you as soon as possible." Inuzuka Jiro was feeling rather high-spirited at the moment. He felt that completing the task assigned by the boss was only one aspect. Being able to suppress the Black Dragon Group on the scene would give him more capital to brag to the big guys in the circle in the future.
What Jiro Inuzuka didn't expect was that after the gunfire stopped for several minutes, none of his men came to report the situation. Although he was originally in a good mood, he began to feel that something was wrong.
At this moment, a dark figure carrying a box slowly approached on the ramp outside the Toyota Century. Inuzuka Jiro thought it was one of his men, so he quickly rolled down the window and said to the figure impatiently: "Bagaahu! What are you dithering for? Bring the things over here!"
"Where is that man? Was he killed or captured alive?"
As soon as Inuzuka Jiro finished speaking, the figure in the dark quickly walked to the car door and put his hand on the handle.
Immediately afterwards, a loud "bang" sounded without warning in Jiro Inuzuka's ears, and the two people sitting in the car felt the car body shake violently. The entire door of this Toyota Century was forcibly torn off by the outstretched hand!
Then, with a clang, the car door was thrown heavily onto the road, and the young man who tore open the car door muttered, "Sure enough, the Japanese cars are of poor quality! What rubbish workmanship, the car cover is so thin?"
"With such a poor safety factor, there are still a lot of people paying extra to buy it. Aren't they afraid that the hearse will drift?"
