Guoyun: My system rests with the country

Mitsuka Kenta is the head of the finance department of the Yamai group. Although he receives a salary in the gang, Mitsuka Kenta does not think that he is the same as other Yakuza who are mixed in the underworld.

Every day, like other employees of serious financial companies, he is dressed in suits and leather shoes, well-dressed and very formal.

Although his work involves finance, it is different from ordinary financial models.

Arriving at the company in the morning, Mitsuka Kenta touched the reception lady's ass, then turned and entered his office.

Soon a subordinate staff submitted to him the financial statements for this month.

Mitsuka Kenta watched carefully, and soon discovered one of the problems.

"What's the matter with the arrears of 800 million Sakura coins? Doesn't the other party know that the Shanjing group's money cannot be owed?"

The subordinate hurriedly explained: "The other party is a widowed mother and daughter. The husband has already been dealt with by the casino because of bad gambling and owed money. He has been thrown from the bridge into the sea. The 800 million is the remaining debt."

"Asshole, how do you do things? The company's money counts for every penny, and the mother and daughter must find a way to pay back the money."

"Hi! Our people have already gone to urge them. They don't have much to sell at home. Now there is really no way to even out this month's accounts. This gap..."

Kenta Mitsuka stood up, slapped his subordinates left and right, and slapped four times. The person who was slapped had dark red blood in his nose, but he didn't dare to wipe it off. He lowered his head and let the blood flow, waiting for his boss to teach him a lesson.

"We are responsible for the gang's finances. This is our trust. There are so many members who need to be paid every month. They work hard for the club. How can you allow arrears to happen? This is not to live up to other people's expectations. !

The 800 million arrears must be repaid in full, not even a penny less!Let the people from the violent gang come forward, and if the mother and daughter don't raise enough money tomorrow, let them go to the company to make a film to pay off the debt! "

"Hi, got it!"

……

When it was time to get off work, Kenta Mitsuka took the elevator to the underground garage and was going to take a break with his lover.

Thinking of that young and fiery carcass, Kenta Mitsuka even stepped a little lightly.

As soon as he got to the car door, he suddenly froze, as if he had seen a ghost and dared not move.

In his carotid artery, there was actually a sharp knife floating, a fish-killing knife.

For the first time, Mitsuka Kenta regretted what he had done. He thought it was some unjust soul who was forced to death by him to come to collect debts, swallowed his saliva, and even wanted to kneel down and beg the god for mercy.

Slight footsteps came from behind, and before Mitsuka Kenta had time to turn his head, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his eyes darkened and he passed out.

When he woke up, he found himself locked in a huge iron cage.

This is a closed room with colorful and old tiles on the surrounding walls. When you calm down and listen carefully, it seems that you can hear the sound of the machine turning.

And beside him, there were four similar iron cages, several people inside were facing the sky, and Kenta Mitsuka knew all of them.

Kenro Moribe, who is in charge of the drug trade, Hinata Takayama, who is in charge of arms smuggling, Takumi Hatsuyama, who is in charge of casinos, and Moriichiro Hiratsu, who is in charge of gang money laundering.

These people were obviously injected with some kind of medicine. If it weren't for the slightly heaving chest, Mitsuka Kenta would have thought that the other party was dead.

Mitsuka Kenta grabbed the cage and shook it vigorously, shouting for help, until his voice was hoarse and there was no response, then he gave up.

Looking at the heads of other departments who were still unconscious in the cage next to him, Mitsuka Kenta couldn't help but feel scared.

Including himself, a total of five important department heads were arrested. This is an action taken by the other party deliberately targeting the Shanjing group.

The Yamai Group has a huge influence in the Sakura Country. Although most of the individuals or forces who offended the Yamai Group have been uprooted over the years, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net and wait for an opportunity to retaliate against the Yamai Group.

I don't know how long it took, Mitsuka Kenta fell asleep again in the iron cage, and was awakened by loud shouts.

"Where is this place, who dares to target our Shanjing group."

"Baga, when I get out, I'm going to gather people to find this guy and make a human flesh torch."

"Hey, Mitsuka-san, are you awake, now is not the time to sleep!"

Kenta Mitsuka turned over from the cage, grabbed the iron cage and asked the rest of the people.

Some of these people were shocked by electric shocks in a sauna, some lost consciousness after eating in an izakaya, and some lost control of the steering wheel while driving and crashed into a lamppost and were injured and unconscious.

It's as if someone suddenly yanked the steering wheel.

Kenta Mitsuka thought of that volleying sharp knife, and his heart felt like falling into an ice cave. The opponent's methods were so weird, this time he met a big enemy.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

Mitsuka Kenta and others grabbed the iron cage and looked out from the gap, wanting to see who was so bold as to touch the key members of the Mitsui group.

The clogs rubbed against the ground, making a rattling sound, as if the drums from hell were stepping on everyone's hearts.

With a creak, the rusty iron door was pushed open.

A head with two horns, white eyes, red eyes, bloody teeth, and a ferocious grimace appeared in front of everyone.

Mitsuka Kenta and the others exclaimed in fright, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that this person was wearing a ghost mask from a Noh play.

"Hey, who are you, pretending to be a ghost, let me out quickly."

"I'm Takayama Hinata from the Yamai-gumi. Believe it or not, I'm going to blow up your whole family."

"Ba Ga, hide your head and show your tail, take off the mask and let me see your true face."

The long-haired man wearing a Prajna mask didn't say much, he took out a notebook from his pocket, and read in a rough voice:

"Kenro Moribe, on April 4 this year, you drugged the female high school student Chidai Lisa in a bar, and arranged for people to have sex with her in turn, and then you drove Ueno Sho, who came to look for her daughter, and beat Chidai. Lisa's father, Sho Ueno, drowned by pushing himself into the toilet."

"On September 9 last year, Naoya Nagato, the owner of the izakaya, refused to sell drugs in his store. You led a gang into Naoya Naoto's home, detained his whole family with scotch tape, and directed the violence in front of Naoya Nagato. The regiment raped his wife and daughter and took videos for 8 hours."

"..."

The rough and hoarse voice under the mask carefully narrated the evil deeds Moribe Kenro had done over the years, one by one.

"Takero Moribe, in just the past three years, as many as 68 people died directly or indirectly because of you, don't you have any regrets!"

"Shut up!" Moribe Kenro jumped on the side of the cage, grabbed the iron railing and said angrily at the ghost-masked man: "So what if I did these things? I was originally in charge of the drug business in the organization. It's more cruel and cruel than this." I don’t know how many excessive things have been done, so what do you want!”

"You better let me out, or let me die!"

"Otherwise, you can only pray that I don't find you and your family, otherwise you can imagine what will happen to your family, hahahaha"

The rest of the people in the cage also clamored, threatening the masked man with extremely cruel and bloody words.

Whether these people are selling drugs, smuggling arms, or operating casinos to lend usury, they have already done all evil things.

Faced with the accusation, there was no trace of remorse at all.

At this time, the man wearing the Prajna mask suddenly babbled and sang softly, leaning against the edge of the iron gate and knelt still, as if the place he was in was not a secret room, but a solemn stage.

The sudden change made everyone in the iron cage feel a little uneasy. The masked man in front of him seemed to be insane. Wearing a mask, he paced slowly and slowly in the small space between the iron cage and the iron gate, turning around, spinning, and more. What is surprising is that the other party is obviously a long-haired man, but he actually showed a kind of resolute sadness.

In the legend of Sakura Country, the evil spirit formed by strong resentment is called Prajna.

The person wearing the Prajna ghost mask in front of him dances in a terrifying, weird, and imaginative manner according to the rhythm of the Noh play, as if he is calling from a real ghost.

The wraiths in Noh are not used to scare people, but to arouse people's fear and awe of life!
There are no doors and windows in the secret room, but the people in the iron cage have goosebumps. The person wearing the Prajna ghost mask in front of him has already completed the performance and stepped back and slowly called the curtain.

The mask on his face looked at the crowd.

Several backbones of the Yamai-gumi in the iron cage suddenly remembered a famous quote from Noh:

Great grief is not crying and wailing, but a slightly trembling mask hidden above grief.