Rebirth of Japan's Sekiro Legacy

Chapter 351 I am from the Sinicization Group
Tokyo, Shibuya.

In the presidential suite on the top floor of the Baccano Hotel, not far from the Hachiko statue.

Morita Enzo's crotch was soaked, exuding an unpleasant smell, and the trousers were still dripping.

His body was floating in mid-air, and his toes were eight centimeters above the ground.

The suite was in a mess, with blood everywhere.

"It stinks... Is the boss of the extremists also at this level?"

The man in the peaked cap waved his hand in disgust, throwing Morita Hitozo hard against the wall.

Under the impact, Morita Enzo coughed violently, his fat face like a pig's head trembled like water waves.

Seeing the man walking towards him slowly, Morita Enzo, who was covered in blood, backed away desperately, pressing bloody handprints one after another on the floor with his fat palms.

He has been tortured for half an hour.

"Wait, wait, ahem, I have something to say! I have something to say!"

"Easy?" The man stepped on Morita Enzo's face, "Where is the person I want?"

"This matter is already being handled, please give me two more days, cough...Mr. Gu Chuan, please accommodate me for a few more days..."

"Mr. Morita, I treat you as a friend, don't you think we don't value our friendship that much?"

The man slowly increased the strength on his feet, twisting his heels, but his tone was surprisingly gentle.

"Do you know, Morita-san, I especially like a writer named Lu Xun, he has a saying that 'wasting other people's time is equal to murdering money', Morita-san knows that a friend's time is very precious...you Are you willing to harm me?"

He seemed to enjoy Morita Enzo's painful expression, as well as the panting that gradually became thicker and heavier.

Seeing the fat pig below him writhing like a maggot but unable to escape, watching the blood squeeze out from the fat pig's mouth and nose as it was crushed... all this gave him a different kind of pleasure.

He is such a person, the pain of others is the spiritual food for him to live, without blood and pain, he is like a fish without water.

"Let, let me make a call..." Morita Enzo struggled to squeeze out the words, "Just now... I have already sent someone to find the girl's father..."

Hearing this, Gu Chuan slowly raised his feet, but that was only to the extent that Morita Enzo could breathe, and a pair of shiny leather shoes still stayed on Morita Enzo's head.

"Remember, a friend's time is very precious..." He smiled softly.

... * ...

The gangster went deep into the alley, the lights flickered on and off, he looked around, and suddenly woke up.

"Strange, how did I come here... Where was that voice just now?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a sudden glimpse of a figure.

The gangsters were taken aback, although they were not afraid of being seen beating Xingyuan Daisuke, but once someone called the police, it would be a little troublesome.

"Hey, stop!"

He picked up his stick and chased after him.

However, just as he rushed to the corner, the fist that suddenly appeared in his field of vision rapidly grew larger.

A heavy punch hit him in the face, followed by an elbow by Arakawa Nozomi, which caused him such pain that he temporarily lost the strength to speak.

At the same time, shouts came from the front, and the other gangsters also noticed something was wrong.

The boss has been away for so long but still hasn't come back, what happened?
But when they arrived at the place, there was no one in sight except for the baseball bat that fell on the ground.

"Strange, where did Yuichi go?"

"I guess you left first?"

"Hey, don't all of you come here, come and watch that bastard!"

The footsteps gradually faded away.

"How about it, can you still speak, obviously the companion is right below."

On the roof, the gangster leader felt the cold muzzle of the gun being pressed against the back of his head.

——This is a real guy!

"You, which group are you from?" the gangster spoke while holding back the pain.

Arakawa was taken aback for a moment, probably treating himself like someone from another organization.

But this is just right...

"I am the killer of the Sinicization Team. I give you a piece of advice. Don't look back. Anyone who sees my true face will die."

As he said that, Nozomi Arakawa deliberately opened the insurance slowly, so as to increase the pressure on the gangster leader.

"I'm not here to kill people today, answer me a few questions, and you can survive without looking back..." Arakawa Wang said, "I heard that your boss is looking for a little girl, why?"

"I, I have never heard of the Chinese organization. Who are you?"

"Don't answer questions with questions!"

Nozomi Arakawa punched the gangster's leader's left arm from behind, but he didn't expect this guy to be able to chatter when he was pointed at by a gun.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Pay attention, how you want to roll is your business, but if you turn around and see me... you will die." Arakawa Wang said, "I said, my task is not to kill people, but to spy on information, by the way I haven't maintained the gun for a while, the longer you delay, the higher the possibility of misfire."

"Anyway, if I say it, you will kill me!" The gangster gritted his teeth, "I won't say it!"

"Then there's no way."

Nozomi Arakawa retreated gradually, pulled the trigger when he reached the edge of the platform, and shot the gangster leader four times in a row.

The gangster leader staggered forward two steps and then fell to the ground, but he was still alive.Nozomi Arakawa avoided his vital point.

His body was turned over by Nozomi Arakawa, and his eyes were trampled before he recovered from the darkened vision caused by the shooting.

Then the cold water entered his mouth.

"Is it better?" Arakawa Wang said and put away the wound medicine gourd.

The gangster didn't answer, but he did feel much better. The water just now healed his injuries.

"Just recover. I'll let you know what it means to be in pain. You'll beg me to kill you later."

Nozomi Arakawa covered his head with the gangster's coat, and was about to stab the wound with a shuriken chariot when the phone rang from inside the yellow coat.

"no, do not want!"

The gangster wanted to snatch the phone, but was kicked to the ground by Momo Arakawa, and then his head was stepped on, and he couldn't even turn his head slightly.

The bell continued to ring, and it seemed that it would not stop until it was connected.

"Come on, let me see."

Nozomi Arakawa took out his cell phone from his coat, and looked at it: "Oh, note 'Team Leader Morita', your boss called you!"

However, the gangster could only make some sad nasal sounds. At this moment, his chin was firmly pressed against the ground, and he couldn't even speak, let alone speak.

"It's better for you to answer the phone," Arakawa looked at the gangster leader, "I know what you are worried about, your life, and your family, right? Don't worry, if I really want to kill you, why bother?" Do you want to prevent you from seeing my face? You just need to talk with peace of mind, otherwise, I will let you take a good look at what I look like, understand?"

Saying that, Nozomi Arakawa raised his feet slightly, leaving room for his head to move.

The gangster seemed to have figured it out, and nodded.

Indeed, if you really want to kill someone, why not see your face?

The dead are always the best keepers of secrets.

"very good."

Nozomi Arakawa nodded in satisfaction, then shortly held the phone to the gangster's ear, and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the phone was connected, there was a burst of cursing from inside.

"You bastard! Why did it take you so long to answer the phone? Have you figured it out? Don't tell me you're fucking a woman!"

"No, nothing." The gangster apologized humbly, "That man has already said that he will be delivered tomorrow."

"It's better to be like this, otherwise you will die!" The other party cut off the call first.

(End of this chapter)