The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system
Chapter 123 Red and White Showdown
In this world, there are real people with supernatural abilities-this is not an urban legend, they really exist.
At the same time, each country also has corresponding superhuman organizations.
The "Guild" in the United States, the "Clock Tower Attendant" in the United Kingdom, the "Paris Commune" in France, the "Red October" in Russia...
Apart from the supernatural organizations created by the government, the above supernatural organizations are all independent of the government, and even exist against the government.
Among them, "Red October" in Russia not only has several powerful people with supernatural powers, but also has joined forces with the local mafia "Moscow Hotel" in recent years.
Regarding the cooperation between "Red October" and "Moscow Hotel", the most difficult thing is the "White Tsar", which is also a Russian supernatural organization.
It is impossible for each country to have only one supernatural organization. Just like the silent battlefield of commerce, superhuman organizations also have their own competition.
It's just that the "competition" of these superpowers is not as simple as silent gunpowder.
Their solutions are all real battles.
Katsch, who belonged to the "Moscow Hotel", was naturally united with the "Red October" and fought against the "White Tsar".
It's just that in the mouths of the people of "Red October" and "Moscow Hotel", they never properly called the organization name of the White Tsar——
"Is it a white bandit again?"
On the outskirts of Moscow, a few pinches of white powder fell on the snow, and on the other side of the powder, there were two fallen people wearing thick cotton coats.
There were several gun holes on the back of the cotton-padded jacket, and bright red blood was bubbling out, but it quickly condensed on the snow, mixing with the melting ice and snow to form snow blood.
The blond man at the front stretched out his hand, and the fingertips of the fingerless glove touched the powder on the snow, lit up a dab, and put it in his mouth together with Jingjing Snowflake.
His stern face merged with the bitter cold wind. He shook his hands and stood up, looking at the wounded who had missed a vital hit and was lying on the ground panting continuously.
"There is no need for medical treatment."
As he said that, the blond man drew his gun and shot them twice in the back.
The regulations of the "Moscow Hotel": Once a person who sells, transports, or transports drugs is found on the site, they will be dealt with directly on the spot.
Two gunshots of bang bang once again alarmed the birds in the forest on the outskirts.
"May God forgive you."
......
"There were three of them, and the one who escaped took a lot of drugs."
Although the snow can block the footprints,
But unlike a rainstorm, even the smell can be washed away together.
In the dimly lit room, the flames in the fireplace are dancing on the pine branches, and the whole room has a light fragrance of green pine, which makes people relax unconsciously.
The blond man lowered his head slightly, and asked the leader of the "Moscow Hotel" for instructions: "Captain, please allow me to set out to pursue."
The woman in the crimson coat looked at the report on the table, and faced one of the newcomers who wrote "...Mr. Said, Mr. Gorenko has not closed his eyes for three days." These two words nodded his fingertips.
"Cheka..." Balalaika supported her forehead and touched the uneven scar on her skin, "You can relax a little bit on yourself."
"No need." The young man called Cheka refused. He seemed to realize that his answer was too absolute after he spoke, and added: "I have planned my rest time well, please don't worry."
Balalaika: …
Where did this kid get his workaholic temper?Could it be infected by Vladimir?
......
"Mr. Igor, does Mr. Gorenko often do this...'putting your life on the line'?" The newcomer at the Moscow hotel wore a thick felt hat and didn't take it off when he went indoors.
"Did you take the risk?" Igor, who was following along to intercept the drug transporter, recalled what Katschi's behavior could be called taking the risk.
The whole operation went smoothly. After receiving the report from the intelligence personnel, the army went out. The suspicious personnel ignored the three warnings from the Moscow hotel, and he finally shot and knocked them down. Finally, it was confirmed that the delivery was drugs, and Katsch himself shot dead them.
Where is the dangerous behavior?
The question mark in Igor's eyes was too obvious, and the puzzled newcomer quickly stretched out his finger and licked it through the air.
——It was the scene where Mr. Gorenko tried drugs!
this!
Igor showed a dazed expression.
Ah, this... He himself was shocked when he saw it for the first time, but he didn't expect to be used to it now.
As a senior, Igor explained to the newcomers:
"Katschi's supernatural power is flame - it is not ignited out of thin air, but a flame generated in the body, so after Katschi tried the drug, the flame in his body would quickly burn and decompose the drug. Likewise, common poisons and germs don't work on Katsch."
"Is it so powerful..." The newcomer was shocked, "Isn't that invulnerable to all poisons?"
"Well, it's right in theory?" Igor recalled when he just came here.
In modern times, Katsch is ubiquitous...
"But I'm afraid that this guy will break his body by himself."
"Hey?"
"Our 'Cheka' is too desperate. As far as I know, he has not closed his eyes and rested for three days." And no one persuaded him.
"..."
"It's amazing." The newcomer, who was poor at words, could only give the most unpretentious compliment.
......
"Mr. Katsch Moriskevich Gorenko." Before the boarding gate, the staff inspected the passport of the blond man, checked the ID photo and his appearance, and finally stamped the passport, " I wish you a pleasant journey."
"Thank you." Taking the passport, the blond man walked towards the cabin.
The Ministry of Intelligence identified the escaped drug transporter. He took a train from St. Petersburg to the western city under a pseudonym, and changed several times. Finally, he traveled at the western port, and his destination was Yokohama, Japan.
Since he loves to run away so much, it's better to intercept him in Yokohama.
After consulting Balalaika, Katsch bought a plane ticket.
Departing from Moscow at 16:[-] p.m., with many stops on the way, it will take [-]:[-] a.m. the next day to arrive at Narita International Airport in Japan, which is close to [-] hours of flight, and the public area is not suitable for office work (even if it is first class) …
So Katsch quickly adjusted the seat after boarding the plane, pulled down the curtain, and posted a handwritten note outside the curtain:
"Ms/Sir, flight attendant, hello.
I am very tired, please do not wake me if I fall asleep during the service.The same goes for meal times, I brought my own bread and water, so don't worry.
Hope you have a nice day.
- a traveler"
The phone set an alarm clock for eleven o'clock the next day, and gave myself four or ten minutes to wake up.
After sleeping for these 16 hours, he will have enough rest for the next five days.Five days was enough for him to catch the white bandit who was transporting drugs in the Moscow hotel grounds.
Cover with a blanket, put on a blindfold, and fall asleep.
......
After getting out of Narita Airport, Katschi pulled the suitcase and opened it in the back room of a public toilet.The interior of the suitcase is equipped with anti-sensing electronic equipment, because of this...
Skillfully assembled the dismantled Walter parts, stuffed them into the hem of his clothes, selected a few magazines and put them in the cuffs, waist, and ankles in turn.
...to get through the security check at the airport.
Japan's Shinkansen does not have security checks, so there is nothing wrong with carrying a gun. Katsch does not plan to take the suitcase to Yokohama.
Luggage storage at the airport is too expensive, and Katschi has already booked it. It is two kilometers away from Narita Airport
A luggage storage point in , where modified small suitcases are stored.
At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, he arrived in Yokohama.
According to intelligence, the Yun.Drug White Bandit will arrive in three days.
This white bandit was considered smart. He knew that it was difficult to escape the supervision of the Moscow Hotel and Red October in Russia, so he quickly fled abroad.
And the port of Yokohama...it is said to be occupied by the local mafia, and they even call themselves the "port mafia". Isn't it a satire of the government's incompetence?
Yokohama was divided out as a leased area. It was clearly its own land, but it could not garrison troops. This gave foreigners a lot of opportunities to take advantage of.
Various local forces in Yokohama also rose up, and finally the port mafia defeated many competitors and obtained the ownership of the port.
The government is reluctant to take action on the port, probably because it is better to be controlled by the domestic mafia than to be occupied by foreign organizations. The government has never imposed sanctions on the port mafia.
The Moscow hotel has no cooperation with the port mafia, and they only know some information on the market.
Speaking of the latest news about Hong Kong and Black...was there a new leader two years ago?
Katschi took out his mobile phone in his pocket and asked the Ministry of Intelligence to send a copy of the information on Hong Kong gangsters.
Although he didn't think that his actions this time would have anything to do with Hong Kong gangsters, just in case, it's better to get to know more about it.
Not long after the idea appeared, Katsch, who wandered around the port at night to survey the terrain, was "forced" to have an intersection with the port mafia.
"Don't move! We are members of the port mafia!" Two monkey-like men with skinny cheeks stood in front of Katschi, one holding a gun, and the other making mocking expressions.
Katsch: "..."
There are a lot of foreign tourists in Yokohama, and the blond man who is alone is regarded as a tourist alone at night.
Even the tour guides would say not to go out alone at night, but many tourists would run out of the hotel in the middle of the night without listening to dissuasion.
To blackmail such tourists, even if the tourists go to the embassy to complain afterwards, the Japanese government will use the excuse that "the leased area is not under our jurisdiction".
After trying a few times and confirming that there was no trouble finding the door, the gangsters under the port mafia happily engaged in robbery and extortion.
Katsch: Counting carefully, this is the first time in my life that I was robbed.How do you say that word, first.experience?
"Hey, are you scared stupid?" The skinny monkey with the gun took a step forward, shaking the gun to give himself courage.
Katsch: It's getting dark, isn't it time for dinner?
"Our patience has a limit! Don't be ignorant!"
Another thin monkey raised his hand and waved it, as if to hit someone.
Hearing this, the corners of the blond man's lips raised slightly, and his face was blurred by the street lights.
"...It's not good here, it's bad to be seen by others."
The author has something to say: Our Cheka
is a hard working workaholic
Has a black belly without knowing it
At the same time, each country also has corresponding superhuman organizations.
The "Guild" in the United States, the "Clock Tower Attendant" in the United Kingdom, the "Paris Commune" in France, the "Red October" in Russia...
Apart from the supernatural organizations created by the government, the above supernatural organizations are all independent of the government, and even exist against the government.
Among them, "Red October" in Russia not only has several powerful people with supernatural powers, but also has joined forces with the local mafia "Moscow Hotel" in recent years.
Regarding the cooperation between "Red October" and "Moscow Hotel", the most difficult thing is the "White Tsar", which is also a Russian supernatural organization.
It is impossible for each country to have only one supernatural organization. Just like the silent battlefield of commerce, superhuman organizations also have their own competition.
It's just that the "competition" of these superpowers is not as simple as silent gunpowder.
Their solutions are all real battles.
Katsch, who belonged to the "Moscow Hotel", was naturally united with the "Red October" and fought against the "White Tsar".
It's just that in the mouths of the people of "Red October" and "Moscow Hotel", they never properly called the organization name of the White Tsar——
"Is it a white bandit again?"
On the outskirts of Moscow, a few pinches of white powder fell on the snow, and on the other side of the powder, there were two fallen people wearing thick cotton coats.
There were several gun holes on the back of the cotton-padded jacket, and bright red blood was bubbling out, but it quickly condensed on the snow, mixing with the melting ice and snow to form snow blood.
The blond man at the front stretched out his hand, and the fingertips of the fingerless glove touched the powder on the snow, lit up a dab, and put it in his mouth together with Jingjing Snowflake.
His stern face merged with the bitter cold wind. He shook his hands and stood up, looking at the wounded who had missed a vital hit and was lying on the ground panting continuously.
"There is no need for medical treatment."
As he said that, the blond man drew his gun and shot them twice in the back.
The regulations of the "Moscow Hotel": Once a person who sells, transports, or transports drugs is found on the site, they will be dealt with directly on the spot.
Two gunshots of bang bang once again alarmed the birds in the forest on the outskirts.
"May God forgive you."
......
"There were three of them, and the one who escaped took a lot of drugs."
Although the snow can block the footprints,
But unlike a rainstorm, even the smell can be washed away together.
In the dimly lit room, the flames in the fireplace are dancing on the pine branches, and the whole room has a light fragrance of green pine, which makes people relax unconsciously.
The blond man lowered his head slightly, and asked the leader of the "Moscow Hotel" for instructions: "Captain, please allow me to set out to pursue."
The woman in the crimson coat looked at the report on the table, and faced one of the newcomers who wrote "...Mr. Said, Mr. Gorenko has not closed his eyes for three days." These two words nodded his fingertips.
"Cheka..." Balalaika supported her forehead and touched the uneven scar on her skin, "You can relax a little bit on yourself."
"No need." The young man called Cheka refused. He seemed to realize that his answer was too absolute after he spoke, and added: "I have planned my rest time well, please don't worry."
Balalaika: …
Where did this kid get his workaholic temper?Could it be infected by Vladimir?
......
"Mr. Igor, does Mr. Gorenko often do this...'putting your life on the line'?" The newcomer at the Moscow hotel wore a thick felt hat and didn't take it off when he went indoors.
"Did you take the risk?" Igor, who was following along to intercept the drug transporter, recalled what Katschi's behavior could be called taking the risk.
The whole operation went smoothly. After receiving the report from the intelligence personnel, the army went out. The suspicious personnel ignored the three warnings from the Moscow hotel, and he finally shot and knocked them down. Finally, it was confirmed that the delivery was drugs, and Katsch himself shot dead them.
Where is the dangerous behavior?
The question mark in Igor's eyes was too obvious, and the puzzled newcomer quickly stretched out his finger and licked it through the air.
——It was the scene where Mr. Gorenko tried drugs!
this!
Igor showed a dazed expression.
Ah, this... He himself was shocked when he saw it for the first time, but he didn't expect to be used to it now.
As a senior, Igor explained to the newcomers:
"Katschi's supernatural power is flame - it is not ignited out of thin air, but a flame generated in the body, so after Katschi tried the drug, the flame in his body would quickly burn and decompose the drug. Likewise, common poisons and germs don't work on Katsch."
"Is it so powerful..." The newcomer was shocked, "Isn't that invulnerable to all poisons?"
"Well, it's right in theory?" Igor recalled when he just came here.
In modern times, Katsch is ubiquitous...
"But I'm afraid that this guy will break his body by himself."
"Hey?"
"Our 'Cheka' is too desperate. As far as I know, he has not closed his eyes and rested for three days." And no one persuaded him.
"..."
"It's amazing." The newcomer, who was poor at words, could only give the most unpretentious compliment.
......
"Mr. Katsch Moriskevich Gorenko." Before the boarding gate, the staff inspected the passport of the blond man, checked the ID photo and his appearance, and finally stamped the passport, " I wish you a pleasant journey."
"Thank you." Taking the passport, the blond man walked towards the cabin.
The Ministry of Intelligence identified the escaped drug transporter. He took a train from St. Petersburg to the western city under a pseudonym, and changed several times. Finally, he traveled at the western port, and his destination was Yokohama, Japan.
Since he loves to run away so much, it's better to intercept him in Yokohama.
After consulting Balalaika, Katsch bought a plane ticket.
Departing from Moscow at 16:[-] p.m., with many stops on the way, it will take [-]:[-] a.m. the next day to arrive at Narita International Airport in Japan, which is close to [-] hours of flight, and the public area is not suitable for office work (even if it is first class) …
So Katsch quickly adjusted the seat after boarding the plane, pulled down the curtain, and posted a handwritten note outside the curtain:
"Ms/Sir, flight attendant, hello.
I am very tired, please do not wake me if I fall asleep during the service.The same goes for meal times, I brought my own bread and water, so don't worry.
Hope you have a nice day.
- a traveler"
The phone set an alarm clock for eleven o'clock the next day, and gave myself four or ten minutes to wake up.
After sleeping for these 16 hours, he will have enough rest for the next five days.Five days was enough for him to catch the white bandit who was transporting drugs in the Moscow hotel grounds.
Cover with a blanket, put on a blindfold, and fall asleep.
......
After getting out of Narita Airport, Katschi pulled the suitcase and opened it in the back room of a public toilet.The interior of the suitcase is equipped with anti-sensing electronic equipment, because of this...
Skillfully assembled the dismantled Walter parts, stuffed them into the hem of his clothes, selected a few magazines and put them in the cuffs, waist, and ankles in turn.
...to get through the security check at the airport.
Japan's Shinkansen does not have security checks, so there is nothing wrong with carrying a gun. Katsch does not plan to take the suitcase to Yokohama.
Luggage storage at the airport is too expensive, and Katschi has already booked it. It is two kilometers away from Narita Airport
A luggage storage point in , where modified small suitcases are stored.
At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, he arrived in Yokohama.
According to intelligence, the Yun.Drug White Bandit will arrive in three days.
This white bandit was considered smart. He knew that it was difficult to escape the supervision of the Moscow Hotel and Red October in Russia, so he quickly fled abroad.
And the port of Yokohama...it is said to be occupied by the local mafia, and they even call themselves the "port mafia". Isn't it a satire of the government's incompetence?
Yokohama was divided out as a leased area. It was clearly its own land, but it could not garrison troops. This gave foreigners a lot of opportunities to take advantage of.
Various local forces in Yokohama also rose up, and finally the port mafia defeated many competitors and obtained the ownership of the port.
The government is reluctant to take action on the port, probably because it is better to be controlled by the domestic mafia than to be occupied by foreign organizations. The government has never imposed sanctions on the port mafia.
The Moscow hotel has no cooperation with the port mafia, and they only know some information on the market.
Speaking of the latest news about Hong Kong and Black...was there a new leader two years ago?
Katschi took out his mobile phone in his pocket and asked the Ministry of Intelligence to send a copy of the information on Hong Kong gangsters.
Although he didn't think that his actions this time would have anything to do with Hong Kong gangsters, just in case, it's better to get to know more about it.
Not long after the idea appeared, Katsch, who wandered around the port at night to survey the terrain, was "forced" to have an intersection with the port mafia.
"Don't move! We are members of the port mafia!" Two monkey-like men with skinny cheeks stood in front of Katschi, one holding a gun, and the other making mocking expressions.
Katsch: "..."
There are a lot of foreign tourists in Yokohama, and the blond man who is alone is regarded as a tourist alone at night.
Even the tour guides would say not to go out alone at night, but many tourists would run out of the hotel in the middle of the night without listening to dissuasion.
To blackmail such tourists, even if the tourists go to the embassy to complain afterwards, the Japanese government will use the excuse that "the leased area is not under our jurisdiction".
After trying a few times and confirming that there was no trouble finding the door, the gangsters under the port mafia happily engaged in robbery and extortion.
Katsch: Counting carefully, this is the first time in my life that I was robbed.How do you say that word, first.experience?
"Hey, are you scared stupid?" The skinny monkey with the gun took a step forward, shaking the gun to give himself courage.
Katsch: It's getting dark, isn't it time for dinner?
"Our patience has a limit! Don't be ignorant!"
Another thin monkey raised his hand and waved it, as if to hit someone.
Hearing this, the corners of the blond man's lips raised slightly, and his face was blurred by the street lights.
"...It's not good here, it's bad to be seen by others."
The author has something to say: Our Cheka
is a hard working workaholic
Has a black belly without knowing it
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