Author: Tutu Shi

Go back to the room and check your backpack.

There is nothing in the backpack except the VX nerve agent and the ERC message jammer.

He placed the two items close to his body and lay on the bed.

Early the next morning.

Gu Ji was woken up by the alarm on his cell phone.

He briefly washed up, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Gao Bo who came out at the same time. The two of them waited for Wu Kang in the restaurant for a while. After breakfast, they took a taxi to a nearby electrical appliance mall to purchase self-defense items.

Anti-wolf spray is defined as security supplies and police equipment in China. In theory, it cannot be bought and sold at will, but in Japan it is legal and can be seen everywhere.

These so-called protective sprays are actually pepper sprays, and the main effect is the capsaicin in them.

The heat of common chili peppers is 20,000 SHU, and the heat of pepper spray can be as high as 2 million to 3 million SHU. In comparison, the heat of military tear gas is 5.3 million SHU.

Therefore, once it is sprayed onto a person's face, it will temporarily cause the target to lose vision within 1 to 3 seconds, making it impossible to open the eyes at all. It will also cause a strong cough in the upper respiratory tract, making the person lose the ability to resist, and this can last for about half an hour.

In addition, the three people also purchased three mechanical swing sticks.

I don't know if it's due to Japanese regulations, but the head of the stick is made of engineering plastic, which has worse impact resistance and durability than alloys. However, the body of the stick is made of metal, which is at least enough for self-defense.

Gu Ji bought the 21-inch version, which is also the size he commonly uses in the SWAT team.

As soon as he paid the money, Lang Shaobo called and asked where they were.

After picking up the three people, everyone followed the vehicles of Shi Zhengmin and Inoue Takaaki, put on dark suits, and headed to the Tama area of ​​Tokyo together. It was the hometown of the sixth generation of the Kyushu Council, so the funeral memorial was naturally located there.

The funeral process in Japan is similar to that in China. After the vigil, a memorial ceremony will be held the next day.

Thinking about the conflict he had with gangsters in the Tama area yesterday, Lang Shaobo was still a little excited, but he didn't expect to be back here today.

Near 10 a.m., we finally arrived near the funeral memorial hall.

The Buddhist Memorial Hall is located on a hillside in the suburbs, close to the court. You can imagine how arrogant the Ji Quanhui was.

And the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is not someone to be trifled with.

The frequent violent murders in the past few days have already angered the top police officials. For this funeral, the "Ji Plenum Funeral Operations Headquarters" was specially established, and nearly 500 police officers were deployed on the traffic roads around the funeral memorial hall.

Go up and strictly check passing gang vehicles.

The seized contraband included more than 100 pistols, 192 knives, 169 illegal gang members, and even some potassium nitrate powder, which is used to make explosives!

Wu Kang was sitting in the back row, listening to what Shi Zhengmin said on the intercom, and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"With more than a hundred guns, are these people here to fight?"

"It's normal. The gang boss has the most enemies. They usually stay at the club headquarters. Even if they go out to do business, they will bring a large number of thugs to prevent others from sneak attacks and assassinations. Today is the funeral of the Sixth Generation. All the big and small gang leaders in Japan will

Come to mourn. To prevent accidents, of course you must bring some self-defense."

After all, Lang Shaobo worked in the Police Liaison Office. Although he was not a police officer, he still knew the Japanese gang very well.

But Gu Ji thought it was just loud thunder and light rain.

Yesterday's actions alone were enough to show that he asked Inoue Takaaki to notify the Tama Regional Command Center to block traffic, but in the end he still did not keep Ryomotosha's black Alpha.

If he and Lang Shaobo hadn't knocked over one of the cars, they might all have run away.

During the conversation, we came to the hillside.

Both sides of the Banpo parking lot are densely packed with black vehicles, most of which are luxury cars, such as Mercedes-Benz Maybach, Lexus LS, and even the classic Toyota Century.

There were more than a dozen gangsters in black suits standing around, bowing their heads at 90 degrees. They uniformly wore a black seal on a white background on their chests, which was the emblem of the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session. They were responsible for guiding guests coming and going to pay homage to the car.

The stone steps left in the center are covered with white chrysanthemums and black ribbons on both sides, leading to a splendid Buddhist hall on the top of the slope. It was converted into a temporary funeral memorial hall by the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Session. In front of the memorial hall is a square, with two sides.

A large number of gangsters were gathered densely, and each one looked fierce.

Not to mention standing in front of them, just taking a look at them felt very oppressive.

Gao Bo couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"Good guy, is this gang boss's funeral so grand?"

"This is the funeral of the president of Japan's second largest designated violent society, which controls hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth. With the decline of the Yamaguchi-gumi, there have long been rumors that the Kyrgyzstan Society is actually the largest gang. According to preliminary statistics from the Metropolitan Police Department

, almost all the leading figures of more than 200 gang organizations in Japan were present, and nearly 1,000 people attended today's memorial ceremony."

Chen Zhiyu on the side opened his mouth to explain.

As soon as a few people walked onto the Memorial Hall Square, two tall, thin young men in suits came up and asked them in Japanese while guiding them to a white tent.

Jinglang Shaobo translated and asked them which gang they came from and what their name was. In fact, they were asking for gifts.

Inoue Takaaki made a phone call.

After a while, a short, middle-aged uncle came over with a smile and four or five thugs. The younger brother from the Ji Plenary Meeting immediately bowed ninety degrees, and then the two parties began to communicate privately.

It seems that Inoue Takaaki doesn't know how to persuade this gang boss and divide them into his own gang.

Gu Ji glanced around, carefully examining the layout of the memorial hall, especially the main roads.

The entire Buddhist temple consists of a main hall and two side halls. There seems to be a building behind the main hall, which should be a place for monks to rest or eat.

There was only one stairway up the hillside on the front. As for whether there was a trail behind the hill, he couldn't see it yet.

The gangsters and thugs standing in the square were wary of each other, but they roughly formed two groups. One group should be from a small club affiliated with the Kyrgyzstan Plenum, and the other group was probably from other violent gangs.

Just when he seemed to see a familiar figure, Gao Bo suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Gu Ji, I saw the ponytail of the guy who kidnapped the president of the Fusong Gang at the university that day!"

"Team Leader Xu, Sister Qiao, there's a situation!"

Gu Ji immediately notified Shi Zhengmin and Zeng Dan. As he looked, a tall and thin young man wearing a black suit with dark stripes and a long ponytail came into his eyes.

His facial features were somewhat obscured by the hair on his forehead and temples.

It can only be seen that his skin color is very white, so white that he hardly looks like a yellow person.

At this time, a young man quickly ran up to the pony-tailed man. After whispering a few words in his ear, he slowly turned his head and instantly met Gu Ji's eyes.

He is from Liangbenshe.

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

The next second, the long ponytail walked quickly towards a few people, and the thugs followed behind him consciously. Along the way, dozens of them gathered, and everyone had a sinister look on their face, full of anger.

sense of oppression.

Wu Kang's pupils shrank and he whispered urgently:

"They are coming, what should we do?"

"Don't move yet, act according to the situation."

Shi Zhengmin said calmly that at critical moments, the commander's attitude will affect the mental state of the team members.

Gu Ji had already quietly dropped his wrists to his waist, where he placed his stick. This detail also attracted Gao Bo's attention, and he also put his hands into his trouser pockets.

Soon, the man with ponytail walked up to several people.

His expression was like facial paralysis, his eyes were deep-set, as if they were cast in shadow, and he looked a little chilling.

The young man who was talking to the short gang boss immediately ran up behind him.

Seeing that the scene turned serious, the short boss laughed awkwardly and took the initiative to get close to the man with the ponytail. However, who knew that the younger brother under him reached out and pushed him away.

"Ah Nick (big brother)!"

"Lie!"

Japan pays great attention to seniority. When a lower-ranking person sees a superior, and a junior sees an elder, they all need to bow. Seeing their boss being insulted, the few strong men behind him immediately became furious and prepared to pounce on him.

The thugs next to the pony-tailed man also surrounded him in an arc, each one twisting their wrists and approaching, forming a black mass like a city wall.

This scene was naturally noticed by many gang members around.

Everyone was murmuring as if they were watching a play.

But the man with the ponytail didn't seem to have any intention of starting a war with the short boss. He first bowed at 90 degrees. Although there was no sincerity in his expression, at least he gave the other party a step up. Then he said something unknown and looked at the few people again.

People, especially Inoue Gao Ming.

Lang Shaobo swallowed dryly, sweat even dripping from his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "Officer Gu, it's over, the other party seems to have discovered our identity and is questioning the boss, who is defending!"

Finally, the pony-tailed man said a word with "Saji" to Inoue Takaaki.

In an instant, the gangster thugs in the square seemed to have exploded. They repeated this pronunciation from one to ten, and showed their ferocious faces. I don’t know who whistled, and the thugs immediately gathered together.

He was surrounded by people.

Without even thinking about it, I must have discovered that Inoue Takaaki is a police officer!

Mawei's men grinned and cursed, and immediately pounced on him.

Lang Shaobo was so frightened that he almost had a cardiac arrest, but he heard three "swish, swish" sounds in his ears. Gu Ji and Gao Bo took a sliding step, got into a fighting posture, and Wu Kang pulled out the sticks from their waists at the same time, knocking them all out.

Protect people behind you.
To be continued...