The only thing that was worried was Yamamoto Tajiri, who was over 100 years old. It was a pity that he was not a god and could not control everything, nor could he control the thoughts of his own sons. He didn't know that these sons were all looking forward to his return to heaven earlier at this moment.

The killing continues. No matter how Yamaguchi Group strengthens its defense domain, this kind of attack that comes and goes without a trace really makes them unable to defend against. Today this stronghold is trampled and tomorrow this branch will be massacred. Wherever the Ghost Guard goes, as long as it is Yamaguchi Group, no one will be left.

The reason why the Ghost Guard can achieve this transcendent effect is of course closely related to the inability of Yamamoto Taishun and his sons to do their best. Just like Yamamoto Iso, on the second day after talking to Uncle Feng, he had already concentrated all the forces around Yokohama that belonged to his branch to defend the Yamamoto family.

The other few seemed to have heard this kind of wind and did not want to weaken their power. So in front of Tai Shen, they were also indifferent to the Yang Dynasty. Faced with the killing of the ghost guards, they actually treasured themselves. For several days, thousands of second-level gang members of the three teams had been killed.

Yuan Siyu, who has no worries, is not in a hurry. Every day, except monitoring the movements of the Yamaguchi Group, he usually wears makeup and becomes a tourist alone, walking around the streets and alleys here to find out the structure and prevention of the Yasukuni Shrine. Even if he is a strange face, he will not be suspicious.

Compared with the Ghost Guard, he became the most idle person, but the only thing he didn't understand was that the headquarters of the Yamaguchi Group was actually connected to the Yamaguchi Shrine, and if he wanted to enter the Yamaguchi Shrine, he had to defeat the Yamaguchi Group.

The Ghost Guards were divided into four teams. They secretly competed, approaching the Yamaguchi group from four directions, and the killing became more and more fierce. There was no need to be polite to these Japanese devils.

In the dark corner, several figures stood there quietly. Even Uncle Feng, who had always felt arrogant and extraordinary, lowered his head in fear. "You have disappointed me so much. Uncle Feng, you have given you so much time, but you haven't found the artifact of Yamata Orochi, and you haven't even figured out the whereabouts of the spirit stone. I doubt your ability."

This is a very mysterious person. Uncle Feng only knew that his name was Shi Zong, and he was directly commanded by the young master's boss judge, but no one knew how he looked. He could not find any popularity in his black clothes and black robe. On his face, he was wearing a bronze mask, looking cold and cold, killing Lingran.

"Master Shizong, Yamamoto Orochi's artifact is the artifact of the Japanese. We have only heard of being in Yamaguchi. However, after my investigation for many days, no one except Yamamoto Taishen, even the sons of Taishen have not heard of it, so I have extended some time. Please ask Master Shizong to observe it clearly. Moreover, it is said that Yamamoto Invincible is also carrying it lightly, so it is very difficult to get it."

The black-clothed Shi Zong looked up and glanced at Uncle Feng coldly, shouting: "I don't need an explanation, I just need to come up with a solution and give me a deadline for implementation. The judge will not give you too much time to wait."

Uncle Feng quickly responded and said, "Master Shizong, my subordinates have already thought of a solution. The Yamamoto artifact has been passed down and only one person is passed on. So we can let Tai Shen die and let Yamamoto Isai, who has a covenant with me, take the position of the head of the family. In this way, the whereabouts of the artifact can be found, and he will also offer the spirit stones with both hands."

The man in black pondered for a moment and said hesitantly: "Yamamoto Taishen's skill is extraordinary. Even if our master tribe takes action personally, he dare not say that he can kill him. Tian Bujue him, who can say that he can kill him?"

Uncle Feng smiled weirdly and said, "This time the young master asked the judge for help because this opportunity has arrived. Yuan Siyu has already started to deal with the Yamaguchi group. We just need to wait and see. When the two fight to the death, Shi Zong will take action again. Maybe he can kill two birds with one stone, sweep away our biggest enemies in one net, and get back three spirit stones at the same time."

Yokohama is in an extremely panic atmosphere. Even if all the streets are decorated with Yamaguchi Group, this kind of killing has not been weakened at all. These people are like fighting guerrillas, which makes people unable to defend themselves.

Yamamoto Takami had thought of asking the government for help. As long as the army joined, the pressure on the Yamaguchi group would be greatly reduced immediately, but this consequence was not something he could bear.

Yamaguchi Group is known for its strength in China and the whole world. This kind of seeking help will make Yamaguchi Group lose its only prestige. At least Yokohama's jurisdiction needs to be handed over. This is no longer a paradise for Yamaguchi Group.

"Retract the defense line and strengthen the patrol. You four, each of you defends one side. Who dares to retreat? Don't blame me for expelling him from the family." Yamamoto Tajima is not a fool, nor is he too old to lose all his mind. He compares the ideas of his sons to anyone, but this kind of competition can better improve their ambitions, so he did not stop them.

The most important thing is that he is very confident. As long as he is in one day, no one dares to rebel from these sons. But now, when the crisis comes, he suddenly feels powerless. Maybe he is really old.

But at this moment, even if you want to pass the throne, it would be a little late. The three hundred years of glory of the Yamamoto family must not be destroyed in his hands, and he can survive any crisis.

Five sons and thirteen grandsons. They are all the best masters. The bloodline of the Yamamoto family will never decline.

"Well, it's so god------" No matter when, this old man has super authority. I just don't know how much respect he has under this kind of obedience.==In the face of money and power, human nature is very greedy.

It's been ten days, and the Yamaguchi group has definitely not been able to sleep well in these ten days. This torture has made many people unable to bear the burden, especially since they are too old and are too magical. In these ten days, they have never favored any woman, and they have the will but lack the strength. He really can't lift himself up.

At this moment, at the third update of the night, one of the sons was awakened again.

"Tai God, Tai God------" A very miserable scream rang at the door.

The god struggled to sit up, frowned, and was quite unhappy, and shouted coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Taishi, Ogawaro died, he was killed."

He spoke outside with a crying voice, and it was his ninth grandson, Yamamoto Yamasaki's son.

Yamamoto Yamamoto has four sons, and the Ogawaro whom he just mentioned was the most beloved grandson of the gods. It was precisely because of this kind of love that made him rush forward without hesitation, so he died the fastest.

In the eyes of the Ghost Guard, there is no distinction between status. There are only dead and living people.

Ogawa Rou is only eighteen years old this year. In the heart of Yamamoto Taishun, he is definitely another Saburo's strong presence. Therefore, his cultivation is particularly obvious. Many people in the Yamaguchi group know this.

Only the two of them will be sad for his death, but for others, it is good news. He likes people too much, and they may be the candidates for the head of the family. Of course, the fewer the better.

"Bake----" Regardless of his tired body, Yamamoto Taijiu had already rushed out, wearing a heavy sleeping suit, his face full of anger, and his white hair was dyed with the night, with a desperate savage.

On the single frame at the door, Ogawaro's body was placed. The death was very miserable, as if he was a powerful master who broke his neck and died.

The thin hands were already pinching, and the clouds on their faces were even denser. These people knew that the sneak attack was really hateful without the spirit of a warrior.

In fact, he had forgotten that the purpose of Yamaguchi Group was to achieve its goals and use any means.

"Carry out and have a grand funeral!"

But Yamamoto Yamato had already rushed to his ground and knelt at his feet "splashed": "Tashita, I want to set up a rooftop, I want to get the blood debt for Ogawaro, and I want to kill them all."

The rooftop is a kind of ring, a kind of endless battle set up by the gang in order to resolve personal grudges. On this rooftop, life and death are just a matter of two people. Even if you use the most despicable means to kill your opponent, you are still a hero.

The process is not important, it is important that you win and the living can truly enjoy all this.

The next day, on the largest harbor beach in Yokohama, the rooftop was set up. Unfortunately, Yamamoto Yamato had no chance to go up because he was dead and was shot by a long-range sniper rifle.

To be honest, if it weren't for the noise around him, if he hadn't been shut up by hatred, a master like him would have been impossible to be killed by a sniper gun.

The competition? Yuan Siyu was a little funny. When did these Japanese devils do things fairly? At the moment, the crisis is approaching, and they actually want to use this method to get fairness, so he has no interest.

Although this method is not very open and has been scolded by countless so-called warriors, Yuan Siyu doesn't care, and the Ghost Guard doesn't care, because when he is angry, he can use a few warriors to vent his anger at any time.

This time, I came to the island country not to compare who is stronger or weaker. What he wanted was killing. He wanted to use this ultimate cruel killing to enhance the Ghost Guard. Isn’t the experimental products of the experiments that are much more useful than wood?

Moreover, after the thousand people were killed, even Zeng Tong's people would have a qualitative leap. Yuan Siyu believed that all the people under his command would have.

"Bake, Bake-------" Yamamoto Taishen slapped the wooden table angrily, and the love spirit could no longer suppress its madness. A sinister cold light shot out from his eyes, staring at the ceiling, and he was coldly pondering.

His anger cannot stop the killing of the Ghost Guards!

But this action seemed a little different. In the dark night, there was something more in the air, and a kind of cloud emitting smoke.
Chapter completed!