readsfreenovel Chapter 463 - 406: Why Stop? Multiple Shootings in One Night (Request for Monthly Votes)
Chapter 463 - 406: Why Stop? Multiple Shootings in One Night (Request for Monthly Votes)
Chapter 463: Chapter 406: Why Stop? Multiple Shootings in One Night (Request for Monthly Votes)In the living room, the lights were as bright as daylight.
Aoyama Xiu Xin and his sister-in-law were filming a movie.
Although it wasn’t their first time, Aoyama Haruko still blushed, closed her eyes, and turned her head away every time she faced the set-up camera, but each time Aoyama Xiu Xin forcibly grasped her chin and turned her face back towards the camera.
To this day, Aoyama Xiu Xin had self-directed and self-starred in dozens of works involving different costumes and subjects, each one a masterpiece.
"Ding-a-ling, Ding-a-ling!"
A series of urgent telephone rings suddenly sounded.
Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t pay attention. As an excellent director and actor, not being disturbed by external factors during shooting was a mark of respect to the art.
"Phone, phone, quick, answer it," Aoyama Haruko opened her eyes, panting as she urged him.
Still adhering to his artistic pursuit, Aoyama Xiu Xin ignored it. After shivering, he felt everything was dull, exhaled, dropped the limp as mud Aoyama Haruko on the floor, turned around, picked up the cordless phone from the coffee table, and answered, "What’s up, talk."
Because of the intense activity just now, his mouth was dry and parched. He picked up a glass of water and drank it all down in one gulp.
"Senior Police Director, it’s Nozaki Cangjian. Tonight, major trouble will break out in Sapporo!" As soon as Nozaki Cangjian left the warehouse where Miyazaki Yu was holding the mobilization meeting, he immediately called Aoyama Xiu Xin. In a tense and hurried tone, he said, "Miyazaki Yu of the Miyazaki family has mobilized hundreds of subordinates and distributed dozens of guns. They are about to simultaneously assassinate the top executives of the four Violent Gangs in Hokkaido: the Yamaguchi Group, the Tangben Group, and the Matsuboto Association."
"Wait, where did this Miyazaki family pop up from?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked, puzzled.
He had heard of the four major Violent Gangs in Hokkaido. This Miyazaki family daring to challenge all four indicated their strength wasn’t weak, but he had never heard of them before.
Nozaki Cangjian said, "The Miyazaki family has just been established. They have developed a new type of methamphetamine with higher purity, named ’No. 23’ and have created a sales network using drug dealers. It has become popular in Sapporo and has amassed a massive amount of capital. They plan to dominate Hokkaido."
Hearing the words "new type of methamphetamine," Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly understood. This new type of methamphetamine that Oda Take had asked him to investigate was created by this group.
The investigation department had been
Every time his predictions were spot on.
This was a skill he prided himself on.
Tangben Xing gestured without turning his head.
A bodyguard immediately leaned in to listen.
While playing with his sake cup, Tangben Xing pointed at a young man drinking alone at a diagonally opposite table and said, "That fellow looks troubled, even didn’t shave his beard, must have just had a breakup. Go ask him."
"Hi!" The bodyguard responded, walked over to the young man, slightly lifted his coat to reveal the handle of his gun, and spoke coldly, "Kid, our boss inferred from your demeanor that you’ve just been through a breakup. Tell us, is he right?"
The young man, recently unemployed, was already irritated by the rude tone and looked up fiercely. Upon spotting the gun handle, he cooled down, his face turning a bit pale. Raising his head, he saw the kindly-looking Tangben Xing across the table and nodded quickly like a pecking chicken.
The bodyguard scoffed, let his coat fall back into place, and returned to Tangben’s side, flattering, "The boss has sharp eyes indeed, you guessed right again."
"Ha!" Tangben Xing laughed heartily, genuinely amused, and tipped his head back, downing a large cup in one go.
Suddenly, he shivered from the cold.
The door had been pushed open, allowing a rush of cold air inside. He instinctively turned to look towards the door.
Three young men wearing hats and black trench coats entered, their hats pulled low, covering their faces, which was not peculiar for winter.
"Good evening, sir, welcome to..."
A waitress approached with a sweet smile to greet them.
The three young men ignored her, scoped the room, spotting Tangben Xing, and then simultaneously flipped open their trench coats. In Tangben Xing’s shocked, bewildered, and terrified gaze, they drew submachine guns and pulled the triggers.
"Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da!"
The muzzle flashed, gunfire rattling, bullets pouring out like autumn leaves scattering, shattering glasses, and furniture flying. Tangben Xing was hit multiple times in an instant, collapsing onto the table. His four bodyguards also couldn’t escape and died under gunfire.
"Da-da-da-da... clack!"
As the repeated clicking of empty chambers resounded, the three young men in trench coats tucked their submachine guns back, turned, left, and jumped into a white Toyota sedan parked by the roadside, driving away swiftly.
Behind the wheel was Nozaki Cangjian.
Since Aoyama Xiu Xin had instructed him to stay out of sight, he simply delegated the killing to three underlings.
They were to be sacrificed anyway.
Later, they would be pinned with an additional charge of murder.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Murder! Murder!"
From entering, drawing guns, shooting, to retreating—it all happened in mere seconds.
Two words—Professional!
Many patrons inside the izakaya hadn’t even reacted until the gunmen had left. Only then did they start screaming, panicking, and scattering in all directions.
A few unlucky ones were accidentally hit and fell.
Tangben Xing, a key target, was riddled like a sieve with bullets; a coroner would probably dig out half a pound of bullets from his body, his blood-soaked clothes clung to his upper body sprawled on the table, his eyes wide, fresh blood continuously leaking from his mouth.
Meanwhile, similar scenes were unfolding simultaneously at various hotels, restaurants, and casinos across Sapporo.
Compared to Nozaki Cangjian’s group’s clean operation, other groups composed of venomous dogs evidently had numerous mishaps, with some fools even getting killed in return, and others getting caught while looting corpses by patrolling officers.
But despite these incidents, because they had been too comfortable and lacked vigilance for too long, tonight, top executives of the four major violent groups had suffered—more than a dozen were seriously injured or killed, a devastating blow.
Gunfights occurred all over the city, creating massive panic. Police stations and precincts received calls and quickly dispatched police, sirens ringing throughout the city.