Chapter 74 The World of the Underworld (II.)

"Hehe, don't worry, I have a few friends living next door. Let them go together?" Xiaopei laughed and said that she couldn't figure out what president the Yamaguchi Group chose this time, and she didn't know that this was an extremely sensational event for all the Japanese people. She thought it was a Japanese company, a formal election, which might be boring, so she answered carelessly.

"Oh! Hurry up, are they in Room 301? It's still in Room 299. I'll call them," Masako said anxiously. She is a vigorous and impatient. In 301, Xiaopei was so shocked that he looked at Masako who rushed out of the door and knocked on the next door. This guy obviously did not regard himself as an outsider and dared to call someone he didn't even know. Xiaopei marveled that this Japanese folk customs are still very tough. It seems that Japanese women are not like the image of those men drooling YY.

Sure enough, the door over there was shaken, and Acuo got up sleepy and opened the door. This guy liked to take off only a pair of underwear. He was so tired last night and insisted on taking it off like this before going to bed. Everyone else was still lying in clothes.

When he opened the door, he shouted and closed the door. There stood a beautiful woman in red standing at the door, roaring fiercely, "Hey, what are you closing? Call them all up." Acuo said through the door, "Who are you? You must have gone to the wrong door!" As soon as Masako listened carefully and looked at Room 301, she roared loudly outside, "Get up and leave quickly. The competition for the president of the Yamaguchi Group is about to begin. I don't have time to wait for you, or Xiaopei and I will go first!"

Hearing the election of the president of the Yamaguchi Group, several men in it quickly sat up. The fierce woman at the door just now woke up. Originally, Acuo was going to complain. As soon as he heard about Xiaopei, he quickly put on his clothes and went out to ask what was going on.

Xiaopei has been groomed and chatting with Yazi at the door. The two girls are laughing happily. When they saw them coming out, Masako pointed to themselves and said with a smile, "My name is Masako, and I'm a friend of Xiaopei. You are Xiaopei's friends, that is, my friends. If you have anything to do, just sign up my name, and you will say that you are from Shura in red. As long as you report this name in Japan, no one dares to trouble you!"

Several big men laughed, and they thought it was too funny to name a little girl. Zhou Xirui suddenly remembered what she seemed to say just now that the Yamaguchi Group selected the president competition and asked, "What competition were you talking about just now?" It's our Yamaguchi group president selection competition. Every TV station is preparing for live broadcast. There are a lot of reports. Don't you know?" Masako asked.

Hearing Masako say the words of our Yamaguchi group, several boys did not laugh. The strength of the Yamaguchi group is indeed not simple. Everyone saw it in the sushi restaurant that day. If this girl is a member of the Yamaguchi group, she is qualified to say such crazy words.

The group entered the Tokyo Gymnasium under the leadership of Masako, which was crowded and full of seats, and even the aisle was full of people. But as soon as the security guard saw Masako, he immediately took them from the safe passage to the rostrum.

In the middle of the stage sits a tall, sharp-eyed and extraordinary old man. He is the legendary Japanese underworld godfather Yuji Ida. He sat several hall masters on both sides; the red-haired ghost Fujino, silver-haired killing hall Nishiemon, the magic power King Kong Ikeda Koji, the death of hell Matsushita Keiichi, and the soul-chasing leg Miyamoto Ichiro.

There are several famous leaders sitting behind, and there are several empty seats in the middle. Masako asked several boys to sit in the back and took Xiaopei's hand to sit next to Fujino. Fujino recognized them when Zhou Xirui and the others came in and nodded to them with a smile. Zhou Xirui also responded politely.

The fat man, the scarface and the thin and tall are also there. The scarface is particularly gloomy when he sees Zhong Yueming's face, but he doesn't know why Masako brought them here, and he can't figure out their details. He sneaked to Ichiro Miyamoto, as if he was discussing something with him. Miyamoto Ichiro looked back at Zhou Xirui. His eyes were as cold as ice. At a glance, he could make people shiver. He had an eagle hooked his nose. He looked almost as old as Yuji Ida. Because he was thin, his skin fell a little, and he looked older.

Zhou Xirui saw this man's cold eyes and quickly turned around and told everyone to keep a low profile and not cause trouble. This is the old nest of the Yamaguchi group. It will be great if you poke this hornet's nest.

The following competition is continuing, divided into seven groups, the first six groups, six people from the hall, and the last group is attended by private people. This Yamaguchi group is very open-ended, eclectic in selecting talents, and is not limited to the members of the group to participate, so the selection of the president of the Yamaguchi group is not only a major event in the group, but also a good opportunity for ninjas of all genres in Japan to get ahead.

The selection of the president this time is divided into two parts: first. The second game of ninjutsu. In the canvassing speech, each of these two scores accounted for half. It is as intense as competing for the post of prime minister.

Brothers in each hall have to knock down all the participants all the way to be qualified to compete with the master. If you can defeat the master, you can enter the competition with the people standing at the top of each group, make a canvassing speech, and so on until you reach the final half.

At this time, the most tragic one on the court was Ichiro Miyamoto's court. The personnel of this group fought particularly fiercely, and their moves were also fatal. They would never show mercy because they were brothers in the same hall. Almost everyone was desperate. Although everyone knows that even if they can defeat everyone in the hall, they may not be able to win the lord of the hall, since these people can go to the underworld, there is no one who do not want to climb to the peak of power. In fact, the underworld is to put it bluntly, a profession of fighting for their lives.

After nearly five hours of fierce fighting, a burly man with copper-like muscles stood beside the body of the victim with a bloody face. Xiaopei felt that it was too bloody to see such a scene. He couldn't bear to watch it any more and wanted everyone to go back, but Zhou Xirui and others were watching it vigorously and had to endure for the time being to watch the next game.

The scar face came to Ichiro Miyamoto and said a few words, and then went down to the field and came to the big man. The big man was full of energy and ready to fight again. However, it doesn't seem fair. The big man has been exhausted all the way down, but the scar face is full of energy on it.

The two bowed to each other, and the scar face turned around and jumped into the air to kill. The ghost kicked in a series. This guy had already seen that the big man was the end of the crossbow and wanted to kill the man in front of him in one move. The man was kicked repeatedly but did not fall down, and the strength of fighting all the way was not false.

But this turn was kicked, and he was also kicked to spit out a mouthful of blood. The man endured the severe pain and repeatedly attacked the weak scar face. Scarface was attacked and retreating repeatedly. He wanted to jump back, but the man's arm was very strong and he looked at a gap. He grabbed Scarface's leg and flew him out.

Seeing that his beloved disciple was blown away by this big man, Ichiro Miyamoto couldn't hang up and was about to play, but he was stopped by Yuji Ida, because tomorrow is the day of the outstanding rookie and the hall owner, which is also a chance to breathe for the people who rushed all the way. Miyamoto Ichiro had to hold it down for a while, but the fist in his hand was clenched and his eyes were even colder.