Tokyo: The story begins with a confession.

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But before they even reached the door, Uesugi Kenichi grabbed them by the back of the neck, like a pair of tongs, and no matter how much they struggled, they couldn't break free.

"Get a good night's sleep. I think your friends here will really welcome you."

Uesugi Kenichi used a dagger to make a cut on each of their wrists and ankles, and blood flowed out continuously, staining the ground red.

He then took the phones from the two of them and threw them on the ground, placed them on the cabinet, pushed them inside, and twisted the cabinet door to lock it.

"Spare me, spare me! I'll never do it again! Let me go! I didn't do anything! Let me go!"

"Ouch, it hurts! It hurts so much! You'll die a horrible death!"

The cries of two people kept coming from inside the cabinet, voices filled with fear, despair, and resentment.

Uesugi Kenichi listened quietly, looking at the blood on the ground. He used a broom to draw a Taoist talisman in the blood, seemingly praying for these innocent souls.

Kenichi Uesugi walked out and stood on the high slope, where he could vaguely hear some soft shouts in his ears.

The human heart is too dangerous to look at directly, and this ghostly scene did not frighten Uesugi Kenichi in the slightest.

But the thought of what these people had done made me tremble with fear.

He turned around, muttering to himself.

Just a moment, just a moment, and I will seek justice for you, with the blood of all of them!

Go and kill someone!

Uesugi Kenichi slowly walked away, as if a murderer more terrifying than a devil had emerged from the abyss.

……

Three hours later!

After the two men were probably dead, Kenichi Uesugi took out his phone, found Kensuke Nishioka's number, and dialed it.

"Hello? Who is it?" Kensuke Nishioka's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by a woman's panting.

"Hello? Who is it? Speak up!"

Kensuke Nishioka glanced at the phone, and seeing that it was still connected, he cursed angrily, "Baka! Is he dead? If I find out who you are, I'll kill you."

He slapped the woman beneath him hard, and was about to hang up when a voice came from the other end of the line.

"I suggest you take a look at the warehouse in the western suburbs of Tokyo."

Kensuke Nishioka felt a chill run down his spine as he held the phone, and said somewhat flusteredly, "Who are you? What do you want? Hello?!"

He cursed under his breath as he looked at the phone that had been hung up, slapped the woman beneath him twice, and then hurriedly put on a pair of clothes before rushing out.

"Hurry up, call the warehouse and find out what happened, quick!"

"No one answered."

"Grass!"

While gesturing for his underlings to get into the car, Kensuke Nishioka kept dialing the same number he had just been calling, only to get a busy signal.

"Baka!" he cursed and slammed his phone onto the car seat.

Four cars stopped in front of the warehouse, and Kensuke Nishioka led a dozen or so of his men inside in a hurry.

When Kensuke Nishioka rushed into the house and saw that all the goods had disappeared, a chill ran through him, and endless anger surged into his heart.

If this shipment is lost, Boss Pingchuan will definitely skin him alive.

"Find out where those two bastards, Yamamoto and Takeda, are right now. If I find out who did this, I'll make them wish they were dead!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

A mournful and terrifying sound rang out!

"Damn it, what are you yelling about!"

Kensuke Nishioka and his henchmen stormed into the morgue, and were struck dumb by the sight of the bizarre symbols drawn in blood on the floor.

In such a setting, the image drawn with blood sent chills down one's spine, as if the temperature in the room had suddenly dropped.

He watched as one of his underlings collapsed to the ground, his finger trembling as he pointed at one of the cabinets that had just been opened, and said with unspeakable fear, "Yamamoto... he's here, he's here, the devil, this must have been done by the devil."

As he spoke, the man covered his head with both hands, his mind completely broken!

Kensuke Nishioka took a deep breath to calm himself down, waved to his underlings behind him, and walked forward.

Upon seeing the scene before them, the dozen or so people present couldn't help but gasp in shock!

Yamamoto and Takeda had bled to death, looking like dried corpses. Their fingers were scraped raw and bloody, and the sides and top of the cabinet were covered with scratches from their fingernails.

His eyes were filled with deep resentment and despair.

"This, this, this..."

"What on earth happened here?!"

Someone collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with terror.

"The devil, it must have been the devil who did this."

More and more people became frightened; even these extremely cruel people felt an indescribable fear upon witnessing this 1.8 scene.

Kensuke Nishioka was trembling with fear. He suppressed his fear and slapped the underling who was trying to escape.

"What are we in this line of work afraid of if there are ghosts there!"

"If there were ghosts, would you still be alive? Buckle up, both of you! And do you think it's safer for you to run away alone than to stay with us?!"

It has to be said that Kensuke Nishioka's words hit the nail on the head. Many people think that this is indeed the case. If one is alone at this moment, it is the most dangerous time.

Seeing that his many underlings had gradually calmed down, Kensuke Nishioka also felt relieved.

"Let's go, let's get out of here first."

Even so, he still felt a chill run down his spine as he remained there.

Chapter 156 The fish is hooked

Once outside the warehouse, looking at the starry sky, Kensuke Nishioka and his group felt much better. After smoking a cigarette, Kensuke Nishioka began to consider what to do next.

If this shipment cannot be recovered, his fate may not be much better than going to hell!

He frowned and dialed the number again, but the phone was switched off after the notification sound came on.

This made him even more agitated.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The phone rang; it was another unfamiliar number.

Kensuke Nishioka glanced at the screen and immediately answered the call. His face turned ashen. It was the same voice from before!

"I think you've received the gifts I sent you, right? How are they? Are you satisfied?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to carry a hint of mockery.

"Who exactly are you, and what do you want to do? I think we can discuss this properly, don't you think?"

"We can discuss it, no problem, we definitely need to discuss it properly."

"How should we meet? How about we find a place to sit down and talk?" Kensuke Nishioka asked with a hint of inquiry in his voice.

If he met this person and found out he didn't have any powerful connections, he would skin him alive and burn him like a lantern.

However, that's unlikely.

He was certain that the 11th level hand in the warehouse was something no ordinary person could do.

If any ordinary person could do this, then this world would be far too dangerous.

"There's no need for us to meet. I can give you the goods, but you have to give me what I want in return."

"What do you want?" Kensuke Nishioka breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that this person still wanted something. If this was just a double-cross, then he would really be doomed!

Uesugi Kenichi emerged from the darkness and silently watched Nishioka Kensuke, a smile playing on his lips. "Have you kidnapped a group of children? Tell me where these children are, and I'll return the goods to you."

Kensuke Nishioka frowned upon hearing this. He thought for a long time but never expected that this person's purpose was actually these children.

Could it be that he's also in this business?

"I can agree to that, but I can't tell you how we should trade without seeing the goods."

Kensuke Nishioka planned to appease Kenichi Uesugi first. As long as the goods could be delivered, the blame would fall on him. After all, this person was not just targeting him, but all the members of the Matsuba-kai in Tokyo!

"You have no room for negotiation. You can choose to refuse, right? I think this batch of goods should be enough for me to make a good profit."

Uesugi Kenichi smiled and then hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to answer.

"Damn it!" Kensuke Nishioka cursed angrily as he looked at the phone that had been hung up again.

It's really bad luck to encounter something like this!

He understood that Uesugi Kenichi was right; the initiative was not in his hands at this moment.

He regretted storing all his goods in one place, as they were all seized in one go—goods worth a full 30 billion yen.

"Get to the bottom of this and find out who did it! Otherwise, you know what will happen when Boss Pingchuan gets angry!"

Upon hearing this, the henchmen trembled, seemingly remembering Hirakawa's methods, and immediately took out their phones and started dialing repeatedly.

Kensuke Nishioka called back the number, and when he heard it was switched off again, he almost smashed his phone.

However, I'm worried that he might call again, and if I can't reach him, things will get really bad.

"By the way, call the people over there in the courtyard and tell them to keep an eye on those jinxes for me."

"If anything goes wrong over there, I'll kill you all!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Kensuke Nishioka finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving a call from the other end confirming that everything was alright.

If he loses this chip as well, then he can start packing his things and running away now.

Two hours later, a faint light began to appear on the horizon, and no matter how hard Kensuke Nishioka and his group searched, they could not find out who had done it.

That phone call never came back. This series of events, coupled with his inner anxiety, left Kensuke Nishioka in a state of extreme tension, on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He was even thinking that if that phone call came again, he would just tell him the location directly.

It would be better for him to gather everyone together and confront them head-on than to wander around like headless flies, constantly searching for information about the other side.

Uesugi Kenji's gaze was devoid of any emotion as he stared at Nishioka Kenji and his group with utter indifference.