Many people have serious misunderstandings about the profession of “yakuza”.

The ignorant will think that they are very beautiful, walking in the streets and alleys, doing a lot of work in the gray area, commiting any imaginable misdeed, arrogant and despotic.

But in the eyes of old people like Fujiki, “yakuza” is a kind of rubbish profession that will inevitably disappear in the future, and it is also the weakest at the bottom of this society.

Many people don’t understand why tyrannize, the fierce cunning yakuza, is weak.

The reason is very simple, because from the day you become a yakuza, it means that you will be much closer to death than ordinary people.

If the average lifespan of a normal person can reach seventy-eighty years old, then the average lifespan of yakuza is at most about thirty or forty years old.

So if you become a yakuza, you will die early. This is not an individual phenomenon, but a collective phenomenon.

Yakuza like Fujiki, who can live to more than 40 years old and still jumping outside, is already a rare case. After all, his companions of the same age were either killed violently on the street or trapped in the street. In prison.

In nature within the realm, those who cannot survive are naturally the weak.

Even if yakuza members are usually arrogant and despotic, no matter how beautiful they are, they are always just clowns dancing on the tip of a knife, and there will be a day when they fall.

When the corpse of the Yakuza member rots in the stinking ditch, even the 80-year-old old woman who sweeps the street next to him can dance on his corpse.

Where is such a group of people strong?

Life is gone, money, beauty, reputation, what is the use of these things?

So in Fujiki’s view, yakuza is a very promising profession. Most yakuza members are also weak people who can’t sleep without using alcohol, medicine, women and other things to paralyze themselves.

Of course, there are also very few men who have implemented Ren Xia’s way. Dignified is now a yakuza man, such as the leader of “Dragon Group” Kiryu Ichima.

But even such a man of iron and blood is under the frame of the adulterer Thrown Into Prison, and the remaining sentence is still thirty years.

Thirty years, what an exaggerated time for a human being, whether Kiryu Ichima can survive out of prison is still unknown.

Rotten in prison may also be Yakuza’s fate, or even the best fate, after all, there is no need to smash the corpse on the street or die.

This is the sorrow of yakuza and the inevitability of yakuza.

“So sixteen years ago, the day you were born, the team leader told me that he would never let his son become a yakuza, and he would not let his son embark on such crookedness. Road.”

Speaking of which, Fujiki took a sip of his pipe, and there was a warmth in his gaze looking towards Ryuto.

so that’s how it is, is that the same thing?

After listening to Fujiki’s explanation, Ryuto could only remain silent for a while, because he found that he did not understand the good intentions of father and Fujiki at all.

From a very young age, father rarely touched him, mainly because he didn’t want him to be involved in the organization’s world.

As the leader of such a huge organization, Kiryu Ichima naturally knows that it is very difficult for his son to take the normal path.

But no matter how difficult it is, even if there is only one percent probability, he also hopes that his son can be an ordinary person who does not have to worry about dying at any time.

That’s why he never accepted Ryuto’s request to join the organization, and even forcibly sent Ryuto to the most famous “Metropolitan No. 1 High School” in Tokyo.

All of these are preparations for the purpose of drawing a clear line with his son one day in the future.

For the bad-spoken Kiryu Ichima, there is only so much he can do for his son.

Seeing Ryuto’s silence, Fujiki continued: “Sakata must know that he cannot deny this incident, but he will not wait to die. He will inevitably resist fiercely, so you must not be involved. Among them.”

Fujiki is absolutely clear about Sakata’s smiling tiger style.

Don’t look at this guy who looks like a good old man, hehe haha, but Fujiki has heard of many things he did with the organization behind his back.

It’s just that even Fujiki didn’t expect that Sakata’s supporter would actually be the huge monster of the “Tenmoku Group”.

The “Sakata Group” supported by the “Tenmoku Group” will surely assemble quickly today to build another mountain.

In order to cover up the dirty things he did, Sakata will most likely attack the headquarters of the “Dragon Group” tonight and kill all the people inside.

So what will appear next is a blood-washed yakuza deathmatch, a genuine dark battlefield.

In this extreme situation, even Fujiki doesn’t know if he can live to see the sun tomorrow.

So he is even more impossible to let Ryuto get involved, otherwise, if something goes wrong, the team leader’s bloodline will be broken here, and we will meet again under Jiuquan in the past. Where is Fujiki’s face to face? The group leader.

After understanding everything, Ryuto nodded, said with a smile: “I understand.”

“Do you finally understand, very good.”

Fujiki hearing this also felt sighed in relief, and a smile appeared on his rigid face.

After leaving Fujiki’s room, Ryuto quickly came to a corner of no one, took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number that he had just obtained not long ago.

“Didu, Didu…Hey, have you decided what I can do so soon, Young Master.”

In an instant, what came from there was a voice that sounded a little old, but seemed to contain powerful power.

“Yes…I want to ask you to kill someone for me.”

“Anyone? Who?”

“Don’t worry Well, it is the yakuza head of die without regret. If left alone, it will cause hundreds of casualties because of him.”

“…Yes.”

“Then let’s talk to each other first, and I will send you the location address in a while.”

Didu. After hanging up the phone, Ryuto took a deep breath and moved towards a small warehouse outside his room.

Opening the side door of the warehouse, Ryuto saw two brothers Ojiri and Shiro, and four silhouettes tied up with tortoiseshells and dropped on the ground.

“Young Master, you are back.”

Seeing Ryuto push the door and enter, the Kameda brother immediately stood up and bowed respectfully to him.

“Ojiri, put on my clothes and sit in my room and play games. If someone knocks on the door, I will play this recording.”

Suddenly, Ryuto will just leave the room I took the paper bag with my clothes and threw it to Ojiri along with a small tape recorder.

“Don’t bother me! It’s so noisy!” When Ojiri pressed the play button of the recorder, what came out was such a grumpy recording.

“Young Master, are you? Let me be your stand-in?”

“Yes, Ojiri, you are a stand-in in my room, Shiro, go and take these three killers Take care of it, as for this guy… just leave it to me.”

Looking at Yamamoto who fell on the ground and looked at him with horror, Ryuto walked over slowly and said The dog raised this guy’s head like a dog.

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