Gulp~
Yamamoto Sonoda couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva!
Although Lin Fan wore a smile, in Yamamoto Sonoda's eyes, it was even more terrifying and sinister than the scythe in the Death God's hand!
Yamamoto Sonoda knew Lin Fan was strong, but having witnessed it firsthand, he now had a newfound understanding of Lin Fan's power—simply put, it could only be described as terrifying!
Yamamoto Sonoda dared not let Lin Fan reenact everything from earlier on him, hurriedly shouting at the two guards, "Who let you in? Get out now!"
The two guards didn't dare disobey Yamamoto Sonoda's words, reluctantly supporting each other as they left the room.
Then, Yamamoto Sonoda imdiately stood up and bowed to Lin Fan at a ninety-degree angle, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tyrant, I have offended your authority, and for this, I apologize to you!"
Lin Fan smiled without speaking!
Yamamoto Sonoda continued, "But I'm a businessman, and a businessman must strive for his own interests. Mr. Tyrant, please forgive
for not being able to tell you more about the Female Worrier Training Base. After all, your power is so great; even if you get this information, you might not help , and I wouldn't dare act against you, so please forgive
for having to make a transaction that offends your authority."
Lin Fan smoked, the swirling smoke concealing his eyes, giving a look of amused intrigue towards Yamamoto Sonoda!
It must be said that ever since Lin Fan made his na, this was the first ti soone dared to speak so boldly in front of him!
In the past, too many people had shown him respect, but the sudden appearance of soone like this instead made Lin Fan find it very interesting!
"I'll take your mission!" Lin Fan suddenly laughed.
Yamamoto Sonoda was startled; he hurriedly raised his head to look at Lin Fan's face, which wasn't joking, and suddenly showed an expression of excitent, quickly saying, "Thank you, Mr. Tyrant!"
"Taking money to relieve calamities for others, but if you dare play , you should know the consequences!" Lin Fan said sharply.
Yamamoto Sonoda was so scared that he didn't dare et Lin Fan's eyes, lowering his head and saying, "Rest assured, Mr. Tyrant, I wouldn't dare deceive you even if I had ten guts."
"Smart choice! Now tell
about the Yamaguchi Group's right-wing information!" Lin Fan demanded.
"Please wait a mont, Mr. Tyrant!"
Yamamoto Sonoda quickly walked to a cabinet in the room, opened a drawer, and took out a docunt, handing it to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan flipped through the docunt, and on the first page was a clear photo of a middle-aged man with a small mustache under his nose, and small eyes that seed to carry a hint of malice!
This man was the leader of the Yamaguchi Group's right-wing, Sato Mokutaku, and currently the nominal boss of the Yamaguchi Group, known for his rampant tyranny in East Asian circles!
Yamamoto Sonoda continued, "Tomorrow night, Sato Mokutaku will et with people from the Mitsubishi Group at the VIP building. They will have a secret conversation then, and all the guards inside will be dismissed—that would be the best ti to act. As long as you can infiltrate the private room, I think with Mr. Tyrant's skills, the assassination mission will be a piece of cake!"
Lin Fan nodded several tis, casually flipped through the docunt, then tossed it onto the table in front of him, saying, "Wait for my news!"
Having spoken, Lin Fan did not linger, but turned and left!
Watching Lin Fan's formidable back, mixed emotions surged within Yamamoto Sonoda's heart, imagining the scene of controlling the entire Yamaguchi Group!
However, after Lin Fan left the manor, his serene face broke into a bizarre smile. He gently took his phone out of his pocket, turning off the recording function, and saved a recording!
No doubt, this recording was of his conversation with Yamamoto Sonoda!
If Lin Fan successfully assassinated Sato Mokutaku, the whole Yamaguchi Group would submit to Yamamoto Sonoda. As one of the world's most infamous organized cri groups, the Yamaguchi Group's power was not to be underestimated; if it could be used for oneself, that would naturally be excellent!
And the recording Lin Fan made could be deadly to Yamamoto Sonoda; if he leaked it and let the Yamaguchi Group know Sato Mokutaku was killed under Yamamoto Sonoda's orders, then Yamamoto Sonoda wouldn't live happily—as leverage against Yamamoto Sonoda, he wouldn't dare resist unless he didn't want to live!
"Getting an organized cri group to serve as subordinates seems quite nice!"
Lin Fan laughed amusedly, and then got into the car, which the two guards sent by Yamamoto Sonoda drove back to the city center!
...
The next day, night fell!
The night was anything but calm for Tokyo, as the road leading to the VIP building was lined with police, and nurous police cars patrolled, the entire road blocked off to any vehicles and pedestrians!
No doubt, this road was prepared for Sato Mokutaku, the boss of the Yamaguchi Group, and Mitsubishi Jirō, the second-in-command of the Mitsubishi Group. Given their stature in East Asian circles, receiving such treatnt wasn't difficult, especially for the Mitsubishi Group, one of the world's three major conglorates, rich enough to rival nations, a single word from them could set back East Asia's economy for decades!
The VIP building was well-known in Tokyo; it's said to have a hundred-year legacy. East Asian's best chefs were here, skilled in the cuisines of major countries worldwide. Of course, ordinary people did not have the qualifications to dine here!
The VIP building's design resembled ancient Huaxia pagodas, like a towering structure. At night, the entire VIP building was surrounded by shimring lights, making it appear crystal clear under the brilliant glow!
At the VIP building entrance, Sato Mokutaku, dressed in a sharp black suit, stood there, gazing respectfully at the approaching convoy.
Soon, the convoy stopped at the VIP building entrance. A group of burly n in black quickly erged from the escort vehicles, tightly surrounding the middle Bentley car. One of the bodyguards respectfully opened the car door, and a man dressed in a suit and donning a mink coat over his shoulders stepped out!
Upon seeing the man, Sato Mokutaku imdiately greeted him with respect, resembling more a follower than a gang leader!
"Mitsubishi Jirō, welco to your honored presence!" Sato Mokutaku quickly extended his hand towards Mitsubishi Jirō, warmly smiling.
Mitsubishi Jirō briefly shook hands with Sato Mokutaku, indifferently saying, "Not bad! If you follow our Mitsubishi Conglorate, I assure you will have a brighter future than being just a gang leader!"
"Yes, yes! Sato Mokutaku lives for the Mitsubishi Conglorate, and will die as its ghost!" Sato Mokutaku pleaded with a flattering smile.
Mitsubishi Jirō greatly enjoyed being flattered, showing a loftily contented expression, bypassing Sato Mokutaku as he headed inside the VIP building. The group of black-clad bodyguards hurriedly surrounded him, the display even more grandiose than a pri minister's outing!
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