Chapter 801: Chapter 841: Winning the Initiative
Gonpachiro, as the forr president of the Yamaguchi Group, had already amassed a vast fortune for himself. He was never quite trusting of others, especially those within the Yamaguchi Group, so he always had his own people, a group that only followed his orders.
These individuals were hand-picked by Gonpachiro himself, each one battle-hardened with extraordinary abilities. Gonpachiro rarely needed them, but he retained them by paying a hefty sum, and now was the ti to use them in a decisive fight to the death with Golden Eagle.
The place he occupied was a villa nestled in the mountains, surrounded by tall walls topped with electrified barbed wire—so effective that not even a mouse could climb over without being instantly turned into roast at.
Beyond this primitive yet highly effective defense, surveillance caras were installed virtually everywhere on the walls. In a room within the villa, four people per shift kept an eye on these monitors, ready to detect any slight change.
In the space between the walls and the villa, even more experts were hidden. Now aware of a powerful adversary seeking revenge, these n were not afraid; in fact, so were excited. Rarely did they take action, but when they did, it was lethal. They were also aware of Golden Eagle’s reputation. To face an opponent as formidable as Golden Eagle was not terrifying for so, but an honor.
Gonpachiro had turned these n into a Suicide Squad, a testant to his capabilities. Had it not been for the blinding hatred caused by his son’s death, nobody would have been able to take the position of president of the Yamaguchi Group from him, and under his leadership, the group would have flourished even more.
Furthermore, inside this villa were nurous weapons. Firearms need not be ntioned, as there were even grenades and grenade launchers. In such a place, even if surrounded by a battalion of a hundred n, Gonpachiro was wholly confident in his defense. He didn’t believe that Li Yifei alone could dare seek revenge at his location. He hoped Yifei would co so he could use all his resources to kill him.
As long as he killed Li Yifei, Gonpachiro would have no more worries, and reclaiming his position as president of the Yamaguchi Group wouldn’t be an issue. Although Koboto Kobayashi had managed to beco the president now, Gonpachiro was well aware that Kobayashi lacked the strength and influence necessary. If not for Golden Eagle’s pressure, no one would have followed Kobayashi in forcing him to step down.
The weather during the day was still good, but at night, it changed abruptly. Fierce winds swept in dark clouds, obscuring the moonlight and stars, plunging everything into darkness.
The dark clouds soon brought heavy rain. The weather in December was cold enough, but the rain added much more chill, especially for those stationed in the middle of the villa, making their situation quite miserable. Yet none left their posts or complained, a testant to their quality. The strength of the Yamaguchi Group as Japan’s largest criminal organization, and Gonpachiro’s many years at its helm, spoke volus.
In the surveillance room, several people were monitoring all the caras, which provided views not only of the villa’s yard but also its surroundings.
"Soone’s coming," soone suddenly exclaid.
The monitor showed a man dressed in black tights with a black cap on his head, almost blending completely into the darkness. Were it not for the water droplets from the rain splashing against him making him visible, his presence would have been difficult to notice.
That person had now stopped a hundred ters in front of the main gate and took sothing off his back.
Although the monitor showed the man, only his silhouette was visible. Who he was and what he looked like could not be discerned. But his sudden appearance in such weather, at such a ti, imdiately made the surveillance room staff tense up. They quickly reported to Gonpachiro.
Gonpachiro imdiately had the channel switched over. From his room, he could see what was visible in the surveillance room.
Gonpachiro took one glance and was certain the man was Golden Eagle—not because he saw his face but by intuition. His heart clenched with excitent, tension, but even more with rage and hatred.
"All hands on deck, the enemy has appeared," Gonpachiro imdiately warned. Everyone received the alert in their earpieces, all preparing for action.
At that mont, the monitor suddenly flared with red light, the kind produced only by an explosion. Before Gonpachiro could react, the sound of an earth-shattering blast reached his ears, and the ground shook beneath his feet as if a severe earthquake had occurred.
The force of the rocket launcher was imnse. Though the villa’s heavy steel gates could not be shattered, they could not withstand the rocket’s impact. The gates broke away from their hinges and were blown more than ten ters backward.
Following the explosion, the villa’s gates had flown off, and the sturdy defense was torn open. The shockwave left everyone temporarily deafened and blinded by the bright, intense light, unable to see the surroundings clearly.
Once everyone had sowhat adjusted, the surveillance monitors were already void of any trace of the man in black.
"Golden Eagle has infiltrated, I want him dead, dead!" Gonpachiro roared to life. Golden Eagle, having challenged several of our branches without ever using heavy weaponry, or even firearms, had left Gonpachiro under the illusion that Yifei would co killing with his bare hands. Little did he know that Yifei had resorted to heavy weapons like rocket launchers for his assault this ti.
"Damn it, who supplied him with the weapons? Once I’ve killed Golden Eagle, I’ll skin you all."
Gonpachiro was furious. Golden Eagle’s rocket launcher wasn’t sothing he brought along; it had to be sourced from within Japan. Acquiring military weaponry was difficult, and even for Golden Eagle, it seed unlikely. Besides the Yamaguchi Group, Japan had many other criminal organizations, many of which were their enemies. They would certainly use Yifei’s hand to eliminate Gonpachiro, and it was highly likely that many were involved. And now, Gonpachiro had beco the primary target. Not to ntion finding out who Golden Eagle sought help from, anyone who knew where Golden Eagle was would likely offer help proactively.
The power of the rocket launcher not only blew open the gate but also destroyed many of the nearby surveillance caras. Therefore, relying solely on surveillance monitors to completely track Golden Eagle’s movents was no longer easy.
Gonpachiro was eager to locate Yifei’s position, but he couldn’t find him anywhere. The feeling of having an enemy lurking in the dark was truly uncomfortable, especially with a formidable enemy like Golden Eagle, who could strike a fatal blow at any mont.
"Tsuyoshi Tsuda, Nobita Nobi, Kenichirou, Shizuka, co to
imdiately," Gonpachiro made a quick decision.
Within a minute, the four of them were in Gonpachiro’s room. Tsuyoshi Tsuda was tall and imposing, Kenichirou thin and withered, Nobita Nobi looked sowhat foolish, and Shizuka was a tall woman in a kimono.
These four were the most skilled fighters under Gonpachiro, and even the strongest in the Yamaguchi Group were no match for any of them. This was Gonpachiro’s greatest asset. He had intended to have them spread out to guard the villa’s surroundings, so that should Yifei dare co, these four could directly restrain Golden Eagle and, by any ans, finish him off.
But with Yifei seizing the initiative, Gonpachiro imdiately changed his plan, bringing these four strongest fighters to protect himself. Even if Yifei killed every other person, he would eventually have to co here. Gonpachiro refused to believe that with these four warriors, they could not take on a single Golden Eagle.
"Damn it, are they all dead? Why haven’t you found Golden Eagle’s trace after such a long ti?" Gonpachiro, staring at the monitors, could not help but get infuriated.
"Mr. Gongben, those people really are dead," Shizuka pointed to several positions on the monitor.
"Kawaki!" Gonpachiro called out one person’s na.
Everyone had communicators. Normally, upon being called, that person would respond. But at that mont, he still stood in place without any reaction, clearly already t with a foul end. What was most fatal was that he was within the surveillance scope, yet how he died was unnoticed by everyone.
"Such deadly Flying Needles!" Nobita Nobi sniffed all of a sudden, making a sound like sniffling up snot.
"That’s right, it’s the Flying Needle. Golden Eagle is indeed formidable," Tsuyoshi Tsuda spoke in a deep voice. "Killing with a Flying Needle without making a sound."
Kenichirou narrowed his eyes slightly, speaking in a high-pitched voice, "Guns might not be as powerful as these Flying Needles, but I want to see just how many Flying Needles Golden Eagle has."
Gonpachiro took a sharp intake of breath; such imperceptible killing brought imnse pressure. Swallowing hard, he asked, "Can you handle the Flying Needles?"
Shizuka smiled sweetly, "Mr. Gongben, no matter how strong Golden Eagle is, he’s as good as dead when he ets the four of us. We have absolute confidence that we can kill him."
"Huh... that’s a relief then. You must kill him. Just kill him, and I’ll give each of you a billion," Gonpachiro declared, sparing no expense to have Golden Eagle killed.
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