"Mountain Path Association! Kill them!"

"Cough!"

Teraoka Yamanaka’s words were full of disdain. In an instant, all the thugs under the Mountain Path Association picked up the weapons hidden on their bodies, roaring with all their might. It was like ancient soldiers charging on a battlefield, rushing toward other gangs in the hall.

Ogura Toshi’s neck veins bulged as he kicked away a charging thug from the Mountain Path Association and drew two Japanese-style Kyozetsu from behind him.

"Baka! A bunch of idiots!!"

"Ogura Toshi!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a burly black figure suddenly burst out of the crowd like a mad bull, crashing into several thugs. Finally, it leaped into the air, a gleaming military knife like beastly fangs aimed straight at Ogura Toshi’s face.

Bang!

Ogura Toshi crossed his dual blades to block, only to be staggered back with a single impact, stepping over a dining table and nearly falling to the ground.

Looking closely, the one who came was none other than Otsuka Katsuyuki’s top thug, the close-cropped strong man from that night!

"A life for a life!"

"Fuck! I didn’t kill Otsuka Katsuyuki!!"

With the dining table overturned, Wa Xueming and others from Northern Myanmar were also at a loss, quickly retreating away from the center of the conflict.

They were just there to talk business and had no intention of getting involved in the Yijuan Association’s internal conflict.

But an oblivious gang thug swung his switchblade at them, startling Bai Mingliang into a wide-eyed shout:

"Mr. Wang!!"

"Fuck you!"

In a dire moment, Wa Xueming drew a short axe from his suit and hacked fiercely at the thug’s arm. Blood gushed instantly, splattering onto his face and white shirt.

At the same time, two thugs rushed toward Abe Shigehide, but before they could get close, a man and a woman behind him simultaneously took a step, flinging their arms mid-way. Two silver flashes cut across, slashing the throats and sending them collapsing lifelessly. Blood quickly pooled into a puddle under Abe Shigehide’s black leather boots.

"Get the knife." He calmly and coldly stood up, pulling a crimson peculiar mask from his suit.

As soon as he put on the mask, a long ponytail figure presented a Japanese katana with a clear clang, the bright sharp blade gleaming like a fluorescent tube. The thugs from Liangben beside him also donned white masks. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Looking up.

Uniform red and white Oni masks!

"Kill!"

Seeing Gu Ji and others quickly escaping outside, the bald police consultant, along with his men, retreated as well, but after a few steps, they were stopped by three or four Liangben thugs, wielding Japanese Tanto short knives, wearing white Oni masks.

The leading dark-skinned thug smiled, advancing step by step while loosening the black tie around his neck, "This damn tie is so fucking annoying!"

"I-I warn you, I’m a consultant from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Tama Police Station, with the rank of Police Advisor. You bunch of bastards, get out of my way now!!" The bald police officer swallowed spit, hurriedly hiding behind a tall male officer.

But the dark-skinned thug paid no heed to his threats, instead rubbing his ear with a disdainful expression.

"Hehehe, I intend to slash you cops, all two-faced bastards!"

"Damn! Draw your guns!!"

The bald officer shouted loudly, prompting the officers to draw M37 revolvers from their waists with a mix of fear and anger at the reckless thugs, "Listen up, no warning shots. Anyone who dares to assault the police, shoot to kill immediately!!"

"Cough!!"

"What the hell are you saying, you bastard? If you’ve got the guts, then shoot! Do it!"

The dark-skinned man seemed utterly fearless, advancing with a short knife toward the police, even laughing maniacally, "Hahaha! Too scared to shoot? Don’t be afraid, officer..."

"Kill!!"

A sudden shout, combined with the terrifying white Oni mask, made the officers jump. The thugs pounced, slashing down on one young male officer’s gun-holding wrist, blood splattering as a piercing scream rang out.

"Sinai!!"

"Bang!"

A flash of fire, a gunshot.

The bullet hit one thug’s thigh, instantly knocking him down.

Yet terrifyingly, the thug made no sound, even crawling swiftly on the ground, stabbing the female officer who fired in the abdomen!

In an instant, everyone in the hall was drawn into the chaotic melee.

Whether Mountain Path Association, Inner Circle, Chuwan Association, Liangben, Northern Myanmar the Bai Family, or Tama Police Station, it was complete chaos.

Under dim lights, the thugs in formal suits collided violently, the clash of blades short and intense, blood spraying and staining the woven bamboo partitions, and splattering into the white monastery dishes.

The horrid struggling fight of blades piercing flesh, gunfire explosions, blood-curdling screams, and the thick scent of blood in the air...

Gao Bo watched the hellish scene, his mind buzzing.

"Is this really the result of Japanese police patrol and inspection? Why are there so many bladed weapons!"

"Everyone, gather up! Leader Xu, stay inside!"

Gu Ji shouted coldly.

With Gao Bo, Wu Kang, and Jingshang Gaoming outside, Chen Zhiyu, Zeng Dan, Shi Zhengmin, and Lang Shaobo remained inside.

"Damn police!! Sinai!"

"Bang!"

Seeing the charging thug, Jingshang Gaoming decisively pulled the trigger, likewise hitting the opponent’s thigh with one shot.

This was a common reflex among police in countries with strict gun control.

Unlike Europe and the United States, where officers can shoot to kill outright, countries like Xia and Japan in Asia have clear levels of threat and police force confrontation hierarchy.