"Silence!"

A female ninja standing behind His Highness Hattori suddenly spoke with a cold voice.

It was like a basin of cold water pouring on his head, and the originally passionate atmosphere in the room cooled instantly.

Everyone shut their mouths together, sat upright without looking sideways.

"The Palace of the Horses is the branch of the twelve palaces in Asia. It is not a good idea to start a war with them without any evidence."

His Highness Hattori got up from the cushion, and a strange light flashed in his slender eyes: "This matter is left to the Hattori family to handle. You will continue to maintain the operation of the Black Dragon Society. Since Masao Iwada is dead, Nakamura Tomora will take over as the leader."

After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the front: "Nakamura, don't let me down."

The middle-aged man was happy to be moved, but tried his best to remain calm, took a deep breath, and bowed down respectfully: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your favor, Nakamura will do his best to serve the family, devote his efforts to the death, and only then will he die!"

The leaders of other Black Dragon Associations were both envious and jealous, but they had no courage to raise objections at all.

"Murder the dead, the Hattori family's shrine, and have their place."

His Highness Hattori nodded slightly, stepped out in his clogs, and two female ninjas followed him without saying a word.

"Greatly send your highness to you!"

Everyone bowed together.

The sound of "smacking" clogs went further and further away. Until it was completely lost, the leaders of the Black Dragon Association stood up and rushed to Nakamura Tomora, flattering and flattering.

At this time, Tomora Nakamura changed into another expression, raised his chin slightly, and with arrogance in his reserve, he picked up the teacup on his own, took a sip, and naturally enjoyed the compliments from everyone.

Outside the mansion.

"Your Highness, is the assassin who assassinated Iwata Masao really related to the Hokage Palace?" a female ninja asked in a low voice.

"Whether it is related to the Hokkaido Palace, you will know soon."

His Highness Hattori smiled faintly: "Didn't the new leader from the Hokage Palace come to invite the Hattori family to come to the banquet tomorrow? Then I will ask in person."

"Knock!"

A slight knock on the door woke Lin Chong up from entering into meditation.

He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bright halo in his eyes, slowly disappearing, and the qi and blood that circulated in his body gradually returned to silence.

"Please come in." He spoke.

The door opened, and a middle-aged woman in her forties stood outside, the owner of the small hotel.

She has fair skin and charm, and has a gentle temperament unique to Fusang women. She said uneasy: "Mr. Yang, a car parked outside and said she was here to pick you up."

Lin Chong said calmly: "Okay, I'll go down right away, thank you."

"Then I'll let them wait a little longer."

The middle-aged woman realized that Lin Chong's identity was extraordinary, and she became respectful unconsciously. Her eyes swept over the corner of the wall, and a look of fear suddenly appeared in her eyes. She gently covered the door and turned around and left.

Lin Chong grew up and stretched his body. A series of "crackling" sounds appeared in the bones of his body, and his body seemed to have been lifted up a few centimeters in an instant.

He walked to the window, opened the window and looked down. Sure enough, he saw a black extended Rolls-Royce parked in front of the hotel, and two big men in black suits stood with their hands behind their backs.

No wonder the mother Sang, whose nostrils are facing the sky, suddenly became so polite. It turned out that she was scared.

The two great men also saw Lin Chong and immediately bowed to him. One of the great men raised their voice and said, "Mr. Yang, it was sent by Lord Barron. We will take you to the headquarters."

Lin raised his eyebrows, knowing that Barron's move was both a good intention and a demonstration to himself.

Lin Chong did not tell Barron about his address, but the Hokage Palace found him so quickly, which shows that the Hokage Palace knew Tokyo well and could not escape their ears and ears.

"You two, Barron didn't come?" Lin Chong deliberately frowned and asked unhappily. He did not forget his disguised identity at the moment. He was a cold-hearted and moody killer.

"Mr. Barron was called by Lord Andrew, so he couldn't come to pick you up in person. Please forgive me." The man said apologetically.

"Okay, wait."

Lin Chong said coldly.

He spent ten minutes washing and changing clothes, put on the black tight suit, hid the mask in his arms, and then picked up the Taidao placed in the corner of the wall, before leaving the hotel.

After Lin Chong got on the bus, two big men drove him towards the headquarters of the Renma Palace.

It was the peak hours of work, and the traffic was extremely busy, with crowded cars everywhere. It took more than an hour before Lin Chong arrived at the headquarters of the Renma Palace.

This is a building that is more than ten stories high, with a grayish-white body, which is inconspicuous compared to the surrounding skyscrapers.

The square in front of the building is full of luxury cars, mainly Cadillac and Rolls-Royce, as well as Bentley, BMW, Ferrari, etc.

Judging from the appearance alone, the headquarters of Renma Palace is basically no different from the office building of a company.

In fact, the Renma Palace is indeed operating like a company in Fusang Country. The only difference is that most of their money comes from illegal channels and is shameless.

As a transnational criminal organization, the Hokkaido dared to set up its headquarters in a downtown area, opposite the police station. This shows how powerful and deep the foundation it is in Tokyo.

Under the leadership of the two great men, Lin Chong walked into the building, staring without squinting, his expression was cold, as if he was indifferent to anything.

As soon as he entered the building, Lin Chong felt a tense and solemn atmosphere. Almost every corner was guarded by members of the human palace holding weapons, and the cameras were everywhere.

Lin Chong walked forward without hesitation.

The two big men led Lin Chong to a closed door, pushed it away without hesitation, then turned to the side and reached out to the point: "Mr. Yang, please."

At the same time as the door was pushed open, more than a dozen sharp gazes looked at Lin Chong in unison.

The meanings of those eyes are different, including scrutiny and curiosity, as well as hostility and murderous aura.

The owners of the eyes were divided into two rows and sat cross-legged, either expressionless, sneered, light and arrogant, and their aura was particularly strong, and each person had a faint smell of blood.

If it were an ordinary person who was stared at by so many malicious eyes, he would have been weak and could not take any steps.

However, Lin Chong's expression did not change at all, and he walked into the room slowly.

Lin Chong's calm attitude immediately put aside his contempt. Most of the people with more flexible minds looked away, but there were also a few idiots who were ignorant of life and death still stared at him fiercely.
Chapter completed!