Chapter 830: A Pattern (Part 3)
o the Black Fox Society, preparing to thoroughly eliminate the traitor Xiang Tianhu. At the same time, a portion of the manpower went to the Ding family to cooperate with Ding Chan's actions.Almost al..."You...let me go, please...I beg you... I'll never be your enemy again..." Koizumi Jiro was still begging incessantly.
Ye Fan was fiddling with the gun in his hand, as if he had suddenly remembered something. He said, "I seem to have heard you just now say that I should kneel down and beg for mercy from you. As you know, I am a person who gets revenge." After finishing speaking, Ye Fan unintentionally aimed the gun in his hand at Kozue Nobuo.
Koizumi's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, lying there like a dead dog, panting heavily.
Ye Fan frowned and said, "You're wrong again. I didn't tell you to lie on the ground, I told you to kneel. If you don't know how, I can teach you." Ye Fan pointed the gun in his hand at Kozaki Jiro's knee.
Just now, Koizumi looked like a dead dog. This time, he sprang up, knelt before Ye Fan, and kept kowtowing: "I'm sorry, please forgive me. From now on, I will never set foot in Linhai again."
“Xiao Quan, how could you kneel down to a Chinese pig…” A voice suddenly spoke, his tone filled with anger. He glared at Ye Fan’s eyes, where fire seemed to burn, and reached into his pocket as if to pull out the second gun he had hidden there.
'Bang!'
Ye Fan had seen his little move earlier. The man didn't hesitate at all before falling down. Blood slowly flowed from his brow, in this dark night, he could actually be shot in the head!
Even no one could see when Ye Fan made his move. He seemed to have just casually raised his hand, without even aiming, but just such an inconspicuous action was enough to kill a C-class warrior with a single shot!
Those below all paled, this must be the legendary sharpshooter! So not a single one dared to move.
Koizumi Jiro was so frightened that he couldn't even stand, his trembling legs buckled beneath him as he knelt.
“I’ll ask you three questions now. Just answer them, and you can leave. But if you dare to lie to me, don’t blame me for getting rough…” Ye Fan sneered, twirling the gun in his hand. He suddenly realized how effective this weapon was.
"Yes, yes..." Koizumi Jiro nodded eagerly. As long as he could save his life, he was willing to say anything.
"First question, what organization are you"
Koizumi Jiro hesitated for a moment, thinking of the organization's discipline. However, he quickly figured it out. Revealing the organization's secrets would certainly result in punishment from the organization, but if he didn't say anything now, he would die anyway. Therefore, after just a slight hesitation, he said: "Our organization is called 'Blood Alliance', and its influence spreads all over the world."
Ye Fan frowned deeply, ‘Blood Alliance’ He had heard of this organization before. It was extraordinary. This organization was elusive; no one knew who their leader was or where their base was. All that was known was that they had secret strongholds in every country, and each country had a leader, whom they called the 'Leader'. The Leader was only responsible for a single line of communication with their respective country and headquarters. Even some people within the organization who lacked sufficient authority didn't know about the existence of these Leaders.
It can be said that this is an extremely mysterious and powerful organization. Ye Fan's brow furrowed into a knot.
Where is your base in China Who is the leader
“I don’t know, I only have a single line of contact with someone called jang. He directly gives me mission notifications.” Koizumi Jiro saw Ye Fan's furrowed brows and thought he didn't believe him, so he hurriedly said, “I swear to heaven, I haven’t lied to you. In Guangdong Province, we did have a base, but it hasn’t been used for a long time. I contact this jang through my brother Koizumi Ichifu. He might be the leader of Hua Xia… believe me!”
Koizumi Jiro roared in despair, he no longer remembered any organizational discipline, all he knew was that now, he had to survive.
Ye Fan knew that asking Kozui no Jiro again wouldn't get him any more information. It was obvious that Kozui no Jiro wasn't a big shot in the organization; he was just a minor player. Ye Fan hadn't yet met the true core members of the higher-ups.
"Last question, after asking well you can leave, I promise. What brings you to the sea" Ye Fan's eyes were fixed on Koizumi Jiro.
Kōzō Kozumi seemed to hesitate, engaged in a fierce ideological struggle. However, he knew that if he revealed this secret, he would undoubtedly be hunted down by the organization in the future. But if he didn't speak up, he would die right now.
If he were to make up some random excuse, and Ye Fan saw through it, he believed he would die an even more terrible death.
After much deliberation, he finally decided to take a gamble. After today, he would immediately sever ties with the organization and, with a sum of money in hand, seek protection in the United States to evade their pursuit.
After thinking it through, Koizumi Jiro said: "The reason we came to Linhai this time was actually to cooperate with the Sikong Group. In fact, we are here for..."
Ye Fan was listening carefully, but just as Koizumi Jiro spoke the most crucial moment, Ye Fan suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness in his heart, followed by two gunshots!
Ye Fan instinctively dodged to the side. His speed was astonishing; the moment the gunshot rang out, his body had already retreated under his car to a concealed position. When he turned back, as expected, there was a bullet hole where he had just been standing!
Does someone want to assassinate themselves
Ye Fan sneered in his heart. He had done a lot of assassination work before, but these people were too unprofessional, weren't they Since they wanted to play assassin, how could they not even bring sniper rifles
"No! " Ye Fan's heart cried out in alarm. He rushed towards Kozue Kofuji, only to see him already lying on the ground, with a pool of blood gushing from his head!
The assassin's target was indeed Kosuke Koizumi! Firing at himself was just a way to draw his attention away!
What a good technique! What a sharp killing skill!
Ye Fan suddenly rushed to Kizuizumi Jiro's side, and saw Kizuizumi Jiro's dead fish-like eyes staring blankly at one place, motionless, as if he was unwilling to die.
Ye Fan followed his gaze, but saw nothing.
Could Kozumi have just seen something Could he have seen the person who shot him
Suddenly, Kozumi Jiro's hand twitched. Ye Fan was shocked. He didn't expect that Kozumi Jiro, who had been shot, was still alive. "Who did you see kill you Tell me quickly!" Ye Fan urged.
Koizumi Jiro let out a guttural, animalistic growl. He probably knew he couldn't speak anymore, so he struggled to move his fingers across the ground, drawing a pattern as blood trickled along them, drop by drop.
Ye Fan stared intently at his hand...ke some sacrifices, didn't heBut when Ye Fan walked out of the military district headquarters, he felt something was wrong on the road. Judging from the fluctuations in the air around him, this breath...