allonlinenovel Chapter 1055: Total Chaos
Chapter 1055: Total Chaos
In the downtown area, a group of people dressed in samurai uniforms are engaging in a street fight with the security forces.
"Kill!" Yamamoto Satoshi led the charge, holding a samurai sword. All the resentment accumulated over the years turned into murderous intent on the blade at this moment.
Behind him were thousands of downtrodden warriors and gang members. Unlike the workers, they were not only good at brute force, but each of them had real kung fu skills. In just half an hour, more than a dozen members of the security team fell in a pool of blood.
"Brother Yamamoto!" A gang leader covered in blood came running to report, "The 'Blood Wolf Group' in the north has taken down a security branch and seized a lot of guns!"
Yamamoto Satoshi nodded and said, "Tell the brothers that the Mitsui family said that there will be a reward of 3,000 yen for each gun seized!"
"Okay!" The gang leader's eyes lit up and he turned around to convey the news.
Not far away, several gang members were beating two security guards with chains. Their methods were brutal and it was obvious that they were desperate criminals.
"You bastards, you are usually so majestic, aren't you?" A man with a scar on his face grinned, "Today I will let you have a taste of my power!"
In the alley on the other side, a group of samurai were besieging a security branch. These people were lower-level samurai whose salaries had been cut. They had long been dissatisfied with the authorities and now finally found a chance to vent their anger.
"Baga!" A warrior swung his sword and broke open the branch's door, "I told you not to withhold my salary!"
The blood soon dyed the streets red. The methods of these martial artists were far more cruel than those of ordinary people, and every strike was aimed at the vital points.
Standing on a high place, watching this bloody scene, Yamamoto Satoshi was secretly delighted. The funds provided by the Mitsui family were really timely. With the money, these desperate criminals would really risk their lives to fight.
"Master Yamamoto!" Another subordinate came running over, "The 'Iron Tiger Gang' in the south of the city said that as long as they are paid enough, they are willing to lead people to attack the headquarters!"
"Tell them," Yamamoto Satoshi sneered, "the Mitsui family will reward them handsomely after the mission is accomplished. Let them do their best!"
The sounds of fighting in the streets were getting louder and louder. These warriors and gang members were like bloodthirsty beasts, each looking for their next prey. The security team was losing ground, and the number of casualties was rising rapidly.
In the dark, the secret agents of the Mitsui family are constantly wandering between the various gangs, using large sums of money to incite this bloody storm. These desperate criminals are naturally becoming more and more brutal for the sake of money.
Yamamoto Satoshi knew that this was the real riot. It was not the workers' petitions or the students' demonstrations, but the killings of these desperate criminals. They were the most dangerous force in this turmoil.
On another main road in Kyoto, a team consisting of more than one hundred chamber of commerce guards was advancing in an orderly manner.
These guards are dressed in uniform, holding various guns in their hands, and walking steadily, which is in sharp contrast to those gang thugs. Their discipline and equipment are far better than those of ordinary thugs.
The person walking in the front was Masao Fujita, the head of the Fujita Family Chamber of Commerce. He had a stern expression and a firm gaze, and was obviously full of confidence in this operation.
"Keep in formation and keep moving forward!" Masao Fujita commanded loudly.
However, when they reached the city center, the Deputy Director of the Security Bureau, Maori Ohara, blocked the way with a large security force.
"Everyone, stop immediately!" Maori Ohara raised the loudspeaker, and the voice echoed in the street. "This is an illegal armed assembly. Disband immediately, otherwise we will take coercive measures!"
The Chamber of Commerce escort team stopped and there was silence in the team. Fujita Masao frowned slightly, obviously surprised by the appearance of Maori Ohara.
"Deputy Director Maori," Fujita Masao stepped forward, his tone neither humble nor arrogant, "We just want to protect the interests of the Chamber of Commerce, and we don't want to be enemies with the Public Security Bureau."
"Protecting interests?" Maori Ohara sneered, "What you hold in your hands are not account books, but guns!"
Fujita Masao was silent for a moment, then said: "We just want a fair environment. Please move aside, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
Maori Ohara's face was solemn. He knew the background and strength of these Chamber of Commerce guards, and a hasty war would only result in losses for both sides.
"I say again, disband immediately!" Maori Ohara's voice was filled with uneasiness, "Otherwise we will maintain law and order at all costs!"
Fujita Masao looked back at the team behind him, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. At this moment, both sides were waiting for a signal to determine the direction of this confrontation.
On the street, the air seemed frozen, and the tense atmosphere was about to explode. The Chamber of Commerce Guards and the Security Army were facing each other, and neither was willing to give in.
Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, a black car came speeding over.
A middle-aged man in official uniform strode over with a few trusted aides, looking arrogant. Maori Ohara saw this and quickly made way for him.
"Fujita Masao," the official sneered as he walked up to Fujita, "Are you Fujita family tired of living?"
Masao Fujita remained silent.
"I warn you," the official said with contempt in his eyes, "disband these people immediately, or you, the Fujita family, will be in big trouble!"
As he said that, he suddenly raised his hand, and with a "slap", a loud slap hit Fujita Masao in the face.
There was an instant silence. The members of the Chamber of Commerce's security team raised their guns and aimed at the official.
"What?" The official looked at the red mark on Fujita Masao's face and sneered even more, "Not convinced? How dare you——"
Before he finished speaking, a fierce light suddenly flashed in Fujita Masao's eyes. He suddenly pulled out the pistol from his waist and fired a burst of bullets at the official's chest.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
The continuous gunshots echoed in the street. The officer looked down at the blood gushing from his chest, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"You...you dare..."
Before he could finish his words, he fell heavily to the ground, and blood quickly pooled under his body.
"Open fire!" Fujita Masao gave the order.
The Chamber of Commerce's guards immediately opened fire on Pu Yu's cronies and the security team. The streets were suddenly filled with gunfire and bullets flying everywhere.
Maori Ohara looked at all this with a pale face. He knew that this shot not only killed an official, but also fired the most crucial shot in this riot.
From this moment on, the Chamber of Commerce and Pu Yu completely fell out.
Inside the Public Security Bureau headquarters, Nagasaki Isamu's office was filled with smoke.
"Report! Three more police stations in the West District have been captured!"
"News came from the business district that the Chamber of Commerce guards have already exchanged fire with us!"
"Students from the college area broke through the defense line!"
"There have been heavy casualties in the downtown area. Gang members are too rampant!"
Various emergency reports came in like snowflakes, and Nagasaki Yong fiercely put out the cigarette butt into the ashtray, which was already full of cigarettes.
"Give me the latest statistics!" he yelled to his adjutant.
"Yes!" The adjutant flipped through the report in his hand, his voice trembling, "According to statistics from various districts, the number of people participating in the march has exceeded 200,000..."
"What?!" Nagasaki stood up bravely, "Two hundred thousand?! This is impossible!"
"The report is true!" The adjutant continued to report, "There are more than 30,000 people in the industrial area, more than 40,000 people in the college area, about 50,000 people in the Chamber of Commerce guards and their supporters, about 30,000 samurai and gang members in the downtown area, and people from other areas are also constantly joining..."
"Baka!" Nagasaki Yong slammed his fist on the table. "Why is this happening? Why are there so many riots breaking out at the same time?"
At this moment, another subordinate rushed in: "Report! A senior official of Master Pu Yu was beaten to death in the business district! It was done by the Fujita family!"
Nagasaki Yong slumped in his chair, his face ashen. He finally realized that this was not an ordinary popular demonstration, but a carefully planned rebellion.
"Order all law enforcement units," he said hoarsely, "to defend the headquarters at all costs. Let the army...let the army come to support us as soon as possible!"
The adjutant hesitated: "But... the army said they still need time to assemble..."
Nagasaki Isamu looked at the map of Kyoto on the table. The locations of the riots were densely marked on it, like a tightening net.
Two hundred thousand people... This number made him despair. The entire Public Security Bureau had less than five thousand people in total. How could they control a riot of this scale?
What made him even more uneasy was that the riot came so suddenly, yet was so organized. It was as if someone in every area was behind the scenes, pushing the city into the abyss of chaos.