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Chapter 77 Job Titles
The next day.
After a long day of work, Tokyo residents were preparing to have some fun in the evening, only to find that Kabukicho, which is usually bustling with people and brightly lit, was now closed and deserted.
Apart from the occasional customer who came here looking for fun but left empty-handed and in a hurry, the young women who used to solicit customers were nowhere to be seen.
Some of the customers who were turned down gave up, while quite a few actually made a phone call to complain to the city hall.
These drunkards, fueled by their intoxication, began to hurl insults.
They cursed the city hall staff, calling them blatant paycheck thieves.
It's one thing to steal taxpayers' money normally, but now they're trying to shut down Kabukicho.
This is going to uproot the few forms of entertainment available to these people at the bottom of society!
However, the staff who were being scolded were also completely confused and felt baffled, since the city hall had not issued an order to close Kabukicho. So they called the Metropolitan Police Department, only to receive the same message.
They also received numerous complaints, and were equally baffled, as the Metropolitan Police Department had not issued such an order.
However, it is very slow for a large bureaucracy to truly function.
So it wasn't until a week after the entire Kabukicho district and all such industries in Tokyo had been shut down that the bigwigs realized what was happening.
Moreover, this wave of closures is not limited to Tokyo but has spread outwards. Osaka, Hokkaido, Kobe, Fukuoka...
This industry is shutting down in more and more cities, and for some unknown reason, even companies that specialize in filming videos have issued notices of temporary suspension of their activities.
All sorts of fake news are spreading like wildfire on the Japanese internet.
Some say that the daughter of a powerful figure accidentally wandered into the place, and in a fit of rage, all related industries across the country suffered.
Some people say that this is actually a conspiracy by the United States.
Some people say that the government is actually amending the relevant laws, and soon these industries will be classified as illegal. They are just sacrificing pawns to save the king.
There were many different opinions, but no consensus was reached.
The few posts that pointed to the Snake Clan were quickly drowned out by various conspiracy theories.
This is exactly what the Snake Clan wanted to see and was secretly pushing for.
Although the family has been transforming in recent years and has made significant achievements in the technology, real estate and industrial sectors, these industries are the perfect reservoir for cultivating family leaders.
It is also a place where many gangs rely on, and the family's current actions are undoubtedly uprooting these gangs. If they were not afraid of the main family, they would probably have already caused a huge uproar.
Yuan Zhisheng knew all of this, and as the young master and future patriarch, he naturally understood the implications. However, he had no time to worry about such matters at the moment.
Because after these businesses were shut down, the family managed to find clues left behind by the Ghost Clan.
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thump!
The Japanese-style sliding door was suddenly flung open, and the burly man in the black trench coat pulled the trigger the instant he burst into the room.
Bullets rained down on the man who was kneeling on the tatami mat inside the house.
However, the next moment, something terrifying happened.
The bullets struck the man and produced a metallic clanging sound, then bounced off.
However, the bullet eventually tore through the man's outer clothing.
After the clothes were torn apart, fine blue scales were revealed.
Enraged by the bullet, the man raised his head, his golden eyes filled with savagery. He opened his mouth, his forked tongue sticking out and hissing.
With a powerful kick, he leaped up and pinned the strong man beneath him.
The hands, which had long since transformed into claws, easily tore open the trench coat.
The next second, however, he was grabbed by the strong man's hands.
However, despite their desperate resistance, the strong man was still slightly outmatched.
Although a golden light also shone in his eyes, his body, still bound by human form, was ultimately no match for the monster before him.
Just as the man, who had transformed into a monster, was slowly pressing down on his wrist, about to pierce his throat.
A flash of light appeared.
A cold light swirled up, and fresh blood spurted out.
The head, still contorted in a ferocious expression, fell to the ground with a thud, only coming to a stop when it rolled into the corner of the wall.
The burly man was panting heavily, still shaken, with a lingering fear on his face.
"Young Master," he said, his voice trembling as he looked at the newcomer.
"Use your job title when you're working." Genjiro sheathed his long sword, his face serious.
"Yes, Chief!" the burly man hurriedly stood up and nodded.
However, the moment he finished speaking, Genjiro's figure had already quietly left the house.
The brothel encountered some unexpected problems during its closure.
For some reason, the staff sent by our company have not sent back any messages for a long time.
With no other option, the others in charge of shutting it down could only call the police.
That's right. Even the underworld has to abide by the law. So, when it comes to things like a missing person, isn't it more appropriate to leave it to the police?
After responding to the call, the local police station quickly dispatched two officers.
But that's where it ends.
Even the police officers have disappeared inside this brothel.
One of the family cadres in charge of the shutdown was from the Enforcement Bureau. He keenly sensed something was amiss and quickly reported it to the family.
Soon, officers from the enforcement bureau, dressed in black trench coats and carrying long knives and short guns, completely sealed off the brothel.
The thick, pungent stench emanating from the shop, resembling a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, seemed to confirm that this place had become a den of ghosts.
There are ghosts hiding there, or more accurately, this is a stronghold of the Fierce Ghosts.
Genjiro, carrying the ancient sword Spider Cutter, strolled through this blood-red landscape.
His boots trod over the bloodstains on the ground, but he felt no emotion whatsoever at the scene before him, a scene that could easily be described as a horror movie.
During his years in the Enforcement Bureau, he had become accustomed to this kind of scene.
Yuan Zhisheng passed through each room.
An officer who had already slaughtered his opponents raised his gun at him.
There was also a Deadpool who killed an officer and roared at him.
To the former, Genjiro would also brandish his sword as a signal.
As for the latter, he wouldn't mind having another soul fall under his blade.
He trudged through blood and bones to reach the second floor of this brothel.
The crow and the yaksha were chatting and laughing at the top of the stairs, but they quickly stopped smiling when they saw him arrive.
Genji nodded casually, then frowned and asked, noticing that one person was missing, "Where did Sakura go?"
"Inside," the crow replied.
"Something's gotten out of hand," Yaksha added. "They've taken hostages."