Chapter 885 Crime City (Twenty)

"The bodies have been cleared, probably because this is the gang's territory and no one has reported the crime." Jack showed Ma Xidao the photos he took in the afternoon.

The address of the Korean branch of "Yi Tiao Group" was obtained by monitoring Zhou Xingzhe's mobile phone. Jack sneaked in before him in the afternoon to take a look.

After finding something wrong, he quickly withdrew, and at the same time found that someone seemed to be watching this place, so he took Ma Xidao to wait nearby at night, hoping to get some unexpected gains.

"Look at the bloodstains seeping from the floor. There are many similar traces. At least seven or eight people died, and there may be more. The gang should have directly killed all the people who were suspected of betraying the headquarters. It is a typical Yakuza style."

After listening to Jack's analysis, even Ma Xidao couldn't help but look a little serious, but that was all. He was dealing with more than one or two brutal gangsters. If he couldn't deal with them with one punch, he would just give them another punch.

However, Ma Xidao also understood why Jack said that he would use extraordinary means at the beginning. The old-school gangs such as the "Ichijo Group" affiliated with the "Yamaguchi Group" are not only extremely brutal, but also extremely well organized.

He felt a little incredible that he could hide the killing of so many people from the police. Although most of the Korean police are indeed incompetent, they are still a state violence machine. The overall public security in Korea is still good.

"What should we do next? Wait until he finds the drugs and catch him in the act, and force him to confess Zhou Xingzhe?" Ma Xidao asked, listening to the faint sound of demolishing the house and smashing the wall in the distance.

"Why rush? Those goods can only be effective when they are in Zhou Xingzhe's hands. Instead, we have to make sure he can get those goods."

Jack was still staring at the drug money used for transactions in the hands of the Wanwan gangs. If Zhou Xingzhe didn't get the goods to trade with them, how could he rob the gangs.

Just as the two were talking, a black Mercedes-Benz G suddenly whizzed over and stopped at the door of the house with a sudden brake. Four Yakuza with knives and sticks got out of the car, led by a white-haired man in a red suit.

"Ashiba!" Seeing this white-haired guy, Ma Xidao was immediately furious. He put one hand on the car door and wanted to get out of the car and rush over to beat him up, but was held down by Jack.

"What's the hurry?" Jack sent a message to shake people while grabbing Ma Xidao's arm.

"It was this bastard who hit me with his car. Richie was sitting next to him at the time!" Ma Xidao struggled for a few times and looked at his right hand in disbelief. He was surprised to find that this FBI guy seemed to be stronger than him.

"Are you rushing in now to save people?"

Ma Xidao was stunned by what Jack said, "Of course not, why should I save Zhou Xingzhe's men? He might have contributed to the death of Team Leader Zheng."

Seeing that he finally stopped struggling, Jack let go of Ma Xidao's arm, "So why not watch the show first, that guy is dead, this is a trap, we can follow them to find Richie, that guy is the leader."

Sure enough, just before Jack finished speaking, a flat-headed boy jumped out of a house not far away, pointed at the Japanese-style house that was still making a banging sound on the wall, and bowed his head to report to the white-haired man in the red suit.

Then the killers of the "Ichijo Group" rushed into the house aggressively, and soon there were sounds of fighting and screaming in the house, but it was quiet soon.

A few minutes later, accompanied by a shrill howl, the white-haired man in the red suit came out, wiping the bloody wakizashi, and then waved his hand to let the men following behind him help a wounded companion get into the car together.

After a while, seeing that the taillights of the black Mercedes-Benz G were almost gone, Jack slowly started the car and followed.

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"This is it."

Watching the Mercedes-Benz G stop at the door of a restaurant with a Japanese izakaya sign not far from Incheon Port, Jack turned the car and turned into a small road to stop.

Before he could stop the car, Ma Xidao couldn't wait to open the door and rushed down.

Is this guy so reckless? Jack quickly opened the trunk, took out the crowbar he had prepared in advance and chased after him, "No, I said you were going to kill your way in like this?"

"Don't you still have you? I used to handle this kind of thing by myself, and my colleagues would always come after the matter was over."

Ma Xidao complained expressionlessly, and directly raised his big foot and kicked the carved wooden door of the izakaya covered with white paper.

"Bakayar! What."

A small guard reacted quickly, pulled out the wakizashi from his waist and rushed up.

Jack pulled out his SIG Sauer and was about to shoot, but Ma Xidao, who was walking in front of him, got there first. He leaned forward slightly and punched the other man in the chest.

"Bang!"

"Hua La La"

The little guy's chest sunken, and he flew backwards and knocked over a row of tables and chairs. He was breathing out but not in.

Jack was slightly shocked. The power of God Ma Dongxi was almost inhuman. When his physical attribute just broke through 20, he probably couldn't have achieved this effect.

"Who is it?" The "Ichijo Group" killers in the hall were drinking and having fun. They didn't expect that someone would dare to attack their lair.

"What do you think this place is!" A group of Yakuza drew out their wakizashi and surrounded them, but when they saw the pistol in Jack's hand, they retreated in fear.

Wakizashi is also a kind of samurai sword, but the general length is only between 30-60 cm, similar to a slightly longer dagger, and it was a backup weapon for samurai in the Japanese Warring States Period.

No matter how awesome the samurai sword is, it is still a cold weapon. If you can't cut bullets with a sword, you can only admit defeat.

"Prosecutor Jin told me to keep an eye on you and try not to shoot you, even if you hit your legs." Ma Xidao suddenly said this expressionlessly.

Jack sighed. This is really a lot of requirements. No one else can be this guy's partner. He had no choice but to put away the SIG Sauer and switch the crowbar in his left hand to his right hand.

There is no way. In their plan, these Yakuza will take them back to report. It is really inappropriate to kill them.

"Ah!"

Seeing two idiots, one with bare hands and the other with a gun, the Yakuza suddenly got courage and rushed up with wakizashi of different lengths, shouting and waving.

The one Jack prepared was not the short size used to pry car tires, but the heavy crowbar with a length of more than 1 meter used for fire rescue.

Not only was it nearly twice as long as the wakizashi used by the Yakuza, but it was also very light, weighing seven or eight kilograms, but it seemed as light as a feather in Jack's hand.

"Buzz"

"Dang!"

The bent end of the crowbar tore through the air, and in the horrified eyes of a Yakuza, it directly knocked away the wakizashi he had chopped out, and the remaining force did not decrease at all, flying close to the guy's scalp, leaving a trail of blood.

Damn, the force was too strong, Jack muttered in his heart, he forced to change the trajectory, otherwise the guy's brain would have burst with this blow.

Before the Yakuza could rejoice, the crowbar that had just been swung out drew half a circle and turned back, hitting him heavily on the back, and with a terrifying cracking sound, the guy fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

The broken spine cut off the nerve signals in his lower body, and the Yakuza immediately lost the ability to manage his sphincter and bladder.

Anyway, as long as the person survives, it's fine. Just treat it as a life sentence in advance.

Jack took a half step to the side, dodging a wakizashi that was swinging at him, and at the same time, he raised the crowbar diagonally and accurately smashed the jaw of another Yakuza.

He will have to eat with a straw for the rest of his life. Forensic medicine is not just for dissecting corpses. The mastery of human structure and the superhuman physique given by the system attributes make Jack fight like a surgeon performing surgery on a patient.

It's just that surgeons need to use scalpels flexibly to treat diseases and save lives, while Jack is wielding the crowbar flexibly to ensure that every villain cannot take care of himself for the rest of his life.