Chapter 539: Is This Really the Number One Assassin in Asia?

Chen Jiajun continued calmly, "This ailment of yours, have you not seen a doctor at a hospital?"

"I know my own body; going to the hospital is of no use." Kusakari Yuichi raised his eyebrows at Chen Jiajun.

However, his fingers kept tapping against his wheelchair.

And it seemed to follow a certain pattern.

Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then a smile bloomed on his face.

He stopped talking nonsense with Kusakari Yuichi and started chatting idly instead.

During this time, he even mentioned the expansion of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Kusakari Yuichi shook his head directly and said, "I cannot help you with this matter. The Yamaguchi-gumi is now under the control of my foster son, Kusakari Lang; you should go find him instead!"

A look of disappointment appeared on Chen Jiajun's face, then he smiled and said, "Then I have troubled you, farewell!"

After Chen Jiajun left, Kusakari Yuichi looked at his retreating back with a complex expression in his eyes.

A moment later, he said to the nanny beside him in a flat tone, "Take me back."

The nanny emerged from a dark corner and pushed Kusakari Yuichi's wheelchair away from the courtyard.

……

On the other side, Chen Jiajun returned to the hotel in Ginza.

He called over the Information Officer in Tokyo.

"Listen to this, what does this Morse code mean!" Chen Jiajun tapped on the table according to the rhythm of Kusakari Yuichi's tapping.

The Information Officer immediately began to translate, and soon arrived at a word: "M-O-N-I-T-O-R, monitor."

Chen Jiajun nodded, "Just as I thought, this old devil Kusakari Yuichi is being monitored by his own foster son!"

Shanjie couldn't help but say, "Does that mean Kusakari Yuichi didn't give up his position voluntarily at all?"

"That should be the case!" Chen Jiajun sneered and said, "When I was talking to this old guy, he was very unwilling!"

Shanjie said with pleasant surprise, "Doesn't that mean we have an opportunity?"

But Chen Jiajun poured a bucket of cold water on Shanjie directly, saying, "It's not that simple! Although we know that this old devil Kusakari Yuichi did not give up his position voluntarily, Kusakari Lang is already the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi now! That point cannot be changed!"

"If you want to do something to this guy in Japan, you will definitely be hunted down and killed by the Yamaguchi-gumi! Even if this old devil Kusakari Yuichi regains power, this result will not change in the slightest!"

Chen Jiajun knew that Shanjie had always been bold.

And he was extremely decisive in his actions.

If Chen Jiajun didn't warn him, this guy might just find an opportunity to assassinate Kusakari Lang directly.

As things stand, Shanjie is managing the Hung Hing branch in Japan very well, and this great general must not be lost in such an operation.

Shanjie said somewhat unwillingly, "Then we just do nothing?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said, "Of course that's impossible. After all, it is more in our interest for Kusakari Yuichi to be in power. Since he didn't step down voluntarily, then we will just help him regain power!"

Shanjie's eyes lit up immediately: "What should we do?"

Chen Jiajun rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, saying, "When I asked that old devil Kusakari Yuichi just now, I discovered that he is already paralyzed in a wheelchair! But he told me he hasn't been to a hospital at all! If this old devil really had a physical condition, why wouldn't he go to the hospital?"

"With his financial resources, he could extend his life for several years even with a terminal illness! Why do you think he doesn't go?"

Shanjie's brain spun rapidly: "Then there is only one possibility: once he goes to the hospital for treatment, it is very likely... he will die!"

Chen Jiajun snapped his fingers and said, "Then the old devil's paralysis is clearly not due to normal physical causes; I think it is... someone poisoning him!"

……

At this time, at the Kusakari residence.

Kusakari Lang listened to his subordinate's report. "So, that Chen Jiajun only sat for less than ten minutes before getting up and leaving?" Kusakari Lang brandished the Samurai Sword in his hand, emitting bursts of shrill whistling sounds.

The sound made when the blade cut through the air was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Even though Kusakari Lang's subordinates were far away, they couldn't help but have beads of sweat seep from their foreheads.

The subordinate nodded and said, "Yes, Leader!"

"Then... did he see anything?" Kusakari Lang slashed the scarecrow in half with one stroke and nodded with satisfaction.

"He only asked about his physical condition!" The subordinate shook his head and said, "And about the friction between our Yamaguchi-gumi and Hung Hing! The old leader indicated that this matter needs to be discussed between him and you personally!"

"Sensible!" Kusakari Lang laughed sinisterly.

This made the subordinate even more afraid to speak, and he could only lower his head and wait for Kusakari Lang's inquiry.

Kusakari Lang continued, "Where is Chen Jiajun now?"

"At a hotel in Ginza!" the subordinate replied.

"This person ruined the Liangchuan Group's business in the United States; I am quite looking forward to what benefits he can bring to trade with me!" Kusakari Lang laughed to himself.

Unfortunately, Kusakari Lang was clearly mistaken; Chen Jiajun had no intention of talking to him at all.

After arriving in Tokyo, apart from visiting Kusakari Yuichi at the beginning, he made no other moves.

Instead, he frequently met with business people in Japan, especially those involved in semiconductors and telecommunications.

For several days in a row, not only did he not take the initiative to find Kusakari Lang, he seemed not to care about him at all.

This made Kusakari Lang very unhappy, as he felt Chen Jiajun was looking down on him.

From this point on, Kusakari Lang showed the difference between a "little devil" and an "old devil."

This guy felt he had been humiliated by Chen Jiajun, so he took the initiative to strike.

That same evening, he again sent his subordinate Otomo Group to cause trouble for Shanjie.

But this time, Chen Jiajun had brought quite a few people with him.

These Japanese Yakuza were not even a match for the Hell Knights.

If it weren't for the fact that the leader of the Otomo Group was tough enough to pull out a Firearm and lead his men to break through the encirclement, he would likely have been finished on the spot in Shanjie's territory.

When Chen Jiajun learned of this from Shanjie, Chen Jiajun immediately laughed: "A little devil is just a little devil; he couldn't keep his cool for even this long!"

Shanjie said excitedly, "If it weren't for the fact that the leader of the Otomo Group and I have a bit of a friendship, I would have kept all these bastards from the Yamaguchi-gumi here today!"

Chen Jiajun said speechlessly, "Are you stupid? If we leave them all behind, who will go to report the news to Kusakari Lang? Also, don't go provoking the Police in Japan; it's very disadvantageous for us."

Shanjie only then came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Understood, Boss!"

Chen Jiajun stroked his chin, looked at the Tokyo night view that didn't belong to Hong Kong, and said indifferently, "Now let's see how he continues to make his move!"

Seeing Otomo return in a crushing defeat, Kusakari Lang was instantly so angry that his eyes widened.

"Trash!" Kusakari Lang scolded coldly, "With so few people on the other side, they beat you into such a state, and you still have the face to come back and see me!"

Otomo wanted to open his mouth to say something, but upon seeing Kusakari Lang's expression, he still shut his mouth.

Kusakari Lang vented his anger, then waved his hand and said, "All of you, get out! Go get your injuries treated!"

Although Kusakari Lang was young and impulsive, he also knew that the Otomo Group was the sharp blade in his hand and had failed in the matter of dealing with Chen Jiajun, so it was not appropriate to blame them too harshly.

After having people send the members of the Otomo Group to the hospital, he paced back and forth in the courtyard in a rage.

Kusakari Lang was afraid of Chen Jiajun! The scale of Chen Jiajun's influence was so vast that even the Yamaguchi-gumi combined might not be his match.

The Liangchuan Group was powerful enough within the Yamaguchi-gumi, right? But it was wiped out as soon as it was said to be, and not a single living soul escaped.

Such methods were truly chilling.

Now he had come to Tokyo, but he had no intention of talking to him at all, which made him feel restless and uneasy.

Since Chen Jiajun's arrival wasn't for the sake of the Hung Hing business, and he couldn't guess Chen Jiajun's intentions, even though Tokyo was his own territory, he still lived in constant fear.

If he were a normal person, he would definitely be thinking about how to repair his relationship with Chen Jiajun.

At the very least, he should be able to sit down and communicate normally to figure out Chen Jiajun's intention for coming to Japan.

But as mentioned before, the thoughts of the little devils and the old devils are absolutely different.

Not only did Kusakari Lang not want to repair his relationship with Chen Jiajun, but he also wanted to force Chen Jiajun to take the initiative to communicate with him.

So he called his subordinates, intending to leak a piece of information to the Liangchuan Group.

The Liangchuan Group still thought that their business in the United States had been ruined by Roger, and that Liangchuan Shiro had also been killed by Roger.

But Kusakari Lang knew that Chen Jiajun definitely had a hand in pushing this matter from behind.

This kind of thing didn't need evidence at all; one could see it from some of Chen Jiajun's actions over in the United States.

So what he thought of was borrowing a knife to kill! Liangchuan Shiro had no sons, and like Kusakari Yuichi, he only had one daughter. But unlike Kusakari Yuichi's daughter, Liangchuan Shiro's daughter, Kira, was a strong career woman.

While Liangchuan Shiro was alive, she could help him control the family business. After Liangchuan Shiro died, she used an iron fist to take control of the Liangchuan Group.

This was also the reason why Kusakari Lang had always coveted Kira.

It was a pity that Kira was extremely disgusted by Kusakari Lang; she clearly knew that Kusakari Lang was a complete lunatic.

After returning to Japan, she also deliberately kept her distance from Kusakari Lang.

Even though he was now the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

For the past two years, Kira had been searching all over the world for Roger's whereabouts, wanting to avenge her father.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that her so-called assassin "Roger" had long since become an honored guest of the High Table.

Even if she wanted to find Roger, she would not be a match for the High Table's massive intelligence network.

However, Kira was not without progress; relying on the resources in her hands, she had also given birth to a monster.

That was the current top assassin in all of Asia, "O"! And this monster also really wanted to compete with the legendary Roger who had turned the Liangchuan Group upside down.

Just as Kira was handling family business, a subordinate walked in: "Leader, someone outside is asking to see you!"

"Who is it?" Kira asked indifferently without even lifting her head.

"It's... people from the Kusakari-gumi!" the subordinate said to Kira, hesitating for a moment.

A look of obvious disgust appeared on Kira's face, and she said coldly, "Just say I'm not here!"

But before Kira's words had even faded, a man barged in from outside.

"Leader Kira, long time no see!" the man greeted respectfully.

Kira slapped the table and said coldly to the man, "You are too rude. Who allowed you to come in!"

The man remained unmoved and said, "I have brought a piece of news that Leader Kira will definitely be interested in! Regarding the true cause of your father's death."

"Hmm?" Kira was stunned for a moment, then said to the man, "What news?"

The man took an envelope out from his bosom, but this action of his caused Kira's subordinates to draw their guns one after another.

The man was not angry and said indifferently, "Relax, I'm just here to deliver something. I'll leave immediately after delivering it!"

Saying this, he placed the envelope on Kira's table, said nothing else, and left Kira's office directly.

Kira stared at the man's back for a long time without moving. Only after he had been gone for a long while did Kira pick up the envelope and examine it carefully.

Subsequently, Kira's expression changed instantly, and she said through gritted teeth to her subordinates, "Help me call O over!"

On the other side, Chen Jiajun continued to negotiate business.

Japan had not been doing well these past two years; it had also been affected by the Asian financial crisis.

This caused the dignity it had tried hard to maintain to become somewhat unsustainable.

It could be said that Japan was now filled with misery and suffering.

Even the previous bans were being ignored; anything that could be sold for money was being sold off in a tearful clearance sale.

Moreover, Chen Jiajun had come as Rust Water Capital from the United States; spending money was too easy for him.

From this point, one could see the benefits of transnational capital.

On this day, after Chen Jiajun finished a deal, he was just preparing to head back.

Suddenly, Dumu beside him spoke up: "Boss, the car behind us has been following us for several blocks!"

Chen Jiajun laughed instantly: "It seems this guy Kusakari Lang can't hold back anymore!"

Dumu clenched his fists and said to Chen Jiajun, "Do you want me to just slaughter the bastard behind us?"

"No rush, let's play with him!" Chen Jiajun shook his head and had Dumu drive the car into the underground parking garage.

As soon as the car came to a steady stop, Chen Jiajun stepped out from inside.

He saw a motorcycle speeding toward them, and a Japan man in a suit with his hair slicked back directly raised his hand and fired three shots in a row at Chen Jiajun.

Clearly, this assassin was the top Asian expert "O" sent out by Kira.

This guy's style of doing things was simple, direct, and efficient, quite similar to the style Xiaofu had when working at the High Table.

Or rather, it was an obvious imitation, and a very close one at that.

But this time, O had run into two freaks.

Chen Jiajun looked at the assassin before him with a smile, having no intention of dodging at all.

When the bullets hit the clothes on Chen Jiajun's body, they automatically deformed and then dropped to the ground.

It was as if these three bullets had struck an invisible barrier.

As a top assassin, O had seen plenty of targets. Even if some people specifically wore a Bulletproof Vest, it wasn't as if he hadn't dealt with them before.

But the man before him was definitely not wearing something like a Bulletproof Vest.

He had never seen any Bulletproof Vest that could absorb kinetic energy.

Seeing that the bullets had no effect on Chen Jiajun, O intended to continue his attack.

And at this moment, Dumu moved.

O discovered that the burly man standing next to Chen Jiajun, who was over two meters tall and had a bloated physique, had appeared before him like a ghost, his mortar-sized fist heading straight for his face.

Given the opponent's terrifying speed, O didn't even have time to react.

He could only retract the hand holding the gun and overlap his hands to block Dumu's fist.

Unfortunately, the next moment, an irresistible force surged from his arms.

Then O's feet left the ground, his whole body flying up as if riding the clouds and mist, before slamming heavily into a car. An alarm sounded, sharp and piercing.

But O could barely hear it by now.

The intense pain in his hands told him they were broken, and having been grazed by the shockwave, his head felt dizzy and muddled, as if he might pass out at any moment.

"Huh, not dead?" Dumu was somewhat surprised.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said to Dumu, "See what this guy's background is?"

Dumu nodded, walked over, and picked O up as if he were a little chick.

But at this moment, O actually endured the intense pain in his hands and his dizzy head.

A miniature gun slid out from his long sleeve, and he pulled the Trigger at Dumu's abdomen.

"Bang!"

After a crisp sound, O discovered in horror that a large hole had been torn in the clothes over Dumu's abdomen, but the bullet had been blocked by Dumu's granite-like muscles.

After a bit of wriggling, the bullet was squeezed out and fell to the ground, deformed.

Then, the place where the bullet had broken through seemed to have only lost a layer of skin, and it recovered as good as new in just a few seconds.

Dumu scratched the wound as if scratching an itch, then delivered O to the front of Chen Jiajun.

"Boss, why do I feel like this guy looks familiar?" He looked at the half-dead O on the ground and said to Chen Jiajun while scratching his head.

Chen Jiajun took out his phone, took a picture of O, and said with a smile, "We'll know once we ask."

After sending the photo to the members of the Information Department, news was returned very quickly.

"Yo, he's actually the current top expert in Asia?" Chen Jiajun looked at O in surprise, then said something that made O want to vomit blood: "Just this?"

If O hadn't been completely drained of strength, he would definitely be jumping up and down cursing right now.

How was he to know that his targets were two such freakish guys?

Bullets hit them and did nothing, and one punch was enough to cripple him.

He had been in this line of work for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered such guys.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "This guy is an assassin; we probably won't get anything out of him! But the Information Organization says this guy was actually cultivated by the Liangchuan Group? That must be related to the people hunting down Xiaofu!"

Dumu looked at the guy on the ground and said, "Finish him off? We can't get anything out of him anyway."

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said, "Hand him over to the Information Organization! Let them release the news that Rogue finished him off!"

Dumu nodded, threw O onto the ground, and turned to leave with Chen Jiajun.

From here on, the people from the Information Organization would naturally take over. (End of chapter)