Chapter 555 Meeting an Opponent in Chess
January 1, 1992, 1 o'clock in the morning.
Nanzenji Temple, Prayer Square.
Kitahara Sosuke, who was wearing a thick windbreaker, and Kaneshiro Shuichiro, who was dressed as a monk, stood side by side in the wind and snow. Next to them was a large copper stove with rising sandalwood, which was filled with prayer incense for men and women.
This year, I successfully heard the 108 bells of Nanzenji’s prayer bell. Many people felt happy, but they didn’t know that the last 20 bells were struck by Kitahara Sosuke.
On the same day last year, Kinjo Genichi hoped to influence Kitahara Sosuke and ask him to let go of Kyoto and stop fighting against the Chino family and the Buddhist Association. Unfortunately, he was ruthlessly rejected.
After the lamp ran out and he died sitting on the steps, Jincheng Xianyi could not hear the bell that was a year late.
"Although my father retired from the position of host early this year, he has been running around for the people at the bottom of Kyoto. He hopes that the government and top clubs can contribute money and efforts to prevent the horrific financial crisis from destroying countless lives. Walk."
Shuichiro Kaneshiro looked at the snowy scene in front of him, his voice was calm, neither sad nor happy,
"Nanzenji Temple is surrounded by various mansions and even the emperor's palace. Living here, it is difficult for us to see the lives of some lower-class people. After all, people in the upper class do not have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation at any time. They can be as extravagant as they want. No matter how extravagant it is, it doesn’t look like it’s been affected by the financial crisis at all.”
"Many core families of financial groups are vacationing nearby. The wealth they hold is more than I can imagine, but no matter how much money they have, they are not willing to give a penny to the people at the bottom. They would rather watch the domestic situation in Japan. When the economy is in recession, we are not willing to contribute even a penny or contribute.”
When Shuichiro Jincheng said this, he didn't have much emotion.
He is no longer the passionate swordsman young man who used to hang around Qianye Rin, having no worries about food and clothing.
The acquaintance with Kitahara Sosuke and the experience of running Nanzen Temple this year made him grow rapidly and see many human affairs that he had never paid attention to before.
Therefore, he can now understand Kitahara Sosuke's mood very well.
People in the upper class regard him as a bad wolf and treat him as a disaster, but in fact, for the majority of ordinary people, Kitahara Sosuke is the only rich man who truly cares about them.
Shuichiro Kaneshiro is a native of Kyoto. For more than 20 years, Kyoto has maintained the charm of an ancient cultural capital. However, due to the interference of the Chino family and other wealthy families, it has never been able to integrate with the international standards. For decades, it has only relied on basic industries such as fishery, agriculture, and forestry. , in fact, the pace of life, consumption level, and income have long been unable to keep up with the other five major cities.
And all this changed after Kithara Sosuke came to Kyoto.
He served as the branch president of Tosan Kyoto Branch, breaking and reorganizing the economic structure that had been stable for decades. He brought in four new clubs, namely Kitahara Service, Kitahara Entertainment, Kitahara Technology and Kitahara Investment, and single-handedly overthrew it. The Buddhist Association, the Chino Family, the Nichirin Sect, and other giants that have been entrenched in Kyoto for decades or hundreds of years.
Today, with the strong support of Kitahara Services, Kyoto's tourism industry is world-famous. Even in such a bad domestic economic environment, Kyoto's tourism revenue is still growing month by month.
As the president of Kitahara Services, Orihime Onoe, who is only 23 years old, has become a special symbol in Kyoto.
Some people secretly called her the Shinto Goddess in private. The Shinto Association even wanted to grant her the highest priesthood. You know, the priests who can obtain the priesthood in Japan are all old men and women in their 70s and 80s.
Onoe Orihime never expected that she, who once only relied on "prophecy and divination" to defraud money from bankers and entrepreneurs, would actually be recognized by an official organization one day.
These are all the contributions of Kitahara Sosuke.
It was precisely because of these little things that Shuichiro Kaneshiro strengthened his belief and stood firmly on Kitahara Sosuke's side no matter what.
He firmly believes that those who win the hearts of the people win the world.
Aliens in a group are always easily excluded.
Everyone wants you to be like them.
But Kitahara Sosuke is different from those people. Others who are bullied, excluded, and bullied will swallow their anger, leave voluntarily, and join in the same trend.
But he showed that unique will from the first time he fought against Toshiki Kaifu.
Don’t admit defeat, don’t be afraid of losing. If you can’t cooperate, then fight!
"A tooth for a tooth, a thousandfold repayment." Kitahara Sosuke laughed loudly and reached out to pat Shuichiro Kaneshiro on the shoulder. "This is my life motto. Although it was copied, it is indeed very appropriate. If you ask me to endure it, it does not exist. .”
"As expected of your style, you are so arrogant that people want to beat you to death." Shuichiro Kaneshiro glanced at him and smiled angrily, "So, what should we do next?"
"What should I do? If the garbage is not cleaned up, how can I start over?" Kitahara Sosuke took out a cigarette and lit it without smoking.
He quit smoking.
But at this time, he wanted to light a cigarette and pay respects to some people.
Also, by the way, I offer incense to some people.
The soot fell into the snow and was quickly submerged. A little spark couldn't produce anything at all.
call--
A puff of white breath came out of his mouth.
1:12 am.
Sumitomo Bank Osaka Branch Family Building.
"Do you smoke?" Jin Chengxu wiped the blood on his face and took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket.
Nishiguchi Shigeo, who had just finished exhaling hot breath, was not polite to him. He took the cigarette and Jin Sungwook immediately lit it for him.
Take a hard breath.
Nishiguchi Shigeo coughed several times and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Damn it, that guy didn't tell us that those people had guns in their hands. They were so close to being killed!" He glanced at his bruised abdomen, his body still shaking slightly.
Originally, their group, the yakuza of the Kanto United Society, and a bunch of desperadoes from South Korea and the peninsula under Kim Sung-wook, came to the door one by one according to the list, and killed all the Sumitomo Foundation and some hostile executives.
Things should be easy.
How can a group of social elites with big bellies and who only think about fucking women's bellies have any fighting power?
However, the fact is that their actions were not as easy as expected due to leaks or something else.
Several important figures have absconded.
Then when they came to the door, there was actually someone hiding a pistol, and he hit them with a few blows.
Some brothers lie down forever.
Shigeo Nishiguchi also almost died.
"Damn it, I can't swallow this breath. It's my turn. Open this woman's legs. I'm going to do it a few times." Nishiguchi Shigeo put out the cigarette in his hand and walked towards the sofa step by step. There was blood everywhere. The hostess's eyes were dull, and she was tied up with big characters.
Several younger brothers immediately stepped forward.
Kim Sung Wook has seen this kind of thing a lot.
They are not good people to begin with. After they have done things like murder and arson, of course there will be some other bonuses.
This is also the reason why there are no Kitahara manpower personnel at all in this operation.
Jin Chengxu knew in his heart that in Kithara Sosuke's mind, they would always be just recyclable garbage, paid to do things, stinky rats living in the sewer, just his toilet.
It is simply impossible for him to become a core confidant like Kazuma Yamada and Masaru Irie one day.
They already have too much sin on their hands.
Kim Sung Wook doesn't expect this either.
His goal in life is to send his best friend's sister, Han Shanzi, to study abroad, find a good job, and then find a good man to marry and have a future that is more perfect than his own fucked up life.
What he wondered was how the news got out.
A few guys did run away early, and the resistance here was much more intense than expected.
Fortunately, they were extremely well prepared and had the weapons provided by Victoria, but the other party was just struggling to death.
But something is still a little wrong.
Jin Chengxu is good at thinking, and he had observed some clues earlier.
Kitahara Sosuke suddenly came up with such a list. There were so many people to be killed, and most of them were related to Sumitomo Bank.
The first thing he thought of was the astonishing wealth left by powerful enemies such as the Takeshita family.
That huge sum of money was said to be in a secret account at Sumitomo Bank, and this money was also revealed by Ichiro Katita.
It turns out that the Sumitomo Foundation and the Takeshita family also prepared a batch of reserves, and Kitahara Sosuke's goal was obviously that pile of money.
The problem is that no one knows whether the money exists, where it is, or where it will go.
Looking at it now, it seems that the other party has suddenly become aware of this problem and has taken action.
He hesitated for a moment and finally dialed Kitahara Sosuke's number.
Nanzenji Temple.
Kitahara Sosuke was looking face to face with a young man next to the wishing tree.
The man came to Nanzen Temple suddenly. The temple door had already been closed at this time. I don't know how he got in.
He was dressed very formally, with a black suit and extremely clean leather shoes. He was followed by eight bodyguards in black. He looked young.
He walked silently, and finally stood by the wishing tree, asked his subordinates to take a wishing wooden plaque from Shuichiro Kaneshiro, and invited Kitahara Sosuke over.
"What's going on? Why can you still enter the temple at this point?" Shuichiro Kaneshiro didn't know this young man at all. He patted Kitahara Sosuke and told him to be careful.
Kitahara Sosuke also took a wishing wooden sign and came to his side. The two of them looked at each other when his cell phone rang.
"Mr. Kitahara, it's probably not good news at this late hour." The young man looked at him with a smile, as if he already knew something.
"Probably." Kitahara Sosuke smiled noncommittally and pressed the answer button.