Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 1057: Fierce Beast

"Write down all the gangs that participated in the parade, without missing a single one." Asanogawa's voice was icy cold, "Especially those gangs that led the riot."

His eyes flashed with a chilling light, and the uncut jade agents around him perked up. They all knew how terrible Asanogawa's reputation was in the uncut jade agent agency.

"Tell the brothers," Asanogawa continued, with a cruel smile on his face, "None of these gang leaders will be able to escape. When the storm is over, I will let them have a good taste of the unpolished jade's methods."

A spy whispered, "Mr. Asano, which method do you want to use?"

"Use them all." A bloodthirsty light flashed in Asanogawa's eyes. "Tiger bench, bamboo sticks, water dungeon, let them take turns to experience them all. I want to see how long these arrogant gang leaders can hold out."

The agents shuddered. They had all participated in Pu Yu's interrogation and knew how terrible those torture instruments were. Even the most stubborn prisoners could not survive more than three days in Pu Yu's interrogation room.

"Blood Wolf Gang, Iron Tiger Gang, Blue Dragon Society..." Asanogawa counted the names of the gangs one by one, "Have they not been very arrogant in recent years? Wait, I will let them know who is the one who really has the final say in Kyoto."

He turned to the spy chief beside him and said, "Go and check their families, properties, hiding places, and all the information you can find. When the time is right, catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"Hi!" the agents responded in unison, with cruel smiles on their faces.

Asanogawa nodded with satisfaction. In his opinion, these gangs were nothing more than a bunch of clowns. If they dared to participate in the rebellion, they should be prepared to bear the wrath of the unpolished gems.

“Remember,” he added finally, “make their lives worse than death. That’s the price of rebellion.”

The agents felt a chill as they looked at Asanogawa's back. This man was the real devil.

Satoshi Yamamoto sat in the Mitsui family's secret contact point and quickly dialed the number.

"Master Mitsui," he said in a low and rapid voice, "the situation is not good. The reserve troops have been dispatched, and the gang has been defeated."

Mitsui Shou on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment: "How many casualties?"

"At least several hundred people." Yamamoto Satoshi sneered, "These gangs are really a mob. When they see the regular army, they run faster than rabbits. In a short period of time, they will not be able to organize an effective counterattack."

"Did that madman Asanogawa take action?"

"Yes. And..." Yamamoto Satoshi lowered his voice, "He has ordered the liquidation of all gangs participating in the parade. With the means used by Pu Yu, the leaders of these gangs are likely to be in danger."

Mitsui Shou pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone, and suddenly said: "Yamamoto-kun, contact the bosses of each gang immediately."

“You mean…”

"Tell them the seriousness of the matter." Mitsui Shou's voice became sharp, "Pu Yu will not let them go. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to give it a try."

He paused and continued, "We, the Mitsui family, can provide them with the arms stored outside Kyoto for free. Let them know that there is no way out now."

Yamamoto Satoshi's eyes lit up: "I see. Although these gangs are afraid of death, if they know they are doomed, they will fight back desperately."

"That's right." Mitsui Shou sneered, "Isn't Asanogawa going to settle accounts? Then let him see how terrifying a beast that is cornered can be."

"I'll arrange it right away." Yamamoto Satoshi said, "The leaders of the Blood Wolf Gang and the Iron Tiger Gang are all friends of mine, they will know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Yamamoto Satoshi immediately took action. He knew that the next battle would be a real life-and-death battle. These gangs might be wiped out, but before that, they would definitely cause huge casualties to Pu Yu.

And this is exactly the result that the Mitsui family wants to see.

As the roar of military vehicles came closer, there was a commotion at the front of the parade.

"The army! The army is coming!"

“Oh my god, are they going to shoot?”

"I hope what happened last time won't happen again..."

The students began to retreat uneasily, the bloody massacre a few days ago still lingering in their minds.

"Everyone, don't panic!" Naizi stood in the front row and shouted in a clear voice, "We are peacefully petitioning, they dare not shoot at us!"

Kawamura also ran to the front and shouted: "Students, calm down! Remember who we are! We are the best students in Kyoto, not those thugs!"

Several student leaders stepped forward to stabilize the situation.

“Keep in line!” a bespectacled student leader shouted. “Show them our courage!”

"Yes! We didn't break any law!" Another student leader from an aristocratic family straightened his back. "If they dare to shoot, my father will be the first one who won't let them go!"

But when Asanogawa appeared at the end of the street with the fully armed reserve army, the students couldn't help but tremble. Those black muzzles of the guns seemed like the gaze of the god of death.

Nako suppressed her fear and held Kawamura's hand tightly. She knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult.

"Keep in formation..." Her voice was trembling, but still firm, "We are on the side of justice, don't be afraid..."

Asanogawa's troops stopped a hundred meters away from the parade. He stood on the command vehicle and stared coldly at the group of young faces.

These gifted children may never have thought that they would face such a severe situation. But in Asanogawa's view, they are just a group of ignorant children after all.

The students linked their arms tightly together, forming a human wall. Although they were afraid, no one backed away. They sang the school song in trembling voices, trying to give themselves courage.

This is a battle of wills, and these students are about to face the toughest test of their lives.

Asanogawa took the loudspeaker handed to him by his adjutant, and his voice echoed in the street.

“Classmates,” he said in a surprisingly gentle tone, “I know that you are all the best young people in Kyoto. You have ideals and aspirations, which is great.”

He paused, his eyes scanning the young faces.

"But you are being used." His voice suddenly became stern. "Someone is inciting you behind the scenes and making you their pawns. Have you ever thought about it? Why today? Why are there riots all over the city at the same time?"

The students looked at each other, and some began to waver.

"Look at the chaos in the streets," Asanogawa continued. "Gangsters are looting and thugs are killing and burning. Is this the peaceful petition you want?"

His voice softened again: "You are the sons of nobles, the descendants of merchants, and the future of this country. Why do you have to associate with those thugs?"

“Don’t listen to him!” Nako shouted, “We are speaking for justice!”

Asanogawa sneered: "Justice? We have just killed hundreds of thugs in the downtown area. Do you think that standing with those desperate criminals is justice?"

His tone suddenly became dignified: "As the deputy chief of the Pu Yu Secret Service, I order you to disband immediately. Go back and tell your parents that today's incident is over."

Seeing that some people were still hesitating, his voice suddenly turned cold: "Otherwise, don't blame me for not cherishing the friendship between classmates. You should have heard about Pu Yu's methods. Can your family really bear the consequences?"

The last few words were like a sharp knife, piercing the hearts of every student. They all knew the brutality of unpolished jade, and they also knew the price their parents would pay for it.

"I'll say this one last time," Asanogawa's voice left no doubt, "Disband and go home. This is the last chance I can give you. Otherwise..."

He raised his hand, and the soldiers behind him raised their rifles in unison, pointing the black muzzles at the student team.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless."