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Chapter 576: Chapter 576: Inside the Sumiyoshi-kai_1 Chapter 576: Chapter 576: Inside the Sumiyoshi-kai_1 “`
“Regarding the Sumiyoshi-kai, I’ll have someone keep a close watch.

Any small disturbance and we’ll know immediately.

Also, let Xiao Long drive you there; it’ll be good for him to broaden his horizons,” Wang Jinghu added.

“Appreciate it,” Xu Fan nodded.

“No need for thanks.

It’s the least I can do,” Wang Jinghu replied with a smile that seemed filled with anticipation.

“This is the Island Country; my dear nephew, you need not worry.

Do as you please.

As for Tongtong, I’ll make sure someone takes good care of her.”
“Alright.”
Just before he had left the room, he had cast a minor spell on Tongtong so that she would sleep soundly and sweetly until his return.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolong had already excitedly driven up, and after parking, he called out to Xu Fan through the window.

Xu Fan, having no reason to delay, immediately got into the car.

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“Big Brother, this time the Sumiyoshi-kai is really in for it,” Chen Quanying couldn’t help but sigh.

“Then let’s wait and see.

These little devils really need to be put in their place—they’ve been too uppity, it’s infuriating,” Wang Jinghu nodded in agreement.

“Ah, if only I could personally defeat Sato Fujirou, it would be even better,” Zhu Mofeng said, his voice not without regret.

“Why bother with such thoughts?

Isn’t it better that our opponent collapses without us having to lift a finger?”
Wang Jinghu patted him on the shoulder and laughed, “Go back to your room and wait for news.”
Meanwhile, at the same time.

The Sumiyoshi-kai headquarters’ villa.

The security in the courtyard was always tight; around twenty or thirty men in black, armed, patrolled the area.

In the living room on the first floor of the villa, the Sumiyoshi-kai’s chairman Suzuki Haruo, their top fighter Sato Fujirou, along with some other high-ranking members, had gathered.

And there was another person—Hao Teng, the mid-level member who had brought Xu Yue back to headquarters.

He stood to the side, nodding and bowing, very respectfully.

All eyes were on Xu Yue.

Seeing such a scene, Xu Yue felt a wave of panic within her but tried to maintain composure.

Yet, the fright in her eyes never diminished.

After all, she was just a young woman in her twenties; managing such a demeanor under the scrutiny of so many gang leaders, she was actually doing quite well.

Consider that the men surrounding her were all ruthless and merciless killers, their hands stained with blood.

She had never dealt with such people before, especially not in a situation where she was completely at their mercy.

“Ms.

Xu Yue, I am the humble chairman of the Sumiyoshi-kai, Suzuki Haruo.”
Suzuki Haruo was fat and pale, with a pair of sinister eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses.

Though he tried to present a mild and scholarly demeanor, as if that could make people forget that he was a gang leader.

But those who knew him were well aware that beneath his smiley exterior, he was cunning and vicious, a true ‘smiling tiger.’ When his cruelty was unleashed, it was devoid of humanity.

Xu Yue glanced at Suzuki Haruo, then bowed her head slightly without saying a word.

“Chairman, I didn’t expect this girl to be so pretty, such a blooming young lady.

Why don’t we first…”
Sato Fujirou didn’t finish his sentence, but his expression and the licking of his lips made his desires abundantly clear, showing a lewd smile in his eyes.

This man, in his forties, was dressed in traditional samurai attire; his costume was a black-and-white combination, with a katana hung at his waist, and he even wore wooden sandals, copying the hairstyle as well.

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As for his appearance, to put it nicely, he still passed for a human being, but to be blunt, he had the look of a weasel, extremely sleazy, especially now, with that lecherous grin, it gave Xu Yue an irresistible urge to retch.

He was a ninja, yet he dressed as a samurai, making a complete mockery of both.

What was he thinking?

Was he not afraid of being laughed at?

“Sato…”
Suzuki Haruo furrowed his brows and called out to him, hinting that enough was enough.

There was no helping it, this man, being the top fighter of the association and also half a disciple of Oda Houmei, commanded a respect that even Suzuki did not dare to offend, making sure to be polite in communication to avoid any confrontation.

“I’m just saying, don’t get worked up.”
Sato Fujirou pursed his lips, replying with a hint of annoyance, yet his lewd eyes never left Xu Yue’s body, unabashedly scanning her from head to toe with no restraint whatsoever.

Xu Yue immediately showed a look of disgust and turned her head away.

“Hao Hong, you’ve played a major role in this matter; I will reward you,”
Suzuki Haruo said with narrowed eyes, patting Hao Hong lightly on the shoulder.

“President, this is part of my duty, I dare not take all the credit,” replied Hao Hong with an expression of being pleasantly surprised.

“Haha… very well.”
Suzuki Haruo could not help but laugh heartily, looking quite pleased with himself, and casually waved his hand and said: “Okamoto, Hao Hong, you two will accompany me in escorting Miss Xu Yue to the Oda Family.”
“Yes!”
Hao Hong was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed, stamped his foot with force, and shouted loudly.

He was quite surprised by Suzuki Haruo’s decision; he had never imagined himself taking on such a prominent role.

The others in the room couldn’t help but look at him with a touch of envy.

Although they were just accompanying Hao Hong for appearance’s sake, the implications were far-reaching.

Sure enough, from now on, when they saw Hao Hong, they would have to add “Brother” as a suffix to his name.

Okamoto was a man approaching the age of maturity, a trusted confidant highly regarded by Suzuki Haruo, so no one was particularly surprised at his inclusion.

However, Sato Fujirou snorted coldly at this decision.

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As the association’s number one fighter, the fact that Suzuki chose not to include him made Sato furious.

He abruptly flung his sleeves, spun around, and went upstairs.

Suzuki Haruo slightly tilted his head, his gaze toward Sato turning cold.

Five minutes later, Hao Hong took on the role of driver and drove the car out of Sumiyoshi-kai, heading straight for the Oda Family.

Suzuki Haruo was in the passenger seat, with Okamoto and Xu Yue in the back.

And there was Sato Fujirou, standing on the balcony of the third floor, his hands behind his back, his expression dark as he watched the car drive away.

Ever since he had advanced from an early-stage Jonin to a mid-stage Jonin three years ago under the guidance of Oda Houmei, his strength had greatly increased, and so had his ambition.

No longer satisfied with just taking orders, he aspired to become the top leader of Sumiyoshi-kai, the president.

Therefore, he had long harbored the idea of eliminating Suzuki Haruo.

Unfortunately, such an action was constrained by the larger environment of the Island Country’s gangland.

Within the yakuza of the Island Country, there was an unwritten rule: killing an elder brother to take his position was considered despicable, warranting scorn; not only outsiders would look down upon this, but even fellow gang members would become estranged and discontent.

Thus, if Sato were to take this risk, even if he managed to usurp power successfully, Sumiyoshi-kai would likely become unstable, and internal strife could even lead to a split.

Furthermore, Suzuki Haruo was recognized as an adopted son by Oda Hironobu, which, with the support of the Oda Family, was the main reason Suzuki Haruo had been able to securely hold the position of president so far.