LRAB Chapter 396 The Banquet
Chapter 396 The Banquet
Chapter 396 The Banquet
"Such a fast... punch!"
The Western Union colonel made a rather mumbled sound before being killed by the force of the punch that blasted into his body.
The final resentment and hatred before death were also absorbed into the six realms of reincarnation, becoming a part of it.
Both of the seven stars transformed into resources for the Mahayana Buddhist Path, making the roulette wheel increasingly realistic, seemingly able to interfere with reality with spiritual power, just like the seven-star warriors.
Bai Ze withdrew his arm, letting Karl's body fall, and ordered, "Retreat to the lower level."
"Yes."
"Hi-ee".
"Yes, sir."
A variety of responses rang out simultaneously, blending together yet remaining distinct.
Everyone responded immediately because their fundamental thinking had been altered; now, only two words resonated in their hearts—loyalty and integrity!
When they fled, it was a chaotic scene, but now they are retreating in orderly ranks.
"Luo Shu, give them directions to leave Nanba City," Bai Ze said.
【Yes. 】
Luo Shu replied.
The underground spaces in Namba City's urban and suburban areas are separated by steel walls tens of meters thick, with only three passages leading out, but these passages are controlled by the Western Union military.
This is also to prevent Namba City from being like a sieve, allowing people to come and go as they please.
However, snakes have their ways and rats have their ways. No matter how tightly the Western Union controls things, there are still loopholes after decades.
With the Luoshu guiding them, they could leave as quickly as possible, and Bai Ze wouldn't need to worry about the rest.
Although Bai Ze needs the will of these people, he doesn't need to protect them like a nanny.
Anyway, it's easy to harvest chives, so giving them up isn't a big loss.
Bai Ze could completely abandon these Japanese people and the rats lurking underground without any burden.
He gently raised his hand, and Sanada Ryuzo's helmet flew from afar and landed in his hand.
"Connect to the communication channel."
A red light flashed inside the helmet, then turned green after two seconds.
Bai Ze brought the helmet closer and chuckled, "Moshi moshi~"
The sound was transmitted to the other side via a communicator.
Soon, a slightly somber voice rang out, "It seems that Sanada and Karl have both died in the line of duty."
First, the signals representing the two disappeared, and then someone else was holding their communicators. Their fate was already beyond question.
Upon hearing this, Bai Ze returned the compliment with "It seems," saying, "It seems that Major General Glion didn't fight Chief Kamiizumi. Otherwise, the Major General wouldn't have the leisure to chat with me like this."
"Chief Kamiizumi, are you there? Why are you just watching? Have you betrayed us too?"
The three consecutive questions, tinged with sarcasm, caused the person on the other end to fall silent for a moment.
"Hmph," Gryphon chuckled, "You're probably not one of those who advocate for the king. Otherwise, Kamiizumi Muneshige's expression wouldn't be so interesting."
Clearly, he used his communication with Hakutaku to test Kamiizumi Muneshige and got the answer he wanted.
Who knows?
Bai Ze said leisurely, "As for Major General Glion, you don't seem to be in a hurry. You know, the general's intimidation factor is constantly decreasing."
Deterrence is easily diminished as long as a challenger emerges and leaves the challenged powerless.
Now, Bai Ze and the loyalists of the King are the challengers. If they cannot be wiped out with overwhelming force, then the general's reputation in the hearts of the Japanese people will be shaken.
Or rather, their resolve has already wavered.
The general has not shown up yet.
"Or is this also part of the general's plan?"
After saying this, Bai Ze gently tossed his helmet aside and bowed slightly in greeting.
The helmet rose and fell, unleashing a surge of immense spiritual power that instantly froze the entire helmet and the surrounding air. The figure draped in black robes was among them, but as it solidified, it appeared somewhat faint and ethereal.
Shortly afterward, the wind howled, and Gryphon fell from the sky, his energy, as if molten metal, filling every inch of the surrounding space.
Under the surge of energy, the frozen figure was impacted and shattered instantly.
Like a dream bubble, it shattered and disappeared.
Clearly, Bai Ze had already left.
Seeing this, Glion snorted coldly, clearly his true state of mind was not as relaxed as he had been during the previous phone call.
The surging metallic energy caused Karl and Sanada Ryuzo's corpses to stand up simultaneously and fly in front of Gryphon.
"What a powerful punch!"
Glion stared at the two corpses, his gaze fixed on their wounds, his expression somber.
Both were fatal with a single punch; the Western Union's armor was like paper before their fists.
"Was there no pursuit?"
Meanwhile, Bai Ze, who had quietly returned to the surface, sensed the movement underground.
Gryphon went underground, but did not personally pursue the fleeing remnants of the royalist patriots.
Was it because of Kamiizumi Muneshige's obstruction?
Or is there another reason?
Bai Ze secretly noted this suspicious point and quietly returned to the Shimura residence.
Afterwards, Namba City remained under a citywide curfew, and the Tojo Clan and other yakuza gangs continued to operate in isolation, not daring to make any rash moves.
Until that afternoon.
"Young Master, Nanba Heavy Industries has sent an invitation."
...
A luxurious-looking invitation was delivered to Bai Ze.
Bai Ze opened it and found an invitation for the head of the Dongcheng Gang to attend a banquet at Namba Heavy Industries that evening.
"Holding a banquet at a time like this..." Bai Ze's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
It's highly unlikely that Namba Heavy Industries would invite only the Tojo Clan, especially not with such a lavish invitation.
The East City Gang doesn't have that much face.
Unless Bai Ze's identity is exposed.
If we're going to invite someone, we'll invite every influential force in Namba City.
Considering the current martial law situation, this banquet seems somewhat abrupt.
However, I still have to go.
The chances of his identity being exposed are slim, and even if they are, this is a trap, and Bai Ze, who now controls Namba City, is confident that his life will not be in danger.
The Western Alliance crammed in equipment and weapons, and now all of this has benefited Bai Ze.
At this point, everything must be related to the general's return to the Western Alliance... I want to see what the general is really up to.
That evening, Namba Heavy Industries received all sorts of guests.
There are refined gentlemen, and there are also yakuza figures whose true nature as thugs cannot be concealed even when dressed in a suit.
Westerners, Japanese, and some Africans whose skin color blends well with the night.
Different skin colors, nationalities, and temperaments represent different identities, but one thing is the same: all the guests possess considerable strength.
Those who have a place in Namba City and who can speak for themselves should all be here.