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

Chapter 1092 Abandoned Son

Ten thirty in the morning, in Kyoto city.

"Search! Search! We must find Yamamoto Satoshi and Fujita Toru!" Nakamura, the director of the Public Security Bureau, shouted, "We must dig them out even if we have to dig deep!"

The whole city of Kyoto was in an uproar. A large number of security forces and military police began a carpet search, houses were forcibly searched, and streets were blocked.

And in the main residence of the Fujita family.

"Boom!" The gate collapsed in the artillery fire.

Three squadrons of soldiers poured in, armored vehicle tracks rolling over the carefully manicured gardens, machine guns aimed at every possible firing point.

"Fujita Hisashi! Surrender immediately!" the squadron leader shouted into the loudspeaker.

As soon as the samurai of the Fujita family tried to resist, they were suppressed by dense machine gun fire. In front of the well-trained army, these samurai were useless.

"Wait! Wait!" Fujita Shou rushed out from the main house, "I am the head of the Fujita family! There must be some misunderstanding here!"

This patriarch who was able to call the shots in Kyoto looked so embarrassed at this moment.

"Misunderstanding?" The squadron leader sneered, "Where are Yamamoto Satoshi and Fujita Ying?"

"I...I really don't know!" Fujita knelt on the ground, "My son hasn't been home for three days! Please..."

"Search!" the squadron leader waved his hand.

The soldiers began to search every corner mercilessly. Priceless antiques were smashed, exquisite screens were torn apart, and hundreds of years of Fujita family heritage were shattered under their military boots.

"Sir! Please listen to my explanation!" Fujita Shou burst into tears, "Our Fujita family has been loyal to the court for generations..."

"Shut up!" The squadron leader interrupted harshly, "Your son Fujita Ying colluded with Yamamoto Satoshi to create riots in the city. The Fujita family is already guilty of treason!"

“No! It’s not like that…”

But his excuses were useless. The soldiers continued their search, confiscated all valuables, and all the samurai of the Fujita family were disarmed and detained.

This once prominent family completely collapsed in one morning.

"Report!" a soldier ran over, "A large number of weapons and documents were found in the basement!"

"Okay!" The squadron leader grinned, "Fujita Shou, what else do you have to say this time?"

Fujita Hisashi sat on the ground, watching his family fall apart in just one hour. He finally realized that his son's choice would bring disaster to the entire family.

At this time, the police department's search was still going on. The entire city of Kyoto was shrouded in a terrifying atmosphere, and the names of Yamamoto Satoshi and Fujita Ying had become taboos that everyone avoided.

Half past ten in the morning, in the secret residence of the Mitsui family.

Yamamoto Satoshi lazily leaned on the leather sofa, with a wisp of smoke rising from the cigar in his hand. Opposite him, Fujita Ying was playing with a crystal wine glass with a bit of anxiety in his eyes.

"Changyu Division?" Fujita Ying frowned, "Watanabe Motoyasu is really going to take action."

"Brother!" Fujita Masao rubbed his hands anxiously, "You don't know how terrible that scene was! Our escort team was like paper in front of them. When three tanks rushed in, everyone collapsed!"

Fujita Ying put down his glass and turned to Yamamoto Satoshi: "Mr. Yamamoto, what if the Changyu Division attacks our family? Father and the others..."

"So what?" Yamamoto Satoshi sneered and blew out a smoke ring.

"What did you say?" Fujita Ying stood up suddenly, with a flash of anger in his eyes, "Yamamoto Satoshi, that's not what you said at the beginning!"

"Sit down!" Yamamoto Satoshi's voice suddenly turned cold. "Fujita Ying, don't forget your identity. You and the Fujita family are just a chess piece in this game."

"You..." Fujita Ying stared at him, his fists clenched white.

"What? You want to regret it now?" Yamamoto Satoshi raised a sarcastic smile, "It's too late. The Fujita family has already boarded our ship. If you want to get off now, you will die."

Just then, hurried footsteps were suddenly heard outside.

A man in black walked in quickly: "Master Yamamoto, the people from the Public Security Bureau are searching the whole city. The Changyu Division has begun searching all the major families!"

Fujita Ying's face turned pale instantly. He finally realized that he and the entire Fujita family had become pawns in the hands of Yamamoto Satoshi.

"Listen," Yamamoto Satoshi put out his cigar, his voice cold, "you'd better remember your position. Now be obedient, and maybe the Fujita family can be saved. Otherwise..."

He gave Fujita Ying a meaningful look and said, "You should understand the consequences."

Fujita Ying gritted his teeth and finally sat down. His eyes were full of humiliation and anger, but he was powerless to resist.

Masao Fujita, who was watching this scene, finally understood a cruel fact: the two brothers, along with the entire Fujita family, were just pawns in Yamamoto Satoshi's plan.

“Click.”

The door was pushed open, and a scent of expensive perfume floated in. Mitsui Shou walked into the room with elegant steps, wearing a well-tailored black suit, and the diamond tie pin on his tie sparkled under the light.

"Young Master." Yamamoto Satoshi immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

Mitsui Hisashi waved his hand: "No need to be polite." His eyes swept across the people present and finally landed on Fujita Toru, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Fujita-kun, I have news for you."

"What news?" Fujita Ying frowned.

"Just ten minutes ago," Mitsui Shou adjusted his sleeves slowly, "the Changyu Division raided the Fujita family."

"What?" Fujita Ying stood up suddenly.

"Your father, and the entire Fujita family..." Mitsui Shou's voice remained calm, "have been confiscated and exterminated."

"Impossible!" Fujita Masao screamed, "This is impossible!"

Fujita Ying's face turned pale in an instant: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"There's nothing to say," Mitsui Shou sat down gracefully, "The Fujita family no longer exists."

"Asshole!" Fujita Ying was furious and grabbed Mitsui Shou by the collar, "Didn't you say you would protect the Fujita family?"

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Fujita Ying was slapped hard by Yamamoto Satoshi.

"How dare you!" Yamamoto Satoshi shouted, "How dare you be rude to the young master!"

"Hahaha..." Mitsui Shou suddenly laughed, "Fujita-kun, you are too naive. In this chaotic world, chess pieces are just chess pieces. Why bother about their life or death?"

"You..." Fujita Ying trembled all over, his eyes full of hatred, "Mitsui Shou, you will pay the price!"

"Price?" Mitsui Shou laughed contemptuously, "What can you use to negotiate the price with me? You are nothing but a stray dog ​​now."

"Father..." Masao Fujita collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down his face, "Why is this happening..."

Mitsui Shou stood up and straightened his wrinkled collar: "Well, now that the Fujita family is finished, you two brothers are of no use anymore."

He looked at Yamamoto Satoshi and said, "Get rid of it."

"Yes, Master."

Fujita Ying stared at Mitsui Shou, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into reality: "Mitsui Shou, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost!"

"What a pity," Mitsui Shou walked to the door and said without turning his head, "You don't even have a chance to be a ghost."

In the room, Yamamoto Satoshi had already pulled out a pistol.