CHAPTER 1871 I WANT TO LEAVE, YOU’RE GOING TO BLOCK ME?

"Aren't you making a decision a little too quickly?"

Just after Jiang Ning finished his sentence, some men walked in in royal robes and it was obvious that these men were of high standing.

The man right in front had a faint but warm smile as he made his way in as if this place belonged to him. Two groups of men were fully armed as they came in with him and their presence was even more shocking.

"Mr Hatamoto, I believe I asked you to wait outside.” Sugita was rather displeased.

He didn't expect Hatamoto to just come in like this. That was being disrespectful to Jiang Ning!

"Mr Sugita, don't be angry. I just felt that you might not pass on my message in full, so I thought I should come in myself," Hatamoto's little moustache twitched slightly as he turned to glance at Sugita. There was a clear tinge of disdain in his eyes.

He walked over to Jiang Ning and glanced at Lana.

"It's always better to have an additional friend than an additional enemy in this world, don't you think so?" His voice was calm, but the threat in his words was apparent.

Hatamoto smiled as he looked at Jiang Ning and said very meaningfully, "The royal family has always called the shots in Tokyo. Even though the Yamaguchi Syndicate exists, it's only because the royal family needs them to exist.”

"You are not from Tokyo and you aren't Japanese, so it's not appropriate for you to interfere in this matter," Hatamoto went straight to the point.

"This lady here belongs to us, and I hope you can understand. So..."

"So I want to leave and you're going to block me?" said Jiang Ning calmly.

He stared back at Hatamoto. Hatamoto's tone of voice alone made Jiang Ning very annoyed.

This man even threatened him?

This Hatamoto probably didn't know what the consequences were.

It was clear that Hatamoto didn't expect Jiang Ning to say something so bold. He froze for a second, then burst out laughing.

"So it looks like you insist on opposing us?" He pointed at the shrine. "Aren't you afraid that someone might set this place on fire? And all of you will die inside?"

PAK!

Immediately after he finished his sentence, he went flying out. He crashed heavily onto the floor and his teeth hit the stone flooring, causing it to crack instantly.

"AHH!" he howled loudly and clutched his mouth. He stared straight at Jiang Ning with a threatening face. "You..."

All the armed men behind him pulled out their katanas and murder filled the air.

But Jiang Ning's expression didn't even change.

"Close the door," said Jiang Ning calmly.

Sugita quickly ran out to close the main gate and snorted coldly at Hatamoto and his men.

Since these guys walked into their own graves, then they couldn't blame him!

Burn the shrine down?

It didn't matter to Sugita. He didn't live here anyway.

"What are you trying to do?" Hatamoto paled as he saw figures walk out from the shadows. The murderous aura emanating from them surged like the sea!

"Break their limbs and throw them out," Jiang Ning gave orders without bothering about that Hatamoto said. The wolves immediately pounced on the armed men like a pack of tigers and leopards.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

In no time, the place was filled with bloodcurdling screams.

Their katanas fell to the floor and clanged loudly.

"You...you...!" roared Hatamoto. "You're dead meat!"

PAK!

Jiang Ning went up and slapped him again as he narrowed his eyes. "I don't care about the matter between the royal family and the Yamaguchi Syndicate"

"But didn't you notice that even though I'm taking her away, the old men behind the Yamaguchi Syndicate didn't dare to even respond?"

Hatamoto's eyes trembled.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He knew about this, but he didn't know why the Yamaguchi Syndicate hadn't responded even though Kumada had released Lana after Jiang Ning forced him to.

Those old men had always been very domineering, so why didn't they do anything this time?

"They've lived for a long enough time, but they're still afraid to die." Jiang Ning reached out and patted Hatamoto's face. "After all, dying at my hands and dying at someone else's hands is a different sort of terror altogether."