As the arrogant voice rang out, a man with slicked-back hair, adorned with gold and silver from head to toe, and dressed in a flamboyant suit strode in with an air of arrogance.
The weather had turned to autumn and was a bit chilly, but the man still had an ice cream stick in his mouth, slurping it as he walked, looking rather nonchalant and unserious.
Good faith and auspicious dragon
This appearance contrasted sharply with his domineering attire.
Ryuzaki narrowed his eyes. How could he not recognize this person?
He is none other than Shanxin Jilong, the president of Shanxin Association, one of the nine major forces of the Kowloon Group!
Good faith and auspicious dragon
Although Kurosaki holds a very high position in the Kowloon Group, like most gangs, the faction not only has veterans who have fought alongside them to build their empire, but also a large number of newcomers who have risen to prominence.
Just like the True Dragon Society today. For example, Kohaku and Murayama are both considered newcomers in terms of seniority, but are their abilities and status in SWORD lower than those of the older generation?
The Shanxin Association is like a rising star in the Kowloon Group.
They are the only entity in the Kowloon Group that can rival the Kurosaki-kai in terms of power.
Shan Xin Ji Long is warlike, impulsive, and ruthless, and is considered the most vicious tyrant in the Kowloon Group.
His style is completely different from Kowloon World Heart's moderate approach or Kurosaki Junryu's chivalrous way of life; he is closer to the traditional, most primitive image of a gangster.
His aura was almost the embodiment of the word "domineering".
Ryuzaki Makoto's lips curled into a cold smile. This newcomer doesn't seem friendly.
As the believer Jilong walked in, a large group of his henchmen followed closely behind, each with a fierce and menacing look in their eyes.
A quick glance revealed over a hundred people completely blocking the hotel's magnificent entrance, making it impassable.
Inside the banquet hall, the anger of all the True Dragon Society members flared up instantly.
How could they not see that someone was deliberately coming to cause trouble and disrupt the event!
Now, in their hearts, Ryuzaki Makoto is like a god.
Anyone who dares to disrespect their leader is asking for death!
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
One by one, the members of the True Dragon Society stood up and gathered towards the door like a black tide.
The dense crowd instantly surrounded the hundred or so members of the believers' association at the entrance, and tensions rose between the two sides, with a major battle imminent.
Yoshiki Murayama walked at the front, his eyes burning with fury.
For him, Ryuzaki Mako, Nanako, and Asuka gave him the warmth of a home he had longed for.
They are the people he is willing to protect with his life in this world.
Today is my teacher's wife's birthday, and someone actually dared to come and cause trouble, ruining this warm atmosphere. They're practically asking for death!
Murayama's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He roared and pushed off with his feet, charging straight at Shanxin Jilong like a cannonball. A powerful right straight punch was about to hit Shanxin Jilong's face!
The believer, Jilong, seemed not to notice and continued eating his ice cream at a leisurely pace.
Just as Murayama's fist was about to reach his face, he slightly shifted his body to the left, lowered his shoulder, and effortlessly dodged the powerful punch.
Murayama, undeterred by his missed strike, used his waist to twist his body and unleashed a swift left hook that cut through the air, aiming once again at the jaw of Shanxin Jilong!
With his ice cream still in his mouth, Shanxin Jilong took a half step back, leaning his upper body back, and Murayama's fist swung past the tip of his nose.
Immediately afterwards, Murayama withdrew his fist and delivered a vicious sweeping leg kick, aiming straight for the lower body of the believer, Jilong!
The believer Jilong remained as relaxed and carefree as ever. He simply leaped upwards, his toes touching the calf that the village mountain was sweeping towards him, and then he floated back to the spot as lightly as a weightless feather.
After dodging the final move, Shanxin Jilong finished eating the last bite of his ice cream.
He casually tossed the empty popsicle stick into the air, and the instant it fell, his right leg shot up like a venomous snake emerging from its hole—quick and swift!
"Bang!"
This kick landed squarely on Murayama's chest!
Murayama was sent flying backwards, about to crash awkwardly to the ground.
Just then, a tall figure appeared behind him, stretching out his arms to catch him steadily.
It was Hayashida Megumi.
After regaining his footing, Murayama couldn't help but rub his chest.
That kick was really hard; he felt a tightness in his chest, his blood surging, and a metallic taste rising in his throat.
Ryuzaki Makoto watched all of this from the stage, but his eyes remained calm.
As expected, the chairmen of the various factions within the Kowloon Group all came from martial arts backgrounds, having fought their way out of countless bloody battles.
Unless they are old men who can no longer walk, every current president possesses legendary strength.
This statement appears to be true, not just a rumor.
Before anyone knew it, Nanako and Asuka had grabbed Ryuzaki Makoto's arms tightly, one on each side.
Ryuzaki could clearly feel that their hands were trembling slightly.
It's understandable, after all, it was their first time personally witnessing such a large-scale gang fight.
Ryuzaki's gaze suddenly turned cold. Kowloon Group, you deserve to die.
Seeing that even Murayama had suffered a loss and hadn't gotten away with it, everyone present was filled with righteous indignation and wanted to show off in front of their boss.
Just as the core members of the True Dragon Society were getting restless and preparing to swarm in.
"Slap, slap, slap..."
Ryuzaki clapped his hands lightly and laughed heartily.
"President Jilong is truly vigorous and still full of energy. I admire him greatly."
Upon hearing Ryuzaki Makoto's voice, the members of the True Dragon Society immediately understood and consciously parted to the sides, making way for a passage.
With a kind smile on his face, Ryuzaki Makoto slowly walked down from the stands and walked step by step toward the believer, Jilong.
The believer Jilong also walked over to him, and the two finally stood in the center of the banquet hall, face to face, very close.
Shanxin Jilong brought his mouth close to Longqi Zhen's ear, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"You little brat, it's you... who caused so much trouble for our Kowloon Group, isn't it?"