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"All the bodies have been cleaned up. Probably because this is gang territory, no one reported the case." Jack showed Ma Xidao the photos he took in the afternoon.

The address of the Korean branch of the "Itiao Group" was learned by monitoring Zhou Xingzhe's mobile phone. In the afternoon, Jack sneaked in and took a look around before the other party.

After discovering something was wrong, he quickly withdrew. At the same time, he also found that someone seemed to be watching this place, so at night he took Ma Xidao and waited nearby, hoping to get some unexpected gains.

"Look at the bloodstains seeping from the floor. There are many similar traces. At least seven or eight people are dead. There may be more. Those guys should have killed all the people who were suspected of betraying the headquarters. This is a typical Yakuza style."

After listening to Jack's analysis, even Ma Xidao couldn't help but look a little serious, but that was all. He had to deal with more than one or two brutal gangsters, and if he couldn't deal with them with one punch, he could just punch them again.

However, Ma Xidao also understood why Jack said from the beginning that extraordinary measures would be used. The Ichijo-gumi, an old-school gang affiliated with the Yamaguchi-gumi, is not only extremely brutal, but also extremely tightly organized.

He found it a little unbelievable that they could have killed so many people without being noticed by the police. Although most of the police in South Korea are indeed incompetent, they are still a state violence machine after all, and the public security in South Korea is generally good.

"What should we do next? After he finds the poison, we should catch him in the act and force him to give up Zhou Xingzhe?" Ma Xidao asked as he heard the faint sounds of demolition and wall breaking coming from afar.

"Why rush? Those goods can only be useful when they are in Zhou Xingzhe's hands. We should make sure he can get them."

Jack is still eyeing the drug money used by the Taiwanese gangs for transactions. If Zhou Xingzhe doesn't get the money to trade with them, how can he rob the gangs?

Just as the two were talking, a black Mercedes-Benz G suddenly came roaring in, braked suddenly and stopped in front of the house. Four Yakuza armed with knives and sticks got out of the car, led by a white-haired man in a red suit.

"Asibaba!" Seeing the white-haired man, Ma Xidao suddenly became furious. He put his hand on the car door and wanted to get out and rush over to beat him up, but was held down by Jack.

"What's the hurry?" Jack sent a message to call people while grabbing Ma Xidao's arm tightly.

"This is the bastard who hit me with his car. Richie was sitting next to him at the time!" Ma Xidao struggled for a few times and then looked at his right hand in disbelief. He was surprised to find that this FBI guy seemed to be stronger than him.

"Are you rushing in now to save people?"

Ma Xidao was stunned by what Jack said, "Of course not. Why should I save Zhou Xingzhe's men? He might have had a hand in the death of Team Leader Zheng."

Seeing that he finally stopped struggling, Jack let go of Ma Xidao's arm and said, "So why not just watch the show first? That guy is dead. This is a trap. We can follow them to find Richie, the guy who is the leader."

Sure enough, just as Jack finished his words, a flat-headed boy jumped out from a house not far away, pointed at the Japanese-style house that was still making a banging sound on the wall, and reported to the white-haired man in the red suit with his head bowed.

Then the killers from the "Ichijo Group" rushed into the house aggressively. Soon, sounds of fighting and screaming were heard in the house, but it soon became quiet.

A few minutes later, accompanied by a shrill howl, a wakizashi wearing a red suit and white hair, wiping his blood, came out. He then waved his hand and asked his men who were following him to help an injured companion into the car.

A moment later, seeing that the taillights of the black Mercedes-Benz G were almost disappearing, Jack slowly started the car and followed it.

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"This is it."

Watching the Mercedes-Benz G stop in front of a restaurant with a Japanese izakaya sign not far from Incheon Port, Jack turned the car into a small road and stopped.

Without waiting for him to stop the car, Ma Xidao impatiently pushed open the door and rushed out.

Is this guy so reckless? Jack quickly opened the trunk, took out the crowbar he had prepared in advance and chased after him, "No, I said, are you going to kill your way in like this?"

"Don't you still have me? I used to handle this kind of thing by myself, and my colleagues would always only show up after it was done."

Ma Xidao complained expressionlessly, then raised his foot and kicked away the carved wooden door of the pub that was covered with white paper.

"Bakayaloo! What?"

A small guard at the gate reacted quickly, drew the wakizashi from his waist and rushed forward.

Jack pulled out his SIG Sauer and was about to shoot, but Ma Xidao, who was walking in front of him, got there first. He leaned forward slightly and punched the man right in the chest.

"Oh!"

"crash"

The minion's chest sunken in and he flew backwards, knocking over a row of tables, chairs and benches. It was obvious that he was only exhaling but not inhaling.

Jack was slightly shocked. The power of God Ma Dongxi was almost inhuman. He probably couldn't achieve such an effect when his physical attribute just broke through 20.

"Who is it?" The "Ichijo Group" killers in the hall were drinking and having fun. They never thought that someone would dare to raid their lair.

"What do you think this place is!" A group of Yakuza drew their wakizashi and surrounded Jack, but when they saw the pistol in Jack's hand, they retreated in fear.

Wakizashi is also a type of samurai sword, but its length is generally only between 30-60 cm, similar to a slightly longer dagger. It was a backup weapon for samurai during the Warring States Period in Japan.

No matter how awesome the samurai sword is, it is still a cold weapon. If you don't have the ability to cut bullets with a sword, you can only admit defeat.

"Prosecutor Jin told me to keep a close eye on you and try not to shoot you, even your legs." Ma Xidao suddenly said this expressionlessly.

Jack sighed. This was a lot of requests. No one else could be this guy's partner. He had no choice but to put away the SIG Sauer and move the crowbar from his left hand to his right hand.

There was no other way. According to their plan, these Yakuza were going to be taken away for reporting back, so killing them was really inappropriate.

"what!"

Seeing two idiots, one with bare hands and the other with a gun but not using it, the Yakuza suddenly gained courage and rushed forward shouting and waving wakizashi of different lengths.

The crowbar Jack prepared was not the short one used to pry open car tires, but a heavy crowbar over 1 meter long used for firefighting and rescue operations.

Not only is it nearly twice as long as the wakizashi used by the Yakuza, it is also very light, weighing about seven or eight kilograms, but it seems as light as a feather in Jack's hand.

"buzz"

"when!"

The bent end of the crowbar tore through the air, and in front of the horrified eyes of a Yakuza, it directly knocked away the wakizashi in his hand, and the remaining force did not diminish at all, flying past the guy's scalp, leaving a trail of blood.

Damn it, I used too much force, Jack muttered to himself. He forcibly changed the trajectory, otherwise this blow would have smashed the guy's brains out.

Before the Yakuza could rejoice, the crowbar that he had just swung out made a half circle and then turned back, hitting him heavily on the back. With a terrifying cracking sound, the guy fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.

The broken spine severed the nerve signals to his lower body, and the Yakuza immediately lost the ability to control his sphincter and bladder.

Anyway, as long as the person is not dead, just consider it as a life imprisonment in advance.

Jack took a half step to the side to avoid a wakizashi that was swinging towards him, and at the same time, he raised the crowbar at an angle and accurately smashed the jaw of another Yakuza.

Just eat with a straw for the rest of your life. Forensic medicine is not just used to dissect corpses. Mastering the human body structure and the superhuman physique given by the system's attributes makes Jack fight as if he is a surgeon performing surgery on a patient.

It’s just that surgeons need to use scalpels flexibly to cure diseases and save lives, while Jack is wielding the crowbar flexibly to ensure that every villain cannot take care of himself for the rest of his life.