Ultimate Assassin: Start as the sixth floor in the Continental Hotel

"You were a little emotional just now."

"I know."

"She's just a girl, you don't need to be so cruel."

"It has nothing to do with me, as long as she doesn't die."

On the balcony, Chen Yan and Iori were smoking cigarettes and chatting. We have already told Majima and Kaito about going to the mahjong parlor to cause trouble tomorrow morning. The rest will depend on what happens tomorrow morning.

"I seem to understand why you look like a bachelor." Iori joked.

"Shut up, old scumbag." Chen Yan rolled his eyes and blew out a smoke ring.

"Mashima and Kaito-nii both have work to do. Are you ready to take a rest tomorrow?"

Yagami looked at the night view of Sotenbori: "I am going to sort out the case information tomorrow, and take a look at the surrounding environment near the mahjong parlor. Kuwana is on standby here."

"Do I look like I'm trying to catch a fish while doing business?" Chen Yan put out the cigarette butt. "Although Brother Kaito and the others are from Yakuza, they don't kill people casually. If they meet someone with a tough temper, they probably won't be able to ask anything."

"Then you still let them go?" Iori frowned, "Wait a minute, you are not going to go on a killing spree, are you?"

"They are just bait." Chen Yan showed an intriguing smile, "to attract attention and make it easier for me to do things."

"I know you professional killers don't care about human life, but you should try not to kill anyone." Yagami looked a little uncomfortable.

"Who told you that I was going to kill someone?" Chen Yan looked surprised. "I just went to the owner of the mahjong parlor to ask something."

"As long as you are happy." Yagami looked unbelieving, but Chen Yan was not annoyed and left alone.

……

The next morning, Majima and Kaito, who received the news, were at the entrance of the "Dianlou" mahjong parlor.

"Alon, we're in place." Kaito said softly, turning back and looking up, Iori's drone was hovering not far away.

"Well, I see you." Yagami's voice sounded from the headset. "There are many people in the mahjong parlor, about 30 people playing mahjong."

"So, let's just go in and find trouble, right." Majima's face was terrifyingly calm, "Where's Iwa-chan?"

"I'm at the back door." Chen Yan was at the corner of the wall at the back door of the mahjong parlor. Just as Chen Yan and others expected, the "Dianlou" mahjong parlor had an absurd number of people inside, and there were people patrolling the back door. Chen Yan loaded the bullet in his hand and quietly looked around. "There are a lot of people. It's indeed a trap. There are probably about a dozen people at the back door, and those inside the stairs can't be seen."

"Will you please enter the urn?" Majima flexed his wrist, looked at Kaito, and entered the door of the mahjong parlor.

The mahjong parlor is not particularly spacious, with about seven or eight mahjong tables. The front desk at the door sells alcohol and tobacco. It looks like an ordinary mahjong parlor. But if you look closely, you will find that these mahjong players all have sinister faces, and next to the chairs are metal baseball bats.

"Hongzhong."

"Hooray!"

"Do you want to die?! Did you mess up on the first card?!"

The mahjong parlor was filled with noisy sounds. Majima and Kaito pushed the door open and were stopped by the strong man at the front desk: "Sorry, our store is full."

"Huh?! Why are you chasing people away from your mahjong parlor?" Haito's loud voice instantly attracted everyone's attention. "I'm here to play mahjong. Don't you have a place to sit down? Are you chasing people away when you come up?"

"I'm really sorry. There is no room available. If possible, please find another place."

The strong man at the front desk said angrily, while the others already had bats in their hands. There were even a few people who had already stood up, carrying bats and walking towards the door.

"I said, it's not necessary. Really, let's find another one." Mashima patted Kaito's shoulder and looked at the people who stood up with a look of embarrassment (pretending): "I'm very sorry for disturbing you. Let’s leave now.”

When those guys turned around cursing and the others relaxed their vigilance and let go of their bats to continue playing mahjong, Majima moved.

The receptionist had just turned around and was about to return to his original position to check his phone when he was caught off guard by Majima and grabbed him by the collar. This weak-looking man in a suit actually pulled the 200-pound body of the big man at the front desk with one hand, kicked him out with a whip, and hit the nearest mahjong table hard, smashing the table. He was shattered: "Gorilla! Do it!"

"Oh oh oh oh!" Haito shouted, like a human tank, rushing towards the crowd who had not yet reacted. He picked up a stool on the ground and threw it violently. A guy who was closer was killed by Haito on the spot. The flying chair knocked someone upside down.

Dodging to avoid the swinging bat, Majima grabbed the attacker's wrist with a grapple. He flipped the man and turned around in pain. Majima quickly followed up with his other hand and struck with an elbow. There was a crisp bone sound, and his forearm was actually broken!

Not to be outdone, Kaito grabbed a guy by the collar and started playing with a human bulldozer. When he swung the bat in front of him, it was blocked by the human shield in his hand, and then came a fist as powerful as a bull.

"Touch!" One person fell to the ground in response.

Majima slowly picked up a slightly dented metal bat from the ground, squatted down slightly, and put the bat on his shoulders. Kaito, on the other hand, raised his fists and moved his shoulders. The two stood back to back, and around them was a circle of Yakuza whose origins were unknown.

"Gorilla, your fists are not bad." Majima suddenly swung the bat and knocked a Yakuza to the ground. Majima Goro, "hard hitter" style!

"Damn bitch, you are very strong too." Kaito raised his hand to block the fist swung by Yakuza in front of him, grabbed the man's collar and gave him a headbutt, Kaito Masaharu, "fire fighting" style!

"Who are you?!" Yakuza, the leader, said angrily.

"It's just Captain Polis passing by, remember it for me!"

Kaito smiled evilly, knocked over a Yakuza with one punch, and made a weird pose.

"How did you manage to commit chuunibyou without changing your expression?" Majima swung the baseball bat in his hand suddenly, hitting a home run and knocking over another person, and complained helplessly.

"How can we repair..." The leader looked at his companion lying on the ground, took out his walkie-talkie and shouted: "Someone is causing trouble! Come quickly!"

Chen Yan looked at the walkie-talkies on the waists of the Yakuzas at the back door. Then most of the dozen or so people guarding the door left, leaving only three or four people guarding the door. The corners of their mouths raised in a flamboyant arc.

There were bursts of footsteps in the stairwell. Chen Yan pressed the headset and said in a deep voice: "Maji Masang, Brother Kaito, the battle is successful, how long can you hold on?"

"Ah... just these stinky fish and rotten shrimps, it's not enough to fight!" Majima's expression was also a little distorted at this moment. It seemed that at this moment, "The Mad Dog of Shimano" and the "Emperor of Sotenbori Night" were frantically fighting for the master of the body. Using his power, he knocked a Yakuza to the ground with one blow, covered his face with his left hand, and let out a maniacal laugh: "Come again, come again! Hee hee hee hee hee hee~"

"Those who are not afraid of death! Come here to me!"