The Wise Grand Leader

The facts proved that Shen Qingzhu truly had no talent for learning.

Even after staying here for a year, he still could not understand what they were saying. Aside from the names of the two subordinates he had sworn brotherhood with, there were only three phrases he could speak:

"Eight of them!" (Bastard!)

"Kulus!" (Kill!)

"Yoshi!" (Good!)

As for the language, those were the only three phrases he knew. Everything else depended on improvisation.

Just like now.

Asakura Ken knelt there, having already explained the situation. The others had also turned their eyes toward Shen Qingzhu, the Grand Leader of the Black Killer Group, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Grand Leader, the Hankawa Family has extended its hand into Kansai. They clearly have no regard for our Black Killer Group. We must teach them a lesson and make them crawl back to Kanto!" Killing intent surfaced in Asakura Ken's eyes as he stared solemnly at Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu raised an eyebrow and shifted his gaze away from him, looking at the men and women kneeling along the sides of the hall. Their faces were likewise filled with fury.

At that moment, although Shen Qingzhu had no idea what had happened, he could already guess that someone had provoked everyone's anger.

Mm, that made things easy.

Shen Qingzhu leisurely held the cigarette between his fingers, killing intent emerging in his indifferent eyes.

"Kulus," he said flatly. (Kill.)

Upon hearing this, joy appeared on the faces of Asakura Ken and the men and women kneeling around him. They shouted in unison:

"The Grand Leader is wise!"

Seeing their reactions, Shen Qingzhu quietly breathed a sigh of relief... He had guessed right again this time.

Just then, Asakura Ken hesitated for a moment before speaking again:

"Grand Leader, there is