The top floor of the building.
The elevator doors slowly opened.
A secretary from Kou Island stood respectfully at the entrance. At the sight of the three, the secretary smiled slightly, bowed, and said, "Please follow me."
"See? I told you Kou Islanders were suited to service work. Now that's what a proper lackey looks like." Bone followed the secretary into the room, carrying the Shotgun with satisfaction.
The room was bright and tastefully furnished.
The San Mu brothers sat upright on a sofa.
The moment the three entered, a terrifying force pressed down on them.
Smack!
The gap in strength between the two sides was too great.
In that first encounter alone, the pressure left the three struggling to breathe. As though they carried a mountain on their backs, they slowly crouched down.
They strained to hold themselves flat against the floor rather than kneel.
With a hostile expression, San Mu Ichiro stepped forward, easily took the remote control from Hi Dog's hand, and toyed with it.
"You're threatening me with this thing? Tired of living?"
His expression soon changed.
The remote control was fake.
In other words, the explosion earlier hadn't been triggered by the remote at all.
Hi Dog struggled to raise his head and sneered, "Fuck, trying to play mind games with us? Go look out the window."
San Mu Ichibashi looked downstairs.
Old Ninth was squatting by the road, smoking. The instant he saw San Mu, he raised his middle finger.
"If we don't show up at the window within three minutes, every building, factory, and business you own in Chun Prefecture gets blown up."
Before this, the brothers certainly wouldn't have believed Hi Dog.
But now, two buildings had already been blown up. Whether it was true or not, they couldn't afford the gamble.