Chapter 647 The Prophecy
”It’s raining!”
Underneath the Black Killing Group’s main building, more than thirty black sedans and seven or eight vans were silently parked there, and each of them was filled with heavily armed members of the Black Killing Group.
Asakura Jian stood under the car, looking at the rain dripping from the sky, and spoke with some surprise, “Such good weather, it actually rains?”
Shen Qingzhu sitting in the backseat looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly, flicked the burning cigarette in his hand to the window, and the black car window automatically rolled up.
”Go.” He spoke faintly.
”Yes!”
Ken Asakura immediately got into the car, connecting the channels of all the vehicles through the intercom, and shouted:
”Depart!”
Boom-!
More than forty engines erupted into a hum at the same time, a beam of bright lights lit up, and the vehicles tore through the pitch-black night, speeding away like roaring beasts in the rain!
Rain.
It was the signal of Lin Qiye’s agreement with Shen Qingzhu.
Black Sycamore Club.
Uncle Kyousuke held the crying Yuzurina, his eyes glancing faintly towards the darkness in the corner.
He gently stroked Yuzuru Riina’s head and smiled:
”Little Yuzurina, the club is a bit dirty, Uncle needs to reorganize it, can you go with Jin and help Uncle buy some glue and cleaner?”
Yuzurina raised her head and asked with red eyes:
”Can it really be fixed?”
”It can.”
”…… Then, okay then ……”
Yuzurina let go of Uncle Kyousuke, who gave Xiao Jin a look, and Xiao Jin then held Yuzurina’s hand and slowly walked towards the distance.
In the middle of the empty street, Uncle Kyousuke stopped for a long time in front of the dark club, raised his feet, and slowly walked into it.
Time passed by minute by minute.
When Yuzurina and Kogane had left about five minutes later, several cars pulled into the street, and Mr. Wells, with a dozen or so of the Coldstream family’s men, quickly got out of the cars and walked in with the doors heavily closed.
”Sure? They’re back?” Mr. Wells asked.
”Sure, our men have been staking out this place.”
”Any sign of the target?”
”Saw it, Yuzuri Kurosetsu’s descendant is indeed here, there’s no mistaking it.”
”What about that Asahina Seven Nights?”
”The one who was on the stakeout said that just after they came back, Asahina Seven Nights left with another person and went somewhere, there shouldn’t be anyone in this store who can stop us now.”
”Good.”
Mr. Well’s eyes flashed with a glint of essence, he turned his head and said to the men behind him, “All bring your guys, let’s go arrest them!”
A dozen or so people with their respective weapons, rushed to the entrance of Black Sycamore Club in a flurry, they just stepped through the door and froze in place in unison.
In the center of the dark and messy restaurant, tables and chairs were piled up together like a small mountain, and the light bulb overhead was bright and dim, with sparks bursting out from time to time, illuminating the dark restaurant for a moment.
On top of that hill, a middle-aged man was sitting there quietly, a fading red rose in the pocket of his flirty sequined suit.
The brightly dimmed light bulbs projected his back onto the ghastly white wall behind him, like a demon standing above a mountain of corpses and blood, as he quietly gazed at the dozen or so people who had intruded into the club, his eyes narrowing slightly.
In the darkness, it was as if a raging lion was hidden under his icy gaze.
In the rain.
An urgent cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Amamiya Haruhide was stunned as he reached out and took out the phone from his pocket, placing it to his ear and connecting it.
”Hello?”
”Amamiya! I won the game today! I predicted a shocking secret!” Hoshimi Shota’s excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
Amamiya Haruhide raised an eyebrow, “If what you predicted was the location of the Cold River House, we’ve already found it ……”
”Not that!” Hoshimi Shota took a deep breath and said word for word, “What I prophesied today was …… ‘Yuzuri Kurotetsu breaking out and killing the [Pure Land] once again’!”
”What did you say?”
Amamiya Haruhide froze in place.
”It is! It’s surprising isn’t it! If the prophecy this time is correct, the last prophecy about Yuzuru Kurosetsu’s death was wrong! Maybe he didn’t die at all!” Hoshimi Shouta was getting more and more excited.
”…… I see,” Amamiya Haruhide took a deep breath to calm his disturbed mind, “I have something going on right now, I’ll call you when I’m done.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
”What’s wrong?” Lin Qiye asked.
”The unreliable prophet said, ‘Yuzuri Kurotetsu will break out and kill the [Pure Land] again’.”
”Yuzuri Kurotetsu?” Lin Qiye frowned, “Isn’t he dead?”
”In hindsight, maybe not.” Amamiya Haruhide said as he walked, “When I heard of his death before, I was a bit unconvinced, how could a fierce man who could kill the [Pure Land] with three swords by himself in the first place be killed so easily by the oracle, in order to corroborate this idea, I specifically asked the prophet to verify this matter once again ……
The result that I got was still positive, so ever since then I’ve been convinced that he’s really dead.”
”Which means that his last prophecy was exactly 50% wrong?”
”That’s right.”
”Perhaps, his prophecy this time is also wrong?”
”Yeah …… but at least, he gave us that possibility and opened up another way of thinking.”
”If Yuzuri Kurotsuchi isn’t dead, but as the prophecy says, he’s laying out a layout, then what exactly is this layout, and what could be his purpose for laying it out ……”
As the two pondered, they had already arrived at the edge of the former Ghost Fire Society’s power, they looked up at the nightclub that emitted a neon glow under the night sky, and their eyes narrowed slightly.
”Yuzuri Kurotsuchi’s matter will be discussed again when we go back, for now, let’s first do what’s in front of us.”
”Shen Qingzhu’s people …… should also be arriving soon.”
Boom–!
On the street on the other side, thirty or so vehicles sped past, this buzzing sound of cars in the dead of night had long since attracted the attention of the personnel of the Hanchuan family within the nightclub, and they quickly mobilized their manpower and swarmed towards that street.
More than two dozen cars drove out from the parking lot of the nightclub and sped to that street, completely blocking the driveway and sealing the way of the Black Killing Team’s vehicles.
”The manpower is quite large.” Inside the car, Ken Asakura squinted at the dazzling headlights in front of him, frowned, picked up the intercom and said.
”Stop the car and get out!”
The more than forty vehicles of the Black Killer Team stopped in front of the wall of cars from the Cold River Family, the brightly shining headlights on both sides shone on each other, almost illuminating the entire road as bright as day, the dull and dense sound of closing doors rang out, and one by one, the members of the Black Killer Team dressed in black stepped out of the car, holding their respective weapons, and coldly eyed the vehicles on the opposite side of the road.
The people of the Hanchuan family also got out of the car, and the two groups of people just stood in the large open space illuminated by the car lights, facing each other.