With a "thud," the phone in Masao Mita's hand fell to the ground, and he immediately fell into a semi-dazed state.
The person who made it down the mountain alive was actually that person!
Masao Mita didn't know Zhou Ziwei's name or what he looked like, but his subordinates reported clearly that the man who came down the mountain was the same as yesterday and hadn't changed his appearance.
Although Blood Shadow might change his appearance, it's unlikely he could disguise himself as an enemy, so... the person who walked down the mountain alive definitely wasn't Blood Shadow.
Just as his subordinates finished reporting, Masao Mita faintly heard a series of terrified screams over the phone, followed by the sound of bodies falling to the ground. Then came a series of crackling noises from the phone, which Masao Mita imagined was the sound of the other party's phone rolling on the ground. After that... there was complete silence on the other end of the line.
"Mr. Mita, you'd better wash your neck and wait for me!" After a long silence, the phone that had fallen to the ground suddenly rang out a voice that was very familiar to Masao Mita. Startled, Masao Mita trembled and fell to the ground with a thud...
After casually killing the few people who were hiding at the foot of the mountain and watching him suspiciously, Zhou Ziwei suddenly noticed a cell phone lying next to one of the corpses, still in use. He picked it up and saw that the contact's name was written in Japanese, with the words "Chief of the Mita Clan" written on it. Zhou Ziwei was immediately enraged.
Previously, he only suspected that Masao Mita was behind this, but he had no evidence to prove it. But now... he was 100% sure, so he no longer had any psychological burden.
Zhou Ziwei immediately got into a car driven by the thugs from the Santian family without any hesitation, and then drove back to Donggang City at high speed.
However, when Zhou Ziwei arrived at the Mita family's huge and luxurious mansion again, he was not surprised to find that it was basically an empty house.
There wasn't a single person in the entire courtyard. All the doors were wide open, and all the furniture, appliances, and other items inside were still there, in their original positions.
Zhou Ziwei drove the car directly into the courtyard, scanning the surroundings with his soul power as he slowly strolled into the main hall.
In the center of the hall, four coffee tables were placed side by side, piled high with colorful banknotes... Japanese yen, US dollars, and euros... Looking around, the entire coffee table was covered in money. Zhou Ziwei glanced at it and couldn't immediately tell how much money there was, but he conservatively estimated that it was worth more than ten million US dollars.
It's important to know that from the time Zhou Ziwei hung up the phone to the time he drove here, it hadn't even taken half an hour. In that short time, it was impossible for Mita Masao to go to their family's company to transfer funds. This means that... all this money should be cash that Mita Masao usually keeps in this house.
The family casually keeps tens of millions of US dollars in cash at home. If converted to RMB, that would be at least over 100 million! Zhou Ziwei really couldn't imagine how wealthy the Mita family was, that they would keep pocket money in the hundreds of millions.
Sure enough... on top of that huge pile of all kinds of banknotes, there was a note written in calligraphy, which read: "Regarding what happened earlier, Mita was confused for a moment. I hope you will not take offense, sir. I only have a little cash at home, which I offer here as a small token of my respect."
If you forgive and forget, the Mita family will treat you as an honored guest and may even give you a share of the family's assets as an act of atonement. We ask that you accept this offer.
After reading the note, Zhou Ziwei couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
No wonder people say that the Japanese are bullies who prey on the weak and fear the strong. If you talk to them about morality and righteousness, they'll take advantage of you. But if you beat them up, they'll cling to your leg and call you grandpa... What happened after the eight-year War of Resistance? The reason the Japanese were defeated so easily was because America dropped two atomic bombs in their backyard. And afterwards, weren't the Japanese the closest to America? And what kind of people were they towards China?
It is true that benevolence, righteousness, and morality are traditional Chinese virtues, but it depends on who you are talking to.
If the other party has no humanity at all, then talking to them about benevolence and morality is just as foolish as Mr. Dongguo.
Zhou Ziwei had previously caused a great disturbance at the Mita family's residence, but because he needed their help at the time, he restrained himself and did not kill a single person. At most, he only injured a few of their bodyguards.
However... Zhou Ziwei's kindness was clearly mistaken for weakness by Masao Mita, and the old man actually hired an assassin to kill Zhou Ziwei in the blink of an eye.
When Zhou Ziwei got really angry and killed seven or eight of the Santian family's thugs in one go... this old guy actually took out all the cash in his house and offered it to Zhou Ziwei... Isn't this guy just being a jerk?
Zhou Ziwei was both angry and amused. Without any politeness with Mita Masao, he stuffed all the colorful banknotes into the car. Then, he found two cans of gasoline in the garage and splashed them all over the place. When he got back into the car, started the engine, and was about to drive out the gate, he suddenly threw the cigarette butt out of his mouth, which landed directly in the gasoline on the ground in front of the main hall.
"Sizzle—" But the gasoline didn't ignite when it came into contact with the cigarette butt; instead, it extinguished the cigarette.
Zhou Ziwei was driving his car out the gate, about to strike a cool pose, when he saw this and was so angry that he almost crashed into the gatepost.
He had seen this kind of scene in movies many times before, and always thought that the male protagonist who set the fire was particularly cool. He originally wanted to do an imitation today, but now that he sees it... it's just a poor imitation!
It seems you can't completely believe everything you see in movies...
Zhou Ziwei sighed for a moment, then had to stop the car. He turned around, grabbed a wad of banknotes from the back seat, lit it with a lighter, and waited until the flames were high in the sky before throwing it out of the car window like a grenade…
This time, nothing unexpected happened. A huge fireball was thrown directly into the gasoline. If it still didn't ignite, then something truly strange would have occurred.
Zhou Ziwei, incredibly arrogant, drove his car out of the Mita family mansion amidst the rising flames and soft explosions, feeling quite pleased with himself this time.
What's so bad about those scenes in movies where people start fires with cigarette butts? I'd be so arrogant and deserve a beating if I just lit a wad of banknotes on fire...
Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei was using Japanese banknotes to attack the Japanese, and there was a large pile of colorful banknotes in his car. It was just a small bundle of banknotes, which was nothing to Zhou Ziwei, a nouveau riche.
After driving for several kilometers, Zhou Ziwei stopped the car on the side of the road, then turned on a laptop he had just taken from the Mita family's house. He focused intently on typing in a series of commands, directly hacking into the island nation's wireless mobile network. Only then did he use the cell phone he had picked up from next to the corpse of a thug from the Mita family to make a call to Mita Masao.
The call was answered immediately after only one ring. Zhou Ziwei quickly held the phone to his ear with his shoulder, maintaining the conversation while rapidly operating his computer to track Masao Mita's current location via wireless network.
"Sir, are you satisfied with the little gifts I left you?"
Immediately, Zhou Ziwei heard Masao Mita's humble and respectful voice on the other end of the phone. Although he couldn't see the other person's face, he could tell from the voice that the old man was wearing a fawning smile and bowing and scraping like a lapdog.
This is a classic case of refusing a polite toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!
Zhou Ziwei snorted inwardly before saying, "At least you know what's good for you. I'll give you two choices now. First..."
While Zhou Ziwei stalled the other party with words, his hands moved like a blur as he rapidly operated the laptop on his lap. He quickly pinpointed the approximate area where the other party was located via the network signal. However, before Zhou Ziwei could further confirm the exact location of Mita Masao, the guy alertly hung up the phone.
Zhou Ziwei was slightly taken aback, then angrily threw the phone out of the car.
What a cunning old fox! He detected the danger so quickly.
Zhou Ziwei guessed that either Mita Masao heard him rapidly typing on the keyboard through the receiver, or he already knew that the Mita family mansion had been burned down and knew that Zhou Ziwei had no intention of reconciling with him, which is why he decisively cut off the contact.
It seems like we made a mistake...
Zhou Ziwei smiled indifferently. He had only tracked down the approximate location of Masao Mita, but he did not think he could find Masao Mita from that general location.
After all, the population density in Donggang City has reached an abnormal level. Someone once joked that the population of Donggang City is greater than the number of flies and mosquitoes in the entire city.
This is an absolutely insane city where people are packed together like sardines.
Moreover, Zhou Ziwei had just tracked down Masao Mita to the most bustling area in Donggang City, making it virtually impossible to find him under these circumstances.
However, Zhou Ziwei wasn't in a hurry. It was better if they couldn't find them... It would give him a perfect excuse to strike decisively. Otherwise... he would really be a little embarrassed to cause trouble for those small fry...
Zhou Ziwei then started the car and drove towards the neighborhood where Masao Mita was. He took out his phone and called Wu Di, instructing him to use all his connections to gather as much information as possible about the distribution of the Mita Group's influence in Donggang City. The more detailed the information, the better.
Zhou Ziwei plans to do a small favor for the island nation's police, in order to crack down on the organized crime forces in Donggang City.
Although Wu Di was always very efficient, it would still take some time to gather the detailed information, so Zhou Ziwei could only wait quietly for a while after making the call.
After Zhou Ziwei drove to that bustling area, he parked the car in a paid parking lot, stuffed two bundles of cash into his pocket, and went into a 24-hour music plaza.
Zhou Ziwei felt that this street was similar to Sanshui Street in Tonghai City, with the streets full of those ambiguous entertainment and leisure shops.
Zhou Ziwei had long heard that the sex industry in Japan was very developed, and this time he truly witnessed it firsthand.
In China, although there are some similar venues, their development is generally under the control of the state and they do not appear too arrogant.
Most reputable establishments operate only at night, trying to conceal their shady dealings under the cover of darkness.
In island nations, things seem less reserved. Many entertainment venues are open 24 hours a day, so if you have money, you can find an outlet for your frustrations anytime.
Women have no status or dignity in this country. As long as you pay a certain price, you can come here at any time and abuse those beautiful women who look sexy or innocent.
This music plaza is essentially similar to a nightclub; it's basically a dirty place for sex trafficking.
Almost none of the guests who come here are actually there to sing or listen to music. The so-called music is nothing more than a fig leaf to cover up some filthy noises.
Early in the morning, there didn't seem to be many customers in the music plaza. The lobby on the first floor was dimly lit, and soothing Japanese folk music was playing from the speakers. Occasionally, a woman's coquettish moan could be heard from the private rooms upstairs...
As Zhou Ziwei entered the hall, he saw the waiters and hostesses, who had stayed up all night, yawning listlessly in various corners.
In addition, two balding guests were sitting on the sofa in the lobby, groping a young woman without any regard for others.
One of the women's skirts was lifted high, and a lewd man who looked like he had severe kidney deficiency was panting heavily and rubbing the woman's genitals with his fingers. The lewd atmosphere seriously polluted Zhou Ziwei's vision.
Zhou Ziwei frowned, but didn't mind that no waiter came to serve him for a while. He just sat down in a seat with his back to the two beasts.
He placed the laptop he'd brought from Mita's house on the coffee table, turned it on, and launched a small game, intending to kill some time there while waiting for Wu Di's news...
"Sir, what would you like to order?"
Just as Zhou Ziwei was having a great time, a somewhat timid voice asked him a question in a slightly awkward Japanese accent.
"A cup of coffee would be fine..." Zhou Ziwei replied casually without looking up.
"So...would you like to have a lady keep you company?" The voice sounded timidly again.
This time, Zhou Ziwei suddenly felt that the voice was vaguely familiar. He paused for a moment, stopped playing his game, looked up at the princess standing beside him, and was immediately stunned...
Volume 2 The Assassin's Nightmare Chapter 281 The Slaughter Has Only Just Begun
Seeing that familiar face before me, memories of my past life flooded back uncontrollably.
Back in his previous life, before anything happened, Zhou Ziwei had already heard from his classmates that Ma Xiaoying, the most beautiful girl in their department, went to study in Japan after graduation.
At that time, it seemed to be the peak of the craze for going abroad and studying abroad. Many people were so enthusiastic about going abroad that it was outrageous. In order to get a chance to go abroad, they would even sell their parents.
Moreover, let alone going to island nations or developed countries like the United States, even if it were to go to a poor, backward country where the whole family shares a single pair of pants, people would still fight tooth and nail for such an opportunity.
Ma Xiaoying went abroad to study under such circumstances, and at that time, she attracted countless envious glances from her classmates.
As someone who can be called the "department beauty," Ma Xiaoying's appearance is naturally not bad, especially her figure, which is simply amazing. She is 1.76 meters tall, with long legs, a round and firm buttocks, a slender waist that can be encircled with one hand, and a prominent bust. Basically, any physiologically normal man who glances at her will inevitably have some rather wicked thoughts.
That's right, Ma Xiaoying is the kind of person who is naturally alluring. Even when she has a serious and stern face, she can still arouse some desire in people.
When they heard that Ma Xiaoying had gone to study in Japan, countless male classmates were so excited that they beat their chests and stomped their feet, lamenting that a beautiful flower was about to be ruined by the Japanese devils.
As a physiologically normal man, Zhou Ziwei already had Yu Xiaoya as his girlfriend at the time. However, when he occasionally saw Ma Xiaoying's seductive appearance, he would inevitably drift off mentally or shamelessly fantasize in his mind.
So when I learned that Ma Xiaoying had disappeared to study in Japan, I did feel quite disappointed.
Unexpectedly, after many years, and even after two lifetimes, Zhou Ziwei would encounter the campus beauty he had fantasized about countless times in his previous life once again.
The flower before me had lost the youthful naiveté of its younger days, but possessed a more breathtaking and mature charm.
If she was once a green apple with an enticing aroma, then now she is a ripe peach, so tempting that just one glance makes you want to pounce on her and take a big bite.
Ma Xiaoying had seen far too many strange looks like this. Having always had a smooth life, she was used to seeing those Japanese men in her mother's company looking serious and energetic. She never imagined that Japanese people could have such a dirty and depraved side.
Now... Ma Xiaoying has to face all sorts of lustful and greedy gazes almost every day, and has to rack her brains every day to deal with these beastly men.
She didn't know how she managed to keep going, nor did she know how much longer she could hold on... All she knew was that she was on the verge of collapse.
Is this the island nation? Is this the island nation that I used to think was so much more civilized than my own country?
After her mother went bankrupt, Ma Xiaoying's life changed completely, and in her eyes, the world seemed to have changed entirely.
All the filth and evil seemed to be hidden under a thin sheet of paper, and Ma Xiaoying was blinded by this brightly colored paper. But now... the paper is torn, and her dream is shattered...
Faced with Zhou Ziwei's strange gaze, Ma Xiaoying frowned again. Based on her experience over the past two days, she knew that this despicable Japanese devil was about to reach out his nasty claws and grope her body.
Ma Xiaoying naturally wouldn't let the other party succeed. She quickly took two steps back and asked again with a wary expression, "Sir...excuse me...would you like Miss to keep you company?"
"Oh...no...no need."
Zhou Ziwei snapped out of his daze, his slightly dazed eyes darting around. He looked at Ma Xiaoying's face again, and after confirming that she was indeed the most beautiful girl in his department from his past life, he said earnestly, "If it's alright... I wonder if you could sit with me for a while?" As he spoke, Zhou Ziwei pulled out a few banknotes from his pocket and casually placed them on the coffee table... They were several euros. Zhou Ziwei wasn't familiar with the local rates and didn't know how much it would cost to hire a lady for company, but he figured that this was roughly a thousand euros, which wasn't a small sum. It could easily make any woman in the sex industry offer her fiery passion and body for it...
As Zhou Ziwei pulled out those few banknotes, he felt a slight ache in his heart.