Chapter 437 Kithara Sosuke Your Death Date

Outside the martial arts hall.

Dressed in black, Nishiguchi Shigeo hid a watermelon knife in his arms, pretending to be a fan and walked towards the security gate.

Behind him were more than 30 carefully selected elites from the Kanto community. Every one of them was a master who was as good as ten. They all had machetes wrapped in newspapers hidden on their bodies.

In this era, the security inspection equipment was not yet perfect, and the number of people at the Budokan concert was incredibly large. They deliberately chose to enter the venue just before the start. As a large number of people poured into the gate of the venue, they saw that the security personnel did not pay much attention to the inspection. incident, Nishiguchi Shigeo knew that he could easily sneak in.

If the security check is very strict, he also has corresponding countermeasures, just let his subordinates make a big fuss, and the rest of the people will take advantage of the chaos and rush into the venue.

Anyway, once you get inside, are you still afraid of being caught out?

"There are really a lot of people here. Isn't it just a concert for a singer?" Nishiguchi Shigeo didn't understand the entertainment industry at all. Seeing the dense crowd, he thought to himself that it would be great if the Kanto club could one day have such a terrifying scale.

It is a pity that the only ones with similar scenes to this day are the Nichirin Sect, which was once taken over by Kitahara Sosuke. They incited the people and held demonstrations in various places. The number of people was not as exaggerated as in the Budokan, but it was not far behind.

"Chief, there are still police guards inside." A Ruozhong came over and whispered.

police?

Nishiguchi Shigeo was stunned for a moment, and then sneered secretly: "Keep an eye on those policemen for me. We will follow them secretly wherever they go. These bastards who eat taxes but do nothing, only important people like that are worthy of their protection. The ordinary people and singers can’t afford to invite these elites from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.”

"Chief, what do you mean?" The man looked at him.

"Idiot! The place where they are gathering must be where Kitahara Sosuke is!" If there weren't so many people here, Nishiguchi Shigeo would have wanted to slap this idiot subordinate away.

Don’t you understand such a simple truth?

"Okay, I'll go and inform everyone right away." The Ruozhong knew that his chief had a bad temper, and when he saw something wrong with his face, he ran away immediately.

After a while, the people who had sneaked in together quietly gathered towards where the police officers were gathering.

Nishiguchi Shigeo took the lead. He looked so fierce that ordinary fans stayed away when they saw him. He walked faster and faster. As the crowd became sparse, before he knew it, he had arrived at the area near the backstage.

Only a faint light flickered in the darkness.

The number of police officers is gradually increasing.

It can’t be wrong!

Nishiguchi Shigeo felt the blood boiling in his body.

"Hey, fans are not allowed here." A tall security guard stretched out his hand to stop Nishiguchi Shigeo. He was surprised to see a crowd of people moving behind him.

Why are there still fans coming here?

This was a VIP stand and private room specially arranged by Kitahara Sosuke. A large number of political and business figures gathered here. Among the people he saw were Tosan President Takashi Shirakawa, Nissho Iwai President Hiroshi Uchida, Tosan General Manager Masao Kitahara, Ryutaro Hashimoto, the head of the Department of Financial Services, and Kaizawa Uchi, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Inspector just now, he could hardly remember the other people who followed.

All big shots.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, is Miss Sakai Izumi here?" Nishiguchi Shigeo smiled and reached out to touch the back of his head, "I'm a loyal fan of hers and I really want an autograph. It would be great if we could take a photo with her."

"Miss Sakai's dressing room is right over here, but..."

"boom!"

An uppercut hit the security guard hard in the stomach.

Before he could shout, someone covered his mouth and dragged him into the dark shadows.

"Can you tell me where she is?" Nishiguchi Shigeo put the watermelon knife in his arms towards his waist.

Feeling the fatal danger, the security guard nodded crazily subconsciously and pointed to the direction of the dressing room.

Nishiguchi Shigeo nodded with satisfaction and glanced behind him. Immediately, people came over and held down the security guard to prevent him from making any sound.

He and others took advantage of the dim night to run to the dressing room.

The group left not long after.

Not far away, Irie smiled and put down the phone in his hand.

"The target has taken action, everyone follow me."

In the darkness, the sound of uniform footsteps was particularly scary.

Nishiguchi Shigeo ran along the light and soon arrived outside the brightly lit dressing room.

He was a little excited. He held the watermelon knife tightly in his hand and took a deep breath. No matter who else was inside, he would chop them all to death. This would inevitably create a big news and let those in the upper class and Hamanaka Taio know about it. , who is the Yakuza King in Tokyo!

There was faint talk and laughter in the dressing room.

And the voice of Sosuke Kitahara that he was familiar with!

Although he had never met him, he had heard the banker's voice countless times through various channels!

It’s deeply engraved in my mind!

"This pair of earrings is really suitable for the spring water. Thank you, Noriko."

Kitahara Sosuke's voice is gentle and magnetic.

"Hey, is it true? Does Mr. Aobeihara also think that I am suitable?" This is the somewhat shy and shy Sakai Izumi.

Even though she became famous, she was still like the girl next door in the beginning. When she wasn't performing or doing events, she would wear a simple white T-shirt and jeans, have a refreshing hairstyle, and drive around in her off-road vehicle.

She likes to listen to Nakamori Akina's songs and the melancholy and mature voice. Every time she listens to Akina singing, she can feel the love and reluctance for her lover in the song. It is not the yearning for the scumbag Kondo Masahiko, but the nostalgia for the scumbag Kondo Masahiko. Missing and caring for another man.

Like her, she dared not speak out her love.

When his thoughts drifted back, Sakai Izumi discovered that Kitahara Sosuke was wearing a beautiful blue necklace for herself. This was a necklace that he specially asked a famous French designer to design for her. It is the only one in the world and is unique.

Kitahara Sosuke's tenderness and enthusiasm made Noriko Utsumi feel jealous, but thinking of her father's words, she quickly suppressed her dissatisfaction.

"With this necklace, you must be the most charming woman tonight." Kitahara Sosuke smiled.

"Indeed, Miss Sakai can even participate in the beauty pageant."

"It's rare to see such a beautiful and outstanding singer."

"Haha, it reminds me of Momoe Yamaguchi back then."

The big guys present also expressed their compliments.

This made Sakai Izumi feel a little dizzy.

The people here are all giants in the political and business circles. She never thought that one day she would be able to meet these people and get their praise and boast.

It's like dreaming

at this time.

There was a loud bang!

The closed door was suddenly kicked open by someone from the outside!

Uchihaizawa, who was a policeman, stood on the outside. He had no chance to join in and compliment Sakai Izumi like the big guys. When he heard the strange movement, he was the first to react and subconsciously pulled out the gun at his waist.

Nishiguchi Shigeo, who rushed in and brandished a watermelon knife, was facing him.

"Kitahara Sosuke, the day of your death"

Both of them were dumbfounded.