"I said, are you really not worried about them coming to cause trouble?"
In the hotel restaurant, Dongchuan Ichiro looked at Lin Beichen with a puzzled expression on his face. Dongchuan Ichiro had already explained the background of this hotel to Lin Beichen. Be it the Black Dragon Association, Rice Field Association, or the Yamada Group, they all had unshakable positions in this country.
One could say that just hearing their names could stop a child from crying. Such a saying was definitely not an exaggeration. But after hearing this, Lin Beichen just smiled faintly and turned to eat in the restaurant.
At this moment, there were very few people in the restaurant compared to the usual flow of guests. But Dongchuan Ichiro, who was worried about Lin Beichen’s safety, completely ignored this point.
"If they come to cause trouble, let them come. I just want to see what the standard of your underground forces is like here."
Lin Beichen smiled slightly, eating the dish in his mouth.
Halfway through, Lin Beichen’s expression turned a bit helpless. The food that looked delicate didn’t taste very good.
"Sure enough, the best cuisine is still the profound one from our country."
Lin Beichen mumbled to himself.
At this moment, over ten black sedans stopped at the entrance of the Tokyo Grand Hotel, and many men in black suits stepped out of them.
These people did not look ordinary at all, almost having the word "gangster" written on their foreheads. However, the emblems on their chests were different, with three distinct designs in total.
"I never expected that there would come a day when someone would make our three forces act together."
The leaders of the three different forces exchanged glances, a knowing smile appearing on their lips. Just as they reached the stairs, Dongchuan Ichiro received the news upstairs.
"These guys are clearly doing this on purpose!"
Fury appeared on Dongchuan Ichiro’s face. The fact that he was only informed when the other party had already arrived clearly showed that someone didn’t want him to leave. It was like slapping him in the face in front of his schoolmate.
"This has to be my brother’s doing, suppressing the information with the family intelligence department."
Dongchuan Ichiro looked at Lin Beichen with a hint of apology, not expecting such an incident to occur just as his friend arrived.
In contrast, Lin Beichen appeared far more composed, continuing to eat the food he found unappetizing while smiling.
"We came here to stir up trouble, didn’t we? Besides, didn’t you say you didn’t have enough people? This is a good opportunity to recruit some helpers."
Hearing Lin Beichen’s words, Dongchuan Ichiro’s face was filled with confusion. He couldn’t understand what Lin Beichen meant.
After all, those who had come were supposed to deal with Lin Beichen. Even if they weren’t directly involved, they were likely acting on his brother’s advice.
What Dongchuan Ichiro didn’t know was that his brother, Dongchuan Tairou, had offered a casino as a gift to get the Black Dragon Association to act.
If Dongchuan Ichiro had known about it, he might have charged back to confront his brother directly.
Just as Dongchuan Ichiro was about to continue persuading, the elevator doors opened, and many men in black suits stepped out.
When he saw these people and the emblems on their chests, Dongchuan Ichiro immediately identified them.
"I never expected the three kings of the underground forces to unite against my schoolmate."
Dongchuan Ichiro stood up and emphasized the words "my schoolmate" in his speech. His intention was clear: to utilize this identity to make the so-called three kings think twice.
Although the Dongchuan Clan couldn’t compete with the three kings in underground forces, their massive commercial influence could bring significant profits to them.
"Sorry, but you are just the second heir of your family."
The leader of the Black Dragon Association showed a disdainful smile, knowing they had reached an agreement with Dongchuan Tairou not long ago.
Hence, they naturally wouldn’t put the so-called second heir in their eyes. The other two leaders, though silent, clearly shared the Black Dragon Association’s sentiment.
At that moment, Dongchuan Ichiro felt unprecedented humiliation. His hands clenched unconsciously, tempted to act but lacking the confidence.
Seeing Dongchuan Ichiro’s reaction, the leader of the Black Dragon Association’s disdain grew even more. As he spoke, he raised his hand, aiming to slap Dongchuan Ichiro.
In the next second, the leader of the Black Dragon Association only saw a black shadow flash before his eyes, followed by intense pain from his wrist.
It turned out that Lin Beichen, their initial target, had grasped the leader’s wrist. No matter how hard he tried, Lin Beichen’s hand held his wrist like a vice, preventing any movement.
Even though he had seen Lin Beichen’s skills before, Dongchuan Ichiro was still incredibly excited. Since these people had no intention of standing with him, they were his enemies. Dongchuan Ichiro had never shown mercy to his enemies, a trait he shared with his brother.