CHAPTER 784: CHAPTER 643: KOIZUMI, BOTH ENEMIES AND HATRED REDUCED TO ASHES

Xiu Xin had never dared to forget Ninpei Oshiro and Nipponjiro. After all, the four great hatreds of life—killing one’s father, stealing one’s wife, cutting off one’s financial path, and ruining one’s future—had all been gathered on himself by the Renping brothers.

So he knew these two brothers would definitely return to seek revenge, he just didn’t know when.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly heard the news now.

This, on the contrary, made him breathe a sigh of relief. Compared to unseen enemies, those visible are a much lesser threat.

As long as he could eliminate them again, he could avoid the tragic cycle of generational hatred and vengeance begetting vengeance.

"Tell me more," Xiu Xin said succinctly.

"Yes!" Yamakawa Ichiro responded, and then began to narrate the process of discovering the two, "Originally, I was following Mr. Jin’s instructions to track Sato Kenji’s whereabouts, but I didn’t expect to find Ninpei Oshiro and Nipponjiro living with him."

Next to Xiu Xin, Jin Yucheng was known as Little Jin.

But away from Xiu Xin, he was Mr. Jin.

Xiu Xin raised an eyebrow, how did these three guys end up together? Was this a band of aggrieved parties uniting specifically to form an Avengers alliance against him?

Well, at least he wouldn’t have to hunt them down one by one.

"In that case, let’s send the three of them on their way together," Xiu Xin said calmly.

Without Renping Kuniaki, Ninpei Oshiro and Nipponjiro were just ordinary people. Their deaths wouldn’t cause much of a stir, and no one would take the case too seriously.

If nothing could be investigated, that would be the end of it.

But what if something really got uncovered?

Yamakawa Ichiro immediately replied, "Yes!"

After work, Xiu Xin took a car to Yanchuan Shilang’s residence to deliver the invitations for himself and Asai Ayumi.

The wedding was just over ten days away, and everyone who needed to be invited had to be, and as for his adoptive grandfather, he naturally had to personally deliver it.

The door was opened by the housekeeper, and Xiu Xin, keenly noticing the pair of men’s leather shoes at the doorway, lowly asked, "Does grandfather have a guest?"

"Yes, it’s Mr. Xiao Quan, the member of parliament," the housekeeper replied softly, nimbly squatting down to help Xiu Xin change his shoes.

Xiu Xin’s eyebrow raised. That name, to him, was thunderous. Before the broad-minded Abe, he was Japan’s longest-serving prime minister, repeatedly leading visits to the Yasukuni Shrine during his tenure, and he had dispatched Self-Defense Forces for operations in Iraq.

Although Mr. Xiao Quan hadn’t yet achieved such achievements, he was nonetheless a renowned figure in Japan’s political world, a member of the House of Representatives, Minister of Health, and besides the Yanchuan Faction, one of the Liberal Democratic Party’s largest cliques, ambitious.

In both his past and present lives, Xiu Xin didn’t like this person because he was also quite good at currying favor with the Americans, which overlapped with his own ecological niche. His starting point was even higher, and no matter how diligently he fawned, he couldn’t replace Mr. Xiao Quan in the eyes of the Americans in the future.

Subsequent facts proved Mr. Xiao Quan’s efforts were very successful. According to the original trajectory, he would become the 87th Prime Minister in five or six years, with multiple re-elections.

However, fortunately, Xiu Xin originally intended to take an unorthodox path, so Mr. Xiao Quan shouldn’t expect to rise to power before him.

"Minister Aoyama, please." The housekeeper stood up after changing, stepping aside to clear the path from the entrance.

Xiu Xin returned to his senses, slightly nodded, and walked into the living room, seeing at once Yanchuan Shilang and Mr. Xiao Quan seated on the sofa and chatting, the now 52-year-old Mr. Xiao Quan looked cultured and affable, somewhat human-like.

But this guy was at best an anthropoid, never acting human, post-government those major rights and wrongs aside, and moreover falsified academic qualifications, kept mistresses, and was even accused of sexually assaulting a junior during university.

"Grandfather, Mr. Xiao Quan."

Seeing both looking over, Xiu Xin hastily quickened his steps, respectfully bowing.

"It’s Xiu Xin, sit wherever," Yanchuan Shilang first let him settle down before asking, "What’s going on?"

"Not really a big deal, just that my wedding with Ayumi is approaching, and I’ve come to specially deliver you the invitation." Xiu Xin just seated took out the invitation and presented it.

"This isn’t considered a big deal? Then what could be? This is indeed a major event in your life." Yanchuan Shilang laughed heartily, received the invitation, and casually placed it on the coffee table, "As your witness to the wedding, I will surely be there."

"I wonder if Minister Aoyama has prepared my invitation?" Mr. Xiao Quan said with a teasing smile.

Xiu Xin hadn’t prepared one, but he replied without hesitation, "Of course, Mr. Xiao Quan’s invitation is indispensable, I just didn’t know you were visiting grandfather today, or I’d have brought it along, I’ll personally deliver it to your residence another day."

"Then I won’t be polite, boldly coming to have a glass of celebratory wine," Mr. Xiao Quan laughed heartily.

Xiu Xin quickly expressed, "Mr. Xiao Quan, you coming is indeed an honor for Ayumi and me."

Although he disliked the guy, due to the disparity in status and position, and being in the same camp, he had to show surface respect.

"Young and promising, yet neither arrogant nor impetuous. Yanchuan has not only an excellent grandson but also Minister Aoyama as an outstanding godson, quite enviable," Mr. Xiao Quan lamented, swaying his head.

Yanchuan Shilang affectionately patted Xiu Xin’s shoulder, laughing, "Not to hide it from you, Mr. Xiao Quan, accepting Xiu Xin is one of the best decisions I ever made."

"Being taken a liking by grandfather is indeed Xiu Xin’s fortune accumulated over eight lifetimes," Xiu Xin affectionately flattered, then heedfully took leave, respectfully saying, "Grandfather, I have other invitations to deliver, I won’t interrupt your important discussions with Mr. Xiao Quan, I’ll take my leave first."

Seeing Yanchuan Shilang nod, he again bowed to Mr. Xiao Quan before turning to swiftly leave.

Mr. Xiao Quan’s gaze followed Xiu Xin out the door before returning, looking at Yanchuan Shilang exclaiming once more, "Yanchuan, you are truly fortunate!"

He spoke without a hint of deceit. Who wouldn’t want a capable and daring person they could trust, yet who wouldn’t threaten their children’s inheritance rights, to act as a perfect tool?

"A junior like Xiu Xin is truly rare and hard to come by." Yanchuan Shilang chuckled, then steered the conversation back to the main topic, "Mr. Xiao Quan, let’s continue discussing the follow-up arrangements for the Nagoya plane crash."

At the end of last month, a passenger plane with the serial number B-1826 crashed while landing in Nagoya, resulting in 264 deaths and only 7 survivors. This was the first major emergency incident Yanchuan Shilang had to handle since taking office.

The cause of the crash is currently unknown.

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Yamakawa Ichiro’s efficiency in handling matters was very high.

As a professional member of the Black Society, he excelled in his basic duties of committing murder and arson.

After receiving instructions from Aoyama Xiu Xin during the day,

by night, he had immediately arranged for people to take action.

In the dead of night, once the lookouts confirmed that Sato Kenji and the Renping Brothers were home and had turned off the lights, they stealthily approached a detached house, barricaded the door, and began pouring gasoline around before setting it ablaze.

Whoosh!

The oil ignited upon contact with the fire, and the flames leaped up, rapidly spreading and engulfing the entire house in an instant.

Meanwhile, the masked killer drove away into the night.

In his sleep, Ninpei Oshiro was choked by the smoke, instinctively coughed a few times, and turned over, intending to continue sleeping, when he suddenly sensed something amiss and sat up.

He saw acrid thick smoke continuously seep through the doorway into the bedroom, immediately got out of bed to open the door, but instinctively pulled his hand back as soon as it touched the hot doorknob. In a panic, he kicked the door, and what was supposed to be a solid wooden door collapsed instantly, and a wave of heat rushed over him.

The living room had already turned into a sea of fire.

"Cough, cough, cough! Brother! Brother!"

"There’s a fire! Renping! Run fast!"

Sato Kenji and Nipponjiro, also awoken by the smoke, stumbled out of their bedrooms, shouting in panic.

"Quickly wrap yourself in a blanket and go open the door."

Ninpei Oshiro shouted, hurriedly turning back into the bedroom, wrapping himself in a blanket and charging towards the door by memory. Nipponjiro and Sato Kenji followed him, only to find that the door couldn’t be opened at all.

"What’s going on? Why can’t it open?"

"Could it be that the lock is burned?"

Nipponjiro and Sato Kenji were both shocked and anxious.

"It’s locked from the outside!" Ninpei Oshiro was the first to realize, "Baka! It’s definitely Aoyama Xiu Xin’s doing, we’ve been exposed, cough cough, that ruthless bastard, hurry... hurry, see if there’s another way out, cough cough!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s cruelty was beyond his expectation, without any communication, they didn’t even meet, just quietly set them on fire.

"Ah! I don’t want to die! Sob I don’t want to die!" Sato Kenji’s mental endurance was extremely poor and he broke down, continuously kicking the door. His intestines were turning green with regret; why did he have to come back for revenge?

"Forget about him!" Ninpei Oshiro neither had the mood nor the time to comfort Sato Kenji, shouting to his brother while running towards the window, "Go through the window."

"Right! The window! Window! Wait for me!"

Sato Kenji, realizing, immediately stopped crying and followed, afraid of being left behind, he panic-strickenly grabbed Nipponjiro’s sleeve, causing Nipponjiro to stagger and the two of them to fall to the ground together.

"Baka! Let me go!"

Nipponjiro kept kicking at Sato Kenji.

"Bastard! Let go of him!"

Ninpei Oshiro went up to try to separate the two.

"Take me with you! Don’t think about leaving me!" Sato Kenji clung to them as if they were lifelines, refusing to let go.

"Damn it! Do you want to kill us? Cough cough! Let go! Get up and go together!"

Ninpei Oshiro shouted in despair, feeling his breath getting harder and his vision starting to darken, without prompt action, they were truly not going to make it out.

Bang!

Although the wooden house was earthquake-resistant, it was not fire-proof. A beam fell, pinning Ninpei Oshiro to the ground, nearly knocking him unconscious on the spot.

"There’s no way out, none of us..." Staring at the collapsing building, Ninpei Oshiro began maniacally laughing, his face twisted in rage amidst the roaring flames, "Aoyama Xiu Xin! I’ll be waiting for you down below!"

The fire burned for several hours, and by the time the fire truck arrived to control the blaze, the entire house was already gutted, leaving behind three charred corpses huddled together.

The three young men who bore deep grudges against Aoyama Xiu Xin, came specially from abroad seeking revenge, now perished with their hatred, turned to ashes.