Chapter 1399 - 1400: Blood Debt
The Luoshanji police intensified their search for Aoki Jiro, yet it seemed as if the man had evaporated from the face of the Earth, leaving no trace.
The indignant local Chinese people quickly organized themselves and proactively pursued the whereabouts of the main culprit, Aoki Jiro.
Finally, someone discovered that the mastermind Aoki Jiro had appeared on the streets near the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance in Luoshanji, which was the last time he was seen.
Many speculated whether the guy might be hiding in the Karate dojo within the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance?
The so-called East Asia Martial Arts Alliance is actually the largest gathering place of Karate dojos in the Mysterious Country, and naturally, there are also gyms from other countries.
Among these gyms, there are Huaxia's National Art Gallery, Tai Country's Muay Thai Gym, Korea's Taekwondo dojo, Brazil's Judo Gym, and so on.
However, the Karate dojos dominate, with the most dojos and the most students.
And the smallest and weakest of the Chinese National Art Gallery have only two or three, barely sustained by local enthusiasts.
Angry Chinese student associations, including some commercial association members, a total of more than three hundred people, stormed into the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance.
They besieged a Karate dojo suspected of harboring Aoki Jiro.
A large number of Karate masters rushed out of the dojo, attacking more than three hundred Chinese, resulting in an extremely serious bloody tragedy.
After the incident, statistics showed more than a dozen Chinese were killed, over eighty severely injured or disabled, more than a hundred suffered minor injuries to varying degrees, and more than twenty were missing.
This bloody incident caused a greater uproar, quickly turning into a fight between the local Chinese and Sangguo Warriors.
Outside the view of the Luoshanji police, successive fights, unrest, and assassination incidents emerged one after another.
The entire underworld of Luoshanji was in chaos.
However, the murderer Aoki Jiro was still not found.
And the Karate headquarters deployed numerous martial arts masters, leaving the local Chinese noticeably struggling to hold their ground.
On the third day after the outbreak of riot incidents, at Luoshanji Tanzan, at the World Hongmen Headquarters.
In front of the headquarters was a grand white jade gateway.
A man in his fifties wearing a Zhongshan suit supported a middle-aged woman in her forties as they waited at the entrance.
Both of them had extraordinary bearings, the man with a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, though his hair was greying, he carried an air of authority.
The middle-aged woman's eyes were swollen from crying, resembling a peach, her complexion was haggard, and she wore a black armband on her sleeve.
Yet still, one could see the grace she possessed in her youth.
"Hanlou, you said the Hongmen Sect can help us, is that true?"
The middle-aged woman lowered her head in powerlessness, maintaining calm and composure.
However, anyone could tell that she was barely holding herself from collapsing.
The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes nodded, heaved a long sigh.
"Here, only people of the Hongmen Sect can help us get justice for our daughter."
"Oh my poor daughter, she was only twenty-four when she encountered that gang of beasts."
"Her scars, oh heavens, please kill me, instead of haunting my daughter…"
The middle-aged woman began sobbing again, tears rolling down like pearls.
The man held the woman tightly in anger and sorrow, speaking fiercely.
"Meijuan, don't worry, even if it costs me my life, I won't let that bunch of bastards roam free."
"Even if I have to exhaust my family's wealth and offer my head and brains, I will avenge my daughter."
The man's teeth clenched, creaking, and in his fury, his body swayed, almost collapsing to the ground.
The woman cried out in surprise, hastily supporting the man: "Hanlou, what's wrong with you?"
She held the man, and together they fell to the ground.
The man struggled to catch a breath, clutching his heart, his face turning eggplant purple.
"Medicine... give me medicine!"
The woman frantically took out two pills from her bag, fed them to the man, and gave him a few sips of mineral water, continuously massaging his chest.
The man's complexion improved somewhat, he coughed, holding his chest panting heavily.
"I can't die yet, this life of mine, I have to keep it to avenge my daughter."
Right then, a man and a woman walked out from the Hongmen Sect's gate.
The woman was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing an arrow sleeve long robe, with a red silk belt at her waist, she was beautiful and spirited.
The man dressed in a green robe, appeared graceful, handsome, with a red silk belt around his waist, and a kind smile on his face.
Seeing them with such momentum, the man stood up, the woman supporting him stepping forward.
The man and woman exchanged a glance upon seeing the situation.
The young man slightly cupped his fists: "May I ask if you are Mr. Liu Hanlou and Madam Liu?"
The middle-aged man Liu Hanlou nodded, holding his chest, and spoke.
"I am Liu Hanlou, I wish to meet Mr. Situ."
The young man nodded: "The Great Elder, already aware of Mr. Hanlou's intentions, is waiting for you in the hall."
He said, stepping aside, gesturing with the young woman: "Please, this way."
Liu Hanlou and his wife entered the gate, seeing a long corridor leading straight to a building imbued with rich Huaxia Ming and Qing styles, gilded and magnificently grand.
Liu Hanlou and his wife walked into the hall, immediately noticing a large scroll of Danqing ink painting on the back wall of the hall, it was the Landscape in a Thousand Miles.
Although this painting was a replica, it appeared grand and awe-inspiring nonetheless.
In front of the mural, there stood a table carved from redwood roots, on a wicker chair sat an elder with hair and beard as white as snow, smiling as he gazed at Liu Hanlou and his wife.
Liu Hanlou stepped forward, slightly bowing.
"Greetings to Mr. Situ, I was introduced by Mr. Hu Fangguo, hoping to receive assistance from Mr. Situ."
Mr. Situ nodded, sighed.
"We are already aware of your daughter's situation. In fact, among those who were arrested for causing trouble a few days ago, there were also our Hongmen Sect disciples."
"We are all from the same Huaxia lineage, and absolutely cannot stand by while compatriots are bullied by foreigners. They must pay a bloody price for their actions."
Liu Hanlou's tears burst forth.
In this foreign land, feeling lonely and helpless, suddenly hearing such heartwarming words moved Liu Hanlou indescribably.
Mr. Situ spoke, taking out a plan from the table, handing it to the young man behind Liu Hanlou.
He spoke calmly: "For the assault incident involving Miss Liu Zhengxiang, I and several elders have devised a plan, instructing the outer disciples to execute accordingly."
Upon reaching this point, Mr. Situ let out a lengthy sigh.
"I have contacted more than a dozen newspapers asking them to publicize this matter globally, using the pressure of public opinion to force the Karate headquarters to hand over the murderer."
He shook his head: "Additionally, we also need manpower to infiltrate the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance, to find the real culprit personally."
"As long as it is confirmed that the murderer is hiding in the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance's Karate dojo, hmph, I can completely lead people to the Karate headquarters to demand justice, forcing them to hand over the murderer."
Liu Hanlou was immensely grateful, bowing deeply.
"Thank you, Mr. Situ, Mr. Liu is immensely grateful."
Mr. Situ shook his head: "Regrettably, we are lacking top experts within the Hongmen Sect."
"Infiltrating the East Asia Martial Arts Alliance is extremely dangerous, and I am struggling to find a suitable person to execute this task."