Chapter 413

Chapter 413 Target, Yamamoto Group Headquarters

Why let him board the plane?

　　The Shenwei agents lying in ambush elsewhere didn’t quite understand Victoria’s decision.

　　If this person was allowed to board the plane, it would be very difficult to carry out an arrest in the air — the difficulty would be at least several times greater than on the ground!

　　However, since Su Rui had already granted Victoria full command authority, the others had their doubts but didn’t voice them.

　　And so, Yamamoto Kyokusen hid behind Zhang Ziwei and made his way toward the plane.

　　Luo Feiliang’s efficiency was indeed impressive — within a mere twenty minutes he had managed to procure a top-of-the-line private jet, which looked luxurious and comfortable.

　　Tossing Zhang Ziwei carelessly into a seat, Yamamoto Kyokusen walked toward the cockpit, yanked the door open, and said to the pilot and co-pilot wearing helmets and tinted goggles: “Fly to the capital of the East now, take off immediately!”

　　”We’ve already received our orders and will follow your arrangements, but you must guarantee the safety of the hostage.” the co-pilot said.

　　”As long as we arrive safely in the East, I will let you and the hostage go.”

　　Yamamoto Kyokusen seemed to understand that getting out in one piece was the most practical option right now, and there was no point in arguing. However, in the instant he closed the cockpit door, a cold sneer crept onto the corner of his lips — did they really think he’d let them go once they reached the East? By that point, wouldn’t these people be entirely at his mercy?

　　What he didn’t know was that the moment he closed the cockpit door, both the pilot and co-pilot simultaneously removed their goggles — and to anyone’s astonishment, they were none other than Su Rui and Jin Taichu!

　　Unfortunately, Yamamoto Kyokusen had very little experience dealing with situations like this. From childhood to adulthood, he had always been in a position of superiority — if anyone crossed him, he’d draw his blade and cut them down. When had he ever found himself in such a wretched predicament?

　　If he’d had even a little experience, he would have thought to check the pilots’ faces to avoid any potential threat they might pose. Of course, if you swapped him out for Su Rui, the latter probably wouldn’t even need a pilot — he’d just fly the plane back himself!

　　Yamamoto Kyokusen appeared to be in excellent condition right now, seemingly unaffected at all by having activated the forbidden ninjutsu. What he didn’t know was that the formidable young man from Huaxia was sitting right there in the cockpit, monitoring his every move through the camera feed while saying in a low, cold voice: “So this is supposedly the East’s miraculous healing medicine. I’d like to see just how long this so-called miracle drug that defies the body’s natural limits can keep you going!”

　　Su Rui was no stranger to stimulant substances like this. The performance-enhancing drugs most commonly seen in track and field were a prime example — substances that could unlock the body’s potential in a short period of time typically came with side effects, and the greater the boost they provided, the greater the side effects.

　　Just like Viagra — taking too much of it causes all kinds of problems, such as heart conditions. And the “miraculous healing medicine” Yamamoto Kyokusen was currently using had effects that even surpassed the most advanced gene-enhancing drugs Su Rui had ever encountered.

　　Therefore, Su Rui had absolutely no confidence in Yamamoto Kyokusen’s longevity. All he needed to do was fly the plane in circles in the sky, drain Yamamoto Kyokusen until he had no strength left, and the mission would be completed with ease.

　　Zhang Ziwei, on the other hand, was no longer as tense as before. She trusted Su Rui — trusted that his arrangements had their reasons. If he truly needed her to make a sacrifice, he wouldn’t have let Yamamoto Kyokusen board the plane so smoothly.

　　The moment that thought crossed her mind, a warm current quietly welled up in Zhang Ziwei’s heart.

　　Yamamoto Kyokusen walked over and sat down in the seat beside her, arms folded across his chest, eyes closed in rest.

　　From the look of him, he seemed quite confident in the effects of this so-called miraculous healing medicine.

　　Yamamoto Kyokusen had long since made his preparations. He knew the flight time between the East’s capital and Huaxia’s Ninghai — if this plane failed to reach Tokyo airport within two hours, he would kill one of the pilots first. He didn’t believe the other one would still refuse to comply.

　　Inside the cockpit.

　　Su Rui let out a soft sigh: “The timing is too tight. If we’d managed to get a large supply of anesthetic beforehand and released it into the cabin, none of this would be an issue.”

　　Jin Taichu nodded: “Alright, next time I’ll have Tarzan bring more of that stuff.”

　　Su Rui couldn’t help but laugh. He was only speaking hypothetically — to release anesthetic gas at a sufficient concentration throughout an entire cabin, how enormous a quantity would you need? This wasn’t a targeted sedation; you’d probably need to drain an entire hospital’s entire stock and it still might not be enough.

　　Besides, high-concentration anesthetic would cause irreversible damage to the human nervous system, and Su Rui had no desire to see Zhang Ziwei harmed as a result.

　　After an hour and a half of flight, Yamamoto Kyokusen finally caught sight of the deep blue sea, and a look of relief appeared in his eyes.

　　It seemed the Huaxia pilots were being quite cooperative this time. By his estimate, they’d be arriving in Tokyo in just over half an hour.

　　Even so, the relief in Yamamoto Kyokusen’s heart was only slight. Reflecting on this trip to Huaxia, he couldn’t help but feel as though his heart was bleeding.

　　Five hundred elite warriors, two hundred senior warriors — it had taken a full several months to infiltrate Huaxia in batches. After all that effort, the original plan had been to strike during Huaxia’s underground world’s decennial martial arts tournament, taking out one faction at a time to clear the way for Yamamoto-gumi’s future assault on Huaxia’s underworld.

　　Yet this mysterious son of the Yamamoto-gumi boss had never anticipated that barely after launching an attack on a single faction, he would run into such an impossibly tough opponent. Not only had all five hundred-plus of his men been killed, but he himself — a high-ranking jonin — had been gravely wounded, forced to abandon his dignity and take a girl hostage just to secure a chance to leave Huaxia.

　　He had already contacted his father. Once the plane entered East’s airspace, two fighter jets would be dispatched as escort, and from that point on he could rest easy.

　　But even if he made it back safely, for someone as proud as Yamamoto Kyokusen, this was undoubtedly a humiliation he would never be able to erase for the rest of his life.

　　”People of Huaxia, the humiliation you have dealt me today — I will repay it a hundredfold!” Yamamoto Kyokusen let out a furious roar and slammed his fist hard into the back of the airplane seat!

　　Su Rui stared at the surveillance screen, eyes narrowing slightly, and said: “It looks like this guy’s healing medicine is genuinely effective. After all this time, his complexion shows absolutely no sign of deteriorating.”

　　”What do we do next?” Jin Taichu glanced at the surveillance screen and noticed that Yamamoto Kyokusen was sitting almost pressed right up against Zhang Ziwei. He frowned — at such close range, any rash move on their part would put Zhang Ziwei in serious danger.

　　”Let’s wait another half hour and see how things look.” Su Rui had been waiting for Yamamoto Kyokusen’s medicine to wear off, but he was beginning to realize his plan wasn’t quite as perfect as he’d thought.

　　”My lord, if he stays fine the whole time, are we just going to keep stalling and not make a move?”

　　”If it really comes to it, we’ll have no choice but to take the risk.”

　　After saying that, Su Rui thought briefly for a minute, then said: “Head straight for Tokyo now. No more flying him in circles.”

　　Jin Taichu operated the controls in silence, a look of vigilance in his eyes.

　　Su Rui’s decision was nothing short of pulling a tooth from a tiger’s mouth!

　　If the plane entered East’s airspace, they would be in Yamamoto-gumi’s territory. There was no way they would stand by and watch the Huaxia people slip away.

　　Under those circumstances, rescuing Zhang Ziwei would undoubtedly become exponentially more difficult!

　　But aside from this, what other option was there?

　　”During my years in the Western dark world, I’ve had countless experiences of being on the brink of death, yet every single time I managed to turn the situation around.” Looking out at the deep blue sky ahead, Su Rui said in a steady voice: “Though each of those times seemed like a stroke of luck, behind that luck lies inevitability.”

　　Su Rui had casually spoken a profound truth about life — those who appear to have great luck have in fact put in efforts behind the scenes that are far beyond what you could imagine.

　　”My lord’s words are wise.” Jin Taichu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

　　”I didn’t mean it as a lesson.” Su Rui laughed despite himself. He glanced sideways at this loyal subordinate and said: “This time, being forced to fly into East’s airspace to rescue Zhang Ziwei — it’s not entirely a bad thing for us.”

　　Things reverse when they reach their extreme. Everything has two sides. When you see the darkness and danger in a situation, you must flip your thinking and look carefully for the warmth and hope hidden within it.

　　”I defer entirely to your arrangements, my lord.” Jin Taichu said. He wasn’t much of a conversationalist, but when it came to combat, he was full of enthusiasm.

　　After hearing Su Rui’s words, Jin Taichu already understood — Su Rui was planning to pull off something big!

　　Fortune favors the bold!

　　Although Yamamoto Kyokusen had his eyes closed in rest, he could clearly sense the direction of the plane. He knew those two pilots hadn’t dared to play games with him — the plane had now entered East’s airspace!

　　With Yamamoto-gumi’s influence in the military, there was no need for Yamamoto Kyokusen to report anything. The moment this private jet first entered East’s airspace, two fighter jets simultaneously launched from Tokyo’s military airfield!

　　Five minutes later, looking at the two fighter jets flying toward them head-on, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Su Rui’s lips.

　　”Fighter jets that have been nearly phased out by the American military are still treated as treasures in the East. If they ever went up against Huaxia’s new aircraft models, they wouldn’t stand a chance.”

　　Inside the cabin, Yamamoto Kyokusen had already spotted the fighter jets as they swept past and circled back. A faint smile crept onto his lips. He glanced at Zhang Ziwei’s shapely figure and said: “Thank you for your cooperation. I think once we arrive in the East, I’ll express my gratitude to you properly.”

　　Zhang Ziwei kept her eyes closed and said nothing, though her heaving chest betrayed the far-from-calm state of her heart!

　　”My lord, those two fighter jets are requesting to establish a communications link.”

　　”Don’t connect.” Su Rui turned to Jin Taichu and said: “Execute everything according to the plan from earlier.”

　　”Understood.” Jin Taichu nodded.

　　”Target: Yamamoto-gumi headquarters tower. Accelerate!”

　　At Su Rui’s command, the top-of-the-line private jet went from a leisurely cruise to a sudden burst of speed, leaving those two fighter jets in the dust almost instantly!