Chapter 117 Succession Ceremony

As the uncrowned king of Yokohama and a giant in Japan's underworld, the Port Mafia's every move is watched closely by countless eyes.

Early the next morning, intelligence about suspected abnormalities in the port mafia appeared on the tables of the leaders of the major organizations, but they did not know more details. They only knew that the alarm was sounded in all five black buildings in Port last night, and the lights were on all night afterwards.

Whether out of ambitions that could not be put on the table or a simple self-preservation mentality, the leaders of the organizations who received the news sent in more people, trying to find out as soon as possible what happened inside the port mafia, so that their subordinates could make relevant deployments in advance and would not be in the dark when it affected them.

Surrounded by various speculations, the Mafia, the port at the center of the vortex, is intensively preparing for the ceremony of the new boss' succession.

It is worth mentioning that the person in charge of the situation this time is actually Mori Ogai himself who was just driven out of office. He made the previous leader who was forced to abdicate personally come out to prepare the succession ceremony for the new boss. This is nothing more than killing people and destroying their hearts.

The leader's office on the top floor of the Ganghei Building has undergone tremendous changes compared to when Mori Ogai was in office.

In just one night, the carpet that was stained with the blood of the previous owner was now brand new. The bulletproof steel plate that had not been used for many years stayed obediently where it should be after the new owner moved in, covering the huge chief's office tightly, and not a single sunlight could get in.

In this room that feels safe for the cannibals, the new leader's secretary, Mori Ogai, is extremely busy at the moment. Phone calls come one after another, all from the same small group of people.

These people were collectively subdued by Douma's followers during the riot last night. After being locked up for a night and released, the whole world was wrong. The boss was directly replaced. Such a big change made them feel panic.

Mori Ougai apparently adapted to his new identity quickly, and he took great pains to deal with the small group of subordinates who were still loyal to him.

Amid the incredulous questioning of these loyal subordinates, Mori Ogai methodically assigned the work at hand to them bit by bit, allowing these guys who were not in the right position to all participate in the preparations for the new boss's succession ceremony.

At this time, Douma replaced Mori Ogai and sat on the throne that once belonged to him. He rested his chin on his hand and looked at the busy Mori Ogai. He sincerely said to Dazai Osamu beside him: "As expected of you, Dazai. This is a bad idea."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I didn't mean to tease Mr. Mori on purpose." Dazai Osamu accepted Douma's 'compliment' without any guilt and very confidently. He tapped his chin with his finger wrapped in a white bandage and defended himself, "Mr. Mori will take care of this matter. After your succession ceremony is successfully completed, these people who were originally loyal to Mr. Mori will be able to perfectly integrate into the larger environment and fall into their own trap."

Dazai Osamu's words sounded righteous and reasonable at first. If Douma hadn't known Dazai Osamu very well, he would have almost believed it. So he said firmly: "Oh, really? I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either." Mori Ogai, who had finally finished his work, interrupted at the right time, with a friendly smile on his face and a very gentle and tolerant tone: "Dazai-kun just likes pranks too much."

Seeing Mori Ogai as a kind and caring teacher, the young Dazai Osamu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and retorted: "Mr. Mori, don't judge others by your own standards."

Mori Ou smiled without saying a word and shook his head helplessly without any aggression, acting the role of a teacher facing a rebellious student to perfection.

The smile on Dazai Osamu's face faded as he was disgusted. The pleasure he felt from having offended Mr. Mori could not save him.

Seeing this, Mori Ogai immediately took advantage of the situation and said with a smile, "By the way, Hongye-kun just called Chuuya to inform him to come back and attend the boss' succession ceremony. Does Dazai-kun know about this?"

Douma quietly watched the teacher and student quarreling (crossed out) and fighting, and even helped with the voice-over in his mind: KO, the Nth confrontation between the "harmonious and loving" teacher and student duo, Mori Ogai wins.

Dazai Osamu, who had just learned about this, lost his smile and looked at Mori Ogai expressionlessly, his tone terrifyingly calm: "...I know now."

"I'm glad to know. I was really afraid that Dazai-kun would miss this good news." The smile on Mori Owai's lips deepened, making him look more gentle, elegant, and peaceful.

Douma, who could hear what Morio was thinking, retreated tactically in his heart: What a vengeful old man you are! Dazai Osamu set a trap for you and you immediately dug it back, deliberately reminding big sister Momiji not to forget to come back during the notice. Do you guys in the script crew have to be so cunning?

"Ahem..." Douma coughed lightly to interrupt the confrontation between the two black-hearted foxes. After they all looked over, he raised his chin and gestured to the door, "You two, please go outside if you want to quarrel."

When Moriowa's eyes met Douma's cold gaze, his body froze. The real pressure from his blood forced him to take the initiative to admit his mistake: "Sorry, we were so rude."

After saying this, Mori Ogai no longer paid attention to Dazai Osamu's vague provocations and devoted himself to his work.

The Port Mafia was well-staffed, and since the person in charge, Mori Owl, had some hidden agenda, the succession ceremony, which had originally required some time to prepare, was quickly put on the agenda.

The major organizations that were still trying to gather information received invitations from the Port Mafia one after another. However, the content printed on the invitations surprised them, because the Port Mafia, which had just replaced its new leader a few years ago, had replaced its new leader again. This naturally aroused everyone's curiosity.

Therefore, when the succession ceremony of the new leader of the Port Mafia was held, all those who received the invitations showed up, and those organizations that did not receive the invitations also tried every means to sneak in and find out what was going on.

This time, it was still the director, Santoka Taneda, who represented the Special Powers Division to come and congratulate. He stood low-key in the corner of the bustling hall, his hands tucked into his sleeves seemed to be stroking something, and his face was unusually calm.

The vast majority of people present did not know Taneda Santouko, and many of them had never even heard of the Special Powers Division. Naturally, no one noticed the gaze of this quiet bald man.

Representatives of various organizations with their own ulterior motives chatted with each other, and there was no lack of surprise in their words. After a brief trial, they gradually reached a consensus. Unexpectedly, none of their organizations caught the news about the unstable power of the port mafia leader. It seemed that everything was a natural outcome.

“I haven’t heard of it.”

"Your organization is known for its intelligence, but you haven't heard of this?"

“It’s true. It’s incredible.”

...A buzz of voices gathered together, and everyone's eyes were filled with confusion due to this unreasonable development.

Since ancient times, whenever there is a change of dynasty, it will inevitably lead to a bloody storm.

However, this time the leader of the port mafia was even more powerful, and he was so quiet that no one heard the news.

It stands to reason that there is no wall that is impenetrable in this world. For example, when the previous leader Sen Ou Wai succeeded to the throne, rumors that he had killed the previous leader spread widely, and everyone in the underworld knew about it.

The guests were secretly complaining about Mori Ogai who had just stepped down, while at the same time they were looking forward to the appearance of Douma, the new leader of the Port Mafia.

Although Douma's name was clearly written on the invitations sent to major organizations, the vast majority of people present had no chance to meet this legendary transcendent being, so they were increasingly looking forward to it.

When Douma walked out on the red carpet in the gazes of the crowd, the hall that was just filled with discussions gradually became quiet. When Douma stopped on the high platform and slightly lowered his eyes to look down at the crowd, all the whispers completely disappeared and the hall became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone who dared not speak out rashly raised their heads to catch a glimpse of the Transcendent, but lost all their courage when they came into contact with Tong Mo's colorful eyes. The cold and ruthless eyes with hints of compassion made them tremble all over, and the most unforgettable memories surged out from the depths of their minds.

All the guests stood there with strange expressions on their faces, until Mori Oo, who was in charge of presiding over the succession ceremony, spoke up, breaking the eerie silence in the hall.

"Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend the inauguration ceremony of the leader of our port mafia."

The guests who had finally regained control of their bodies all lowered their heads. No one dared to look into Douma's eyes again. Their minds were in a mess and they didn't hear what Mori Ogai said next.

The witnesses just stared blankly as the high-ranking officials of the port mafia stepped out one by one. Led by several officials, they all knelt on one knee and swore their loyalty to Douma on the stage:

"I will swear to serve you, Master Douma, until the very end."

At the same time, the lower-level members who were not qualified to enter the hall were crowded in the corridors and streets, blocking the streets near the Minato Black Building. They shouted in unison with the voices coming from the black headphones behind their ears: "I will swear to be loyal to Master Douma until the very end."

Thousands of people spoke at the same time, and the sound gathered in one place and could be heard far away. The citizens of nearby Yokohama heard the words. Many of them were frightened by the scene, but some of them were excited and looked in the direction of the Hong Kong Black Building in the direction of the sound.

Not to mention the ordinary citizens outside, the guests invited to attend the succession ceremony in this semi-closed hall were even more shocked.

The Douma who was standing at the head and accepting his subordinates’ loyalty felt his ears buzzing and his whole body was numb. This was not mentioned in the ritual procedures he had seen!!!

As if he could see Douma's doubt, Mori Ogai, who was standing behind Douma, took a step forward and knelt on one knee without any hesitation in front of everyone to show his submission. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "I will swear to be loyal to Douma-sama until my death, and I will fight to the very end."