Outrage Page #3

Our pact is just a formality.

I only want you

to rough him up a little.

Murase...

You dared to kill one of my men?

I've already smoothed things over

with Mr. Chairman.

What about smoothing things over

with me?

I'm telling you...

They did it without my permission.

That's no excuse, a**hole!

Open up!

I'll fix you up.

Ikemoto never listens to Mr. Chairman.

Go see Ikemoto and apologize.

Pretend that you're retiring.

Just formality.

Regular payments will avoid problems.

I'll convince Mr. Chairman.

Make yourself at home and eat.

You haven't touched anything.

Brother, what about you?

Oh, you can't!

Mr. Murase says that he'll retire

and leave his turf to us.

We only need to pay a cut, right?

That'll be all then.

That old loser!

How dare he call a truce!

They'll take over and finish us.

Murase is finally retiring...

I guess he got old and soft.

Thanks for your work.

About Kimura?

He is turning civilian.

So leave him alone.

Otomo...

We should push Ikemoto to retire.

Then I'd be the boss

and you'd be the underboss.

That's Otomo's car.

Follow it.

There's a car behind us.

It's following us.

Get out!

Kimura.

- Sorry for the trouble.

- It's nothing.

Thanks.

I'll call you if necessary.

Understood.

I made a deal with the police.

Otomo will be brought in.

Good.

How about...

the turf we took from Murase?

Once things settle down,

we'll kick lkemoto out.

Then you take charge.

I hear Murase retired.

Why is lkemoto expanding

on his turf instead of Kimura?

It makes no sense!

Didn't you kill Kimura as well?

Did you?

Sneaky old yakuza!

Your men do the dirty work

and you pretend to know nothing.

Don't f*** with me!

Mr. Kataoka!

Don't get carried away.

You won't get away with it!

Say something!

Hey, Kataoka!

Take a break.

Let's get some tea.

Sorry about that, Champ.

You act real tough around here.

You always were a lousy boxer.

But you're good at mooching off yakuza.

It must be nice being a cop.

Even rich housewives like her

come here for drugs.

A real moneymaker.

Take him away.

My name is Sayama.

This area is now lkemoto Family turf.

You'll give us

what you paid Murase.

Did you hear him?

Yes.

I want your cell phone.

Cut me some slack.

Your impossible demands

will put me out of business.

I could provide

useful information in return.

He invites clients to his embassy

and lets them do drugs.

Cops can't do anything because

embassies are exempt from jurisdiction.

I see,

Then let him run a casino.

That's more profiitable.

Casino?

I can't run a casino.

You'll make more money.

This place is too small for a casino.

So move the embassy.

We'll find a new location.

Think carefully before you choose.

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