Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 560 The Childish Girl and Chu Zihang
There were a lot of gossip about Patriarch Sakurai in private, Patriarch Sakurai also heard about it, someone once suggested to her to investigate thoroughly, Patriarch Sakurai just smiled.

"And my story is still circulating."

Sakurai Nanami touched her face and said.

"This is good."

"Prove that I'm not really old yet."

"Is not it?"

In Sakurai Nanami's view, only good-looking girls have the value of spreading gossip. It is human nature to yearn for beautiful things, and dragons are even worse. Almost all hybrids have artist potential, so hybrids are willing to focus on her. On the body, Sakurai Nanami is very happy.

She never cared about gossip, only worried that one day she would grow old and no longer be beautiful.

Now Sakurai Nanami personally leads the operator girls to work, which is also her performance to prove herself.

She is the only female head of the Sheqi Bajia except for Erika.

Erika doesn't need to prove it, her lineage proves that she is the natural head of the Uesugi family.

But Sakurai Nanami needs it.

At this moment.

Kaguya Hime and Norma cooperated, and at the same time, all Yakuza mobile phones in Tokyo, Kanagawa, Nagoya, and Japan received the message.

Without a mobile phone, TV, computer, and large screens in the square, and the two artificial intelligences teaming up, the country's network can be said to be whatever one wants.

The apocalyptic Taoists who were in a mess all calmed down.

The family is back.

The fallen sky has returned.

Nothing could give them more peace of mind than this.

They tried calling their home hotline.

One beep, only one beep, and it was connected immediately.

Familiar sweet girl voice.

"Hello, this is my family, how can I help you?"

Jidao holding the phone broke down in tears.

There used to be ignorant Yakuza who yelled something like "one day they will replace their own family", but when they sobered up, they forgot all these words. On the basis of the family, the stories of the Three Kingdoms are widely circulated, and the generals and advisers are rare, but if you really give a chance to travel back, I believe that no one wants to live in such a troubled world where life is more important than grass. Most people still yearn for stability and peace by nature. Careerists and warmongers who kill without batting an eye in order to make meritorious deeds are, after all, only a minority.

But then again the few also proved, still exist.

Within an hour, Sakurai Nanami sorted out a list, and she and the Patriarch Miyamoto looked through it together.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Patriarch Miyamoto pushed his glasses.

"It's only been a while, and all the ghosts and monsters have jumped out."

On the list are extreme societies, some of mixed race, and some of them are composed entirely of ordinary people. They have done extraordinary things in the past few days when they lost contact with the Eight Snake Family.

Some stretch their hands where they should not be stretched, those who specialize in the customs industry dabble in gambling, those who specialize in cleaning fees aim at underground boxing, and so on.

There are also some who are not reconciled to the current control of the territory, and take advantage of the window of their own family to lose contact, fight wantonly, and fight with other extreme societies, and bad cases occur frequently.

Not all of them are on the list. There are too many outlier associations within a few days, and a large part of them, after re-establishing contact with the family, immediately realized the mistake and were willing to accept the punishment of the family with a good attitude.

In fact, this is the way Snake Hachijia has always handled it. The largest violent organization in Japan understands the truth that violence is the last resort to solve problems. When a matter reaches the point of resorting to violence, it means that there is nowhere to go. There is no turning back.

The Sheqi Bajia has set up a consulting department all the year round, and the members are all retired club leaders. The Sheqi Bajia spends a lot of money to support these old people, allowing them to live a leisurely life of drinking tea, reading newspapers and playing cards every day. , these consultants who are smiling and friendly all the time but always have fingers missing will go out.

Seemingly complicated issues, even disputes that need to be suppressed manually, let the consultant come forward, ask the leaders of the dispute to sit down and talk a few words calmly. The consultant recalls the past and talks about the story of their first joining the club. , a dispute is invisible.

"What did the advisory group say?"

"They've seen it."

Sakurai Nanami took out a new document.

“Here are the people whose advisory board is helpless.”

"Oh."

Patriarch Miyamoto smiled lightly.

He looked through the list, and the list was only one page, and the number of clubs was less than twenty.

"Miyamoto-kun?"

"Leave it to the elders."

"Every parent needs such a list."

Patriarch Miyamoto smiled and added a few clubs at the end.

Sakurai Nanami pondered for a while, and then suddenly realized.

"Please."

Patriarch Miyamoto handed over the paper and pen to Sakurai Nanami.

Sakurai Nanami nodded and added a few clubs.

Everything is carried out in tacit agreement.

Yuan Zhisheng's new head of the family needs one thing to establish the prestige of the head of the family. Nothing can be more effective than real killing.

Soon, a list was presented to Yuan Zhisheng.

At this time, the banquet for Ange to wash away the dust has not yet ended.

Sakura submitted the list, Yuan Zhisheng glanced at it, his complexion changed slightly, and the murderous aura involuntarily radiated.

Angers and Lu Mingfei cast their gazes.

"Sorry, Headmaster."

Yuan Zhisheng stood up.

"I have to go first."

"Go."

Angers waved.

"I'm a bad old man, just let Mingfei stay and accompany me."

Lu Mingfei, who was about to stand up with him, was taken aback for a moment.

Let him accompany?
Lu Mingfei couldn't think of anything to talk about between himself and Ange.

"Yes."

Yuan Zhisheng and the three left.

"Yes."

Before going out, Ange called them to stop.

"If you need help, just ask, I will let Schneider and Norma cooperate with you."

"Don't rush to refuse."

Ange waved his hand, blocking what Yuan Zhisheng was about to say.

"We still have cooperation, don't we?"

"Just as a drill..."

"Cassell and Snake Qi have a common enemy."

"Right."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"it is good."

Close the door, Yuan Zhisheng is in front, Zhinv and Inuyama Ka are behind.

"Hello, everyone, this is the secretary of the Kassel campus, Norma."

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to go back to the day when he went to the Kassel headquarters as an exchange student many years ago.

That's how Norma introduced herself.

"Hello."

The headset acts as a bridge to establish the link between Origin and Norma.

"Long time no see, Norma."

The girl seemed to be smiling.

Yuan Zhisheng suspected that this was an illusion.

After all, Norma is just artificial intelligence.

He heard Norma say to himself.

"Long time no see, Yuan classmate."

"The professors miss you."

"I'll go to Kassel if I have the chance."

"I believe Professor Guderian will be very happy."

Norma smiled again.

"Well, Professor Schneider has been waiting for a long time."

"Student Yuan, please authorize me to transfer to Professor Schneider."

"I authorize."

The moment Yuan Zhisheng's voice fell.

Kaguya Hime shrouded Japan in high-speed calculations, and one agreement after another was passed.

The firewall goes up.

"Received, authorization passed."

The Kassel Headquarters and the Snake Eight Family finally established a formal relationship.

"Yuan Zhisheng."

There was a sound like iron plates rubbing against each other.

It is highly recognizable, and the iron-gray face of Professor Schneider has appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

And this cold tone is really nostalgic.

"Hello, Professor."

"Ah."

"Order."

"Zhisheng, you are the commander in chief of this operation."

"it is good."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't refuse.

After Angers spoke, he understood that this was a concession made by Angers on behalf of Kassel, and the two parties acted together and handed over to Yuan Zhisheng to command.

The information on the list flowed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

He had only seen it once, and he remembered it.

Such a memory is really simple for Yuan Zhisheng.

"Children."

"Yes, brother."

"You go to Kanagawa."

"it is good."

"Professor Schneider."

"exist."

"I need a list of all Kassel students residing in Japan."

"receive."

Norma's voice sounded.

"The message has been sent, please confirm receipt."

Kaguya Hime confirmed it.

Although Yuan Zhisheng does not have Yanlingtianyan, his bloodline is enough to make his brain extremely close to a computer. One piece of information is collided and derived, and Yuan Zhisheng processes each one. Form a small and fine team, and then assign the cleaning area, and soon, a large network will be woven.

"action."

"Yes!"

The helicopter roared and took off, like an eagle rushing towards the night, the young girl jumped up, and the red kimono from the era of ghosts and dragon kings was replaced by a dark windbreaker, the same style as the parents.

The helicopter sank slightly, quickly adjusted its attitude, and continued to fly.

Inside the opened hatch, Zhinv sat upright, with Tongzi cut across her knees, this is the knife Yuan Zhisheng gave him.

Yuan Zhisheng's words seemed to still echo in his ears.

"You are the head of the Ju family, and you don't even have a decent knife, that's not acceptable."

The child caressed Tong Ziqie, and the wild night wind blew in through the cabin door, blowing away the windbreaker and long hair, and the child remained motionless.

The helicopter descended and approached the rooftop, where there were Kassel's elites and young girls' team members.

"My lord, we are about to land."

said the pilot into the headset.

"No need."

The voices of the young girl and another person sounded at the same time.

The childish girl smiled.

He dropped the rope ladder.

Two figures jumped into the cabin.

Although the pilot was surprised, he quickly adjusted his mentality, controlled the helicopter to restore its balance, and flew into the distance with a bang.

The radio was connected to air traffic control, and the pilot gave permission, which was signed by the Snake Bajia from their congressmen.

In the cabin, two men sat facing each other, with a Taidao also placed across their laps.

The immature girl looked at the big boy facing him for a while, and stretched out her hand.

"The eight families of Sheqi, a young girl in the wind."

The big boy shook his hand.

"Kassel, Chu Zihang."

The two shook hands and separated.

"Long time, long time."

The childish girl smiled.

"You are Brother Lu's senior."

Chu Zihang's eyes moved.

"Lu Mingfei."

"Who and who!"

A head poked out from the side.

Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang and then at the young girl.

The girl's agile eyes are brighter than the stars.

The childish girl felt as if she was blinked by something.

He leaned back subconsciously, close to the back of the chair.

The immature girl gathers herself together.

"This must be Miss Xia."

"Hello."

Xia Mi smiled.

The two nodded, indicating that they had seen each other.

"Speak up."

"Did you mention Lu Mingfei just now?"

Xia Mi asked curiously.

"Where is he?"

The childish girl pointed to the back.

"Before Yuzao."

Xia Mi looked delicate.

"I didn't expect Senior Lu to have such a hobby."

The two men in the cabin cast strange glances at Xia Mi.

Chu Zihang was baffled, and he didn't know why Xia Mi suddenly sighed about Lu Mingfei's hobby, but the childish girl was strange. Hearing Xia Mi's meaning, this girl seemed to know where Yuzaoqian was. Didn't this girl grow up in the Far East? Grown up girl, how do you know Tamamo-mae?

Xia Mi made a haha, and quickly changed the subject.

"Your knife looks really powerful!"

I have to say that Xia Mi is really good at changing the subject.

As soon as the juvenile girl's knife was mentioned, the attention of the three present was successfully diverted.

Chu Zihang nodded.

He looked at Dojiri.

It is indeed a good knife.

"My brother gave it to me."

Everyone could see the pride of the childish girl when she said this.

The childish girl's eyes fell on Cun Yu who was on Chu Zihang's lap again.

"This is……"

"Murasame?"

Although the young girl dropped out of high school before graduating from high school and became the dragon king among the ghosts, but her low education does not mean she has little knowledge. In terms of ancient Japanese swords, the young girl has no less knowledge than anyone else.

Chu Zihang heard the hesitation in the young girl's words.

"Imitation."

"The treasure my father gave me is broken."

"it's a pity."

The young girl said softly.

He could understand Chu Zihang's mood very well.

If one day the boy gifted to him by his elder brother is cut off, the young girl feels that she will be very sad, and no matter how high the price is, she will have to fight again.

What did Chu Zihang think of.

Looking at the young girl, she lowered her eyes again.

The helicopter landed in Kanagawa.

The three jumped off.

"What's the goal this time?"

Xia Mi asked.

"Kill people."

The immature girl kicked open the iron door, and the smell of alcohol came over her face, so sweet that it made people want to vomit.

Yakuza cast their gazes one by one.

The childish girl lit up the family crest on her chest.

"I'm doing business at home."

"Who is your boss?"

"Get out of here!"

Yakuza looked at each other, and immediately, wine bottles, tables, chairs and benches all flew towards the door.

The childish girl ignited the golden pupils.

"court death!"

Before he could move, a strong wind blew up on the ground, spinning, and the tables, chairs, benches, and wine bottles were all flying upside down.

The childish girl narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is, the pupil of the Wind King.

Amazing handling.

The childish girl knows very well that the same language, when used by different mixed races, can be said to have a world of difference in performance.

The speech spirit of the C-level hybrid species can only be cast, and sometimes even casting is a problem.

But at the A level, in the hands of the mixed race, the word spirit can not only be cast stably, but can even change in many ways.

It's not that the childish girl has never seen the pupil of the wind king. Although it is a high-level speech spirit in the dust-free land on the periodic table, in terms of specific use effects, it feels that the pupil of the wind king is not as good as Wu land of dust.

The reason is controllable.

Clean Space Despite its low serial number, it's manageable and easy to use.

But the pupil of the wind king is too difficult to use. The storm is indeed very strong, but it is difficult to control. It often hurts others and oneself. After all, this is reality and not a novel, and Yanling does not have a function to automatically judge whether it is an enemy or an enemy.

And what the childish girl saw now was the most stable pupil of the Wind King he had ever seen.

Total control in a small house, just blowing away tables and chairs, this level of control...

The young girl glanced at Xia Mi, the girl was giving a thumbs up triumphantly.

The childish girl returned a polite smile.

How strong is this guy's pedigree?

Chu Zihang did not ignite the golden pupils.

Pull out the village rain and rush forward.

The A-level blood of a peak body refiner is more than enough.

The young girl was secretly startled.

Is this Brother Lu's friend?
The young girl's golden pupils lit up.

I can't be underestimated either.

　PS: change first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)