Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 195 You Are Back
Blackstone Mansion.

"What is this?" Akira Sakurai pointed at the projection screen, full of doubts.

On the screen, Chu Zihang, whose upper body was bare, was standing in front of the table with a knife in his expressionless face, and the waiter walked off the stage with a plate of sashimi like flowing water.

The atmosphere in the venue was warm, and the audience cheered the name of "Youjing".

A drunken woman excitedly rushed up to the stage and poured champagne on Chu Zihang. This action ignited the enthusiasm of all women. Seeing the wine flowing through the gap between the chest muscles, the women all raised their glasses to applaud her brave action.

"The video that Sister Mai gave me, just now you saw the debut show of the rookie Niu Lang Chu Zihang, and his performance is called "Yusheng Bushido"." Mako Miyamoto said with a smile, "How do you feel? Do you have any kind The feeling of disillusionment? I remember that you have always wanted to pay a formal visit to this person, right?"

"Chu Zihang...is he your senior?" Akira Sakurai asked doubtfully.

"correct!"

"...It's amazing." After a long silence, Akira Sakurai sighed in a low voice.

The girl wrinkled her nose and let out a muffled sound from the tip of her nose, "Huh? What did you say?"

"Even in this kind of place, I can live so chicly and deal with so many women with ease. I really deserve to be my senior." Akira Sakurai admired sincerely, and finally added, "If it were me, I might just Can you be a waiter in there?"

Mako Miyamoto was stunned, and really wanted to open this guy's head and see what was in the head.

Does this guy have its own beautification function? All people or things related to adults have their own beautification function?

"By the way, where's Miss Mai?" Sakurai Akira looked back at Mako and asked.

He has something to confirm with Miss Mai.

At present, the six of them have joined the boss's team, and Su Enxi and Jiu De Mai are their predecessors.

His eyes fell on Mako, but at the next moment he dodged away, like avoiding a snake and a scorpion, and a layer of sweat couldn't help but appear on his forehead.

The girl is curled up on the sofa, her slender white legs are crossed, her graceful figure is seductive and eye-catching, she has just finished soaking in the hot spring, and after rinsing, her body exudes the fragrance of shower gel, she is only wearing a thin bathrobe, showing her naked body. A large expanse of snow-white skin.

"Miss Mai has gone out. She said that she has made an appointment with several screenwriters and composers in the Japanese animation industry tonight, and plans to discuss a cooperation." The girl said lazily.

"Sister Enxi, have their business expanded to the animation field?" Akira Sakurai was taken aback.

In his eyes, Su Enxi is the kind of tycoon on TV who is hundreds of millions every minute and turns upside down in the capital world.

And Mai Tokuku is a real female ninja.

Ninjas are a very special existence in Japan, especially for them.

They are samurai, and the samurai is responsible for the frontal battlefield, while the ninja is a cold-blooded killer, responsible for making a final decision in the dark and instantly deciding the outcome of the war.

They have consulted with Mai Tokuku in private, and the latter is much better than them in the tempering of skills.

After all, they have only risen for more than half a year. Even if they have gone through countless fights in their dreams, they can only be regarded as quick success. Miss Mai can beat them without using words.

This is the "skill" gap.

He also took this into consideration when he avoided fighting Yuan Zhisheng before.

"I don't know, it seems that I am going to talk about an original animation in July this year."

"That's it."

Silence returned to the house.

In the spacious room, only the light of the TV projection is flickering.

"Mako..." Akira Sakurai suddenly shouted, "What did your lord promise you?"

When the adults found them and bestowed them with gifts, they also promised one thing to them respectively.

For example, the adults promised Ryoma Kazumae "future", Kenjiro promised "power", and he promised "freedom".

Each of them was promised what they wanted most from the bottom of their hearts.

"Guess?" The girl smiled sweetly, but her clear eyes seemed to be covered by a thick fog, making it impossible to see through.

Akira Sakurai couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Sister Mai asked me to tell you that it is expected that the Eight Snakes will raid the Bliss Hall tomorrow." Makoto said suddenly, blinking curiously, "Do you want to take a last look at your A sister who has never met?"

Akira Sakurai frowned, and asked, "Is the news accurate?"

"The news from Sister Enxi."

Akira Sakurai was silent.

After joining the boss's team and investigating what his parents were doing, he found out that he had an older sister.

His parents divorced shortly after he might be sent to Guan Ai School because of his out-of-control bloodline, and now they each have a new family with healthy children.

Akira Sakurai had seen them from afar.

Their lives are undisturbed, no different from ordinary families, with noise and laughter.

All in all, it's pretty good, and he doesn't need to bother.

And in this tracing of his life experience, he discovered that he had a half-sister who was also found to have abnormal blood when he was five years old. He was confirmed to have a dangerous blood and was sent to the Guan Ai College. He fled there when he was four years old and joined the Ghosts.

From the perspective of time alone, the two of them were imprisoned in the same academy, but no one knew the identity of the other at that time. Maybe they had met before, but it was two strangers who passed by.

His sister's name is Sakurai Kogure.

The person in charge of the Bliss Hall, code-named 'Ryoma', is already an important figure among the fierce ghosts.

The Bajia of Snake Qi has recently begun to attack the ghosts, and the Bliss Pavilion, as the "heart" of the ghosts, is naturally one of their goals.

And as the most powerful person on the bright side of the fierce ghosts, Sakurai Kogure will inevitably become the key target of the Snaki Bajia.

"I'm going out to Osaka."

Akira Sakurai stood up suddenly, picked up two alchemy katanas, and strode out the door.

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"After the Bliss Hall was completely captured, the power of the Ghost Clan was uprooted, and all the gangs that had taken refuge in the Ghost Crowd returned to their own clan. The Bliss Hall is the largest source of cash for the Ghost Clan. After burning the Bliss Hall, their remaining The power can't struggle anymore."

Sakura stood behind Yuan Zhisheng, wearing a black suit, a long black trench coat, and a pure white tie, as if attending a festival.

Yuan Zhisheng pinched out the cigarette butt, and lit another cigarette.

The family is already in a full-scale war with the ghosts, and [-]% of the gangs in major cities have turned to the family.

Things are going great right now, just keep going.

For this battle, Dad has been preparing for ten years, and all the fierce ghosts rushed to the battle, and the defeat is already doomed.

Next, he will give the final blow.

Osaka is the headquarters of the Devils, and the Bliss Hall is the most important stronghold of the Devils in Osaka. It is not only a casino, but also responsible for cross-border money laundering. Tens of billions of cash flow through the Bliss Hall every day.

Capturing the Bliss Pavilion is equivalent to stabbing their hearts.

The person in charge of the Gokakukan is Sakurai Kogure, code-named 'Ryoma', who is said to be a peerless beauty.

Tachibana Masamune spent ten years investigating their identities, but the names of the highest-ranking generals and dragon kings remained a mystery.

Even the gang members of the fierce ghosts have never seen these two people.

Currently known as the highest-ranking cadre of the demons, Sakurai Kogure, code-named "Ryoma".

His goal today is to bring Sakurai Kogure back alive. Only in this way can he find out who is behind the Bliss Pavilion.

Today is the end of the Bliss Pavilion.

The attack started fifteen minutes ago. Sheqi Bajia mobilized twelve oil tankers, and dozens of tons of fuel poured down the hillside.

But Yuan Zhisheng, who presided over the attack, was not in a hurry to start the fire. He stood on the top of the mountain and smoked against the mountain wind, and the wind blew his long trench coat.

From gamblers to dealers, everyone fled, even the guards.

The Bliss Pavilion's self-confident defense collapsed in a single encounter, and they could not resist the violence of the Bajia of Sheqi at all.

Now everyone knows that as long as the man smoking on the top of the mountain throws down the cigarette butt, the Bliss Palace will be engulfed in raging flames, and all the glory will be wiped out.

In fact, since five days ago, the doomsday began to fall on the heads of the fierce ghosts.

Five days ago, they controlled eleven of the eighteen underworld gangs in Osaka, and the seven gangs loyal to the Saki family kept restraint, but the whole world changed overnight.

The gate of Genji Heavy Industries opened with a bang, black vans drove out one by one, and the high-level cadres of the Snaki Bajia were dispatched in full force.

When they arrived in Osaka, the seven gangs in Osaka launched an attack on the gang under the banner of the ghosts at the same time.

There has never been such an efficient underworld war in history, no less than the blitzkrieg that Hitler wiped out Poland. The gangs to which the ghosts belonged were smashed one after another before they could be organized.

Seven of the eleven gangs declared their allegiance to the Sheqi Bajia. In the remaining four, three "Ruotou" were beaten to death with bats, and the last gang announced its disbandment.

Overnight, Osaka became the Osaka of Saki Hachiya.

Not only in Osaka, but from the south to the north, the gangs loyal to the Bajia of Saki have taken action, sparing no effort to attack the gangs loyal to the ghosts.

Either surrender or die on the spot, those little gangsters who have never seen the world were frightened stupid.

They finally realized that the nature of the underworld is cruel, and it is not a ridiculous act of playing hooligans when they come to ask for protection money and refuse to pay.

For a long time, the fierce ghosts felt that they were already proud and had formed a "balance of power" with the Bajia of Sheqi, so the Bajia of Sheqi had to exercise restraint against them.

But when the Sheqi Bajia really got serious, they realized how big the gap between them was.

The reason why they can survive to this day is not because of their own strength, but because the family has always been gentle. After all, they are of the same family. Before that, the parents of the eight surnames did not want to kill them all.

The scope of this war is so wide and its impact is so great that it has shocked Congress.

In the past few days, there have been hundreds of dead and thousands of wounded, no less than the scale of a small war.

If the flames of war continue to spread, it will inevitably affect irrelevant people and cause huge social problems.

Therefore, members of Congress have ordered the Snaki Bajia to stop the war through different channels, and repeatedly stated that the government will never condone crimes, and the Self-Defense Forces will intervene if there is no cease-fire, but the Snaki Bajia has closed all dialogue channels and insisted on going its own way.

Sakurai Kogure is very clear about the intentions of the Saki Hachi Family.

Just need to wipe out the Hellmen before Congress introduces a new anti-gang law.

This is the so-called blitzkrieg. Before others reacted, the war was over, as if it had never happened.

The desire for war inherited from the dragon clan has been flowing in the body of the mixed race since ancient times, and the war of the dragon clan has always been like this.

……

The vermilion window was also engulfed in flames, and the wood bent and deformed, making a creaking sound.

"I can only accompany you to this point, please cherish yourself on the road ahead."

Sakurai Kogure glanced at the blood-red kimono on the hanger in front of the window.

The kimono fluttered in the wind of fire, as if someone was wearing it and dancing, the corners of the clothes were ignited by the flames, and the kimono fluttered in the sea of ​​fire like dancing butterflies.

She lowered her eyes, as if the man was standing there as usual.

Until that familiar and gentle voice came from the sea of ​​flames behind him.

"Woman, are you leaving me?"

Sakurai Kogure turned around suddenly, her eyes were clouded and she couldn't believe it.

She smiled slightly in a daze, and saluted gracefully as usual in countless mornings and nights.

"You're back."

Her smile is so beautiful. Under the burning fire, her eyes are bright and radiant, which is enough for the audience to get rid of thousands of worries, forget their troubles, and have a good mood for the day.

The fiery light echoed the man's white skin. The man walked up to her, raised his hand to gently lift her chin, and leaned over to kiss her long and ecstasy.

The noisy noise of boiling downstairs rose like steam from boiling water, and countless panicked figures appeared alternately on the windows.

Sakurai Kogure stood on tiptoe, put her arms around the man's neck, and responded with forgetfulness, intoxicated by this gentle kiss.

Those panicked, noisy noises have become the background board of this scene.

After an unknown period of time, they slowly separated.

Sakurai Kogure caressed the man's face dazedly, wondering if this was a dying dream?
A man's kiss is always as fierce as a wild beast, and every time it comes so suddenly, like a violent storm, like a wild wolf biting off the throat of its prey to suck blood.

But this time he turned his head gently, as if facing a lost and found treasure cautiously.

You used to not care about what you owned, because you knew it was yours and no one could take it away. It wasn't until you lost it that you realized that "losing" is such a simple but eternal thing.So when you embrace the lost girl again, how can you not be careful and treat it like a treasure?

"Woman, don't leave my side in a hurry, I'm not tired of you yet."

The man who broke through the storm and came here tonight, looked down at the girl in his arms, and the girl's eyes were like clear water.

He leaned over and whispered in Sakurai Kogure's ear again.

"Even if you want to die, you should die with me."

(End of this chapter)