I have ten trillion licking dog gold

As we all know, being kidnapped is not scary; what's scary is seeing the kidnapper's face.

The Fujiwara clan chief reacted quickly; after the initial shock, a thought popped into his head.

Finished!

It doesn't matter why the distinguished guest has become like this; what matters is that he saw the guest's "decaying appearance," and the guest also saw him seeing his own decline.

That's right.

Although Boss Jiang and his wife had a long private chat, Leo did not fall asleep. After being carried out of the bamboo forest, his pupils, which seemed to devour all light, stared intently at the late-arriving Fujiwara Takuno.

Everything is understood without words.
It was definitely too late to leave. Fujiwara Takuno wanted to explain, but he couldn't open his mouth at all. It was as if his soul had been taken away. He could only watch helplessly as Leo was carried away.

"idiot!"

He only snapped back to reality when the stretcher was almost out of sight, his face contorted in rage, his hands clenched tightly as alarm bells rang in his head.

Mr. Leo certainly didn't fall down by accident.

This is definitely not a place to stay for long!

A chill ran up his back from his tailbone, and Fujiwara Takuno shivered involuntarily. The panic was even more intense than when he had witnessed his father's "death" in front of him. He took a step forward to catch up with the stretcher, but was stopped by two servants who suddenly appeared.

"Go away!"

"Young master, please wait."

"I'll say it again, get out of here!"

Fujiwara Takuno was vicious and sinister, completely forgetting that this was Mount Fuji, the territory of the Genji clan.

wrong.

Even within the Fujiwara family, his words don't always carry weight.

So the two servants in gray cloth remained motionless, heads bowed, ignoring the orders of the Fujiwara clan chief.

The Fujiwara clan chief grew increasingly enraged, or rather, the alarm bells in his heart rang louder and louder. His face turned ashen, and he tried to force his way through, but as soon as he moved, his two servants also moved, tacitly flanking him from the left and right, completely blocking the Fujiwara clan chief's path.

The fate of Leo, who lacked self-awareness, is obvious to all; the stretcher has already been taken away. The Fujiwara clan chief, undoubtedly unwilling to repeat the same mistake, refrained from rash action despite his burning anger.
"Do you want to rebel?!"

The two servants were like unprogrammed machines; they simply stopped him without responding or offering any explanation.

When a scholar encounters a soldier, reason is useless.

Fujiwara clan chief probably understood what Leo had felt earlier. Within arm's reach, everyone is an enemy. What good is a high status? As long as you're within attack range, everyone is equal. The reason why Boss Jiang worked so hard to improve himself and tried every means to trick the Taoist nun into giving him the secret martial arts manual was because he had suffered a loss in Korea.

Having exhausted all his options, the Fujiwara clan chief, breathing heavily, watched as the stretcher completely disappeared. He clenched his teeth, took a deep breath, and

"I want to see my mother."

"plz follow me."

This is not.

If the command is correct, then there will be a response.

"Mother!"

Seemingly aware that her son was coming, Lady Fujiwara had not changed her clothes, acting as if nothing had happened, a stark contrast to her son's gloomy expression.

"What do you want to do?!"

Fujiwara Takuno took two steps forward with a fierce look, tearing off his pretense of filial piety, his wolf-like eyes seeming as if he wanted to devour Fujiwara's wife alive.

"This is a good place, you should stay here."

Lady Fujiwara said calmly, “Even though we are mother and son, and we are only a few meters apart, it is as if we are separated into two different worlds.”

"Geddon!"

Upon hearing his mother's seemingly simple words, Fujiwara Takuno's already turbulent heart plummeted into an abyss. He completely lost control of his emotions, clenching his fists and roaring, "You're insane!"

Use your son to offend your mother.

Rebellious.

Lady Fujiwara turned and looked at the hanging curtain, outside which the sea of ​​clouds rolled and swirled.

No mother would harm her own son.

Ok.

Lady Fujiwara did indeed do her utmost, but the nearly insane Fujiwara Takuno could never understand her good intentions.
Don't try that on me!

Lady Fujiwara's turning away was perhaps because she didn't want to see her son's twisted and hideous face.

"I never expected you to be a madman too! Do you know what you're doing?! We're all going to die!"

"Are you really that cowardly?"

Lady Fujiwara, with her back to him, said calmly.

The differences between people can only be revealed through comparison.

"Coward?! Yuan Xuexu, do you even know who he is?!"

Fujiwara Takuno pointed tremblingly in the direction the stretcher had left, "If you dare touch him, not only will the Fujiwara clan be finished, but your entire Minamoto clan will be finished too! You will become a sinner for all eternity!"

Calling his mother by her name was no longer considered offensive to the Fujiwara clan head, so Lady Fujiwara showed no reaction whatsoever, her voice remaining as calm and unperturbed as ever.

"I wasn't the one who touched him."

Fujiwara Takuno's pupils contracted, then dilated, and then, as if suddenly realizing something, he laughed nervously twice.

"Where is Fujiwara Reiki?"

He lowered his arm. "Let her out!"

“Liji is pregnant, how could she come to such a high altitude place?”

"Is she planning to stay a coward forever? Hide behind you forever?!"

Fujiwara Takuno was filled with hatred; his eyes began to redden, blood vessels forming a spiderweb-like pattern as they gradually climbed up his eyeballs. He thought his mother had changed her mind, but little did he know it was a trap within a trap.
"Why?! What kind of spell did she cast on you?!"

He roared again, his anger mixed with deep incomprehension.

Lady Fujiwara did not respond further, but admired the beautiful sea of ​​clouds outside the curtain for a while before turning back around.

"because."

"You are a beast."

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha—"

With bloodshot eyes, Fujiwara Takuno threw his head back and laughed loudly, as if he had shed all his burdens. His laughter escaped and lingered on the summit of Mount Fuji.

"Am I a beast?"

As he lowered his head, Fujiwara Takuno's laughter vanished abruptly, his eyes widening in a rage, his expression sinister and terrifying.
"And what about you? One of you murdered your father, and the other killed your husband. What right do you have, what face do you have to criticize me?!"

“Your father is terminally ill and beyond saving. Liji and I have no other choice.”

This time, it should be the first time that the mother and son truly let go of all their concerns and had a heart-to-heart talk.

"No other choice? Haha, well said, what an excuse you make. Do you think you can justify yourselves like this?"

Fujiwara Takuno arrogantly raised his hand, pointed at Lady Fujiwara, and cursed viciously, "You will definitely get your retribution, you definitely will!"

Lady Fujiwara's state of mind was like the scenery outside the curtain; no matter how hysterical Fujiwara Takuno became, he remained completely unaffected.
"Have you said enough?"

"not enough!"

"Let me go!"

Fujiwara Takuno's expression was fierce, but it did not have any deterrent effect at all. Instead, it was more like impotent rage, which made him look pitiful for no reason.

Just like...

The child, who is not allowed to go out by his parents, insists on making a fuss.

"Here, at least you can live without worries."

"Shut up!"

Fujiwara Takuno was so enraged she seemed about to jump up. "You're just a woman! I'm the head of the Fujiwara clan! What right do you have to imprison me! What right does your Minamoto clan have?!"

"Do you think your VIPs will let you off the hook if you go out?"

One sentence was like pressing a mute button, and the room immediately fell silent.

Fujiwara Takuno's face began to twitch involuntarily; this was a physiological reaction to uncontrollable rage.
"You slut!" "You think you can sow discord between me and Mr. Leo like this?!"

really.

A leopard can't change its spots; it'll eat shit.

Lady Fujiwara, having already reached a point of no return, became even more open-minded.

Indeed.

The Eastern man waiting in the nearby reception room for her to dance is a scoundrel.

But scoundrels are still better than beasts.

"You can leave."

Lady Fujiwara's eyes turned completely indifferent, as if the last glimmer of color had been wiped away. "If you're not afraid of death."

"What? Killing your own father wasn't enough? You want to kill your own son too?"

Fujiwara Takuno sneered, his anger turning into laughter.

Sin ah.

Children often seem unable to understand their parents' intentions.

"I won't kill you. But staying here is your only way to survive."

"Fujiwara Reiki! You come out here!"

Fujiwara Takuno began yelling in all directions, "You wanted to kill me, didn't you! Come on! Come on! I'm right here, get out here!"

“I told you, Li Ji isn’t here.”

"Not here? Besides that lunatic, who would dare to lay a hand on Mr. Leo?!"

Lady Fujiwara remained silent, this was her last shred of mercy, but Fujiwara Takuno showed no appreciation. "Speak! You've already done it, are you afraid to admit it?! You'll all face annihilation..."

"He's her man."

It was as if an invisible hand had gripped Fujiwara Takuno's throat. He stopped, unable to utter a sound, and the feeling of suffocation caused his face to turn a sickly red.

"Do not."

No, no.

Fujiwara Takuno was utterly dejected, shaking his head repeatedly and muttering to himself, "How could he dare? He wouldn't dare..."

Lady Fujiwara watched silently, her eyes serene.

In this gamble, some people have already lost, but they just refuse to admit defeat.

wrong.

They simply didn't understand their opponent.

"You think others treat you as a friend, but in reality, they're just using you as a pawn."

piece.

Lady Fujiwara was still tactful.

Even so, Fujiwara Takuno still couldn't accept it, "Impossible! Mr. Leo promised me..."

"Did he promise you? If he was truly sincere about cooperating with you, why did he wait until now?"

Fujiwara Takuno's eyes twitched violently, looking like a vengeful ghost. "You slut! Shut up!"

As he spoke, he actually lunged forward again.

Click.

The last fragile bond between mother and child quietly broke.

Lady Fujiwara remained calm and composed, standing still, and deftly slipped her right hand into her left sleeve.
"boom."

Flames burst forth.

Blood gushed forth!
Fujiwara Takuno fell forward with a thud, crashing heavily to the ground. His face was contorted as he clutched his bleeding right knee and let out a painful howl.

Lady Fujiwara remained expressionless, holding in her hand the same Howa P220 she had pulled out in front of someone a few days ago, only now it had a silencer.

Fate is truly wondrous.

The guy who abused his own daughter escaped unscathed.

Instead, it was his own son who got shot.

"If you don't want to live, I can grant your wish."

Lady Fujiwara, looking down from her superior position, was no longer a mother, or even a relative, but a decisive and ruthless matriarch of a wealthy family.

The bullet struck him squarely in the knee; the pain was indescribable. Veins bulged like small snakes on his neck and forehead. For a short time, Fujiwara Takuno lost the ability to speak, curling up and rolling around, his wails turning into sobs... utterly pitiful.

Lady Fujiwara remained unmoved, like a statue of iron and stone, letting the blood spread across the floor, forming a pool of blood.

Everyone has a bottom line.

Without a doubt, Lady Fujiwara was prepared to sacrifice her own family for the greater good. If Fujiwara Takuno continued to be obstinate, the next bullet would definitely go right through his forehead, and Fujiwara Takuno was clearly aware of this as well.

The power of language is limited.

Lady Fujiwara's earnest advice was completely ineffective against the power of a single bullet.

"Mother, I was wrong, your son knows he was wrong."

Sweat dripped from his temples. Fujiwara Takuno endured the excruciating pain, lay on the ground, and began to put on the appearance of a dutiful son and grandson again, his voice hoarse and pitiful as he begged for mercy.

I wonder if Lady Fujiwara has ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf. But there is no greater sorrow than a broken heart. However, how could Fujiwara Takuno, who was wearing a human skin, possibly awaken her compassion?

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

The gun barrel was raised.

The cold, chilling light was aimed at Fujiwara Takuno's head.

In that instant, the overwhelming fear even suppressed the intense physical pain. Takuno Fujiwara was drenched in sweat, and his voice trembled even more violently.

"Mother! Mother!"

His face was deathly pale, and his previous madness had vanished. "I am your only son, born after you carried me for ten months. Our flesh and blood were once intertwined, and my heart once beat within your body..."

Lady Fujiwara's eyes flickered slightly, as if some kind of seal was about to be broken, but then quickly subsided, returning to a chilling emptiness.

"Since you know we are mother and child, the closest people in the world, why..."

why?
Because of the ugliness of human nature.

Also because of your damn charm.

However, Fujiwara Takuno dared not tell these truths at this moment. "Mother, I will never dare to do it again. Please believe me, I will never dare to have any improper thoughts towards you again..."

brute!

"boom."

The Fenghe P220 spewed fire again.

However, it's not his forehead.

The moment the trigger was pulled, Mrs. Fujiwara's gun barrel moved sharply downwards, once again accurately piercing Fujiwara Takuno's other knee.

"what!!!"

Fujiwara Takuno let out a terrible scream, his voice hoarse and desperate, and rolled on the ground in an attempt to relieve the pain.

Blood flowed silently, reaching Lady Fujiwara's feet. Fujiwara Takuno, delirious, rolled on the ground, covered in blood and with both knees pierced. He was no longer the patriarch of a top Japanese conglomerate; he was less than a dog on the street.

Lady Fujiwara lowered her gun, her eyes devoid of any pity. Her wooden clogs stomped through the pool of blood, creating ripples. Because the clogs were high enough, her white socks remained spotless and pristine.

She walked to the door, opened it, and a strong smell of blood immediately rushed out.

The two servants guarding the door turned around without changing their expressions.

"Miss."

In the shocking background scene, Lady Fujiwara hands out a gun.

"Take him away. Lock him up." (End of Chapter)