Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 229 Unjust Act
The night is like a tide, and the cool evening breeze quietly spreads throughout Tokyo.

The colorful neon lights lit up in sequence from east to west along the long streets. The brilliant halos combined to make Tokyo transform from a naked sports girl into a seductive lady with half-dressed clothes.

As the young master of the eight Sheqi families and a big figure in the Japanese underworld, Yuan Zhisheng served as a tour guide and shopping guide for a whole day today, taking the trio of Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang and Caesar around almost all of Tokyo.

Lu Mingfei took photos with one after another cosplayers with cool clothes and white chests in Akihabara. He even bought a limited edition figure of Mikuru Asahina. His face showed something like "I will die in the morning." look of satisfaction.

Chu Zihang bought a set of Kansai iron teapots and the roasted confectionery that Susie asked him to bring, while Caesar rented two vans and spread money around Tokyo.

He brought a gift to everyone in the student union, including lacquer figurines and game CDs. He was really a good material to take the lead.

Just in the evening, the sky suddenly started to rain heavily. Then a few people retreated and found a roadside ramen shop to take shelter from the rain.

The table in the ramen shop was not big, so the group was divided into two seats, one for Caesar's group and one for Zhou Xuan, Yuan Zhisheng and Sakura.

At this time, Lu Mingfei was holding a bowl of tonkotsu ramen and fooling Chu Zihang and Caesar in a serious manner.

He said that there is a ramen restaurant called Ichiraku in this area of ​​Tokyo. The ramen inside is the best of the best, a delicacy that is difficult to taste in the world.

He suddenly felt a little despicable.

Yuan Zhisheng took a sip of sake and nodded: "It is true that tomorrow night we will carry out a near-death dive mission, but I don't seem to see any tension from the three of them. The second of the two, the second of the two, This homebody is as carefree as a child.”

"Yes, like a carefree child." Zhou Xuan nodded meaningfully.

The specific content of tomorrow night's submersion mission is not at all like what he just described, which is for the Caesar trio to go into the sea first to search for embryos, and then send a parcel bomb or something.

Compared with Lu Mingfei's one where the middle school boy is fooling around, Zhou Xuan's one has a much more normal style of painting.

There is no so-called parcel bomb at all, but a miniature nuclear bomb hidden in the deep submersible Di Trieste.

Zhou Xuan, Yuan Zhisheng and Sakura didn't order ramen. They just took a few bottles of sake and were drinking them in small sips.

Caesar and Chu Zihang, who had never watched "Naruto", were stunned by Lu Mingfei's deception, with expressions of shock on their faces.

One bowl will refresh your mind, two bowls will make you never tired, and three bowls will make you immortal.

Before he finished speaking, the expression on Yuan Zhisheng's face darkened slightly.

In short, the mission of Caesar's team tomorrow night is to dive with a nuclear bomb, and then use the nuclear bomb to blow up all the divine burial places and embryos, completely destroying the ambitions of the fierce ghosts, and burying the gods in the underworld forever.

Yuan Zhisheng already knew the specific location of the embryo, and the Caesar trio would definitely find the embryo.

Zhou Xuan looked at the helpless and speechless look on Yuan Zhisheng's face and couldn't help but laugh: "Director, do you think those three are a bit crazy?"

This kind of mission is not a narrow escape at all, but close to ten deaths!

As long as there is any slight mistake, the lives of the Caesar trio will be game over.
Yuan Zhisheng knew all this clearly, but he didn't say a word to Caesar and the others.

According to Tachibana Masamune, after this operation Ryuyuan, the Japanese branch will break with Kassel College. "Zhisheng, since the end of World War II, the Sheqi family has been controlled by that man Angers for too long. We can't live in the shadow of Angers forever! How can a man who was born between heaven and earth live in depression for a long time? "

"Nowadays, the Sheqi Eight Families are different from the past. The number of our A-level hybrids is several times that of Cassel Academy's headquarters. And with a powerful emperor like you, it's time to rise up and launch a rebellion!"

"Rebel uprisings since ancient times have always shed blood. If the three members of our headquarters die in Jiyuan, then they will be our sacrifices to heaven. Even if they are not dead, we cannot let them die before the matter is over. Leave Japan."

"A king must never be indecisive. Remember this."

Tachibana Masamune had said similar words to Minamoto Chisei many, many times. Every time before, Minamoto Chisheng had been silent and noncommittal.

He always felt that innocent people should not be allowed to die in vain for the so-called grand cause. This was really unjust.

But after visiting each Guancai school a few days ago and learning about the terrifying infiltration of the fierce ghosts into the Sheqi family, Yuan Zhisheng no longer dared to mention the word "justice."

He had always believed that he was killing ghosts one after another in order to protect the stability and prosperity of Japan as a whole, and that he was doing it neatly and neatly in line with justice.

But today's facts have proven that the vast majority of the evil ghosts who died under his sword were poor children in Guan Ai School who were bewitched and went astray.

Those children obviously did nothing wrong and knew nothing, but they sacrificed their lives in vain because of the adults' dirty power struggle.

And now, for the sake of the so-called family business, Yuan Zhisheng wants to send the three innocent young people behind him into the abyss...

Thinking of this, Yuan Zhisheng picked up a bottle of sake and drank it slowly.

"Can I see your knife?" Chu Zihang's voice suddenly sounded.

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head and met Chu Zihang's eyes.

He remembered that Chu Zihang's usual weapon was also a Japanese sword, and he also had a dark golden peerless weapon.

"No problem." Yuan Zhisheng handed over the spider cutter from his waist.

"Thank you." Chu Zihang took it with both hands and slowly pulled the spider out of the scabbard. The clear light of the sword flowed like a cold moon.

"It's a good sword. It's an ancient sword that has been around for many years, right? Can such an expensive thing still be used as a weapon?" Chu Zihang asked.

"A knife can only be called a knife if you hold it in your hand. If you put it in a museum, it can only be regarded as the corpse of the knife." Yuan Zhisheng replied calmly.

"I always feel like there's a lingering smell of blood on it."

"Knives cannot be washed clean. The blood on them can be washed away, but the fishy smell quietly remains on it, accumulating layer after layer. Knives are dirty and the more they are used, the dirtier they become." Yuan Zhisheng The answer was, "You seem to be using a Japanese sword too?"

"Yes, both are relics. One was left by my father, and the other was left by my friend." Chu Zihang lowered his eyebrows.

"Sorry." Yuan Zhisheng said.

(End of this chapter)