Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 336 Are you using this to test the principal?!
The black Mercedes Benz convoy slowly stopped in front of the Tamamonomae Club.

Inuyama Yoshitaka respectfully opened the car door and said, "Principal, please!"

Angers got out of the car and glanced at the giant neon sign floating in the night sky: "Why don't you take me to the Inuyama family's shrine or your newly built headquarters, but bring a centenarian like me to this kind of brothel?"

"The head of the family said that you, Principal Ange, are a romantic man who doesn't mind small matters. There is nothing in the world that can stir the romantic feelings in a man's heart more than a young girl."

Inuyama Yoshitaka bent down and stretched out his hand to lead the way for Angers.

"I'm very picky when it comes to women." Ange smiled with interest, "Ahe, do you know what kind of women I like?"

Inuyama Yoshitaka pushed open the door of the Tamamonomae Club and patted his chest confidently: "No matter what type of girl you like, the Inuyama family has full confidence that we can satisfy you!"

"Oh! Then I'm looking forward to it."

Ange walked through the door with a smile, and what came into view was a huge dance floor and a row of girls wearing maple-red kimonos.

The girls have already finished their makeup and dressing up. Their skin, coated with gold powder, looks as delicate and gorgeous as silk. There are faint patterns on their golden bodies. Upon closer inspection, they are all short poems written in Japanese.

"The Diamond Sutra?" Ange looked at Inuyama Yoshitaka.

"Yes, Principal, you have a keen eye! These girls put stickers on their bodies before applying gold powder. Afterwards, they just tear off the stickers and the poems will remain on their bodies. The words on each girl are different, and when put together they form a complete Diamond Sutra." Inuyama Yoshitaka nodded.

"It's like standing in a forest of golden steles." Angre nodded and smiled.

This may be the most enchanting Buddhist scripture in the world, using the delicate body of a woman in the best period of her life as a monument, inscribed with ancient and solemn Buddhist texts.

At this moment, exciting dance music suddenly sounded, and the golden dancers in the dance floor began to sing and dance in unison.

Angers strolled across the dance floor. Dozens of pairs of plump golden thighs stretched out beautiful curves before his eyes. The forest of jade legs rose and fell beside him, and the fragrance of gold powder filled the air, making the scene look vivid and lifelike.

The band playing the songs is located on the wooden platform on the second floor. The musicians are all young girls wearing traditional kimonos.

They did not wear any makeup like the golden dancers, but simply opened their necklines to reveal their delicate skin as white as jade and their beautiful deep cleavage. Their faces, like lotus flowers in clear water, set off the dancers on the dance floor, each with their own merits.

At first glance, there are beauties like clouds.

Hundreds of girls present were all beautiful in their own way. They sang and danced with all their might just to welcome a guest who had come from afar.

There may be nightclubs in the world that are more luxurious than Tamamonomae Club, but it is probably difficult to find such a luxurious and sexy welcoming team of beautiful girls in the world.

The music on the dance floor gradually came to an end. All the dancers and zither girls stopped dancing at the same time. They all bowed to Angers who had already walked to the third floor. "Hello, Principal!"

The colorful balls hanging on the roof exploded, and countless petals fell from the sky. In an instant, the petals fell in all directions and the fragrance filled the air.

"What a grand scene, Ha." Angé patted the petals on his shoulders and looked to his side.

Next to him, an old man in a navy blue kimono stood at the edge of a vermilion wooden railing.

The old man had neat short black and white hair, and an upright figure that didn't look like an old man of his age at all. His tough face had flying eyebrows, and he must have been a very outstanding oriental handsome man when he was young.

The old man is the current head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama He.

"Principal, welcome to Japan." Inuyama He bowed slightly, "We haven't seen each other for sixty-two years, right?" "I originally thought that the Snake Eight Families would not welcome an old man like me, and I was even thinking about whether I should wear a bulletproof vest to the banquet, but now it seems that what greets me is not bullets, but human bombs." Angé smiled and shook his head.

"How could the Snake Family be so rude to you, the principal? And the term 'meat bomb' is a bit biased. I just want you to appreciate my collection over the years." Inuyama He smiled and stepped forward. "Principal, you know that what I like most is women."

Hearing this, Angers patted Inuyama He's shoulder heavily and laughed ostentatiously: "You really haven't changed your bad habits! Sixty-two years ago, you were a pimp, and now you're still doing this. You really haven't made any progress at all."

The expression on Inuyama He's face froze slightly, but soon turned into a bright smile.

The two opened their arms, hugged each other vigorously, and then walked into the reception room at the end of the corridor together.

The door of the reception room was slowly opened by the servant, and the girls, each with their own unique charm, instantly filled the room with light.

"Iratsushiyaimase (Welcome)." The girls stood up in unison and bowed.

These girls are so different from the heavily made-up women outside the door.

They all wore black school uniforms and white shirts, with plain sailor skirts and black, white and gray stockings, or simply showed off their ivory-white legs.

Although these girls have no makeup on, they are pure and elegant, and look extremely beautiful.

Compared with them, the charming dancer and Qin Ji on the dance floor suddenly became insignificant vulgar women.

"It wasn't until I saw these girls that I was sure that you, Aha, really understood my aesthetic taste." Angé smiled and walked to the end of the long table and sat down.

"It is truly a great honor to receive your recognition, Principal." Inuyama He sat on the other side of the long table.

Apart from the two old men and a group of beautiful young girls, there was no one else in the living room.

The two old men looked at each other across the long table. The air in the room suddenly seemed to have weight, and the atmosphere gradually became depressing, making people feel a little breathless.

"The principal's eyes are still as sharp as a knife as they were back then."

Inuyama He broke the silence by speaking, but he still stiffened his neck and looked at Ange, with no intention of giving in.

"It seems that you haven't made any progress over the years, Ahe. At least you have become much braver." Angé took out a cigar box from his pocket and ended the eye contact first.

The girl next to him immediately knelt down, reached out her hand, took out a long-stemmed match and respectfully lit the cigar for Ange.

"If I'm not mistaken, the principal came here this time because of the collective resignation of the Japanese branch?" There was a look of pride on Inuyama He's face.

Ange took a long drag on his cigar and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Rather than collective resignation, perhaps collective rebellion would be more appropriate."

"Don't you think so? Ah He."

Ange slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

(End of this chapter)