Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 555, Hallelujah

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Incandescent light illuminates.

The lounge is only two square meters in size, and you can get an overview of the entire room at a glance, with the double bed taking up more than half of the space.

Three quilts of the same pattern stacked together look like giant pythons entangled with each other.

"It's really a mixed feeling to see my former home destroyed like this."

Zhuo took a quick glance and then looked away, pulling out a chair in front of the desk and sitting down, while Fengjian Liuli sat opposite him, seemingly having the leisure time to take in the layout of the place.

Sighing helplessly, Zhuo asked:
"I say, the Sheqi Eight Clan are searching for you right now, right? Shouldn't you hurry up and talk business? Why are you coming to me?"

"That's true... Just last night, my brother burned down the Gokurakukan, and the Osaka Police Headquarters only went to put out the fire symbolically. What a pity. I had originally planned to entertain you there, even though you had always disagreed. But this time, Zhuojun's wife was not here, so this should have been a good opportunity."

Fengjian Liuli revealed a sad expression, and her frowns and sighs revealed all kinds of charm, just like a lady from a noble family who had been confined in the boudoir all year round, worrying about the country and the people, but was powerless because she was a woman.

Even after so much time has passed, I still get distracted when I look at Fengjian Liuli again.

Even though I look at Zero's flawless face every day, when I see Kazama Ruri again I still remember the feeling of being touched when I first met him.

It may sound rude to say this, but Kazama Ruri's charm is far superior to Ling's. The only person in the world who can be compared to him is probably the Little Dragon Girl in the North Border Subway Station. Unfortunately, she is dead. Although it cannot be strictly said that she is dead, it is almost the same.

"Stop, stop, let's get down to business."

"This is the real business, Zhuo-jun."

Fengjian Liuli smiled, "In Gokurakukan, even the Prime Minister must follow our rules to buy chips and gamble. The child star 'Hashimoto Badana' you mentioned to me before can only be regarded as a waiter with a pure appearance in Gokurakukan. Gold, fine wine, women, desire, these are intoxicating, but the real fascinating thing about Gokurakukan is that at some point, they suddenly find that the manager of Gokurakukan is sitting next to them docilely. At that time, he will be the focus and envy of everyone."

"Ha ha……"

"If it's Zhuojun, I will definitely let that woman greet you from the foot of the mountain and give you the most attentive care as if she were serving her own husband. Zhuojun can be admired by others from the beginning. No matter how beautiful the woman is, they will happily snuggle into your arms when you wave your hand. That woman is good at massage, you will definitely like it."

"What do you mean by woman? Woman, don't you have a name, you bastard?"

"Sakurai Kogure, I sent her to Madam Zhuojun's side. You like her very much, right? She is a very obedient woman."

"I said..."

Zhuo drooped his eyelids tiredly. In fact, he no longer knew how to talk to this guy. Or rather, similar conversations had already taken place countless times in the past three years, and by now Zhuo had almost faced the reality.

Perhaps in Zhuo's eyes, Sakurai Kogure's infatuation with Kazama Ruri is very brilliant and passionate. But for Kazama Ruri herself, this is not the case.

After all, the life experiences of the two people are completely different.

For Zhuo, there were only two women who approached him actively since he was a child. One of them has gradually faded out of contact with him, and the other has become his wife.

To put it another way, even if Sakura Yabuki stood on the roof of a speeding Hummer, with a rocket exploding above her head and every strand of her flying hair illuminated, that moment she looked at herself.

If Ling hadn't been holding his arms and resting his head on his shoulders at that moment... Zhuo felt that he could have imagined a prime-time TV series in his mind.

Ordinary boys are such simple creatures that even an unintentional contact with a beautiful girl can make them have wild thoughts.

Perhaps it was because their relationship was not that great to begin with, so every bit of love was extremely dazzling and precious in his eyes. Even though Yurina was drifting away, when he thought of her now, as a man, Zhuo still felt a little regretful because of the possessiveness that belongs to a man.

But Kazama Ruri is different. Girls are attracted to him wherever he goes.

Just like beautiful girls born in childhood, they will grow up in pampering and admiration. They have seen too many times the self-righteous coolness and infatuation of boys. It is already a common thing for boys to like and love them. A goddess will not like a silly boy just because he is the most infatuated and stupid among her admirers.

What's more, in the world of Kazama Ruri, it is not clear whether Sakurai Kogure is the most infatuated one.

If there is anything different...it's probably that Ruri Kazama is a man.

He is not a man who grew up surrounded by love.

Fengjian Liuli is a person who is very afraid of loneliness. He always likes to look for girls who are equally lonely at night, perhaps for the purpose of keeping each other warm.

He might find some solace in witnessing those beautiful, alert eyes, like those of a deer, gradually becoming lively and obsessed.

Zhuo sighed helplessly and waved his hand to end the topic.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this... By the way, did you go to see your brother secretly again?"

"What Zhuojun said is really embarrassing. I really did look at my high and mighty brother from afar."

Feng Jian Liuli still smiled:
"I saw my brother applying burn cream to a girl. The girl's face was redder than the fire behind her. But my brother just cut off the burnt hair, patted her face, thanked her and went to smoke. At that time, I thought that it was understandable that my brother had no girlfriend all these years."

Zhuo saw him covering his mouth and laughing softly. His laugh was free and gentle, like that of a woman and a man, but it was always a sincere laugh.

What the hell are you laughing at? Do you think you are better than him?! You big brother, please stop laughing at the second brother, okay? When Zhuo was about to say this, Feng Jian Liuli had already stopped smiling, or rather stopped laughing. The smile was still on her face, and the hand covering the corner of her mouth was removed. The smile behind her hand was cold, as if she had become a different person.

"In my brother's eyes, the Ghost Tribe has already lost the war. There is no point for the losers to survive. He must be thinking of uprooting us in one fell swoop, so that the problem of the Japanese hybrids can be completely solved, and he can go to France to sell his sunscreen."

"Alas, what are you so proud of? You were almost crying because of the king's fright. In fact, you have already cried. Moreover, more than ten years of hard work and territory were destroyed in a few days, but you seem to be able to sit still."

"That's true. After all, I would never have thought that the King General would be the same person as Tachibana Masamune, the leader of the Oni clan and the Snake clan. But that's why I don't feel sorry about it. After all, those things are not mine. I'm just a pawn pushed to the front by the King General."

"So you're homeless and you're going to hide with me?"

"As much as I want to do this, I am still a human with emotions. Sorry, half human. The old guy's plan went too smoothly, which made me uncomfortable. I plan to kill him tonight. Do you want to join me?"

"You know this is useless, right? Are you going anyway?"

"Yes." "...I have to be back before twelve o'clock."

Hearing this, Zhuo saw Fengjian Liuli's face turn from cloudy to sunny, and a warm smile suddenly appeared on her face, with no obstruction in the change.

Zhuo opened his mouth and looked at him speechlessly.

"You know, before I met you, I had no idea what mental illness was. I always thought that those mixed-bloods who called themselves mental hospitals were just flattering themselves. In fact, mental hospitals are much more educated and spiritual than them. Until I met you."

"Thank you for your compliment. It's my honor." Fengjian Liuli smiled implicitly and turned to look towards the door.

So Zhuo also looked over there, thought about it for a while, and guessed that he probably cared a lot about the three people outside, or four people. Although Fengjian Liuli had been trying hard to treat the little mute as air, this deliberate neglect itself showed that he cared a lot.

——The love for my brother is like secretly peeing in my pants, it feels warm and only I know it.

Three years have passed, and this sentence still applies to Fengjian Liuli - with this thought in mind, Zhuo prepared to bring the topic back to the Caesar group.

"The three of them are super special people. You should have heard about them. Since Norton was resurrected, they have been the ones to deal with the crises in this world. They have been rushing around and killing gods and Buddhas. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the darlings favored by God. But you'd better not get too close to them. If this world really has destiny, then although the three of them are the protagonists, the ending must be tragic. In a tragic story, only the protagonist will not die, but everyone around the protagonist will die."

This is the truth.

To be honest, Zhuo's conversations with them are now limited to the scope of work, and there has been basically no unnecessary chat.

Of course, considering how busy the store is every day, he and Caesar's team don't have the energy to manage the relationships of the employees after closing the store every night. Sleeping and resting are the real things.

Feng Jian Liuli turned around after hearing this and smiled coldly:
"We are the ones who want to rebel against God. If there is really a God who is looking after us, we will chop off the head of God as well!"

Zhuo was silent for a moment:

"That's too chuunibyou. You should go tell BasaraKing."

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The coffee shop does not draw the thick curtains when it closes; the colorful neon lights still shine into the shop through the gaps in the street.

Sitting on the seat closest to the floor-to-ceiling window was a girl who looked like a pretty doll. She had her hands folded neatly on her legs and was looking outside. She looked like an old monk meditating or a nun worshiping Buddha, with a completely harmless face.

She had been sitting there since the store manager walked into the lounge, and had been doing so for half an hour now, her eyes looking over the roof of the hotel opposite, into the inexplicable distance.

"What is she looking at? It's raining outside and there's nothing in the sky."

Caesar nudged Lu Mingfei beside him.

"Watching the birds. She can see birds far away and hear sounds far away. So even if we hide behind the counter and huddle together with only half of our heads exposed, it's useless because she knows everything."

Lu Mingfei replied.

Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei in surprise and asked:

"Watching birds in the middle of the night? Besides, the pollution in Tokyo is so serious. People stay here because of strong desires. How can there be any birds to watch? And how did you know?"

"How should I know? She just wrote me a note saying there were a lot of birds over there, flying up and down under the dark clouds."

"When did it happen? Why didn't she write me a note? Did she think your dress looked better?"

Lu Mingfei was embarrassed and annoyed: "These are pants! Scottish trousers!!!"

Caesar shrugged and said nonchalantly:
"That's up for discussion. You figure out a way to deal with this girl. Chu Zihang and I will go prepare the car and weapons. We'll meet on the street after the store manager leaves."

"Hey, hey, hey! Boss, what do you mean by I can handle this girl? Did you get something wrong? How can I handle her? I am the weaker party, okay? I have no chance in fighting or seducing. If you want to go, you go. If not, let my senior go. The manager will kill me if he finds out." Lu Mingfei was very anxious.

Chu Zihang replied calmly, "Ms. Shangshan's bloodline is probably very high. I met her in the bathroom three days ago..."

"What did you do!? Does the manager know!" Lu Mingfei exclaimed.

Chu Zihang glanced at him calmly and continued, "I didn't do anything. I was washing my face that morning and my contact lenses were taken off. She didn't react at all when she saw my eyes. Even Yuan Zhisheng would react when he saw my eyes, but she didn't. This shows that Miss Uesugi's bloodline may be better than the emperor of Neon."

Caesar continued, "So we can't use force. You have the best relationship with her here, so of course you should go."

"It's unfair, boss. We just passed a few notes to each other. Didn't you pass notes to each other when you were in school? Would you fall in love with someone just because of a few words about borrowing an eraser?" Lu Mingfei became even more anxious.

Chu Zihang pursed his lips and said, "I don't borrow erasers from others, and I haven't passed any notes. But Caesar is right, Miss Uesugi never pays attention to the two of us. The fact that she is willing to pass a note to you means that she has a good impression of you. You just need to ask her to keep what happened tonight a secret. Although she lives in the hotel across the street, she can't hide our movements from her."

"If all else fails, give him some drugs. Strong sleeping pills plus alcohol. Even an elephant would have to sleep until tomorrow morning." Caesar shook a small medicine bottle he had taken out from somewhere.

Chu Zihang glanced at the watch on his wrist, raised his head and said calmly: "From now until tomorrow morning, we have about eight hours, which is enough for us to go to and from Genji Heavy Industries."

"You guys are still going to Genji Heavy Industries!" Lu Mingfei's scalp tingled when he heard this. These two people had already arranged everything in unison. Not only did they want to knock down the store manager's beloved little princess, they also wanted to break into the Tokyo headquarters of the underworld at night. Are they just asking for too little life?

"See what the Eight Snake Families are doing, what secrets the Black Cemetery hides, and make some explosions by the way." Caesar lit a cigar, and the flames illuminated the makeup on his face.

"It's forbidden to smoke in this store," Chu Zihang reminded him, and then he took out a box. "There are 4 pounds of C explosives in the equipment box. Is that enough?"

The dark green plasticine explosive can be molded into any constellation. It is easy to carry and use, making it a plastic bomb that terrorists all over the world deserve.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! What are you doing with explosives? To investigate the truth, you should use a magnifying glass and a detective hat! If all else fails, an anesthesia watch or a voice changer will do!" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Someone made a mistake, and they should pay the price. If their hands should be chopped off, their hands should be chopped off. If their feet should be stomped on, their feet should be stomped on. Otherwise, who would still believe in something like God?"

(End of this chapter)