Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 144 Reasoning with Yuan Zhisheng
Does it look like a human?

A well-deserved beauty!
Yuan Zhisheng carefully looked at Xia Mo's appearance. It was completely different from the ghosts he had encountered in the past. His eyes were as peaceful as autumn water.

Even if ghosts are in disguise, some small movements can reveal the manic and bloodthirsty souls beneath their skin. Xia Moyi basked in the sun leisurely.

"Are you surprised?" Xia Mo raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Why?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"Why? Is there a possibility that I didn't turn into Deadpool at all?" Xia Mo spread her hands.

"How is it possible that you didn't turn into Deadpool..." Yuan Zhisheng frowned, "I've seen you transform into a dragon, with scales growing on your body and your pupils standing up."

"It's just my secret weapon. You once said that the European secret party was too arrogant towards the Japanese branch. Aren't you the same?" Xia Mo said calmly.

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a while and spoke in a low voice.

"Is this a misunderstanding?"

He felt a sense of absurdity. The Eight Clans of Sheqi had already sent out half of their elite troops to start a war, but it ended up in a misunderstanding.

Genji Chisei did not attend the meeting of the heads of Genji Heavy Industries. He followed his father's arrangements. Seeing that everyone was using real weapons, which was beyond the scope of a joke, how could he doubt that the information was wrong?

Xia Mo shook her head and asked, "Do you have paper and pen?"

“…Hmm.” Gen Chisei guessed what Xia Mo wanted to do. He carried paper and pen with him because he was afraid that his sister’s notebook would run out because of Eri.

Yuan Zhisheng took out a small notebook and a carbon black pen from his windbreaker and handed them to Xia Mo. Then he picked up the knife and walked to the seat opposite Xia Mo and sat down. He wanted to see what tricks Xia Mo would play.

Xia Mo also sat down and buried her head in writing in Chinese on the small table.

"It's not a misunderstanding, it's a targeting."

"There is something wrong with your adopted father, Tachibana Masamune, and I was the one who discovered the problem. He wants to silence me."

"Nonsense!" Yuan Zhisheng took the notebook and wrote with a carbon pen, "Dad did make a mistake in judgment this time. He will apologize to you, but this is not a reason for you to slander him!"

"Oh, I didn't expect you were such a daddy's boy."

"Daddy's boy..."

Xia Mo wrote the names of two people and then showed them to Yuan Zhisheng.

King General,

Source: young girl.

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank. He cared about the second person more than Wang Jiang.

"The girl is still alive? What did he tell you?!"

"He asked me to kill the general, so I met the girl at the Kabuki Theater."

"Over the years, Zhinu has been controlled by General Wang and has no choice." Xia Mo began to speak well of Yuan Zhinu in order to gain Yuan Zhisheng's trust.

Control? No choice?
Yuan Zhisheng clenched his fists secretly. He was skeptical about this statement, but he hoped this was the reason.

The young girl is as delicate and tender as a girl, and has a good personality and temper. How could she commit such an unforgivable crime!
"Where is he now? Why doesn't he come to see me?" Yuan Zhisheng's handwriting became sloppy, and his expression was a little excited.

"He was captured by the King. Unfortunately, the girl and I didn't kill the real King. The King of the Oni Clan is a shadow warrior."

"The real king will be someone else."

Who is it?
Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously wanted to ask, but a light bulb went off in his head, and combined with what Xia Mo had said before, he had a horrifying idea.

"Dad, is he a member of the Ghost Clan?" Yuan Zhisheng's face was as gloomy as water.

Seeing that Yuan Zhisheng did not believe her, Xia Mo wrote down her conversation with Kazama Ruri backstage at the Kabuki Theater, listing the suspicious aspects of Tachibana Masamune.

Gen Chisei was silent. His worldview suffered a great shock, and his experience with Tachibana Masamune in the small town of Kadori flashed through his mind like a movie scene.

He and his father climbed the mountain, and his father brought him Coke. They watched the sunrise side by side, and their relationship was like that of a father and son.
When he graduated, Tachibana Masamune came to pick him up and support him. That day, Gen Chisei first knew what it felt like to have a father who loved him...

Now Xia Mo told him that all this was fake, and that Masamune Tachibana directed and acted out the whole thing himself, and that he took advantage of him and Minamoto no Chijo...especially Minamoto no Chijo.

Yuan Zhisheng covered his forehead with his hands. This time he did not communicate with paper and pen, but asked in a low voice.

"I want to be quiet."

"Who is Jingjing?"

"..."

"Do you believe me?" Xia Mo wrote.

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, nodded, and shook his head again.

"What does this mean?"

"I will go to my father to verify it myself." Yuan Zhisheng's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and his attitude was quite firm.

Xia Mo couldn't help but roll her eyes. She bet a bag of spicy strips that if Yuan Zhisheng went to find Tachibana Masamune alone to verify the situation, there was an 80% chance that he would not come back.

"I have a way to expose Tachibana Masamune's true colors. Let's pretend that the negotiations have failed and then have a real fight. I will march all the way to Tachibana Masamune, and it will be just me and him. When he sees that the truth has been revealed, he will definitely throw himself into despair." "Didn't you notice that the ticket I bought is for Tokyo?"

"I know. I thought that Kassel Academy in Tokyo would have a backup plan to take you out of Japan safely."

"No, no, my destination is Genji Heavy Industries, to meet with Tachibana Masamune."

"Are you crazy?"

"I have always been calm and rational. If I escape, wouldn't it be evidence of my collusion with the fierce ghosts? I can't argue with the eight families of Sheqi. I won't accept this injustice."

"Have you heard of the story of Lin Chong going to Liangshan in the snow?" Xia Mo asked.

"Well, Water Margin is also very famous in Japan."

"If I were Lin Chong, and Gao Qiu wanted to harm me, I shouldn't have harbored any illusions and would have killed him in the White Tiger Hall!"

Xia Mo was murderous.

Gennochi was shocked. This was a strong woman, or a samurai, completely different from Yamato Nadeshiko.

A more accurate term is knight-errant. Knights-errant are born for righteousness and integrity. No matter if they are land tycoons or rulers in government offices, as long as they insult me, I will repay them with an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Kill ten people in ten steps, and stay in a thousand miles.

Well, Tachibana Masamune targeted her and wanted to kill her.

Xia Mo would not have fled in disgrace, but would have single-handedly defeated Tachibana Masamune's army, broke into his base camp, dragged him down from his high seat, kicked him to the ground, stepped hard on his chest, held a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and asked with a smile, "Do you owe me an apology?"
After hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng raised two fingers, meaning that there were two problems with Xia Mo's plan.

"First, what if Dad was wrongly accused? He didn't confess under torture. This is Japan, the territory of the Sheqi Eight Clan. Justice and reason are on the side of the patriarch. No one will believe you."

"I have a good idea about this." Xia Mo smiled.

In Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, Xia Mo's smile was clearly very sunny, but he couldn't help shivering.

This is definitely an extremely evil method!

"What about the second point?"

"You are no match for me. But I choose to trust you for now. I will take you to my father."

"Oh?" Xia Mo raised her eyebrows. She glanced at the two ancient swords beside Yuan Zhisheng's seat and finally spoke, "Do you want me to fight you with my bare hands?"

"Don't you have a strange sword? Is that your word spirit?"

"I can't use it." Xia Mo said calmly, "If you don't mind me tearing this train into pieces."

Yuan Zhisheng thought for a moment, raised his hand and threw the spider to Xia Mo.

Xia Mo held the hilt of the knife in one hand and the dark red scabbard in the other, and drew out the blade. The inscription on the blade read "The evil lurks at night in Spider Mountain".

Yuan Zhisheng slowly stood up, holding the Tongziqi in one hand, and walked to the north side of the carriage.

"Speaking of which, the Snake Eight Clan ranked you as one of the strongest ghosts in history, because your performance along the way was comparable to that of an emperor, and the family has been without an emperor for nearly sixty years."

"Aren't you the emperor?"

"I am the emperor, but I feel lonely when I am alone." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "Perhaps, you are a descendant of the White King like me."

"Descendant of the White King? Principal Angers also thinks so. He asked me to come here to investigate the mystery of my life experience." Xia Mo walked to the south side of the carriage with a knife in hand.

The two men were twenty meters apart. They turned around at the same time, holding knives and confronting each other, with a solemn look and ready to strike.

"Who are the most powerful ghosts in history according to the Eight Snake Clans?"

"Shuten-doji counts as one."

Xia Mo smiled when she heard that.

"That's why you kept Doujikiri for yourself."

“These two were originally mine.”

"That's right."

Xia Mo stuck out her tongue in a cute way.

Yuan Zhisheng said nothing. He assumed a standard knife-holding posture, his golden eyes lit up, burning as if lava was flowing. At the same time, the bones all over his body cracked and he entered the dragon bone state.

Xia Mo holds the knife in one hand. She does not belong to any school. She fights freely and wildly. She also enters the dragon bone state.

If Yuan Zhisheng is [proficient in all martial arts], then Xia Mo would be [bloodline attribute]. Combat and martial arts are engraved in the genes of pure-blooded dragons, and they can always gain the advantage in a fight.

It was the first time that Yuan Zhisheng saw another person entering the dragon bone state, and a flash of joy appeared in his eyes.

"Please give me some advice." Yuan Zhisheng said in a deep voice.

"Please give me some advice." Xia Mo said.

The strongest in the academy versus the strongest in the branch, the battle is about to begin!
(End of this chapter)