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

Chapter 512 Lin Fenglong and Wang Jiang
But Lu Mingze didn't say anything.

As the saying goes, less than absolute loyalty is absolutely infidelity.

Xia Mo is determined to return to her world, but what about this world?
Without Xia Mo, this world would vanish like a bubble.

Lu Mingze had to admit that Xia Mo's sequence was far greater than his and his brother's, and she could even decide whether the world was real.

How ridiculous!

It seems that the meaning of the world's existence is Xia Mo. If Xia Mo is gone, the world will wither.

The universe is a flower garden, and every flower in the garden is a world. The flowers bloomed ten million times, all for Xia Mo. The owner of the flower garden waited like this.

How could Lu Mingze, who knew this truth, serve Xia Mo wholeheartedly? He had a lot of plans in his mind. Just as Xia Mo said just now, Lu Mingze was not convinced.

……

Paradise, one of the bases of the fierce ghosts.

The king faced a challenge.

As the "King" in Japanese shogi, the highest-ranking chess piece above the Dragon King, the King naturally has to face many challenges. Whether it is dealing with the encirclement and suppression of the Eight Snake Families or managing a huge underworld kingdom, the King can always make the best judgments and strategies.

On this day, twelfth hour after the failure of Operation Longyuan, the god that the king had been waiting for revived. According to the plan that he had simulated thousands of times in his mind, the next thing to do was to prepare for the hunt.

Hunting requires a good knife, and a good and sharp knife is Kazama Ruri, which is used to cut off the meat of the Yamata no Orochi.

The sword must be unsheathed at the right time. What is the right time?

When Yamata no Orochi was weak at the beginning of its birth.

If Kazama Ruri is the sword, then the Yamata-no-Orochi and the Oni-shu are the hunting dogs, responsible for finding the Yamata-no-Orochi.

Can't you dig Akai alone?

This requires modern technology.

With such a wonderful layout, the king will not be happy.

There are so many variables that outsiders to the European secret party seem insignificant.

Eri was kidnapped. How could he become the White King without Eri?
He received a letter at Zojoji Temple saying that someone wanted to harm him.

As expected, a woman of extraordinary temperament came to Zojoji Temple, and Eri was definitely in her hands.

Someone wants to harm him, and whoever sends him a letter is helping him.

Suddenly, there were two more forces.

It would be strange if Herzog was happy.

Born in Germany, Herzog has a special liking for tango. He occasionally dances alone in the quiet late night to entertain himself and to relieve the tremendous pressure of operating on two fronts for many years.

Of course, collecting virgin hair is one of them.

Although the pressure is huge today, fortunately Herzog has been a big name in Japan for many years and his mentality is still very stable. He will not dance the tango of despair... right?

On the top floor of the Paradise Hall, the legendary manager Sakurai Kogure was waiting on the left side of the king general, who was wearing a Noh mask and looking at the uninvited guest with an aura that was decayed and dark like a poisonous snake.

The other person was an old man, a very young old man.

The reason I say this is that his face is old but he looks energetic, his eyes are bright without a trace of cloudiness, his back is straight, and he wears a pair of round retro sunglasses. He looks like a leisurely and contented old man, and he is still wearing a Ma褂.

"The client won 200 million yen here today. He gave up the reward and his only request was to see me..." the general said hoarsely, "What do you mean?"

"Talk about a business deal." "Business? Shouldn't I introduce myself before discussing business?"

"Lin Fenglong, he has German blood but was born in China. He opened a small shop in Beijing." Lin Fenglong smiled. His Japanese had a unique dialect, not from Osaka, but authentic.
"Mr. Lin Fenglong, what business are you talking about? Money and power... I think you can see that I have no shortage of these two."

"Abdicate and give way to others in exchange for your life." Lin Fenglong smiled.

The king was silent.

His silence was so natural that Sakurai Kogure even suspected that she had heard it wrong.

How dare someone speak to General Wang like this? Do you want to die?

"You want to lead the fierce ghosts?"

"There are no useful cannon fodder in this small island country, so we can just make do with it." Lin Fenglong snorted.

"Do you know the meaning of the Fierce Ghost Clan?" General Wang was not angry at Lin Fenglong's arrogance. His tone was deep as if he was telling an epic. A grand sense of mission flowed from his hoarse and old voice.

"The ghosts are a group of brave and fearless people. They are born warriors and love fighting as the meaning of survival. At the same time, they are also ugly and discriminated against and feared by humans, so the ghosts have to live in the shadows."

"The members of the Fierce Ghost Group are a group of ghosts living in the shadows. We endure humiliation and long for light. The violence in our bodies urges us to kill and shed blood... Do you have the confidence to control this huge army?" General Wang asked.

Lin Fenglong laughed disdainfully after hearing this and said.

"You are just a bunch of bugs. If you can't even control your own bloodline, your life will end here."

The king looked at the old man. He did not see any familiar aura from him, such as noble bloodline or the nobility of a high position. He only had a rebellious eloquence. Such an old man was in line with the current situation in Japan, where the aging population is becoming increasingly serious and the voices of the elderly have become very sharp.

General Wang couldn't understand where Lin Fenglong's confidence came from.

"Mr. Lin Fenglong has business in the capital, so why did you travel thousands of miles to Osaka to take over my place?" General Wang asked with a smile, and personally poured tea for Lin Fenglong and pushed it out.

Lin Fenglong accepted it calmly. He drank the boiling hot tea in one gulp and then sighed.

"I wanted to avoid trouble, but trouble found me. I guess I came to Japan on someone's behalf."

"What trouble? Mr. Lin Fenglong, do you know the rules of Paradise Hall? As long as you win big enough, Paradise Hall will provide you with free services to solve your troubles." General Wang said with a smile.

Lin Fenglong glanced at General Wang, shook his head and sighed.

"The trouble I caused can't be dealt with by a small group of fierce ghosts and small ambitious people. You haven't even figured out who your enemy is."

The king will stop laughing.

"Who are you anyway?"

"Lin Fenglong, Lin-Feng, Long." The young old man emphasized his name.

General Wang sensed something fishy. His Chinese was pretty good, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

No matter how awesome Herzog is, he is only a hybrid. It's hard for him not to be surprised when a creature of that level appears in front of him.

"How do you prove your identity?"

"Everyone who has seen my true appearance is dead." Lin Fenglong said calmly, "Do you want to see it?"

"Why did you come to see me?"

"Of course it's because you're too fussy," Lin Fenglong said. "Mr. Wang Jiang, or Mr. Herzog, you've spent your entire life pursuing the dragon's logical thinking and iron-blooded laws. Whether it's absurd or not, I have to admit and admire you for one thing."

"Long, the best way to attack an enemy is to crush him! Where are the conspiracies and calculations? These are the methods that weaklings love to play."

(End of this chapter)