Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Time stretches on, and the road to the underworld is long!"

"The green lamp guides the way, and the souls return together!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the men in black suits who were running suddenly fell asleep, collapsing to the ground one after another, motionless and lifeless.

The leader, Golden Bear Boy, also paused for a moment, then, like a rooster with its neck being choked and about to be slaughtered, he knelt down helplessly, clutching his throat with both hands. His eyes, once again filled with terror, looked at Li Fuyao.

"It's you!"

"Lord of a Hundred Tales!"

"Why...why did you become an enemy of Mount Ooe!"

"We clearly don't want to bother each other."

He didn't finish his sentence before his head drooped and he collapsed to the ground, as if his soul and spirit had been completely ripped away, leaving only a lifeless body.

At the same time, many tiny, almost invisible blue fireflies gathered in the blue lamp behind Li Fuyao, making the lamplight even brighter.

"Fuyao, you'd better use this kind of external power less often."

After pondering for a moment, Ye San still said this in a serious tone.

Li Fuyao smiled charmingly and shook her head, her upturned lips appearing mysterious and unpredictable under the glow of the lamp.

"Don't worry, Third Uncle."

"This is my power."

Chapter 126 Defection?

In the Dongwen Association's assessment room, Dong Wenyu sat in the main seat, looking down at the Dongwen Association cadres sitting in the audience, a somewhat gloomy smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He had longed for this position, and it was a necessary step in his next plan.

Just as he was about to say something, the shoji door to the assessment room was pushed open rather roughly.

His trusted subordinate, Suzuki Hidema, rushed in and whispered a report in his ear.

"Lord Yu, our headquarters has been attacked. The enemy is ridiculously strong. Our men can't hold out, and those ritual practitioners won't be able to hold out for much longer either!"

“I came from the main gate. Hoshiguma-doji, who called himself one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Mount Oe, was killed by a young swordsman with a single sword strike. They are now heading towards the council chamber.”

"what should we do?"

Dong Wenyu's expression changed drastically, and he asked in a deep voice, "Has that important figure from our backyard arrived?"

Hideaki Suzuki quickly shook his head.

"No! The formation that you instructed me and Lady Yangming to set up is complete, and I also tampered with the [container] as you said, placing it in the backyard, but there has been no movement since!"

"Sir, do you think we might have been tricked?"

Dong Wenyu waved his hand impatiently.

"No, the Demon King of Mount Oe will not give up this opportunity. He will definitely descend. He has a strange obsession with Maki."

"Moreover, no ghost or spirit would willingly give up an opportunity to return to the human world. To be forgotten in a dream and have one's presence disappear is an unacceptable and terrifying prospect for them."

"Fine, I'll go ask him myself what's going on!"

"Shujian, please reassure the people staying here for me. I'll be right back!"

After saying that, Dong Wenyu hurriedly got up and walked quickly to the backyard.

Only Suzuki Hideaki, his eyes darting around, remained, muttering to himself.

"Knowing the enemy is about to attack, you still expect me to stay here and reassure the people?"

"Lord Yu, you are as ruthless as ever."

"Hmph, it seems you don't care whether I live or die?"

"Never mind, it was expected."

Turning around again to face the Dongwen Association executives who were already whispering among themselves, Suzuki Hidema gave a very formulaic smile, cleared his throat, and began to ramble on, stalling for time.

the other side.

"These Four Heavenly Kings of the Ghost Clan are ridiculously weak."

Uesugi Kiyoshi casually remarked this to Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was standing next to him.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa didn't say anything, but Yuichi Kudo, who had been following behind the two, spoke up.

"Qing, they are just hastily trained ritual practitioners. They are not nourished by the power of faith and are more like consumables that bear the power of ghosts and gods."

"Do you remember Yokota? Compared to these people, Yokota is a true rite master. Although his power may not be as great as theirs, he has extremely high growth potential."

“Devoted faith is the source of power for esoteric practitioners.”

"As for these demons of Mount Ooe... Hmph, the time they've been sealed away has been constantly eroding their will and strength. To possess a human body and have these abilities, I think they've already exceeded expectations."

"The only thing you need to worry about is that demon king with a name. Shuten-dōji's name resounds throughout the country. His existence will never be forgotten, and his power will probably not be reduced much."

Uesugi nodded, though it was unclear whether he took it to heart. Before him stood a Japanese-style building.

"This is the place, isn't it?"

The building before him matched the map of the assessment room in his mind, and Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled inexplicably, quickening his pace even further.

Reaching the door, he kicked it with his rain-washed leather boots, sending the wooden shoji door flying.

Amid the crisp sound of wood breaking, the light inside the room poured out like mercury, illuminating half of his smiling face and making his smile appear both bright and dim, mysterious and extraordinary.

Uesugi Kiyoshi stepped into the room, his gaze filled with the somewhat fierce and malicious stares of the yakuza executives.

He first looked around and couldn't help but frown, because he didn't find any trace of Dong Wenyu. The one sitting in the main seat was obviously not Dong Wenyu, but probably his subordinate.

However, he was not in a hurry, and instead spoke with a smile.

"Good evening, everyone."

He bent slightly, as if greeting an old friend in a kind and approachable manner.

"I am Uesugi Kiyoshi. I have been entrusted by the second leader of the Tobun-kai, Tobun Maki, to come and punish the traitor Tobun-yu."

"Excuse me, everyone here, can anyone tell me where this wicked traitor who murdered his brother to seize the throne has gone?"

These underworld officials present were not known for their good tempers, and many of them were die-hard loyalists who had staked their lives on Dong Wenyu.

Immediately, a burly man with a bare upper body and tattooed arms stood up abruptly, pointed at Uesugi Kiyoshi, and began to curse.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to shout like that here?"

The Dongwen Association's assessment stipulates that weapons are not allowed; otherwise, it would be ridiculous if a fight broke out during the meeting.

Otherwise, given his fiery temper, he might have pulled out a gun or knife and drawn blood.

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, a gunshot echoed in the assessment room.

Kudo Yuichi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke were already following behind Uesugi Kiyoshi, enjoying his performance. Seeing that someone wanted to make an example of him, before Uesugi Kiyoshi could draw his sword, Kudo Yuichi thoughtfully stepped in.

At this moment, wisps of smoke were rising from the muzzle of a small, exquisite black pistol in Kudo Yuichi's hand.

Correspondingly, a bloody hole suddenly appeared on the forehead of the tattooed man. Thick, crimson blood gushed out as his body fell, quickly staining the brownish-gray wooden floor.

Almost simultaneously, several small teams of the Collectors Association's task force, who had already dealt with the enemy, caught up. They were all armed and professionally pointed their guns at the Dongwen Association cadres present.

It must be said that the dark muzzle of a gun is far more effective than words.

The smell of gunpowder mixed with the stench of blood made the atmosphere in the assessment room extremely tense. Everyone present was familiar with firearms, and these were all genuine weapons without a doubt.

Despite the small number of people, if these few gunmen were to fire a burst of bullets without mercy, it would be difficult for anyone to remain standing in the assessment room.

They are not superhumans; ultimately, they are just Yakuza who make a living through force and a penchant for fighting.

Faced with the cold muzzle of a gun and the still-steaming pool of blood on the ground, the loyalty of those present to Dong Wenyu was quickly suppressed by the real gunfire. Some lowered their heads and remained silent, some had panicked eyes, and some looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi and his group thoughtfully.

Before Uesugi Kiyoshi could wait long, some quick-thinking individuals began to take action.

"Hey, we're not Dong Wenyu's direct subordinates, we can't answer your question."

"He! He's Dong Wenyu's confidant, Suzuki Hideki, the leader of the Suzuki Group. He can definitely answer your question!"

Someone started it, and almost everyone echoed, pointing the finger at Suzuki Hidema, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Better to die than me, fellow Daoists," as the saying goes. There has to be someone to take the blame, otherwise, if this kid goes berserk and unleashes his full power on everyone here, wouldn't it be a waste for him to die?

Those who hold high positions in the yakuza world are not afraid of death, but they also do not want to die so unjustly.

Uesugi Kiyoya then turned his gaze to Suzuki Hidema, who was sitting in the main seat, seemingly expecting his response.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Suzuki Hidema showed no emotion. He stood up, straightened his appearance, and calmly asked Uesugi Kiyoshi, "I know you, Uesugi-kun?"

Where is Miss Maki?

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't know why this Dongwenhui executive, who was known as "Dongwenyu's confidant and direct subordinate," asked such a question, but that didn't stop him from giving a casual reply.

"We're splitting up; she'll be there soon."

All members who participated in tonight's battle were provided with headsets by the Collectors Association for communication and mutual support. Uesugi Kiyoshi knew about Maki Azuma's situation; it had been somewhat bumpy, but nothing serious.

"Let's not change the subject, Mr. Suzuki?"

"Would you mind taking me to meet Dong Wenyu? I'm in a bit of a hurry."

Suzuki Hidema nodded slowly, revealing a cheerful smile that surprised Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Why not?"

He readily agreed.

The sheer pleasure of it surprised Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Chapter 127 Toshogu Shrine, Dragonfly Cut

"Shall we leave now?"

Hidemasa Suzuki made an inviting gesture, bowing slightly like an English gentleman.

He seemed rather impatient.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was immediately taken aback.