Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"Onikiri might be usable by outsiders, but it's impossible for anyone outside the Oni-Hyōbu Genji bloodline to use it."

“You keep your word, so I won’t let you suffer any loss. I’ll just have to do a little work to help you remove the curse from Genji.”

As he spoke, Shuten-dōji waved his hand.

The gourd let out a big burp, opened its mouth and spat out a miniature suit of armor.

The old-fashioned Japanese helmet was exactly the same as the one that Minamoto Haruya had just worn.

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu made these things very strange, mixing onmyoji incantations, imprinting onmyoji arrays, and the Minamoto clan's family incantations, plus the blood and souls of demons and gods as offerings, and finally choosing a master for them, using the master's heart and soul to nurture the weapons and armor, ensuring that these demon and god artifacts can become stronger day by day."

"As a price, the masters of Onikiri and Oni-heibu, apart from those exceptionally talented strongmen, are mostly short-lived."

"If you're thinking of using it for self-defense, you'd better think it through!"

After saying this, Shuten-dōji moved and vanished into crimson smoke.

Uesugi Kiyoshi picked up the miniature armor, which was covered in an unknown slime that looked like the saliva of a demon gourd, with a hint of disgust. He examined the "Demon Soldier" with a flickering expression.

"I don't believe a piece of armor can defeat me."

"Besides, my relationship with the Genji is no longer completely unrelated."

Chapter 189 Taking It Out

"Alright, that's a wrap."

Uesugi Kiyoshi disdainfully rinsed and wiped the miniature armor with rainwater, put it in his pocket, and casually remarked this to his friend.

Unexpectedly, Kudo Yuichi shrugged.

"If you're going to help someone out, young master Uesugi, could you go and catch someone for me?"

Kudo Yuichi casually pointed, and Uesugi Kiyoshi looked in that direction. Not far away, behind the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of a tall building, there was a figure with a frightened expression.

"The young master of the Yamamoto family, like you, is vengeful. He wouldn't miss the chance to see me die on the spot. I'm afraid he's the one who did all of this today. Otherwise, my plans wouldn't have been so easily leaked, and those firearms wouldn't have been so hard to get."

"Given his personality, he would definitely find a good angle to watch his enemies who once humiliated him die at his hands."

Uesugi Seiichi frowned, looking somewhat displeased.

"Can't you speak properly? How am I being vindictive? I just clearly distinguish between gratitude and resentment!"

Kudo Yuichi squinted at the corpses of the remaining members of the Genkai in front of him, then thought about the raging fire at the Genkai headquarters that night, and nodded with a forced smile.

"Well then, young master Uesugi, who is clear about right and wrong, lend a hand. That fool is about to run away."

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced back and, sure enough, saw Yamamoto Ryosuke hurriedly trying to leave.

"It's nothing, but are you alright on your own? It might not be safe here."

Reaching out of his collar, he pulled out an antique pocket watch. Kudo Yuichi tapped the dial, and it produced a clear, melodious chime.

"Don't underestimate me, Qing. I'm not that easy to kill."

"In short, if we capture that idiot Ryosuke Yamamoto today, we'll have another trump card to play against the Yamamoto family; it's icing on the cake."

Before he could finish speaking, Uesugi Kiyoshi's figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.

"Alright, I'll go take a look. And you can keep that knee-cutting sword on the ground for me! I've been researching dual-wielding lately, and I'm missing a side sword!"

Only his words remain, echoing in the wind and rain.

Ryosuke Yamamoto's face was as gloomy as the rain clouds in the sky.

He mumbled incoherently, spewing vulgarities, his expression already turning ugly.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Uesugi Kiyoshi's strength; he simply didn't believe that Uesugi Kiyoshi and Kudo Yuichi would dare to kill him in public, as that would be tantamount to turning against the entire Yamamoto family.

He was different from that young master who was kicked out of the Genji clan; he had the Yamamoto family, which was deeply rooted in the police department, as his backing.

What he was worried about was that if Kudo Yuichi seized on this matter and exposed it along with all the dirt on him, he might really be completely abandoned by his ruthless father.

That old geezer has quite a few mistresses outside, and probably a whole bunch of illegitimate children. It wouldn't be too much trouble to just support one of them to take over.

By then, all the status and resources I enjoy now will be someone else's wedding dress.

With a furrowed brow and an unpleasant expression, Yamamoto Ryosuke walked a few steps to the back door on the first floor. As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Uesugi Kiyoshi calmly holding his sword, looking at him with amusement.

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"Step aside!"

Ryosuke Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, then changed "get out of the way" to the more polite "get out of the way".

He had heard of the Collectors Association, but he both envied and looked down on these extraordinary individuals, harboring a mixture of sourness and disdain.

This is normal. He is the young master of a large family, pampered and privileged. He was born at a height that others could never reach in their entire lives. He always looks down on others. Even though he knows Uesugi Kiyoshi's strength, he is not actually that afraid of him.

Because he has confidence in himself.

The Yamamoto family is his source of confidence. This is a common problem for politicians from large families: they always view things and people from their own perspective. No matter how well they try to hide it, their sense of superiority is impossible to conceal.

Just like now, Yamamoto Ryosuke is certain that Uesugi Kiyoshi won't do anything to him. When zaibatsu and political parties clash, they play by means, not by fists. No matter how insidious the underhanded tactics are, they are common. But when they meet, they will definitely be all smiles and give each other face.

Of course, people cannot be generalized.

He still vividly remembers the beating Kudo Yuichi gave him yesterday, which is why he's being so polite now.

However, in Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes, his polite words were basically a "provocation".

Uesugi Kiyoshi, of course, did not step aside. He had carefully studied Yamamoto Ryosuke's "heroic deeds" yesterday, and now his gaze toward him was as sharp as a knife.

Whether before or after his time travel, Uesugi Kiyoshi never considered himself a good person—at least not a kind one.

Have you ever seen a good person so readily resort to violence and attack?

But he also has his bottom line.

Ryosuke Yamamoto is someone who clearly crossed his bottom line.

"I heard that you provide shelter for some unscrupulous gangs, sell drugs, trick young girls into becoming addicted, and then use that as leverage to make them your playthings?"

"What's most hateful is that when you get tired of them, you just hand them over to those gangsters, either to work as prostitutes or to make films, turning them into your money-making tools?"

"Ghosts and gods eat people? You scum are no better than those ghosts and gods; you're both deserving of death!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi stroked the hilt of his sword, his tone cold and menacing.

He wasn't acting on behalf of Heaven, but the crimes of this spoiled young master in front of him made him very unhappy.

Yamamoto Ryosuke looked Uesugi Kiyoshi up and down expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense. Are you a policeman or am I?"

"You've said so much, but do you have any evidence?"

"If you have evidence, go ahead and sue me!"

This is the most common and unambiguous way of trying to smooth things over, but if an ordinary citizen were to sue Yamamoto Ryosuke over this matter, it would most likely be fruitless.

Many of the things he did were borderline, he remained behind the scenes, and it was considered "fault on both sides." By hiring an elite legal team, he could have easily turned a major issue into a minor one, and a minor one into nothing.

Uesugi Kiyoshi smiled slightly, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

It seems you don't know me very well.

He whispered something, but Yamamoto Ryosuke didn't hear it clearly and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

He was met with a slap so fast he couldn't even see it.

Uesugi Kiyoshi attacked with all his might, and Yamamoto Ryosuke was struck as if by lightning. He was sent flying by a slap, half of his face bulging out like an inflated balloon. He spat out several broken teeth covered in blood and foam, followed by a coughing fit from choking on the blood.

He curled up, supporting himself against the rain to avoid falling, and let out unconscious groans of pain.

He seemed completely stunned by the blow.

Uesugi Kiyoshi strolled over unhurriedly, his expression growing increasingly ferocious.

"Calling the police isn't my style; I prefer a more direct approach."

"Hey, Yuichi wants you alive, that's true, but I'll leave you alive so you can beat him up to vent your anger, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Today I'll show you what the cycle of karma and retribution truly mean!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt no psychological pressure at all about bullying a powerful and wicked second-generation official.

He had mastered the control of his strength at will, and if he stepped forward and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, he could guarantee that he wouldn't kill Yamamoto Ryosuke.

However, the injuries sustained by Officer Yamamoto, the son of a high-ranking official, were becoming increasingly severe.

Just then, Uesugi Kiyoshi paused slightly, suddenly stopped moving, and his eyes changed.

Yamamoto Ryosuke's battered body suddenly underwent a noticeable change.

His injuries healed rapidly; the mangled wounds suddenly emitted an eerie purple light, and then a thin layer of scales grew out.

It's just like.

A snake that has just finished shedding its skin!

Chapter 190 Surprise

"Hey, looks like there's been an unexpected bonus. It seems that those who champion justice are always favored by fate."

Uesugi Kiyoshi muttered to himself, then stopped attacking. Instead, he took a step back and watched with excitement the strange changes in Yamamoto Ryosuke's body, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.

He was in good shape. The aura emanating from Yamamoto Ryosuke did not make him feel uneasy at all, and it was even less so than that of the snake-like woman who had already escaped but was wearing a tracking device.

"what is this?"

"He was transformed into a Ritualist?"

"No, that's not right. He doesn't seem to be a follower of any god. He has no reverence at all. He's just a spoiled rich kid."

"Could it be one of those cheap cannon fodder ritualists created by Shuten-dōji, who rely on the souls of demons and gods?"

"That doesn't make sense either. He's lucid and acts rationally, not like someone who's irrational."

"Interesting. Interesting!"

"Is this the method of those Outer Gods? It is indeed quite different from others."

While he was thinking, Yamamoto Ryosuke had already struggled to get up from the ground.

His eyes had turned into the vertical pupils of a cold-blooded reptile. His clothes were tattered, a result of being beaten by Uesugi Kiyoshi. Crowded and purplish-blue skin had begun to crack and peel off in patches, and thin, pale purple scales were rapidly climbing all over his body.