Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

But Genji was just in a daze.

Maybe those guys who are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain are already searching Genji Heavy Industries. If she doesn't give them some time, Genji Chinushi is afraid that they won't be able to search completely. There are not many people as considerate as her.

It was just a bit boring to just wait there, so Genji was thinking about going to a brothel... Oh no, going to an erotic club, a top erotic club in Japan owned by her family. It would be a shame if she didn't watch the show.

She looked at Inuyama He and was about to say "keep playing the music and dancing" when she saw a person leaning against a brown-red pillar not far away. She was also wearing a red kimono, so much so that Genjiro didn't notice her at first.

So the words that were on the tip of his tongue took a turn and became: "Take them away and interrogate them thoroughly."

Inuyama He nodded quickly and told people to do as he was told. The red figure finally came slowly. When Eri saw her, her eyes lit up and she shouted happily, "Sister Kogure!"

Sakurai Kogure smiled at Eri, but the smile was so faint that it did not reach her eyes. She walked up to Genjitsu and bowed.

The status division among the Eight Sheqi Families is still very strict. No matter how familiar they are with each other in private, they still have to save face in public, especially when other family heads are present.

Yuan Zhinv felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, but she nodded calmly to show that she understood.

Sakurai Kogure stood up and glanced coldly at the two people behind Genji. The two girls were stunned and at a loss for a moment. Genji coughed lightly and said, "You all should leave."

The two girls felt as if they had been pardoned and hurriedly took their leave. Seeing this, Inuyama He also tactfully led his men to retreat, and soon there were only three of them left.

Eiry blinked, not quite understanding the reason for the strange atmosphere, but she remained silent.

Finally, it was Sakurai Kogure who broke the silence. Her gaze paused on Genji's short hair before she looked into her eyes and asked softly, "Are you healed?"

"That's about right." Yuan Zhinv said vaguely, and asked back, "Why are you here?"

She felt that she was not really lying. After all, she had pain shielding, so if the wound was going to burst, it would burst. She would do what she had to do and deal with it later. Apart from a slight impact on her combat effectiveness, there was nothing wrong with it.

"There are some things to deal with." Sakurai Kogure said, with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue in his voice.

Yuan Zhinv then realized that she looked very bad, and immediately frowned: "What happened?"

"nothing."

In response to this answer, Gen Chijou did not say anything, but just looked at her. Her eyes were calm, but with unquestionable majesty. Sakurai Kogure was too familiar with her, and he knew that she could not hide it as soon as he saw this expression.

After a moment of silence, Sakurai Kogure closed his eyes and said as if he had compromised: "It's not a big deal, it's just that my brother disappeared here the other day."

Yuan Zhinu was stunned: "You have a younger brother?"

"Yes, he is my half brother. He also had a bloodline problem and was isolated from the family since he was young. Later, I went to ask the head of the family to have him released. He has been working in the logistics department here ever since."

Sakurai Kogure said softly: "His name is Sakurai Akira."

……

Italy.

In the ancient building, an old man with snow-white hair was lying on a sunken wood recliner carved with exquisite patterns, resting with his eyes closed. The phoenix emblem of the Gattuso family was hanging high above his head, shining brightly.

Someone approached quietly and whispered in the old man's ear with a tone full of respect.

"Elder, Mr. Frost had someone send a video for you to review."

The old man did not open his eyes, but asked: "Where is Pompeii?"

"The master of the house is currently in ancient Egypt... uh, doing research."

"Humph, you might as well just say he's having sex with a woman." The old man opened his eyes, and a brilliant golden light flashed across his cloudy eyes: "What video?"

The visitor quickly handed over the phone with both hands. There was a paused video in the phone and the old man clicked to play it.

In the video, a huge and ferocious black dragon was roaring hoarsely, and the pale and thin girl was swinging her knife at the dragon fiercely.

In front of the huge monster, the girl was as small as a piece of appetizer, but even with such a tiny figure, she was able to chop the dragon so hard that it had no chance to fight back.

The hoarse roars continued incessantly. The black dragon struggled frantically, but it could not get rid of the ghostly shadow. Blood splattered everywhere and the river overflowed.

In the end, the slender girl chopped off the monster's head with one blow after another!

What a bloody and violent scene it is! It looks like the special effects produced at great expense in a sci-fi blockbuster.

Even though the video had stopped, the servant still couldn't recover for a long time. It was not until the old man played it again that he was awakened by the horrifying sound effects. He suddenly realized that his back was wet with cold sweat without him knowing when.

The old man's expression also became solemn. He replayed the video repeatedly, as if he was confirming something.

Looking at the bloody scene, the attendant murmured unconsciously: "Is this... the road to becoming a god?"

The old man finally turned off the video. His face was calm, but his cloudy eyes became extremely deep, revealing emotions that others could not understand.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to disturb the silent dead.

"No, this should be a Majesty whose identity we don't know yet who has crawled back from hell."

Chapter 156: Of course the garbage must be thrown away

Sakurai Akira was awakened by the pain. He opened his eyes and saw darkness in front of him. The small environment restricted his freedom. He could not move his hands and feet and could only curl up. He seemed to be locked in a cage.

It was a very rough cage, with even exposed iron nails, and the cage was very bumpy, as if it was in a moving car. Sakurai Akira's back had just hit the iron nails hard, and he woke up immediately from the pain.

His hands and feet were tied, his mouth was sealed, and he was locked in a cage, unable to see anything. It was really a terrible situation. Sakurai Akira felt that he might have been kidnapped.

But this conclusion made him very confused, because he couldn't figure out who would kidnap him.

Akira Sakurai is 20 years old this year. He used to work as a janitor in a church school and is also a graduate of that school.

But this is no ordinary school, it is a prison used by the family to imprison those with unstable bloodlines. Sakurai Akira has been locked up since he was five years old when his bloodline was found to be problematic. From then on, the only thing left in his world is the square sky above the stone wall.

He takes tests every year, and the results are always qualified. As long as he keeps doing this, he will be free at the age of 40 and become an uncle who grows old before he has time to grow up.

Sakurai Akira didn't want this to happen, but he had no choice but to write childish novels in a notebook and pretend that he was the protagonist of the adventure story.

Until that day, a person who claimed to be his sister appeared and brought him out of the mountains.

Sakurai Akira has almost no memories of his childhood and has no idea that he has an older sister.

He always thought that even if he still had relatives, they would be the kind of people who wanted him to die quickly so as to distance themselves from him. This would cover up the fact that they gave birth to an evil ghost, and this would explain why no relative had come to visit him for so many years.

It's hard to say whether he hates or not. After all, he doesn't even remember what his parents look like. They are more like strangers. Who would hate a stranger whose appearance he can't even remember? Even disappointment becomes powerless.

So when the charming girl who claimed to be his sister came to pick him up, he was very surprised. He was so surprised that he was not even surprised. He just subconsciously asked why.

Why did you come to save him? Why didn't you come earlier? Why are you here now?

The girl was wearing a scarlet dress and holding a white umbrella. She walked towards him step by step against the thick fog in the mountains.

Hearing his question, the girl said casually: "Maybe it's because my bloodline is also problematic, but I met someone who saved me, and seeing that you were so lonely, I wanted to help you."

She said this in a very perfunctory manner, as if she was just making up an excuse.

But Sakurai Akira didn't really care what she said, nor did he care whether she was his sister or not. He only knew that he was free, and the cage that had trapped him for so many years was finally broken.

Because the courses in the mountains only went up to high school, he had never left the school in the mountains and had almost no ability to survive, so the girl introduced him to a job.

- Working as a temporary logistics worker doing errands and hard labor for a red-light club.

This job was much more tiring than the work in the school deep in the mountains, but Sakurai Akira was very happy, not only because the girl who brought him out never showed up again and seemed to have no intentions, but also because he finally received his first salary.

He rented a small house and every night he could go to the store opposite the house to buy some food and drinks. These things were out of reach in the mountains, but now they were within reach.

Sakurai Akira often felt like he was living in a dream, and also felt that this period of time was the only time in the past twenty years that he felt like he was alive.

He is very content and is saving money seriously. His next goal is to rent a house with a bathroom so that he doesn't have to go out to the public toilet in the middle of the night.

He only needs one month's salary to reach his goal. In two days, he will receive his salary. He has already found a house, which he has carefully selected for a long time. It is still very small, but it has a bathroom and a kitchen.

But at this time he was kidnapped.

Sakurai Akira couldn't understand why someone like himself would be kidnapped. Aren't scenes like this exclusive to rich people in TV dramas?

He was penniless, had nothing, and didn't even know many people. He might be missing for a long time without anyone noticing. What was the point of kidnapping him? He wouldn't get any ransom at all!

Something must have gone wrong, Sakurai Akira thought wildly, his mind suddenly thinking about the salary he had not received yet, and then about the teacher Nami whom he had secretly loved in the mountains.

Until the box was suddenly opened and the dazzling light shone in, Sakurai Akira subconsciously squinted his eyes, but before he could react, he was dragged out.

The enormous force made Sakurai Akira helpless like a little chicken. He was thrown directly to the ground and hit his head hard. The pain made him see stars and couldn't see clearly for a long time.

"That's all." A rough male voice sounded with a hint of disdain: "Although they are garbage that no one cares about, if too many of them disappear at once, it will still easily attract attention, so I only caught a few separately."

"We have investigated and found that they are all temporary workers. They have no friends or relatives. No one will care if they die."

It took Sakurai Akira a long time to recover. When he opened his eyes, he saw several burly men in black standing in front of him. Their faces were covered and he couldn't see them clearly, but they were obviously not Japanese, because there were very few Japanese who were so tall and strong. And they spoke fluent English.

Sakurai Akira couldn't understand what they were saying, but he could hear the indifference in their tone. A huge panic exploded in his heart, but he could only curl up and hide in the corner, praying that he could escape.

This seemed to be an abandoned warehouse, and next to him, there were several people lying in a mess on the messy ground. Each of them was tied up and their mouths were tightly sealed. They could only struggle and twist on the ground, making slight whimpering sounds.

A young man in a suit and tie glanced at them with disdain and said to the man in black, "Interrogate them, hurry up."

"Yes."

A man in black responded and dragged a thin girl out from the ground. He tore off the tape on the girl's mouth, but because he used too much force, the tape tore off a piece of flesh.

The girl whimpered in pain, but before she could make a sound, the man in black slapped her hard in the face.

The thin girl was slapped to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. The man in black walked over, grabbed the girl's messy hair, forced her to look up, and asked in a rough voice in Japanese:

"Are you from the Sheqi Eight Clan?"

The girl was speechless, her eyes were red and her face was full of tears, she just kept shaking her head.

"Speak!" the man roared, "If you don't speak, I'll kill you!"

The girl choked and spoke with difficulty, her voice trembling: "I, I don't know what you are talking about."

"Don't you work at the Paradise Pavilion? Aren't you from the Snake Eight Clan?"

"I don't know." The girl kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her delicate face: "I'm just working part-time. My grandpa is sick and I don't have money to save him. Please let my grandpa go. I'm the only one left. I'm just an ordinary person..."

"Damn it." The man cursed inwardly, took out his gun and shot the girl in the head.

Along with the vibration sound of the silencer, the girl's head exploded, and blood, flesh and brain matter splattered everywhere, but the man in black just kicked the limp body away with disgust.

He pulled out another person. This person was so frightened that he lost consciousness. He started crying and screaming as soon as the tape covering his mouth was removed. The man was extremely annoyed and shot him again.

"Kill slowly." The man in a suit frowned, "You kill so fast, what will you do after you're done?"

"Then go and catch more." The man in black chuckled, "The underworld is full of people at the bottom whose parents have both died and who have no one to rely on. No one cares if more of these scum dies, not to mention that there are people protecting them."

"Then it's up to you." After hearing what he said, the man in the suit didn't bother to care anymore. Just then his cell phone rang, so he walked aside to answer it.

"What's wrong, teacher?"