From Hokage to Visionary

"If I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you."

Adam pushed the frame down and a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"No need."

Chu Zihang's hand holding the knife handle trembled slightly.

"Sorry, I'm the team leader."

The next second, Caesar flexed his muscles and stood out as well. He glanced at Adam, then looked at Fengjian Liuli and grinned, "Several people came, so several people should go back. Or... or you can consider taking us all over to meet your...chan?"

"It's General Wang."

Sakura on the side couldn't help but remind her.

"Oh, yes, General Wang."

Caesar clenched his fists, making a clicking sound. He blocked Adam with his broad and muscular body, ripped open his shirt, and hooked his fingers: "The name is not important. I was worried that there would be no show tonight. Seeing that you are dressed so fancy, why don't you give us a show."

“That’s called a theatrical costume.”

Chu Zihang looked sideways at him and spoke.

"None of that matters."

Caesar shook his finger as if to say, "I understand."

The atmosphere was obviously very tense, but after Caesar's behavior, Yuan Zhisheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling that it was actually a bit weird.

Feng Jian Liuli's eyes were slightly cold: "Well, I didn't think that I could solve this matter calmly."

As they were talking, those who had been left behind just now caught up with them and quickly surrounded them.

"Young Master, do you need to ask for support from our family?"

Ying frowned. As the saying goes, a swarm of ants can kill an elephant. In the current situation, even if they were made of iron, they would not be able to withstand a few nails.

"I made everyone laugh."

Yuan Zhisheng exhaled lightly, and his sharp eyes swept around. A hint of anger appeared on his feminine face: "On behalf of the Eight Snake Clans, I will give you an explanation for this matter."

"superior."

Feng Jian Liuli's eyes were indifferent, and she said in a cold voice: "Except for the blond man with glasses, the rest... can be killed."

Those people, who looked like evil spirits, with ferocious and cruel eyes flashing in their golden eyes, roared and rushed towards several people.

"presumptuous!"

Yuan Zhisheng roared angrily, veins bulged on his forehead, violent dragon blood surged in his body, his eyes burst into brilliant golden light, and he stomped his foot hard, causing the hard asphalt road to crack instantly.

boom!

Gravel flew everywhere and a strong wind blew up.

"Sakura, Yasha, Crow, protect them."

After leaving behind these words, Yuan Zhisheng's figure shot out like a cannonball, wrapped in a violent gust of wind, aiming directly at the leader of the fierce ghosts - Fengjian Liuli!

The alchemical sword at his waist cut like a stream of light.

Clang!

Yuan Zhisheng gripped the knife handle tightly, from top to bottom.

The sharp blade dragged visible air waves, as if it was going to split the air. With a tremendous force, its violent momentum poured down like a waterfall, slashing towards Fengjian Liuli.

Fengjian Liuli's movements were extremely fast, as if she had already anticipated his movements. She turned half a turn and drew her sword and swung it straight forward. The crimson blade rubbed against the air and made a sharp whistle.

when! ! !

The blades collided with each other like a raging tide, emitting dazzling sparks that illuminated the faces of both parties in the dark night. The two pairs of blazing golden eyes stared at each other, like thunder and lightning striking each other.

The sharp sword energy spread out like a rainstorm.

With the two of them as the center, radiating out to a radius of more than ten meters in all directions, the smooth asphalt road was cut into pieces.

On the other side, members of the Ghost Clan pounced on them.

Chu Zihang let out a light breath, and then his tyrannical aura, as if he was a king dominating the world, filled the space in an instant. Dry and hot flames surged, and the void was violently distorted to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Yanling·Junyan!

In an instant, the blazing white flames burned violently, and a column of fire rose up into the sky. The terrifying high temperature wrapped in the sea of ​​fire and engulfed the fierce ghosts that rushed up.

Looking at the two groups of people fighting fiercely, Adam pushed his glasses lightly, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his lips.

In the sight, there is a line of almost transparent subtitles floating.

[Main Quest: Promotion Sequence 3-Dream Weaver]

[Completion ceremony: In a promotion ceremony involving a high-level life, implant a carefully woven false dream and let it completely fall into the dream you woven, and then wake it up at the last moment. When its dream collapses and its emotions are out of control, take the magic potion to complete the promotion. ]

[Reward: 0-08 Alesuhod's Pen]

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 285 Inuyama Congratulations

For a moment, the battlefield was divided into two.

Gen Chisei and Kazama Ruri, a duo with an unclear relationship, passionately fought each other in the night.

Both of them were holding ancient alchemical swords. With every collision, brilliant sparks would burst out, and their all-out offensive was like a continuous rainstorm or a mighty raging wave.

And every time they swung their swords, they were determined to kill each other.

They were like two bloodthirsty beasts in the jungle. No matter how badly they were injured, they were determined to hunt each other down. They used their sharp fangs to tear apart each other's fur, bite off each other's flesh, chew up each other's bones, and then swallowed them bit by bit into their stomachs, completely erasing any trace of each other's existence.

In the eyes of bystanders, they might think that the two had some deep hatred.

However, Sakura, who was Genchisei's assistant, knew that the two should have been the closest of brothers, but due to some wrong reasons, they took completely opposite paths.

"Genji-jo!"

"I said my name is Kazama Ruri!"

when!

The blades collided again.

Each other's figures were reflected in each other's golden eyes.

Yuan Zhisheng held the hilt of the knife and slashed it diagonally from bottom to top, creating an arc of light. The blade tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Fengjian Liuli blocked with his sword, but was hit by the powerful blow and was knocked back several steps. His wrists kept shaking, and it felt like he was being run over by a steamroller. The force was simply astonishing.

The sharp sword energy scattered, cutting through the hard road surface, creating crisscrossing cracks like a spider web.

On the other side, Caesar and Chu Zihang faced those people who had been transformed by the fierce ghosts, and the situation became one-sided.

The blazing flames roared past, the hot sea of ​​fire engulfed the twisted figure, Chu Zihang

Caesar pulled the trigger, and his favorite Desert Eagle spewed out dazzling flames in the dark night. The kinetic energy was released in the chamber, and the spinning brass bullet was fired. Under the guidance of the Word Spirit Kamaitachi, it could accurately hit those fierce demons who were waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Although it was the first time for the two of them to work together, they had a great level of tacit understanding and there was no sense of unfamiliarity at all.

Suddenly, Fengjian Liuli seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up and looked to the side.

At the end of the inky night, on the asphalt highway, the faint moonlight shone, dragging a figure extremely long.

The majestic momentum came like a landslide and tsunami. In an instant, everyone present felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts, as if they were in a deep ocean ten thousand meters deep. The air was like sticky gel, and as the figure approached, the smooth asphalt road surface continued to crack, emitting a wailing sound as it could not bear the heavy burden.

Click! Click! Click!

The asphalt road surface was cracked and disintegrated, as if it had been trampled by a giant beast.

Soon, with the help of a ray of moonlight peeking out from the dark clouds, everyone was able to see the person coming clearly. He was a white-haired old man, not very tall and strong. He was wearing a simple black haori, white socks and a pair of wooden clogs. He looked like an ordinary Japanese old man.

However, it was this ordinary-looking old man who seemed not worthy of attention, who made Fengjian Liuli feel like facing a formidable enemy.

Fengjian Liuli's violent golden pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

When they were about ten meters away, the old man stopped. His eyes seemed to be burning with a blazing flame that could not be extinguished. Pure gold flowed in them, containing unimaginable brutality and momentum. Although he looked weak and fragile, he paused the chaotic battlefield with just a glance.

"I am not in the mood to mess around with you guys today."

The old man spoke calmly, without even a hint of emotion, as if he was just telling a story: "In thirty seconds, get out of my sight, or you'll all stay."

"I didn't expect it to be the head of the Inuyama family." Fengjian Liuli put away the crimson long sword, sighed with some regret, looked at Adam who was hiding behind everyone with a playful look, and chuckled: "It seems that I can't ask you to go back today, but it doesn't matter. General Wang said that you will come sooner or later."

"Ten seconds left."

The head of the Inuyama family lifted up his haori, revealing the scabbard under his robe.

His voice was like a ghost calling for death at midnight, filled with extremely cold murderous intent, and the temperature on the entire street dropped sharply.

Seeing this, Fengjian Liuli no longer hesitated. He knew what would happen if he stayed there any longer.

"Adam Anglewide, you'll understand next time we meet."

Before leaving, Fengjian Liuli did not forget to leave these words and then retreated into the night.

"One second."

When the countdown ended, the aura of the head of the Inuyama family changed drastically, like the awakening Mount Fuji.

The extremely brutal aura seemed to come from an ancient beast. His ferocious golden pupils shone brightly. Then he grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist and exhaled turbid air from his mouth.

The next moment, a piercing sonic boom suddenly sounded, tearing apart the silent night.

Everything within the dozens-meter-long street seemed to have been swept by a tornado. The violent and terrifying winds created a storm visible to the naked eye.

The dense sword light that could not be seen with the naked eye was like a mighty Nujiang River, forming a dazzling silver light pouring out, and penetrating every hole like mercury pouring on the ground, carrying an extremely terrifying momentum, swallowing up the "ghosts" that still surrounded them.

In a flash, no. almost just a blink of an eye, those people just now turned into countless tiny pieces of meat.

A large amount of blood was splattered on the asphalt road, and the old man wearing a black feather robe slowly put the knife in his hand into the sheath, his eyes lowered, his face expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, the premise is that we need to ignore the hundreds of clear knife marks that are deeply engraved on the asphalt road surface, with the old man as the center and expanding forward.

"Master Inuyama, why are you here?"

Yuan Zhisheng spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and his already feminine face looked a little pale.

Obviously, the battle with Fengjian Liuli just now was not easy for him.

"Mr. Masamune asked me to come."

The head of the Inuyama family explained the reason, and then looked at the three people from Kassel and said calmly: "On behalf of the Eight Snake Clan, I apologize for what happened tonight. Regarding this matter, the Eight Snake Clan will soon give you three a satisfactory explanation and reply."

"Who is this?"

Caesar put away his joking expression. He still respected his elders, especially the strong ones.

"Excuse me, let me introduce myself."

Yuan Zhisheng straightened his appearance and said seriously, "This is Mr. Inuyama Ka, the current head of the Inuyama family, one of the Eight Snake Families, and the first director of the Japanese Executive Department."

"Everyone, please."

Inuyama He glanced at the blond young man wearing glasses calmly, and his eyes flickered inexplicably. He then continued, "The representatives of the Eight Snake Families are already in Takamagahara, preparing a formal welcome ceremony for the three special envoys who have just arrived in Japan. Please move aside."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 286 The Eight Snake Families

I thought this trip to Japan would not be as smooth as I imagined.

While on Sleipnir, Caesar took some time to log into the Night Watch Forum, looking through the students who had been sent to Japan before, intending to make some preparations in advance.

After all, the Japanese branch is extremely xenophobic, and the 'Snake Eight Families' is the largest and longest-established underworld organization in Japan, having dominated the Japanese underworld for thousands of years. Any underworld leader, after conquering a piece of territory, must personally go to the shrine of the Snake Eight Families to 'burn incense' to show that he obeys the underworld laws formulated by the Snake Eight Families.

Yes, even those in the underworld have to abide by the "law" in order to survive legitimately.

Use the greatest violence to control violence, and this is the rule believed by the Eight Snake Clans.

The Eight Sheqi Families originated thousands of years ago and were divided into three major surnames and five minor surnames. All of them were composed of mixed-race people. They were so powerful that even the mixed-race families in Europe were unwilling to provoke them.

Even Kassel Academy cannot force them and can only take a gentler approach.

Therefore, it has almost become a tradition for the Japanese branch to abuse the specialists sent by the headquarters, and the academy can only turn a blind eye and pretend not to know.

The two sides maintain a tacit understanding that as long as the bottom line is there, they will not completely fall out.