We agreed to be in a band for life, what the heck is Dragon Raja?

Yuan Zhisheng tried his best not to think about this question, because the more he thought about it, the more desolate he felt.

After emerging from that buried dry well, how many more people did Kazama Ruri kill? Was the number of casualties he caused really less than that of a dragon-shaped dead servant?

Perhaps from a numerical perspective, he should have abandoned the ordinary people who might be killed by the dragon-shaped deadmen and focused on hunting down the escaped Kazama Ruri.

But he couldn't bear to watch those ordinary people die tragically at the hands of the dragon-shaped dead servants.

Witnessing the passing of life firsthand is far more shocking than hearing about it from others.

Which choice is more just... or rather, is there really an answer to this question?

Yuan Zhisheng could never get rid of the inner demons he had about his younger brother, and so the thought of this problem caused him a deep, agonizing pain.

How long... will it be before I see you again...?

Yuan Zhisheng sighed inwardly.

Following the Kobe turmoil, the already strained relationship between the Hebi-Hachi family and the Oni-shu plummeted to its lowest point.

The next time they meet, it will most likely be on a new battlefield.

however,

at this time,

Genji suddenly received an urgent message from one of his operators.

"Did a high-ranking hybrid, possibly from the Fierce Ghost Clan, make a move?"

"What? Other high-ranking hybrids whose affiliation is unknown have suddenly appeared and are currently fighting this high-ranking hybrid who is suspected to be from the Fierce Ghost Clan?"

"I'll go there myself right away."

Yuan Zhisheng's heart suddenly tightened, followed by an overwhelming surge of joy.

The forces of the Demon Clan, hidden in Kobe, have finally revealed a few clues.

Although we don't yet know who this member of the Ghost Gang who was stopped is, as long as we can capture him, we can extract a lot of information from him.

"If only this person happened to be a young girl."

The source of childishness is the way of the heart.

However, he felt that there were very few mixed-race individuals in all of Japan who could rival Kazama Ruri.

If it really is him, this executive bureau agent will most likely not be able to release any information.

So Genji shook his head, dismissing the possibility.

He looked at Yabuki Sakura and said:

"Sakura, you've worked hard. Take a rest first."

"An agent reported other situations, I need to go there quickly."

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Zhisheng had already quickly mounted a motorcycle parked to the side, belonging to some unknown executive bureau agent, and headed straight for the location where the locator had been posted.

Behind him, Sakura Yabuki watched Genji's departing figure, and gently opened her mouth.

Then she closed her umbrella, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was exposed to the drizzle.

…………

…………

Ten minutes ago,

the other side,

The hotel that Nanon Ugetsu and her two companions had booked beforehand.

The hotel remains under martial law, and the hotel manager remains extremely vigilant unless personally notified by members of the Self-Defense Forces or Metropolitan Police Department.

When he was a child, he experienced an unprecedented earthquake in Kobe, and the aftershocks of that earthquake still haunt him.

It was at that time that he learned how despicable some people could be after a natural disaster.

Therefore,

He then ordered all hotel security personnel and lobby managers to remain on the first floor and in the corridors to guard against potential rioters.

"Why haven't the Self-Defense Forces and police officers come to take over the hotel yet?"

"But... at least we don't have to be so afraid of these monsters anymore."

"Sigh, the peak tourist season, which is a rare opportunity for hotels to make more money, is probably going to be a waste now."

The general manager sighed.

The damage caused by the Kobe riots is not limited to the mixed-race population.

The impact on ordinary people living in Kobe may be even more profound.

It is unclear how long it will take for the local tourism industry to recover after the unrest in Kobe.

For hotels like theirs, the annual profit basically depends on these two or three months. If this part of the income is affected, it will be a significant blow to all service personnel in the hotel industry.

Although for a general manager like him, it was just a matter of getting a little less performance bonus,

But for students who work hard to earn tuition or living expenses, and for the unemployed, the impact is no less than another Deadpool invasion.

"General Manager, the boxed meals prepared for the customers are ready."

Just then, the head chef of the hotel restaurant called him.

This was arranged by the general manager at the beginning of the Deadpool craze.

The hotel was full of guests, but no one knew how long the crisis would last. Without enough food, a riot might break out inside before Deadpool even arrived.

As the person in charge of the hotel, he had to take precautions in advance.

"Now we can notify the guests in the hotel to come down and collect it."

"Remember that each person can only receive one, and must be present in person; no one may collect it on their behalf."

The general manager gave instructions.

After the Deadpool incident, the hotel, in addition to the guests who had been staying in their rooms, also took in some refugees.

Most of these people were placed in rooms that were not rented out by the staff, and they waited anxiously for the crisis to end.

Following an announcement over the hotel's public address system, it wasn't long before almost all the guests who could come down the stairs or elevators arrived at the hotel lobby.

Having been trapped here for so long, many people have not eaten and are only relying on emergency food from the hotel to fill their stomachs.

Although they cannot go out yet, they can receive a boxed meal to replenish their energy, and many people have already cried with excitement.

Shifune Tsuzuki and Kaname Naya also came out of their rooms and into the lobby, mingling with a group of travelers whose faces showed either joy or sorrow, quietly watching this scene.

Duzhu Shichuan sighed:

"Lanna, let's go back to Tokyo first. In a few days, Grandma will take you to travel to other places."

Kaname Lenai nodded.

The two quickly received their boxed lunches.

I didn't expect to be blocked by the surging crowd as soon as I got to the elevator.

"Let's take the stairs."

Anyway, the stamina of the mixed-race people is very good, so a few floors are no problem at all.

Just as the two were leaving the elevator,

Yoro Nai turned her head in surprise and took a deep look at a figure that brushed past her.

"Lena, what's wrong?"

The capital city built a poetic boat to inquire about the Dao.

In Yoro's eyes, there was undisguised surprise:

“Grandma, I saw that there were two people inside his body.”

"Two people? What did your psychic vision see this time?"

The poet ship from the capital was also somewhat shocked.

Ask Lena to gently close her eyes and recall the scene she had just seen:

"I first saw a Kabuki actor with a bewitching face. He was standing in a sea of ​​blood, wearing a blood-red hunting robe."

"There is also a handsome young man hiding inside his body, weeping."

"Moreover, I've seen this person before. He seems to have visited the old site of Live House Space once, which is why it felt so familiar to me."

"He is clearly a high-level hybrid, with a bloodline level that is far beyond my imagination."

“They must be from the Demon Clan,” said Tsuzuki Shifune.

"Otherwise, why would a hybrid of this level be here?"

Before arriving at the hotel, she had seen several Executive Bureau agents on the street while hunting the Killer.

After hunting down Deadpool, these people most likely won't stay in one place. Even if they do, they'll probably be among the ones responsible for maintaining order.

Therefore, the person that Rakuna just saw definitely does not belong to the Snake-Headed Eight Family.

now,

The two had already stepped onto the stairs, and they were speaking very softly. Even if you stood next to them, you might not be able to hear what they were saying.

But suddenly,

The entire stairwell fell into a deathly silence.

Behind Tsuzuki Shifune and Kaname, a voice drifted out:

"As expected of Tsuzuki Shifune-senpai, he deduced my identity with just this little bit of information."

"And the lady beside you has a truly peculiar lineage, being able to see so many scenes through 'spiritual vision'."

Ruri Kazama smiled.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Kazama Ruri."

"A high-ranking member of the Ghost Gang, codenamed 'Dragon King'."

"I specifically looked for you in Tokyo before, but unfortunately we couldn't meet, which was a bit of a disappointment at the time,"

"I never expected to meet you here."

Chapter 208 Kazama Ruri VS Tsuzuki Shifune, Demanding Rana's Words of Power

"Kazama... Ruri?"

Du Zhushi turned around and pronounced the name of the alluring figure before him, word by word.

"The Demon King... of the Demon Clan?"

In all her years as a hunter, she hadn't seen many powerful figures, but facing this young man, she still felt a sense of dread.

She had no idea anyone was approaching her and Yao Lena until the voice rang out, at which point she realized that there was a high-level hybrid behind them.

Yoro Nai suddenly swayed.

In her 'spiritual vision', Kazama Ruri's figure suddenly changed. The boy in the blood-red hunting robe suddenly revealed a ferocious smile and actually stood up from the sea of ​​blood.

The image that appeared in the 'spiritual vision' was particularly terrifying, and at the same time, there seemed to be an indescribable resentment emanating from it.

Yoro Nai had never seen such a bizarre scene in her 'spiritual vision' before, and her consciousness was immediately shaken.

Fortunately, she had high mental strength, which prevented her from being more severely affected.

Kazama Ruri remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

His Word of Power, 'Dream Eater,' is the most powerful Word of Power among all the Words of Power in the White King's lineage, showcasing the White King's spiritual strength.

Moreover, given his bloodline rank, for Lena to use "spiritual vision" to spy on him would be almost no different from staring at him directly.

If he hadn't deliberately stopped, Yoro Nai would probably have lost her ability to move by now.

Duzhu Poetry Boat asked in a deep voice:

"Is there anything I can help you with?"