Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

Genji was sitting in the back seat with the cherry-red sword across her legs.

Unparalleled power boiled in her blood. She had been waiting for this day for almost twenty-one years, but when it finally came, her heart was unexpectedly calm.

To be honest, it was a bit hasty, but it doesn’t matter. In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or trickery is of no consequence.

Gen Chinu thought clearly that now was the best time. She couldn't make another breakthrough in a short period of time. The longer she stayed in Tokyo, the easier it would be to be exposed.

She had just massacred Masamune Tachibana's pet pool, and no one knew when Masamune Tachibana would find out. By the time he found out, he would definitely be on guard. It would be better to kill him in one go, which would catch him off guard.

Half an hour ago, Sakurai Kogure used Ryoma's authority to give orders to the top leaders of the Oni Clan, asking everyone to gather at Gokurakukan.

This order came suddenly, but because the king and Minamoto no Chitose usually hid behind the scenes and issuing orders was entirely up to Sakurai Kogure, the high-level members of the Oni Clan did not notice anything wrong.

When Yuan Zhinu arrived, those people were already waiting in the Paradise Hall.

When Yuan Zhinv appeared in front of everyone in a long black dress and high heels, everyone was surprised.

It's not just because of why the Dragon King, who was willing to be a hostage for the organization, would come back, but also because of Genjitsu's grand attire. She looks like she is about to be crowned, or going to a grand funeral.

Sakurai Kogure followed behind Genji from beginning to end, holding her cherry-red long sword in both hands, silent and solemn.

The entire hall was silent, with only the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the ground. Everyone's eyes followed the black figure, with different and complex expressions.

Yuan Zhinu seldom appears in front of these people, but every time she appears it represents a bloody storm. Over the years, more people have died at the hands of this Dragon King than at the hands of her family.

So when her eyes swept across the crowd, no one dared to look at her, and everyone lowered their heads. These evil ghosts who were doing all kinds of evil and brutal violence outside would bow their heads for greater violence.

"I called everyone here because I have something to announce."

Yuan Zhinv looked at these guys with ulterior motives and spoke word by word: "From today on, the fierce ghosts will only have me as their master."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and someone subconsciously asked: "What about General Wang?"

"I said, from now on, the fierce ghosts will only have me as their master. Do you understand?"

The man subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he saw the gradually golden eyes of Yuan Zhinv, his whole body froze. An indescribable fear spread in his heart. The words of rebuttal came to his lips but he swallowed them back. He quickly lowered his head and dared not speak again.

The news was too abrupt and too sudden. No one expected that the first thing the Dragon King would do after disappearing for more than ten days was to seize power and rebel. The king general was nowhere to be found.

The crowd gradually began to get restless, with whispers ringing out.

Yuan Zhinv looked at the restless crowd and repeated calmly: "I will say this one last time. From now on, everyone just needs to obey my orders. Does anyone have any objections?"

"I have an opinion!" Someone spoke up, his voice full of uncontrollable anger: "Dragon King, what do you want to do? Where do you want to put the king? Do you want to rebel?"

Yuan Zhinv looked at the person who was speaking. He was a man with tattoos all over his body and strong muscles. He was one of the most loyal generals among the fierce ghosts.

This person is also the strongest among these people. He possesses the Bronze Throne of Words, which can greatly enhance muscle strength. He can even tear the family's executives to pieces with his bare hands. He has a very strong reputation among the fierce ghosts and is the fourth person after Sakurai Kogure.

At this moment, this man stared at Yuan Zhinv without fear, his angry eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Yuan Zhinv ignored his anger and continued to ask in a calm tone: "Does anyone else have any objections?"

No one dared to speak, and the atmosphere became tense.

Gen Chinu nodded and raised her hand slightly. Sakurai Kogure immediately stepped forward and respectfully placed the knife in his hands into hers.

The man roared at the sight. His muscles swelled and hardened instantly. The bulging muscles tore through his clothes. His already huge body swelled again. His whole body took on a light metallic color, and his eyes glowed with a fiery golden color.

"Bitch, I'm going to tear you apart right now!"

The man rushed towards Yuan Zhinv like a mad bull. His strength was so great that the smooth marble on the floor shattered instantly when his bulging calves stepped on it. His terrifying power was comparable to that of a wild beast.

Compared with the crazy man, the thin girl was like a branch swaying in the wind, but there was no expression on her face. She raised her head slightly, revealing a pair of golden eyes.

Those eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power. Everyone who saw them would subconsciously fall into a trance. The most unforgettable memories deep in their memory would be triggered, and together they would weave a dream like going out to sea, forcibly dragging people into it.

The beast-like man was caught off guard when he met those eyes. His body suddenly froze and he stood still.

The expression on his face was even ferocious, and it looked like a comedy skit that had suddenly been paused.

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Genjitsu slowly drew out her knife, and just as she was about to chop off the man's head, a soft sigh came from behind her, followed by an indescribable clapping sound.

Yuan Zhinu paused, and a man wearing a strange mask walked out of the darkness. He held two small sticks in his hands, walked slowly behind Yuan Zhinu, and whispered:

"Girl, you are making trouble again. What are you doing?"

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Yuan Zhinu suddenly exerted force with her paused arm and chopped off the head of the man in front of her with a fierce knife.

Amid the splatter of blood, Yuan Zhinv turned around without hesitation and kicked Wang Jiang hard. The man was caught off guard and fell to the ground. Before he could react, a high-heeled shoe had already stepped on his face.

Yuan Zhinu slowly exerted force on her foot, and the sharp heel pierced the man's eye. The eyeball burst instantly, blood gushed out, and the man let out a painful hiss.

The girl slowly bent down, admiring the painful and twisted expression on the face of this strange man. The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and the expression on her face could even be described as sunny and warm.

I only heard her speak softly and smiled, "Can't you see? I'm usurping the throne."

Chapter 46 Revenge

The girl's movements were so fast that no one could see clearly how she swung the knife. It seemed like in the blink of an eye, the man who was as ferocious as a beast rolled on the ground with blood spurting out. The king who was so high up in everyone's heart was also trampled to the ground.

There was a layer of white scales covering the slender calves of Yuan Zhinv, and her muscles rose and fell slowly under the scales. She seemed light and powerless, but the king who was knocked to the ground by her could not break free no matter what and could only struggle in vain.

The eyeballs were pierced, the long knife was dripping blood, and the head that fell to the ground was still rolling. This bloody and horrifying scene deeply shocked everyone.

Gen Chinu just slowly wiped the knife, she seemed to enjoy the process very much. The white cloth was stained with red blood, and the cherry red long knife seemed to be a little darker in color, revealing a terrifying murderous aura.

Wang Jiang was still unwilling to struggle. His hands, which were cramped with pain, tried hard to shake the clapper in his hand. The strange rustling sound of the clapper rang out again, but Yuan Zhinv did not react at all. She even smiled mockingly.

With his arm slightly raised, the cherry-red long sword chopped down casually, and the king's hand that was shaking the clapper broke with a sound. The man let out a painful roar as blood splattered everywhere. He could only watch the wooden clapper rolling to the ground and being crushed by Yuan Zhinv's foot.

"You look surprised?" Yuan Zhinv lowered her head and looked down at the man who was convulsing in pain. The smile on her face grew bigger and bigger, with a hint of crazy mockery.

"Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of controlling me?"

"From the moment you controlled me, you should have expected this to happen sooner or later. Those who raise evil spirits will eventually be devoured by them."

"Don't you like to eat up other people's value to climb up? Then today, I will climb up by stepping on your corpse. I want you to watch how the fierce ghost group you founded is conquered by me."

As these words came out, the gold in Yuan Zhinv's eyes became more dazzling. Her sharp gaze slowly swept over everyone present, her expression paranoid and crazy.

Everyone whose eyes caught her gaze lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to even look at her, let alone resist.

Seeing this, the smile on Minamoto Chikōnō's face suddenly became even brighter. She smiled and said, "Very good, this is really a day worth celebrating. For this historic moment, let's celebrate with the life of our Lord General."

Before she finished speaking, she lifted her foot slightly, her calf muscles bulging slightly, and finally brought it down high.

"boom--"

Under everyone's horrified gaze, General Wang's head instantly shattered into pieces like a watermelon, with red and white splashing all over the ground.

Before she died, the king only saw the girl's smile as bright as the sun and eyes like molten gold. Killing made her excited and happy. What a terrifying madness she was. She was just like a lunatic. Anyone who dared to disobey her orders would surely die.

Bloody and brutal, like the god of death on earth.

Before his complete death, General Wang finally realized that he had made a serious mistake. The creature he had picked up from that remote town was never a kind and easy-to-control puppet, but a real evil ghost.

He released the devil himself.

As Yuan Zhinv stomped on the king's head, the entire hall became silent again, and you could hear a pin drop.

Genji picked up a cigar, and Sakurai Kogure immediately stepped forward to light it for her. The woman held the bloody knife in one hand and the cigar in the other.

The red lips slightly opened, white smoke rose, and the girl's delicate but pale face could not be seen clearly under the smoke, only the scarlet firelight was faintly visible.

"Now, does anyone else have any opinions?"

No one dared to speak. The terrifying pressure swept over everyone like a tidal wave. Everyone knew how cruel this bloody queen was. She was covered in blood and was bloodthirsty. You either submit to her or die.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to his knees with a thud, lowering his usually arrogant head deeply.

This seemed to have triggered a chain reaction. One after another, people knelt down. In just a moment, everyone was prostrating themselves on the ground.

That dark and charming figure became the most terrifying nightmare in their hearts at this moment, and was the indelible shadow of death hanging over them.

Yuan Zhinu smiled and walked slowly to the platform where a chair inlaid with gold and gems had already been placed, like a throne of power.

Yuan Zhinu sat lazily in the chair, smoking a cigar, looking down at the group of submissive slaves on the ground, with an arrogant attitude as if she was a new king who had just ascended the throne.

And Sakurai Kogure stood behind her from beginning to end, like the most loyal guard.

"Now, I issue my first order."

"All the fierce demons will attack the eight families of Sheqi, the lower-level gangs will attack the transportation hubs of the main families and cut off all support, and the rest will surround Genji Heavy Industries. No one can kill without my order, but if you encounter violent resistance, kill them without mercy."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Countless people looked up in shock, with nothing but surprise and crazy joy in their eyes.

All the evil ghosts of the fierce ghost group are, in the final analysis, people who are not tolerated by their own families. They are abandoned by their relatives because of their bloodline. If the people of the Eight Clans of Sheqi are light, then the evil ghosts of the fierce ghost group are shadows.

Wherever there is light, there will be shadows, and the greatest wish of these shadows in life is to take revenge on the light that is high above, so that they can also taste the feeling of being abandoned.

The king was able to gather these people together, and he also promised them that he would definitely take revenge on their family, or even replace their family.

But General Wang prepared for ten years but was still unable to lead them for revenge. That cunning man always said that the time was not right and they had to wait a little longer, and they waited for so many years.

The first thing Genjitsu did after she defeated the king was to lead everyone to retaliate against her family. This happened only three minutes after she took that position. How could this not be surprising?

Countless voices rang out in the crowd. These evil ghosts who had done all kinds of evil became excited. Brilliant golden light shone in pairs of crazy eyes, and the blood in their veins was slowly boiling.

The bloody queen on the high seat looked at everyone, her eyes as sharp as a sword, and spoke word by word:

"The time for revenge has come. All those who have abandoned us, all those who have hurt us, will pay the price."

As she spoke, she threw the cherry-red sword in her hand hard to the ground. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but as the sword fell to the ground, a pungent smell of blood hit her in the face.

The knife was like the scythe of the god of death, stained with too much blood. Now the smell had penetrated into the bone marrow. Once it was unsheathed, there would be a bloody storm.

The source girl once again showed that mocking, paranoid smile, licked her lips with the tip of her scarlet tongue, and her eyes flashed with a frightening madness:

"Now, go and take revenge, chop down those blind guys!"

"Some mistakes can only be washed away by blood!"

Chapter 47: Tachibana Masamune, Come Out and Die

It was a dark day for the Japanese underworld.

Ever since the emergence of the Menggui Clan twenty years ago, this bloodthirsty and brutal organization has been resisting the Japanese underworld's emperor, the Snake Eight Families. After so many years of development, it has become able to compete with them.

Under the manipulation of the king, all the evil spirits are hiding in Tokyo. They are rats hiding in the darkness, unable to stand the light and doing all kinds of evil things, but they gather together at this moment.

These ghosts who were supposed to be hiding in the dark world began to not care about being exposed. They raised their bloody knives and took the initiative to attack the high and mighty underworld supreme.

The door of Paradise Hall was opened, but this time it was not to welcome desire. Black vans drove out one after another, and high-level officials of the Ghost Clan came out in full force.

When they arrived in Osaka, all the gangs controlled by the Demon Clan began to frantically attack the Sheqi Eight Family gangs.

There has never been such a highly efficient underworld war in history, which was no less than the blitzkrieg that Hitler used to sweep across Poland. The gangs to which the Eight Snake Families belonged were crushed one after another before they had even had time to organize.

After so many years of erosion, eleven of the eighteen underworld gangs in Osaka were controlled by the Demon Clan, and the remaining seven also suffered a devastating blow.

Several "yokagashi" were beaten to death with baseball bats. Finally, the gang announced its disbandment, and the remaining six all turned their allegiance to the Onizu. Overnight, Osaka became the Osaka of the Onizu.

Not only in Osaka, but from the south to the north, all the gangs loyal to the Mengguishu have taken action, attacking the gangs loyal to the Snake Eight Families with all their might.

Either surrender or die on the spot. Those young hooligans who had never seen the world were terrified.

These people who were abandoned by their families formed a group of fierce ghosts. Each of them was cruel and bloodthirsty. Compared with the underworld that the family always treated leniently, they were evil ghosts who committed all kinds of evil.

They always look forward to the day of revenge, so when that day really comes, they are like hungry beasts, madly pouncing on all the fresh blood.

The only rope that bound these beasts was the order from Yuan Zhinv, which prevented a river of blood. Even though the bloodthirsty desire in their hearts was clamoring fiercely, these people did not dare to go beyond the line.

However, those who looked down upon the evil spirits' crazy resistance became the outlet for their anger, and countless of them were beaten to death.

Genjitsu issued an order that no one who surrendered would be allowed to be harmed, and all the half-bloods who were loyal to the family were imprisoned. The countless dark cells under the Paradise Hall were now filled to the brim.

Under the brainwashing of Tachibana Masamune year after year, these gangsters blindly trusted the main family. Minamoto Chitose had no idea how to deal with them, so she had to lock them all up first and prepare to kill Tachibana Masamune before dealing with them.

At the same time, Genjiro began a purge of the demon group.

Countless people who did not obey orders were killed, and all the remaining forces of the king were uprooted. When dealing with these brutal evil spirits, Yuan Zhinv was too lazy to say a word. The knife in her hand was the truth.