Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

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 cage 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?"

"Perry, you said there was progress. Did you find out anything?"

"Not yet." Perry said, "But my people have infiltrated Genji Heavy Industries. From what we have found out so far, the Snake Eight Clan doesn't seem to be anything special. They are just the Japanese branch of Kassel Academy."

At this point, the man's tone was filled with contempt: "Many years ago, Ange subdued all of them by himself and turned them into a Japanese branch, and these spineless guys didn't even dare to resist."

"That S-class comes from a family like this. Would she really dare to betray Ange? I think it's unlikely."

"Well, your guess makes sense. I just received news that Angers sent people to the Three Gorges Reservoir. It seems that they salvaged something. It is very likely that Japan is a cover."

Perry was stunned when he heard this, and then suddenly realized: "That's about right. From my observation, the entire Sheqi Eight Clan is just a bunch of brainless hooligans. I guess they were just thrown out by Angers to attract everyone's attention. They don't have any real substance."

"No matter what, let's let Japan go first." The old voice said on the phone: "Go to China immediately and see if you can intercept what they salvaged. Remember, your actions must be covert so as not to be discovered by Angers."

Perry was a little disapproving. In his opinion, his teacher was good in every way except that he was too timid. Angers was already old and about to be buried, so why did he need to be so cautious?

But he didn't say what was in his mind after all, and just responded: "Okay, then I will go alone, and the others will stay to provide cover."

After the call was hung up, he turned to the remaining men in black and said, "The plan has changed. I have to go to China. You stay on standby in Japan."

The men in black were startled. Seeing the man turn around and leave, someone asked hurriedly, "What about these guys?"

Perry looked at him in surprise: "Do you even need to ask? Of course they were all killed."

His tone was so matter-of-fact, as if someone was asking him how to deal with garbage, and he replied in surprise, "Throw it away, what else can you do?"

Of course the garbage has to be thrown away.

Sakurai Akira didn't understand what they were saying. He was still wondering if he would lose his job if he missed work today.

He really needs this job.

Chapter 157 Just Want to Live

The pitch-black Hummer was driving quietly on the road. Crow, who was driving, kept peeking at the girl in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror. The girl was wearing a simple black combat uniform and staring straight ahead with an expressionless face.

Yasha sat in the back seat, humming an off-tune song. After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Why doesn't the boss take our car?"

From the windshield, one could see a black SUV driving in front of the Hummer. The charming woman named Sakurai Kogure didn't look like a speed driver at all, but the SUV was speeding so fast that Crow almost lost it several times.

However, what was more surprising than this sharp contrast was that their boss chose to get in the girl's car and abandon them.

"Don't you think the Boss has become a lot scarier lately?" said the crow.

Hearing this, Yasha nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right, this is how he looks when he disappears and reappears inexplicably. I even suspect that he is possessed by a ghost."

"Looking at his cold face, I didn't dare to talk to him. Ying, you have the best relationship with the boss. Do you know what's going on?"

The girl in the passenger seat who remained silent did not say anything and seemed not to want to pay attention to them.

Sakura is the only one among the three who knows that Genjiro and Genjiro have swapped identities. She doesn't tell Crow and Yasha not because she doesn't trust them, but mainly because these two people are careless with their mouths and might tell everything after a drink.

However, compared to this identity issue, Ying is more worried about the present. The family has received bad news one after another. Although they are not big problems, it is obviously a premeditated provocation.

Moreover, there was always a shadow lingering in Ying's heart. A very bad premonition inexplicably appeared, making her even less in the mood to pay attention to these two funny guys.

There was a faint sound of dull thunder outside the car window, and the originally clear sky was quickly covered by dark clouds. In just a moment, the world seemed to darken, and something seemed to be brewing in the clouds.

Gen Chino could feel Sakurai Kogure's silence. It was impossible for her to say that she cared much about this half-brother. It was probably more of sympathy out of a shared suffering.

Watching him trying to live after escaping from hardship was probably like seeing myself being rescued.

Yuan Zhinu could understand this feeling. This was the reason why she was willing to help Chu Zihang. She was not helping Chu Zihang, she was helping herself who was helpless when she was young.

So she didn't say anything about Sakurai Kogure driving the car so fast, but Eri, who was sitting in the back seat, looked excited.

Of course, Genjitsu didn't want to bring Eri to such a thing, but this little monster refused to leave no matter what, and was almost about to hug her thighs and roll around.

Especially since her bloodline was stable and she could speak, and she kept calling me "sister" with a pitiful expression, no one could refuse her.

So Genjitsu had no choice but to take her with her, and after getting off the bus, she asked Sakurai Kogure to look after Eriya while she went in alone.

The snake was released the moment they got off the car, and it searched the entire area, including the ten people hiding in the abandoned warehouse... and the corpses all over the ground.

Yuan Zhinu's heart sank at that moment. She kicked open the door of the abandoned warehouse, and a strong smell of blood hit her in the face.

Even though she was mentally prepared, her face still turned completely cold when she saw the ground soaked with blood and the broken limbs and bodies lying on the ground.

And just as she entered the door, a flash of fire appeared in the darkness, and accompanied by a dull "bang", someone shot at her.

Yuan Zhinv dodged the shot by slightly turning sideways, but was then followed by a series of gunshots. It was obvious that those guys hiding in the dark were well prepared. At that moment, the dense firepower network enveloped Yuan Zhinv, leaving her with nowhere to retreat and nowhere to hide.

but,

If there is nowhere to retreat, then don't retreat. If there is nowhere to hide, then don't hide!

Pale scales quickly emerged from under her skin and covered her entire body. The dense bullets hitting her body were like hitting steel, making a series of harsh metal collision sounds, and sparks flew everywhere at that moment.

The people hiding in the dark had their vision obscured by the firelight, and they couldn't see what was going on for a moment, but they kept firing. At this frequency, a person would have been shot to pieces, but what terrified them was that the thin figure never fell down.

The next second, all the bullets missed their target because the shadow had disappeared from the spot. When someone changed the magazine and looked up, he saw an empty warehouse. The person was like a ghost and no one knew where he had gone.

Terror exploded in his heart, but before he could look carefully, he felt a chill on his neck. After a brief sting, he subconsciously touched his neck, but only touched his slowly rolling head.

And this kind of thing happens again and again.

Yuan Zhinu walked through the hail of bullets with an expressionless face, allowing the bullets to hit her body and then bounce off. She approached the people in the corner step by step, and then raised her knife and struck them.

Blood splattered on the ceiling, staining the mottled wall red, and the head rolled to the ground with a gurgling sound.

Finally, someone realized that this was a demon that could not be defeated. At that moment, all the fighting spirit of the crowd disappeared. They dropped their guns and fled with horror on their faces, almost scared to death.

But that figure was like the god of death coming to reap lives. All struggles were in vain. No matter how hard they tried, they could not escape God's control.

Finally, the last head rolled to the ground. Yuan Zhinv raised her head slightly and reached out to wipe the blood that splashed on her face.

In the dead silence, there was a faint breathing sound. Yuan Zhinv looked down and saw a pale boy breathing with difficulty. He was shot in the chest and blood soaked his ridiculous logistics uniform.

Yuan Zhinu walked over quickly, squatted down and reached out to feel the boy's carotid artery, but the pulse was so weak that it was almost disappearing, and he was already on his deathbed.

The boy tried hard to open his eyes. Blood kept flowing out of his mouth, but he still opened his mouth with difficulty.

"W-why..." A stuttering sound came out of the boy's mouth, along with bright red blood and broken internal organs.

The boy's eyes showed resentment. He asked Yuan Zhinv in confusion: "Why do they say I am trash? I, I don't want to be abandoned by my family..."

"Why is it so difficult for me to just live freely? Why..."