The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Ryuichi Inamoto felt the almost real murderous aura on the old man, but there was no fear on his face.

"Senior Ishida, this junior is the first generation of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Ryuichi Inamoto, please forgive me for being rude!"

Saying that, Inamoto Ryuichi bowed deeply to the old man.

The old man's murderous aura seems to have subsided a lot, but he still maintains vigilance towards Ryuichi Inamoto in his expression.

"How did you find me?"

"To tell you the truth, senior, it was my boss who asked me to come here to find senior."

"Your boss? Could it be that the current Yamaguchi group has been annexed by other forces?"

"No, he's just my personal boss, not the Yamaguchi-gumi."

The old man nodded: "The person who can impress the first generation of the Yamaguchi-gumi must be a remarkable person."

"Yes, he is from the Xia Kingdom, named Yang Chen."

"Yang Chen?"

The old man frowned instantly, as if he was thinking about something.

"Old man, do you know him?"

The old man shook his head, but then nodded again, "I don't know him, but it can be said that he does. My old man is neither deaf nor stupid. Of course he has heard of such a famous Xia countryman."

"It's just that I don't know Yang Chen well, why did he ask you to come to me, a bad old man?"

"He wanted me to bring you a word."

"A word?"

"Yes, he said, 'The shadow of today is no longer the shadow of the past. The shadow moves with you, and the shadow disappears after death. If you want to be immortal, you have to change your soul and change your shadow. There is no other way'."

"Transfer soul and change shadow, move soul and change shadow..."

The old man muttered twice in a low voice, his eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at Ryuichi Inamoto and asked, "Where is your boss, Yang Chen?"

"Senior Ishida, do you want to see him?"

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head: "Seeing or not seeing, it's just adding troubles, I'd better disappear..."

After finishing speaking, the old man had packed up the booth, pushed on the old tricycle, and walked slowly into the night.

"Senior Ishida, please stop!"

Ryu Inamoto caught up with the old man in a few steps and blocked his way.

"Why, are you going to use force with me, an old man?"

"This junior doesn't dare, it's just that the mission of this junior has not been completed yet, so please be sure to listen to a few words from this junior before leaving before it's too late."

The old man took a deep look at Ryu Inamoto: "What you want to say, is what Yang Chen wants you to convey, right?"

"Yes."

"Okay, tell me!"

"My boss wants me to tell you that the current 'Shadow' has reached a critical point of life and death. If you don't come forward, then the destruction of 'Shadow' will be inevitable."

The old man laughed at himself and said, "Hehe, your boss really thinks highly of me, a bad old ramen seller!"

"If you can't bear to watch 'Shadow' perish, please stand up, set things right, and let things return to the way they should be."

"Let things go back to the way they should be..."

"Senior Ishida, I have finished what the boss asked me to pass on. Then, this junior will bid farewell!"

Ryuichi Inamoto bowed deeply to the old man, then turned around and left without hesitation.

"Go back and tell Yang Chen that things in this world will return to the way they should be sooner or later. Even if we don't intervene, it will still happen."

Inamoto Ryuichi didn't stop, nor did he answer, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The old man looked at Ryuichi Inamoto who disappeared, and then showed a wry smile.

"Hey, my old man has been a ghost in the world for 50 years. Unexpectedly, someone finally found me!"

After finishing speaking, the old man took out an old marching kettle from the ramen cart, and after unscrewing the lid, there was a clear smell of wine.

The old man raised his head, poured the wine in the jug into his mouth, and made a gurgling sound.

hum-

A cold light, mixed with an extremely subtle sound of piercing the air, stabbed straight at the old man's throat!
Zheng——

The old man still maintained his drinking posture, but the fingers of his other hand had already clamped the sharp point of a katana sword.

humming—

With a pinch of the old man's fingers, the tip of the knife made a crisp snapping sound, and a black shadow leaped high with the force, and disappeared into the shadow of the overpass.

"Well, the wine is good wine, but it's a little short..."

The old man finally drank all the wine in the flagon, threw away the severed blade in his hand, then staggered to the side of the ramen cart, pushed the ramen cart and was about to leave.

"Brother Ishida, long time no see."

A voice with a smile sounded behind the old man.

The old man said without turning his head, "You've got the wrong person. They all call me Xiaolin, the ramen master. There's no such thing as Brother Ishida."

"Hehe, I remember that 50 years ago, a man named Ishida Kazuhiko, with the help of a ghost, went from Ginza [-]-chome to Ginza [-]-chome overnight, killing the Kudokai and the Yamaguchi-gumi. Cheng He established the new underground order of post-war DJs in one fell swoop, and this person was called Yinghuang by the people at that time, which means 'shadow T emperor'."

"Hehe, I've never heard of the Shadow King you're talking about. You've got the wrong person."

The old man pushed the ramen cart and walked forward slowly.

An old man with gray hair in a black kimono came out from the darkness, and then followed the old man Ramen, walking side by side with him.

"Back then, I was only a ten-year-old child. I was almost beaten to death by a gangster in order to grab a box of leftover canned food from the soldiers of M country. Just when I thought I was about to die, the King of Shadows appeared and rescued me. He Tell me that men are made to defend food and women."

"Hehe, ridiculous!"

"Absurd? I don't think so. For many years, this sentence has been supporting me to move forward, but in the end the Shadow King disappeared."

The old man stopped, looked at the old man in black and asked, "Do you want ramen?"

"No, I won't eat."

"Don't delay me going home if you don't eat ramen. The elderly should rest early, which is good for the body."

"Sorry, I can't let you go home."

The old man didn't stop walking, and said with an oh: "Why don't you let me go home?"

"Because I want to end an era."

"Hehe, young man, you are very interesting. If there is such a person as the Shadow King, then his era would have ended long ago. What do you want to end?"

Canglang——

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed suddenly sounded, and the old man in black held a samurai sword that was shining with cold light, and lay across in front of the old man.

The old man glanced at the blade, and said two words lightly: "Good knife."

"This knife is called Guitong Gang, and it was the Shadow Emperor's personal knife."

"Are you going to kill me with this knife?"

The old man looked at the old man in black with a smile, a sharp light shone in his eyes.

"No, I want you to use this knife to kill me."

After the old man finished speaking, he spun the knife around in his hand, and handed the handle of the knife to the old man.

"What I want to end is my era. I hope that my blood can wake up a sleeping hero, and let this hero's knife be reborn from blood!"

The old man gently pushed the knife away, shook his head and said, "I'm just a ramen chef, I don't know how to kill people."

"If you don't kill me, then I can only kill you!"

The old man turned the blade around again and put the samurai sword on the old man's neck.

"Hehe, Feng Jian at the foot of the mountain, you have grown up in the past few decades, and you dare to put a knife on my neck?"

A complex look flashed in the eyes of the black-robed old man, and he said calmly: "Senior Ishida, please forgive me for being reckless, but I have to do this. Now the underground forces in the entire country R are at a critical moment, and they need someone who can turn the tide." Come out and save us!"

"Do you think this person is me?"

"If it's not you, then I can only stand up, and this means that your era will officially end from today!"

"Yamashita Fengjian, you have been mistaken about one issue, that is, the underground forces in country R have already ended, and it has been over since 50 years ago."

"The power of the Presbyterian Church has not controlled us. Our shadow organization already exists and has formed a rivalry with them. We have defended it!"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "No, we didn't keep it. The evil foreign war back then dehumanized our entire nation. Men, women, old people, and children are all crazy. ', stay away from that war, and hope to keep the last bit of humanity in the blood of the nation."

"Later, those lunatics were defeated as expected, but what I didn't expect was that the people from 'Shadow' were also defeated."

The smile on the old man's face was a little self-deprecating in his helplessness: "Ying did not face up to that period of history, but on the contrary, he regarded those lunatics as victims. From that moment on, we have already fallen. In the face of justice, we will always lost."