Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 153 Chapter 154

Seeing Yuan Zhisheng not drinking the hot tea, the old man shook his head helplessly, and took out a bottle of "Kawasaki" single malt whiskey from behind.

This is probably the best whiskey produced in Japan. He poured it into a glass filled with half a glass of water, and made a glass of "Kawasaki Mizukari", a Japanese-style whiskey drinking method, and pushed it to Yuan Zhisheng.

"Drink less alcohol, if the people below see you drunk, what will be the face of the young master?" The old man made himself a drink and drank it down.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't speak, and after drinking the water in the glass, he directly took the whole bottle of whiskey.

The old man sighed, took out a bottle of whiskey from behind him, and drank with him.

"Didn't you just persuade me to drink less?" Yuan Zhi was dumbfounded.

"The master and the young master are drunk together. Even if the people below see it, they will only say that the relationship between the master and the young master is really good." The old man smiled.

"Accomplice?" Yuan Zhisheng laughed and shook his head.

"You don't seem to be in a good mood recently. Did taking Erika go out bring you a lot of pressure?" The old man sighed, "I reminded you before that the original intention of some actions may be good, but the ending is often Backfired."

Yuan Zhisheng just drank in silence.

He is indeed in a gloomy mood recently, but it's not because of Erika.

Although every time he takes Eri Yi out, there will be such accidents, which makes people nervous, but seeing the girl shining brightly, as if she finally has soul-like eyes, he will feel that everything is worth it.

The reason for his bad mood is that a certain rumor has started to spread in the family recently - the master is about to abdicate, and the young master is about to ascend the throne of the Bajia of Sheqi...

"Zhisheng, how is the task of the executive department recently? Are you busy?" the old man asked casually.

Yuan Zhisheng said softly: "It's very busy. We have obtained a genetic drug called Molotov Cocktail, and the sample has been sent to Yanliu Research Institute for analysis. Although the side effects are obvious, it can indeed activate dragon blood."

The old man looked serious and said: "In history, many people have pursued the evolution path of purifying the blood of the dragon race, but there are very few successful cases... Now there are people who can use genetic technology to force evolution,
"Yeah, if things go on like this, sooner or later there will be a real blood purification medicine. How many hybrids will be able to resist its temptation?" Yuan Zhisheng said softly, "And this is exactly what the demons are eager for. Yes, they have long been tired of their identities as humans, and they are looking forward to evolving into dragons day and night. Although no one has been found out who bought the recipe for the Molotov cocktail, the ghosts are undoubtedly the biggest suspect."

"They can't be allowed to continue. The gate of taboo must never be opened. What hides behind it is not heaven, but hell! If you pursue the power of the dragon, you will be swallowed by the dragon!" The old man's voice was like thunder.

"understand!"

"Your status in the executive board and the family has been rising over the years. I am very pleased. In this way, I can safely pass on the position of the head of the family to you. Everyone will recognize your status, but don't relax, child."

"You have worked so hard to run the family to this day, are you really going to pass it on to me?"

If it were anyone who heard that the head of the family had such high hopes for him, and even promised the next generation of the head of the family, he would be ecstatic, and vowed to do his best for the family with the posture of a doucheza. Fighting for everyone until the last moment and so on...

But Yuan Zhisheng did not show the slightest joy.

He just leaned against the wall, drinking wine, looking at the silent night outside the window with lonely eyes.

The old man turned his head to look at Yuan Zhisheng in puzzlement: "You are the young master of the Sheqi Ba Family, and the young master is the successor of the elders. If I don't pass on the throne, who will you pass it on to? And you are destined by Amaterasu Man."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a long time: "I have no interest in the career of the head of the underworld. You are not afraid that if I lose my temper, the family will be disbanded? After disbanding the family, I can go to France... I heard that there are gangsters waiting to die." I met a French friend from the Internet, he has a small shop selling sunscreen on Montalive Beach, he is very comfortable."

"That famous nudist beach?"

"Well, every summer he goes to the beach to open his business, and he can see hundreds of thousands of naked women in one summer. He wears a sun hat and walks on the beach, carrying a wooden box containing various sunscreens. If he meets a girl with a good figure He went there to give away samples. After summer, the beach gradually became less crowded, so he locked up the shop, went to Paris to receive unemployment benefits, and reopened the next year."

Yuan Zhisheng took a puff of cigarette, "It's such a wonderful life. You don't need to stuff a gun under your pillow when you sleep, and you can drink until you're dead drunk."

"Tired of violence?"

"...The maker of the Molotov cocktail is called Takazo Koyama. He is a complete scum. The crimes he committed in human society are enough to be shot ten times, but his color code is white on the monitoring list of his family, the safest category. .”

Yuan Zhisheng emphasized the tone of the three words "safest". The tone was obviously extremely flat, but it was expressing a certain kind of sarcasm to the fullest.

"If he hadn't created the Molotov cocktail, he would never have entered our field of vision. We have been chasing and killing ghosts, because ghosts will kill many innocent people, but the crimes committed by Koyama Takazo are compared with ghosts. Which is more important?"

The old man was silent for a moment.

"Zhisheng, we are gangsters, we have never been good people, we only maintain the most basic order. We are not capable of building a harmonious and beautiful world. All we can do is protect ourselves and the people around us. "The old man said softly, "Children, you used to not be easily shaken by such things, what happened recently?"

Yuan Zhisheng put down the bottle and said, half drunk, "It's not really what happened, it's just a set of contrasts that are so sharp that it makes people silent."

"Compared?"

"Akira Sakurai."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly spat out a name, "We pried out the name of the first experimental subject from Takazo Koyama's mouth, his name is Akira Sakurai, he came from the Sakurai family, and he has been imprisoned in the family building since he was five years old. In the 'Caring School', it was confirmed missing not long ago, and now it seems that he escaped from that prison after taking drugs to strengthen his blood."

"Sakurai Akira?" The old man's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Didn't you find his footprints? He is very dangerous now! A person who has been imprisoned in that school until now has suddenly gained an unprecedented ability to kill him easily. Death of any human power...he will definitely be swallowed by this power and become a slave of power!"

"We found him." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "We also thought that he would be aggressive and bloodthirsty because of the purified blood, so we immediately checked the airport, railway network, road network and waterway network. There are also hot spring hotels, hotels and hospitals, and they locked his location as quickly as possible."

The old man understood what he meant, and tentatively asked, "The next thing is 'but'?"

Yuan Zhisheng smiled silently: "Yes, but to our surprise, that guy seems to have just used this kind of power to take a trip as soon as he said it."

"Traveling on the go?" The old man was stunned.

"Today is the No. 13 day when he escaped from school. After the first thirteen days, he would meet a different woman in a different place every day. He seemed to go to meet those women specially, sometimes deliberately at an intersection. Wait until someone shows up to him."

"The side effect of this genetic medicine that strengthens the bloodline is... **?" The old man hesitated.

"But he didn't touch those women." Yuan Zhisheng shrugged, "He just found a place to have a long conversation with those women. Every woman he met had recently encountered emotional setbacks, or life and work were not going well. , or a woman with some kind of mental illness."

"Wait... It's a bit messy." The old man raised his hand with a headache and stopped, "I want to stroke. That little guy named Akira Sakurai escaped from Guan Ai School after taking genetic medicine to strengthen his bloodline. Met a lot of questionable women on the road and didn't have sex with them, but had a long conversation?"

Yuan Zhisheng said softly: "That's right. A ghost who was treated like a prisoner by the family, when he had the power to resist, he took part-time job as a spiritual teacher during the journey, and another guy who was very safe on the family's monitoring list , committed an atrocity that would be more than enough to be shot ten times.”

The old man suddenly said: "Children, have you ever been to that Guan Ai school?"

"I've been there, but only once, and never again."

"why?"

Why?Because some places are so dirty and disgusting that you can't look directly at them just by looking at them, but they have a reason to exist. You can't change it, you can only choose to endure it.

"It's very dirty there." The old man said softly, "The essence of the caring school is a prison, which is used to detain ghosts with blood problems. It can be said that what is hidden there is the shadow of the glory of the Eight Snake Qi Family. Our destiny, our inescapable destiny."

"An inescapable fate?" Yuan Zhisheng murmured.

"Dragon's blood has given us strength and wisdom far beyond ordinary people, and it will naturally take some things away from us." The old man said calmly, "So I was surprised. It stands to reason that if ghosts continue to strengthen their bloodlines, they will inevitably lose some things in a short time. Falling from within. Because their bloodlines are already on the edge of a cliff, and they may fall off a high cliff at any time."

"But in your narration, the behavior of that child named Akira Sakurai makes people suspect that he is not a ghost at all..."

"Zhisheng, go find him and bring him back to the family!" The old man said with a serious tone, "Maybe there is something we need in him!"

"Something we need?"

"Yes, that may be something that can reverse the fate of the 'ghost'!"

The old man's tone was fiery for the first time, "We received a notice this afternoon that the headquarters sent an elite team to Japan, targeting things deep in the trench. They will use manned deep submersibles for seabed exploration, and the deep submersibles have already gone ahead It has arrived at Tokyo Port. This is an operation led by the headquarters of the college. The deep diving team is sent directly from the headquarters, and the deep submersible is also manufactured by the headquarters. Schneider, the director of the executive department, is commanding overseas, and Norma is monitoring the whole process. We are only assisting and supporting .”

"The headquarters is going to intervene in our affairs?" Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank suddenly.

Although he didn't know why the old man changed the subject midway, this matter was so important that he couldn't help but pay attention to it.

The headquarters has not directly intervened in the affairs of the Sheqi Bajia for decades, and this sudden change of attitude made him smell bad.

"I don't know very well. But the reason of 'there may be dragon embryos in the Japanese Trench' is enough to make Anger reach out to Japan. We can't give a reason for rejection unless we can prove that there is something in the trench Not dragon embryos."

"With deep submersibles...they will definitely find the burial place!" Yuan Zhisheng said, "We must find a way to stop them!"

"No one can stop what Ange decides to do." The old man stared at Yuan Zhisheng, his pupils gradually shining brightly, "Take this opportunity to bury the burial place of the gods forever, it's just the cemetery of the gods, the gods are already dead Let her exist as a skeleton forever! She must not be allowed to return to the world, absolutely not!"

Yuan Zhisheng was silent for a long time: "We can't turn back after this step, Dad, have you really thought about it?"

"There is no need to turn back. If a man decides to do something, even death cannot make him turn back." The old man was firm.

"Can the heads of the families agree?"

"Convince them that the meaning of the Master's existence is to lead the family to the right path!"

"The right path?"

"The family has been bound by a tragic fate, and now it's time to be free. I have decided to let everything end in my generation, so the burial must be buried, and the ghosts must be resolved. We have seen the hope buried in the burial , the rest is the ghosts, go and bring back that kid named Akira Sakurai, Zhisheng, maybe the answer we need is hidden in him!"

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In the middle of the night, a wooden van was parked on the side street at the back gate of the National University of Tokyo.

This kind of rickshaw is called "ラーメン屋汽车" in Japan, and it is specially designed for selling ramen in the streets.The windows are opened to cover the rain, and there are two wooden benches under the tent. The guests sit on the wooden benches to eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car.Although the sparrow is small and complete, the soup pot and ingredients are neatly arranged on the chopping board. After the guests sit down, the dark blue cloth cover can just cover their upper body, creating a private environment.

It started to rain tonight.

The ramen chef took a look at the sky, guessing that no one would come to his door in this weather, so he was going to pack up and go home to enjoy porn.

The cloth cover was suddenly lifted up.

A drunken woman leaned on a young man and sat unsteadily on a wooden bench.

"Hey, Mingjun, how can you bring a woman to this kind of roadside ramen restaurant?" The woman smiled coquettishly and threw herself into the arms of the young man, "At this time, you have to make a decisive attack and take the woman to a love hotel Well!"

The ramen chef gave a thumbs up and nodded like a passerby. He seemed to agree with the woman's statement, and his eyes stayed on the woman's chest on the table.

The young man took off his coat, put it on the woman's shoulders, shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Ying, in such a long life, you will always meet one or two scumbags. At this time, you just need to step on his feet with a high-heeled shoe. ...If you give up on yourself because of that kind of scumbag, and deliberately abuse yourself, it will only make them feel that their charm is so great that women can't extricate themselves."

The drunken woman tilted her head to look at the little boy beside her, reached out and grabbed his hair fiercely, and said viciously, "Smelly brat! Who are you preaching to!"

"To a woman who got drunk in a ballroom and was waiting to be picked up by others?" The young man hesitated.

"Ah ah ah ah ah! Bastard! Don't say any more!"

(End of this chapter)