Lu Mingfei Returned From Death

Chapter 473: The end of the Kukakukan, where is Ichimaru Gin, isn’t he here?

"Brother Lu, what should we do next?"

Looking back at the tunnel restored by Lu Mingfei, Shutoku Mai asked.

"Thanks to the two of them, through this intelligence offensive, I have almost understood the relationship between Tachibana Masamune and Wang Jiang." Lu Mingfei put away his knife and replied, "The next thing we have to do is to find a way to kill Tachibana Masamune. Remove his ability to monitor Tokyo, and then let Yuan Zhisheng completely take control of the power of the Sheqi family. "

"Of course, before we kill him, we have to expose his wolfish ambitions and let Yuan Zhisheng see what he really is. At the same time, we also have to let Yuan Zhisheng see whether his ridiculous justice should be upheld."

"The father who has raised me for many years has actually been a hypocrite from the beginning. I'm afraid Yuan Zhisheng will collapse if he knows this." Mai Shutoku clicked her tongue.

"It's better than him not knowing anything." Lu Mingfei said casually.

"Sakura, what were you talking about just now?"

After recovering from the shock of being praised for her beautiful voice, Eriki held up the notebook in confusion and said.

She couldn't understand what the two people were saying at all.

Why Tachibana Masamune is a hypocrite, why my brother is going to collapse.

"You don't need to understand this for now." Lu Mingfei reached out and touched her soft dark red hair. "I will take you to meet our allies in a few days, and then I will explain everything to you."

"Oh."

Eriyi nodded obediently like a good child.

"Let's go back."

After looking at the black night sky, Lu Mingfei said to the two ladies.

In the silence of the night, it was difficult to even see a taxi on the road, but a black car stopped at the intersection where someone was going.

"is it him?"

The voluptuous man wearing a one-sleeved tattered kimono opened his golden eyes that looked like mandala flowers and asked the driver in front of him.

The driver, wearing a crisp uniform and white gloves, pressed on the door handle.

It seems that he is waiting for someone. This kind of driver looks like he specializes in serving the powerful. No matter how long he waits here, he will not show any impatience.

What's more, the person he greeted was still the same person.

"Exactly who you are thinking of, Lord Dragon King."

A warm smile appeared on the driver's face.

Facing Kazama Ruri who looked a little tired, he just slowly opened the car door and then bowed slowly.

Sure enough, he came to pick him up.

There was no wave in Fengjian Liuli's eyes.

In other words, he has become accustomed to this.

No matter what he went through, the fierce ghosts were always with him, and they always gave him the treatment of "Dragon King".

"Liu Li, come and sit here."

In the back seat of the car, the old man in black kimono moved inside, leaving the seat next to the door open for him, and motioned for him to come and sit with him.

Among them, the old man wears a Noh mask on his face, with a slightly smiling minister painted on the mask.

"You're not dead yet."

Although there was some confusion in my heart, because of the Eternal Paradise incident that Lu Mingfei told, I roughly knew that the king might be a spirit that controlled a clone, and was not some immortal evil ghost queen.

Kazama Ruri just sat there pretending nothing happened.

"The fierce ghosts are facing a rare strangulation by the Sheqi Eight Family in many years. How can I be willing to abandon my subordinates to die?"

The king looked carefully at Fengjian Liuli's expression, and then said with a smile.

Then he looked at Kazama Ruri's kimono with one sleeve missing and asked:

"How did you escape from Lu Mingfei?"

"Isn't it easy to see?" Kazama Liuli said expressionlessly, "Lu Mingfei doesn't know that my Baqi can regenerate a broken limb."

"Really?" Wang Jiang glanced up and down Fengjian Liuli's body.

Except for the tattered kimono with one sleeve, he could see that part of Kazama Ruri's skin was a different color from other parts, and was relatively fair.

These places should be the places where Kazama Ruri was restored with Baqi.

"Thanks a lot."

After saying this calmly, General Wang ordered the driver to drive out.

Osaka, Yamanaka Ukakukan.

Sakurai Kogure put on the twelve pieces of her collection. This is the most solemn kimono. It is composed of twelve different silk clothes. The color changes from the inside out, like layers of clouds.

Here, only the boss lady is qualified to wear it.

Normally, every time she puts on this kimono at a festival, there will be countless girls surrounding Sakurai Kogure to greet guests at the door.

Regular guests will also come to enjoy Sakurai Kogure's style in twelve singles and gamble a lot. The luckiest guest that night will be personally entertained by Sakurai Kogure and enjoy the finest fish sashimi.

But this moment is different from usual.

What greeted Sakurai Kogure was no longer the subordinates who also wore kimonos, nor the guests who wanted to have a glimpse of his style, but turned into a blazing flame.

The flames burned the vermilion pavilion, and Sakurai Kogure was sitting in the building dressing up.

I saw her twisting up her long black hair, inserting a mountain peach blossom at an angle, and then stopped what she was doing.

Today is the end of the Paradise Hall, the day after Lu Mingfei and Ange accepted the hospitality of the Eight Sheqi Family.

The attack started fifteen minutes ago, and everything was so unexpected.

Normally, it is impossible for the fierce ghosts to know about such a big move by the Sheqi Eighth Family, or in other words, it is impossible for the spies placed in the Sheqi Eighth Family not to know about it.

In particular, Sakurai Kogure is the number three figure in the Oni clan, codenamed Ryoma, and her power is only slightly lower than that of the general and Kazama Ruri.

But starting a few days ago, the intelligence flow that the Fierce Ghosts were once proud of seemed to no longer work.

At that time, the Menggui still controlled 11 of the 18 yakuza gangs in Osaka, but everything changed overnight.

The door of Genji Heavy Industries is open, and the top cadres of the eight Sheqi families are dispatched.

There has never been such an efficient underworld war in history. Before the fierce ghosts could react, their Osaka became the Osaka of the Eight Sheqi Family.

Not just here, other areas controlled by the Fierce Ghosts were also hit hard.

From then on, all the gangsters under the fierce ghosts either knelt down and acted like dogs, or were killed on the spot.

It was only then that the fierce ghosts realized that the advantages they had in the past were actually nothing.

The reason why I can survive till now is just because the Sheqi family thinks that they are the same clan and doesn't want to drive them all out.

What's even more frightening is that the Sheqi family seems to have all the information about the fierce ghosts.

The officials who sheltered the fierce ghosts received death threats, and soon these officials became members of the Sheqi Eight Clans.

In this context, Wang Jiang suddenly asked her to bring back all the paper records of the information about the fierce ghosts in the Paradise Pavilion. It was only an hour late that Sakurai Kogure, who had originally planned to transfer, was trapped here.

Looking outside, you can see that the eight Sheqi families have mobilized twelve oil tankers.

Dozens of tons of fuel poured down the hillside, but the person in charge of the attack didn't look very anxious. He just sat on the top of the mountain smoking a cigarette and looked coldly at the gamblers and gamblers who escaped from the Paradise Hall. official.

Of course, that also includes the bodyguards who always wear black suits and carry guns in their arms.

Everyone knows that they can still escape with the current intensity of the fire, but if the man on the top of the mountain throws down the cigarette in his hand, the defense that the Paradise Hall considers to be impregnable will instantly collapse.

And it just so happens that these people have never been people who put loyalty first. They only think about power and wealth.

"Boss, are we just going to let these moths go?"

Yasha asked after looking at the scene where countless luxury cars were blocked on the bridge and their horns were blaring.

"In your eyes, as long as you don't kill them, you let them go, right?" Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Yaksha and said.

He knew that his men's violent tendencies were serious, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"They are inextricably linked to the Fierce Ghosts and those officials. All we need to do for the time being is to catch them all.

When they get down there, people from our executive bureau will take them to the prison of the Sheqiba family and torture them severely. "

Regarding Yasha's idea of ​​​​killing them all, Yuan Zhisheng just explained this way.

On the other side, Sakurai Kogure dressed up and walked downstairs. She reached out and handed the key to the vault upstairs to her lobby manager.

"Thank you for your hard work over the years. There is still 1.2 billion yen in cash in the vault. You can tell everyone to take it away."

"I"

After receiving the key, the manager first glanced at Sakurai Kogure, and then at the vault behind him.

Suddenly holding such a huge amount of wealth in his hands, he didn't know whether he should follow the people inside or go back to get the money.

After hesitating for a moment and looking at the fuel flowing on the ground, he threw away the key and ran out following the guests.

No one would be tempted by 1.2 billion, but if it represents one's own life, it seems that it is not impossible to give up.

In response, Sakurai Kogure just smiled, then turned against the flow of people and headed to the top floor.

Although the timing of the Sheqi Eighth Clan's attack was not within her expectations, she was actually already prepared.

From the very beginning, when the casino was built by himself and his adults, Sakurai Kogure thought about its end.

It seems like a good ending for Elysium to be destroyed by the red lotus fire.

The vermilion window was also engulfed in flames, and the wood bent and deformed, making a creaking sound.

Sakurai Kogure looked at the black kimono on the hanger in front of the window, as if someone was really there, and then bowed slightly, "Please take care of it on the road in the future."

"Everyone at the foot of the mountain has been checked. Except for those normal gambling customers, we have arrested all the people on the list."

I don't know how long it took, but Sakura Yabuki, dressed as a ninja, walked up to Minamoto with a document.

"The Paradise Pavilion is the biggest source of cash for the fierce ghosts. I believe that after it is completely burned down, their remaining forces will no longer resist."

"Well, I understand." Yuan Zhisheng nodded, "But why is Ryoma not on the list? I remember my father said that we should bring her back alive."

"She didn't seem to follow the crowd out." Yabuki Sakura said after hesitating for a moment, "Maybe she already knew that her sins were unforgivable, so she didn't plan to go out again."

"Is that so?" Yuan Zhisheng handed the document to Sakura again, "I'll go up and take a look."

"No, boss, look at that fire and that building. It might collapse at any time. Even if you are the noble emperor, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured." Crow stepped forward to stop him, "If it really happens, The problem is, Yasha and I can’t commit seppuku every minute!”

"What about Sakura?" Yasha suddenly asked.

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The crow gave Yaksha a strange look.

"How could the boss's girl do such an unsightly thing as seppuku? Sakura must have been crying while wearing a widow's costume!"

"That's enough!" Yuan Zhisheng interrupted with suppressed anger, "From now on, if you two dare to say another word, I will make you commit seppuku!"

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Crow and Yaksha immediately shut up.

Feeling finally a little purer, Minamoto Chisheng held the Spider Kiri in his hand and used the blade to push open the flaming door of the Paradise Hall.

When you walk inside, you can see flames and smoke everywhere.

Whether it was the curtains, the wood carvings, or the cards on the gambling table, they were all burning.

If it hadn't been for the large amount of fire-proof materials used in the construction of the Paradise Hall, the building would have collapsed long ago.

Going up the stairs, Yuan Zhisheng saw a suite that was completely different from other rooms.

This suite is obviously made of better materials, and it is harder for the flames to reach here.

Opening the door with a creak, Yuan Zhisheng saw a girl who looked very graceful and luxurious.

She was wearing twelve singles and wearing wooden clogs. She was very tall and beautiful.

Under the reflection of the flames outside, her eyes looked bright, and the long white sheath sword she held in her hand looked more like an ornament against the backdrop of her body.

"you are back?"

The moment she turned around to look at Yuan Zhisheng, Sakurai Kogure suddenly became a little distracted.

She seemed to see Ruri Kazama without makeup.

But she soon realized that this must be the brother the adults talked about.

Although she had fought many times on behalf of Ryoma and his forces on behalf of the Fierce Demons, this was the first time she had met Minamoto Chisheng.

"Do you know me?"

Hearing Sakurai Kogure's familiar greeting, Minamoto was startled.

Looking at the sweet smile on the other person's face, he would have known that he and she were on opposite sides.

Yuan Zhisheng estimated that he might subconsciously ignore that such a person would be a dragon horse among the fierce ghosts.

"How could I not recognize the current head of the Sheqi Eight Family?" Sakurai Kogure smiled.

"Sakurai Kogure, Ryoma of the Fierce Demons, Sakurai Akira's sister?" Gen Zhisheng asked with some uncertainty.

Compared to the photos in the profile, Sakurai Kogure dressed like this seems to be younger.

"Well, it's me." Sakurai Kogure replied respectfully.

"Where's Gin Ichimaru? Isn't he here?"

Knowing from the intelligence that the king would basically not come here, Yuan Zhisheng just asked if the Dragon King who had rescued Akira Sakurai was here.

"Ichimaru Gin?" After Minamoto was born, Sakurai Kogure was also stunned, "Who is he?"

"Miss Sakurai, you can actually be more honest at this time." Minamoto Zhisheng stretched out the cigarette in his hand, lit it with a flame and said, "The codename Dragon King, the man named Ichimaru Gin, didn't save your brother "

(End of this chapter)