Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Tokyo, which had finally been quiet for a while, became lively again with the arrival of Angers.

The plan of killing gods of the Snake Qi Hachi Family is still being carried out in an orderly manner, and the search for Uesugoshi and Minamoto has not stopped. However, it is still difficult to find Uesugoshi who has been hidden for almost sixty years due to a serious shortage of manpower. A bit too big.

After Inuyama Ga sent the news of Anger's arrival back to the Sheqihachi family, he came to the street at the back gate of Dongda University alone, trying to contact the emperor on the street where he lived. Unfortunately, it backfired, and in the end he could only find no success. And return.

On the other side, Fingel let go after finishing the report and continued to wander around the streets of Tokyo with Eva. During this period, he also met a couple from China. It was said that their daughter ran out to play with other people's children. Can helplessly live in a world of two.

Meeting was fate, and the four of them decided to visit the "Chidori Deep". It is said that there is a 400-meter-long cherry blossom path with 800 cherry trees planted there. It is very worth visiting.

Of course, a certain husband who did not want to be named did not tell his wife that there was the cemetery of unknown Japanese soldiers during World War II, and next to it was the infamous Yasukuni Shrine. He also did not tell her that he would suddenly sleepwalk tonight, in a smelly toilet. Throw something somewhere.

The reason why Fingel and Eva went together was also because of the influence of an unscrupulous boss. Since the family shrine of the mafia supreme leader was bombed, naturally they, the subordinates, must follow the leader's lead and set off their feet in the Tokyo night. Chicken glory.

On the other side, in the remaining secret stronghold of the fierce ghosts that had not been exposed, Yuan Zhennu looked at the corpse wearing the mask of the public minister on the ground and fell into deep thought.

If he didn't have amnesia or was insane, he should have stabbed the king's heart with his own hands two days ago. Later, Sakurai Kogure knocked him away with a chair. Before leaving, he checked his pulse and breathing, and was sure to be dead. .

At that time, the news reported this vicious murder, and there was no reason why General Wang was still alive.

But it happened that he was not dead, or that he was resurrected.

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After the joke-like court hearing ended this morning, Minamoto and her family came to this secret stronghold in Chiyoda District. Because of his serious injury and being up all night, he did not have the energy to go out with his father and brother and could only stay. Rest in the stronghold and wait for their return.

This stronghold is a small shop disguised as an izakaya. It was announced that it was not being managed well and was about to be sold and run away. However, just like a clearance sale, no one took over.

He only waited for a phone call until the evening, and they were never seen again. Just when he was worried that something had happened, someone knocked on the door of the stronghold, and even that nightmare-like voice sounded outside the door: "Children" Girl, I’m here to find you.”

Hearing this familiar voice, Minamoto Chimei froze on the spot. Sakurai Kogure, who had been taking care of him, was not much better. The person they killed with their own hands miraculously survived and was still alive. The scattered chase leads to the secret stronghold, which is indeed a bit like a horror movie.

Fortunately, among the three retainers, Yasha, who was in charge of combat effectiveness, was left by Yuan Zhisheng to serve as a bodyguard for his younger brother and sister-in-law.

After confirming that the leader of the fierce ghosts was standing outside the door, he did not hesitate to pick up the firearms captured during the day and fired a burst, breaking the solid door into a sieve, and even the people standing outside the door were swept into pieces. The body was dead, with only two legs still intact.

But no one takes it lightly. The king can live again, and he can live a second time.

Sure enough, just when Yasha cautiously stepped forward to prepare for the autopsy, more than a dozen fully armed members of the Fierce Ghosts suddenly appeared outside. The terrifying fire suppression forced Yasha to temporarily avoid the edge.

Fortunately, there are a lot of weapons in the secret stronghold. Together, the three of them can barely hold on to the stronghold and prevent the members of the Fierce Ghosts from attacking.

But the enemy can't attack, and they can't escape. The back door of the secret stronghold also has a handle. Even if they want to escape from the rooftop in the early morning, it's unrealistic. There are all single-family huts nearby, and they are too far apart from each other. Even if they are mixed race It is also difficult to complete such a difficult hopscotch game.

The violent gunfire will inevitably cause nearby residents to call the police. If they don't come up with a solution as soon as possible, their location will be exposed to the Sheqi family when the police arrive.

During the vacuum period when reloading, a familiar voice sounded outside the door again. Wang Jiang signaled Yuan Zhimu not to make any unnecessary resistance. We are teachers and students, and he will not do anything to his own students.

But the dog didn't believe it after hearing this. How could Yuan Zhennu give up the resistance and be captured? She grabbed two grenades and threw them out on the spot, hoping to let the old man know why the flowers were so red.

After that, the gun battle continued. Amidst the roar of machine guns, Yasha caught the sound of imperceptible footsteps on the second floor of the izakaya, and immediately understood that someone had successfully invaded.

After a brief exchange, he handed over the defense of the gate to Yuan Zongnu, and then rushed into the second floor alone to kill the intruder.

There is no doubt about his strength. Being valued by everyone and being arranged to be the young master's retainer has its merits.

However, the strength of the intruder clearly exceeded his expectations, and they were calculated mentally and unintentionally. Under the unprepared sneak attack, he was beaten down the stairs in less than a minute, and the gun in his hand was broken into two pieces.

Sensing something was wrong, Minamoto Chime immediately turned around and looked back, only to see the man wearing a Noh mask slowly walking down the stairs, holding a bloody samurai sword in his hand, slowly wiping the blood on the knife, scarlet The lips and pale teeth formed a chilling and ferocious smile.

Yuan Zhennu subconsciously pulled the trigger, but she only heard a crisp "click" sound from the gun. There was no gun flame bursting from the muzzle, and no bullet came out of the chamber.

Looking down, he realized that the bullets had long been empty and there were empty magazines around him.

Sakurai Kogure, who was next to him, noticed something unusual on Minamoto's side, and immediately turned his gun to aim at the king general who came out from behind, preparing to use a hail of bullets to make him lie back inside the coffin board.

But before she could pull the trigger, the katana in the king's hand had already been released, spinning in the air and stabbing Sakurai Kogure's delicate cheek.

The speed was so fast that even the air was torn apart, making a clearly audible whine.

Before he could react too much, Minamoto Chime pulled Sakurai Kogure to avoid the flying katana. Without time to change the magazine, he directly picked up the gun in his hand and threw it at the king.

His original intention was to attack again while the opponent was dodging. Unexpectedly, the king general refused to dodge, and regardless of the terrifying heat that the barrel of the gun was still emitting as hot as a soldering iron, he raised his hand to grab the flying rifle and smashed it. He whipped Yaksha, who had just gotten up from the ground, directly into the wall.

The gunfire in the stronghold stopped, and the members of the Fierce Demons guarding outside immediately changed their plans and pressed towards the gate. This move forced Sakurai Kogure to turn the muzzle again to suppress the fire to prevent being in danger of being attacked from both sides. territory.

Yasha stubbornly tried to stand up again, but the king stepped on his back. He felt as if a boulder weighing several tons had been crushed instantly on his body, and there was a risk of his lungs rupturing and suffocating at any time.

Seeing that her brother's confidant was about to be trampled to death, Minamoto Chime immediately grabbed the naginata leaning against the wall and prepared to step forward to rescue her. However, as soon as they came face to face, she was kicked back by someone with a knife, and three or four people slipped on the ground. Meters away, he crashed into a pile of tables and chairs.

The situation was bad, and what was worse was that Sakurai Kogure was also out of bullets.

Seeing that General Wang was about to catch them all, a violent engine roar suddenly came from outside the street, and an off-road vehicle rushed into the armed crowd outside the door, knocking the fierce ghosts to pieces.

The driver of the off-road vehicle was a handsome young man. He made a clean drift and knocked away several fierce ghosts. After that, a girl in a black tights suddenly jumped out from the back seat window. Her graceful figure was spinning in mid-air. A cold light shot out from her body in an instant and plunged straight into the unprotected throats of the members of the Fierce Ghosts.

When she landed lightly, the passenger door was violently kicked open. An old man in a long black trench coat holding two Tang-like swords plunged into the crowd like a black whirlwind.

The light of the sword flashed continuously in the night and lights, bringing up the gorgeous red flowers. This group of professionally trained fierce ghosts broke into pieces, falling to the ground one by one, painted with blood and flesh to create a cruel and bloody scene. picture scroll.

But no one appreciated his creation. The ninja girl disappeared into the moonlight and rushed into the izakaya with the young man driving the off-road vehicle.

As soon as Yuan Zhisheng stepped into the door of the izakaya, he saw a scene that made his eyes split open. He saw a man in a black shorts suit holding Yuan Zhisheng's neck with one hand and stepping on Yasha who was vomiting blood. Weiwei glances at him.

The ugly and funny grin on the pair of official masks was stained with blood, making them look like murderous demons in horror movies.

"Oh, look, isn't this the young master of the Sheqiba family, Young Master Yuan Zhisheng?" The Wang General's words seemed to be chanting loudly, but his poor acting skills and poor accent could not impress the audience, and would only make people It feels extremely noisy.

At least it sounded like that to Yuan Zhisheng.

Jian Yuan Zhisheng didn't respond, and even walked towards him with a knife drawn. However, Wang Jiang didn't mind at all. He just turned to look at the thin boy who was held in front of him by the neck:

"Girl, look, your favorite brother has come to save you. Isn't this the scene you have always wanted to see?"

However, Yuan Jingnu also noticed something was wrong at this moment. Compared with the king who was as cunning as a fox in her impression and never showed his true emotions, the person in front of her was basically two people with similar body shapes and no inner similarities at all.

The words of this resurrected king were filled with unspeakable madness. Although the words and deeds of the king did fit the image of an evil ghost crawling back from purgatory, Yuan Zhimu firmly believed that no one in the world could rise from the dead, even if he I am a living example.

In the final analysis, he did not die. Under the dual effects of the physical fitness of the super hybrid and the evolution medicine he had swallowed for many years, even if his organs and blood vessels were smashed, his terrifying self-healing ability still kept him hanging. Life, waiting for the rescue of the king.

The king general is different, he is just an ordinary mixed race and does not have royal blood qualifications.

Realizing that his brother had arrived, Yuan Zhennu's eyes grew fierce. He struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat: "You are not a general, who are you?!"

No one answered him, only an ancient sword shot out.

The terrifying sound of breaking wind came from outside the house, and the bloodless Tang-shaped sword was like a spear that penetrated the stars, cutting through the smoke and air, and suddenly penetrated the pale and funny mask of the king with lightning speed.

The long and narrow blade of the snow-white blade pierced between the eyebrows and came out from the back of the head without bringing up any excess blood or serous fluid.

Yuan Zhennu looked at the scene in front of her with eyes filled with astonishment. Before he could even blink, a knife appeared on the king's forehead. He killed him with just one blow, taking away the answer he wanted to know.

The strength of the big hands clamping the neck gradually weakened, and the strong suffocation feeling was slightly relieved. The air flowed into the lungs along the trachea without any obstruction, and the flushed cheeks quickly returned to their original whiteness.

But the king did not die on the spot, he could still control the intact body.

Turning his neck, the head with a long knife stuck in it looked towards the door of the izakaya. The old man with a gloomy face was striding over. One sleeve burst, and you could clearly see the veins on his thick arms that were like steel cast. Some subtle phantoms of dragon scales can be seen.

"What a fast knife."

Words full of admiration came from under the mask, but the ninja girl hiding in the darkness did not want to give him time to finish his last words. Several rays of cold light lit up, instantly penetrating the king's throat, heart, and various joints.

With a "boom", Wang Jiang's not-so-tall body suddenly fell down. Yuan Zhisheng almost fell down when his feet hit the ground. Fortunately, Yuan Zhisheng stepped forward to catch him in time.

Being hugged by her brother, Minamoto felt a sense of security. But after she stood firm, she quickly turned her attention to the other side of the izakaya. She relaxed after seeing that Sakurai Kogure, who had been kicked out, was not seriously injured. One breath.

"Thank you." He thanked Uesugoshi who came closer, his eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of intimacy.

Obviously, Uesugoshi's determination to die for his two sons won him the trust of the Genji brothers, and he stepped forward in several critical situations. It also made the Minamoto girls, who were more emotional and eager for the care of their elders, treat him a little more. Feelings of admiration.

Uesugoshi didn't speak. He just reached out and checked Minamoto's body. After confirming that there were no injuries, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corners of his younger son's lips: "It's fine."

Now was not the time to express his father's love. The police and the Sheqiba machine would arrive at any time. He raised his hand and pulled out the ancient knife inserted in the king's forehead. He tried to use the tip of the knife to peel off the scary mask, but failed after several attempts. After finishing, he couldn't help but frown and said:

"Who the hell is this guy and why does he have a mask welded to his face?"

"He is the leader of the fierce ghosts - General Wang, and he is also my teacher." Yuan Zhennu said as she squatted down and pulled open the collar of the King's shirt, but could not see the scar left by the penetrating injury on his heart.

"Hasn't he been killed by you?" Yuan Zhisheng helped Yasha, who was still vomiting blood, with doubts in his eyes. Could it be that the fierce ghosts still have a way to resurrect from the dead?

If it is true, it is too dangerous. Such a shocking technology must be handed over to the Sheqiba family for safekeeping!

"This is not the king general, it should be just his substitute." Yuan Zhennu raised her hand and pressed it on the king general's heart. Her hands were as cold as a living person...not like a corpse that had just died. The skin and flesh were very hard. If you felt it carefully, you could feel something under the skin. Thin scales.

"Just like the ancient daimyo and generals, the king general also prepared a substitute. The king general I killed before was most likely a fake. The real king general is still hiding in the dark." Yuan Zhennu said, reaching out to pick the The pale and blood-stained Gongqing mask, I wanted to see if there really was an evil ghost's face hidden underneath.

But just as Uesugoshi said, the mask was welded to the face of the King's substitute. If he tried to tear it off, it would only tear off the facial skin.

Yuan Zhisheng knew very well how strong the execution ability of the Sheqi Eight Family was. Seeing this, he no longer allowed Yuan Zhisheng to continue to steal his face. He said in a deep voice: "Now is not the time to discuss the true identity of the king. The people of this family have been exposed here. We will come as soon as possible to find out the situation, we have to leave.”