I'm a God of Evil in Tokyo

The group of men in black slowly dispersed, revealing a familiar figure in the middle.

"Fuyongyang tree!"

Yuan Shengming's eyes were like knives, he fixed his eyes on the figure that had just appeared, and read out the familiar name word by word.

In the cold voice, there was an uncontrollable anger.

Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Scum

"Junior Sister, the agreement we signed is the entire Linzaki Dojo, and as the inheritance token of the successive masters of the Linzaki Dojo, the precious sword Hongkiri is also a part of it.

This record is stated in the Kendo Association's "Schools of Schools", I bought the Hayashizaki dojo, and the treasured sword Hongqie in your hand must not fall. "

Fuyong Yangshu walked out of the crowd slowly, not paying any attention to Yuan Shengming's gaze that wanted to cut him into pieces.

She was just a little girl who had just grown up, and he didn't pay attention to her at all.

After resting his eyes on the treasured sword Hongqie for a while, Fuyong Yangshu turned his attention to Yuan Shengming himself.

Different from Fuyong Yangshu's light-hearted attitude, Yuan Shengming can be said to hate him to the bone.

From Yuan Shengming's point of view, apart from her father who hardly had any impression of her, the culprit was Fu Yongyang Shu who caused the Yuansheng family to decline to such a state.

It was he who drove away the third senior brother and the second senior brother in the name of maintaining the orthodoxy of the Yuansheng family. Although the two senior brothers may not be good people, at least they are much better than the pious Fuyong Yangshu.

After he took control of the Linzaki Dojo, Fuyong Yangshu colluded with the Jido organization to affect the reputation of the Linqi Dojo, and wantonly took away the wealth that should have belonged to the Yuansheng family.

In the end, he even wanted to get the reputation, status and wealth of the Yuansheng family by marrying Yuanshengming.

For this scumbag, Yuan Shengming always wanted to kill him with his own hands.

It's a pity that he didn't have the ability at the beginning, and he didn't really catch him, so he could only be expelled from the division in the end.

I haven't seen Fukunaga Yoki for so many years, and I didn't expect that today, when she completely gave up the Linzaki Dojo, Fukunaga Yoki, who hadn't seen him for ten years, would come back here.

A bad premonition rose in Yuan Shengming's heart.

Stepping back slightly, Yuan Shengming put the Taidao in his hand in front of his body, and looked at Fuyong Yangshu warily.

"Little sister, don't be like this. Senior brother has been separated from you for so many years, so we should catch up on the past. Your performance of such a birth makes senior brother very sad!"

Nearly middle-aged Fuyong Yangshu stepped forward and smiled brightly at Yuansheng.

Fuyong Yangshu hadn't seen Yuan Shengming for ten years.

Although I have been paying attention to her news before, but I have not come into contact with the real person, I just vaguely heard that she is very beautiful.

Now standing opposite her, looking at this girl who was so amazing that he couldn't speak, Fuyong Yangshu realized what he had missed at the beginning.

Fuyong Yangshu couldn't help feeling slightly regretful.

If he had spent more time on this yellow-haired girl to fool her, the beauty in front of him, the wealth of the Yuansheng family, and the status and fame of the Linqi Dojo should all belong to him.

He would not be expelled from the school in the name of moral corruption, wasting a good time.

Of course, this regret is only fleeting.

He, Fuyong Yangshu, relied on his youth and strength to survive those nosy old men, and survived to his current position in the Nakamura group, until the superman in the Nakamura group had thoughts about the kendo world.

Now with the support of the entire Nakamura group, the down-and-out Hayashizaki dojo is just mediocre.

If it weren't for the long tradition in Linzaki Dojo and the fact that there is a deacon seat in the Kendo Association, the Nakamura group would not have taken a fancy to such a shabby settlement.

While looking up and down Yuan Shengming, a trace of greed flashed in Fuyong Yangshu's eyes.

The team leader entrusted him with all the affairs of the Hayashizaki dojo. With the power of the Nakamura group in the Adachi district, as long as the timing is right, it is only a matter of saying a word to one person.

The beautiful girl in front of him could not escape his grasp, and he wanted to take back everything that should belong to him.

The viciousness in his eyes flashed away, and Fuyong Yangshu said with a smile on the surface.

"Little Junior Sister, are you safe?"

Yuan Shengming frowned slightly, with an undisguised disgust on her pretty face.

"You have been expelled from the school, and you are not qualified to be my senior brother."

The smile on Fuyong Yangshu's face froze slightly.

"Little sister, you can't say that.

I am a teacher for a day and a father for life, my master will always be my master, and I will always be his big disciple, there is no doubt about it.

As long as the master does not deny me as a disciple, what qualifications do those old bastards have to replace the master and expel me from the sect? "

His master, Yuan Shengming's grandfather, Yuan Shengkong, had passed away for many years, and he was obviously deliberately finding fault by saying such words.

Yuan Shengming was in a hurry, and she could tolerate other things, but she couldn't tolerate Fu Yongyangshu's bluffing and deceiving in the name of grandpa.

"You are shameless, you are the scum of Linzaki Dojo!"

Yuan Shengming cursed at Fuyong Yangshu.

It's a pity that I haven't been exposed to these since I was a child, and Yuan Shengming's vocabulary is obviously insufficient.

This level of insulting Fuyong Yangshu nodded as much as some perverts, and said indifferently.

"I'm shameless, I'm a scum, and you're right.

But little junior sister, if I am the scum of Linqi dojo, what are you? "

"You colluded with those outsiders with bad intentions and let them carve up the deacon position of the Linzaki Dojo in the Kendo Association.

In order to completely cut off the way of life of the Linqi Dojo, they expelled me, an orthodox disciple, from the sect, and finally led to the complete downfall of the Linqi Dojo that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

For the entire Linzaki Dojo, who is the biggest sinner, you don't know, right? "

With a playful smile, Fuyong Yangshu walked towards Yuan Shengming step by step.

He knew very well that Yuan Shengming's biggest weakness was in Linqi Dojo, and he stayed here for ten years with the intention of saving Linqi Dojo, so it is conceivable how deep his affection for Linqi Dojo is.

Even though Yuan Shengming wanted to give up and was about to sell the Linzaki Dojo, he still had an obsession with Linzaki Dojo in his heart.

Throwing all the responsibility for the downfall of the Linzaki Dojo on her, the impact on her is not ordinary.

The words that could not withstand scrutiny disturbed Yuan Shengming's mind, and slowly lowered the hand holding the sword, Yuan Shengming shook his head and backed away again and again.

"No, what you said is wrong!"

Seeing such a scene, the smile on Fuyong Yangshu's face became even brighter.

While striding towards Yuan Shengming, he also raised his hands to show that he did not have any hostility.

"Junior Junior Sister, although you are at fault for this matter, you have a chance to make amends.

The Linzaki dojo was bought by the Nakamura group behind me. As the only person in the Nakamura group who has the title of professional swordsman, I take care of everything in the Linzaki dojo.

You are the only heir of the Yuansheng family, and I am the first disciple of the eagle-eyed swordsman Yuanshengkong. Our cooperation is a match made in heaven.

As long as you are willing to stay and rebuild the Linzaki Dojo with me, I guarantee that the Linzaki Dojo will regain its glory, and even be able to open all over Tokyo and even the whole country like those big daojos. "

While Fuyong Yangshu was planning a beautiful blueprint in a soft voice, he leaned towards Yuan Shengming, wanting to embrace her in his arms.

With his current ability, it is certainly feasible to use force, but if he can subdue him with a normal posture, why choose troublesome means?

Some indescribable pictures of the girl after being subdued flashed in my mind, and the smile on Fuyong Yangshu's face became more and more obscene.

Just after walking less than one meter away from Yuan Shengming, Fuyong Yangshu has completely opened his arms, as if welcoming Yuan Shengming's embrace.

And Yuan Shengming himself was still shaking his head, his black and smooth hair stained his pretty face, his originally ruddy lips were as bloodless as his cheeks, and he looked devastated.

As before, while Fuyong Yangshu stepped forward, Yuan Shengming retreated slowly.

The only thing that is a little abnormal is that the right foot that Yuan Shengming took backward seems to be taking a long step...

ps: This time it's really not a broken chapter, it's mainly because of the writing habit to set the suspense, the next chapter is being coded, and it will arrive soon.

Here's a book "The Cthulhu Girl's Great Praise and Collapse" first. You can't compare Fengbao's book. If it's not Lily, I'll hack him to death.

I won’t post the introduction, anyway, it’s pure comparison, there is nothing to post, if you are interested, you can take a look.

Is it true that everyone is an evil god?

Chapter 35

Step back with your right foot, lunge and lean over, and draw your sword!

Accompanied by the standard sword-drawing and chopping, a silver-white horse streaked across the space at a speed hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

The air under the sharp blade was instantly cut open, and the sound of the scabbard rubbing against the scabbard and the sound of piercing the air instantly resounded throughout the courtyard.

The sunlight reflected by the silver-white sword almost dazzled everyone's eyes. Fuyong Yangshu, who was the first to bear the brunt, was unable to make any reaction at all. Before his outstretched arms could be folded back to his chest, the sharp blade slashed across his chest. Throat

The speed indistinguishable to the naked eye endowed the blade with unimaginable lethality. The blade pierced into the flesh and cut the trachea without the slightest hindrance, and even the smooth body of the sword did not leave the slightest trace of blood.

Fuyong Yangshu's eyes widened, and his frantically trembling palms tried to cover the slowly expanding red marks on his neck.

The flushed face wanted to make a sound, but the broken trachea could only let him make a "hiss!" whine like a dying animal.

Blood slowly overflowed from the mouth, the bloodshot gradually covered the eyeballs, and life kept passing by.

The dying struggle made him realize that Hongqie took away not only the blade, but also his life.

The body fell down suddenly, and Fuyong Yangshu, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his blood-stained palm, trying to grab the girl in front of him.

But no matter how he tried, the short distance of tens of centimeters became a curse from heaven.

No matter what, he couldn't figure out how he, the good-for-nothing little junior sister who had always been looked down upon by him, and the beautiful girl who he regarded as a plaything in the future, could swing such an astonishing sword.

Such a sword, perfect as if it should not exist in this world.

At the last moment before his death, he finally gave up on questioning the doubts in his heart, and felt that perfect sword like a real swordsman.

Consciousness gradually blurred and returned to darkness.

It wasn't until Fuyong Yangshu completely lost his breath that Yuan Shengming made a move.

Standing up slowly, Yuan Shengming gently shook the sword with his right hand, and threw two circular arcs in the air. I don't know if he was trying to shake off the non-existing blood on the sword, or some filth that disgusted her.

Putting your thumb against the back of the knife, the blade slowly returned to the scabbard.