Yujiang came as quickly as it came, and left just as quickly after reaching an agreement. This eternal hell, which claims to be able to satisfy almost all wishes in the world, cannot realize the purpose of the Church of God.
Sakurai Kogure stood up, pushed open the door of the VIP room and walked towards the casino hall. All kinds of gamblers stared at the young and charming female manager with burning eyes, but her graceful and charming body had a pure and quiet face.
Her face is like slightly chilled sweet wine, which gradually sinks into her throat.
"Today there are many female stars coming from Tokyo to support us. I hope the guests have a good time. If you are lucky, Egenkan will definitely help you realize your wish."
She bowed slightly to the gamblers present, then twisted her light waist and walked toward the gold-leafed elevator in the center of the hall.
In fact, in Japan, the status of celebrity entertainers is not that of attracting crowds of people as soon as they go out. They are more like high-level migrant workers.
But the Eternal Hell can gather so many young female celebrities to accompany the gamblers, which itself proves that the revenue is rich, like an endless cornucopia.
The elevator door opened, and Sakurai Kogure walked into the Japanese-style suite on the top floor. She kicked off her high heels before entering, trying not to make any noise.
The floor of this top-level suite is covered with traditional tatami mats, and the interior is separated by simple white paper screens. The windows are open, letting in the cool moonlight.
There is a small table next to the white paper screen, and there is a white porcelain vase on the small table. In the vase is a spring peach blossom that has not yet bloomed.
A fair and long hand held the spring peach and used it as a hairpin to insert it into the long and shiny hair, revealing the snow-white and crystal clear neck.
"As evidence of this, the hairpin was given to me by the emperor himself in the past years;
Don't forget about your romantic feelings, just chat with him and repay him, and you will be lucky in a moment of kindness;
Exchanging hairpins and worrying about Linqiong..."
Under the moonlight, the figure dances in a blood-red kimono with wide sleeves, chanting and singing. The embroidered manjushuahua is bright red like flowing blood, which complements the man's white skin.
In Japan, Kabuki has a much higher status than artists, celebrities, and idols. In the course of hundreds of years of development, it has gradually formed a unique form of monopoly and inheritance by aristocratic families, and has continued the hereditary tradition.
Contrary to what most people imagine, this kabuki performance originated in 1600 AD and was founded by the shrine maiden Okuno of Izumo Shrine in Shimane Prefecture. It first had female actors.
It was just that when kabuki was popular, many prostitutes were influenced to organize Yume Kabuki. They not only performed in dramas, but also received customers and engaged in customs.
In order to ensure the long-term performance of the performance and avoid corrupting customs, the Japanese shogunate banned women from performing in kabuki, so the troupe began to use young and beautiful men to accompany women, creating the "onagata" in kabuki. Somewhat like the dan roles in Peking opera.
This is also the reason why Kabuki families pass down the inheritance from male to female.
Onagames spend their entire lives observing and imitating women, understanding women's beauty better than women, and can confuse the world with just a few gestures.
Sakurai Kogure was one of the people sitting in the audience watching. She looked at the white-faced and powdered man on the stage holding a paper fan, singing and dancing.
I can't help but be dazzled by his peerless grace. This man is so graceful and bright, just like the lonely moon in the sky, touchable but unreachable.
The man sighed quietly and sat cross-legged. The spring peaches in his hair fell on the tatami, and his long hair was spread like a black waterfall.
"The last batch of evolutionary drugs jointly developed has arrived."
Sakurai Kogure stared at the man for a long time before speaking.
"Has the test product been confirmed?"
Kazama Ruri opened the white paper fan, and her beauty was indistinguishable from gender.
"This is the information the general just faxed."
Sakurai Kogure opened her briefcase and handed over a stack of documents.
"Sakurai Akira, a student at Aoyama Gang Gakuin University, 22 years old, with A-level blood but flaws. He is a ghost who can transform at any time."
Aoyama Gang Academy is a missionary school hidden in the mountains of Kobe to the outside world. It is surrounded by tall and thick stone walls, and an electrified barbed wire fence is connected to the outside of the stone walls. It houses delinquent teenagers who need care and reform.
In fact, it is a prison used by the Snakekihachi family to guard the fallen hybrids in the family. The elders of the Sakurai family conducted a blood test on Sakurai Akira when he was five years old. The defective dragon gene put him at risk of going berserk at any time.
Therefore, Sakurai Akira was imprisoned in this school that is often patrolled by guards. Every year, the parents of the family will bring elite specialists to conduct risk assessments for them. If the continuous mental and physical conditions obtained are safe and qualified, then he will be in the fourth grade.
When I was ten years old, I had the hope of "getting out of prison".
But if there is a risk of losing control, they will be executed immediately by the law enforcement officers of the sect who have pictures of ghosts and gods on the linings of their black suits.
"The file says he is your half-brother."
Sakurai Kogure walked up to the man's back and rubbed his shoulders, listening to what he said softly.
"But I've only met him once."
The woman smiled to herself.
They are all evil ghosts who were abandoned by their parents. They are the products of garbage blood. They have never received true freedom since they were born.
How can Sakurai Kogure save this poor brother?
She couldn't even save herself.
On the surface, she is the number three figure of the Fierce Ghosts, Ryoma, who holds supreme power. But it is because she is smart enough, able to make money, and makes people reassuring that she stands out from many tribes and is selected by the king.
In fact, she is just a dog on a chain. Because of her loyalty and intelligence, she wins the love of her owner and enjoys the best food.
But a dog is a dog, and when she stands upright on her feet and wants to be a human, she will be wrapped in a chain and her neck will be strangled.
Just like in shogi, the dragon king and dragon horse are just chess pieces, and only the king is the leader.
It is the greatest stupidity to try to interfere with the player's moves without knowing his position clearly.
The moment Akira Sakurai appeared on the general's profile, his fate was destined to be decided.
The fierce ghosts only need to execute, and they can only execute.
"Give him a chance."
Kazama Ruri closed her eyes and enjoyed the woman's skillful techniques, while behind her, Sakurai Kogure's eyes narrowed slightly.
"The king will give him a chance to choose, whether to continue to survive or to break the cage."
If he is smart enough, he will make the right choice.
The woman looked up at the moon by the window, with the same coldness in her eyes.
She suddenly hoped that there would be a power that could break the shackles that imprisoned her and make her whole body come alive.
"The only, odd number."
Kazama Liuli flipped through the information at will, and there was a high-definition photo attached to the last page. A ghost-faced warrior holding a cold gun looked murderous under the moonlit night.
Yes, this is also the only variable that Sakurai Kogure has seen after so many years of domestication.
In fact, when He appeared in the Kukakukan, Sakurai Kogure's mood was quite complicated, as if the heart that had been frozen for a long time had cracked open enough to accommodate the moonlight.
For the first time, she had the idea of cutting off the chains and starting a new life.
This chapter has been completed!