Chapter 119 What a perverted way to play

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 119 What a perverted way to play

Shinjuku, Tokyo.

In a bustling and noisy neighborhood, a quaint building sits alone in a corner.

An entirely wooden structure with eaves extending beyond the steps, the design is traditional and stacked.

Two white lanterns hang under the eaves, with the Chinese character "silver" written on them.

This is a kabuki theater with a long history.

Just like Peking Opera in China, most young people are not interested in this outdated form of performance.

Therefore, the theater business has never been very good, and it relies solely on the continuous injection of capital by the boss behind the scenes to survive.

Today, the already crowded theater was even more deserted, with not even a single audience member in the rows of seats.

It's not that business is so bad, it's just that someone has reserved the venue.

Musicians holding shakuhachi, flutes and Wang Pipa sat on the high platform, but no one played the instruments.

Under the huge ukiyo-e of "Hyakuki Night Parade", there are no actors wearing costumes and heavy makeup. There is only a man wearing an old man's mask sitting on the stage, holding a handful of shamisen in his arms, playing and singing to himself.

He sang the story of "Orochi". Susanoo was walking along the Hii River and met an old couple in the upper reaches. This old couple originally gave birth to eight daughters, seven of which were eaten by the Yamata-no-Orochi.

Now, they are weeping for their youngest daughter, Inadahime, who is about to suffer the same fate.

Susano'o volunteered and asked the old couple to brew eight barrels of strong liquor and cut eight doors in the wall.

As soon as the Yamata no Orochi who came here smelled the aroma of wine, his eight heads went into the eight doors to drink strong alcohol. Then he fell to the ground drunk and could not sleep.

Susano'o took the opportunity to kill the Yamata no Orochi with his ten-fist sword, and found an extremely sharp weapon from its tail, the Amazuki Unsword.

The old man kept changing his accent, sometimes using Susano'o's voice, sometimes using an old woman's voice, and sometimes using Inadahime's voice.

To be honest, his imitation was not good, even extremely bad.

Normally, the audience would have knocked him off the stage.

But now no one dares to knock down this overestimating old man, because he is the boss behind this theater.

"General Wang is so elegant."

In the empty auditorium, someone suddenly applauded.

The king stopped playing and singing, and the musicians filed away.

The quiet hall became even more deserted, with only the general and the applauding people left.

"The fish broke through the net with the dragon species, and the king is still thinking about singing here. It's really peaceful."

The caucasian man wearing a black top hat said.

"Are you here just to mock me?"

The king general said coldly.

"Of course not, I'm just here to give you something on behalf of the boss."

The top hat man said.

"I don't dare to accept your things."

The king general sneered.

Koyama Takazao thought that he invented the genetic medicine because he was a genius, but he did not know that the paper he was referring to was originally sent by General Wang.

And that paper was sold to him by the forces behind the bowler hat man.

In addition, there are also the blood of pure-blooded dragons, corpses of high-blooded hybrids, hybrid babies, etc.

All are things that are extremely difficult to obtain and are extremely needed by the king and general.

This made him extremely wary of this group of people, even more so than the secret party.

"You are our long-term partner, and we have always been generous to our collaborators. This is the sincerity I bring."

The man in the top hat lifted a black box from his feet, then strolled up to the king.

The box was opened, and a purple-black potion lay in the red velvet.

"What's this?"

the king general asked.

"Hell's Cocktail, the latest genetic potion developed, one stick can raise the bloodline of a B-level hybrid to S-level."

The top hat man said.

"S-level."

The king looked at him like an idiot.

"Do you think a forcibly upgraded S-class can hurt that young man's hair?"

If the other party really thinks so, then he will have to consider whether to terminate the cooperation.

One stupid ally is more terrifying than ten smart enemies.

"Of course not. Even if we spawn a company of S-class people, I'm afraid they won't be able to shake that S-class specialist."

The man in the top hat shook his head and said.

"Then what's the use of this thing?"

"What if we inject it into that S-class body?"

The man in the top hat asked rhetorically.

General Wang thought for a while, with a cold smile on his lips.

All S-level dragon blood ratios are on the verge of danger. As long as they are pushed one more time, they will transform from S-level hybrids into super deadpools.

Lu Mingfei is not an "emperor", and the proportion of dragon blood is almost 100% and he can still retain his complete humanity.

"Is one enough?"

the king general asked.

Based on the other party's performance, he didn't dare to treat the other party as an ordinary S-class.

"That's enough. This one is specially made. The raw material is the ancient dragon's fetal blood."

The man in the top hat replied.

"What do you want?"

the king general asked.

With such a large investment, there must be an equally large output.

"It's very important to us that we don't have him. Keeping him in Japan forever is the reward."

The top hat man said calmly.

Let this S-class, who was so strong that he was out of control, turn into a ghost, give the Japanese branch an excuse to attack Cassel, and allow the school board to question Lu Mingfei's bloodline and question Angers.

These are all good things in the later stage. Now they and General Wang have only one consensus: Lu Mingfei must die!

Everyone is playing chess in a disciplined manner, how can we allow someone to drive a dump truck and knock over the chess board?

As for how to inject this "hell cocktail" into Lu Mingfei's body, that is Wang Jiang's business.

They are just partners, not nannies.

The top hat man left, and Wang Jiang played with this dangerous potion and fell into thinking.

Of course, Lu Mingfei would not lie there obediently and let him get the injection. He would either restrain him or inject it remotely.

Of course it is impossible to restrain him. If he can be restrained, he will be killed directly.

It seems it's time to use that chess piece.

Wang Jiang took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Akechi Asuya, the branch chief of the Kanto branch, has an A-level bloodline evaluation. He once went to Kassel for further training, and has maintained an invincible record in close combat, and is known as the 'demon sword'."

Yuan Zhennu told Lu Mingfei the information she knew.

Demon knife?

Chu Zihang looked at the Magic Sword at his waist. Murasame seemed to have the nickname of Demon Sword.

"What is his speech spirit?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

After being tricked once, he has put the spirit of speech in the same dangerous position as the spiritual energy.

"It should be Yanling Setsuna."
To be continued...