When the fragrant ramen sprinkled with chopped green onion was served to the table, Li Yongyuan had already pulled Eri and sat down in front of the stall.
While using chopsticks to pick up the ramen that the master had placed in front of his table, Li Yongyuan took a mouthful and complained: "It's so salty. Does the chef have Parkinson's disease? He should at least shake in a can of salt."
Upon hearing this, Eriyi pushed the bowl of tonkotsu ramen with a lot of ingredients and eggs and ham arranged in a heart shape in front of the boy, while she obediently took over Li Yongyuan's bowl of clear soup and watery noodles.
"Boy, don't get too carried away!"
The old master gritted his teeth and looked at the picky Li Longyuan, and then said to Huiliyi in a friendly manner:
"Girls shouldn't be too proactive, especially before they get married, let alone some boys with bad intentions."
Eriki raised her clear, big eyes and looked at the gray-haired old master, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking carefully about Kametsu's words.
Then, with the master's winning smile, he gently pressed his cheek against Li Yongyuan's right shoulder like a cat to express intimacy.
"Yeah..."
Shang Shiyue's inner fire level instantly exploded, and the sound of his back teeth grinding seemed to be heard in reality.
"Eat, eat, I won't come to this store next time."
Li Yongyuan pushed the love ramen carefully prepared by Shangyue back to Eriyi's table and said.
"eat together."
Eriki held up the small notebook seriously.
The more Shang Shan saw this, he had no choice but to sigh as if resigned to his fate.
This was very different from the touching scene he imagined of father and daughter meeting.
Is it because I am an old bastard that my daughter follows a little bastard?
The man who had always believed in Catholicism suddenly had a deeper understanding of karma.
"Hey, you know what Eriyi means to the Snakekihachi family, right?"
Li Yongyuan suddenly raised his head, looking dazed in the small wooden carriage. In fact, he was staring at Eri's shirt and asked more and more questions.
"The unstable royal blood is a being that is strictly guarded. They are hailed as noble descendants of gods, but in fact they are shackles that trap them throughout their lives."
When he heard what was going on, Shang Shangyue's back was slightly bowed and his eyes were bright, like a liger.
"To be honest, your ability to bring her out as promised is beyond my expectation."
"It's nothing. Because the Snake Qihachi family has always been very confident in their control over Tokyo, and Eri's imperial blood is not stable.
If you do not return to Genji Heavy Industries for supervision and treatment for a long time, it is easy for the bloodline to get out of control. No one wants to face the risk of an emperor's bloodline getting out of control," Li Yongyuan said.
"So, you still only have the freedom to get along with her for a short period of time. It's a pity. Even if I agree that she can be with you in the future, you don't have the qualifications."
All the expressions on Shangyue's face disappeared like ink marks on a scroll, leaving only the condescending coldness.
Just like in many soap operas, those CEO fathers slap a poor young man in the face with money to make him realize the reality and then leave his daughter.
"That's why I came to you."
When Li Longyuan heard this, not only did he not get angry, but he chuckled lightly.
"In my opinion, the best plan should not be complicated and complicated, with one link within another. It should be unexpected. The fewer links, the less likely it is to make mistakes. It should hit the target."
He slowly took out a golden-red serum injection from his suit pocket.
This was given to him by Li Chengqian at that time, which could suppress the outbreak of Eri Yi's bloodline.
"I said that when I come to Japan again, I will personally break this shackles."
Li Yongyuan never likes to break his promises.
"You want to take her away from the Sheqiba family completely?"
Shang Shi raised his eyebrows more and more, and this time it was his turn to be surprised.
"Aren't you curious about who has been using the emperor's blood all these years, and who is most concerned about Eri's disappearance?"
Li Yongyuan asked back.
"Protect Eri Yi. Anyone who comes close to her has an ulterior motive."
"But why can I trust you? A guy whose name I don't even know will protect Eri Yi. Instead of being an introduction to the game."
Shang Shi was looking more closely at Li Yongyuan, while the girl wearing a red and white witch costume looked on with bright eyes.
"This sounds like a question that every wealthy father in TV dramas would ask, what is your purpose in getting close to my daughter?"
Li Longyuan stood up, looked directly at the other party's lion-like eyes, and said every word:
"But my answer is, there is no reason. It's like seeing a beautiful doll trapped in a crystal ball who is ignorant of the world. I can't help but want to hold her hand and take her to see a brighter and freer world. world."
Shang Shangyue felt the firm will in his eyes, which was more convincing than words.
"Looks like I have to stay on your team for the time being."
The old chef took off his chef's coat, revealing the old-fashioned suit underneath.
His chest and arms were slightly tight, and his slightly frosted temples did not make him look older, but gave him the air of a smart and capable gangster godfather.
"What are you going to do?"
Shangyue had chatted with Li Ryongyuan for a while before, but he didn't tell him that after taking Eri out of Genji Heavy Industries, he would never let her go back again.
"Problems are caused by people. Rather than solving problems, it's better to solve people."
Li Yongyuan clapped his hands gently.
Two men in long black trench coats walked out from the corner of the street not far from the stall, standing one on the left and one on the right behind Li Yongyuan.
"I'm really looking forward to playing against the Sheqiba family, who have a good life..."
Zhou Chen smashed his fist, paused and said.
"I hope I live to collect your death pension."
Si Yao slowly took off his glasses and covered his face with a ferocious ghost face.
It was the one that Lee Yong-yeon wore when he attacked the Paradise Hall.
"Wish you good luck." Zhou Chen raised his middle finger, greeting his old rival as usual. Then he covered his face with a majestic dragon head mask.
It was the one Li Yongyuan wore when he attacked the headquarters building of Genji Heavy Industries.
"Buzz!!!"
The roar of a motorcycle came from the street in the distance. The slightly petite rider took off his helmet, revealing Zhao Xi's soft and cute face.
"Very good, all three armies are here."
Shang Shangyue looked at Li Longyuan and clapped with a smile. There were only three of them, but they seemed to convey the momentum of thousands of troops.
"The struggle between the Fierce Ghosts and the Snake Qiba Family is still too plain, as if someone is deliberately controlling the process."
Li Longyuan spoke as if there was no one around, but he seemed to be explaining to Shang Shangyue what he was going to do next.
"If the news spreads that Eri's clothes are among the fierce ghosts, all members of the Snakekihachi family will be dispatched, right?"
Shangyue paused when he heard the words, and the eyes he looked at Li Longyuan changed drastically. He was no longer looking at a junior.
"There are too many people dying. When the sea of blood is enough to drown everything, everyone and everything will have a final answer."
The slender young man stood under the streets of Tokyo, his face hidden in the light and darkness, and his low words made people feel more and more chilling.
Perhaps Herzog wanted to run things smoothly and wait for the experiment to be perfect.
But Li Yongyuan has already begun to detonate the mines he has laid for many years.
He didn't want to restrain it. The hatred between the Menggui clan and the Snake Qiba family over the years could no longer be restrained simply by the leader's words.
On the contrary, he wants to make these tough questions inevitable.
Until more and more people die, pieces are constantly exchanged for pieces on the chessboard.
When the soldiers die and the general dies, it is the king's turn to appear.