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Chapter 222, Bloodbath Triangle Temple (2)

The tourists retreated one after another, and peace returned to Sanjiaoji Temple. The monks in the temple began to busy cleaning and tidying up the environment. After the leaders of the Inagawa Society learned that the purpose of the emperor's trip was simply to retire from Ishida Hongmu, they also

leave.

As night fell, candlelight rose up from the Triangle Temple, creating a sense of tranquility and serenity. The emperor loved Ishida Mahogany's game and invited him to dinner that night, accompanied by the host. The hearty chatter and laughter echoed in the quiet thatched cottage, showing that

The kind and kind side of the Emperor.

Although Ishida Hongmu was a yokozuna and a general of the Inagawa Kai, his status in the underground world was very noble. However, facing the spiritual leader of Japan, he rarely restrained his arrogance and behaved very respectfully. He also invited the emperor to stay at Sanjioji Temple for a longer time.

How many days.

The dinner lasted for about two hours. Ishida Hongmu had a lot of physical and energy consumption due to five consecutive battles today. Finally, he took the initiative to resign and returned to his room. The Emperor and others also went to bed early after simply tidying up.

Inside the temple, only the vigilant monks come out every hour to inspect.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the entire mountainous area has fallen into silence. Darkness spreads like silk between the sky and the earth, shrouding the Triangle Temple. Only dim candlelight floats in the wooden house and on the stone road.

It's just that the air is a little cooler tonight, and occasionally a few wisps of mountain breeze blow, causing the lanterns to squeak and sway, adding a subtle eerieness to the temple.

The deep mountains and old forests here are a sacred place for Buddhism and the resting place of the Yokozuna God of War. Very few people dare to disturb you at night, so the temple has no defensive measures. However, in view of the fact that the emperor is coming to stay temporarily tonight, Inagawa

The leaders of the association arranged some men to guard at the foot of the mountain, and the host also reminded the monks among them to be more vigilant. But in fact, the only ones who really guarded were the emperor's guardian warriors and the twelve geishas who came with them! They guarded

The focus is naturally placed on the Emperor, and only the Emperor!

At midnight, Ishida’s mahogany residence.

"What is the real purpose of the emperor's visit today?" Ishida sat on his knees beside the coffee table with a mahogany body. His huge body was covered by a white silk nightgown. Under the dim candlelight, he looked like a wild bear lying down, invisibly giving people a sense of place.

A strong sense of oppression.

Isami walked in, her hands gathered together, and her gorgeous robe fell away. She slowly knelt down and sat on the other side of the coffee table. Her seductive makeup concealed her expression. Only her eyes were as sharp as knives and as cold as ice.

: "The emperor is young, indifferent by nature, and rarely pays attention to Yakuza affairs. He came to help you retire this time, just on a whim. But..."

"But what?"

"Some time ago, the 'Imperial Father' stayed in the imperial family for as long as ten days. Since then, the emperor has often gone out for various reasons to relax. I suspect there may be some secret in it."

"Royal father, Lord Kazekage has come back? Have you reported this matter to the president?"

Isami nodded lightly: "The president means not to investigate for the time being, so as not to cause dissatisfaction to the emperor."

"Master Kazekage is still in the country now?"

"I just left, and my specific whereabouts cannot be determined yet."

Ishida Hongmu picked up the bamboo cup and gently sipped the warm tea. His eyes broke through the rising heat and looked ahead without focus, as if he was thinking about something.

Isami raised her eyes: "When are you going to leave?"

"Huh?" Ishida Hongmu was immersed in his own thoughts and responded casually.

"This time the president asks you to retire. The purpose is to make you disappear from the sight of the world. From bright to dark, you can serve the club wholeheartedly. The thirty-level warriors are ready and waiting for your review at the headquarters."

"Let's wait for another five days. I want to take good care of myself. I don't know if I can have such a leisurely life again after I go down the mountain."

"Recently, the chaos in the international world has become more and more serious. The president's decision to let you lead the Thirty Strong Men is also because he values ​​you. This is trust, respect, but also pressure and responsibility."

"You don't need to remind me about this, I know what to do." Ishida Hongmu's cold and serious face showed a bit of ferocity. He naturally understood what the president meant. There are three purposes for forming the Lux Special Forces. One is to clear away the domestic opposition forces.

; The second is to join forces with the military assassins to achieve greater results and overwhelm the Yamaguchi-gumi; the third is to rush out of the country, conquer the world for Yakuza, and fight for the top of the black list!

"But there is one thing I need to remind you. The thirty great warriors were personally cultivated by the president after spending ten years of hard work. Each one of them is his treasure. He hopes that these beasts can win their own glory and win the title of president.

The desired achievement. If you do not perform well and cannot achieve a decent record, the position of rikishi leader will be chosen from the other two yokozuna Masaki Niannan and Akira Yoshio.

But Masaki Niannan belongs to the Yamaguchi-gumi, and Akira Yoshio has defected to the Sumiyoshikai. Once the Rikishi Special Forces are under their control, you should understand the seriousness of the problem and your fate..." At this point, Isami's bright eyes slowly condensed.

, the blood-red lips moved slightly: "When the time comes, I will personally take action and take your head."

Ishida Hongmu snorted coldly: "If I lose to those two defeated generals, I will have a disembowelment myself without you having to do anything."

Isami opened her arms slightly, raised her kimono, and stood up slowly: "There are still seventy-four days until the black list is established. The five military assassination troops, the five soul burial troops, and various special operations organizations have all received calls from Yakuza

The president's mobilization order will bring about big actions in the near future. There will be many challenges and many tasks. It will also be an opportunity for you. Can you make your..."

As he was talking, Isami suddenly noticed that Ishida Hongmu's expression was...dumb?!

At this moment, Ishida Hongmu was looking behind him with his mouth open and his face full of surprise. Under the huge body and majestic aura, this expression was somewhat funny.

"What's wrong?" Isami frowned slightly, her eyes showing annoyance. But when she followed Ishida Hongmu's gaze and looked back, something strange flashed across her expression.

Because at the door of the bedroom, in that dark corner, a petite figure was standing silently, motionless and silent, staring straight at them.

With the help of the subtle candlelight that spread there, you could barely tell that it was a child, and he was a cute child with round eyes, a small red mouth, and fair and tender skin.

Tender and very lovable.

The shy and sweet smile on his face even more invisibly increases others' good impression of him.

"The child you adopted?" Isami regained her indifference and asked calmly.

Ishida Hongmu frowned slightly: "Do you think I might be ******? When did this kid come in? How did he come in?"

"Not yours?"

"Maybe they were the children of those tourists today who got lost later. Take them out when you leave." Ishida Hongmu didn't pay too much attention. He drank the tea in the cup and slowly stood up with his fat body.

"Yeah." Isami responded casually and was about to turn around and leave.

But just when both of them turned their attention away from the child, the other person disappeared instantly, and a moment later, he appeared on the coffee table between them without any warning.

Silent, like a ghost; cold and erratic, strange and eerie!

The child's head was lowered, his white clothes were swaying, and his slightly long hair covered his pink cheeks, floating there like a ghost. The thick air of death quietly spread, as if the temperature of the entire room dropped at this moment.

What?!!

The hearts of the two people suddenly trembled, and their super reflexes made them retreat quickly and move five steps away in an instant. Look at the child, look at the corner before, and then look at the child again. They even have an absurd sense of consciousness being misplaced.

.

Isami stared at the child closely, alert, her crossed arms slowly gathered in front of her chest, and her slender hands stretched out like sharp cones: "Who are you?"

Ishida Hongmu also noticed the strangeness of this child, frowned tightly, and his body involuntarily lay forward, like a rhinoceros about to run wild, and the strong momentum spread.

The child remained silent and motionless for a long time, and the air of death in the room became thicker and thicker. After a while, when the two couldn't help but try to test, the child's body suddenly shook, and his little head slowly raised, and his hair spread out, revealing

That pale face, those empty, lifeless eyes, and the ferocious smile that sharply contradicted his appearance.

At this moment, Isami and Ishida's mahogany skin suddenly exploded, and a strong chill surged from the heart to the whole body.

At this moment, they thought of someone, some possibility.

At this moment, the child raised his head to the sky, a bit of blood suddenly appeared in his dead eyes, and a ferocious look filled his entire face.

At this moment, the child's mouth opened wide, a ferocious scream like thunder and lightning exploded on the tip of the tongue, and the terrifying evil spirit was like a rushing tide, sweeping across the entire Triangle Temple in an instant!

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