Su Mu stretched out his hand like lightning and pinched the neck of the old guy in front of him.
"If you dare to move, I will kill you."
What he said clearly sounded like a crane, and his words were so precise.
The old guy in front of him is thin and thin, only about 1.5 meters tall, but he has a powerful force of his own.
He didn't change his color when someone sneaked up next to him.
He didn't change color when Su Mu pinched his neck.
But as soon as Su Mu opened his mouth, the other party's expression changed.
The old guy didn't seem to care about the hand on his neck at all, staring at Su Mu with horror in his eyes:
"impossible."
"Absolutely impossible!"
"Who are you? You...are you from Dazu Xiongsuke? You...what do you want to do?"
Su Mu was stunned and smiled strangely:
"Old guy, do you know Dazu Xiongsuke? This is fun. Tell me your identity first."
The old guy was stunned again. Two sharp flashes suddenly came out of his eyes and he looked at Su Mu:
"Young man, you don't know who I am?"
Having said this, the other party seemed to have thought of something and smiled sadly:
"Yeah, who knew I was still alive?"
Su Mu's face remained calm, but his mind was racing with thoughts.
What the hell is going on with this peat?
It seems that I have stepped on dog poop.
His grandma dropped it.
What kind of nonsense is this?
But I've come here, and if I don't do anything useful when I go back, I'll be sorry for my hard work.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are the emperor's substitute, right? Why are you imprisoned here? Did you get caught for being a troublemaker in the palace? Old guy, you are not young, and you still have such energy? Tell me, usually
What do you eat to maintain your energy?”
The old guy looked at Su Mu blankly, feeling very angry.
What is his identity?
In Japan, the status of the emperor is really frighteningly high.
Although most of the time it is a mascot, but that is all in private.
In public places, even the great Shinto priests had to kneel down in front of him.
As Japan's supreme being, he was ridiculed like this. Even though he was actually imprisoned now, he was furious:
"Baga!! Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous."
Su Mu's five fingers tightened slightly:
"Damn it, old man, do you believe I knocked you?"
"You!! You...!!"
Su Mu suddenly smiled and retracted his hand, then sat down:
"Come on, old guy, you have successfully aroused my curiosity. Do you have a drink? Tell your story, maybe I can do you a favor."
I don’t know whether the old guy was mad at Su Mu or fainted by Su Mu’s sexy tricks.
He actually turned around stupidly, went to a nearby cabinet and took out a tray.
There is a bottle of good wine on the tray.
Su Mu was stunned for a while:
"Oh, what a good thing."
The fourteenth generation Daji Shangzhu Bailongquan is a sake that is hard to find in Fusang, Japan.
Of course, if this old guy were still on the throne, he wouldn't even drink this crap.
After all, the royal family has its own secret offerings.
But for Su Mu, who had been drinking expired beer like water for several days, this was the magic wine.
This old guy.
They are all locked up here, and they still drink such good wine.
Su Mu grabbed it, poured the old guy a glass with a smile, and then blew directly into the bottle.
"Dodesler!"
The old guy was dumbfounded when he saw Su Mu like this.
After a long while, he gritted his teeth and raised his wine glass and took a sip. He sat cross-legged in front of Su Mu, with an expression of calmness and authority on his face:
"You are very interesting, young man. Aren't you afraid of being caught?"
Su Mu chuckled:
"Sarutobi Obo? He can't catch me. By the way, if you're not a substitute, why are you here? What should I call you?"
The old guy snorted and said angrily:
"When I was studying in Cambridge, my name was Fujiwara Kazu. You can call me Old Fujiwara."
Su Mu's eyes lit up:
"Fuck, is this true? Old Fujiwara, tell me, how did you get here?"
Fujiwara looked at him and asked:
"Did Dazu Xiongjie send you here?"
Su Mu was about to shake his head.
But suddenly!
He only felt a cold air rushing from the center of his feet, along his tailbone, to the back of his head.
A shiver ran down the spine.
It's day.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his brain.
Peat!
The young man said that he could not be sent to the broken island of Dazu Xiongjie for no reason.
It is impossible for me to meet Tokugawa Takahiro for no reason and do anything for him to gain his allegiance.
Shi Zhilong is of course an orphan descendant of the Tokugawa clan who was left in China.
However, with Tokugawa Takahiro's energy, even if he cannot be saved, he can definitely ensure that he will not encounter any danger.
I'm afraid, everything will fall on this old Fujiwara.
This has come full circle, what’s the point?
Who is behind this?
The leader of the White Tiger Clan, Feng Jiuyin, used the blocker to plot against him, and there was no way he could just throw him aside.
So, Feng Jiuyin said, will the blood descendants be monolithic, and who will rescue him from Feng Jiuyin?
In other words, what conditions did someone negotiate with Feng Jiuyin?
Su Mu's heart couldn't help but twitch.
In any case, the death of eldest brother Su Weizhe is a blood feud.
Su Mu's face instantly became extremely ugly.
Nine times out of ten, the person who made the layout is his ancestor.
Putting aside the death of his eldest brother Su Weizhe, why did the ancestor send himself to Dazu Xiongjie?
Does this situation in Japan have any impact?
Su Mu couldn't help but think that Feng Jiu was secretly calculating his own goals. Was it really because he wanted to be content with the status quo?
The clan elders must return first, and the blood descendants have been resolutely implementing this goal.
But once you return, you will destroy everything, so what is the point of returning?
Could it be that when you go back, there will be a ready-made empire waiting to be inherited?
Obviously, it is normal for vampires to have disagreements.
For the Blood Society, everything is for the purpose of becoming stronger, seizing greater power, and controlling more resources and voice.
However, when the Elders' Association wanted to sacrifice the entire Hall of Heroes, it broke many people's illusions.
For example, people like Feng Jiuyin.
How dare I leave my family and career to follow you, and in the end, you want me to become a polished commander?
What is power and what is status?
How can it be reflected if there are not tens of billions of people stepping on it?
Are you alone and showing off to the air?
Su Mu's face became increasingly ugly.
In fact, over the past six months, he has gradually accepted that he is a pawn in this game of chess.
Of course, the premise is that he knows that his chess piece will eventually emerge from its cocoon and become a butterfly, becoming the only chess player.
This is a game, and as a player, he has been promised in advance.
In our game, you will be the best in the future.
Therefore, even if there were a few more twists and turns, he would endure it.
But now, the eldest brother Su Weizhe is dead.
Use Su Weizhe's life to plan?
wrong.
The ancestor Su Youyang would not do this.
Because they should know that if they dare to do this, they will cause trouble.