"What did you say?" Nono held his head with one hand and asked lazily.
"Masamune Nagatachibana, the head of the Sheqi Eight Family, is the culprit who killed Eri." Lu Mingfei's eyes were sinister, "I will cut him into pieces this time... No, that's not enough."
"I want him to live forever."
"How did such a person get into the position of head of the family?" Nono asked again. Before she came to Japan, she got to know the Eight Sheqi Families a little bit, and understood that the "head of the family" is the top leader of the Eight Sheqi Families.
"It's very complicated..." Lu Mingfei whispered.
"This old fox has been planning it for more than ten years, and he has many shadow dancers...similar to his clones."
"Just for that moment, the moment when I take over Eri's title." He clenched his fists, "And what was I doing at that time? I was a loser, I was very unworthy, hiding in the cellar drinking alone."
"What else are you thinking about? She is the eldest lady of the Eight Sheqi Family. Someone will be responsible for protecting her safety... In fact, there is no place for her in the entire Sheqi Eight Family!"
Nono sighed, "I won't make the same mistake again this time."
"Yes." Lu Mingfei sneered, "I will let the old bastard see with his own eyes the moment when the plan collapsed, and how the sacrifice he knew ascended to the throne he dreamed of."
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"We are all a family. I really try to take care of you. I hope you can live a good life, and you really take care of me. Without your efforts, I, the patriarch, would have been dead long ago." Tachibana Masamune waved to everyone.
sit down.
"It's a rainy day again, I really miss it!" Tachibana Masamune himself sat down, "Many years ago, I came to Japan for the first time. When the plane landed, I opened the door. It was also raining outside, and the wind was wet and cold.
Chilled to the bone.”
He paused and said, "Many people here know that I was not born in Japan. It is an unexpected honor for me to be elected as the head of the family."
"But I did have a great dereliction of duty in the past ten years. I think you all know that in the past ten years, we have lost a lot of territory and a lot of compatriots."
"Every year I attend funerals of one kind or another, wearing a black kimono and sunglasses to hide my grief."
"After the war, Japan became more and more prosperous, and the family prospered accordingly. However, our enemies also became stronger and stronger, and I failed to defeat them."
"These are not your responsibilities, Mr. Masamune. You have already taken the lead in fighting against the fierce ghosts. Without you, the family's situation would be even more critical." The head of the Feng Mo family said.
Tachibana Masamune stretched out his hand to indicate that he did not need to comfort himself, "I know that each of us is cursed, and this curse is passed down along with our bloodline."
"In the eyes of outsiders, dragon blood may be something to be proud of, but it is also a devil. It makes some of us successful, but destroys others."
"You are able to gather here today because you are fortunate to have a stable bloodline. But if you were born like Akira Sakurai, then each of you would be on the monitoring list waiting to be wiped out."
"But I can't change the ancient rules, because we can't allow the dragon's blood to corrode our family. The eight Sheqi families have existed since ancient times to guard the gate of the dragon and never allow the dragon clan to be resurrected in the world!"
"Yes!" All the juniors bowed and saluted.
"Next, I would like to ask you a question. What do you think of the Menggui?"
"Mongolian ghosts?" After a long silence, the head of the Longma family whispered.
"Who has been competing with us in the underworld, instigating gangs that once relied on us to betray, and constantly encroaching on our territory over the years?" Masamune Tachibana then asked.
"The fierce ghosts!" said the head of Feng Mo Family.
"Yes, the Mongolian Ghosts. Only the Mongolian Ghosts who have inherited dragon blood like us can challenge us. It is precisely because of the existence of the Mongolian Ghosts that we dare not relax the hilt of our swords for a moment!"
"Every gang that disobeys us has the support of the Mongols. It is also the Mongols who continue to instigate children with unstable bloodlines and tempt them to fall."
"It is precisely because of the existence of the monsters that we have to closely monitor every child with unstable blood. The swords of the law enforcement officers are stained with blood, because we dare not risk leaving any fallen ones behind! We are worried that they will fall into the trap.
Into the hands of the fierce ghosts!"
Tachibana Masamune exhaled and his voice was like thunder, "We have only one enemy in Japan, and that is the Mongols! But why have we been unable to eliminate the Mongols for so many years?"
There was silence below.
"Because the so-called ferocious ghosts are actually our own compatriots." After a long time, the head of the Sakurai family sighed softly.
"Yes, because the meng ghosts are our compatriots, and they bleed exactly the same blood as us."
"Every ghost among the fierce ghosts is born from a family. Your children may become ghosts. The purer their dragon blood and the more powerful they are, the more likely they are to become ghosts."
"The Meng ghosts are the shadows of the eight Sheqi families. We cannot kill our own shadows. As long as we continue to reproduce from generation to generation, new ghosts will always appear in our descendants. When ghosts gather together, they become the Meng ghosts."
"This ferocious ghost has been following the Sheqi family for thousands of years. This is our destiny!" Masamune Tachibana suddenly paused when he said this, "It's time to cut off the destiny. Someone must do this.
"
He was originally full of energy and his voice was as loud as a bell, but when he said the last sentence, he suddenly became calmer, as if he was speaking casually.
It's like a samurai pulling out his sword at the moment before the decisive victory, but his murderous intent is restrained and calm.
"Is Mr. Masamune going to launch a war against the monsters?" said the head of the Inuyama family. "Regardless of the family's chances of winning, in the eyes of some people in the family, this is tantamount to fratricide."
"The monsters are not all degenerates, they are just hybrids with unstable bloodlines and no way out... Is this good? After all, they are compatriots with blood ties!"
"The Menggui are indeed related to us by blood, but can they really be said to be our compatriots?"
"They chose the path of dragons. In their eyes, dragons are perfect creatures and the emperor of the world. Human beings should crawl at the feet of those perfect creatures and endure their slavery. This is the law of natural competition, that is, the strong is king.
!”
"And we choose the path of man."
"In our eyes, dragons are devils, old enemies that we must kill even with all our blood! Can the servants of dragons and the guardians of humans be said to be compatriots?" Masamune Tachibana pointed to the sky, "Mongols.
, that is all evil! All sin! Only by completely eradicating the monsters can there be peace and tranquility!"
All the owners looked shocked, including Yuan Zhisheng.
He knew Mr. Masamune's plan earlier than others, but in his opinion, it was just a heavy blow to the monsters instead of completely eradicating them.
No one in the eight Sheqi families has ever thought of completely wiping out the Meng ghosts, because this is simply impossible. The Meng ghosts are the shadow of the eight Sheqi families. If there are eight Sheqi families, there will be Meng ghosts. We must wipe out the Meng ghosts.
The ghosts must also wipe out the eight Sheqi families.
"Erase it completely?" asked the head of the Miyamoto family, "Can we do it?"
"Yes, but it is by no means an easy task, so it requires great determination!" Masamune Tachibana turned to the head of the Feng Mo family, "Mr. Feng Mo, you must have heard of the term "Road to the Underworld."
The head of the Feng Mo family pondered for a moment and nodded slightly, "Since that person burned down the family's archives, a lot of previous information has been lost, especially those absurd things."
"Today's younger generations rarely hear about the Road to Hell, but in the hearts of the Mongolian Ghosts, it is the road to salvation. The Mongolian Ghosts believe that there is a road in the world that can allow hybrids to evolve into pure-blooded dragons."
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Lu Mingfei was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
"Senior sister, I'm going somewhere." He suddenly jumped up from the bed and said to Nono beside him.
Nono didn't ask him where he was going, and just said, "Come back soon."
Lu Mingfei scratched his head and said, "It will be very late. Senior sister, don't wait for me. Go to sleep first."
"Okay." Nuonuo turned over and closed her eyes.
Lu Mingfei looked at the girl's side face quietly for a while, then suddenly disappeared into the air.
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In the mountains outside Osaka, Girakukan.
This is a big house in the mountains. In front of the big house is a mountain stream and an exquisite small bridge.
Beautiful girls in kimonos greet guests by the bridge, samba dancers waving flamingo feathers step on the drums and shake their breasts, and waiters wearing Indian turbans come and go to carry guests' luggage.
There were men in suits wandering around the house. They opened their arms and exposed the handles of their guns. They were heavy tactical pistols produced by Israel's "HS Precision Company". They used large-caliber Magnum bullets and even police body armor.
Can penetrate.
But the distinguished guests did not feel uneasy, because as long as they did not violate the rules here, they were absolutely safe, and these men protected them.
But if someone makes trouble in the Paradise Hall, these men will quickly turn into ferocious beasts.
The Paradise is a large casino that opened in the past two months.
It is said to be a big casino, but it can only accommodate not many gamblers, less than half of other casinos.
There is no limit to playing here, so the gambling money brought by gamblers is ten times that of other casinos.
Gamblers all know that the Paradise Hall has a gang background, but it is normal for the casino to have a relationship with the gang. The casinos they often visited in the past also have some gang background.
The difference between Bliss Hall and other casinos is that it claims to be able to satisfy the various wishes of gamblers. Guests who win money will be respectfully invited to the VIP room and served old wines, managed by a young and beautiful female manager.
Drink together.
After getting tipsy, the female manager will ask the guests if they have any wishes, and any exaggerated wishes can be made.
For example, if you want to spend a night with the heroine of a popular Japanese drama, or have dinner with the Prime Minister, of course, the guest can also ask to have dinner with a popular actress, or spend a night with the Prime Minister...
These wishes are decent, and the ulterior wishes are such as wanting to buy a young virgin from Thailand to increase one's luck, or even ruining the family of a business rival...
As long as the guests win enough money and wish to transfer the money to the wish fund set up by the Paradise Hall, they can get what they want.
No casino in Tokyo dares to be so arrogant, no matter how close their relationship with the underworld is.
Illegal industries also have their own rules. For example, in the custom industry, no one cares if young girls voluntarily accompany old men in drinking. They only need to pay a certain percentage of protection fees to the local underworld.
But if you force a high school girl to sell her body, someone will ask her, and the forcer may lose a finger or two as a result.
You have to abide by the rules even if you are a gangster. Japan is a place of rules and traditions. No one dares to cross the line. If you cross the line, you may die.
But the Paradise Hall is a place without rules, where the winner speaks and the desires of the guests can be maximized.
As long as you spend enough of the money you win, you can realize all kinds of immoral, dirty, illegal and even bloody wishes. No one will pursue them, and all risks will be borne by the Paradise Hall.
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The Paradise Hall is a place where you can do whatever you want, a lawless place. It doesn't matter whether there are laws or regulations. Money only speaks here.
Guests who have some connection to the Japanese underworld are in awe of the Kukakukan. This casino is like a demonic flower blooming in the Osaka Mountains. It defies the season and never fades, like the legendary red lotus that destroys the world.
But people who have come to the Paradise Hall for a physical examination can hardly resist the charm of this magical flower. They drive here from all over with boxes of cash and gamble like crazy.
Because only gamblers who win a lot of money can make their wishes come true, it is very rare for gamblers to be happy with small bets. No matter whether they are losing or winning gamblers, everyone pushes out more chips with a ferocious expression.
Everyone expects that when the chips in front of him are piled up, he will suddenly see the enchanting female manager kneeling aside and inviting him to the VIP room for a drink.
The back of this lucky guest will be stared at with envy or even jealousy by all the gamblers until the door of the VIP room is closed.
High-roller gamblers are worth billions of yen, and their purpose of spending huge sums of money on the gambling table is definitely not to win a few small coins to buy drinks.
Their businesses are earning them huge profits every minute. What they want is the pleasure of winning consecutive battles. Their desire increases as the stakes increase, as high as the Tower of Babel in the Bible...
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In the end, the wish was fulfilled. The Paradise Hall keenly captured the psychology of high-roller gamblers and built itself into a wonderland where dreams come true.
Lu Mingfei stood in front of the luxurious gate of the Paradise Pavilion.
"Do you want to go in and show off your skills, brother?" Lu Mingze asked standing beside him.
"I really miss the time when we used to play cards with that silly kid Fenrir in the Nibelung subway." Lu Mingfei did not answer directly, but just talked about seemingly insignificant things.
The two brothers looked at each other and understood each other.
Lu Mingfei pushed open the heavy bronze door with withered flowers, and his view instantly broadened.