"It's just that if something stings me. I won't get myself bruised and bruised just to rebel against the rules. I will re-establish my own order."
The young man was still holding the knife and talking softly.
"Look at your current appearance, you look like a child who ran away from home to vent his anger on his parents. No matter how many people in the Sheqiba family still remember you as the old emperor, you think that just because of your current dejected appearance, Can we make them give up on making super hybrids?"
He lectured the over-500-year-old man in a rather contemptuous manner, just like an elder patting a child on the shoulder to encourage him: "Ah Yue, you've been having a really bad time these days. Work harder."
"You should know what the title 'Emperor' means. Even though I have resigned and have been refining my character for many years, I am still not the kind of dough that a child can knead with a good temper." The dark eyes in his shirt are like the scorching black sun.
"It's just that if you want to use this to rekindle my fighting spirit and go back to take charge of the Snake Qiba family to fight against the fierce ghosts, there is no need to waste your efforts.
I have long been indifferent to these killings. Even the funeral has been made in advance by contacting the Catholic priest. "
"hehe."
A low sneer came from under the mask, and then turned into a loud laugh.
"It's really ridiculous, Shang Shangyue, you, the former shadow king of the Snake Qiba family, don't care about the life and death of these subordinates. Why should I care?"
"I am not a partner of justice. I will never kill someone because of what is right or wrong in the world. It's just that the person I want to kill must die."
The young man couldn't help laughing, as if he had heard a big joke.
"I feel sad for you. You muddleheadedly guard the gift of dragon blood power, but you are unable to spend your life sadly. You don't even have a goal to live."
The old master lowered his head and clenched his fists, his eyes showing a golden glare.
Silver snakes roared in the dark night sky, drizzle fell, and the wind blew away the cherry blossoms on both sides of the streets.
Black fireworks suddenly rose, the high temperature evaporated the rain curtain into dense white mist, and the cool light of the knife directly split open the ramen cart where the old man had made a living for decades.
On the gleaming signboard, the three characters in front of Tamamo are particularly conspicuous.
"Welcome guests!"
The girls wearing Chinese red cheongsam stood in two rows and bent down to say hello. The cheongsams were slit to reveal their white thighs. Each of them was either charming or innocent. They all had looks that could make them stars, but they were sitting here doing the job of welcoming guests. .
"Brother, these Japanese understand our Chinese strategies very well!"
Lu Mingfei looked at this group of beautiful girls with vigilance, stared at their fair and delicate thighs disapprovingly, swallowed his saliva, and said.
"How can I see it?"
Chu Zihang and Caesar both looked at Lu Mingfei in surprise. Neither of them noticed anything unusual here, but Lu Mingfei noticed it first.
"It's the Thirty-six Strategies. I heard that there was a famous general named Hong Chengchou in the late Ming Dynasty. After being captured by the Qing army, he tortured him in every possible way and preferred to die. But he surrendered as soon as he used the beauty trick."
Lu Mingfei said seriously.
"I thought that with the elite education we received from Kassel College since we were young, we would have to endure a few rounds to get to the honey trap, but as soon as we started, we used more tricks. We are really good at judging people."
Hasegawa Yoshitaka, who was following behind, had his eyes twitching and wanted to slap this idiot to death.
He can't say that the Inuyama family is in the custom business, and the ones who are best at entertaining guests are beautiful girls.
In this way, what's the difference between them and chicken heads? Even if they are essentially doing the job of chicken heads, they still have to be packaged as phoenixes.
The elder had no choice but to pretend not to hear, and stepped forward to push open the door of the Tamamo-mae Club. The floor was made of crystal glass that was seamlessly pieced together. If you were careful to observe, you might be able to see a surprising reflection reflected on the ground.
Colorful lights are changing in the field, but in the sky are simple wooden pillars and red-toothed eaves, and vermilion wooden ladders are spiraling up, somewhat like rising in the glow.
Girls wearing maple red kimonos lined up on the dance floor. Their exposed skin was delicate and gorgeous, and they were smeared with gold powder. If you look closely, there were fine seal characters engraved on their bodies. The combination was a complete "Diamond Sutra".
"It's like standing in a golden forest of steles."
Caesar smiled and sighed. He was the most natural among the three to face this scene. The bathroom of the ancient Roman emperor was equally luxurious and lively.
Looking up the spiral mahogany ladder, the old man at the top, wearing a navy blue kimono, was tapping his palms gently with a white paper fan.
With a "swish" sound, the paper fan opened, and dance music began to play. The ink painted on the white fan was not a Japanese-style Waka, but one of Bai Juyi's "He Chun Shen·Twenty Poems".
"If my prediction is correct, it should be Junior Brother Li's fan."
Chu Zihang was keenly aware of the preciousness and specialness of that folding fan at a glance.
"Master Li's group must have a factory that wholesales and makes fans."
Lu Mingfei was not surprised. Back then Mr. Li couldn't get two ice creams with a folding fan.
"It's not expensive, the market value is only three hundred thousand."
Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei jokingly and said.
"The trenches are inhumane, the trenches are inhumane!"
After hearing this, Lu Mingfei screamed in his heart, and at the same time felt a little sympathy for the clerk who refused to accept the folding fan. Not to mention replacing a few with three flavors of ice cream, this fan is more than enough for the entire store. .
The golden dancer has already begun to dance to the powerful song. A dozen pairs of golden long legs are kicking on the floor. The band is located on the second floor. The girls are wearing elegant and simple traditional kimonos, with wide open necklines, revealing their fair and jade-like skin. A cursory look at There were dozens of them, each with a different beauty.
In an instant, it looks like flowers blooming in a beautiful flowerbed.
From ancient times to the present, the Inuyama family of the Snake Qihachi family has been the emperor of Japanese customs. They can truly make pheasants fly up the branches and leap into phoenixes.
"No, boss, I can't stand it anymore. This beauty trap is too vain, not... too big... not, too cruel!"
Although the three of them were still watching the song and dance, and the old man in kimono upstairs didn't say a word, Lu felt that the possibility of his rebellion had skyrocketed.
Before coming here, Lu Mingfei had always thought that he was a solid supporter of Kassel College, a beloved disciple of Principal Ange, and an S-class person who had the ideal of glorious dragon-slaying and lofty ideals in his heart.
After arriving, Mr. Lu felt that he was just a layman, an insignificant person. Not to mention that he had not yet become a cadre of the student union. Even if he did become one, which cadre could withstand such a test?
Chu Zihang didn't look sideways, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the gentle curves of the girls' backs.
This point cannot escape Lu Mingfei's piercing eyes, and he secretly thought, Senior brother, just look at it if you want to, we are all men, we all understand.
Caesar strolled through the square, his jade legs rising and falling beside him, and the golden powder was fragrant.
After the dance ended, the blond noble boy was the first to applaud.
He had already been to Japan's top Cowherd restaurant, but this was his first time visiting a top nightclub.
It was indeed a worthwhile trip.
