Apocalyptic Forecast

Since half a month ago, there have been consecutive homicides in Nara City.

Every night, a beheaded body appears on the street. For half a month, there was no interruption for a day. There are strong traces of source quality left on the scene, which is undoubtedly the work of sublimators.

Counting today, the heads of sixteen people have been chopped off.

The identity of the dead is irregular.

There are ordinary office workers, sublimators, and even an entourage of a minister... But the ending is undoubtedly the same, and the neck is cut off by the same wrong method.

He gave death simply and neatly, and then turned and left without leaving any clues to the chaser.

Bizarre dissolution in the night.

Only the tragic scene and full of mockery were left.

Jiaoshan lowered his head in disgrace, "I am incompetent, one step too late."

Only a little bit, I was able to catch the trail of that guy.

"Continue to investigate."

Inue said, "Before the battle between the Imperial Kitchen Demon and the Demon, there is such a big disturbance in the city, I am afraid that Lumingkan will use the topic to say that we are not responsible..."

"Heh." A disdainful sneer came from the next one, "Isn't it they sent it?"

Inue raised his eyes and looked over, "Kuro"

"Am I wrong, Mr. Inue?" The young man whispered angrily: "They killed the uncle who was begging for Satomi's life back then, and now they pretend to come over and condemn us for negligence? Plus sin..."

"Kuro!"

Inujiang raised his voice, raised his old eyes, and warned word by word: "This is not something you can interrupt!"

The young man held his head stubbornly and asked, "Isn't I the samurai of Satomi family!"

"If two hundred years ago, the samurai of Satomi family dared to say such things that are not good or bad here, they would have been ordered to have their stomachs cut long ago!"

Inujiang indifferently refuted: "You are not the master yet, wait for you to take that seat, and then think about how to give orders to our old guys! Update the fastest strange novel https://

Now, before I get angry, go back to my own house, this is not your place to go wild! "

Kuro's face flushed, and soon, he lowered his head, retreated and left.

The door closed.

Beside Inue, the old samurai sighed, "Kuro is a sad death. He is still young and doesn't mean to offend."

"Who doesn't know?" Inujiang shook his head and sighed, "Otherwise, I will be replaced by someone with ulterior motives, and I will cut off his head here in front of you."

Kuro, see Jingjiang, is the best nephew of the previous generation.

Satomi Fuji has no children of his own, and he has been nurtured as his own since he was young. And after the previous generation's boss suffered downfall and died of shame, he was undoubtedly the most painful.

Nowadays, young people can understand such ill-conformed words, but they cannot indulge.

Scolding it away is the greatest protection.

The meeting must continue.

After finalizing the remaining trivial matters, Inue tiredly raised his hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and sighed, picked up the towel and wiped his face casually, forcibly refreshed.

He is old.

One hundred and sixty-four years old.

Almost witnessed the recent history of Satomi’s ill-fated family, from a little-known samurai, gradually became Inue who inherited the name of Satomi Hakken.

It can be said that apart from being the master, this veteran is the true backbone and backbone of Satomi family. Inujiang has always been trusted by the masters of the past for his restraint on rights and loyalty to his family.

The generations who have grown up through the turbulent years, no matter what their ambitions, understand how important the existence of a family is.

Only by closely uniting and seeking survival together can we survive in an increasingly dangerous situation.

It's a pity that today's young people don't think so anymore...

Since the previous generation, the struggle has been out of control.

Now, as the general gradually emptied the emperor, everyone in Yingzhou was vacillating among the huge political vortex, and it was difficult to hold on to it... No, it should be said that the times have changed since the gate was opened by the black ship of Rome. Up.

After a short break, he excited himself and looked at the seven people around him.

See the eight dogs.

Today, the eight retainers of the Satomi family who hold different rights, after losing their masters, are now able to represent the eight men of the Satomi family.

"For the past few days, you must have a list in your mind, right?"

In the silence, the no longer young warriors slowly nodded their heads and shared the information they had investigated.

In the end, he may become the candidate for the next generation.

At the forefront, naturally needless to say, the adopted son of the previous generation, Jirou, see Jiujing.

Then, it was the younger brother of the previous generation, who had hurriedly returned from the Americas to see injustice.

Satomi, the head of the Tateyama Group, is unclean.

Satomi Masahiro in the Russian Federation studying abroad.

...

In the end, Amber was seen in the last son of Riemi.

"It's ridiculous!"

During the dinner, a family elder roared angrily: "The sinner's daughter who turned her back on Yingzhou and was exiled to Dongxia, Luming Pavilion will actually recognize her qualifications? A bunch of idiots! What are those guys thinking?!"

Inue raised his eyes and said calmly, "Wuhu's father is also a sacrifice for the family. In my opinion, she is no different from other younger generations, and they are all children of Satomi family."

"Mr. Inue, don't you understand her intention?"

"Is her intention different from that of others?" Inue raised his voice, and after asking rhetorically, he scanned the surroundings solemnly: "Since it is the blood of the Satomi family, she is eligible to inherit the position of the leader of the Satomi family. Don't lose your duty, everyone!"

Everyone looked down respectfully, and there was no objection.

In the silence, Inue suddenly couldn't help but laughed at himself.

He was the one who banished Amber back then.

I'm afraid at this moment, in the hearts of other people, it is indispensable to curse and be confused? But again, in his eyes at this moment, there was no difference between Amber and the other younger generations.

As for why Lu Mingguan recognized her bloodline and recognized an exile named by the Social Security Bureau, he probably understood a little bit of the considerations behind it.

Without it, it's just... the two evils are right.

It is not because of noble and compassionate reasons, to give sinners a chance to atone for their sins, nor is it to believe that amber will go out of silt without being stained.

It is purely self-inflicted.

There is no power externally, and the result of losing control internally.

Denying the blood of the Chinese nationality and rejecting the infiltration of the Eastern Xia lineage, the consequences are more serious?

Regardless of what Kohaku did in her body, there is no doubt that she has the direct bloodline of the master, and at the same time, she is also the orthodox Chinese.

As for the possibility of colluding with external forces...heh, are there few people colluding with external forces?

All of them are like wandering girls waiting for a price, which is disgusting.

And now among the successors of the Satomi family, they don't even know how much sand has been mixed, nor how many people have chosen their camp for themselves.

The general, your majesty, the princes of various roads... and even messy others.

When they choose the Chef Demon for an agent duel, they themselves have already become other people's agents.

"But what does this have to do with us old people?"

Inujiang lowered his eyes, looked down at the faint tea soup in the cup, and shook his head mockingly: "It seems like you can decide for yourself if you want to see the house."

It seems that after this turmoil, the real Satomi family can continue to exist.

He closed his eyes.

Weary sigh.

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The next day, noon.

In the Yingzhou-style hall, there was no sound.

Obviously it’s the busiest time for lunch at noon, but the people sitting behind each seat are expressionless. Those old people eat their meals silently, and when the young people look at each other, their eyes seem to rub against sparks. .

Obviously it is a feast carefully created by a famous chef, but it is tasteless.

Only one soil bun was still devouring, brushing tweets carelessly, and laughed as he was amused by the comedians. After eating, he wiped his mouth, like a hamster, and moved to the side of the beauty.

Pulled her sleeve.

"Miss Huaizhi, Miss Huaizhi, I heard that there is a hot spring behind..." Maki blinked her curious eyes, "After lunch, let's go to the hot spring together!"

"..."

In the strange eyes of other people, Huai Shi couldn't help but sigh.

Ms. Maki, is Ning the lack of heart of Satomi?

No, why can't you learn how your Yingzhou people are proud to read air?

Can you show me the atmosphere?

Hot springs?

If I were a competitor, the hot spring water would be shining up for you. Replace it with sulfuric acid!

Although she was scornful of Maki's thick lines in her belly, she still maintained her dignified appearance, using rice without rush, her demeanor and graceful movements.

No matter how harsh the standard is to judge, it is impossible to find any shortcomings in that pleasing posture.

Today's Miss Huaizhi is still flawless.

Obviously he was only wearing the guest yukata sent by the attendants, but it seemed like he was wearing a gorgeous Tang suit, exuding indescribable charm all the time.

The iconic Cowherd's business smile under the tutelage of Lao Liu changed his face here, with blue and blue, forming a smile that makes it difficult to remove his eyes.

Especially when I look at the end of the banquet, a certain stinky sister who hasn't seen for a long time...the more happy.あ奇奇 Novels 蛧ヤ~7~1~7~(ωωω).qq7(1)

Thinking of this, with a certain nasty taste, quietly took out the phone and sent an email.

Dear Amber, I'm here!

Among the crowd, in the indifference, resistance and hostility of many blood relatives, Amber was still eating with a calm expression, and he noticed the vibration of the mobile phone on the table.

Looked down.

Then my eyes almost fell out... The hand holding the rice trembled.

Where are you fucking?

Your home~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Your bed is really big and comfortable...

Satomi Kohaku felt himself upside down.

Can't understand what happened?

What stupid things this guy is saying!

... Am I out of date? What is the latest joke? Are you going to speak rakugo without being a cowboy?

No, this is the truth. I arrived three days earlier, and then your family invited me over. The delicious hospitality, hospitality, warmth like spring, much better than the cold treatment of a poor little girl, envy?

Are you **** kidding me?

Without thinking about it, he entered a Zuan greeting, before he finished it, he was taken aback for a moment, and he realized what was wrong.

The surrounding atmosphere has changed.

When she and Huai Shi focused on aligning, the sights around her gradually became weird. Stunned, confused, surprised, puzzled, and greedy.

No, that's not looking at yourself, but looking at yourself...behind?

She frowned and finally heard the gentle breathing behind her.

Turning his head suddenly, he saw the cheek that was close at hand.

A pair of big watery eyes, coquettish and pure, like white lotus blooming in green tea.

Wearing a cyan bathrobe, the woman who didn't know when to arrive knelt and sat behind Kohaku, her long hair combed into a ponytail, falling from her left shoulder.

Raise your hand and pull the broken hair behind your ear.

Smile softly.

But for Satomi Kohaku, the horror came suddenly, accompanied by the shadow of horror and the memories of despair, rising from his heart.

She was so scared that she jumped up almost where she wanted to draw a knife.

Luo Xian? !

No, this is...

At that moment, in full view, Miss Huaizhi bent down slightly, approached her ear affectionately, and said hello with a long-lost low voice.

"Silly, sister?"