Dragon Clan: Rebirth and Return

Tachibana Masamune's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He was so selfless that this bastard even bothered to ask how well he took care of himself.

When did this man like a male fox become so off-line?

The minister spoke with emotion and praised Tachibana Masamune for taking good care of his body, but he couldn't help but start to do it.

"Please respect yourself."

Tachibana Masamune said seriously.

"Ah, oh, I'm sorry, I couldn't restrain myself for a moment. Sorry, um, where did you go? You continue to make up?"

Gongqing said it with hindsight.

Subconsciously, he reached out to scratch his head, but he stopped him.

"Editor?" Tachibana Masamune's mentality was a bit explosive.

"What I just said is all from the bottom of my heart. Mr. Bondarev, you can choose not to believe it, but you must not use it to insult me."

"Well, it sounds like you can sacrifice yourself generously at any time for the future of the Sheqi family."

"That's right, I have long been willing to sacrifice my life for the sake of the Sheqi family."

Tachibana Masamune's righteous words.

"Okay, in that case, you can commit suicide now." Gongqing said in the same serious tone.

"What?"

Tachibana Masamune thought he heard wrongly, and for a while he couldn't keep up with the other person's brain circuit.

Just because I have the ambition to sacrifice myself for charity, I have to commit suicide?

What kind of bullshit logic is this!

The public minister explained: "Doctor, to tell you the truth, the Deadpool information you took away from me was only at the primary stage. I also have a more advanced form of Deadpool manufacturing plan, and it has been secretly developed in Tokyo over the years.

The legion-like Deadpool craze started.

As long as I give an order, they can completely paralyze the Sheqi family at any time. Your decades of hard work will be in vain in an instant, and thousands of family members will even die tragically because of you.

If you are really as great as you say, then I will give you a chance.

As long as you commit suicide in front of me right now, or commit seppuku or whatever, I will think you are very brave, and I will not embarrass the Sheqi family."

The minister slowly played with a folding knife he took out from his sleeve.

The silver light flashes on it and is quenched with a high concentration of mercury-based substances.

He casually threw the folding knife to Tachibana Masamune.

The latter subconsciously reached out and took it.

"Deadpool in a more advanced form? Why should I believe your words!"

Tachibana Masamune's eyes flickered.

In his research on Deadpool over the years, a lot of his research on Deadpool was indeed based on the information left by Bondarev at that time, and after being improved by him, he was able to control those Deadpools.

But the more I study Deadpool, the more I feel that there are endless mysteries in it.

If Bondarev really has a more advanced Deadpool manufacturing plan and has developed the so-called Deadpool Legion, it will be a very bad and fatal event for him and even the Sheqi family.

impact.

"Just because I'm standing here now, Dr. Herzog, have you forgotten my methods?" The minister sneered.

He exuded an extremely confident and wild aura, as if at this moment, Gongqing had once again transformed into the dashing man surfing in the blizzard.

Tachibana Masamune narrowed his eyes deeply, and of course he would not forget the methods of this man whom he praised as a fox-like man.

Since the other party is standing here, it means that not only was Bondarev not killed by him, he may even have secretly developed a higher form of Deadpool over the years.

As a result, the situation of the eight Sheqi families has become very dangerous, even to the point of life and death.

Seeing the fluctuation in Tachibana Masamune's eyes, Gongqingren said coldly:

"Doctor, let's do it. Since you can die for the Sheqi family, the grudges between us will be wiped out. Don't worry, after you die, I will never embarrass the Sheqi family, and I will even use my power. Go protect this family and continue to complete your unfinished business.

After all, I also need strength to assist my great cause. I will make this family the real supreme in Japan. I can even help your godson Yuan Zhisheng and make him the real patriarch. I prefer to stay behind the scenes. . ”

"Is what you said...all true?"

Tachibana Masamune's tone suddenly became calmer.

"Of course, although I am as cunning as a fox, we are all getting old, aren't we? There is not much time left for us, so why are there so many intrigues? I actually want to live a peaceful life after this."

The minister couldn't help but sigh.

Tachibana Masamune looked at the other party deeply and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I promise you."

He looked solemn, making a decision like a warrior.

"Bondaryev, I hope you won't play any tricks, otherwise I will drag you into hell even if I turn into a devil."

"Oh, don't be so miserable. People like us are destined to go to hell. It's just a matter of time. Old friend, you go first and I will go later.

It’s really hell, don’t forget to buy me a glass of vodka, the time I had with the doctor in Black Swan Port is really nostalgic..."

"Yes, it was indeed a wonderful time."

Tachibana Masamune's expression couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The old eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, returning to that icy and snowy Christmas night.

The atmosphere became inexplicably sentimental, really like a farewell to an old friend.

The two seem to have been mortal enemies for many years, and now they are old and seem to have reached some kind of reconciliation and are just waiting for the last moment of their lives.

Mr. Gongqing was wearing a black windbreaker tonight, and he really seemed to be attending the funeral of his old friend.

"Bondaryev, you terrible fox, I look forward to meeting you again in hell."

Tachibana Masamune sounded emotional.

He looked directly at himself with the folding knife in his hand, his eyes determined.

But not long after, he paused again and looked at the minister, "Can you turn around? I'm really not used to having other people around me."

"Oh my, you are worthy of being an elegant old German aristocrat. He really has this elegance engraved in his bones. Since it is the last request of an old friend before his death, how can I disagree?"

With that said, the minister turned around.

"Bondaryev, it's time to say goodbye. As an old friend, let me give you a piece of advice." Tachibana Masamune's deep voice came from behind.

"What advice?"

"Don't be so self-righteous in the future! Otherwise, you will end up really miserable!"

Tachibana Masamune's originally solemn face suddenly turned as ferocious as a demon.

He was like a peerless assassin. Amidst the roar of lightning, he held a sharp folding knife quenched with mercury material and started to kill the stunned minister.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to draw an afterimage in the air.

But in an instant, Tachibana Masamune's grinning face froze.

The folding knife that shone with cold light was firmly grasped by Gongqing's outstretched hand.

Even though the corrosive white smoke was rising strongly from his palm, the other party's eyes were extremely cold and stern, as if he had everything under his control.

"This is what I want to say to you too! Dr. Herzog!"

The next moment, Gongqingren snatched the folding knife, and the sharp blade slashed across Tachibana Masamune's horrified eyes.

There was a muffled sound, and a pair of dark golden eyes were chopped to pieces on the spot.

Tachibana Masamune let out a shrill scream.

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of his eyes. He was completely blind. He was running rampant in the hall with a frightened expression, as if he wanted to escape.

Gong Qing looked at this scene with cold eyes and slowly took off the mask on his face.

Rumble!

The pale electric light tore through the night and illuminated the young and stern face.