Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"God's family..." Fingel narrowed his eyes and said, "Interesting."

"The eight Sheqi families are all mixed-race families," EVA said. "In a sense, they can indeed claim to be a family of gods. If dragons are defined as gods."

"No, it's not that simple." Fingel shook his head and said, "Every specialist in the Japanese branch was born in the eight Sheqi families. They were all sent to Kassel College. After graduation, they were sent back to Japan to manage the college's affairs in Japan. .Am I right?"

"Yes."

"Does this mean that the organizational structure of Kassel College in Japan is that of a gang?"

"Yes, in the United States we are an educational institution, in Japan we are the underworld." EVA said, "The current board of directors of Cassel College is composed of dragon-slaying families from Europe in the past. In Japan, until the end of World War II The principal reached an agreement with Inuyama Ga, the representative of the eight Seraki families at the time, and the two parties formed an alliance. Therefore, Inuyama Ga was the first generation branch chief of the Japanese branch, also known as the first generation head."

"The first generation?" Fingel picked his teeth with a toothpick, "The so-called first generation is just a puppet supported by the principal, right?"

"It should be said that he is a spokesperson. According to the investigation, Inuyama Ga is a student of Principal Angers."

"Tsk, student? Speaking of which, Japan's system is equivalent to allowing the eight Sheqi families to exercise autonomy in Japan. It's impossible for an old thief like the principal not to be aware of the risks hidden in it."

EVA nodded: "Yes. Although they are both dragon-slaying families, the Sheqi Eight families are very different from the European families. Most of the dragon-slayers in the history of European families appear as saints and heroes. The European families regard themselves as Seen as a fighter hidden in the shadows. But Japan has been the emperor who has controlled the power of the underworld since ancient times."

"That's okay. In a sense, the principal is no different from the gang leader." Fingel suddenly spread his hands, "If you think about it, it doesn't seem strange."

"There is a difference. He is confident that he has a lofty goal and is a violent person fighting for all mankind, while the Japanese family is quite keen to use the advantages of blood to seek benefits for the family."

"Is there any news about the forces that solved the Deadpool group not long ago?"

"Unfortunately, we haven't found out who hacked into the Seventh Fleet's fire control system. The other party is very careful. It seems that they don't want the secrets of the Dragon Clan to be leaked."

"They didn't just rely on the firepower of the Seventh Fleet to eliminate all the corpse guards. At most, they ended up finishing. Moreover, they had a way to lure the corpse guards together. The strength of this group of people should not be underestimated." Fingel He muttered, "Our Sheriff Henkel is such a loser. He can't find out anything. He can't be counted on, so you need to help us."

"Okay. Are you ready to go?"

"It's boring to stay here all day long. It's more interesting to go and have fun with Caesar and the others. By the way, the principal is on his way already, right?"

"It is expected to arrive in Japan tomorrow afternoon, still thirteen hours away."

"Is this old guy alone?"

"No, it's three people."

Fingel was stunned: "Three people? Who else is there besides the principal? Even if he ropes in the vice principal as a strong man, there are only two people. Did they kidnap the director of the equipment department?"

"In addition to the principal and vice principal, there is also a middle-aged man who is not in my file." EVA said softly.

"Not in your file?" Fingel looked gloomy. He knew that EVA's so-called files were connected to the databases of various countries.

"Maybe he doesn't use his true identity?" Fingel asked, "That's why you can't recognize him?"

"It's possible." EVA nodded. "This man has a very special relationship with the teacher. The teacher respects him very much. If you want to know his identity, you can ask the teacher."

Fingel said softly: "The old man hides many secrets and is ready to take these secrets to the grave. Maybe if you don't leave us, the old man will teach you these secrets, but he may not tell me."

After a long silence, Eva stretched out her empty hand, touched the man's head, and whispered: "Don't be like this. Don't always remind yourself of the fact that we have been lost."

Fingel smiled and said, "Are you distressed?"

EVA put her hand on her heart, "I won't feel pain, but I feel that I should feel sad now."

Fingel took a deep breath and said softly: "It will be fine. Everything will be fine. He promised us and he will fulfill his promise."

"What if he doesn't?" Eva asked.

Fingel stared at the girl in front of him and suddenly said: "Are you worrying about gains and losses?"

"……I don't know either."

After a brief silence, Fingel changed the subject and said, "Have you not found any news about those three living treasures?"

"Yes, they did not go to the safe house in Chizuru Town, and there is no news until now." EVA smiled, "I guess they have found a good hiding place."

"I think they are drinking red wine and smoking cigars while waiting for rescue. The team led by Caesar must be such a stinker," Fingel muttered in a low voice, "Where is my good Chinese roommate?"

"Lu Mingfei's whereabouts are currently unknown. I have not taken over the entire Japanese network system, so I cannot confirm his location."

"Well, forget about him. Instead of worrying about this guy, we should worry about ourselves."

Fingel stretched, stood up, shook off the coat on his shoulders, and walked out of the house.

He turned his back to EVA, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

EVA waved silently behind him.

"Finally, don't think too much, I trust him to keep his promise, just like he trusts me not to reveal his secrets."

The man walked to the door of the room and paused for a moment, but did not turn around.

He said in a low voice and walked out of the door.

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The phone on the bedside rang. Chu Zihang opened his eyes, woke up from his sleep, and grabbed the phone: "Who is this?"

"I'm Caesar." The voice on the phone was low and had a unique magnetism.

Chu Zihang couldn't help but become alert, reached out and grabbed Murasame under the pillow, and lowered his voice: "What's wrong?"

They are now hiding in a Cowboy's shop in Shinjuku District. Strictly speaking, it is not safe here. The people in this area are all gangsters. Caesar's opinion on this is "dark under the light". Chu Zihang thought at the time that It makes sense, who would have thought that they would be hiding in the enemy's back garden?

This is a blind spot of thought.

But there is always a difference between ideas and reality, and with Caesar taking things so seriously, it is possible that they have been exposed.

If the gate to Gao Tianyuan is blocked by cars and groups of men in black rush in armed with weapons, they can only choose to fight their way out.

It seems that the store manager takes good care of them. If possible, they don't want to implicate this Cowherd store because of themselves.

"I opened a really great gift, and it's actually a figure!"

There were four words "surprise and inexplicable" in Caesar's voice.

"The figure made with my image, wearing Japanese-style armor, riding on a horse, but people can take it off the horse, and then you can see that I am not wearing underwear underneath! The workmanship is great, lifelike, only Japan People can make such things, do you want to come over and take a look now?"

"Snapped."

Chu Zihang silently unplugged the phone line, lay down on the bed again, folded his hands on his chest, and slowly fell asleep.

It was obvious that someone was enjoying it, and after losing the bottom line, this guy began to release the true self hidden in his blood.

This is easy to understand. Ballet originally originated in Italy, then was introduced to France, and finally to Russia. According to local history, the men of the Gattuso family danced a ballet through the streets of the town at midnight, dressed in costumes and brandishing double-barreled shotguns, then kicked open the doors of their enemies, filled their bedrooms with smoke and iron sand, and danced again Leave leisurely.

The characteristics of neurosis are inherited from the same origin.

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The heads of the family had all left, and only Minamoto Chisheng and Tachibana Masamune were left in the huge conference hall.

Yuan Zhisheng poured himself a glass of whiskey and drank it all in one gulp.

In the meeting just now, Miyamoto Shio announced a surprising news to everyone.

What they destroyed was an empty cemetery. God had long since awakened and left Gaotianyuan.

Yes, it's back.

Maybe in this city, maybe right next to them.

"Dad, do you think Miyamoto Shio's speculation is correct?" Yuan Zhisheng looked out the window at the brightly lit neon night scene.

"Are you referring to the awakening of God?"

"No, it's a matter of sacrifice." Yuan Zhisheng said slowly, "Someone stole a precious embryo from an unknown port in northern Siberia, and used some unknown method to block the normal development of the embryo. It eventually developed into a deformed monster, but precious fetal blood still flowed in its body. The man sank the embryo and the Lenin into the abyss, and held this grand and bloody sacrifice to complete the god. "

"I personally went to the bottom of the sea and saw everything below. Miyamoto Shio was right. This is really a blood sacrifice."

Yuan Zhisheng said word by word.

Tachibana Masamune remained silent.

"Dad, do you think all this is the behavior of the fierce ghosts?"

"Who else besides the fierce ghosts? That is the evolutionary path they have longed for. The only way to evolve into a pure-blooded dragon is to use the blood of gods." Tachibana Masamune said slowly, "And who in this world knows God is buried in the depths of the abyss? Even the Secret Party doesn’t know about it. Only the Fierce Ghosts and us know this secret. If we are not the ones who sank the Lenin into the trench, then it can only be the Fierce Ghosts.”

Yuan Zhisheng turned his head and looked at the neon night scene outside the window, listening to his words.

"That's it. It seems that dad, you have decided to uproot the fierce ghosts." Yuan Zhisheng said slowly.

"Yes, there will be innocent people dragged into our war, but we have no choice. We don't have enough time. If we don't want to be attacked from both sides, we must uproot the fierce ghosts as soon as possible, and then search for traces of God with all our strength!" Masamune Tachibana! Said in a deep voice.

"I understand." Yuan Zhisheng slowly closed his eyes, "Is it for me to lead the troops to wipe out the forces of the fierce ghosts to establish my authority?"

Tachibana Masamune has announced that he will retire from the position of head of the family, and the young master Minamoto will take his place in command of the hundreds of thousands of people in the eight Sheqi families and affiliated gangs.

Although this decision was approved by more than 70% of the family, the elders in the family felt that this decision was too hasty.

Maybe it's not that they don't recognize Yuan Zhisheng, but they think Yuan Zhisheng is still too young. Old people always think that young people need to be tempered.

In response, Tachibana Masamune gave Yuan Zhisheng a perfect plan.

Above is the branch of the fierce ghosts that he will sweep away next.

He spent ten years preparing for this war. During these ten years, he had been sharpening his sword in private, but when he drew his sword to kill the enemy, he gave up the honor to Yuan Zhisheng.

Students just need to do it step by step.

He will be recognized by everyone and sit in the position of the patriarch of the family.

"Yes." Masamune Tachibana said seriously, "I have prepared everything. You just need to go ahead and do it, child. Speaking of which, what makes me happiest today is not that everyone chose to stand by my side. It's because of your childish attitude that you seem to have begun to accept your identity as a parent. Not long ago you told me that you wanted to sell sunscreen in France, and I was worried for a while."

"Dad, you know that I am not interested in the position of patriarch, why do you have to pass it to me?"

Yuan Zhisheng filled the wine glass and seemed to be casually asking about a trivial matter.

"Because you are the emperor, and your body has the blood of the emperor. You are a gift from fate to the family. Your awakening will awaken the fighting spirit of all of us. We have been silent for too long. After World War II, we became European mixed-races. Subordinates, the fierce ghosts are constantly encroaching on our territory, and we have endured and retreated again and again, and finally we can't bear it anymore!"

Tachibana Masamune said in a low voice,

"The Sheqi Eighth Family used to be the greatest family in the world, but now we are like a snake that has been nailed seven inches. We really need a great war to get rid of the secret party, cleanse the traitors, and then kill them God! I hope that in my lifetime, this family will rise again in the world! Zongzi, the rise of the family cannot be separated from you!"

He looked directly at Yuan Zhisheng, his eyes shining like a burning torch.

But Yuan Zhisheng shook his head and said:

"The family will never be separated from one person. It should not be the blood of the emperor that sustains this family, but the righteousness we uphold. If the family relies on the blood of the emperor to sustain itself, then the foundation of this family has long been rotten. In my bones.”

There should be another chapter, because it’s recommended today