Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Blackstone Mansion.

"What is this?" Akira Sakurai pointed at the projection screen with confusion on his face.

On the screen, a bare-chested Chu Zihang stood expressionlessly in front of the table holding a knife. The waiter picked up the plate of fish and walked off the stage.

The atmosphere was warm and the whole audience cheered "Ukyo"'s name.

A drunken woman excitedly rushed to the stage and poured champagne on Chu Zihang. This move ignited the enthusiasm of all the women. Watching the wine flowing through the gap between her breast muscles, the women all raised their glasses and applauded her brave move.

"Sister Mai gave me the video. What you just saw was the debut show of newcomer Chu Zihang. The show he performed was called "Yu Sheng Bushido"." Miyamoto Mako said with a smile, "What do you think? Do you have any seeds? Feeling of disillusionment? I remember that you have always wanted to formally meet this person, right?"

"Chu Zihang...is your senior, right?" Akira Sakurai asked doubtfully.

"Yes!"

"...It's really amazing." After a long silence, Sakurai Akira sighed in a low voice.

The girl wrinkled her nose and made a muffled sound from the tip of her nose, "Huh? What did you say?"

"Even if you are living in a place like this, you can still live so freely and deal with so many women with ease. You are truly worthy of being your senior." Akira Sakurai admired sincerely, and finally added, "If it were me, I would probably just Can you be a waiter serving dishes there?"

Miyamoto Mako was stunned, wanting to open this guy's head and see what was inside it.

Does this guy have his own beautification function? All people or things related to adults have their own beautification function?

"By the way, where is Miss Mai?" Sakurai Akira looked back at Mako and asked.

He needs to confirm something with Miss Mai.

Currently, six of them have joined the boss's team, with Su Enxi and Mai Shutoku being their seniors.

His eyes fell on Zhenzi, but at the next moment he suddenly avoided it, like a snake and a scorpion, and a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

The girl was curled up on the sofa, her slender white legs crossed, and her graceful figure was sultry and eye-catching. She had just finished bathing in the hot spring, and after rinsing, her body was exuding the fragrance of shower gel. She was only wearing a thin bathrobe, revealing her naked body Extensive expanse of snow-white skin.

"Miss Mai is out. She said she has an appointment with several screenwriters and composers in the Japanese animation industry tonight to discuss cooperation." The girl said lazily.

"Sister Enxi, have their business expanded into the animation field?" Sakurai Ming was stunned.

In his eyes, Su Enxi is the kind of big boss on TV who makes hundreds of millions every minute and makes great changes in the capital world.

Mai Shutoku is a real female ninja.

Ninjas are a very special existence in Japan, especially to them.

They are samurai, and samurai are responsible for the frontal battlefield, while ninjas are cold-blooded killers, responsible for making the final decision in the dark and deciding the outcome of the war in an instant.

They consulted Mai Shutoku in private, and the latter was much better than them in terms of honing their skills.

After all, their rise had only lasted for more than half a year. Even though they had gone through countless fights in their dreams, it could only be regarded as a quick success. Miss Mai could defeat them without using the spirit of speech.

This is the "skill" gap.

He had taken this into consideration when he avoided fighting when facing Yuan Zhisheng.

"I don't know. It seems that I am planning to talk about an original animation in July this year."

"That's it."

Silence returned to the room.

Only the light from the TV projection flickered in the spacious room.

"Mako..." Sakurai Akira suddenly shouted, "What is your promise to you?"

When the adults found them and gave them gifts, they also promised one thing to each of them.

For example, the adults promised Ryoma Ichi with "the future", while the adults promised Kenjiro with "power", and he with "freedom".

The promise each of them received was what they longed for most from the bottom of their hearts.

"What do you think?" The girl smiled brightly, but her clear eyes seemed to be through thick fog, making it impossible to see through.

Sakurai Akira couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Ah, I almost forgot. Sister Mai asked me to tell you that the Sheqi Eight Family is expected to raid the Kukakukan tomorrow." Mako suddenly said, blinking curiously, "Do you want to take a last look at your The sister I’ve never met?”

Sakurai frowned and asked, "Is the news accurate?"

"Message from Sister Enxi."

Sakurai was silent.

After joining his boss's team and investigating his parents' current activities, he found out that he had a sister.

His parents divorced shortly after he might be sent to a care school because of his out-of-control bloodline. Now they have a new family with healthy children.

Sakurai Akira had seen them from a distance.

Their life is ordinary, no different from that of an ordinary family, with noise and laughter.

All in all, it's pretty good, and he doesn't need to bother him.

During this tracing process, he discovered that he actually had a half-sister, who was also found to have an abnormal bloodline when he was five years old, and was confirmed to have dangerous bloodline. He was sent to Guan Ai Academy, and finally at ten years old. He escaped from there when he was four years old and joined the Fierce Ghosts.

Judging from the time alone, the two of them were once locked up in the same academy, but no one knew the other's identity at that time. Maybe they had met before, but they were just two strangers passing each other.

His sister's name is Sakurai Kogure.

The person in charge of the Paradise Hall, codenamed ‘Ryuma’, is already a very important figure among the fierce ghosts.

The Sheqi Eight Families have recently begun to take action against the fierce ghosts. As the "heart" of the fierce ghosts, the Paradise Hall is naturally one of their targets.

As the most visible person in power among the Fierce Demons, Sakurai Kogure will inevitably become the key capture target of the Eight Sheqi Family.

"I'm going out to Osaka."

Akira Sakurai suddenly stood up, picked up two alchemy dachi swords, and strode out the door.

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"After the complete capture of the Paradise Hall, the power of the Fierce Ghosts was uprooted, and all the gangs that had taken refuge with the Fierce Ghosts returned to their own clan. The Paradise Hall was the Fierce Ghosts' largest source of cash. After burning down the Paradise Hall, their remaining The forces can no longer struggle.”

Sakura stood behind Yuan Zhisheng, wearing a black suit, a long black windbreaker, and a pure white tie, as if she was attending a festival.

Yuan Zhisheng pinched out the cigarette butt and lit another cigarette.

The family is already in an all-out war with the fierce ghosts, and 70% of the gangs in major cities have turned to the family.

The current situation is very good, we just need to make steady progress.

Dad has been preparing for this battle for ten years, but the fierce ghosts hastily accepted the challenge, and their defeat is already doomed.

Next, it will be him who delivers the final blow.

Osaka is the headquarters of the Fierce Ghosts, and the Paradise Hall is the most important stronghold of the Fierce Ghosts in Osaka. It is not only a casino, but also responsible for transnational money laundering. Tens of billions of cash flows through the Paradise Hall every day.

Capturing the Paradise Hall was equivalent to stabbing them in the heart.

The person in charge of the Kukakukan is Sakurai Kogure, codenamed 'Ryoma', who is said to be a peerless beauty.

The leaders of the fierce ghosts all use shogi pieces as their code names. Masamune Tachibana spent ten years investigating their identities, but the names of the highest-ranking generals and dragon kings have always been a mystery.

Even the gang members of the Fierce Ghost Clan have never seen these two people.

The highest-ranking Fiend cadre known to date is Sakurai Kogure, codenamed "Ryoma".

His goal today is to bring Sakurai Kogure back alive. Only in this way can he discover the mastermind behind the Kukakukan.

Today is the end of the Paradise Hall.

The attack started fifteen minutes ago. The eight Sheqi families mobilized twelve oil tankers, and dozens of tons of fuel poured down the hillside.

But Yuan Zhisheng, who was in charge of the attack, was not in a hurry to light the fire. He stood on the top of the mountain and smoked in the mountain wind, and the wind blew his long windbreaker.

From gamblers to croupiers, everyone fled, even the guards.

The defense that the Kukakukan thought was impregnable collapsed in one encounter. They were unable to resist the violence of the eight Sheqi families.

Now everyone knows that as long as the man smoking on the top of the mountain throws down his cigarette butt, the Paradise Hall will be engulfed in flames and all its glory will be wiped out.

In fact, five days ago, the end began to come to the heads of the fierce ghosts.

Five days ago, they controlled 11 of the 18 yakuza gangs in Osaka. The seven gangs loyal to the Jakiba family always maintained restraint, but overnight the world changed.

The door of Genji Heavy Industries opened with a bang, black vans drove out one after another, and the top cadres of the eight Sheqi families came out in full force.

When they arrived in Osaka, seven gangs in Osaka simultaneously launched an attack on the gangs under the Fierce Ghosts.

There has never been such an efficient underworld war in history, no less than Hitler's blitzkrieg that wiped out Poland. The gangs to which the fierce ghosts belonged were crushed one after another before they had time to organize themselves.

Seven of the eleven gangs declared their allegiance to the Sheqi Eight Families. Among the remaining four, three "Wakatou" were beaten to death with bats, and the last gang announced its dissolution.

Overnight, Osaka became the Osaka of the eight Sheqi families.

Not only in Osaka, but from the south to the north, the gangs loyal to the Sheqi Hachi Family took action and spared no effort to attack the gangs loyal to the Fierce Demons.

Either give in or die on the spot. Those little gangsters who had never seen the world were frightened.

They finally realized that the nature of the underworld is cruel, rather than the ridiculous behavior of coming to ask for protection money and then acting rogue without paying.

For a long time, the fierce ghosts felt that they had become proud and had formed a "balance of power" with the Sheqi family, so the Sheqi family had to exercise restraint against them.

But when the eight Sheqi families really got serious, they realized how huge the gap between them was.

The reason why they can survive to this day is not because of their own strength, but because the family has always been gentle. After all, they are the same clan. Before this, the parents of the eighth surname did not want to kill them all.

The vast scope and impact of this war have shocked Congress.

In the past few days, there have been hundreds of dead and thousands of injured, which is no less than the scale of a small war.

If the war continues to spread, it will inevitably affect unrelated people and cause huge social problems.

Therefore, the members of Congress ordered the Sheqi family to stop the war through different channels, and repeatedly stated that the government would never condone crime, and the Self-Defense Forces would intervene if the war continued. However, the Sheqi family closed all dialogue channels and insisted on going its own way.

Sakurai Kogure is very clear about the intentions of the Sheqi Hachi family.

Just wipe out the ghosts completely before Congress introduces a new anti-gang bill.

This is the so-called blitzkrieg. Before others can react, the war is over, as fast as if it had never happened.

The desire for war inherited from the Dragon Clan has flowed in the bodies of hybrids from ancient times to the present, and the wars of the Dragon Clan have always been like this.

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The vermilion window was also engulfed in flames, and the wood bent and deformed, making a creaking sound.

"I can only accompany you until this point. Please take care of yourself in the future."

Sakurai Kogure glanced at the blood-red kimono on the hanger in front of the window.

The kimono fluttered in the fire wind, as if someone was wearing it and dancing. The corners of the clothes were ignited by the flames, and the kimono fluttered like a dancing butterfly in the sea of ​​fire.

She lowered her eyes, as if the man was standing there as usual.

Until that familiar and gentle voice came from the sea of ​​​​fire behind him.

"Woman, are you leaving me?"

Sakurai Kogure turned around suddenly, her eyes blurred and unbelievable.

She smiled slightly in her absence, and saluted as usual in countless mornings and nights.

"You're back."

Her smile is so beautiful, her eyes are bright and gazing under the burning firelight, and her gaze is radiant, which is enough to make those who see it relieve thousands of worries, forget their troubles, and have a good mood for the day.

The fire-colored light echoed with the man's gleaming white skin. The man walked up to her, raised his hand to gently lift her chin, and leaned forward for a long, forgetful kiss.

The boiling and noisy noise downstairs rose like steam when water is boiling, and countless panicked figures appeared alternately on the windows.

Sakurai Kogure stood on her tiptoes, hugged the man's neck, responded with forgetfulness, and was intoxicated in this gentle kiss.

Those panicked and noisy noises became the background of this scene.

After an unknown amount of time, they slowly separated.

Sakurai Kogure caressed the man's face with confused eyes, wondering if this was a dream before his death?

A man's kiss is always as fierce as a wild beast, and every time it comes out of the blue, like a violent storm, or like a wild wolf biting the throat of its prey and sucking the blood.

But this time he went overboard with gentleness, as cautiously as if he were facing a lost treasure.

You used to not care about what you owned because you knew it was yours and no one could take it away. It was only after you lost it that you discovered that "losing" is such a simple yet eternal thing. So when you hug the lost girl again, how can you not be cautious and treat it like a treasure?

"Woman, don't leave me in a hurry, I'm not tired of you yet."

The man who came here despite the storm tonight looked down at the girl in his arms. The girl's eyes were filled with light like clear water.

He leaned over and whispered into Sakurai Kogure's ear again.

"Even if you are going to die, you should die with me."