Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"died?"

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head.

"Yes!" Crow said guiltily. The boss had repeatedly told him to take good care of the monkey-faced man, but he didn't expect that something happened in the end.

"How did you die? Have you found out?" Yuan Zhisheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected it.

He did not look at the crow, but looked sideways at the torrential rain in Tokyo outside the window, his calm expression making people feel creepy.

"Suicide, he has a denture, and the denture contains poison!" Crow said with an ugly face.

"No inspection beforehand?"

"I checked it myself, but..." Crow hesitated and did not continue. If he continued, he would inevitably give the impression that the boss was making excuses.

In fact, in order to prevent this kind of suicide, they usually check the whole body of the person under surveillance in advance. He personally greeted the monkey-faced man, but at that time they did not find out that this guy had dentures hidden with poison. But now the facts and results Right before his eyes, the crow sees no point in quibbling, and the results are always louder than words.

"I understand, you can go down." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "Let the bodies be disposed of, and the remaining ones will be released after being investigated by the gang. After all, they are still young people, and everything will follow the rules of the family."

"Yes!" Crow bowed deeply, thinking that although those little brats were underage, they were playing wild enough and had already exceeded the lower limit set by the family. They even dragged people behind the car to death. .

Young people like this might as well just die. The boss is really kind. He only follows the family rules. If those guys are lucky, he will cut off a few fingers, break the tendons and hamstrings, and they will become useless in the next life. It’s inevitable, but you’re still alive at least, right?

The Sheqi Ba family is the main family of the underworld, and they are very tolerant of the people below them. They are the underworld. You can't expect the underworld to abide by the law and be positive every day. The family can only try to maintain the lowest limit, but what these little brats do is even worse. The family can't tolerate it anymore.

The crow turned and left.

"Who in the family works in the Metropolitan Police Department?" Yuan Zhisheng asked behind him.

"The one with the highest position seems to be Ryoma Kotoji of the Ryoma family, who is currently the police chief." Crow recalled quickly.

The Ryoma family is involved in the arms industry. The head of the family, Genichiro Ryoma, was recruited by the Japanese Self-Defense Forces through a special process and became a "first-class air sergeant" in the Self-Defense Forces reserves. This military rank is equivalent to a colonel in other countries. The rest of the family are also more or less in the military. He holds a position in the Metropolitan Police Department or the Military Department, and the highest-ranking person in the Metropolitan Police Department is Ryoma Qinji.

This has also been Tachibana Masamune's layout for many years. The eight Sheqi families have extended their tentacles to every corner of the country and can use all their power when necessary.

"When you let the young people out, let Longma Qiner come to pick them up in advance." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

Crow was stunned for a moment, thinking that he really didn't know how to evaluate the boss.

Let's be cruel. According to Crow's idea, we can just pour cement and save national resources. Let's be honest. Let's cut off the hands and feet first and then send them to the Metropolitan Police. With the excellent resumes these guys have...

Tsk, the crow smacked its mouth, nodded and walked out.

After the crow left, Yuan Zhisheng continued to look through the family's internal information.

As his secretary, Sakura has been standing beside him, tall and slender, with attractive curves.

The room with just two people was eerily quiet, with the only sound of turning pages of a book.

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the information he had taken from the family priests in front of him one by one. He was not interested in the past of these families, but after learning something, he suddenly wanted to understand the family's past in depth.

"Sakura, I envy Uesugi Koshi." Minamoto said suddenly.

Sakura's voice was as clear and concise as a mountain spring: "Why?"

"I envy him that he has lived in France since he was a child. He is an authentic Frenchman. What he cherishes is his life in France, not the days after returning to Japan, so he can easily leave and take a moment before leaving. The fire burned down the temple of his family, and he didn't care what would happen to the Sheqi Eighth Family, nor what would happen to Japan, because this was not his hometown, and there were no people he cherished."

Yuan Zhisheng closed the document and gently stroked the handle of the Spider Cutting knife that was placed aside.

"I can't be as free and easy as him, so after so many years, I still haven't been able to escape Japan. Instead, I sit higher and higher. I obviously want to leave my family and leave Japan, but these and other fetters are always holding me back. It’s like a big net is binding me here.”

Speaking of this, he remembered the fierce argument with Caesar under the deep sea, and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Those words seemed to be vivid in his mind, echoing clearly in his mind.

What Caesar said may be true, but what he said at the time was also true. Japan's underworld has long been rooted in the depths of this country, and the Sheqi family is the helmsman who maintains the balance of the underworld world, keeping all struggles within reach. within the control limits.

The evil of human nature is unimaginable. Even a minor child can commit heinous and cruel murders once he is swallowed by the darkness in his heart.

The Sheqi family is equivalent to the Sword of Damocles hanging over their heads. Over the years, our family has collected protection fees to maintain the balance of all parties. I can’t say how well it has done, but at least it has allowed many people to live like a human being. As for complete despair, even the qualification to survive is lost.

They are indeed not good people, but at least they receive money to do things. If they don't do some things, how can they expect the government?

Under the Deep Sea, Caesar said that without them to maintain balance, society might enter temporary chaos, but the government would soon intervene, so they were never saviors.

Yuan Zhisheng only agreed with the last sentence.

Reality and ideals are always full of discrepancies, and there is no hope. In the eyes of the government, those shady low-level people are not worth saving. The only people in the world who have not given up on them are my family.

Sakura, who was standing aside, knew exactly what the boss was talking about.

In the eyes of Sakura, Crow and others, Yuan Zhisheng is actually a gentle person. This gentleness may be indecisive in the eyes of others, but the three people standing on the same level as Yuan Zhisheng firmly believe that this is gentleness.

It is this tenderness that is why he, who has been clamoring to leave Japan and his family, has not been able to escape from this vortex, but has fallen deeply into it.

He is a self-denying and paranoid guy. He has never liked the status of "emperor", but he has always shouldered the corresponding responsibilities, so he always looks tiredly and longingly at the unreachable distance.

In the quagmire of his family, he clenched his knife and stood at the front, unmoved and no one dared to attack him, but there was no way to retreat.

Sakura sometimes wonders, will the young master really escape to France?

France is the escape route he left for himself. Everyone should have an escape route so that they don't end up living on the streets with nowhere to go.

He left a path for himself, but the world did not give him the opportunity to walk on this path.

Sakura didn't know how to comfort her boss. Fortunately, Yuan Zhisheng didn't need her comfort. He was used to carrying a lot of things alone.

She could only stay by his side silently until the day she had to leave.

She is not good at words and can only express her emotions through companionship.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't notice Sakura's distraction, he looked out the window quietly.

According to Tachibana Masamune, he already knew where his bloodline came from. No wonder the man said that the bloodline of the Minamoto family was cut off as early as the Meiji Restoration. No wonder the man said that he was the last of the three clans...

Should he call such a man father?

Yuan Zhisheng recalled what he saw and heard at the ramen stall that rainy night and laughed to himself. He really couldn't say it out loud. He didn't even want to see that man again.

After seeing the true side of that man, the image of "father" was completely disillusioned on his side.

"Sakura, have I told you about my childhood?" He turned to look at Sakura.

"No, if you all have the desire to talk, I'd be happy to listen." Sakura bowed slightly.

"It's great to have you as my secretary." Yuan Zhisheng smiled silently, but his eyes became more and more blurred, "My brother and I have been living in the small town of Shitori for as long as we can remember. We are the adopted sons of a family. Our adoptive father is an ordinary mountain man. We have never met our biological parents..."

"In school, people often bully us, saying that we are children abandoned by our parents. Every time, I would rush up and beat up these people who speak freely."

"Fortunately, my father, whom I have never met, gave me a good physique and pedigree. No one among my peers can beat me, not even a grade above me. In Japanese schools, you have to avoid being bullied. You must show yourself to be more vicious than bad, so that no one will dare to bully our brothers."

Yuan Zhisheng paused for a moment when he said this.

He didn't say the next words, he just thought about it silently in his heart.

That Yuan Zhisheng who is more vicious than a delinquent will also secretly hope that his father will be a hero.

This is the expectation of every child, especially those orphans who have never seen their father. They always imagine that their heroic father will fall from the sky. When they meet, they will hug him fiercely, smelling of man's tobacco, and burst into tears. He said, son, let’s go home. Your father, I have created a country for you and I’m waiting for you to inherit it. I kept you outside all these years because I was afraid that some traitor would harm you. Now everything is stable. Your mother has made a table at home. I'll give you some food to cleanse you from the wind and dust. We won't return home until we're drunk today. By the way, I'll take you to meet your future subordinates...

So at that time, Yuan Zhisheng thought that Tachibana Masamune was his father. Otherwise, why would he, a city man, always go to the mountains to see him?

Sakura found that Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were a little hazy, as if he was drifting away and caught in some past event.

What Yuan Zhisheng looked at was the dimmed city lights in the heavy rain.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past.

The top of the mountain where he had tentatively asked Tachibana Masamune if he had any children.

Maple leaves were falling in front of the bonfire, and the stars were slowly spinning overhead. The boy mustered up the courage to ask Mr. Masamune if he had any children.

But Mr. Masamune smiled and said that it is really difficult for me to find a woman to have a child. I am interested in adopting a child. If you go to Tokyo, will you and Naomi be willing?

The boy didn't answer, and lowered his head in despair. Compared with his alcoholic adoptive father, Tachibana Masamune was naturally heroic, but Minamoto still wanted to wait for his biological father.

After all, no matter how good others are, how can they compare to your own? Even if the man never came to visit them.

"At that time, my father often went to the mountains. I initially had a favorable impression of this only man who showed patience to me. I thought he was my father for a time. But later, when I learned that my father was a gangster, I became righteous. I immediately felt repelled by him, never spoke to him again, and always turned my head away forcefully when we met."

As if thinking of the stubborn young man who claimed to be a righteous friend, Yuan Zhisheng grinned, and Sakura also smiled. It sounded like the parent at that time was already a paranoid child.

"Dad doesn't mind. He still comes to visit my alcoholic adoptive father on weekends. Sometimes he brings me some small gifts, but I just throw the gifts into the trash when I go out."

"One time my father came from the mountains with candles and cakes. During the dinner party, he suddenly took out the cake, put the candles on it and lit it. He brought it to me and said he wished me a happy birthday. Before that, I had never celebrated my birthday because I never knew that I When is my birthday, I haven’t eaten my own birthday cake.”

"Then my adoptive father said that I was going to adopt me and go to Tokyo. Today is our new starting point."

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly fell silent.

Sakura asked: "And you agreed?"

"...No, I didn't agree. I was very repulsive to the underworld at that time, so I asked coldly why I went to Tokyo to be a gangster who was frightened all day long?" Yuan Zhisheng said quietly, "Then dad said I'm sorry, He was actually the one who fostered our brothers in the mountains all these years, but he is not our father. Our father was a big figure in the Japanese underworld, but unfortunately he is no longer alive. We have inherited a noble bloodline, and we were born to sit on the family throne. throne."

Sakura listened quietly.

"At that time, I was unwilling to accept this heavy identity from the bottom of my heart, let alone the reality that my father was no longer alive, so I spread out the spikes on my body like an angry hedgehog, and I roared that we are important in your hands. You are a chess piece, right? You can climb high in the gang with us, right? But..."

"but?"

"But dad said that this time I came not to take you to Tokyo, but to take you abroad. He said that he had been hesitating over the years whether to take us into the whirlpool of the underworld, but later he decided to take us there After living a mediocre but free life abroad, now think about it, if we had agreed at that time, would we have been in France by now?"

Yuan Zhisheng murmured.

Life is always faced with countless choices and forks in the road, each of which leads to a different world.

Many years ago, the big boy standing at the fork in the road gave up the road of escaping to a foreign country because of his stubbornness. Perhaps it was destined that he would never escape again.

"After that, my father never came to the mountains again. I moved out from my adoptive father's house and slept on a mat in the school gymnasium, with only a military blanket to cover me.

"No one in the school wanted to get close to me because my father was the underworld emperor and I was unknown, so even though I was well-deserved number one in the school at the graduation ceremony, no one applauded me. At the graduation ceremony, I raised my head stubbornly, With his back straight, he glared at everyone in the audience and told them that the children of the underworld can also beat their children, not with violence, but with grades."

Sakura asked softly: "Then what."

Because Yuan Zhisheng stopped again, his eyes blank.

Being the best listener, Sakura expressed her curiosity about what was to follow at the right moment.

"Then Dad showed up again, this time not alone, but with a group of subordinates. All the subordinates lined up to greet me. In front of everyone in the school, they bowed neatly, as if they were really welcoming me. A mafia prince."

"You are indeed the prince of the underworld. You are destined to become the head of the eight Sheqi families." Sakura calmly said.

"Haha." Yuan Zhisheng laughed at himself, "After leaving school, my father and I walked side by side on the path beside the terraces again after many days. I suddenly found that I no longer rejected him. Maybe he left his adoptive father's house to live alone. These days made me think a lot and grow up a lot. This time he didn’t want to adopt me, but invited me to start a career together, and I agreed.”

"You agreed this time?" Sakura asked a little puzzled, "What prompted you to agree? Did you think a lot after the first rejection?"

Yuan Zhisheng said silently: "I can't tell clearly. Maybe it's because I'm tired of the days in the mountains, or maybe it's because of the words I said when I rejected my father for the first time, my doubts about him and my malicious conjectures. The guilt that arose, or maybe... I gave up. I no longer had expectations for my biological father, and gave up on the sweet dreams I had when I was young. In short, I agreed to his invitation and came to Tokyo. Ten years later, we both Standing at the pinnacle of the Japanese underworld."

Sakura was silent for a while, and she was keenly aware of something.

Yuan Zhisheng's words are full of unspeakable nostalgia, which is the child's yearning for his father's love. After giving up his expectations for his biological father, he transferred all his beautiful reveries about his father to Mr. Masamune, so these years the boss has been In private, he always calls Tachibana Masamune "Dad".

But now...

Sakura whispered: "You trusted Mr. Masamune so much before, why do you doubt him now?"

Yes, in Sakura's eyes, Minamoto has openly expressed his doubts about Tachibana Masamune, and his recent actions are all about testing Tachibana Masamune.

He is now remembering the past with Mr. Masamune, as if saying goodbye to the past and strengthening his determination.

Yuan Zhisheng didn't answer Sakura immediately.

He sat there quietly, as if the maple leaves falling softly that year were spinning around him.

He still remembered the vicious words he said to his father at that birthday party. In fact, he regretted the words when he said them. They were just his most vicious conjectures when he was extremely angry. He did not hesitate to view Tachibana Masamune in the worst possible light, and inferred His idea, but after he calmed down, he felt that he was wrong. For him, Masamune Tachibana has always been a person who can play the role of his father, and he should not have such vicious thoughts.

but……

Many years later, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but think, what if these conjectures were true?

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head slightly. The lights in the room were a bit dazzling. He squinted at the bright yellow light on the ceiling.

He didn't want to think so, but many facts forced him to think so.

For example, Tachibana Masamune had completely different rhetoric before and after on the Lenin.

During the conversation next to Eri, Dad confessed about his past, including the Lenin. In Dad's narrative, he drove the Lenin, but before it reached the Japanese coastline, the hidden treasure inside it Egg pulled a boat of people into the deep sea, and he could only take their brothers and Eriki to escape in a small boat.

But in the conversation shortly after returning from the deep sea, my father blamed all this on the fierce ghosts. This inconsistent statement made him inevitably suspicious.

in addition……

He personally went to see it under the deep sea. This was definitely not a coincidence, but someone deliberately used the eggs of the Lenin to commemorate the White King in Gaotianyuan!

He definitely doesn’t agree with Dad’s statement about coincidence!

When the first suspicion about his father arose in his heart, doubts emerged one after another uncontrollably.

Under the guidance of Caesar, he asked Crow and others to capture "Chibe" from Chizuru Town, and found the Moloto cocktail from the leader's monkey-faced man, confirming that Chibei had an affair with the fierce ghosts.

What shocked him even more was that Sakura later reported that there was a safe house in Chizuru Town that was once the headquarters.

If Caesar and others wanted to contact the headquarters after landing, they would most likely go to the safe house in Chizuru Town. However, after Caesar and others arrived in Japan, they had just purchased a large amount of gunfire, and Akabe went berserk with a Molotto cocktail in his hand. The group happened to be entrenched in Chizuru Town.

He really couldn't stop thinking about it. Someone had set up an ambush for Caesar and others early in the morning, and they had been carefully planning it since before they arrived in Japan.

Who knows their itinerary and the headquarters’ safe house in Japan so well?

Fierce ghosts?

Or the main family?

Ten years have passed. He is no longer the big boy who stubbornly refused to say a word to him simply because he was a gangster. He has become realistic and understands that he has no choice in many things in this world. Know that the heart is separated from the belly.

Just like if Dad didn't tell him, he would never know that he was once a member of the KGB and had a name called Bondarev.

No, even this name may not be true.

Yuan Zhisheng's cold face curved into a sarcastic arc, as if he was laughing at himself.

He is a very sensitive person, especially sensitive to the evil in this world. He does not trust anyone easily. He can count the number of people he has trusted on two hands.

Each of these people is as precious to him as a finger, and Masamune Tachibana should be the index finger of his right hand, the most flexible, reliable and trustworthy finger.

But now he had to start doubting this most trustworthy finger.

It's shameful to say that he was afraid to face such a terrible truth at one time and didn't know how to deal with it. He even wanted to trust Masamune Tachibana, so he didn't ask him directly, but kept forcing him to reveal his true colors from the side.

He made a private meeting with Inuyama Ga and asked him what he thought of the previous generation of patriarchs. He did not reserve his questioning attitude towards it in his words, and then let these words flow into Tachibana Masamune's ears.

He cryptically spread the news that they were about to get a key breakthrough from Chibi's monkey-faced man.

Everything is forcing Masamune Tachibana. If Masamune Tachibana really harbors evil intentions, then he should know that the wolf cubs he has raised for ten years and not matured are beginning to bite him.

But these are not enough. He still lacks a decisive step.

The phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was in deep thought, raised his head and looked at the fluorescent screen of his mobile phone, which showed the latest text message.

When the content in the text message came into view, Yuan Zhisheng's pupils suddenly dilated.

He took a deep breath to calm down, and told Sakura: "Ask Yasha and Crow to gather the people, and just say... we have found the secret research room of the fierce ghost kings!"

Sakura's expression suddenly changed, "Yes!" She strode out of the house.

Yuan Zhisheng also stood up and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows. From here, the city looked like a forest, with countless billboards and neon lights reflecting in the wind and rain, making people lose themselves in the city without realizing it.

Caesar gave him a great gift.

If...if dad, no, Tachibana Masamune really cheated on him, what should he do?

The fatigue that originated from the depths of his soul surged into his heart. After many years, he seemed to be a helpless young man again.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the outline of his figure, as well as his eyes that were as clear as swords.

"I am... the head of the eight Sheqi families."

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and said this to himself in the mirror.

He is the head of the eight Sheqi families and must fulfill his obligations as head of the family, just like he has been fulfilling his duties as an "emperor" in the past few years and fighting at the forefront of the family.

And it is the duty of parents to clean up those who are rebellious.

He stood quietly, his eyes seeming to penetrate everything, going to the infinite distance.

He knew he could never escape to that beach.