The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

Yuan Zhisheng had a very bad opinion of his elder sister.

In his impression, he had been living under the oppression of the elder sister almost all the time since he was a child, so he learned to be independent very early.

When other children were still enjoying their happy childhood, he had already shouldered the responsibility of supporting the family at this age. When he was not even as tall as the stove, he was forced to take on the three meals a day of the family.

He tried to hand this job over to Yuan Zhinv, but after having diarrhea for three consecutive days after eating the food made by the elder sister, he finally took over the responsibility again with tears in his eyes.

And what was his elder sister doing at that time?

…The elder sister was drinking Coke beside his bed and laughing loudly without restraint.

Now when I think back to my childhood experience, I feel a bitter tear.

Later, as he grew up, although his elder sister, who he originally needed to look up to, gradually became a condescending look down, his elder sister's prestige did not decrease but increased.

It can be said that he is not afraid of anything in this world. The only person he is afraid of is his own sister. Although his sister will become his ancestor one day, some things cannot be changed.

...For example, now.

At this time, it is a bit too obvious to want to turn off the speakerphone. Under the gaze of others, Yuan Zhisheng can only bite the bullet and continue the conversation, and try to change the subject.

"Eri? Don't worry, she's fine."

The other party seemed to be on the highway, and the sound of the wind was mixed in the voice.

"As for the matter at the Peninsula Hotel, it has also been concluded. I am coming here with the [key] now."

"[Key]... Is the matter at the Peninsula Hotel related to you?"

After a moment of daze, Yuan Zhisheng immediately reacted.

"What do you mean by you? It's impolite to call me sister!!"

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

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With a feeling of hopelessness, Yuan Zhisheng hung up the phone.

Before this, he was the efficient and cold young master of the Yuan family in the eyes of others, but now, looking at the eyes of others, he estimated that his image in their hearts had become a "sister-manager".

If the only people present were Beowulf and other legendary figures in the mixed-race world, it would be fine, but as the director of the Executive Bureau, he was used to bringing his retainers with him when he went on a mission.

He almost didn't need to look back, he could guess that Yasha must be laughing. Sakurai Akira has always been serious, but Sakura...

Suddenly, Yuan Zhisheng was a little desperate.

A certain head of the Uesugi family said on the phone that he would arrive in five minutes, and he really arrived in five minutes. Looking at the electric car in front of them that drove in from the street corner and then stopped in front of them with a beautiful drift, Beowulf and others were silent for a while.

The other party seemed to have gone out in a hurry. He was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a baseball cap on his head. Standing with the gray electric car, this combination was weird no matter how you look at it.

"Wow~ Everyone is quite present?"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Mu Qingzhi parked the electric bike and got off the bike.

"Where's the [key]?"

Looking at the empty-handed person in front of him, Beowulf frowned slightly and asked.

Mu Qingzhi did not answer the other party's question, but walked straight to the trunk of the electric bike, and then, under the twitching eyes of others, he opened the trunk with the key and took out a baby wrapped in a small blanket from it.

"He was a little frightened and is still sleeping, but overall he is fine."

Handing the [key] to the staff member who came forward, Mu Qingzhi turned around and looked at the people in front of him and shrugged slightly.

"As for now, let's sit down and talk about the Nibelungen and Odin."

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At the same time, somewhere in Tama River

This is the outlet of the underground drainage facility across Tokyo. In order to accommodate the excess water flow, the Maruyama Institute under the Snake Eight Family designed a giant water storage well here. Because its water quality is deep red all year round, it is also called the Red Well.

On this night that should have been quiet, the sky above the Tama River area was constantly reverberating with the vibration of giant machinery. The violent vibration from the underground of the Red Well even spread to several kilometers away.

Feeling the violent vibration from the ground, Ryoma Genichirō smoked silently.

He is now on a road one kilometer away from the Red Well. Because there is only such a simple road to reach the Red Well, he took 250 soldiers from the Air Self-Defense Force to control the road and set up a solid roadblock.

Three minutes ago, he just hung up the phone from a certain head of the Uesugi family. According to the other party, there is a high probability that they will face a desperate attack from the fierce ghosts tonight. Although he does not think that the fierce ghosts, who have been hit and almost disappeared, still have their men to strengthen their vigilance and call for support.

After tonight, everything will be over... This is the guarantee from the head of the Uesugi family.

Just as Ryoma Genichiro was pondering, the roar of a modified sports car came from the end of the road. When he looked up, dozens of sports cars of different colors had roared in front of him.

The person who came was Akechi Asuya, the head of the Kanto branch, and it was he who called for support. Dozens of sports cars were parked together, and all twelve team leaders of the Kanto branch were present at this moment.

Looking at the laughing crowd getting off the car in front of him, Genichiro Ryoma couldn't help but frown slightly. As far as he knew, the people in the Kanto branch were basically all freaks. It could be said that they were all geniuses, or that they were all geniuses. They are all crazy.

In the past, the Kanzhong branch caused big troubles, but they were forcibly suppressed by a certain Uesugi family head. After that, the people in the Kanto branch became much more honest, but now it seems that the temperament of these people has not changed much. .

"The garrison time is until seven o'clock tomorrow morning. During this period, no one can pass here."

Looking at the cold young man standing in front of him, Ryoma Xianlang had an expressionless face.

"The above is a direct order from the head of the family."

"...No one is allowed to pass?"

Looking back at the road behind him, Akechi Asuya had a half-smile on his face.

"Are we stationing heavy troops here to guard against the fierce ghosts? But as far as I know, they have been disabled."

"Just carry out the order."

After stubbing out the cigarette in his hand, Genichiro Ryoma spoke calmly.

"After today, the fierce ghosts will be a thing of the past, and what we need to be wary of here is their trapped beast fights."

"The fight between trapped beasts...a very apt metaphor."

After tasting it in his mouth for a moment, Akechi Asaya nodded.

Looking up at Genichiro Ryoma in front of him, he showed a bright smile on his face, but his tone was extremely cold.

"If that's the case, then let's invite the head of the Ryoma family to taste our trapped beast fight."

"you……"

Sensing the change in the other party's tone, Ryoma Genichiro's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

But before he could react, someone next to him had already opened the trunk of the car. At that moment, the fishy smell hit his face, and at the same time, a snake-shaped black shadow shot towards him like an arrow.

Although he was indeed a good player when he was young, he is now very old, and his reaction and actual combat ability are not as good as before. Faced with such a sudden attack, he did not even have time to make a decent reaction and could only watch. Watching this deadpool tear his own throat apart.

And just when the shadow of death was about to envelope him, Ryoma Genichiro suddenly heard a slight sigh.

When the sigh sounded, Deadpool, who was about to throw himself on his throat, flew back faster... A knife penetrated the opponent's chest and fixed him with incomparable strength. On the ground, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move at all, just like a fish on the cutting board that was flopping hard.

Ryoma Genichiro recognized the sword. The name of the sword was Doji Kiri Yasutsuna, and the person who held it was called Minamoto Shojo.

"It's a pity, sister, she gave you a chance."

Standing at the top of a big tree, Yuan Zhennu looked at the vigilant crowd below with a look of regret.

The people from the Kanto branch came out in full force. Each of the twelve team leaders was a hybrid of A-level blood. If you take into account that the opponent used the evolution potion provided by the fierce ghosts, he had to face 13 super-A levels. of mixed breeds and several A-level mixed breeds.

However, in the eyes of Yuan Jingnu, there is no difference between these people and the Deadpool who was killed by him just now... Perhaps the only difference is that it takes a little more time to wait.

"Yuan Zhinu, the person who inherits the emperor's blood, the trump card of the Executive Bureau... This is a bit of a problem."

Looking at Minamoto Girl standing on the top of the tree, Akechi Asuya murmured to himself unconsciously.

He has heard the opponent's name and his achievements. Although the opponent has only one person, he is better than thousands of troops.

...And besides, as the brother of that terrifying woman, how could he be so inferior no matter how weak he was?

"But it's more fun this way."

After taking a deep breath and inserting a tube of blood-red potion into his body, Akechi Asaya pulled out his sword.

He is a genius and an unparalleled madman, and madmen never mind any consequences when doing things.

"I originally wanted to compete with that woman again, but now it's not bad to face off against her brother... So what if I'm of royal blood?"

Pointing the knife at the tall figure in the tree, Akechi Asaya laughed wildly in his mouth.

"When I hold a sword, I am the best in Japan!!"

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ