Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 155: Which monarch has awakened?
Today's "Tamamonomae Club" is a little unusual.

This is Japan's most famous red-light district. It is brightly lit at night, with giant neon signs in the night sky and countless young people living a life of drunkenness and debauchery.

The "Tamamonomae Club" is the most luxurious club under the Snake Eight Family. This "Tamamonomae" is even more of a holy place in the hearts of Japanese men.

All men in Tokyo know that the streets of Shibuya are a show for beauties, but they also say that seeing all the beauties in Shibuya is not as good as taking a walk around Tamamonomae.

Tamamonomae is the most eye-catching sign in the entire red-light district. At the same time, cash flow is also one of the important sources of income for the family. It belongs to the Inuyama family among the eight families of Snake.

But just yesterday, a group of indiscriminate guys attacked here.

Those people looked like a group of ordinary thugs, but their purpose and plan were quite clear. They caused great damage and left right after causing trouble, without giving others a chance to react. They also threatened to come back the next day.

This is simply unimaginable in Japan, especially in Tokyo. There is no gangster here who is not afraid of his own family. The higher the level, the more afraid they are. Only some guys who are not in the mainstream or even have no organization will be fearless.

But this obviously planned disruption made it hard for people not to doubt their purpose, so the people in the club notified the family. The head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama He, took it very seriously and prepared to come and check it out in person.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he arrived at the Tamamonomae Club, he received news that the heads of the Minamoto family and the Uesugi family were on their way.

Inuyama He is Uesugi Yue's confidant and one of the few people who knows the current situation of Minamoto no Chijo and Minamoto no Chisei, so he is particularly nervous at this moment.

Compared to the very easy-going and even amiable Minamoto no Chisei, the former fierce dragon king of ghosts is synonymous with "killing and death" in the eyes of most people in the family. In many cases, she is even more majestic than the current patriarch Uesugi Kou.

Inuyama He didn't know the new young master, but he had experienced the battle between the Snake Eight Families and the Demon Clan. Everyone who had experienced that battle was afraid of her, and Inuyama He was no exception.

But those who were causing trouble today obviously did not consider Inuyama He's feelings. Before the time came for them to make their announcement yesterday, they had already popped out from some unknown corner and started causing trouble.

They smashed the equipment and scared the beautiful girls into screaming. Inuyama He frowned and was about to take the prepared guards to suppress these ignorant guys when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside.

The sound of brakes, screams and hurried footsteps came into the hall, and more than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars blocked the road outside.

Men in black suits poured into the club from different entrances. They had bulges on their waists, and it was unknown whether they had knives or guns hidden under their suits. They stood shoulder to shoulder to form a human wall, blocking all the exits. Those who tried to enter or exit were scared away by their cold and murderous eyes.

Slow footsteps were heard, and an expressionless boy in a black windbreaker walked in with a confused red-haired girl. Wherever they passed, all the thugs made way in an orderly manner, with respectful postures and fearful eyes.

Gen Chikōnō was quite satisfied with her new look. Her long hair was cut into a neat short style and her slim black windbreaker looked very neat. She did not bring the red long sword as it was too conspicuous and instead, followed Gen Chikōnō's example, put two Japanese swords on her waist.

Eri seemed very excited. She kept looking around, her dark red eyes full of surprise, like a country girl who came to the city for the first time.

In fact, Genjitsu didn't plan to bring Eri with her at first, but the little monster stuck to her very closely and showed a strong curiosity about the family's sex industry.

I think after Herzog's death, although Eri regained most of her freedom and traveled to many places, she probably never came to this kind of custom club.

But it is indeed beautiful here, ethereal and crystal clear, like the glass world mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

The ground is made of crystal glass seamlessly pieced together, and five-color lights change under the feet. In the sky are quaint wooden columns and red-toothed cornices, and vermilion wooden stairs spiral along the four walls.

Everywhere there were girls of varying beauties, they were wearing maple-red kimonos, their eyes were charming, and their skin was as delicate and gorgeous as golden satin.

Anyone who steps into Tamamo-mae for the first time will have an unreal feeling, feeling like they are flying in the glow.

Inuyama He hurried out to greet them, but Yuan Zhinv just waved her hand nonchalantly: "Where's the troublemaker? Pull him out so I can see him."

Inuyama He was sweating profusely and quickly ordered someone to bring the troublemakers up. They were just a few young boys and they were so frightened at the scene that their legs were shaking.

Genji found a sofa and sat down at random. She ignored Eri's curious look around and let Inuyama He arrange two beautiful girls to massage her shoulders and back. She looked down at those guys who fell to the ground because of weak legs.

She looked expressionless and casual, but she exuded a majesty that made people dare not look directly at her. No one dared to disobey her because no one knew what kind of thunder and lightning was hidden beneath her calmness.

Yuan Zhinv knew that those idiots would not leave such a big handle. These people must be cannon fodders who they just paid to find on the street and knew nothing. She would not get anything out of them by asking them, so she simply didn't bother to ask.

She just sat there without saying a word, leisurely enjoying the service of the beautiful girl, but the atmosphere became extremely quiet under her silence. No one dared to speak, and everyone looked panicked, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Even Inuyama He lowered his head in such a depressing atmosphere and dared not speak nonsense.

But Genji was just in a daze.

Maybe those guys who are trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain are already searching Genji Heavy Industries. If she doesn't give them some time, Genji Chinushi is afraid that they won't be able to search completely. There are not many people as considerate as her.

It was just a bit boring to just wait there, so Genji was thinking about going to a brothel... Oh no, going to an erotic club, a top erotic club in Japan owned by her family. It would be a shame if she didn't watch the show.

She looked at Inuyama He and was about to say "keep playing the music and dancing" when she saw a person leaning against a brown-red pillar not far away. She was also wearing a red kimono, so much so that Genjiro didn't notice her at first.

So the words that were on the tip of his tongue took a turn and became: "Take them away and interrogate them thoroughly."

Inuyama He nodded quickly and told people to do as they were told. The red figure finally came over. When Eri saw her, her eyes lit up and she shouted happily, "Sister Kogure!" Sakurai Kogure smiled at Eri, but the smile was so faint that it didn't reach her eyes. She walked up to Genjitsu and saluted.

The status division among the Eight Sheqi Families is still very strict. No matter how familiar they are with each other in private, they still have to save face in public, especially when other family heads are present.

Yuan Zhinv felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, but she nodded calmly to show that she understood.

Sakurai Kogure stood up and glanced coldly at the two people behind Genji. The two girls were stunned and at a loss for a moment. Genji coughed lightly and said, "You all should leave."

The two girls felt as if they had been pardoned and hurriedly took their leave. Seeing this, Inuyama He also tactfully led his men to retreat, and soon there were only three of them left.

Eiry blinked, not quite understanding the reason for the strange atmosphere, but she remained silent.

Finally, it was Sakurai Kogure who broke the silence. Her gaze paused on Genji's short hair before she looked into her eyes and asked softly, "Are you healed?"

"That's about right." Yuan Zhinv said vaguely, and asked back, "Why are you here?"

She felt that she was not really lying. After all, she had pain shielding, so if the wound was going to burst, it would burst. She would do what she had to do and deal with it later. Apart from a slight impact on her combat effectiveness, there was nothing wrong with it.

"There are some things to deal with." Sakurai Kogure said, with a hint of barely perceptible fatigue in his voice.

Yuan Zhinv then realized that she looked very bad, and immediately frowned: "What happened?"

"nothing."

In response to this answer, Gen Chijou did not say anything, but just looked at her. Her eyes were calm, but with unquestionable majesty. Sakurai Kogure was too familiar with her, and he knew that she could not hide it as soon as he saw this expression.

After a moment of silence, Sakurai Kogure closed his eyes and said as if he had compromised: "It's not a big deal, it's just that my brother disappeared here the other day."

Yuan Zhinu was stunned: "You have a younger brother?"

"Yes, he is my half brother. He also had a bloodline problem and was isolated from the family since he was young. Later, I went to ask the head of the family to have him released. He has been working in the logistics department here ever since."

Sakurai Kogure said softly: "His name is Sakurai Akira."

……

Italy.

In the ancient building, an old man with snow-white hair was lying on a sunken wood recliner carved with exquisite patterns, resting with his eyes closed. The phoenix emblem of the Gattuso family was hanging high above his head, shining brightly.

Someone approached quietly and whispered in the old man's ear with a tone full of respect.

"Elder, Mr. Frost had someone send a video for you to review."

The old man did not open his eyes, but asked: "Where is Pompeii?"

"The master of the house is currently in ancient Egypt... uh, doing research."

"Humph, you might as well just say he's having sex with a woman." The old man opened his eyes, and a brilliant golden light flashed across his cloudy eyes: "What video?"

The visitor quickly handed over the phone with both hands. There was a paused video in the phone and the old man clicked to play it.

In the video, a huge and ferocious black dragon was roaring hoarsely, and the pale and thin girl was swinging her knife at the dragon fiercely.

In front of the huge monster, the girl was as small as a piece of appetizer, but even with such a tiny figure, she was able to chop the dragon so hard that it had no chance to fight back.

The hoarse roars continued incessantly. The black dragon struggled frantically, but it could not get rid of the ghostly shadow. Blood splattered everywhere and the river overflowed.

In the end, the slender girl chopped off the monster's head with one blow after another!
What a bloody and violent scene it is! It looks like the special effects produced at great expense in a sci-fi blockbuster.

Even though the video had stopped, the servant still couldn't recover for a long time. It was not until the old man played it again that he was awakened by the horrifying sound effects. He suddenly realized that his back was wet with cold sweat without him knowing when.

The old man's expression also became solemn. He replayed the video repeatedly, as if he was confirming something.

Looking at the bloody scene, the attendant murmured unconsciously: "Is this... the road to becoming a god?"

The old man finally turned off the video. His face was calm, but his cloudy eyes became extremely deep, revealing emotions that others could not understand.

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to disturb the silent dead.

"No, this should be a Majesty whose identity we don't know yet who has crawled back from hell."

(End of this chapter)