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

Chapter 61 It's your turn to be punished, Doctor

"Zhisheng, do you want to go meet him?"

Yuan Zhisheng stared blankly at the kind old man in front of him, unable to recover for a long time. He had received too much news in just these few days, and in fact, he was still in a daze.

The faith that he had grown up with collapsed. The justice that he had always believed in was actually a sham. He was manipulated by others and even hurt his most important relatives with his own hands.

Yuan Zhisheng's emotions have actually been on the verge of collapse these days, and regret and guilt are almost drowning him.

But he never thought that the person who caused all this was not actually dead, and was hiding in some corner of the countryside, preparing to make a comeback.

Recalling the time when Tachibana Masamune was hacked to death by Minamoto no Chijo, his pain was like a joke. He was like a funny clown, being fooled from beginning to end.

Overwhelmed with hatred, the boy's eyes were red and bloodshot, and his voice became hoarse due to excessive emotion.

"Isn't he dead?"

"When the young girl killed the general, he realized the danger. At that time, Tachibana Masamune was also a stand-in. This man was very vigilant."

His nails dug into his palms, the pain stimulating his emotions. The boy nodded slowly and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Okay, I'll go see him."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Uesugi Yue asked him.

"No, I will bring him back. This is my responsibility."

The boy spoke softly, and at this moment his eyes were so determined, like a warrior holding a sword tightly, ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

Uesugi Yue nodded with satisfaction: "That's good, I just happen to be going to find an old friend to reminisce about the past."

"If you take advantage of someone's misfortune, you must give an explanation. If your child is bullied, the father must also seek justice."

At this moment, the kind old man has changed. Although his face is still the same, he looks as if he is standing on the top of a mountain from a distance.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at him silently, and the haze that had been covering his heart since the accident suddenly dissipated.

In fact, he really doesn't like being involved in the underworld. Compared to this boring position of young master, he would rather go to France to sell sunscreen.

But Tachibana Masamune always put the family's pressure on him, and kept telling him that he was old and the future of the entire Japanese underworld depended on him. Gen Chisei was really tired.

But now that this old man appeared, all the heavy burdens seemed to have left him. It turned out that those things that suffocated and exhausted him were just shackles imposed on him by Tachibana Masamune, and he ridiculously thought that it was the price that had to be paid for justice.

The old man was not tall and was even a little thin, but just standing there quietly made people feel extremely at ease, as if as long as he was still there, he could find a way to solve the problem even if the earth was about to explode in the next second.

All you have to do is do your own thing. Any trouble you cause will be resolved by someone else, with someone to support you and to cover for you. You will be free and unrestrained.

Yuan Zhisheng had been without a father since he was a child. He had imagined countless times what his father looked like, but he never had a real sense of it until this old man appeared, and then these two words became completely concrete.

Yuan Zhisheng bowed deeply to the old man, turned and left. At this time, the face of this somewhat feminine handsome man was as cold as steel. He finally stopped escaping and chose to face all the pain instead.

Because he knew that from this moment on, he would no longer fight alone.

The pitch-black car passed through the bustling Shinjuku district, drove through the chaotic town, and finally came to a rather desolate village on the edge of the city.

It seems that there are not many people living here. The young people have gone to big cities to work, and only a few equally old people are left in this dilapidated and old village.

The plastic surgery clinic was hidden here. Herzog was a very cautious guy. No one knew how Uesugi Yue found this place and how much he paid, but he finally found the doctor by following the clues. Gen Chisei wore a black windbreaker, with the Spider-Kri and Doji-Kri given to him by Tachibana Masamune on his waist. He walked step by step on this shabby street, as if he had returned to the town many years ago.

At that time, Tachibana Masamune personally took him away when he was young. Now that he has grown up, he comes to see him off as an old man.

A slight breeze blew from somewhere, and the leaves in the distance rustled. Yuan Zhisheng finally stopped outside the dilapidated wooden door.

A faint smell of blood could be smelled in the house. Yuan Zhisheng gently pushed open the creaking wooden door. The whole room was dark, like another world.

In the darkest part of this world, he saw a man in a white kimono. The man was holding a scalpel and carving on a model. A brand new face could be vaguely seen on the model.

He seemed to be designing new facial features for himself.

Hearing the noise, the man turned around and was obviously stunned when he saw Yuan Zhisheng. A trace of panic flashed across Yuan Zhisheng's very familiar and kind face.

But he soon calmed down and smiled at Yuan Zhisheng, a kind and caring smile, just like he had countless times before.

He said to Yuan Zhisheng: "Zhisheng, you are back."

For a moment, Yuan Zhisheng almost thought he had returned to the past.

Every time Yuan Zhisheng went out on a mission, no matter how late he came back, this man would wait for him and say these words to him.

It seemed as if nothing had changed. The man was still so kind and still cared about him so much. They were the closest father and son.

"Should I call you General Wang or Dad?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at the man and said softly, "Dr. Herzog, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

"Actually, I don't want to do this..." The man sighed deeply, seeming to be extremely regretful, but at this moment, he suddenly reached into his pocket.

But before he could take out the pair of clappers, a sharp knife flashed, and the next moment the two severed hands rolled to the ground, with blood flying like blooming fireworks.

"what!"

The accident happened too suddenly. Herzog's face became distorted in an instant. The pain made him scream wildly, but Yuan Zhisheng just watched it all indifferently.

Gently waving the knife in his hand, Yuan Zhisheng had no expression on his face, and with every swing, there was an additional hideous wound on Herzog's body.

This is indeed a fine ancient sword, and it is also the first gift this man gave him. It is the best choice to use it for funeral.

"Over the years, you are the person I trust the most."

"I remember every one of the principles you told me. You said that a responsible man must uphold justice, but you never told me that the justice you asked me to uphold does not exist at all."

With one knife after another, the man's body was covered with wounds and blood. He rolled around in a pool of blood in pain. The face that Zhang Yuanzhi, who he had trusted so much, was now distorted and distorted like a monster, and his hoarse screams were heard incessantly.

But Yuan Zhisheng just kept swinging the knife. There was no expression on the pale boy's face. The blood splattered on his body, making him look like a cruel executioner carrying out executions in hell.

"You always tell me that people who make mistakes must be punished and pay the price."

"You made me make a mistake, and I paid the price and was punished."

"Now it is your turn."

(End of this chapter)