Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

[His Excellency Tachibana Masamune personally stated:

The beginning of a letter is always so obscure and unfamiliar that I honestly struggled with how to begin. It could be to express my kind regards for your health, to angrily rebuke your inhumane persecution of my subordinates, or to cover up my thoughts with poetry in an ancient and elegant way.

I couldn't think of it, and I felt that we shouldn't talk to each other in such an elegant way, so I simply asked someone to use this recording to talk to you. Please forgive me. 】

This is a voice that was sealed in a silver-embroidered voice recorder. When a person talks, the background is the sound of rustling rain, which is endless and makes people feel like they are standing in that rain.

The man's voice was a little distorted and hoarse, but it was inexplicably smooth, as if the speaker was hidden behind a mask and could not peer into the abyss of his heart.

On the 30th floor of Genji Heavy Industries, less than a month later, all the parents of the eight Sheqi families gathered together again. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was scary.

The reason is naturally the source of the recording pen. It is said that when it was delivered, it was delivered with a package in a truck. There were boxes of cartons neatly arranged next to it. There was actually a hotline advertisement for Fresh Apple posted on the outside of the carton. Inside was something that would make the stomachs of witnesses churn.

Red liquid flowed out from the edges of the carton, almost turning the storage room of the truck into a bloody and disgusting secret room like a slaughterhouse.

This may not be called a provocation. It is simply stepping on the heads of the Sheqi family to go to the toilet.

At this time, the content in the voice recorder continues.

[I think when you hear this voice, you should have received the gift I gave you. Is it my kindness to help you get rid of the weeds? 】

[Although outsiders always think that we are strangers, sworn enemies who have hated each other for thousands of years and have no room for compromise, in the final analysis, we are just travelers with the same goal but different paths.

As for the mutual fighting on this long road, they were just shooting each other in the back to compete for the throne of the world. After all, no king would share his power with others. 】

[You are almost winning now, aren't you? 】

At this point, the voice of the recorder seems to be somewhat emotional.

It paused inexplicably for a long time, leaving only hoarse breathing, and the intermittent electronic noise was not clear, as if a savage and ferocious monster was crawling in a cold and dark cage, and no outline could be seen clearly.

[At this point, as a fellow traveler, I also want to personally congratulate you. 】

The heads of the houses here held their breath.

They know that what comes next is the important thing.

[On May 5th, at twelve o'clock at night, I will release more than a thousand snake-shaped deadpools in three places in Tokyo. 】

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room changed their expressions. Even Tachibana Masamune, who was always known for his calmness, couldn't help but turn blue at this moment, and the teacup in his hand almost broke because of this. While the whole audience was in an uproar, the recorder continued.

[Of course, it would be too boring if our game ended in such an ugly way. 】

[I will wait for the distinguished guests who come to the banquet on time and anywhere. Of course, if you want to stop me, you are very welcome. Of course, since you are coming, please don't let some low-minded people come to touch that noble throne. 】

【Then, your sincere friend——】

[Fierce ghosts, king generals]

"Fuck you!!"

The simplest words contained real and pure emotions, but the person who said these words was not any of the gentlemen present, but the head of the Sakurai family.

This strong woman who wore glasses and was usually graceful had an ugly face at the moment. Her usual calmness had long been crushed into trivial pieces along with the contents of the recording pen, and was thrown into the wind and left on the air current.

"Hey, don't mess up your position first." Inuyama He sighed, and his expression could not be said to be good at this time.

He has seen too many people who talk lies and break things, and even real terrorists who do what they say. Inuyama Ga, a man who climbed up from the bottom, thinks that he is tired of seeing it and has grown up to be enough to support the family. The head of the family.

But now, General Wang's simple words still made all the heads of the eight Sheqi families put aside their reserve and curse loudly.

This is the two-sided nature. The Sheqi Eight Families are in the clear and have the resources to develop vigorously. They have indeed shown the potential to end the feud between the two families. But at the same time, the fierce ghosts lurking deep in the darkness have naturally gained enough concealment and the right to destroy as much as they want without caring about anything.

As long as they make it clear that they want to be terrorists, there is really nothing the Sheqi family can do.

In the past, they were afraid of the intervention of state power and external forces, but now

They were almost finished.

The head of the Miyamoto family also had a headache. He pressed his temples hard in an attempt to calm down and said.

"There are many questions raised about this recording, starting with whether the King is actually capable of releasing a thousand snake-like Deadpools at once."

"Technically speaking, is this possible?" Masamune Tachibana covered half of his face with his fingers crossed, his whole body seemed to be buried in the shadows, his voice was low.

Hearing this, the head of the Miyamoto family frowned and thought for a long time before speaking hesitantly.

"From the perspective of biological cultivation, Deadpool in the traditional sense may still have some technical barriers, but if it is just a "dragon-like" creature contaminated by the dragon race, it is not difficult to create a snake-like Deadpool and its degraded races. And at the same time, it is released. Theoretically, it is not difficult to achieve this effect.”

"The underground sewer system in Tokyo is very complex. If General Wang had been prepared from very early on, then the snake-like Deadpool's vitality could completely inhabit it. In fact, it was also mentioned in the post-mission survey on May 1 The remaining traces left by the fierce ghosts who used the waterway system to transport. Not only that."

The head of the Miyamoto family looked around and added seriously under the stressful gazes of everyone.

"As far as I can think of, if you take the air route, it may be hot air balloon transportation. If you take the underground route, there are Tokyo's subway and waterway systems. And if you consider the direction from the Umiho Artificial Island to Tokyo Bay, I don't know how much stock is available. .”

"Even if the air route is blocked, it is too late to investigate the underground system now. Since they have been able to hide for so many years, they are not afraid of what will happen in the past few days."

"You can't be sure, let alone deny it." Tachibana Masamune murmured.

"Yes, once Deadpool enters the downtown area, IMHO, the death toll will be unprecedentedly terrifying, not to mention that the history of the Dragon Clan will be completely exposed to the eyes of the world, and what will happen is a global panic. This Even if we apologize ten thousand times, it will not be enough." The head of the family affirmed.

"Should we go to the banquet then?"

"This is a clever chess move. We have no choice but to go. But the question is whether the king will really wait for us at Tokyo Tower for the banquet. Is it a trap? What should we do if it is a trap? If it is not a trap,"

After thinking for a moment, the head of the Miyamoto family said hesitantly.

"Who should be sent? If the general really has a way to stop the snake-like Deadpool, then we must get him. This may require suppressing the general head-on or even capturing him alive."

"As far as I know, the King of Fierce Ghosts himself is extremely mysterious. Although he appears on rare occasions, no commissioner from the execution department has ever been able to capture his face, and those who were involved too deeply have all died."

"From the point of view of the crowd, that person's strength is naturally higher than that of the others in the Menggui crowd."

The head of the Miyamoto family clearly explained the situation and then gave a conclusion.

"That's why I say this is a wonderful move. There are too few options for troops that can suppress the fierce ghosts head-on. I must say it."

The head of the Miyamoto family seemed a little hesitant, as if he was thinking about whether his thoughts were not missed. At this time, several other family heads couldn't help but look at each other. The moment they looked at each other, they also saw the expected information in their eyes.

They have all paid more or less attention to the now flourishing execution department, which is the armed organization of the eight Sheqi families.

The Executive Department has been in the limelight recently, and famous rumors inside have been forced into the ears of several family heads.

For example.

"I personally recommend using the head of the Minamoto family, who is also the director of the Executive Bureau. And -" At this time, the head of the Miyamoto family also made up his mind and spoke.

"And Fujimaru Ritsuka. Only an emperor-level hybrid who has reached the level of those two people can ignore the traps in this chess move, crush all the traps, and win the fruits of victory for the Sheqi family."

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