Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"The most direct evidence is you. You don't have the blood of an emperor, and the family didn't have an emperor when you were the head of the family, but the family still rose."

Yuan Zhisheng said calmly.

Speaking of which, Masamune Tachibana can be selected as one of the "Ten Unluckiest Patriarchs in Family History", and may even enter the top three.

Everyone in the past generations has been the supreme leader of the underworld, and almost all of them are owners of royal blood.

When they take office, all the mafia gangs in Japan will come to pay their respects. Just like when a new emperor comes to the throne and all nations come to court, every word of the patriarch will shock the mafia. Anyone he frowns at will be frightened to the point of sleepless nights. Once he gets angry, someone's head will fall to the ground. .

But Masamune Tachibana was not the emperor, and during the time when he was in power, the family had become a vassal of the secret party, and the mafia gang's respect for the family had also weakened.

Tachibana Masamune runs the family cautiously, often working overtime until late at night, and is extremely kind to gangs, politicians and consortiums. He is considered the gentlest leader in the history of the Sheqi Eight Families. He has won over all parties with his charisma. With the support, the Sheqi Eight Family finally reestablished their status as the underworld's main family. But at this time, the fierce ghosts suddenly rose up and took away a large area of ​​​​land from the family, leaving Tachibana Masamune in a state of distress.

Tachibana Masamune stared blankly at the man in front of him, feeling a little strange for some reason.

He shook his head and said: "But I have tried my best to maintain this family. Zongsheng, people are different. My upper limit may only be your lower limit. As the heir of the emperor's blood, you are born with the ability to condense Sheqiba Everyone in the family, this is your birthright, a power established by generations of emperors. If the family wants to rise, it cannot do without you, and it cannot do without the emperor. You will be the person who lights up the times!"

Yuan Zhisheng stopped talking.

He lowered his head to drink, shaking the glass, and the ice cubes made a swishing sound as they hit the wall of the glass.

"It seems that we can't convince each other for the time being." Tachibana Masamune said helplessly, "But I still hope that you will stand by my side this time."

Yuan Zhisheng put down his wine glass and said calmly: "I have no interest in lighting up the times, but I will stand by your side this time. Some things really should end."

"Hahaha! Okay, I'll take my leave now if I have nothing else to do. I want to go to the knife club again tonight." Tachibana Masamune said with a hearty smile.

"At this time, are you still in the mood to forge a knife?"

"I want to make a knife and give it to you, as a way to celebrate your becoming the new head of the family."

…

The wine in the glass was empty, but Yuan Zhisheng was still standing by the window.

There was a black car parked downstairs. More than a dozen people in black lined up in front of the car. Masamune Tachibana sat in the car and warned them one by one through the car window.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the ice cubes in the empty wine glass, feeling a little dazed.

Not long ago, he followed Caesar's reminder and asked the crow to lead a team to capture all Chibei's men.

In front of my family, this berserk group with the same name as the famous special forces group in Japan's Warring States Period was too weak to resist.

And the rewards are amazing.

They found a Molotov cocktail on the leader's body, confirming that Chibei had an affair with the Fierce Demons.

What surprised Gen Zhisheng the most was that Sakura told him that there was an abandoned safe house in Chizuru Town, the only safe house in Japan.

If Caesar and others went to this safe house, then a few days ago, around the time Caesar and others arrived in Japan, the Akabe gang who bought a large amount of gunfire from the black market... must be Caesar and others. Man’s greatest crisis!

It's all too coincidental.

Yuan Zhisheng had to suspect that someone was secretly arranging all this.

He knows the location of the safe house of the headquarters, and also knows that the eight Sheqi families will betray the headquarters and become enemies of the Caesar Group. By then, the Caesar Group will inevitably live on the streets...

Maybe it was this person who set up the blood sacrifice of Takamagahara!

Who is this person? Is he really the person behind the fierce ghosts?

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the ice cubes reflecting the neon light in the cup with dark eyes, then put the ice cubes into his mouth and bit them into pieces.

In any case, it is indeed time to deal with the matter of the fierce ghosts.

"Tuk-tuk."

Sakura walked into the house, holding a black tuxedo in her hands.

"Young Master, the clothes are ready. Please try them on to see if they fit."

Yuan Zhisheng turned back, his eyes blank.

What's going on? Mingming Ying just told him a few hours ago that she would prepare a tuxedo for him to wear at the inauguration ceremony.

Is it possible to make a suit of clothes so quickly?

With Sakura's cooperation, he put on the tuxedo that Sakura was holding. Sakura walked around him and nodded: "Okay, the size is suitable. I'll just make some minor modifications."

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but asked: "When did you make this suit?"

Sakura's expression remained unchanged as she said, "Just now."

It's definitely a lie...

"Young master, are you really ready to be the head of the family?" Sakura raised her head and asked.

Her eyes were as clear as when they first met. After so many years, the girl who smelled like motor oil had become charming and colorful, but her eyes were still the same as before.

"...I don't know." Yuan Zhisheng said in a low voice.

"Okay. No matter what you decide, Crow, Yasha and I will choose to support you." Sakura bowed slightly while holding the tuxedo and turned to leave.

Behind her, Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand as if to stop her, but he hesitated.

Finally, he watched Sakura leave the room.

He slowly put down his hands, and confusion appeared in his eyes. He had encountered too many things these days, but he had nowhere to vent and talk. He didn't know who to turn to or who to talk to about these things.

He turned back to look out the window at the hazy night scene in the heavy rain.

Suddenly I remembered two lunatics.

In such a heavy rain, where are those two lunatics hiding now?

Living in embarrassment on the streets, rummaging through trash cans for food in the heavy rain? Or follow pedestrians and beg along the road? Or are you hiding in the Kobe Mountains and living off hunting like the primitive people, waiting for support from the academy?

…

…

In the bathroom.

There is an iron bottom under the Japanese-style bath barrel, and the water is boiled directly on the flame. It is like the iron pot used by monsters to cook Tang Monk. As long as you keep adding firewood, it will always be hot.

Caesar stretched one leg out of the barrel and applied shaving cream on it.

"Tomorrow it's my turn to appear on the show, playing Apollo. I will wear leather shorts and a golden cape, smear all over with olive oil, and have leg hair that will make the audience think I am a stuffed gorilla."

Caesar picked up the scraper and explained to Chu Zihang next to him,

"In short, in the cowherd industry, we are now like the husbands in Japanese customs. We are also people of status. Our customers will be very polite to us. The most we can do is cry in your arms after drinking too much."

Chu Zihang didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to ask whether this guy's identity as a "status" or the heir to the Gattuso family would bring him more pride.

He suddenly froze and realized a question. If he really asked this question, with Caesar's character, he would definitely choose the former.

If you don’t believe it…

"Caesar, which one gives you a greater sense of accomplishment, the status of the heir to the family or the status of the prince?"

Caesar shaved his hair and said without raising his head: "Of course it is the latter. The latter is the result of my own efforts. The two are completely different."

Chu Zihang nodded calmly, "Actually, hiding here is not just because of the darkness, right? When are you going to tell me your plan?"

"Oh?" Caesar raised his head curiously and raised his eyebrows, "Have you finally noticed something?"

"You and I have both learned how to survive in the wild. We also have weapons. With your and my abilities, we can survive in the Kobe Mountains for more than three months even without food. You are a very good hunter."

Chu Zihang got up from the bathtub, walked under the shower head next to him, and rinsed his overheated body with cold water, just like using cold water to quench a sword.

"But you insisted on taking me to hide in Takamagahara. Takamagahara is very close to Genji Heavy Industries, only two streets away. What you want is not only a hiding place, but also a base for counterattack. You don't really want to disappear."

Caesar pondered: "Have you ever thought that maybe I really just want to experience the profession of Cowherd?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

"Okay, okay, since you have seen through it, I won't hide it from you." Caesar relaxed his body and leaned against the wall of the barrel, saying lazily, "I have found a route to sneak into Genji Heavy Industry. We need to enter the depths of Genji Heavy Industry." Here, confirm something, just like I said before."

"Confirm what?"

"Things related to my dream..." Caesar was silent for a moment, "I still have some doubts about what I saw. I'm sorry, I hid something from you about this ability, but that's because I don't understand it either. I will tell you the details of the gadget when I find out."

Chu Zihang turned around: "What you saw..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the bathroom door.

Chu Zihang and Caesar were alert at the same time. They looked at each other. Chu Zihang held the hilt of the sword in the corner, while Caesar touched the handle of the Desert Eagle's gun.

A second later, Chu Zihang, armed with weapons, hid behind the carved wooden screen. Caesar wrapped himself in a bath towel and went to open the door.

Outside the door is Fujiwara Kansuke, who was once the most handsome man in the sumo world, and is now their senior in the industry.

He combed his samurai hair and put on a striped kimono, with four large Chinese characters "Feng Lin Shan" printed on the front.

"Ten minutes, dress yourself up, the store manager wants to see you." Fujiwara Kansuke said in English, and then he closed the door.

"Interview? It came too soon." Caesar whistled and glanced at Chu Zihang behind the screen.

Chu Zihang walked out from behind the screen and frowned: "Have you ever doubted this Cowherd's shop?"

This Cowherd shop took good care of them, but the more it did so, the more Chu Zihang felt something was wrong. He had discovered many traces of surveillance.

"Calm down." Caesar said calmly, "Everything is going according to plan. At least we are living a good life now."