Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

It is difficult to maintain dignity in front of so many members of such a large family all year round, but now there are thousands of gangsters gathered at the gate of Takama-ga-hara, and Finkel's voice is famously loud. Everyone has heard the love-hate relationship between the head of the Fuma family and the head of the Sakurai family... This is almost a devastating blow to the prestige of the two heads in the hearts of the family members.

Sakurai Nanami stared at Finger with a grim face. If looks could kill, Finger would have been cut into pieces.

Nanami Sakurai's anger seemed to have reached a critical point. She slowly raised one hand, and Caesar and Chu Zihang were facing a formidable enemy... This gesture was made to the huge crowd behind her. It was a gesture of ordering an attack. When Nanami Sakurai's hand fell, those men in black would instantly turn into a violent black tide, submerging Caesar and his men and Takama-ga-hara behind them.

But Sakurai Nanami's palm did not fall, a withered hand stretched out in front of her to stop her... It was Fuma Kotaro.

"Aiko, I told you that you are not the same young girl anymore. There is no need to act on impulse like you did when you were young." Fuuma Kotaro turned his head to look at Sakurai Nanami, then looked at Caesar and the others. "Yes, the real name of the head of the Sakurai family was indeed Fuyutsuki Aiko, and she is indeed my goddaughter. I also personally promoted her status in the entertainment industry. The stories about my deceased old woman, the previous head of the Sakurai family, and the head of the Ryoma family are all true. It is really remarkable that your people can find out all these trivial things. No one has dared to discuss these things in the family for many years."

Caesar was stunned. Before this, he had imagined countless situations about how Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami would react when faced with these rumors. They might refute them angrily or pretend to deny them calmly. Sakurai Nanami's reaction just now was also within Caesar's expectations, but that was the worst-case scenario... But Caesar never expected that Fuma Kotaro would admit it so readily.

"I'm impressed that you were able to research all this, but you missed some details." Fuma Kotaro actually added with a smile, "Back then, it wasn't Aiko who fell in love with me first, it was me who fell in love with her first. I was really fed up with my old woman. She had such a bad temper, and all she did was yell and complain to me. By then, we'd been married for over thirty years, but only the first two years allowed me to experience the sweetness of love. After that, I just watched her grow from a young girl, into a middle-aged woman, and finally into a vicious old woman. Her skin was wrinkled into strips. How could there still be love between us?"

Fuma Kotaro frowned and spoke in a down-to-earth tone, like a drunk office worker who complained to his colleagues and brothers about the tigress at home and his unhappy life. At this time, the old man known as the "King of Ninja" was more like an... ordinary person than the mediocre head of the Ryoma family.

"It's really hard to put it into words. A man in his sixties was still looking forward to love like a young middle school student. I never thought that one day I would actually meet that girl named Fuyutsuki Aiko. I fell in love with her at the first sight. I fell in love with Aiko irresistibly," Fuuma Kotaro said with a look of nostalgia. "She was so beautiful, completely different from the rotten old woman in my family. Her skin was so smooth, her voice was soft, and she was understanding, gentle and considerate. I really felt like a young man falling in love. I adopted Aiko as my goddaughter, opened an agency for her, and used all my resources and connections to make her a star... I did everything I could for her, just to get something called 'love' from that beautiful young girl."

Caesar's expression was moved. He could fully understand what Fuma Kotaro said. The old man's frankness, the old man's desire for love, and everything the old man had done for the head of the Sakurai family all made people feel respect.

"I promised Aiko that I would hand over the Fuma family to her after I died. Maybe I'm stupid in your eyes, but that's how much I loved Aiko at that time. Loving a girl means you want to give her everything you have. Our relationship did cause quite a stir in the family." Fuma Kotaro shook his head and said in a self-deprecating tone, "But in the end, everything in the Fuma family is still in my hands, and Aiko got nothing from me. I guess this is why Aiko still hates me to this day, but I don't dare face her. I don't dare talk to Aiko about all this. I can understand her revenge, but who am I to blame her?"

"Do you really think I resent you because I didn't get everything from the Fuma family?" Sakurai Nanami's voice drifted faintly from behind Fuma Kotaro, "You don't understand what a woman wants at all... A man who loves a woman can give her everything, but can't a woman who loves a man give up everything for him?"

Fuma Kotaro's body shook. He slowly turned around and stared at Sakurai Nanami with wide eyes. There was an incredible light flashing in his weathered eyes.

"After all these years, you still don't know why I hate you." Sakurai Nanami looked into Fuma Kotaro's eyes and said, "Your wife once told me that you had no love for me at all. She said that when you were young, you pursued her just like you pursued me, but after you got her, you ignored her. Men will always fall in love with new women. For them, the best thing is not to get a woman."

Fuma Kotaro's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

"Of course I didn't believe it back then. I'm also a stubborn person, so I decided to prove it with my actions. I cut off all ways you could contact me and went to America alone." Sakurai Nanami slowly revealed the inside story of that year. "Your wife and I once made a promise. If your feelings for me remained unchanged after three years, after her death, I could become the wife of the Fuma family."

"I've been waiting in the United States for two and a half years. With only half a year left, I thought, in half a year I'll be able to return to Japan, return to my family, and be with you openly. I don't care whether I can get the Fuma family or not, nor do I care about the world's perspective... But then I received an email from Japan." Sakurai Nanami's tone was filled with love and hatred that had not been melted for decades. "The email showed you drinking with two girls younger than me, your hands on their smooth thighs, smiling happily... Those photos were sent by your wife."

Fuma Kotaro was stunned. After being stunned for a long time, the corners of the old patriarch's mouth opened... He actually laughed, but it was not a hearty laugh, but a bitter laugh... Fuma Kotaro laughed loudly.

The thunderous laughter seemed to be venting the pain that had been endured over the years... and it also seemed to be mocking the past self.

The old man bent over with laughter in the rainstorm.

Chapter 532 Breaking up

"So that's how it is... Maybe what the old woman said is right." After laughing for a long time, Fuma Kotaro slowly straightened his back and said softly.

"What is right?" Caesar couldn't understand what Fuma Kotaro meant.

"My old woman said those things. Maybe men really don't understand what love is. Or maybe I'm the only one who doesn't understand." Fuma Kotaro said slowly, "I did pursue her when I was young. Come to think of it, I've almost forgotten what she looked like when she was old. I didn't even want to look at her straight in the eye. I only vaguely remember that she smelled of rotten, dead wood."

"But the old woman was completely different when she was young. I remember what she looked like when she was young. She was also a first-class beauty back then, with a pair of legs as slender as willow branches in summer. I was attracted by her long legs." Fuma Kotaro said with a look of nostalgia on his face, "I liked to see her on a motorcycle. She loved to drive fast. At that time, I thought this woman was so cool. Who wouldn't like such a cool woman? At that time, I swore in my heart that I must pursue this woman."

Caesar nodded in agreement. His mind was full of the image of Nono driving fast... Nono, Yabuki Sakura, and Shude Mai... These women who drove fast that he knew were indeed very cool.

"I'm a man with a strong sense of self-esteem and a strong desire to win. The old woman was the same when she was young. I even learned to ride a motorcycle for her," Fuma Kotaro said. "A ninja's balance is unmatched by ordinary people. I learned quickly, and before long I had mastered motorcycle skills that were even more advanced than hers. But I didn't tell her. On the contrary, I deliberately lost to her in every race."

"Isn't it because you want to protect the girl's pride?" Caesar said, looking at Fuma Kotaro, "Mr. Fuma lost to Madam so that he could defeat her in the end, right?"

"Gattuso-kun, you really understand." Fuuma Kotaro winked at Caesar, like two like-minded friends squatting on the street discussing girls. "The last race was on Mount Kumotori, the highest mountain near Tokyo, located on the border of Saitama and Yamanashi prefectures. It's over 2,000 meters above sea level, and the mountain road is rugged. We agreed that whoever reached the shrine halfway up the mountain first would be the winner, and the loser would unconditionally agree to the winner's request. The old woman readily agreed because I had never beaten her before. She made a bold promise before the race that she would completely conquer that steep mountain road, and conquer me along with it... She twisted the accelerator with confidence, and then I left her behind."

"The result of the competition was that I won without a doubt. We spent a wonderful night together at the shrine that day, and the next day I carried her back to the Fuma family, as if declaring to the world that this was the woman I conquered with my own ability." Fuma Kotaro paused. When he said this, his tone was like that of a high-spirited young man, and then became confused and vicissitudes of life. "There is no doubt that I loved her at that time, but how long did it last? A year? Two years? Or did it last until the third year... I don't know. I don't know when I began to feel indifferent or even bored with this woman who I once wanted to pursue at all costs. She was obviously still very young, but I felt that she was getting uglier and uglier. She never rode a motorcycle again after marrying into the Fuma family."

"A woman falls in love with a man, ultimately sacrificing everything to become his vassal, only to be rejected and betrayed by him." Sakurai Nanami said coldly, "Not only Lady Fuuma, but also me and those younger girls... Is there really someone in particular you love? No, you're always pursuing a fresher, more exciting feeling."

"Maybe, Aiko... No, maybe what you said, Master Sakurai, is right. I'm already so old, but I still don't understand love." Fuma Kotaro whispered, "A few nights ago, I went into the mountains alone and visited the old woman's grave. I didn't tell her about the recent events in the Snake Family and my troubles. I just fantasized about what she looked like when she was young, imagining her as that cool young girl riding a motorcycle. I chatted with her and then said goodbye... Oh, by the way, her tombstone is a stone sculpture of a motorcycle. This was her request before she died. There are photos of her racing on it. She looked majestic, like a cowgirl."

Fuma Kotaro's voice was quite loud, and the gangsters present should have heard it clearly, but unlike before, the discussions disappeared.

Caesar simply nodded, daring to admit in front of so many of his men the ridiculous things he had done in his youth. Even though both sides were in a hostile position, it did not prevent him from having great respect for the old patriarch... and listening silently was the greatest respect for the old man.

"I'm not discussing this with you, Gattuso-kun, to excuse the absurd things I did in my youth. Instead, I want to tell you that this is just a family head, an ordinary person with flesh and blood." Fuma Kotaro looked Caesar in the eye and said, "I can be timid and make mistakes. When I was young, I strictly forbade anyone in the family to discuss these things because I was always avoiding them. But now, if you intend to use my past mistakes to threaten me, then I will take the initiative to expose my weaknesses to you."

"Why?" Caesar asked in confusion.

"Because even if you knew where my weakness is, you can't touch it. The identity of the head of the Fengma family has long since given me a layer of solid armor. As the head of the family, I can give up the savings I've worked hard for most of my life. As the head of the family, I can give up those girls with smooth thighs and bodies that smell like flowers. As the head of the family, I can give up those old friends who have been with me for more than 60 years... I can even give up my own life, what else can you threaten me with?"

Caesar could feel something called "enlightenment" bursting out from the old man at this moment. What Fuma Kotaro said was not false. He dared to expose all his weaknesses honestly, which meant that he had said goodbye to the ordinary person Fuma Kotaro... The current Fuma Kotaro standing in front of Caesar and others symbolized the will of the entire Fuma family. He was one-eighth of the Snake Eight Families and part of the incarnation of the Japanese underworld.

Fuma Kotaro opened his kimono, and a half-sheathed dagger was hanging at the waist of his white coat, with half of the snow-white blade exposed. The blade end was hidden in the scabbard, tied with a thin red rope and a knot that could be pulled out at any time... If a fight broke out, this dagger did not look like a suitable weapon at all.

"Don't the Japanese understand the principle that an inch longer is an inch stronger? Aside from the fact that swords are slower than guns, this short sword is just too small, isn't it?" Finkel muttered softly. "If I fight with this thing, I'll only die faster, right?"

"That's not an ordinary short sword, nor is it used for fighting. It's called 'Kaiken,' which means a sword meant to be thrust into one's own arms. As the name suggests, it's used for seppuku, slashing one's own abdomen, so its handle and blade are designed to be held in an inverted grip." Chu Zihang explained to Finkel, "During the turbulent times of the last years of the shogunate, important figures and samurai would often carry kaaiken to show their enemies they were determined to die."

"We all see and respect the Fuma family leader's determination." A voice came from the entrance of Takama-ga-hara. Lu Mingfei slowly walked into the wind and rain. "But you have your determination, and we also have our bottom line."

"What is your bottom line?" Fuma Kotaro's gaze fell on Lu Mingfei. He looked at the young man with a sharp gaze, as if he wanted to dissect Lu Mingfei.

But Fuma Kotaro gradually began to frown, and his frown grew deeper and deeper... because he found that he could not see through this young man at all.

"Our bottom line is that we won't hand over Eri, and we won't let her show up. She's free to be wherever she wants, and with whomever she wants. You have no right to interfere." Lu Mingfei's voice was firm. "Don't ever think of locking her up in that cage-like room again."

The faces of Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami sank at the same time, the scene froze again, and the situation seemed to have returned to the starting point.

"It's not just Eri, Senior Brother and Kazama Ruri are also our bottom line." Lu Mingfei looked at the two heads of the Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami, and said in an uncompromising tone, "You can't take Chu Zihang away today, nor can you take Kazama Ruri away. I don't care whether you talk about the past stories, persuade us with reason or emotion, or send so many people to pressure us, we will not hand over anyone. This is our bottom line, and there is no room for negotiation on the bottom line."

"Do you remember what I said at the beginning?" Fuma Kotaro said coldly, "I said we're not here to negotiate, but to settle accounts. This is the debt your Kassel Academy owes the Eight Snake Families. Although we are gangsters, we are reasonable. We have a strong side, but we have also made concessions and demonstrated our sincerity to you."

"That's not sincerity, that's just your wishful thinking." Lu Mingfei said calmly, "You have no right to interfere with Eri's freedom. Tachibana Masamune was not killed by my senior brother, and we don't regard Kazama Ruri as the Dragon King of the Demon Clan. He is our friend."

"Mr. Lu, you still don't understand. Often, once something has already happened, it becomes an established fact in everyone's eyes, and the truth often becomes less of a concern. I'm willing to use my abilities to explore the truth, but my abilities alone are limited. I can't stop the tide... Do you know what a tide is?" Fuuma Kotaro said something meaningful. He pointed to the huge crowd behind him, "This is called a tide."

"Don't negotiate with us anymore. If you take another step back, there's an abyss behind our family... Send Miss Eri back to the family within three days, and hand over Chu Zihang and Kazama Ruri to us. We'll spare their lives. This is the family's final ultimatum!" Fuma Kotaro stepped forward and slowly pressed, "Do you know the consequences of opposing the Sheqi Eight Clan?"

As soon as Fuma Kotaro finished speaking, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out one after another in the crowd. The loud sound of machine amplifiers one after another made people's hair stand on end in the rainy streets late at night.

"I've also told you that we won't hand over anyone. This is our bottom line. We don't intend to push any further, but we won't budge an inch!" Lu Mingfei continued unyieldingly, "You asked us if we knew the consequences of opposing the Sheqi Eight Clans... then do you know the consequences of crossing the line at Kassel Academy?"

Before Lu Mingfei could finish his words, two figures rushed out at the same time... They were Chu Zihang and Finkel.

Chu Zihang came to Sakurai Nanami's side at lightning speed. Just as Sakurai Nanami was about to resist, a cold and deadly breath came from her neck. The blade of a black long knife was stuck to the skin of her throat. It was Chu Zihang's Murasame.

The situation was the same as Nanami Sakurai's. Finkel also leaped out like a tiger and pounced on Fuma Kotaro. Fuma Kotaro's reaction was faster than Nanami Sakurai's. He was worthy of being the old patriarch known as the "King of Ninja". Even when facing a sudden sneak attack, he subconsciously took precautions.

The short sword slipped out from the cuff of the kimono. Even though the times are progressing, the tradition of the Fuma family has continued to this day. Ninjas all carry swords with them. Fuma Kotaro slashed the joint of Fingel's arm with the short sword. This fierce old man was indeed difficult to deal with. He looked for the most tricky angle when he attacked. With Fingel's forward posture, his elbow joint should not be avoided.

If Fuma Kotaro's knife had stabbed an ordinary person, his arm would have been crippled immediately. But even Fuma Kotaro did not expect that when the tip of the dagger was about to pierce Fingel's skin, the opponent's elbow joint actually twisted in a completely unreasonable direction, and the dagger only scratched the opponent's suit jacket.

Fuma Kotaro's attack failed, and Fingle's big hand grabbed his shoulder. Fuma Kotaro was not afraid. They ninjas had practiced the technique of "bone shrinking". The principle was to soften their bones with potions and then compress the joints between the bones. Therefore, even if they were caught by others, they could shrink like a flexible earthworm and then slide away.

But Fingel's palm landed on Fuma Kotaro's shoulder, instantly pressing the old man's shoulder down. Fuma Kotaro didn't expect that this young man who looked the most unremarkable actually had such tremendous strength. The palm force almost crushed his shoulder... However, the next moment, Fuma Kotaro discovered something that surprised him even more.

His bones...can't shrink!

Of course, it wasn't because the Ninja King hadn't mastered the art of bone shrinking, but because Finkel's fingers were tightly clasped on both sides of his shoulder blade joint, like two hard iron clamps, forcibly restraining the movement of Fuma Kotaro's shoulder bones. It felt as if... this young man seemed to be very familiar with the ninja's signature skills.

Chapter 533 Boss

The short knife turned silently in Fuma Kotaro's hand, and the knife light gathered into a white shadow, pressing towards Fingel's chest.

Unlike the previous stab at the elbow joint, the previous stab was more of a defense and test. If it stabbed an ordinary person, it might cause lifelong disability, but the physique of a hybrid is different from that of an ordinary person. Even if the joint is pierced, the most he would do is lose the ability to move... But this time, Fuma Kotaro obviously did not hold back, and this stab was aimed at Fingel's vital point.

However, Fuma Kotaro's sword stopped abruptly before it hit Fingel, because at this moment, he felt a cold touch on his head... Fuma Kotaro silently looked at Caesar in front of him.

The muzzle of a gun was pressed against Fuma Kotaro's forehead. The Desert Eagle in Caesar's hand was shining with a cold metallic light. At this distance, it was unavoidable... No matter how powerful Fuma Kotaro's bloodline was, if the modified Desert Eagle shot him in the forehead, his head would undoubtedly explode like a broken watermelon.

"Lu Mingfei's words also represent our thoughts. We are a whole, and the bottom line of Kassel Academy cannot be violated." Caesar said seriously, "Old Patriarch Fengmo, I'm sorry."

Finkel grunted twice and snatched Fuma Kotaro's short sword with one hand. He held the old patriarch's shoulders tightly and forced him towards the gate of Takama-ga-hara... Finkel's palms were clasped tightly. If Fuma Kotaro showed any signs of resistance or struggle, Finkel would crush his shoulders immediately.

"I come here with a sword in my arms. You, Gattuso-kun, should understand my resolve." Fuma Kotaro slowly raised a hand. "You can threaten or even kill an ordinary person like Fuma Kotaro, but you cannot destroy the Fuma family's convictions or the will of the Snake Eight Clan."

As Fuma Kotaro raised his hand, the men in black who were blocking the street raised their loaded guns in unison, their movements in unison, as if they had practiced hundreds of times.

Hundreds of guns were pointed at Caesar, Finkel and Fuma Kotaro at the same time... As if in response to Fuma Kotaro's words, the actions of the men in black seemed to be the embodiment of the will of the Eight Snake Families.

"As soon as I put my hand down, they will all shoot. No one will hesitate and no one will disobey orders. The will of the head of the family is unquestionable in the Sheqi Eight Families, even if my order is to kill me as the head of the family." Fuma Kotaro looked at Caesar and said coldly, "Hundreds of bullets, no one can escape from such a dense web of bullets. The gunfire will blow us all into leaky sieves in an instant. The family may be able to put aside its interests and dignity, but we have no way out. You shouldn't push the family to the brink!"

"It seems that neither of us intends to give in." Fuma Kotaro looked at Caesar, then at Lu Mingfei, "Gattuso-kun, Lu-kun...are you going to fight to the death?"

The situation was completely deadlocked. Fuma Kotaro looked at Caesar and Lu Mingfei with sharp eyes, his palms standing in the air, as if he would swing down at any time... Everyone knew what the consequences would be if Fuma Kotaro waved his hands. Perhaps not only the few people present would die, but the relationship between the Snake Eight Families and Kassel Academy would fall to the bottom, the situation of the Japanese underworld would be completely disrupted, and no one knew where this country would go in the future.

But no one was willing to give in. Caesar's Desert Eagle was against Fuma Kotaro's forehead, and Finkel also held Fuma Kotaro's shoulders, while Fuma Kotaro's hands were hanging in the air, and seemed to be about to fall at any time.

Chu Zihang's Murasame was across Sakurai Nanami's neck. Sakurai Nanami looked coldly at Lu Mingfei who was standing on the stone steps at the entrance of Takama-ga-hara.

Nanami Sakurai has a mind as cunning as a fox. This clever woman had already figured out from the confrontation between the two sides tonight that although the guy named Finkel looked like a coward, he was actually a man who knew how to judge the situation and was very cunning. Chu Zihang, who was threatening her life with a long knife, was a murderer who seemed silent but was full of violence and blood in his bones. Caesar was a righteous leader who was consistent in his appearance and seemed to be the one in charge today, but Nanami Sakurai realized that the real decision maker on the Kassel Academy side was actually someone else... the youngest but incomprehensible Lu Mingfei.

In fact, there is nothing to talk about between the Sheqi Eight Families and Kassel Academy. The Sheqi Eight Families want Uesugi Erii, the head of the family and secret weapon, Chu Zihang, the murderer of Tachibana Masamune, and Fengjian Liuli, the dragon king of the ghost group. But for the people of Kassel Academy, Uesugi Erii is Lu Mingfei's lover, Chu Zihang is a brother, and Fengjian Liuli is a partner. They will not hand over anyone, and the two sides are simply unable to reconcile the conflict between these three people.

Nanami Sakurai no longer expected that the situation tonight could be reconciled, because she could not think of any way to break the deadlock. Nanami Sakurai stared at Lu Mingfei, just waiting for the moment when Lu Mingfei would make a real decision. The conflict between the two sides would suddenly break out. Now was the most tense moment, just like an arrow on a taut string, about to be shot... But Nanami Sakurai could not help but feel puzzled, because she could not see any tension or uneasiness on Lu Mingfei's face.

On the contrary, Lu Mingfei's expression was frighteningly calm, which was obviously abnormal... It was clearly such a tense and critical moment, and the next second might be a scene of bullets blasting and blood flying everywhere. Why could this young man named Lu Mingfei still be so calm?

The next second, the key to breaking the deadlock appeared that Sakurai Nanami had not expected... The tit-for-tat situation tonight was not completely impossible to break. The Snake Eight Families and Kassel Academy were like pulling the two ends of a rein. The rope had been stretched to the extreme and was on the verge of breaking, but as long as there was a sufficiently strong third-party external force that slammed into it, this fragile balance would be destroyed in an instant.

"What are you doing? Why are you making noise in front of the store so late at night instead of sleeping?" A clear voice came from the door of Takama-ga-hara, like a lion's roar, startling everyone on the street.

The door of Takama-ga-hara was pushed open from the inside out, and the crystal chandeliers in the dance floor that were originally closed were all opened. A girl in silk pajamas walked out from the lights. She was wearing black stilettos, and the "tapping" sound of her feet on the floor seemed extremely crisp in the night.

The girl stood on the stone steps at the entrance of Takama-ga-hara, her arms clasped across her chest, her eyes narrowed, looking down at the Cassel squad headed by Caesar, and the numerous gangs of the Snake Eight Families headed by Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami.

The scene went from being on the verge of a storm to being as quiet as death. The entire street, thousands of people, all focused their attention on the girl who suddenly appeared.

The girl was wearing a pink nightgown, the hem of which covered the middle of her thighs, exposing her legs of even thickness to everyone's sight. Her face was not made up but still looked very delicate. The huge diamond earrings swayed on the side of her face, sparkling with colorful light... Overall, this girl gave people a feeling of laziness, and it really looked like she was woken up in the middle of sleep.

You might not know who she is just by looking at her, but behind the girl is a large group of Takama-ga-hara's gigolos and waiters. The muscular Fujiwara Kansuke stands at the head of the group, while the store manager Humpback Whale stands close to the girl, holding an umbrella for her and a mobile phone, looking like a respectful servant.

Then the girl’s identity is obvious...Su Enxi, the real boss behind Takama-ga-hara.

Caesar and Chu Zihang looked at each other. They both knew that Takama-ga-hara was actually a friend of Lu Mingfei who was secretly protecting her. It was said that this friend was a good friend of Jude Mai, and they also heard from Lu Mingfei that this friend was an absolute strong woman in the workplace, with a decisive personality, and held unimaginable wealth in her hands... Caesar and Chu Zihang couldn't help but imagine the real boss lady of Takama-ga-hara in their minds. Since she was a good friend of an elite female ninja like Jude Mai, and a strong woman with an independent career, then she probably looked like the image of a female chairman of a listed company in a suit and tie, right?

But Su Enxi's appearance at this moment was completely different from what they had imagined. This girl was unexpectedly pretty, with a face that was so clean that it had no prestige at all, long black hair that fell naturally, and a well-proportioned figure, but definitely not as fiery as Jude Mai... This girl didn't look like a business tycoon with a fortune at all, but instead looked like a rookie-level intern in the workplace.

"I just finished applying my face mask and was about to go to sleep when you woke me up," Su Enxi yelled impatiently. "What's the big deal? Do you have to deal with it at night? Don't you know it's rude to disturb a lady's sleep? What if my skin gets worse?"

"Madam?" Caesar looked at Su Enxi with interest. "Some of our friends from the underworld came to visit us and reminisce about the past. We made a bit of noise and woke you up?"

Of course, Caesar knew that this girl was definitely not as harmless as she appeared. As a friend of Lu Mingfei and Jiude Mai, the proprietress was definitely not simple, and Caesar was very interested in her.

"Friends from the underworld?" Su Enxi raised her pretty eyebrows. "How come I didn't know that the employees in my shop had friends from the underworld? What did these underworld friends come for? To collect protection money? I remember that male escort parlors don't have a tradition of paying protection money to the underworld, right?"

"Oh, I didn't expect the boss lady to be such a lovely girl." Finger couldn't help but loosen his hand that was clasping Fuma Kotaro's shoulder, rubbed it, and then clasped his hand back. "They're not here to collect protection money, they're here to ask for people. You said that asking for money is negotiable, but we definitely can't give them people, right?"

"You want someone? What person? You can't give me anyone? Forget about asking for money or people! In my entire life, apart from those guys, no one has ever been able to get money from me, let alone people!" Su Enxi raised her head and snorted, "Let me see who is so bold as to ask for people in my territory in the middle of the night?"

As Su Enxi spoke, she took out her glasses from her pocket... Sakurai Nanami looked at this girl who was equally hard to see through. She realized that this girl might be the one that Lu Mingfei relied on for his calmness, and perhaps she was the real person in charge.

"We want people who are deeply involved with our Sheqi Eight Families. Miss Eri was originally one of the heads of our Sheqi Eight Families. Chu Zihang is the real murderer who killed our former patriarch, Mr. Masamune. Kazama Ruri is the Dragon King of the Menggui Clan and the leader of the hostile forces of our Sheqi Eight Families." Sakurai Nanami said to Su Enxi.

"Chu Zihang? Oh, you mean Ukyo? Ukyo is one of the most popular gigolos in Takama-ga-hara. Without him, our sales for one night would drop by at least one-third. We absolutely cannot hand Ukyo over to you." Su Enxi replied to Sakurai Nanami while putting on her glasses. "As for that Miss Eri and Kazama Ruri, who are they? I don't know them and have never heard of them."

"Is this your attitude?" Sakurai Nanami coldly questioned Su Enxi, "Takama-hara is going to protect these people, right?"

"That's right, I just want to protect them, so what?" Su Enxi finally put on the pair of black-framed glasses.

It was clearly just a pair of ordinary glasses, but the moment Su Enxi opened her eyes behind the lenses, her temperament suddenly changed... The beautiful girl with a Mori girl style seemed to have matured ten years in an instant. The silk pajamas draped over her body seemed to have turned into a queen's gorgeous dress. The lazy air disappeared, replaced by a majestic demeanor that looked down on everything.

Sakurai Nanami was also shocked by the girl's sudden change, but she had no time to think about why the girl suddenly became a different person. She also raised one hand and made the same gesture as Fuma Kotaro... Since the other party's attitude was still firm, she would not hesitate to perish together with him!

"Wait a moment!" Fuma Kotaro said loudly, his outstretched hand clenched. He stared at the girl on the steps with wide eyes in disbelief and asked respectfully, "Susan? Is it Susan?"

"It's you, Mr. Fuma." Su Enxi also smiled at Fuma Kotaro. "I was wondering why someone from the underworld would visit Takama-ga-hara. It turns out you're an acquaintance. I just bought this shop not long ago. With such a great man like Mr. Fuma visiting, Takama-ga-hara is really bright and beautiful tonight."

Sakurai Nanami also slowly put down her hand. She had also heard of this famous "Susan", or rather, all the big figures at the level of the heads of the eight Sheqi families had heard of this girl's name, but they had only heard of her name but never seen her in person before. She didn't expect that the real person suddenly looked so young.

"So Takama-ga-hara is your shop, Susan." Fuma Kotaro suppressed his shock and looked at Caesar and the others. "So these people are also Susan's men?"

Chapter 534 Momentum

"Yes, they are all excellent employees under my command." I, Su Enxi, smiled and glanced at Caesar, Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei and Finger one by one, "Basara King, Ukyo Tachibana, Xiao Sakura and..."

"Heracles!" Finger raised his head and reminded Su Enxi, like a peacock spreading its feathers to show off its splendor. "Boss, my name is Heracles, and I'm the new intern gigolo here!"

"Oh, Heracles, how could I not recognize you? Our Heracles is so sensible and humorous. I am very impressed by you." Su Enxi and Fingel joked, then turned to Fuma Kotaro, "As you can see, Mr. Fuma, these children are all my lovely employees. They all love and trust me so much. Takama-ga-hara's performance still needs them to support it. How can I bear to hand them over to anyone else?"

Of course, Fuma Kotaro would not be fooled by Su Enxi. Even though Takama-ga-hara was the most popular host club in Tokyo, the daily sales revenue of the host club was not even a drop in the bucket for the woman in front of him. If she had that intention, it would be no problem for her to easily buy all the shops on the entire Kabukicho street. This woman possessed such terrifying financial resources.

"Susan, excuse me for asking, why did you buy this host club?" Fuma Kotaro asked Su Enxi respectfully, "You shouldn't lack the profits of a host club... Was it out of interest? Or did you use this place as a cover to protect certain people? Were some of them acting under your instructions?"

"Look at what you said, Mr. Fuma. I remember that in Japan, both sex shops and host parlors are legal, right? My shop is a legitimate business. No one does things they shouldn't do, and no one sells things they shouldn't sell. Who do I need to protect? As for instructions, my only instruction to them is to serve the customers wholeheartedly." Su Enxi smiled and practiced Tai Chi with Fuma Kotaro, "As for why you bought this shop..."

"Hey, Basara King and Heracles, Mr. Fuma is my friend. He braved the rain to visit us in Takama-ga-hara in the middle of the night. Please don't harass him with guns or knives. We are legitimate businessmen, not gangsters." Having said this, Su Enxi hooked her finger at Caesar and Finger, "Come over here."

While Caesar was still considering whether to retract the gun that was pointed at Fuma Kotaro's head, Finkel had already run past him towards the entrance of Takama-ga-hara, like a puppy being called by its owner.