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

"You misunderstood. I have no prejudice against the ghosts. To me, whether they are human or 'ghost' is the same. Not all humans are good, and not all 'ghosts' are evil." Lu Mingfei glanced at the encirclement. "I know this wish may be a bit abrupt, but I really have something very important to discuss."

"You can tell me that I have a good memory and will convey every word."

"I can't tell anyone about this. I only trust your boss." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"Do you know our boss?" Sakurai Kogure frowned.

"I don't know him, but I think he must be a unique person."

"Well, indeed, your feeling on this point is very accurate. Maybe you two will get along very well, because in the eyes of that adult, you are also different. That's why I can tolerate you for so long and not take action." Sakurai Kogure said seriously.

"So... there's nothing to talk about?" Lu Mingfei said in a deep voice.

"No need to discuss." Sakurai Kogure refused with a rare firm attitude. "At least this is the case when it comes to meeting our boss. This is his wish, and I will never disobey him unless you are willing to sacrifice your life."

Rabbits are known to have a temper and will bite when they are angry, let alone a patient lion?

"It seems our negotiations have collapsed." Lu Mingfei shook his head slightly. "I understand your caution, but I have reasons why I have to see him. As for my life... if you want it, you can come and take it."

Sakurai Kogure's eyes narrowed, and she was about to take action, but someone else took action far before her.

When Lu Mingfei said that, he tensed all the muscles in his body, ready for battle at any time. Before Sakurai Kogure could react, his fingers were as fast as an eagle and locked onto Sakurai Kogure's throat in an instant.

He hid his body behind Sakurai Kogure. Although there was a difference in their body sizes, he was obviously a skilled fighter who had received training in being surrounded. Sakurai Kogure was treated as a hostage, covering most of his body, leaving only some corners exposed. Even if those men in black holding guns wanted to shoot, they could not find an angle that could guarantee that Sakurai Kogure would not be injured.

"Mr. Lu Mingfei, we have treated you with courtesy. Do you know what the consequences will be if you make enemies with us, the ghost group?" Sakurai Kogure is worthy of being a woman who can be in charge of Paradise Hall at such a young age. Even when her life was threatened, her tone was still calm.

"Of course I know. How could I not know? For those who oppose the Eight Snake Clans, being poured with cement piles is considered a good punishment, right? Anyone who offends them will be issued a wanted warrant by the underworld. There will be no place for them in all of Japan. They will be hunted to the ends of the earth, dug up and whipped, making the offender regret coming into this world." Lu Mingfei said, "You, the Fierce Ghost Clan, will do things even more cruelly, viciously, and recklessly than the Eight Snake Clans, right?"

"Since you know very well..." Sakurai Kogure was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"It's precisely because I know this clearly that I understand better than anyone else. From the moment I made this wish... or even earlier, from the moment I won money in your Paradise Hall, you would definitely investigate me and then learn my identity. Once you know that I am a commissioner sent by the Cassel headquarters, then there is no need for me to want to meet your boss as an excuse. You will not let me go easily no matter what, because in your minds, I am in the same group as the Eight Snake Families and I am their people. The fact that the Eight Snake Families have openly set foot on the territory of your Menggui Clan can be regarded as a provocation to you. Those who provoke the Menggui Clan will not have a good end." Lu Mingfei leaned over Sakurai Kogure's ear and said, "I'm right, Ms. Sakurai."

After a long silent confrontation, Sakurai Kogure said, "At least if you don't insist on meeting our boss, I really don't mean to threaten your life."

"Yes, you won't kill me, but you can and will lock me up in a dungeon, torture me, or use me as a hostage to reach some kind of negotiation with the Eight Snake Families." Lu Mingfei sneered.

Sakurai Kogure didn't deny it outright, because Lu Mingfei was absolutely right. This young man seemed to understand the workings of the yakuza quite well, analyzing them meticulously. If he hadn't known he was a specialist sent from the US headquarters, Sakurai Kogure would have thought he'd grown up immersed in Japanese yakuza, having spent over a decade in the industry.

"Ms. Sakurai," Lu Mingfei said, "I know you have no ill will towards me, and I have the same opinion towards you. In fact, my opinion of you is even higher than that of the Sheqi Eight Clan."

“That’s a very unconvincing statement.”

"I know it's hypocritical for me to say this, and it seems like an excuse to get out of this situation, but believe it or not," Lu Mingfei said sincerely. "On one side are people who are well fed and warmed, and on the other side are ghosts who have nowhere else to go. I can understand you better, because everyone has been forced into a desperate situation... Sorry, I don't have much time."

"Oh, by the way, Ms. Sakurai, you just said that you didn't have any accidents that threatened my life. I think you are wrong. You probably haven't been able to threaten my life yet."

Sakurai Kogure was just about to scold the young man for being ignorant of the world, but before he could finish his scolding, the young man behind him suddenly made a move.

The exquisite wooden table in the Japanese-style room was suddenly kicked away by the young man. It was as fast as a wooden cannonball. The table drew an almost straight trajectory and knocked down the men in black who were surrounding the door.

Lu Mingfei's figure, like a ghost, darted into the crowd of black-clad people gathered at the doorway and vanished in the blink of an eye. Gunfire rang out in the corridor, leaving dark holes on the expensive carved wood and crystal walls. The noisy shouts of the black-clad crowd were occasionally punctuated by earth-shaking wails...

Not all the bullets missed the target, a few hit the target, but the victims were all his own people... They escaped right under the nose of the young man. He was right, these people were not qualified to threaten his life at all. Compared with the ace specialist of the headquarters, the minions under the Ghost Group were simply a bunch of good-for-nothings!

Sakurai Kogure angrily pushed through the tidal-like crowd of people in black and hurried to the hall of Paradise Hall, which was also surrounded by men in black. This group of beast-like men searched for the whereabouts of the young uninvited guest. They didn't find him, but they scared all the guests tonight half to death.

"Xiao Mu, what are you doing? I was having a great time and was about to win, so why did you overturn my gambling table?"

"Your Paradise Hall is going to be demolished?"

"Are you drunk? It's obvious that you're looking for something, right? Kogure, what's missing? Gold or diamonds? Do you want me to call the police for you? My brother-in-law is the deputy director of the Osaka Prefectural Police Department."

"The gang lost something, and you called the police? Are you drunk and out of your mind?"

Sakurai Kogure had neither the time nor the interest to play along with these foolish guests. She seemed to have guessed where the audacious young man had gone. She bowed deeply to the crowd and said, "I'm very sorry, distinguished guests. Something unusual happened at Paradise tonight, which has affected your enjoyment. As a token of our apology, all your purchases at Paradise tonight will be waived. Losers will have their bets fully repaid, and winners will have their chips doubled."

After a quick explanation, ignoring the guests' excited cheers, Sakurai Kogure swiped his card and stepped into the gold-foil-inlaid elevator in the center of the hall again.

……

The open portholes lavishly let the moonlight into the top floor of the Paradise Pavilion, and silvery-white glass was scattered all over the floor.

The man bathed in the pure moonlight, a knife slung at his waist. The clamor of voices from downstairs rose like steam from boiling water, accompanied by the men's cheers and the women's screams, like a tide covering the sky.

"Greedy men, vain women, intoxicating wine, the scent of decadence is like blooming poppies... What a wonderful night, isn't it?" The man chuckled, took a sip of liquor, and whispered to the empty Japanese-style room.

But in the empty Japanese-style room, a voice actually answered him.

"Yes, it was a beautiful night indeed."

A young figure climbed in from the window behind him. He stood in the darkness behind the man and whispered in agreement.

"You actually came. You're right. No one should be able to stop a man like you here." The man said without turning back, "But I have to leave now. I have something important to attend to. It's a pity that we won't be able to meet tonight."

Outside the window, a helicopter descended like a huge black bird. The white paper of the screen in the Japanese-style room was swaying like waves in the wind. The man stood up and jumped into the white moonlight.

At the same time, Lu Mingfei also pounced forward like an arrow from a bow.

Chapter 196 A Shocking Confrontation

"He still ran away."

Lu Mingfei stood alone in the Japanese-style room on the top floor of Gokurakukan. He regretted that Guanze Masamune was not with him because the sword was too conspicuous.

In order to travel conveniently today, he only brought a very short wakizashi, which he had taken from the cultural relics exhibition area when he sneaked out of the Peninsula Hotel.

He carefully examined the antique wakizashi's conspicuous gash in the moonlight. The crack stretched from the blade all the way to the back, threatening to break. Lu Mingfei pondered, "If I put it back in the hotel's exhibition area, no one would notice, right?" It lay in its sheath year after year anyway. If he hadn't used it this time, it would have remained lonely for centuries.

The man in the scarlet red spider lily kimono jumped out of the window, and he followed the man into the moonlight.

At the critical moment, the long sword at the man's waist was unsheathed from the scarlet scabbard, accompanied by an ancient sound. The moonlight illuminated the blade, which was also an enchanting cherry red.

At the same time, the wakizashi that Lu Mingfei carried with him also revealed its sharp edge from the scabbard that was only half an arm long. Although this wakizashi was far inferior to the ancient long sword in the man's hand in terms of material and the swordsmith's hammering skills, in Lu Mingfei's hands, this short blade was still swung with a momentum that could cut through mountains and seas. The blade tore through the air, as if wrapped in the mighty wind and thunder.

It was a stunning clash, a meeting in mid-air. The blades flashed with the brilliance of the stars and moon, and the moment they clashed, a raging fire erupted. Sparks were dense as the silver blossoms of a flaming tree. The crisp clash seemed to scatter the quiet moonlight. Wind and fire mingled wildly at the blades' edges. This encounter seemed enough to sever time.

The fleeting clash measured not only the strength of the blade wielders, but also the wear and tear between the blades. The clash of two immense forces could only be sustained by weapons crafted through alchemy, but Lu Mingfei held only an ordinary dagger. Even among ancient blades, its material and craftsmanship were considered top-notch, but it still pales in comparison to a true alchemical sword.

Lu Mingfei was knocked onto the windowsill by the man who was looking down at him. The man was writhing in the moonlight, and his wide-sleeved kimono looked like a light red cloud.

He landed precisely in the helicopter's cabin and sat down in his seat. A charming woman came to his side and offered him a glass of iced liquor with gentleness and respect.

The man took the liquor and splashed it wantonly on the blood-red blade. He looked at Lu Mingfei with a gentle smile in his eyes: "You are a strong man who has not been seen for a long time. The knife in your hand is obviously not suitable for you. If you replace it with a sword that suits you better, it will surely be as sharp as a lion's fang."

"As expected of the boss of Paradise, even his compliments are so poetic." Lu Mingfei smiled and then put on a serious face, "Can we talk? It's important. If you're in a hurry, I'll try not to take up too much time."

"Half a minute," the man in the helicopter said. "You're a strong man I recognize, so I'll make an exception and give you half a minute to listen to you. After half a minute, we must rush to hunt down a man who has disappeared for many years. There is no time to lose."

The moonlight poured down like a white stream, making the boy's pupils sparkle. They looked at each other from across the window.

The huge noise caused by the helicopter propellers masked the short half-minute conversation. During this half minute, the man in red just listened quietly without interrupting a word, but his expression became more and more solemn.

"I can't completely trust you right now, but I'll witness it with my own eyes. If what you say is true, I'll definitely come back to find you." The man's voice was heavier than ever. "If that's the case, this overwhelming frenzy will drown everyone!"

"You and I are the same, both struggling to cross." Lu Mingfei said softly.

So Kazama Ruri… or rather, Genjiro, was this kind of person. He watched the pitch-black helicopter carrying the man in red away, whispering to the empty night sky some words he couldn't finish in the next half minute.

"Liuli-kun, hold on to your hope of survival this time. Don't leave the flame in my hands alone. Even if there's a lion in my eyes, carrying the expectations of so many people... is too heavy a burden."

"Thank you for betting on me to win from the beginning and for still betting on me to win until the end...even when you were facing me like that."

"Then this time, I bet on you to win too."

The elevator door slid open silently, and soft footsteps echoed behind her. It was Sakurai Kogure. No one else in the entire Paradise Pavilion had the right to enter this man's bedroom.

"He's gone, but you saw him, right?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

"I met him. He's a very distinctive man. It's a pity that we didn't have time to chat. It was too rushed." Lu Mingfei nodded with emotion.

"You have broken the rules of Gokurakukan one after another. Now that you have seen his face, we can't let you go." There was a hint of apology in Sakurai Kogure's words, but it was unquestionable.

Lu Mingfei sighed inwardly, thinking that Japan was truly a hypocritical country, and its people were all hypocritical too. Just like when he first met Gen Chisheng and the others, the giant tortoise clearly disliked the three of them, yet it still acted politely, as if they were welcoming him warmly. And now, too, after being caught secretly seeing his man, Sakurai Kogure must have been chopped to death. If they wanted to shoot, they could have shot. If they wanted to show a knife, they could have shown a knife. Why this hypocritical "I don't want to kill you, but I'm sorry, you have to die anyway" politeness? It was unsettling.

"I told you that you can't kill me. If I want to leave, those men in black can't stop me." Lu Mingfei said.

"Yes, that's why I didn't come up just now so that I could mobilize all the forces lying in ambush nearby. There are also many powerful half-bloods among them, although they are definitely not as strong as you in terms of bloodline and combat power." Sakurai Kogure paused, "But Jileguan is a key base for us to compete with the Eight Snake Families. There is an underground arsenal nearby."

"The blockade should be lifted soon." Sakurai Kogure looked down at his watch. "You are surrounded by a reinforced company."

Lu Mingfei's face gradually became gloomy, and he looked as ugly as if Sakurai Kogure had just fed him a dead rat.

Damn it, this woman wasn't just showing off her false courtesy for herself. Every word she said was just to buy time. Every five seconds she delayed, the men in black outside could stuff one more shell into their barrels. The blockade would become tighter and tighter until she couldn't escape even if she had wings!

"Hey, hey, hey, I don't mean to hurt you. If you murder a good person like this, your conscience will be condemned when the truth comes out!" Lu Mingfei looked around the Japanese-style room on the top floor, trying to find out if there were any guns or long swords for self-defense. Otherwise, even if he was an "S"-level Cassel, it would be too difficult for him to face the room full of individual missiles and sniper rifles!

"We are 'ghosts'. 'Ghosts' will not regret anything. Our consciences have long been abandoned in hell." Sakurai Kogure watched the hands on the watch jump to the expected position. She pulled out a modified Colt pistol and a dagger from her waist, crossed her hands in front of her eyes, and aimed the black muzzle of the gun directly at Lu Mingfei's eyebrows.

Damn it, such a big Japanese-style room, but there are not even any exhibits like ancient swords or armors. There is no time to waste. Lu Mingfei dodged a fatal bullet from Sakurai Kogure and rolled to the small table next to the wooden screen. Before jumping out of the window, he took away a sandalwood box on the small table.

Inside the box, tubes of rainbow-like injections were placed side by side.

……

The entrance of the winding mountain road at the foot of Osaka Mountain.

A taxi pulled up to the side of the road, its driver yawning in the driver's seat. He'd been waiting here for over three hours. The morning sun was almost peek-a-boo from behind the shadows of the distant mountains. At this remote mountain pass, there were barely any cars or people to be seen. His taxi, perched on the side of the road, stood like a lonely "husband-waiting rock."

He gradually began to wonder if he was being too stupid. He waited here until dawn for a promise from a customer, missing the extra charge for the night shift... It was simply stupid!

Afterwards, he asked the big brother about the vampire and the underworld. He knew that the big house was a luxurious casino. Although it was backed by the underworld, it was safer than ordinary casinos. In his impression, the young guest became a rebellious child who "stole his parents' money to experience being bad."

So the promise of a hundredfold reward must be just a blank check, right?

Come to think of it, that harmless kid looked like he was going to lose money. After losing all his money, he wouldn't be able to find a ride back home, right? The driver sighed and said, "Give him a discount. A hundred dollars to give him a round trip isn't too much of a loss. Consider it a good deed."

Suddenly, he heard a roar, like the roar of a wild animal coming from the woods deep in the mountains. He tried to open his sleepy eyelids and looked towards the distance where the road stretched out. A vague black dot appeared in his sight.

Then there were more black spots, so dense that they looked like a swarm of locusts!

In the front was a black Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which was speeding towards the intersection at the foot of the mountain like a swift black panther, raising fallen leaves and dust.

And behind it… countless sports cars and road bikes pressed on relentlessly, like a pack of wild beasts stalking their prey. Tracer bullets wove a dense, glowing web around the two Harleys in the lead, their bright lights illuminating the faces of the pursued.

Damn it, it was that young customer! The driver was dumbfounded. How much money had this guy lost in the casino to deserve being hunted down like this? Could it be that he was so unwilling to give up after losing money that he secretly set fire to the gang's casino?

"The God of Cars of Akina Mountain? You're still here!" The guest had obviously spotted him and was riding a motorcycle straight towards him. Even though he was being chased by such a large group of people, there was still a smile of surprise on his face.

"Damn it, don't come over here!"

The driver's sleepiness was instantly driven away. A rocket exploded above his head, and the shrapnel shattered his front windshield!

He certainly didn't dare ask the gang for money to repair his car window, nor did he want to ask the Plague God for it... It wasn't even about repairing the window! He just wanted to stay alive! He started the car and pulled the handbrake faster than ever before, fearing that the Plague God would drag him into the gang's revenge and that the next shrapnel would shatter his head!

But he was still a step too slow. The customer had already thrown the expensive Harley motorcycle to the side of the road and jumped high. At the moment the driver started the taxi, he jumped onto the roof of the taxi.

"Please, big brother, sir, can I call you sir? I have a 30-year-old mother and an 80-year-old wife. Please don't drag me down with this!" The driver was so anxious that he was incoherent. His foot trembled as he stepped on the accelerator to the floor. "I'll give you back the hundred dollars, can you? I have some loose change in the car, take as much as you want!"

"Brother, I'm a passenger, not a bandit. Why do I need your money? Oh, by the way, this is what I promised you, a hundred times reward. You can exchange it at any time in Paradise, which is the big house in the mountains just now." Lu Mingfei shook a pile of colorful chips from the roof of the car onto the driver's legs.

Carrying cash with him was too much trouble. As he fled, he remembered the promised 100-fold reward, so he grabbed a handful of chips. They added up to at least a million, right? He wasn't breaking his promise.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die! You have to live to spend the money you earn! You've really hurt me this time!" The driver's voice was faintly filled with sobs.

"No one will die today, I promise! Just drive your car." After the taxi turned a sharp corner, Lu Mingfei finally stood firm on the roof. "Just now, I couldn't use my hands to deal with these rats while riding the bike. Now you drive and I'll take care of killing them!"

A rat? Where was the rat? The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and nearly cried. Behind him was a man-eating tiger! It was driving a sports car and carrying a rocket launcher!

"Where are you going, sir? Please point out your destination! Otherwise, I'll be running around the mountain like a headless chicken. No matter how skilled I am, I can't outrun those people driving luxury sports cars!"

"Drive to Tokyo, downtown Tokyo. Have you heard of Genji Heavy Industries? But don't go through the city. Take the roads with fewer people and less surveillance."

"Tokyo? This place is four or five hundred kilometers away!" The driver was terrified, but he didn't dare disobey the plague god on the roof. "But why take the less traveled road?"

"The scene is too violent. Don't let the gang get rid of it and call the police."

Looking at the convoy approaching at high speed, Lu Mingfei shook out his coat, and the "weapon" he picked up at random finally came in handy!

He had two heavy tactical pistols and gold-plated steel plates on his waist, his pockets were stuffed with small steel balls from pachinko machines, which made a clanging sound, and the secret pocket on the inside of his coat was filled with sharp broken glass... He looked at the convoy that had forced him into a miserable state, grabbed a handful of steel balls, and a dangerous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed as if the identities had been reversed and the mouse had become a cat.

Chapter 197: Gathering Genji Heavy Industries

A black Lexus sedan shuttled through the bustling streets of Tokyo during the day.

It rained heavily last night, but it suddenly cleared up today.

It's actually rare for Tokyo to have such heavy rain in this season. The weather forecast on the news station says that this is because the warm and humid air currents from the Pacific Ocean are controlling the climate throughout Japan. This kind of heavy rain will be common in the coming days. Residents are advised to be sure to prepare umbrellas before traveling.

The washed sky was exceptionally blue, like a whole piece of transparent green amber. Caesar sat in the back seat of the Lexus, looking through the glass window at the blue sky... and the flying skirts of the girls running below.

Tokyo during the day is completely different from Tokyo at night. At night, the city looks dazzling with neon lights, and people wearing colorful and unique clothes wander aimlessly in the streets and alleys; but during the day, the whole city is filled with neat black and white, which is the uniform of office workers, and everyone seems to be pulled by an invisible rope.