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

Chapter 263: I have nothing to do, so I went to a gigolo club
"Eri has been found. I asked my brother to pick her up."

"She is indeed becoming more and more naughty. I will discipline her when she comes back."

In the Keishin-ji Temple, candlelight flickered. Minamoto no Chitose and Uesugi Yue sat opposite each other. On the table in front of them was a charcoal stove with a Kansai iron kettle on it.

The iron kettle is dark and heavy. The upper half has countless thorns like a durian, and the lower half is carved with a crow and tengu with a long nose on all four sides, flying in the flowing clouds and flames with its wings spread.

The water was about to boil. A breeze blew, and the fire burned the bottom of the stove red. The face and edges of the wings of Crow Tengu glowed with flames, and the water in the pot gurgled.

From such a high place, you can directly see the sea surface of Tokyo Bay. The rain has stopped, and the dark clouds are blown away by the wind, revealing a corner of the bright moon. Under the cold moonlight, the sea surface is sparkling.

"Is the principal still not awake?" asked Yuan Zhinv.

"Not yet." Uesugi Yue said, concentrating on looking at the water in front of him: "When he wakes up, what do you want to do with him?"

"Lock him up first." Yuan Zhinv said, with a somewhat uncertain tone: "Don't let him go out and cause trouble."

To be honest, Genjiro hasn't figured out how to deal with Ange yet.

Her idea was naturally to forcefully wake up the sleeping Li Wu Yue, and then kill and eat him before he could make a cocoon, just like she did with Behemoth.

But Frigga had other ideas. She thought that she could use Li Wu Yue to lure out Odin. Anyway, as long as it was confirmed that Li Wu Yue was on Ange, there would be no rush to kill her.

Genjitsu didn't care. Since Frigga said so, she just listened. After all, the two of them were still in a cooperative relationship, so she had to give due face.

What's more, compared to Li Wu Yue who appeared out of nowhere, she was more interested in Leviathan.

Leviathan never showed up from beginning to end, as if she didn't care about Behemoth at all, wasn't attracted to it at all, and just sent a fish to check the situation.

Genji even once doubted whether the twins of the Dragon King had such a deep bond? Perhaps Leviathan still hated Behemoth's betrayal?

However, Frigga was very confident about this. She thought Leviathan would never stand idly by and might have already come to Japan.

Her confident attitude even made Genjitsu feel that she knew something, or like the previous simulators, had already seen the ending or the future.

But she wasn't going to tell Genji.

Although it is called the real body, Genjiro has no way to deal with Frigga at the moment. Although Frigga can't do anything to her, she can't force this mysterious woman either.

It's another day when I miss the simulator. Although the simulator is dull, at least it doesn't require so much thought. It turns out that only dead partners are good partners.

However, Genjitsu also had an idea that she didn't say directly. Since she couldn't find Leviathan for the time being, she might as well find a way to kill Frigga.

After all, Frigga always refuses to say this or that, and won't let him do this or that. Why keep such a disobedient soul? Is he waiting to be possessed by her?
So is there a way to kill Frigga and take all her power and authority for myself? Anyway, as long as I can make full use of everything about my partner, I won't be letting him down.

Yuan Zhinv thought about it, but couldn't come up with any conclusion.

In the history of the dragon clan, the only one who could kill the White Emperor was the Black Emperor, but now the Black Emperor is dead, so Norton and the little devil resisted Frigga's awakening like that.

Because they all knew that in this era without the Black Emperor, once the White King woke up, they would not be able to handle it at all.

So they repeatedly warned Genji not to get close to that kingdom of God, but she went there anyway, and then Frigga woke up.

If I continue to follow Frigga's arrangement, there is a high probability that I will be devoured, right? Yuan Zhinv thought aimlessly that the White King was only left with a spirit but no body, and in today's world, the most suitable body for the White King was probably her body, and she knew it very well.

Regardless of whether she is the real body or not, Genjima does not believe that Frigga, who is known as a regrettable person, will selflessly sacrifice herself. She says that she can get everything by merging with Genjima. Then, will she still be the one who survives?
Norton had been reminding her before, the example of Old Tang was also vivid in her mind, and the little devil had hinted at it many times. Yuan Zhinu actually knew what was going on, but she just couldn't figure out how to catch this thing hidden in her body and kill it.

It would be impossible to find Norton, as the level difference is too big. He hasn't even realized that Frigga has woken up.

It seems that I have to go to the male escort club to meet that loser and see if I can get some hints from the devil. After all, she is not the only one who wants Frigga to die.
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhinv raised her head and said, "I have to go out for a while."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "What are you going out for? Aren't you going to stay here?"

The water was boiling, and he was stirring the tea gently with a tea whisk. His movements were light and graceful, and the wide sleeves of his linen kimono fluttered in the breeze, just like a pianist playing in the wind, and the silent music spread out like the vast ocean.

Finally, he took out an ancient silk gauze from his waist, padded the tea bowl with it, and pushed the steaming green tea in front of Yuan Zhinv.

Gen Chinu took the cup of tea that Uesugi Yue had spent more than half an hour to brew, took a sip, and found it a little hot and a little bitter. She frowned and put it back, not understanding why someone would spend so much effort to brew tea that tasted bad.

But it didn't matter. She was a considerate girl and didn't complain out loud. She stood up and said casually, "I need to take care of something."

"Is it a big deal?" Uesugi Yue asked, "I'll let the head of the Fuma family and the ninja follow you."

"It's nothing big, just visiting a gigolo parlor." Yuan Zhinu picked up her windbreaker hanging beside her and turned away: "Dad, wait for me to bring you some gigolos back."

Uesugi Yue: “……?”

Uesugi Yue's expression froze, but before he could say anything, the decisive girl had already left cleanly and neatly. The old man sat there thinking again and again, and finally picked up his phone and tremblingly sent a message to the head of the Fuma family.

"She doesn't look like you at all." A faint male voice sounded from behind the screen.

Uesugi Yue was not surprised. He continued to send messages with his head down. Because he was tapping too hard, his fingers made the screen clatter. "Why don't you continue to pretend to sleep?"

The white-haired old man walked out from behind the screen. His wounds had been properly bandaged. The white bandage did not affect his image. The old man became elegant again, like a handsome old gentleman.

"I can't help it. It's too damaging to a teacher's image that he can't beat his own students." Angé shrugged. He didn't look angry at all. His face was calm, as if the previous conflict never existed.

This is extremely rare. Although the principal usually has a very kind and friendly image, once the issue of the dragon clan is involved, he will transform into a vengeful god, completely dominated by hatred and unable to communicate at all. But now he looks no different from his usual self.

"I can hear your heartbeat is getting stronger. I don't believe that the girl didn't notice that you woke up." Uesugi Yue finally put down his phone. He looked at his old friend with a sharp gaze: "What do you want?"

"Shouldn't you guys decide what you want?" Angers scratched his head. "I've already been captured, haven't I? When did you Japanese become so easy to talk to? You even ask for the prisoners' opinions?"

As he spoke, he sat down directly opposite Uesugi Yue, picked up an empty teacup and handed it to him, with a casual attitude as if he was coming to a friend's house for a free meal.

Uesugi Yue looked at him deeply, but saw a face full of calmness. For a moment, there was only the gurgling sound of the small fire boiling the water in silence.

Five minutes later, Uesugi Yue slammed the tea bowl on the table in annoyance, making a "clang" sound, and poured the tea in a rage: "I really give up on you, old man, please stop playing, okay? If you continue playing, I'm really afraid that you will die in my daughter's hands!"

"Isn't that great? You failed to kill me back then, and now your daughter has easily done what you couldn't do." Angers took the teacup and blew slowly, "It's great that the son inherits the father's business."

"Or are you reluctant to see your old friend die?"

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you die, old man. My daughter can kill me if she wants. I'm just worried about what you might do next." Uesugi Yue said, looking directly into the old man's eyes: "I know you too well, Ange. You never fight a battle without preparation."

"You dare to come to Japan alone, so you must have some hidden card that we don't know about."

Angers smiled silently: "You really think highly of me, but it doesn't matter, I can't even use the Word Spirit now. Come to think of it, your daughter really doesn't look like you at all. Her bloodline has surpassed yours." "Don't try to test me." Uesugi Yue snorted coldly: "I don't know where the young girl got the ability to seal the Word Spirit. You've been sealed, so stay here honestly. Old guys like us are no longer qualified to play in Japan's game."

"Yeah, I don't know when we all became antiques from the old times." Angers sighed and took a sip of tea, following the standard Japanese tea ceremony etiquette. "But isn't it good for a girl to fight and kill all day long?"

"What do you know? That's the elegance of the new era." Uesugi Yue said stubbornly.

“You don’t know the tea ceremony, but you know the elegance of visiting a male escort parlor?”

"That's called elegance and vulgarity!" Uesugi Yue slammed the table, angrily saying, "Shut up and drink your tea!"

……

Caesar is not in a good mood today.

Because a few hours ago, the hostage he had finally captured ran away, and his team members knew nothing about it.

He couldn't be counted on to know Lu Mingfei, but Chu Zihang, who was always reliable, didn't even notice it, which made him wonder if he was being played.

But he didn't have time to delve into it. As a trainee gigolo who became popular right after his debut, there were countless girls who came to the club to look for him every day. It even reminded him of the days when he was still in Rome. At that time, there were just as many girls around him, but they were not as enthusiastic as these girls.

In this luxurious gigolo club, men and women were shouting and rolling dice, drinking till their glasses were empty, and occasionally the psychopathic boss would come on stage and say a few stupid yet majestic words, followed by a performance.

The performances of popular gigolos will win a lot of applause, such as "Cleopatra" performed by Basara king and "Cherry Blossoms Falling on Ganryu Island" by Ukyo Tachibana.

Basara king is the stage name Caesar gave himself, as well as Chu Zihang's Ukyo Tachibana and Lu Mingfei's Little Sakura. After all, being a gigolo is not a glorious thing, so it is better to cover it up if possible.

But even though the two gang leaders have fallen to this kind of place, they are still competing secretly, determined to be number one, whether it is number one in the gang or number one as a gigolo.

Caesar felt that this period of time was probably the lowest point in his life. It was okay for him, a nobleman, to end up being a gigolo. After all, he positioned himself as an emotional consultant for women. The young master of the Gattuso family would respect and love all women, and there was nothing shameful about that.

It was just that he was a little unhappy to be chased like a rat crossing the street by the Eight Snake Qi Clans, but it didn't matter. In ancient times, there was the King of Yue who slept on firewood and tasted gall. Caesar felt that he could do it, too. It was not the time to decide the outcome yet. A little forbearance was only for the final victory.

He comforted himself in this way until his boss Humpback Whale told him that his and Chu Zihang's performance was appreciated by a distinguished guest, who gave them a reward of 100 million yen to show his appreciation and hoped to meet them.

But Chu Zihang's performance was not over yet, so the humpback whale had to let him go and chat with the guest first.

"She is a very beautiful girl." Humpback Whale said so. He patted Caesar's shoulder vigorously, his eyes full of admiration: "Such distinguished guests are rare. King Basara, you must make sure to satisfy her."

Caesar thought that there were very few girls in the world who were dissatisfied with him, and he was very confident in this regard. But before he could show his pride that "it's normal for girls to like me, and it's strange if they don't", the humpback whale pushed open the door of the box.

In the top luxury box, the girl in a black windbreaker held a glass of clear champagne in her hand and raised her glass to him with a smile: "Good evening, Basara King."

Caesar looked at the girl's beautiful, nonchalant face, opened his mouth, and said with difficulty: "I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for a response.

The humpback whale wanted to stop it but failed. He suddenly became anxious. This was a rare big customer, but the usually reliable Basara king actually failed at this time. How could he not be anxious?

The humpback whale apologized repeatedly, but fortunately, his distinguished guest did not seem angry. He just drank slowly and seemed not to care about Basara king's rude behavior.

"I'll go get him back." The humpback whale said respectfully, "How can we make our distinguished guest wait? It's really rude."

However, the girl just nodded indifferently. The private room was also the best seat. She admired the performance of the new gigolo Youjing from a high vantage point and felt that it was a waste of her junior brother's talent to be a killer.

Caesar didn't have time to notify Chu Zihang who was still performing and Lu Mingfei who had disappeared for a while. It was completely unexpected for him that Yuan Zhinu came to him.

He could only leave as quickly as possible and find a way to inform the other two after he got out. If they were caught here, they would completely lose all hope.

But as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned.

At some point, a tide of lights filled the streets, along with cars, trucks, motorcycles, and even bulldozers.

Huge construction machinery blocked all the intersections in and out of the neighborhood. Japanese swords and hunting rifles were hung on the back seats of motorcycles, and the trunks of cars were open, filled with Remington hunting rifles and sawed-off shotguns.

The traffic stopped under the giant advertising screen, and the dazzling lights dazzled Caesar's eyes.

The lights in the nightclub were still flashing and the music was like the tide. Everyone was immersed in the midnight carnival, but they didn't realize that they had been quietly surrounded.

The vicious thugs were like wild beasts in the dark, lurking quietly, waiting for the final order, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time, and the girl who could issue the order was sitting quietly in the box.

The Rolls-Royce with the spider emblem was parked under the railway bridge at Shinjuku subway station. Fuma Kotaro was smoking his pipe, silently waiting for news from Minamoto Chijo.

Fuma Kotaro was once the leader of the Five Outer Clans, in charge of countless ninjas, and the "yoga head" of the Snake Eight Clans. At this time, he was commanding various gangs to blockade the entire Shinjuku area, but he did not act rashly.

Because he knew who the real person in charge was among the eight Sheqi families today.

He actually didn't like Genjitsu at the beginning. In his opinion, compared with the upright and kind-hearted Genjitsu, Genjitsu was simply a ghost crawling back from hell. She was bloodthirsty and cruel, and all the horrible words could be used to describe her.

When she was still the Dragon King among fierce ghosts, the number of executives from the Eight Clans of Sheqi who died at her hands was more than those who had died in battles over the years. However, it was said that the situation was similar among the fierce ghosts, and the number of evil ghosts who died at her hands was even far more than the executives.

But this inability to distinguish between friend and foe did not make Fuma Kotaro feel relieved. He only felt deep fear.

Although hybrids are far more powerful than ordinary people, they are still human in the final analysis. However, the feeling given to him by Yuan Zhinv is more like that of a cold and noble dragon. She does not have any emotions that a human should have, as if the god of death is alive.

At least when facing her, even the proud family heads did not dare to raise their heads, and they did not even have the courage to look her straight in the face.

Fuma Kotaro didn't know what the content of this mission was. Uesugi Yue just told him to do his best to assist Minamoto Chijo, so he didn't bother to think too much. When facing absolutely overwhelming force, he just needed to obey orders.

And so far, Genji has only given him one order, which is not to let anyone leave the store.

So, looking at Caesar pushing the door open, Fuma Kotaro slowly raised his hand, and hundreds of guns were loaded at the same time. He waved his hand again, and the muzzles of hundreds of guns deflected at the same time, aiming at Caesar who was still standing there in a daze.

"Go back." The old man said calmly: "Or die."

As he said this, the street lights and neon signs on the street went out one by one from east to west, and hundreds of pairs of pupils in the darkness flashed with golden light.

For a moment, the long street was silent, even the cats on the roof dared not breathe. Those were not hundreds of men, they were hundreds of ferocious beasts!
Caesar slowly retracted his foot that was about to step out of the store and smiled politely: "Excuse me."

A minute later, he pushed open the door of the luxurious private room again, with a perfect smile on his face: "Good evening."

"Dear guest, is there anything I can do for you?"

(End of this chapter)