Dragon Clan: I am Lu Mingfei, the Intelligence Strategist, the God of Concepts!

Chapter 152 Genjiro: Protect My Family!

Old Tang feels like he's been set up by capital.

The Boeing 747-400 flew above the black clouds, like a giant blue whale swimming in the deep sea. Above was the dim Milky Way, and below was the pitch-black sea, which merged into one at the far horizon, with dark clouds enveloping the aircraft.

The cabin was packed, the lights were dim, and it seemed to be a chartered plane for a tour group. The passengers all knew each other well; some were chatting, some were playing with the children next to them, and some were flipping through old magazines on the back of their seats.

It was indeed a chartered flight; everyone involved was an acquaintance.

Old Tang wasn't a stranger; at least ten people had greeted him since he boarded the plane.

There are 'vampires' living in Brooklyn, 'sand sculptures' from Texas, 'camels' from Istanbul, 'Tagora' from Turkey, and 'lizard kings' from New Delhi...

Old Tang was very unhappy.

I clearly booked a discounted ticket for that day.
As a result, we ended up on a flight full of hunters!

New York is an international metropolis and should be extremely inclusive. On weekdays, a large number of hunters mingle in it. Some live in Manhattan and enjoy life, some settle down in Brooklyn like Old Tang, and many more accept all sorts of random missions or are just passing through New York.

But recently, all the big names on these hunter websites have been drawn to the same mission.

A bounty of 50 billion yen has been offered by user 'Shogi' for the head of a young boy named Lu Mingfei in Chinese and Sato Chisakura in Japanese, also known as 'Sakura'.

In short, after a whole day of messages flying around the forum, these real hunters couldn't hold back any longer.

They all embarked on their journeys.

"Hey, Ronald!"

The eleventh person greeted Lao Tang. This guy had a mohawk and, like Lao Tang, had also enjoyed double the airplane meal and double the beer. So they bumped into each other at the bathroom door. The guy in front of him didn't look like an ordinary person either, as he had been sitting in the bathroom for quite a while.

Old Tang raised his eyebrows in a cheerful gesture, about to greet him, but the words caught in his throat:
"Hi! Uh, James..."

I can't remember the other person's name.

"Jason! Ronald, just call me Jason!"

The Mohican lad wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and offered a friendly reminder.

"Oh! Jason, my brother!" Old Tang immediately stretched out an arm, and the two gave each other a light hug.

Old Tang remembered this guy. A few years ago, they had worked together when exploring a ruin deep in the rainforest in Central America. It was supposed to be a mission that would have wiped out the entire team, but thanks to Old Tang's domineering aura, a few of them survived.

Jason was one of them. At first, he thought that Ronald Don's reputation as one of the top 100 hunters was undeserved. But after the mission, he took the initiative to give half of his bounty to "Master Don". His attitude was a typical case of being arrogant at first and then obsequious.

Old Tang didn't have much of an opinion. After all, this world is all about strength, and Jason wasn't arrogant at first. The really arrogant ones would have rushed into the depths of the ruins to feed the mosquitoes long ago.

I have to say, the mosquitoes that are about the size of a palm and have eyes that look like two golden lanterns are really scary. Just one look at them gives you goosebumps.

"Jason, are you... also going to collect the bounty?" Old Tang asked hesitantly.

He deliberately lowered his voice, but this hunter flight was full of hybrids. Even those with C-grade bloodlines often had extraordinary hearing. When the sensitive words "bounty" came out, many people quietly perked up their ears.

Jason laughed dismissively, "The news has been spreading like wildfire lately. I bet all the experts on the site want a piece of the pie. Such a high bounty is like a grand party. Right now, there are at least a dozen more hunters like us flying over the clouds on major routes around the world... Heh, as for the bounty, I'm not that shameless."

"It's just a casual trip. It happens to be cherry blossom season in March, so let's treat it as a vacation! Look, some people are even bringing their families!"

Jason had no intention of hiding anything.

This guy seemed to have a tough personality; he deliberately turned aside to avoid being seen. Several kids who were jumping around in their seats had a faint golden glint in their eyes, and their parents also gave the mohawk-wearing lad friendly looks.

The plane's final destination was Narita Airport in Tokyo. Jason was right; most of the people present did not come with the intention of getting that 5 billion yen. These hunters formed tour groups, chatting and exchanging information about Japanese specialties, famous historical sites, and various snacks and delicacies.

At least until the plane arrives at Narita Airport, the hunters in the cabin will maintain a close-knit family relationship.

Of course, there were also a few who seemed out of place, curled up in their seats with their eyes closed, trying to rest.

For example, 'sand sculpture', 'vampire', 'tagoras'.

These top 100 hunters, whose names are as renowned as 'Ronald', had no intention of leaving empty-handed.

Even if I don't win the grand prize, I still have to complete a few other 'Base Japanese' tasks.

Since the release of the exorbitant bounty for 'Shogi', the words "Japan & Tokyo" have jumped to the top of the Hunter website's trending search list. There are also unknown individuals on the site taking advantage of the situation, constantly posting quests with prices lower than usual, providing these top hunters with something to do in their spare time.

They earned extra money and achieved their goals, killing two birds with one stone.

This 5 billion yen bounty has become the source of a new ecosystem.

The only ones feeling troubled are probably the Snake-Headed Eight Family, who are already in a state of utter chaos, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department. Just now, the Snake-Headed Eight Family once again posted a bounty on the Hunter website, offering 20 billion yen for the capture of the mysterious person who broke into Genji Heavy Industries' machine room and caused damage, and offering 10 billion yen for information.

A melting pot of all sorts, a place where sharks roam freely, that's the best description of Tokyo's murky, chaotic state.

But Old Tang knew very well...

What the hell!
The person you're looking for isn't even in Tokyo!

The damn poster 'Shogi' only said that Lu Mingfei was in Japan, but did not provide a detailed address. Hunters will have to search and track him themselves... To be honest, this is bound to be a huge undertaking, as anyone can imagine.

As a result, many hunters had the idea of ​​forming teams, just like in online games, with various talents from different fields such as warriors, mages, and priests cooperating to jointly defeat the boss.

“Ronald, if you’re thinking of forming a team, you can consider bringing me along. I’m quite useful.” Jason raised his hand, making a shooting motion.

This guy is a gun expert, especially skilled at sniping.

"Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."

Old Tang gave a few perfunctory replies. He did have the idea of ​​forming a team, but the core wasn't completing the mission... but rather leading the team to their deaths!
Based on his extensive experience, the best approach would be to assemble a dream team of top 100 hunters from the leaderboard, as this would maximize the efficiency of their deliveries.

After exchanging a few words with Jason, the restroom became available. The two of them used the restroom separately and returned to their seats.

Old Tang continued to read "Japan Travel Handbook" in one hand and "100 Practical Japanese Phrases for Travel" in the other, studying them carefully. To be honest, his previous Japanese level was entirely due to watching anime, so it was still necessary to cram at the last minute.

Just then, a beautiful young woman with delicate facial features and fiery red lips, wearing sunglasses, walked over.

After some negotiation, she switched seats with the unremarkable middle-aged man next to Old Tang.

"Ronald," the girl greeted.

Old Tang glanced at her through his sunglasses, confirming with his eyes that she wasn't a passenger in economy class.

There are also differences in wealth among mixed-race individuals. This fashionable woman in white knee-high boots and stylish attire probably came from the first-class section.

"Hey! Beautiful lady!" Old Tang flashed a charming smile.

Since leaving Lu Mingfei and returning to the United States alone, his luck with women has been getting better and better. Every few days, beautiful girls would approach him, each with a different style, from mature women to cute girls, and they all always managed to capture his heart. It's making him not want to go back to China anymore. He wonders if he's lost some of Lu Mingfei's charm...

Pah! That scoundrel is a complete gigolo! He has absolutely no charm whatsoever!
“Ronald, let’s work together,” the girl said, getting straight to the point.

As she finished speaking, she took off her sunglasses, revealing a face full of Western European charm and cold beauty.

Old Tang stared at the face and suddenly froze.

The aloof and beautiful girl wasn't used to such a direct gaze, and she frowned subtly.

However, a moment later...

Old Tang's slightly embarrassed question only fueled her anger.

"Uh...who are you?"

The aloof and beautiful young woman suppressed her anger and coldly read out her Hunter website ID: "Crystal Maiden".

"Oh, oh, oh! I've heard so much about you."

Old Tang realized what was happening and quickly extended his hands with a fawning smile.

You can recognize each other just by saying our names.

Crystal Maiden, literally translated as Crystal Maiden, nicknamed 'Ice Maiden', has consistently ranked among the top 30 on the Hunter rankings.

He's a very skilled hunter, and he's not in the same league as someone like 'Ronald' who barely makes it into the bottom 20 of the top 100 hunters by sheer luck.

There's a widely credible saying in the martial arts world that the top 30 on the list of the top 100 hunters are mostly hunters out of interest; they love being hunters. The bottom 70, on the other hand, are hunters because of their abilities; they can only be hunters.

In other words, it's better to be a chicken's tail than a cow's hair.

now,

The aloof and beautiful girl's face darkened instantly when she saw the pair of hairy hands being offered to her.

This guy has a good lower body!
Shouldn't the lady be the one to suggest a handshake...? She doesn't even bother to wipe her sweaty hands!
But after much hesitation
She finally suppressed her anger once again, extended her slender, snow-white hand, and shook hands with Old Tang.

Fortunately, Old Tang didn't hold onto her hand like Pigsy did.

I dipped it in a little and then put it down.

Old Tang smiled, and his cheerful eyebrows even gave the illusion of being very polite.

"So you're Miss Ice Maiden. May I ask what kind of collaboration you're referring to...?"

"Now that we're on this plane, why bother with all the pretense?" the pretty girl sneered. "Of course, we're here to find Lu Mingfei and kill him!"

The aloof and beautiful girl said, "Our team is of very high quality, with all members ranked within the top fifty. However, I know you have some knack for 'luck.' If you join our team, you'll get a share of the bonus afterward. How about it?"

Hehe, here comes the main character!

“Of course…” Old Tang took a deep breath and a smile spread across his face.

"Extremely happy!"

……

The Hummer sped along the highway, its heavy, rapidly spinning tires crushing through layers of cherry blossoms on the ground. After the intense pressure, the blossoms bounced off the ground, leaping into the air and creating white spray. Genji was on his way back to Tokyo.

The journey from Kyoto to Tokyo is about 500 kilometers. Take the Meishin Expressway to Kusatsu, then transfer to the Tomei Expressway to Tokyo.

On the way back, Sakura took over the driver's seat. This assistant usually seemed like a very gentle and low-key girl, but her driving style was like that of a race car driver. The land monster, weighing more than three tons, kept weaving through traffic like a nimble swordfish, leaving one car after another behind.

The car's speed was always kept on the edge of speeding. Yasha, who prided himself on being a good driver, was just a greenhorn in front of Sakura.

Of course, now that Sakura is driving, Yasha and Crow should sit in the back, while Genjiro sits in the passenger seat.

I rushed from Tokyo to Osaka early this morning.

With the assistance of the Kansai branch, they successfully cleared out the remaining soldiers near the burning Paradise Palace and rescued some potentially valuable documents from the inferno.

Finally, with the assistance of Ogiwara, the leader of the Kansai branch, they buried the last evils of Gokurakukan. That once luxurious and extravagant mansion was reduced to a cold ruin deep in the mountains of Osaka.

Osaka is the headquarters of the Demon Clan. Although Genjiro has the heart to eliminate evil, he knows that the time is not yet right. So, at the invitation of the leaders of the Ogihara and Kondo, he simply took his assistant team and went to Kyoto, 50 kilometers away, to visit and investigate.

Before setting off, Tachibana Masamune had mentioned this in passing, roughly meaning that as the future head of the family, you must deal with the loyal subordinates. In addition to the main branch of the Snake Clan in Tokyo, you must maintain good relations with the two powerful branches in Kanto and Kansai, as this will be beneficial for gaining power in the future.

There had been some internal tensions within the Snake Clan before.

Rumors circulated widely within the family that the young master had studied in the United States, preferred a Western lifestyle, and was incompatible with Japan. Fortunately, the younger generation, who had also studied at Kassel College, supported Genjiro, and coupled with Genjiro's impressive personal achievements, the situation was not too bad.

But Genjiro knew very well that most of his so-called 'achievements' were due to his father's help. Every time the Execution Bureau carried out a battle, every time he personally displayed bravery, it was Tachibana Masamune who spent a lot of effort behind the scenes preparing resources and gathering intelligence, gradually forcing the powerful enemy into a deadly situation, and finally giving Genjiro the opportunity to show off in front of others, so that he could take the honor alone.

Genjiro always felt that anyone sitting in that position, whether it was him or even a crow, would win applause.

Once the food is fed into their mouths, what's so difficult about opening their mouths?

In truth, Genjiro didn't want to ask for help, but ultimately he carried the expectations of too many people on his shoulders.

So, after dealing with the matters of the Pleasure Palace,

He had no choice but to travel to Kyoto City in the modified bus of the Kansai branch, posing as "His Highness the Crown Prince on an incognito visit."

He greeted the elderly cadres of the Kansai branch with a fake smile.

Unlike the group of young, reckless men in the Kanto branch who love racing and violence, the Kansai branch consists of older people who live a more relaxed life in the ancient city of Kyoto. They are fond of firearms, sniping, demolition, and planning before acting. When they go on missions, they always seem like a tour group traveling around Japan on a tour bus.

The old men's hobbies were simple and unpretentious, nothing more than drinking tea, eating meals, and then climbing the mountain near the largest Senbon Torii gate in the Fushimi area. In the evening, they went to watch Kabuki. Overall, they got a taste of retirement life in advance.

But to be honest, this leisurely itinerary made Genji feel relaxed, and his originally tired soul was released in the boiling Kansai iron kettle. After a day of itinerary, the fake smile on his face became genuine.

Who wouldn't want to retire early and enjoy a slower pace of life? Plus, they get paid.

Genjiro was planning to stay in Kyoto for a few more days. Tomorrow, he would personally experience the ancient teapot-making process and appreciate the craftsmanship passed down through generations. He would get up slowly in the morning, take a handful of iron ore, carve a wax model, then perform lost-wax casting, and finally pour water from the handle. Ideally, he would stay for a month or two to personally craft a 'Kyoto Iron Bottle' to give to his father, which would also serve as proof of the high recognition he had received from all the members of the Kansai branch.

But all the beauty and joy vanished with a single phone call.

7:51 PM Tokyo time
Genji Heavy Industries was attacked, and Kaguya's server room experienced a violent explosion.

……

Yuan Zhisheng sat in the passenger seat, leaning against the window and silently smoking.

The Hummer continued to speed forward, and the journey that originally took five hours would be compressed into less than three hours thanks to Sakura's driving skills, all without breaking the law.

His leisurely life in Kyoto almost made him forget the delicate situation in Tokyo. The Oni Gang was becoming more and more active, and its expansion was unstoppable. In addition to internal troubles, there were also external threats. The source of all this was Lu Mingfei's arrival in Japan, and it was unknown what his purpose was.

But this undoubtedly added fuel to the already tense situation, pushing the oil temperature to its boiling point.

The first explosion resounded in Gokurakukan, deep in the mountains of Osaka, followed by an exorbitant bounty.

Lu Mingfei's goal seemed to be clear, but before Yuan Zhisheng could even breathe a sigh of relief.

The second explosion actually resounded thousands of miles away in the Genji Heavy Industries building in Tokyo, in the most important Kaguya-hime server room.

Genjiro opened his phone, staring at the photos sent from Tokyo, his expression growing increasingly confused.

It's 7:55 PM Tokyo time.

Located on the 52nd floor of Genji Heavy Industries, the Kaguya-hime server room was dimly lit with all the lights on. The cameras on the ceiling reflected several crisscrossing, pitch-black marks, huge and terrifying.

It looks a bit like a sword mark, but not quite.

After all, who in this world could wield a greatsword with a blade over two meters long, a width over one meter, and radiating intense heat and lightning? And those black fragments, those are the marks left by some creature that was burned, right?
The meaning is that the Kaguya-hime's machine room was full of powerful figures, and a battle broke out. However, a sword mark casually made by an unknown strongman grazed part of Kaguya-hime's body, and the high temperature, high heat and high pressure caused a series of explosions.

damn it!
Why does this sound so magical?

However, Genji felt that if he were given a similarly designed greatsword of lightning and fire, he should be able to achieve a similar effect... Is it an alchemical weapon? What level of alchemical weapon would it be...?

Genjiro subconsciously stroked the ancient sword 'Spider Cutter' next to his seat.

Without a doubt, Lu Mingfei is responsible for the downfall of the Paradise Pavilion; otherwise, his exorbitant bounty wouldn't have appeared on the Hunter website.

So, was the explosion in Kaguya's server room caused by him?
Such powerful individuals are extremely rare in the world. If we strictly calculate the time difference between the two events and disregard factors such as physical strength or ability, Lu Mingfei certainly had the means to burn down the Paradise Mansion before bombing Kaguya's server room. With a little time management, he would have plenty of time.

At that moment, a black Hummer visibly sped up from the side lane in the rearview mirror.

They were even faster, and their destination was also Tokyo.

"Sakura, faster."

Yuan Zhisheng flicked off the ash from his cigarette, his gaze deep and somber.

“The situation in Tokyo is unstable right now. It would be dangerous for Dad to be alone in Tokyo. Those people are so powerful that they can sneak into Kaguya’s server room and get close to Dad, as well as Erii…” Genji said in a low voice.

"I don't know what those people want to do, but at the very least, we need to get back as soon as possible."

The trip to Osaka stirred up some unpleasant memories in Genji's heart.

He has already lost one family member; he must protect the rest.

Dad, sister...

We must...do everything in our power!
*Snap*—The cigarette butt flicked out of the car window.

Sakura didn't say anything, but continued to press the accelerator to speed up.

The engine roared once again.
The heavy tires rubbed against the ground like muffled thunder.

……

On the same stretch of road, a Hummer extended SUV.

"Holy crap, do these people even know how to drive?! Huh? Do they even know how to drive?!"

Chip Girl sat in the back of the car, grumbling and cursing.

The stylus in my hand drew a crooked line on the iPad.

Lu Mingfei clearly noticed that the car body shook.

He leaned out the car window and saw the Hummer that had just overtaken them overtake them again.

And they were still making dangerous, razor-sharp overtaking maneuvers like bulls, moving forward like fish, seemingly oblivious to traffic rules.

"As expected, there aren't many easy people who drive Hummers."

Lu Mingfei muttered to himself.

There was no intention to give the driver in front a single order for a thrilling car chase.

First, we must abide by the law; second, we're driving a limousine... how could we possibly outrun them?

Miss Anti-Maninni's mission has failed.

Princess Kaguya's orthography plan has failed, and the three of them set off from Osaka, traveling a long distance to Tokyo.

What puzzled Lu Mingfei was why the potato chip girl seemed so surprised by something so obvious.

Even when Zero woke up and heard about what was happening on Mai's side, a look of surprise appeared on his usually calm face.

"Huh? Mai failed?"

Lu Mingfei really didn't understand.

With so many flags planted, it would be a miracle if they didn't fail!

Of course, thankfully the worst didn't happen; the mission failed, but at least there wasn't a prisoner capture incident.

After entering Princess Kaguya's server room, the radio communication was interrupted for a moment.

When it recovers again,
Mai Shude's voice changed, becoming gorgeous, chilling, noble, and with a hint of smokiness—the kind of ultimate mature female voice that could sit in the top seat at any voice chat room.

Various gibberish and explosion sounds came through the headset, along with sharp cries like those of a baby.

Lu Mingfei's expression immediately turned serious. He was very familiar with that sound; it was Deadpool's voice.

The potato chip girl's expression also turned serious.

In her words, Mai Shutoku has transformed, roughly similar to the evolution of Angewomon.

Normally, she can be seen as a nagging anti-demon ninja, but in battle mode, she is an absolute queen, and anyone who comes will get slapped twice.

Lu Mingfei immediately became interested.

(End of this chapter)