Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

This is simply the template for the protagonist in a novel.

The Phoenix House chaebol has the qualifications.

Of course, he was not surprised by Li Fuyao's mother, the elder named "Phoenix Courtyard Ningning", nor was he shocked by the complicated relationship behind Li Fuyao.

He was surprised.

That idiot was driven out of the country and spent a few years in Japan. He actually kidnapped a woman from the Fenghuangyuan family, one of the six major chaebols, and eloped with her. Not only that, but she was willing to bear children for him and her heart was entirely with him.

That old man with an aged face can’t be seen!

Why should he?

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a little sad, not because he was jealous, but because he felt that this had some impact on his worldview.

Well, his way of thinking is actually to only see the thief eating meat but not the thief being beaten. If he knew the family status of Tai Sui, he probably wouldn't have such thoughts.

However, if Li Fuyao's mother is really the Phoenix Courtyard, it makes sense that Li Fuyao acts like she knows the Collectibles Association's Dreamweaver Network like the back of her hand. Tsk, she is really not that simple.

As for whether the Collectibles Association has the support of a chaebol behind it, Uesugi Kiyoaki had anticipated it.

He had an idea about Japan's chaebols. It was the same in Japan in his previous life. The only difference was the names of the chaebols. In this country, your birth, aging, sickness and death, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all under the control of the chaebols. It can be said that without a government, the country may fall into chaos, but without the chaebols, the country will stop functioning and enter a countdown to destruction.

You have to know that in a country where even important departments such as hospitals, railway transportation, etc. are mostly controlled by chaebols, how much power can the government have?

Kudo Yuichi was startled by Uesugi Kiyoshi's sudden surprise, and the mochi in his hand fell to the ground. He looked at the half mochi covered with dust, and then looked at the empty food box. His eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he said with dissatisfaction: "I say, are you really that serious? I'm just eating your food, why are you scaring me?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi's surprise came and went quickly. He spoke to Kudo Yuichi without any scruples. He glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "Why, are you hungry? Come to my house for dinner."

"It's not a big deal to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks. I just don't know if Master Kudo has a date tonight. I think since we're living together, there should be someone at home looking forward to someone coming back for dinner, right?"

Kudo Yuichi was choked again and just smiled helplessly. He picked up the food that fell on the ground and threw it into the trash can beside him. He clapped his hands, turned around and left.

"Well, I won't be a light bulb. Master Uesugi, just enjoy your life before you get chopped down by the axe. I'm waiting to see you make a fool of yourself."

"I'll come see you tomorrow morning, wait for my call, don't oversleep!"

"I'm watching over the bait you deliberately let go, don't worry."

Although Kudo Yuichi's last two sentences were reassuring, Uesugi Kiyoshi still snorted coldly.

"You're dreaming of laughing at me!" He muttered to himself, but when he thought about Li Fuyao and then looked at Nohara Anzi beside him, he always felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

After a few seconds of silence, he patted Nohara Anzi's little head and forced a smile.

"Let's go, go home."

Although it was just an ordinary sentence, it made Nohara Anzi feel sweet in her heart. She responded softly, carefully packed up the food box and thermos cup, followed Uesugi Kiyoshi closely, and a sweet smile slowly appeared on her face.

"It's a bit like a newlywed couple going home together~" Nohara Anko thought quietly in her heart, and her face slowly turned red again.

She liked to cook three meals, snacks, and midnight snacks for Uesugi Kiyoshi. Even though some of the fancy dishes were troublesome and time-consuming, they kept her busy in the kitchen every day.

She liked to hum a song as she washed, dried, and ironed Uesugi Kiyoshi's clothes, and then watch them being neatly worn by Uesugi Kiyoshi.

She liked to clean every corner of the apartment because, although it was temporary, it was also her and Uesugi Kiyoshi's shared "home".

She preferred to just secretly look at Uesugi Kiyoshi's back, because that not-so-generous junior could give her an almost addictive sense of security, allowing her to forget all her worries.

She didn't know why, but she just liked it.

Just like the sun rising in the east, the tides rising and falling, and the moon waxing and waning, she liked Uesugi Kiyoshi - this is how the world should be.

A duplex house that didn't look like a luxury house from the outside, Yamamoto Ryosuke pushed the door open with an expressionless face.

Although this place is inconspicuous, it is indeed the Yamamoto residence. Living in this low-key little house is the personal hobby of the owner of the Yamamoto family.

In fact, Yamamoto Ryosuke has not lived with his parents for a long time. He came back this time just to test his father's attitude.

Yamamoto Ryosuke's father, Yamamoto Yuto, is a man who can be described as "heroic" as his name suggests. His police rank is Metropolitan Superintendent, and he is the Deputy Director of the National Police Agency. This position is actually quite embarrassing. He is second only to one person and above everyone else. What kind of political achievements he can make ultimately depends on the resources behind him.

Yamamoto Yu is a man who is good at networking and is very successful in the National Police Agency. He has close ties with certain gangs and political parties, and has successfully established a relationship with the Shinsengumi. He also has close contacts with senior executives of the Mitsui Zaibatsu. With the help of all this, he is the powerful Deputy Director of the National Police Agency.

To put it bluntly, if the current Chief of National Police Agency steps down and makes way for someone else, the shoulder straps of the next Chief of National Police Agency will basically be on the shoulders of Yamamoto Yu.

That is a transcendent position independent of the police system. He is the true leader of hundreds of thousands of police officers across the country and can also suppress the Kudo family's old rivals.

Yamamoto Ryosuke had a gloomy face as he came to the living room and sat down next to his father who was reading a newspaper. He was actually a little puzzled. His father was usually very busy and often not at home, so why was he suddenly reading a newspaper leisurely in the living room at this time today?

It was as if he was waiting for me on purpose.

Yamamoto Ryosuke didn't think too much about it. He stiffened his neck, revealing the redness and swelling on his face, and said in a calm tone that he tried his best to suppress: "I suffered a loss at the hands of that kid from the Kudo family today!"

Although the tone was quite arrogant, it sounded like a child who had been bullied and went home to cry to his parents.

Yamamoto Yu didn't even raise his eyelids, but just said calmly: "Oh? You were taught a lesson by a teenage kid, and you are so confident?"

"Why? Do you want to cry a little? Maybe I'll be soft-hearted and go talk to that old fox in the Kudo family and seek justice for my son?"

Yamamoto Ryosuke's face turned red due to his father's ridicule, and then turned blue. He looked at his father deeply, feeling that he had got the answer, and made the final decision in his heart. No matter what the family's reaction was tomorrow, he must kill Kudo Yuichi. However, he just stood up with a sullen look on his face and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Yamamoto Yu shook the newspaper and looked up at his son's back.

There was indifference in his eyes, without the slightest emotion, as if that was a walking two-legged beast, not his blood relative or biological son.

At the same time, a barely perceptible purple light flashed across his eyes.

Chapter 183 Uesugi Must Die

"Wait a minute!"

Yamamoto Yu's authoritative voice rang out.

Perhaps it was the majesty of his father that he had inherited since he was a child, Yamamoto Ryosuke shuddered for no apparent reason and stopped.

"Tell me in detail why Kudo Yuichi is causing trouble for you today."

Yamamoto Ryosuke put away his somewhat panicked expression, pretended to be impatient and turned around and muttered, "Because of a small sect in Arakawa District, who knows what's wrong with him. I don't think there's anything wrong with that sect. He suddenly came with the Collectibles Association and arrested a lot of people."

Yamamoto looked at his son calmly and continued to ask, "I know about the Arakawa sect. There are two leaders in that sect, a man and a woman. How are they doing?"

Yamamoto Ryosuke tilted his head and thought about it. He didn't pay any attention to the male person in charge, but he was deeply impressed by the hot girl. When he thought about the night of love that day, he still had endless aftertastes. The woman's long legs were like snakes, wrapping around him so that he couldn't breathe and was in ecstasy. That's why he rushed to the scene so quickly and took it so seriously after the Arakawa sect got into trouble.

"I don't know about the man. I haven't seen him. The woman seems to have escaped."

Frowning, Yamamoto put down the newspaper in his hand and raised his voice slightly: "You weren't there? How come you don't know anything?"

For some reason, Yamamoto Ryosuke got angry after hearing this - I am your son after all, and it would be fine if you didn't ask about my well-being when something like this happened, but why did you keep asking about such irrelevant matters?

He said in an even more rude manner: "I don't know! I was stepped on the face and beaten by the brat from the Kudo family. Should I stay there and be his punching bag?"

After saying this, Yamamoto Ryosuke lost the mood to go upstairs. He turned around and walked quickly to the entrance, put on his shoes, pushed the door open and left without even looking at his father again.

There was a heavy sound of a door slamming, and a hint of anger finally appeared on Yamamoto Yu's indifferent face.

"This piece of trash."

"Has the Collectibles Association intervened? Their intelligence is indeed well-informed. This attempt also failed."

“I just don’t know if they have found anything deeper.”

Yamamoto Yu suddenly coughed violently several times, and his face turned an unhealthy red. At this moment, the cell phone on his desk suddenly lit up.

After looking at the caller ID, Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone.

"Hello, it's me."

"Yes, there was some trouble, but it should be fine. This is just a test to see how sensitive those kids in the Collectibles Association are."

"Our reliance is still on this rain, so don't lose sight of the big picture!"

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"Is this the attitude you have when talking to me? What? Do you think there is anyone else in your Thunder God group who can lend a hand besides me?!"

"Shut up, stay there and wait for my news!"

"When I can, I won't let you down!"

"Listen carefully, disobedient partner. I don't need you. If you keep bossing me around like this next time, I will eat you and the god behind you first!"

His tone was fairly calm at the beginning, but by the end, Yamamoto Yu was making an outright threat.

From what he heard, it seems that the person on the other end of the phone is a "partner", but this attitude is definitely not how one treats a friend.

After the cold rebuke, the phone was hung up as expected.

Yamamoto Yu closed his eyes for a long time and sighed heavily.

He looked at a piece of paper stuck in the newspaper, struggling for a long time with a complicated expression, and finally threw the paper aside, with no more hesitation on his face.

"I have no way out." He murmured, slowly stood up, hunched over, and walked towards the study.

The next day.

At five o'clock in the morning, the heavy rain had not stopped.

A car slowly stopped in front of a remote residential apartment building in Arakawa District.

A pure black umbrella popped out first, and then the figure that came down could be clearly seen to be a young teenager.

He is in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance and ordinary facial features, but he has a sharp edge that should not be underestimated.

There was no sign of sunshine or rain on his face. He held an umbrella in one hand and a sword with an ornate scabbard in the other.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw a middle-aged man in a black suit standing quietly in the rain. There was a knife scar on his face and half of his face had severe burn marks. Half of his head was wrapped in gauze, and there was even blood seeping out from under the gauze.

"Master, you are back!"

The middle-aged man's voice was a little excited, and his eyes were even a little red. He bowed deeply to the young man and was immediately helped up by the other party.

"Hiroki-san, thank you for your hard work."

This simple sentence seemed to have touched the valve of sadness in Yuan Hongshu's heart. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Master, we are useless. President..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man waved his hand and took a deep breath.

"Needless to say, my father was also born in a martial family. He should have anticipated his fate when he embarked on the path of the underworld. His life was not good, but it was definitely not bad. He is leaving now. It is fate and time. You don't have to mind it."

"only."

"I, Yuan Qing, am also a son. If I remain indifferent to the revenge for my father's murder, I will not be able to get over it!"

Yuan Hongshu pursed his lips and said hesitantly: "But the main family in Kyoto."

Minaharu was sent to the main headquarters of the Minamoto clan in Kyoto to train since he was young and was highly regarded. After all, the Minamoto clan is an ancient surname and a family with many rules. Although he came to Tokyo at this time to avenge his father, it is inevitable that he would be used as an excuse to make a fuss in the eyes of some people with ulterior motives.