Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

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"You planned all this?!"

"You're even plotting against your own daughter!"

Dong Wenjue shook his head to deny it.

"I didn't scheme against Maki. I just let her make the choice."

"If she can forget all this and bury her hatred deep in her heart, it means that her personality is indeed not suitable for entering the underworld. I will arrange for her to live in a place where you can't find her and spend the rest of her life in peace."

"But, if she is unwilling to give up this hatred and wants to take back what belongs to her."

"Well, Ayu."

"You are Maki's whetstone."

Dong Wenjue's smile suddenly became strange and sinister.

"Since I knew your plan, why didn't I deal with you earlier? Do you have the answer now?"

"I'm going to leave you to Maki. If Maki can defeat you, then she will definitely have the strength to secure her position as the second generation leader of the Toubokai."

"If she loses, it's because she's not as skilled as the other person. It's her own fault. Even though I've left a way out, I can't guarantee that I can save her. I'll just leave it to fate and see what happens to her."

Dong Wenjue moved his chair, stood up, looked down at his brother, his eyes became somewhat indifferent.

"I have climbed up step by step from the bottom of society to where I am today. I understand the principle of "no destruction, no construction" and "only death can bring life" better than anyone else."

"I bet my daughter won't be a mediocre person!"

"After this battle, if Maki wins, then the Dongwen Club will be reborn in her hands, and many of its previous shortcomings will no longer exist. My life's hard work will be perfectly handed over to Maki!"

"Then even if I die, I can rest in peace."

"Ayu, are you asking me if I committed suicide?"

"I just want to commit suicide, so what?"

"At my age, I have lived enough. I have seen scenery that most people in this world have never seen. The legend of my life is enough to leave a strong mark in the history of the Yakuza."

"If my death can bring about Maki's rebirth from the ashes, and bring about the immortality of the Dongwen Society for a hundred years."

"My death is not enough!"

Dong Wenjue spoke each word with a ferocious look on his face, and the arrogance of not caring about life and death was overwhelming, almost suffocating Dong Wenyu.

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Chapter 74 Dongwen's Death

The atmosphere in the study froze. The two brothers, who looked similar, stared at each other, with cold light flashing in their eyes.

Time passed bit by bit, and Dong Wenyu suddenly laughed in a low voice.

"As expected of you, brother."

"You look like someone who could do something like this, but you can't fool me."

"You wouldn't do this unless it's absolutely necessary. Who wants to die when they can live? The situation isn't hopeless yet!"

"."

"Is there something wrong with your body?"

Dong Wenyu also stood up slowly, his eyes level with Dong Wenjue's, his expression normal, no sign of sunshine or rain, he had completely suppressed his previous inappropriate expression.

Dong Wenjue raised his eyebrows, looked at his brother with a smile, covered his mouth with his sleeve, coughed lightly a few times, but did not deny it.

"Ayu, you are not stupid enough yet?"

"Brothers like you and I have fought side by side until now, and I can't hide the condition of my body from you."

"I have played the role of a venomous snake all my life. When I got old, I wanted to be myself again. But I was bitten by this venomous snake. I won't live much longer."

"So, I am willing to use the rest of my life to set up this game. Each player will have to rely on their own abilities. The winner takes all, and the loser will die without a burial place."

"Five years ago, right here, you screamed and yelled that it was unfair for me to let Maki take the throne."

"Now, do you think it's fair?"

Dong Wenyu twitched the corners of his mouth and revealed a forced smile.

"That was just a momentary angry remark. I have long understood that there is no real fairness in this world."

"Some are just the survival of the fittest, and the winner takes all."

Dong Wenjue stared at his brother's face with a gloomy look, chuckled lightly, and sighed deeply.

"That's good if you think so."

"You are not hopeless yet. The statue in your tea room is not your last resort. Are you trying to drive the wolf away and let the tiger swallow you so that you can reap the benefits?"

"Be careful not to play with fire and get burned!"

".never mind."

"When people get old, they tend to be sentimental and talk too much nonsense. Let's stop here for our daily chat."

He put down his samurai sword, put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes slightly, and looked through the wall of the study, as if he was staring at the sky outside the house.

"The fifty years of human life are like a dream and an illusion. How can those who are born once be immortal?"

Dong Wenjue's gaze gradually became focused as he stared at his brother's face, revealing a relieved and carefree smile.

"Ayu, big brother, go first."

"I believe that soon, we brothers will meet in the underworld."

Outside the study, more and more people gathered.

There was a ghostly aura around him and he was wearing a black suit with a stiff expression.

There are even more gangsters and militants coming from all directions.

In order to start the uprising and seize power today, Dong Wenyu almost exhausted all his strength and was ready to give it a try.

Unfortunately, the trap set by Dong Wenjue made his punch hit nothing.

In full view of everyone, the door of the study was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Dong Wenyu walked out with a gloomy face, holding a bloody head in his hand.

It was the gray-haired Dong Wenjue - his face was solemn, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, as if his soul returning to the underworld was the fulfillment of his long-cherished wish.

Dong Wenyu glanced at his men with a grim look, forced out a not-so-pretty smile, raised the head in his hand high, and shouted loudly.

"Dong Wenjue is dead. From today on, Dongwen will be in charge of me, Dong Wenyu."

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"

Although he said these words in a very imposing manner, they were actually useless, because the people who appeared here were basically Dong Wenyu's trusted subordinates. His show of force was like winking at a blind man, and it had no effect at all.

The dog-headed military strategist Suzuki Hidema looked at Dong Wenjue's head with a strange look, as if he couldn't believe it. Did this legendary underworld figure in Tokyo die so easily?

He reacted quickly, coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, took a step forward and bowed.

"Meet the President!"

With someone taking the lead, the gang members followed suit and saluted and pledged allegiance to Dong Wenyu.

Dong Wenyu looked at the scene he had dreamed of, but he couldn't feel happy at all.

Did he win?

Doesn't count.

In his entire life, he had never defeated his eldest brother, and now that his eldest brother was dead, he still hadn't defeated him.

Everything I did was under the control of my eldest brother. The temporary position of the president of the Dongwen Association was also given to me by my eldest brother on purpose.

He wanted to become a whetstone for Maki Toufumi's growth.

Just thinking about it makes me angry!

Just at this moment, the cell phone in Suzuki Hidema's arms vibrated. He took out his phone, looked at the number, answered the call, and his face changed drastically after listening to a few words.

After whispering a few words, Suzuki Hidema hung up the phone, leaned close to Dong Wenyu's ear, and spoke in a low voice.

"Master Yu, something happened."

"The people who went to intercept Touwen Maki were all killed. The location of the incident was blocked by the police. It seems that there are other forces involved. Our people can't get in."

"According to the information we have received, all the nine ghost brothers have died. It is said that the murderers are two little ghosts!"

Dong Wenyu's expression changed slightly, but his eyes focused, and his whole aura became somewhat terrifying.

"Two little ghosts, can they kill the ghost that has taken over a human body?!"

"Humph, I personally witnessed the ceremony that day. With the current strength of the Nine Ghosts, if they join forces, even the demon sword may not be able to do anything to them. How could they be killed by two little ghosts?"

Dong Wenyu suddenly lowered his head and looked into the eyes of his elder brother's head, whose hands were still dripping with blood. His cheeks twitched slightly as he muttered to himself.

"My dear brother, is this your backup plan?"

"Heh, besides those trusted subordinates and Wu Dao and Yao Dao, did you leave other extraordinary people to help Maki?"

"Do you think you can stop me like this?!"

As he spoke, Dong Wenyu's expression became more ferocious.

He sneered and looked at the dead Dong Wenjue.

"Brother, from childhood to adulthood, I have never been able to beat you when it comes to using my brain."

"until

You die, it's all like this."

"but"

"Planning, I lost."

"I won't necessarily lose in a wrestling match!"

"You think a few little devils can stand in my way?"