Tokyo Swordmaster Online Dealer

Having made up her mind, Maki Touwen put the sword back into the boat, suddenly raised her head and looked at Kameyama.

She spoke every word as if she was making a declaration.

"Kameyama-san, please don't say such weak words again."

"I am a girl from a military family. I am the second generation of the Dongwen Society. I am the daughter of Dongwen Jue!"

"I'd rather die than run away!"

When Guishan heard this, his expression relaxed a little. He leaned forward again, his tone somewhat excited.

"Yes! I understand, Missy!"

"In that case, I, Kameyama Takuma, am willing to lead the company squadron and protect the young lady's safety at all costs!"

After saying that, he raised his head.

"Miss, in addition to the club squad, I have also contacted the leaders of the Fujimura Group and the Amemiya Group. They are all factions loyal to the president. I will notify them immediately and let them gather their strength for you!"

Maki Toufumi nodded calmly, and after getting her consent, Takuma Kameyama stood up and was about to leave.

He didn't turn around, but retreated in small steps. When he reached the door, he was stopped by Touwen Maki.

"Kameyama-san, wait a minute."

"I have a question. As I recall, the Shezhong Squadron was father's personal guard, right?"

"Why weren't you by my father's side when he got into trouble?"

For some reason, Touwen Maki's words were a little cold. Kameyama Takuma looked up in a daze and met those beautiful eyes. Faintly, he seemed to see the Touwen Snake sitting there again, asking him something sternly.

A trance, the illusion faded.

Facing the young lady, Kameyama Takuma lowered his head slightly and said softly: "Young lady, when the president got into trouble, we were in Arakawa District."

Higashibune Maki raised her eyebrows and asked in surprise: "Arakawa District? You are here with me?"

"Then why don't you take action?!"

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"The Shezhong Squadron is my father's personal guard. They only obey my orders and mine. When I was sniped by Dong Wenyu, you didn't take action. It must be my father's intention."

Maki Touwen's expression changed and her voice became low. After a few seconds, she waved her hand, her tone a little tired.

"I understand. Go do your work, Kameyama-san."

"Have the leaders of the Fujimura and Amemiya groups come to see me immediately if they have any second thoughts."

A hint of cruelty flashed across Touwen Maki's face.

"Then don't be polite, kill people and seize power! I need manpower and strength now! Do you understand?!"

She said things she would never have said before.

Takuma Kameyama responded loudly and walked out of the house.

An atmosphere of silence spread. Dong Wen Maki closed her eyes and thought for a while, then sighed softly.

She said to Shen Cheng behind her faintly: "Shen Cheng, has father ever mentioned Uesugi-kun's name before?"

A somewhat cold voice sounded immediately, and Shen Cheng answered without hesitation: "Since half a year ago, the president has been paying attention to Lord Uesugi. He is the last disciple of Lord Kamiizumi. It is said that his swordsmanship is amazing, and the president thinks highly of him."

"The president said that he was mature in his conduct, had a sharp edge in his heart but did not abuse it, was grateful for the help he received, respected his teachers, and had the demeanor of a teacher."

Touwen Maki's expression became even uglier.

"Is that really the case? Did father drag Uesugi-kun into this on purpose?"

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"Kamisumi, do you have any information about Uesugi-kun? Please show it to me."

Shen Cheng entered the inner room silently, and half a minute later, he came out holding a stack of files.

"Kagura is in charge of gathering intelligence on this matter. It is said that a year ago, this Lord Uesugi was still an ordinary person with a great talent in the way of the sword. Later, he was accepted as a disciple by Lord Kamiizumi and taught carefully for a year. During this time, he killed several demons and gods, and his strength improved very quickly. He should have been passed down the mantle by Lord Kamiizumi."

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"After seeing him today, I found him to be quite impressive. The president asked me before what my chances of winning against him were."

"I didn't see him at that time, so I can only say I don't know."

"Now it seems that if we only talk about swordsmanship, the odds are about fifty-fifty. I am not sure I can beat him. Unlike those swordsmen who have learned swordsmanship behind closed doors, his swordsmanship is not bound by routines. Instead, it is more suitable for life-and-death battles. He doesn't look like a high school student at all, but more like a warrior who has experienced fighting in battles."

"As for the true outcome, I'm afraid we won't know until we fight."

Maki Toufumi recalled the sword-wielding figure that was reaping lives like a ghost, and she agreed with Kamishiro's opinion.

She had even seen with her own eyes that a large-caliber bullet from a sniper rifle could not take the life of the fox-eyed boy.

He was like a god of war, sweeping away all the threats he faced.

Thinking about it this way, it’s no wonder that his father wanted to drag him into this.

After reading the file in her hand, Dongwen Maki raised her head thoughtfully.

"Father is wrong."

"How could he make such a mistake?"

"My father once taught me that I should have different strategies for dealing with different people."

“Those who are greedy for money should be tempted with benefits.”

"A lustful person is moved by lust."

“Those in high positions are seduced by power.”

"People like Uesugi-kun"

"You have to show your sincerity."

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If I have time this weekend, I will slightly modify the previous settings. The settings for the Hundred Tales card are a bit complicated. I will modify it and turn it into a plug-in that consumes will-o'-the-wisp to release skills. It may be better if those terms such as card drawing are removed.

Chapter 95 Early Morning

Maki Touwen was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and grew up in an extremely affluent environment.

Dong Wenjue doted on his only daughter very much, but he also didn't let her become a spoiled, willful and unruly young lady.

From childhood to adulthood, Maki Touwen has received top-notch education, especially under the influence of her father's behavior, coupled with her own talent - she is a little naive and soft-hearted, but she is definitely not a fool.

After thinking for a while about the circumstances surrounding her father's murder, she came up with an explanation that was very close to the truth.

The only thing she couldn't understand was the style of doing things in this matter, which was completely different from her father's usual habits.

The Snake of Dongwen started from scratch, rose up in the cracks with the art of diplomacy, and has a good grasp of people's hearts. After observing a person for half a year, how could he not understand this person's character?

"Could it be that father did this on purpose?"

"If the community team was with my father, we might have a fighting chance today."

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"Father, do you want me to be a bad guy and then become a good guy?"

"But."

Dong Wen Maki bit her lip, her eyes flickered like a candle swaying in the wind. She was silent for a long time, her expression complicated, and she was unable to speak.

If Uesugi Kiyomizu really stood on her side, it would definitely be a great help.

Just relying on that ferocious swordsmanship, in the underworld, it is a killer weapon that is enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

Add to that his extraordinary ability to "come back from the dead" and the network of relationships behind the Shinkage Ryu, this man cannot be judged by the standards of an ordinary teenager.

Unlike the Yakuza and political groups and chaebols, the degree of class stratification here is less severe. As long as one has the strength, it is not uncommon for one to defeat the superiors and achieve a counterattack.

Didn’t Dong Wenyu just do this?

For people like Uesugi Kiyoshi, as long as they join the Yakuza and gain status, it would be easy for them to rise to the top.

Especially since he is an extraordinary person, a sixteen-year-old swordsmanship genius, a direct disciple of a great swordsman, and also an extraordinary person. It goes without saying how bright his future is.

Why should he help himself?

"However, the next time we meet, you must give me a reason to help you."

These are Uesugi Kiyoshi's original words.

As she muttered these words, she thought about the news of her father's death, the current chaos of the Dongwen Society, the fearless figure of the young swordsman, and the loyal subordinates who had always supported her father.

Dong Wen Zhenxi lowered her eyes, having already made a decision in her heart.

The next day, at six in the morning.

The rain has not stopped and the weather is as gloomy as usual. Tokyo has not seen the sun for several days.

Uesugi Kiyoshi slowly opened his eyes.

He woke up fifteen minutes ago, when Nohara Anzi pushed the door open quietly, placed the ironed clothes on his bedside, and stared at his sleeping face with a shy face for five minutes.

In order to prevent Xingzi from being too shy, he pretended to be asleep for a while and only opened his eyes after she left.

After leaving Mirage last night, he first called his master, but as expected, the call didn't go through.

He didn't worry too much about it. He wasn't a child and didn't need to ask his master for everything. The phone call was just a routine matter.

After eating something and taking a shower, Uesugi Kiyomi had a good sleep.

This apartment is luxurious and comfortable. The Kudo family's maids take turns standing at the door day and night. All daily necessities will be provided as long as they ask. It is the first time for Uesugi Kiyoshi to live this kind of life as a rich master.

It feels surprisingly good.

It was six in the morning on a rainy day and it was still pitch black outside.

He first looked at the mobile phone on the bedside table. His master did not call him back, so he did not care and put the phone back.

Next to the pillow was a white shirt and breeches, the standard equipment that Kudo Yuichi had chosen for him yesterday.

The raw materials of these things are all molecular materials developed by the prophets. They can absorb extraordinary power and have extremely strong flexibility and strength. They are not ordinary items. These are spare parts sent by Kudo Yuichi. Now they have been washed again by Nohara Anzi, dried and ironed, and neatly placed within his reach.

He stretched, put on his still warm clothes, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtains.