Chapter 560 Young Girl and Chu Zihang

There was a lot of gossip about the Sakurai family circulating in private, and the Sakurai family heard about it. Someone once suggested a thorough investigation to her, but the Sakurai family just smiled.

"And my story is still circulating."

Nanami Sakurai touched her face and said.

"This is good."

"Proves that I'm not really old yet."

"Is not it?"

In Nanami Sakurai's view, only good-looking girls have the value of spreading gossip. It is human nature to yearn for beautiful things, especially dragons. Almost all hybrids have the potential to be artists, so hybrids are willing to focus on her. On the body, Sakurai Nanami is very happy.

She never cares about gossip, she only worries that one day she will grow old and no longer be beautiful.

Now Sakurai Nanami personally leads the work of the operator girls, which is her performance to prove herself.

She is the only female head of the Sheqi family except Eri.

Eriki doesn't need to prove it, her bloodline proves that she is the natural head of the Uesugi family.

But Nanami Sakurai needs it.

At this moment.

Kaguya and Norma cooperated, and at the same time, all Yakuza mobile phones in Tokyo, Kanagawa, Nagoya, and Japan received the message.

If the mobile phone is not around, there are TVs, computers, and big screens in squares. The two artificial intelligences join forces, and this country's network can be said to be anything you want.

The Yakuza who were in a mess gathered themselves together.

The family is back.

The fallen sky has returned.

Nothing can bring them more peace of mind than this.

They tried calling their hotline.

There was only one beep, and the call was connected immediately.

A familiar sweet girl’s voice.

"Hello, this is my family. How can I help you?"

Ji Dao, who was holding his mobile phone, burst into tears.

There used to be ignorant Yakuza who shouted something like "one day I will replace him with my family", but when they sobered up, they forgot all these words. The Yakuza rules they were familiar with were all based on Sheqiha. On the basis of family, the story of the Three Kingdoms has been widely circulated, and the generals and counselors are all treasures. But if we were given a chance to travel back in time, I believe no one would want to live in such a troubled world. The vast majority of people still yearn for stability and peace. In the final analysis, careerists and warmongers who kill without blinking an eye to achieve success are only a minority.

But even the few prove that they still exist.

Within an hour, Sakurai Nanami compiled a list, and she and the head of the Miyamoto family read through it together.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The head of the Miyamoto family pushed up his glasses.

"It's only been a while since all kinds of monsters and monsters have jumped out."

On the list are various Yakuza societies, some of which are mixed races, and some of which are composed entirely of ordinary people. They have done extraordinary things in the past few days when the eight Sheqi families have lost contact.

Some people put their hands where they shouldn't, some people specialize in gambling, some people specialize in cleaning fees, they aim at underground boxing, and so on.

There are also some who are not willing to control the territory at present, and take advantage of the window of loss of contact with their own family to engage in fierce fights and fights with other Yakuza societies, causing frequent bad cases.

The list is not exhaustive. There were too many groups that went awry within a few days. A large number of them, after reestablishing contact with the family, immediately realized their mistakes and were willing to accept punishment from the family, with a good attitude.

In fact, this is the way the Sheqi Eight Family has always dealt with it. This is the largest violent organization in Japan, but it understands that violence is the last resort to solve problems. When a matter reaches the point of resorting to violence, it means that there is no way out. There is no room for redemption.

The Sheqi family has set up a consulting department all year round, and its members are all community leaders who have retired and returned to work. The Sheqi family spends a lot of money to support these elderly people, so that they can live a leisurely life of drinking tea, reading newspapers and playing cards every day. Once they encounter a dispute with the society, , these consultants who smile kindly all day long but always have missing fingers will take action.

For issues that seem very complicated, or even disputes that require the deployment of manpower to suppress, ask the consultant to come forward and ask the leaders of both parties to sit down and talk calmly. The consultant reminisces about the past and talks about the story of when they first joined the club. Several people hug each other and cry. , a dispute disappeared.

"What did the advisory board say?"

"They've seen it."

Sakurai Nanami took out a new document.

"Here are the people who even the advisory board is helpless."

"oh."

The head of the Miyamoto family chuckled.

He flipped through it and found that the list was only one page long, and the number of societies was less than twenty.

"Miyamoto-kun?"

"Leave it to the parents."

"Everyone needs a list like this."

The head of the Miyamoto family smiled and added a few clubs at the end.

Sakurai Nanami pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"please."

The head of the Miyamoto family handed the paper and pen to Sakurai Nanami.

Sakurai Nanami nodded and added a few clubs.

Everything is done in tacit agreement.

Yuan Zhisheng, the new head of the family, needs one thing to establish the authority of the head of the family. Nothing can be more effective than real killing to establish authority.

Soon, a list was presented to Yuan Zhisheng.

At this time, the banquet for Angers to welcome the wind and wash away the dust has not yet ended.

Sakura presented the list, Yuan Zhisheng took a look at it, his face changed slightly, and murderous aura emitted involuntarily.

Anger and Lu Mingfei cast glances.

"Sorry, Principal."

Yuan Zhisheng stood up.

"I have to make the first move."

"Go ahead."

Angers waved his hand.

"I'm a bad old man, I just want Mingfei to stay with me."

Lu Mingfei, who was about to get up with him, was stunned.

Let him accompany you?

Lu Mingfei didn't expect that he and Ange would have anything to talk about.

"yes."

Yuan Zhisheng and the three left.

"Yes."

Before going out, Angers stopped them.

"If you need any help, just ask, and I'll ask Schneider and Norma to cooperate with you."

"Don't be too busy refusing yet."

Ange waved his hand to block what Yuan Zhisheng was about to say.

"We still have cooperation, don't we?"

"Just treat it as a drill..."

"The Cassel and Sheqi families have a common enemy."

"Right."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

"good."

When the door is closed, Minamoto is in the front, and the girl and Inuyama are in the back.

"Hello, parents, this is the Cassel campus secretary, Norma."

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were dazed for a moment.

Minamoto seemed to go back many years ago to the day when he went to Kassel as an exchange student.

This is how Norma introduced herself.

"Hello."

The headset serves as a bridge to establish the link between Origin and Norma.

"Long time no see, Norma."

The girl seemed to smile.

Yuan Zhisheng suspected that this was an illusion.

After all, Norma is just an artificial intelligence.

He heard Norma say to himself.

"Long time no see, Yuan-san."

"The professors miss you."

"I will go to Kassel if I have the chance."

"I believe Professor Guderian will be very happy."

Norma smiled again.

"Okay, Professor Schneider has been waiting for a long time."

"Classmate Yuan, please authorize me. I will transfer to Professor Schneider."

"I authorize it."

The moment Yuan Zhisheng finished speaking.

Kaguya, who enveloped Japan, ran high-speed calculations and passed each agreement one after another.

The firewall goes up.

"Received, authorized."

The Kassel headquarters and the Sheqi Eight Families finally established formal contact.

"Yuan Zhisheng."

A sound like iron plates rubbing together.

The recognition was extremely high, and Professor Schneider's iron-gray face appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

And this cold tone is really nostalgic.

"Hello, professor."

"Um."

"Give the order."

"Zhisheng, you are the commander-in-chief of this operation."

"good."

Yuan Zhisheng did not refuse.

After Angers opened his mouth, he understood that this was a concession made by Angers on behalf of Cassel. The two parties acted together and gave it to Yuan Zhisheng to command.

The information on the list flowed through Yuan Zhisheng's mind.

He had only seen it once before, and he had already memorized it.

Such memory is really simple for Yuan Zhisheng.

"Children."

"Yes, brother."

"You go to Kanagawa."

"good."

"Professor Schneider."

"exist."

"I need a list of all Kassel students who are stationed in Japan."

"receive."

Norma's voice sounded.

"The message has been sent, please confirm receipt."

Kaguya confirmed.

Although Yuan Zhisheng does not have Yan Lingtianyan, his bloodline is enough to make his brain extremely close to a computer. Information is collided and derived, and Yuan Zhisheng processes it one by one, mixing the eight families of Cassel and Sheqi, Form a small but sophisticated team and allocate cleaning areas. Soon, a big net will be woven.

"action."

"yes!"

The helicopter took off with a roar, like an eagle flying into the night. The girl jumped up, and the bright red kimono from the era of the Fierce Demons and Dragon Kings was replaced by a jet black windbreaker, the same style worn by everyone.

The helicopter sank slightly, quickly adjusted its attitude, and continued flying.

In the open hatch, the young girl was sitting upright, with her knees lying across the boy's neck. This was the knife given to him by Yuan Zisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng's words seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

"You are the head of the Orange family and you don't even have a decent knife. This is not acceptable."

The young girl caressed the boy, and the wild night wind blew in from the cabin door, blowing away the windbreaker and long hair, but the young girl stood still.

The helicopter descended and approached the rooftop, where there were Kassel's elite and members of the young girl's team.

"Sir, we are about to land."

the pilot said into the headset.

"No need."

The voice of the childish girl and another person sounded at the same time.

The childish girl smiled.

He threw down the rope ladder.

Two figures jumped into the cabin.

Although the pilot was surprised, he quickly adjusted his mentality, controlled the helicopter to regain balance, and flew away with a rumble.

The radio connected to air traffic control, and the pilot gave the permission, which the eight Sheqi families asked their councilors to sign.

In the cabin, two men sat opposite each other, with a tachi also placed across their knees.

The young girl looked at the big boy opposite for a while, then took the initiative to extend her hand.

"Sheqi Bajia, Fengjian girl."

The older boy shook his hand.

"Kassel, Chu Zihang."

The two shook hands and separated.

"I have admired you for a long time."

The childish girl smiled.

"You are Brother Lu's senior."

Chu Zihang's eyes moved.

"Lu Mingfei."

"Who, who, who!"

A head poked over from the side.

Xia Mi looked at Chu Zihang and then at Zongnu.

The girl's smart eyes are brighter than the stars.

The young girl felt as if she was blinked by something.

He subconsciously leaned back and leaned close to the back of the chair.

The young girl calmed down.

"This must be Miss Xia."

"Hello."

Xia Mi smiled happily.

The two nodded in greeting, indicating that they had met.

"Speak of it."

"You just mentioned Lu Mingfei, right?"

Xia Mi asked curiously.

"Where is he?"

The childish girl pointed behind her.

"Tamamo-mae."

Xia Mi's expression was subtle.

"I didn't expect that Senior Lu has such a hobby."

Both men in the cabin cast strange looks at Xia Mi.

Chu Zihang was baffled. He didn't know why Xia Mi suddenly lamented Lu Mingfei's hobbies. The young girl was surprised. From what Xia Mi meant, this girl seemed to know where Tamamo-mae was. Didn't this girl grow up in the Far East? As a grown up girl, how do you understand Tamamo Mae?

Xia Mi laughed and quickly changed the topic.

"That knife of yours looks so powerful!"

I have to say that Xia Mi is really good at changing topics.

As soon as the young girl's knife was mentioned, the attention of the three people present was successfully diverted.

Chu Zihang nodded.

He looked at Dojichi.

A good knife indeed.

"A gift from my brother."

Everyone can see the pride of the young girl when she said this.

The childish gaze fell on Murasame again on Chu Zihang's lap.

"This is……"

"Murasame?"

Although the young girl dropped out of high school before graduating from high school to join the fierce ghosts and become the Dragon King, low education does not mean that she has little knowledge. When it comes to ancient Japanese swords, the young girl has as much knowledge as anyone else.

Chu Zihang heard the hesitation in the girl's words.

"Imitation."

"The treasure my father gave me is broken."

"it's a pity."

The childish girl said softly.

He could understand Chu Zihang's mood very well.

If one day the boy gifted to him by his brother is cut off, the young girl feels that she will definitely be very sad, and she will have to fight again no matter how high the price is.

Chu Zihang thought of something.

He looked at the young girl and lowered his eyes.

The helicopter landed in Kanagawa.

Three people jumped down.

"What's the goal this time?"

Xia Mi asked.

"Kill people."

The young girl kicked open the iron door, and the smell of alcohol hit her face, so sweet that it made her want to vomit.

One by one, Yakuza glanced at him.

The young girl showed the family crest on her chest.

"I'll take care of the business."

"Who is your boss?"

"Get out of here!"

Yakuza looked at each other, and immediately, the wine bottles, tables, chairs and benches all flew towards the door.

The childish girl lights up her golden eyes.

"court death!"

Before he could make a move, strong winds arose from the ground, spinning, tables, chairs, benches, and wine bottles all flying upside down.

The young girl narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is the Eye of the Wind King.

What amazing controllability.

The young girl knows very well that the same language spirit, when used on different hybrids, can have completely different effects.

The C-level hybrid spirit can only cast, and sometimes even casting is a problem.

But at level A, in the hands of a hybrid, the word spirit can not only be cast stably, but can even undergo many changes.

It’s not like the young girl has never seen the Word Spirit of the Wind King’s Eyes. Although it is the upper-level Word Spirit of the Wuchen Land on the periodic table, judging from the specific effects of use, it feels that the Wind King’s Eyes are completely inferior to Wuchen. The land of dust.

The reason is that it is controllable.

Despite its low serial number, Cleanse is controllable and easy to use.

But the Eyes of the Wind King are too difficult to use. The storm is indeed very powerful, but difficult to control. It often hurts others and yourself. After all, this is reality, not fiction, and the Yanling does not have the function to automatically judge whether we are the enemy or ourselves.

What the young girl saw now was the most stable Wind King's eyes he had ever seen.

Complete control in a small house, just blowing open the tables, chairs and benches, this kind of control...

The childish girl glanced at Xia Mi. The girl was giving a thumbs up proudly.

The childish girl responded with a polite smile.

How strong is this guy's bloodline?

Chu Zihang did not light up his golden eyes.

Pull out Murasame and rush forward.

The A-level bloodline of a peak body-refining family is more than enough.

The young girl was secretly frightened.

Is this Brother Lu’s friend?

The childish golden eyes lit up.

I can't be looked down upon either.

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