Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

"Is that so... Maybe what the old woman said is true." After laughing for a long time, Fuma Kotaro straightened his back slowly, and said faintly.

"What's right?" Caesar couldn't understand the meaning of Fuma Kotaro's words.

"The things that old woman in my family said, maybe men really don't understand what love is, or maybe I'm the only one who doesn't understand." Fumo Kotaro said slowly, "I did pursue her when I was young, so to speak In fact, I almost forgot what she looked like when she was old, because I didn't want to look at her directly, I only vaguely remembered that she smelled like rotten dead wood."

"But the old woman was completely different when she was young. I remember her appearance when she was young. At that time, she was also a first-class beauty. Her legs were slender and long like willow branches in summer. I was fascinated by her long legs. Attractive." Fumo Kotaro said with a full face of reminiscence, "I like to see her stepping on the motorcycle, she likes to go fast, at that time I thought this woman was really cool, who wouldn't like such a cool woman What? At that time, I swore in my heart that I would definitely chase this woman."

Caesar nodded in deep agreement, his mind was full of Nono driving a fast car...Nono, Yabuki Sakura, and Shutoku Mai...the women who he knew who drove fast were indeed very cool up.

"I am a man with strong self-esteem and desire to win. The old woman was the same when she was young. I also learned motorcycles for her." Fuma Kotaro said, "The balance of ninjas is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I learned It didn’t take long for me to master the motorcycle skills better than hers, but I didn’t tell her, on the contrary, I deliberately lost to her in every race.”

"It's not because of taking care of the girl's self-esteem, is it?" Caesar looked at Fuma Kotaro and said, "Mr. Fuma lost to his wife because he wanted to win her in the end, right?"

"Mr. Gattuso, you understand very well." Fuma Kotaro winked at Caesar, like squatting on the side of the street discussing girls and like-minded friends, "The last time I raced was at Mount Kuntori, which is the highest mountain near Tokyo. , located at the junction of Saitama Prefecture and Yamanashi Prefecture, at an altitude of more than 2000 meters, and the mountain road is rugged. We agreed that the person who ran to the shrine halfway up the mountain first was the winner, and the loser had to agree to the winner’s request unconditionally. I had never beaten her before that, and she made a bold statement before the race that she would completely conquer that steep mountain road, and conquer me together... She twisted the accelerator with confidence, and then I was left behind."

"The result of the competition was undoubtedly that I won. We spent a wonderful night together in the shrine that day, and the next day I carried her back to Fuma's house, as if announcing to the world that this is me. A woman who conquers with ability.” Fumo Kotaro paused, and when he said this, his tone was like a young man in high spirits, and then he became confused and vicissitudes, “There is no doubt that I loved her at that time, But how long did this last? One year? Two years? Or the third year... I don't know, I don't know when I started to feel indifferent to this woman I used to chase after no matter what. It's annoying, she is still very young, but I think she is getting more and more unattractive, and she hasn't ridden a motorcycle since she married into Feng Mo's family."

"A woman fell in love with a man, and eventually sacrificed everything to become his vassal, but in exchange for the man's dislike and betrayal." Sakurai Nanami said coldly, "Not only Mrs. Fuma, but also me and those who are more Young girl... are you really in love with someone in particular? No, you're always after something fresher and more exciting."

"Maybe Aiko... No, maybe what you said, Patriarch Sakurai, is right. I'm already so old, but I don't understand love." Fuma Kotaro said in a low voice, "A few nights ago I I went into the mountain alone and visited the old woman’s grave. I didn’t tell her about the major events that happened in the Sheqiba family and my troubles. I just imagined her appearance when she was young, and imagined that she was still the one riding a motorcycle. A cool young girl, chatted with her, and then said goodbye... Oh yes, her tombstone is a stone sculpture of a motorcycle, which she requested during her lifetime, with photos of her racing on it, majestic Yeah, like a cowgirl."

Fumo Kotaro's voice was not low, and the gangsters present should have heard it clearly, but contrary to before, those discussions disappeared.

Caesar just nodded, daring to admit the absurd things he did when he was young in front of so many subordinates, even if the two sides are in a hostile position, it does not prevent him from respecting the old Patriarch... and listening silently It is the greatest respect for this old man.

"I am talking about this with Mr. Gattuso, not to justify the absurd things I did when I was young, but to tell you that this is a patriarch, an ordinary person with flesh and blood." Kotaro Fumo looked at Kai Sarah's eyes said, "I will show timidity and make mistakes. When I was young, I strictly forbade people in my family to discuss these things because I have been avoiding them. But now if you plan to blackmail me with the mistakes I made in the past, then I will I will take the initiative to expose my weakness to you."

"Why?" Caesar asked puzzled.

"Because even if you know where my weakness is, you can't touch it. The identity of the Patriarch of the Fengmo family has long put a layer of hard armor on me. As the patriarch, I can give up my hard work for most of my life. With the savings I have saved, as the head of the house, I can give up those girls with smooth thighs and the fragrance of flowers all over their bodies. As the head of the house, I can give up those old guys who have been with me for more than 60 years... You can give up, what else can you threaten me with?"

Caesar could feel something called "enlightenment" emanating from the old man at this moment. Fuma Kotaro's words were not false. He dared to expose all his weaknesses frankly, which meant that he had already cooperated with the old man. Farewell to the Fuma Kotaro of ordinary people... Now standing in front of Caesar and the others, the Fuma Kotaro symbolizes the will of the entire Fuma family.

Fuma Kotaro lifted his kimono from the middle, a half-sheathed dagger hung from the waist of his white coat, half of the white blade was exposed, the blade end was hidden in the sheath, tied with a thin red string, With a knot that can be pulled off at any time... If there is a fight, this short sword does not look like a good weapon at all.

"Don't the Japanese understand the truth that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger? Not to mention that a knife is slower than a gun, isn't this short knife too small?" Fingel muttered softly, "Using this thing to fight with people will only make you die more Hurry up?"

"That's not an ordinary short knife, nor is it used for fighting. Its name is 'Huaijian', which means a sword that only stabs one's own arms. As the name suggests, it is used to kill oneself, and it cuts one's own belly. , so its hilt and blade are designed to be held against the edge.” Chu Zihang explained to Finger, “When the situation was turbulent in the last years of the Shogunate, big men and warriors would often carry swords with them, so as to Come and show the enemy that they are determined to die."

"Patriarch Feng Mo's awareness, we all see it, and we respect it." The voice came from Gao Tianyuan's door, and Lu Mingfei slowly walked into the wind and rain, "But you have your awareness, and we also have our bottom line. "

"What's your bottom line?" Fumo Kotaro's eyes fell on Lu Mingfei, he sized up the young man with sharp eyes, his sharp blade-like eyes seemed to want to dissect Lu Mingfei.

But Fuma Kotaro gradually began to frown, and the frown became deeper... because he found that he couldn't see through this young man at all.

"Our bottom line is that we will not hand over Erika, and we will not let Erika show up. Where she wants to stay is her freedom, and whoever she wants to be with is also her freedom. You have no right to interfere." Lu Mingfei's voice was resolute, "You will never try to put her in that cage-like room again."

The faces of Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami sank at the same time, the scene froze again, and the situation seemed to have returned to the original point again.

"It's not just Erika, senior brother and Kazama Liuli are also our bottom line." Lu Mingfei looked at the two patriarchs, Fumo Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami, and said in an uncompromising tone, "You can't take Chu Zihang away today, and you can't take him away either. Zoufengjian Liuli, I don't care if you talk about the old stories, understand them with reason, or send out so many people to oppress us, we will not hand over anyone, this is our bottom line, on the bottom line Not negotiable."

"Do you still remember what I said at the beginning?" Fuma Kotaro said coldly, "I said we are not here to negotiate, but to settle accounts. This is a debt owed by your Kassel College , although we are gangsters, we are reasonable, we have a strong side, but we also took the initiative to give in, showing our sincerity to you."

"That's not sincerity, it's just your wishful thinking." Lu Mingfei said lightly, "You have no right to interfere with Erika's freedom, Tachibana Masamune was not killed by senior brother, and we didn't regard Kazama Ruri as The dragon king of the demons, he is our friend."

"Lu Jun, you still don't understand. Many times things have already happened, and it has become an established fact in the eyes of everyone. The truth is often not so many people care about it. I am willing to use my ability to find the truth. , but my ability alone is limited, and I can't stop the general trend... Do you know what is the general trend?" Fuma Kotaro said something meaningful, and he pointed to the dark crowd behind him, "This is called the general trend. "

"Stop negotiating terms with us, take a step back, the abyss is behind the family... within three days, send Miss Erika back to the family, and hand over Chu Zihang and Kazama Liuli to us, so we don't want to hurt them." Life, this is the family's ultimatum!" Fumo Kotaro took a step forward and asked slowly, "Do you know what will happen if you fight against the Snake Qiba family?"

As soon as Fuma Kotaro finished speaking, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out one after another in the crowd, and one after another the loud machine amplification made people's hairs stand up in the rainy street in the middle of the night.

"I also told you that none of us will pay. This is our bottom line. We don't want to push forward, but our bottom line will not give an inch!" Lu Mingfei said without giving in, "You ask us Do you know the fate of going against the Bajia of Snakes... Then do you know the fate of touching the bottom line of our Kassel Academy?"

Before Lu Mingfei could finish his sentence, two figures rushed out at the same time...it was Chu Zihang and Finger.

Chu Zihang came to Sakurai Nanami's side at lightning speed. Just as Sakurai Nanami was about to resist, a cold and deadly breath came from her neck, and the blade of a black long knife stuck firmly to her. On the skin of her throat was Chu Zihang's Cunyu.

Same as Sakurai Nanami's situation, Fingel also jumped out to Fuma Kotaro. Fuma Kotaro's reaction was faster than Sakurai Nanami's. He subconsciously prepared himself for the sudden sneak attack.

The katana slipped out of the cuff of the kimono. Even though the times are advancing, the tradition of the Fuma family has continued to this day. Ninjas always carry knives with them. Kotaro Fuma slashed at the joints of Fingel's arm with the katana. It was very difficult to deal with, so he looked for the most tricky angle when he shot. With Finger's forward posture, it is reasonable to say that his elbow joint cannot be avoided.

If Fuma Kotaro stabbed an ordinary person with this knife, his arm would be crippled immediately, but even Fuma Kotaro didn't expect that when the tip of the short knife was about to pierce Fingel's skin, the opponent's elbow joint turned in a completely different direction. Twisting in a reasonable direction, the short knife just scratched the opponent's suit jacket.

Fuma Kotaro's blow failed, and Finger's big hand grabbed his shoulder. Fuma Kotaro was not afraid at all. All of them ninjas have practiced the technique of "shrinking bones". The principle is to soften their bones with water first. Then compress the joint position between the bone seams, so even if it is caught by others, it can shrink like a flexible earthworm, and then slide away.

But Finger's palm landed on Fuma Kotaro's shoulder, instantly pressing down on the old man's shoulder. Fuma Kotaro didn't expect that this young man with the most unattractive appearance could have such great strength, the palm force would almost kill him. The shoulder was crushed... But the next moment, Fuma Kotaro discovered something that surprised him even more.

His bones... can't shrink!

Of course, the king of ninjas is not because he has not mastered the bone shrinkage technique, but because Fingal's fingers are firmly clasped on both sides of his shoulder blade joints, like two hard iron pincers, forcibly restraining Fuma Kotaro's shoulder bones It felt as if... this young man knew their ninja housekeeping skills very well.