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Chapter 322 Herzog’s red tears of despair fell!

Chapter 322 Herzog’s red tears of despair fell!

"Children!"

With blood and tears still remaining in the corners of his eyes, Yuan Zhisheng could only raise his right hand feebly as he watched the man he regarded as his father being strung up in the air like a roasted duck.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Why do you do this!"

"If you want revenge, just come to me! Dad just chose me. I was the one who was sorry for you that day!"

Ever since Minamoto could remember, he and his younger brother had been living in a small town in Shikatori. They were the adopted sons of a family whose adoptive father was an ordinary mountain man.

He is very smart and knew very early that he was fostered here. It was at that time that he met a man who always went to the mountains to spend weekends. The man always carried Coke, taught him yoga and swordsmanship, and took him to climb mountains together. The two of them drank clear spring water by the mountain spring. .

That man is Tachibana Masamune.

During Yuan Zhisheng's graduation ceremony, he won the first place with undisputed results, but he stood on the medal podium and looked down. Everyone looked at him, a child of the underworld, with resistance, and no one applauded him. .

It was Masamune Tachibana who drove into the academy with more than a dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars. Surrounded by a group of men in black, he came up to him, called him "Master" and took him away from there.

It was this man who appeared from nowhere twenty years ago and injected a powerful medicine into the fierce ghosts that were almost exterminated by the eight Sheqi families.

He told Yuan Zhisheng that there are some things that you can't escape just by trying to escape. Let's do some men's business with him.

Anyone with good intentions, after learning about all the inhumane evil deeds committed by this group of evil ghosts, can't help but support the decisive actions of the black trench coats of the Executive Department.

After these people who were once weak have awakened, they have to humiliate even weaker people in order to gain satisfaction and happiness from it...

Without waiting for Yuan Zhisheng's reply, Yuan Zhisheng smiled slightly: "Tachibana Masamune also appeared in the Sheqi Eighth Clan twenty years ago. He claimed to be a distant branch of the Tachibana family, but as far as I know, the bloodline of the upper three families was earlier. It’s been cut off.”

The evolution potion flowing out of his hand can help ghosts gain stronger power without losing their minds in the first place.

"The king general's existence is like the patriarch of the fierce ghosts. He guides the fierce ghosts to fight against the eight Sheqi families. He has a tacit understanding with the patriarch of the eight Sheqi families who leads the executive bureau to kill out-of-control evil ghosts."

They are the worst remnants that have been born in the darkness of this country for thousands of years, evil beasts that do not want to be spared, evil ghosts and ghosts that have escaped human nature.

This is the reason why the hybrid organization "Fierce Ghosts" was born. It can even be said to be inevitable under some kind of oppression.

Could it be that I wanted to eat ramen too much?

He is more powerful than anyone he has ever seen, and more terrifying than any evil ghost. He is like a ghost who wants to burn everything in front of him, and he only comes for revenge. In Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, his brother crawled back from hell, in order to take revenge on him, in order to burn everything about him to ashes.

Listening to his words, Yuan Zhisheng was once again convinced of the identity of the strange but familiar young man in front of him.

In this country…

So today, Yuan Zhisheng stands at the top of the Far East underworld with him.

The Uesugoshi elementary school student who was squatting on the ground raised his right hand like a question and shouted: "I can prove this!"

Amidst the screams that sounded like background music, Minamoto Naoko raised her fair neck, smiled and looked at Tachibana Masamune, whose face was distorted by pain.

Hybrids who are mentally abnormal and unable to control their dragon blood are called ghosts.

What can he prove, what qualifications does he have?

"Brother, you should have heard this man say that our biological father was a big shot in the underworld, but he is already dead, right?"

"It was never you."

The existence of Tachibana Masamune changed his life. Even though Tachibana Masamune told him that he was not his father, in Minamoto's eyes, his father was more qualified than anyone else.

Tachibana Masamune became the patriarch of the eight Sheqi families respected by everyone. He became the head of the Minamoto family, director of the Executive Bureau, and the "Amaterasu" who was respected by everyone.

Without him, Yuan Zhisheng felt that he was still the child who was fostered in other people's homes. When he grew up, he might only be able to work in a car repair shop or deliver tofu.

But today, everything in front of him was overturned once again.

The evil spirits who were born in the shadow of the huge hybrid system of the Sheqi Eight Family but were abandoned due to instability gradually formed a terrorist organization to fight against them as time went by.

But at this moment... he collapsed to the ground due to the side effects of Yan Ling.

Yuan Zhisheng's brain was itching. He looked at the old man dressed as a ramen chef over there. For a moment, he couldn't figure out why such a funny character appeared in this nightmare.

But this is by no means to affirm the rationality of the existence of fierce ghosts. On the contrary, after becoming a rebel, the first people to be harmed are often ordinary people everywhere.

But more than anything, he just wanted to be by his side.

But looking at her brother who looked like he was about to crush his teeth, Yuan Zhennu just shook her head and said softly: "Brother... you made a mistake. I do want revenge. But the object of my revenge..."

Yuan Zhisheng pretended to be a man and said "ok" to him.

"It's also 'twenty years'. Brother, did you think of anything when you heard this time?"

Like a nightmare, Yuan Zhennu, covered in blood, appeared in front of him, with unparalleled killing intent.

"Brother, let me tell you a story."

The leader of this group of evil ghosts, the "Fierce Ghosts", is the "King General".

Because of this, these evil beasts can only be called "ghosts".

From those eyes, he did not see the calmness he once had, but only saw endless resentment and hatred.

The evil spirits who had tasted the sweetness were ecstatic at that time. They were in awe of this man who had both strategy and iron fist, so the "King General" became the leader of the evil spirits.

The source was young and shed tears of blood.

How inferior.

When Yuan Jingnu talked about this secret that only the two brothers knew, her smile showed a little more reminiscence and warmth.

"One night you found me in the room and secretly told me this, with a very frightened expression. You said to me, 'I want to be a partner of justice, how can I be the child of a big man in the underworld?' Then I Just hold you and say, 'It doesn't matter, whether you are a partner of justice or a gangster, we will be together.'"

He only told this matter to his younger brother, not even to Tachibana Masamune. Because he felt it was embarrassing for a man to say such things. Probably the only one in the world who didn't look at him with strange eyes was Yuan Zhinu. After Yuan Zhinu's death, he hid everything in his heart.

Yuan Zhisheng's voice dropped, and his brows were full of sadness: "Why do you say these..."

But even he himself didn't notice that he felt a little relaxed deep in his heart. Perhaps for him, the fact that his brother had not forgotten the time he spent with him was more reassuring than the torture he had suffered.

"Although I say this, you may not be able to accept it for a while."

Minamoto Chime pointed at Uesugoshi, and then sighed: "Actually... he is our biological father."

"The head of the previous generation of the eight Seraki families, the last emperor before us, Uesugi Koshi of the Uesugi clan."

"The blood of our brothers, as well as Eri Uesugi, all come from him."

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Seeing his son's stunned expression, Uesugoshi immediately lowered his head in shame. Zero on the side took out a camera at some point and recorded this rare scene in front of him.

She could quite understand the sense of disparity Minamoto was feeling at the moment. The old man Uesugoshi did not look very good.

Dressed like a ramen chef who has lost his village, his whole body is filled with an air of being abandoned by the times. Even though his face can still vaguely see a bit of handsomeness when he was young, now he is more of a decadent person who has been depressed and frustrated. So he squeezed aside.

There is no comparison with Tachibana Masamune, a middle-aged and temperamental man who has been serving as the boss of the underworld for twenty years.

Not to mention that Yuan Zhisheng also has a childhood filter. Young people are always nostalgic for the past, and they will never forget the person who appeared at the lowest point in his life.

Alas, young man.

Zero, who was actually old enough to be a mother, sighed silently in his heart.

"It's hopeless. It's going to happen in a short period of time."

She felt that the problem between Tachibana Masamune and Minamoto Zhisheng could not be solved with a few words, and it would be useless no matter how eloquent Minamoto Zhisheng was.

Because Minamoto Chisheng trusts Tachibana Masamune more than he trusts Minamoto Chisei.

But - it doesn't matter.

Her eyes were as cold as the Siberian wind.

The real [facts] will not be distorted.

No matter how beautifully packaged a lie is, it will only become uglier and disgusting when exposed. They now have more powerful power than lies and can lift the veil of hypocrisy.

Pure violence can destroy Tachibana Masamune's disguise.

Yuan Zhennu controlled the blood and continuously generated thorns as hard as iron in the man's body, accurately stimulating every nerve in him.

While testing what he had learned in the professor's class, he said with relief, "To me, you are the leader of the fierce ghosts. To my brother, you are the snake Qiba who changed his destiny and led the leaderless group. The family has returned to its former glory..."

"Maybe I shouldn't call you General Wang, but something else?"

He raised his right index finger and showed an innocent smile like a child: "How many faces are there...under your mask?"

In this short period of time, Tachibana Masamune's screams had become almost hoarse.

This has nothing to do with whether he is a tough guy who abides by bushido or whether he has undergone any KGB special attack training.

The torture that Yuan Jingnu inflicted on him produced pain beyond what humans could bear.

The pain was like using a small saw to cut off the fingers of both hands bit by bit from the center, and then stuffing the towel that was twisted to the limit into his intestines, forcing him to use his lungs and mouth to give birth.

This set of revenge punishments specially prepared for this day only lasted less than ten seconds, and Tachibana Masamune was already pissing and peeing.

"Well! You guy, you dirty bastard, you... um! You! Ahhhh!"

The world in front of him had been distorted by the severe pain and became blurry, and he spoke inarticulate and distorted words.

Under the wholehearted control of Yuan Zhinu, every groove in his brain was filled with "pain" of different tastes... But he was having a lucid dream and was forced to open his eyes wide. Perfectly bearing the pain every minute.

"It doesn't matter if you want to commit suicide."

"I am absolutely capable of making you endure the cruelest pain in the world while curing all your injuries."

The young man's smiling voice drove him completely into hell.

Controlling the power of dreams and memories, Yuan Zongnu is the one among the trio in the boys' dormitory who is best at treating others.

The power of dreams can even transcend death.

If he didn't allow Tachibana Masamune to die, even if Tachibana Masamune planted a bomb in his heart, he could repair it intact and make him suffer ten times or even more pain.

This is real... "despair".

Masamune Tachibana, no, maybe he should be called "Herzog".

How can a person who always regards himself as a chess player and regards everyone except himself as his own chess piece endure such pain and such insult?

Not far away, Yuan Zhisheng stared at him with wide eyes. His worried eyes and anxious shouts were like a dull saw falling on his heart, tearing it back and forth.

The more Yuan Zhisheng trusts him and worries about him, it proves that his strategy is so perfect.

He completely played this stupid big boy in the palm of his hand. Even if he said that he killed Yuan Zhisheng's "biological father", Yuan Zhisheng would surely take the initiative to imagine a reasonable reason for him.

Perhaps he had reasons why he had to do this, or perhaps he was burdened with some unknown sin. In his eyes, Tachibana Masamune was such a glorious existence.

This once made him extremely happy. It was the ultimate happiness brought by being a "weak" and playing with the life of a "strong"... He felt like he had become a god who could control the fate of the emperor. The chosen one who is destined to ascend to the throne of the Supreme God and rule the entire world...

But his god-like existence was undergoing inhuman torture at the moment.

The Executor is another pawn in his plan.

The younger brother who he regarded as the perfect satire of fratricide.

The boy used to be extremely weak, and he controlled his body and personality to commit numerous murders. At that time, Yuan Jingnu, whose hands were stained with blood, cried in her heart and shouted for her brother to save me, but she was eventually killed by her brother whom she trusted and attached to...

Every time he thinks of this tragedy caused by his own hands, Herzog's heart becomes even more joyful, ecstatic, and exciting to the climax!

That's why he often plays the role of "Tachibana Masamune" by Minamoto's side.

As for Kazama Ruri, who was controlled by him in all aspects, he just took out some puppets and Kagemusha who had been brainwashed and filled with memories by him to deal with the problem.

Whenever Yuan Zhisheng is in pain, self-blame, and feels tired and tired of everything about himself... he is like a crow devouring carrion, happily pecking at the regret of defeat in Yuan Zhisheng.

His bones were soaked with this rotten smell, but he was complacent about the filthiness of it all.

Therefore, when the chess pieces overturned the chessboard and wantonly tortured him, a ghoul who regarded himself as a god...

For Herzog, this was more difficult to accept than any physical pain——

"The ultimate insult".

At this time, the boundless insults were gnawing at his heart crazily. Herzog's tears flew out together with his feces and urine, and all his teeth had already been bitten to pieces by himself.

"——Damn it ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Vermilion blood tears overflowed from the corners of his crazy and bloodshot eyes, sliding down slowly.

(End of this chapter)

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