Baojian

Chapter 518
"This...this is too amazing, isn't it?"

Although there are also legends such as Yamamoto no Okami in Japan, as people like Yamamoto who live in modern times, no matter where they have seen such miraculous swordsmanship, they were frightened to the point of splitting their livers and gallbladders.

"Although I look down on the Chinese, their inheritance is unmatched by us in Japan..."

Kikujiro's emotions have completely stabilized at this time. After realizing the true meaning of the way of swordsmanship, he who was originally full of hostility, his whole body is like rebirth from Nirvana, exuding a dusty aura from the inside out.

"Thousands of roads lead to the Dao. I chose to enter the Dao with killing, and I chose the right one." Kikujiro laughed out loud. He was originally a martial idiot, and he was bloodthirsty all his life.

But when he reached a bottleneck, he was still unable to break through. After twenty years, he finally broke through that shackle today, and his life level has improved.

"Master Kikujiro, what about... about Nakagawa?"

Although seeing Kikujiro in a good mood, Yamamoto's attitude was still extremely respectful in the face of this killing god, and he almost pressed his forehead to the ground and asked about Nakagawa.

"You all get up and talk." Kikujiro flicked his sleeves, and Yamamoto and others felt an invisible force, lifting their upper bodies.

"I had a son in my 90s, and I'm almost 30 years old now. For the past [-] years, I have always loved Nakagawa. Do you know why?" Kikujiro asked, stroking the blade of the sword on his lap.

"I don't know, please enlighten Master Kikujiro..."

Takeshi Yamamoto and the others looked at each other. Is there any need to ask why?Naturally, he will be pampered when he is old, but Kikujiro has always acted differently from ordinary people, so they naturally dare not guess at will.

"I have pursued the way of swords all my life, and when I was 60 years old, I couldn't make any progress. I always felt that there was still a world above my current state, but I couldn't enter it."

Kikujiro smiled, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "I entered the Tao with killing, and I have no relatives in my life. This is always a pity for me. I always think that if you can't get rid of this mental barrier, you can't break through... "

"30 years ago, I had Zhongchuan, and I obeyed him in every possible way. In fact, I wanted to kill him with my own hands, so as to break through the obstacles in my heart, but I still couldn't do it. The death of Zhongchuan this time is really God's will... ..."

"What? I gave birth to a son, just to kill it with my own hands?"

Yamamoto Yuken and others, who were listening to Kikujiro's story with all their attention, suddenly felt a chill all over their bodies when they heard Kikujiro's words, and their bodies trembled slightly.

As the saying goes, tiger poison does not eat children, but Kikujiro actually wanted to use his son's life as a driving force for his breakthrough in the way of swordsmanship. This person's heart is really different from ordinary people.

Moreover, Kikujiro actually did it. After hearing the news of Nakagawa's death, he really broke through the 30-year barrier that had fettered him and entered a new realm.

"Master Kikujiro is persevering, congratulations!" Although he wanted to flatter Kikujiro, Yamamoto Yukatsu really didn't know what to say, so he could only compliment him dryly.

"My heart is clear, so those geisha don't need to send them here in the future." Kikujiro said, "These years of cultivating your mind with trivial matters in the world have brought you a lot of trouble..."

"Don't bother, don't bother, Kikujiro-sama's affairs are Yamaguchi-gumi's affairs..."

Hearing Kikujiro's words, Yamamoto Yukino was frightened. He didn't know whether what Kikujiro said was right or irony. In the past, this old boy always blamed the geisha he sent for not being good-looking.

"I want to explore the way of heaven in the future, and I won't be polluted by the world of mortals again." After this breakthrough, Kikujiro did have a feeling of ecstasy, and his whole person became different.

"Hay, my lord, but if you have any orders, please give me instructions!"

Yamamoto took a peek at Kikujiro, and found that the other party didn't seem to be talking ironically, so he was relieved.

"That kid Zhongchuan is my blood after all, so he can't just die in vain."

Kikujiro sighed, and said, "Since it was the mafia who killed Nakagawa, let their godfather pay for his life, Zhijian-kun, I will leave this matter to you..."

Kikujiro was an anomaly in Japan, he was extremely murderous, and in 90 and [-], he made frequent attacks, and he was no stranger to gangsters from all over the world.

Kikujiro knew that although the Yamaguchi-gumi was powerful, the mafia was not created by persimmons, especially in Europe and America, where its power was greater than that of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Therefore, even if there is a full-scale war, I am afraid that the mafia will not be completely wiped out, so the next best thing is to kill the godfather of the mafia.

After hearing Kikujiro's words, although his heart was bitter, Yamamoto Yukino nodded and agreed: "Hay, Lord Kikujiro, I will definitely use the head of the mafia godfather to pay homage to Nakagawa-kun..."

The all-out war with the mafia a few days ago has already caused heavy losses to the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the foundation in the United States is almost shaken, and Yamamoto's Ken was even warned by the relevant departments of the United States.

Under such circumstances, to assassinate the godfather of the mafia would be no less than adding fuel to the flames. Takeshi Yamamoto could even imagine the severe blow that the Yamaguchi-gumi would face in the United States.

However, Kikujiro's orders, Yamamoto's Ken did not dare to disobey. Although his father was the founder of the Yamaguchi-gumi, Kikujiro has been the spiritual leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi for more than half a century.

What's more, so far, some important foundations of the Yamaguchi-gumi are all under the name of Kikujiro, so as long as Kikujiro says a word, the entire Yamaguchi-gumi will change.

"Okay, you guys go back!"

Kikujiro waved his hand, indicating that Yamamoto and others can leave. After several people got up, Kikujiro said leisurely: "Life is really lonely without a peak to climb..."

"lonely?"

Hearing Kikujiro's whispers, Yamamoto Yukatsu and the others almost stumbled. When their son was born, they had the intention of killing him. Can such a person not be lonely?
"President, what should we do with Kikujiro-sama's request?"

After leaving the beautiful manor, the people who came with them all let out a sigh of relief. When they were in the manor just now, they really only dared to breathe up to their throats, and they still breathed through their noses.

"How to deal with it, of course it is to get rid of that old Francis."

Yamamoto took a look at a few people angrily, and said, "Don't you want to make Kikujiro-sama dissatisfied? Think about what will happen to Maruyama-kun!"

What Yamamoto said made the other people gasp. Maruyama Village, who had been with them for decades, was beheaded by Kikujiro right in front of them. Looking back at the moment just now, the necks of several people couldn't help but feel a little tingling. Chill.

"Nakano-kun, Maruyama-kun's work will be taken over by you."

Yamamoto thought for a while, and said, "As for the assassination of Francis, the American assassin organization can take action, so that even if some people are dissatisfied, they cannot be held accountable to us."

The Yamaguchi-gumi has very important industries in Europe and the United States, so Takeshi Yamamoto did not dare to blatantly challenge the U.S. government. After thinking about it, he came up with such a method. The truth that money can make ghosts turn around is not only understood by Chinese people. .

"President Gao Ming, I will arrange this matter after I go back!" As soon as Yukatsu Yamamoto finished speaking, Saburo Nakano, who was in his 50s, fell in love with him.

You must know that taking over the work of the dead Maruyama Village will also take over the rights of Maruyama Village. In the future Yamaguchi group, Nakano Saburo will become the most powerful person under Yamamoto's Ken.

"Okay." Takeru Yamamoto glanced at several people with majestic eyes, and said, "I hope everyone will not spread the word about Maruyama-kun's death!"

"Hay!" Nakano Saburo and the others responded in unison, and when the car that picked them up drove to the gate of the manor, they fled away from this nightmare place.
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"If I knew it was an external damage, I wouldn't have added more damage to the injury."

In the United States, thousands of miles away from Japan, it was night at this time, and Qin Feng, who had been meditating for more than ten hours, slowly stood up after performing another week of exercises.

With the opening of Qin Feng's eyes, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in the dark room. This is exactly the realm of light in the empty room in the legend. It describes that when a person's cultivation reaches a certain level, the eyes will emit bright light. .

At this time, Qin Feng was both annoyed and thankful. What was annoyed was that he was too arbitrary before, thinking that the meridian was blocked, and forcibly flushing the acupoint with zhenqi, but it made the ear injury worse.

But fortunately, after Qin Feng repaired and nourished it with zhenqi, he could feel that his ears, which could not hear any sound before, now had a little sense of hearing.

According to Qin Feng's estimation, in another three to five days, he will be able to recover normal hearing, but he doesn't know whether the ear injury will affect the improvement of the six senses.

"Today should be the main match of the Gambling King Competition, right? This injury really delayed the business..."

After walking out of the room and coming to the living room, Qin Feng glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall, couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile, one of the most important purposes of his visit to the United States was actually completely forgotten.

"Huh? Brother Hao is here?"

Qin Feng, who was about to go out to get something to eat, suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his mind. Although he couldn't hear the footsteps outside the door, he knew that Chen Shihao had come to the door.

"Eh? Qin Feng, are you out?"

As soon as this idea came to Qin Feng's mind, the door was opened from the outside, and Liu Zimo came in with Chen Shihao. He knew that Qin Feng couldn't hear the doorbell, so he put the room card on his body when he went out.

"Brother Hao, come here so late, is it because of the gambling king competition?" Qin Feng smiled, patted his stomach and said: "I haven't eaten all day and night, let me order a meal from the hotel first. "

"Okay, the steak rice in this hotel is pretty good." Chen Shihao nodded, picked up a meal for Qin Feng, and ordered a bottle of French red wine.

"Qin Feng, are you okay?"

After putting down the phone, Chen Shihao looked at Qin Feng with concern on his face. He didn't know that the turmoil of American gangsters in the past few days was actually caused by Qin Feng in front of him.

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, and said: "Brother Hao, it's all right, don't worry, we will definitely get the title of gambling king this time."

"That's good. The United States is a bit chaotic during this period, but for us, it is a good opportunity."

Although Chen Shihao didn't know why there was a large-scale fight between the Mafia and the Yamaguchi-gumi, both of these two gangs had a certain influence in Las Vegas, and to some extent would have some impact on the progress of the Gambling King Contest.

But now the two gangs are having a lot of fun fighting, and many people have died in various cities. Although the fighting has stopped now, the wiping of buttocks is enough for them to be busy for a while. I guess they can't take care of the gambling king competition. up.

And the foreign gambling kings with backgrounds of these two gangs no longer had the arrogance they used to. Instead, they showed their brilliance to those small casino players from Southeast Asia in the first game yesterday.

"Brother Hao, how is Henry doing today?" Qin Feng didn't want to talk more about the gangster fight caused by him, so he changed the topic to the Gambling King Competition.

　PS: The fever reached over 39 degrees yesterday, and I was dizzy. The fever has not subsided today, so I barely wrote a chapter. Please forgive me, alas, I am 40 years old, and my body cannot be compared with that of a young man. . .

　　
　
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