Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 337 The Boy in the Thorns

A lion that has survived the struggle of natural selection in a sea of ​​blood and corpses, even if it is old, its teeth are still as sharp as a knife.

The man of the famous Angers is a lion who still has his might in old age.

He just raised his head slightly, and his temperament changed a little, and it was as if an invisible sword flew out in an instant. The girls at the table all showed alert looks at the same time.

Inuyama He's wrinkled face trembled slightly, but his eyes were still as sharp as a sword.

"Principal, I think the principle of reciprocity is also a common practice in the world of European aristocrats, right? I specially asked all my goddaughters to welcome you, set up a grand banquet, and arranged wonderful programs..."

"But it seems that you don't appreciate it at all and are ready to overturn the table directly?" Inuyama He's voice suddenly turned cold.

Hearing this, Angers smiled and shook his head, then picked up his glass nonchalantly: "Ahe, you should remember the negotiations in 1946, right?"

"At that time, I came to Japan to negotiate with you on behalf of Kassel College. You treated me to a sushi dinner on behalf of the Snake Eight Family. It was also in a Japanese-style room like this one. You also found a group of beautiful women to accompany you. To be honest, when I first walked into this Japanese-style room, I felt like I was back in 1946. What a pity..."

Inuyama He frowned: "What a pity?"

"I thought you would have improved after a few decades, but I didn't expect you to still be so naive and stupid."

Ange's tone was filled with disappointment and a hint of sarcasm.

The corner of Inuyama He's eyes twitched, as if a poisonous snake was jumping in it.

He took two deep breaths and suppressed his anger: "Principal, are you planning to become an enemy of the Sheqi Eight Clan?"

"Aha, stop flattering yourself." Angé took a sip of wine and waved his hand lazily.

"The Sheqi Eight Clan is no longer the Sheqi Eight Clan of 1946, but you are still the same as you were then. Do you think that the current Sheqi Eight Clan can still be represented by a pimp like you?"

Before Inuyama He could react, Angé's voice rang out again.

"If you think about it, there are actually some differences. After all, you can now pimp for various big stars."

"But don't think you're superior just because you can associate with a celebrity. That's something young people would do."

"I made some powerful friends, attended a few high-end social parties, and hooked up with a few big stars... Then I felt so great, as if I had the power of the world."

"Oh, this is really stupid."

Having said that, Angé put down his wine glass, and an undisguised sarcasm appeared on his usually elegant face.

"Ah He, you are no longer a young man. You are so old that you are about to die."

Listening to Ange's rapid-fire sharp words, Inuyama He's face had already turned ashen.

He waved his hand violently, and the girls at the table quickly stepped back and knelt on both sides with their backs against the wall.

This is the rule in Japan. When men are talking about serious matters, there is never a place for women at the table.

"Oh!"

Inuyama He placed his palm on the table and slowly raised his body, looking as ferocious as a cheetah about to hunt.

"Hilbert Jean-Anger! Since you already know that the current Snake Eight Clan is no longer as weak as it was in 1946, don't you think you are a little arrogant?"

"Do you think you can handle the entire Snake Family alone?!"

Angé waved his hand calmly, as if he didn't care about Inuyama He's threat: "It's still a bit difficult to take down all eight families, but it shouldn't be a problem to wipe out three or four families at random." "After all, I'm old."

"You!" Inuyama He's eyes widened with anger and he slammed the table and stood up.

However, Ange's next words made him lose his strength instantly.

"Besides, you're a pimp who wants to restore his old master, why do you have to pretend that you're on the side of Tachibana Masamune? Why don't you just call that bastard Uesugi Yue to come out and talk to me?"

There was a hint of genuine sympathy in Ange's eyes when he looked at Inuyama He, but his tone was still extremely sarcastic: "He, you still haven't learned to be mature at all."

"You arranged this extravagant scene, using the Eight Snake Clans as your banner, hugging women on both sides, and talking to me about the overall situation and friendship like an old gangster. Then, when things go wrong, you turn hostile and act aggressive. What are you trying to do by doing all these things? To prove to me that you have grown up? That you can control your own voice?"

"You have no idea what kind of monster you are facing. Do you think I don't know that you idiots are descendants of the White King?"

Hearing this, Inuyama He suddenly raised his head, his hair and beard stood up, and his pupils shrank suddenly: "You knew this a long time ago!? How do you know this!?"

"There is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world. I know much more than you think. Where is that old man Uesugi Yue? Ask him to come out and talk to me."

After saying that, Ange picked up a piece of fish belly, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully without saying anything else.

An atmosphere of silence quietly spread in the Japanese-style room.

Inuyama He was silent for a long time before speaking again, his tone softening and pleading: "Principal, we have no way out, please stop pushing us, we..."

Before Inuyama He could finish his words, Angé's shout suddenly rang out.

"Aha!"

Ange's voice was so loud that it sounded like a lion roaring in this small Japanese-style room!

Inuyama He raised his head instantly, looking a little panicked.

"In 1946 you had nothing but a lowly pimp pimping for American troops in Japan."

"Your two sisters have become playthings of the US military, and you are the only male left in the Inuyama family."

"But at that time, you had the courage to stand up to the guns of the US military and ask for the money that the cheap prostitute deserved for her body, even if you were beaten all over your body. But what about now!?"

"You have everything now, power, status, and women, but where is your backbone? Are you going to surrender and compromise when facing a strong enemy?"

"Where have you been for the past sixty-five years?"

After saying that, Ange slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a ferocious tiger head on his left wrist and a Yaksha's ghost face on his right hand. The tattoo was based on indigo and supplemented with cinnabar, which was ferocious and gorgeous.

The girls around them suddenly widened their eyes.

They simply couldn't believe that the principal, a gentleman who graduated from Cambridge, had a tattoo!

And they are the highest-level Tiger and Yasha in the Japanese underworld!
"Principal, I..." Inuyama He stood up.

Ange drew out his folding knife, ignored Inuyama He, and looked towards the door: "It's very rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, don't you think?"

Before he finished speaking, the Word Spirit said: Time is zero, the field explodes!

(End of this chapter)