Dragon Clan: Dragon Slayer Wizard, professional dragon slayer

Chapter 145 Send it to Gattuso

Japan, Osaka, Mount Kongo.

Yuan Zhisheng turned around and looked directly at the young man beside him, with a hint of disbelief on his face, and asked slowly and solemnly:

"what did you just say?"

Long Kui raised his eyes slightly, lowered his head slightly, then looked up at Yuan Zhisheng in front of him, and said calmly:

"I mean, your brother is probably not dead."

"Impossible!" Yuan Zhisheng's voice suddenly rose an octave higher, and the violent movement immediately attracted the attention of Eri Yi, who was sitting on the boulder on the edge of the cliff.

The head of the Uesugi family couldn't help but hug the purple Mammon, and turned around with dark red eyes in confusion.

She didn't understand why her brother suddenly had such a big reaction.

"I obviously... saw him buried with my own eyes." Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly, so hard that the muscles in his upper body couldn't stop trembling.

"But I did meet your brother." Long Kui looked at Yuan Zhisheng, whose mood swings were getting bigger and bigger, and said with a calm face, not affected by the other person's feelings at all.

"Where?" After hearing the words of the young man beside him, the young master of the Yuan family suddenly raised his head and asked succinctly with sharp eyes.

"The home of all the fierce ghosts, the Paradise Pavilion." Long Kui didn't act like a riddler and answered simply:
"You know that I have been there some time ago. In that sinful place of extreme luxury, I met a person who looks very similar to you, but his appearance is even more..."

"Beautiful." Yuan Zhisheng took the other person's words expressionlessly.

"Yes, it is indeed beautiful." Long Kui nodded:
"Although I really don't want to use the word beautiful to describe men, that person gave me the feeling that he was born for this word. Although I only met him once, his appearance was indeed deeply influenced by the word 'beautiful'. It stuck in my mind.”

After saying that, he pointed at his head with his finger and said softly.

After Yuan Zhisheng listened, he couldn't help but fell into silence.

After a moment, he didn't speak, his steps moved slightly, he turned around, raised his legs and started to walk down the mountain.

"Where are you going?" Long Kui was startled when he saw the other party suddenly turning around and leaving, and then quickly turned around and asked.

"Go back and arrest the fierce ghosts." Yuan Zhisheng did not hesitate due to the other party's inquiry. He just raised an arm and waved, and then said expressionlessly:
"Eri will be left to you for the time being. Please return her to Genji Heavy Industries before five o'clock in the afternoon. Please."

After saying that, Yuan Zhisheng didn't hesitate at all, his long black windbreaker rustled on the shady steps, and he walked straight down the mountain with his tall figure.

Long Kui, on the other hand, looked at the underworld young master who suddenly changed his mind, with a trace of confusion on his face.

Then he turned his head and looked forward, just in time to meet Eriki's big blinking eyes. Both of them looked at each other with a blank look on their faces.

……

At the foot of the mountain, a brand new black Hummer was parked on the side of the road. Sakura, wearing a black suit, sat expressionlessly in the driver's seat, calmly enduring the noisy movements of the two assholes in the back seat.

"Yaksha, how long do you think it will take for the young master and the others to come down?"

"I don't know. I guess we have to wait until the sun fully appears."

"Oh, there's nothing in this place where the bird doesn't poop. It's better to just faint and pretend to be dead."

In the back row, two bastards, Yaksha and Crow, were belching smoke and talking nonsense without saying a word.

But Sakura just endured silently and looked straight ahead, without a trace of fluctuation on her delicate and heroic face.

Suddenly, her pupils suddenly dilated, and her expressionless face suddenly showed a little bit of movement.

I saw a familiar figure slowly appearing on the road surrounded by dead trees in front of me. Sakura immediately opened the car door and ran straight over.

Crow and Yasha in the back row saw Sakura suddenly making such an abnormal appearance, and immediately looked in the direction in which the other party was running.

After seeing that extremely familiar figure, the two of them were frightened and sat up straight. They quickly put out the cigarettes on their fingers, opened the car window in a hurry, and smoked the cigarettes that had not been finished yet. Half of the cigarette was thrown out.

Then one person reached over and opened all the windows, while the other person tried to fan the air with his clothes, trying to use airflow to take away the strong smell of smoke in the car.

"Why did you come down so quickly? Where are the Uesugi family heads and the others?" Sakura trotted all the way to Minamoto who had just come down from the mountain, and naturally took the windbreaker that he took off.

"The plan has changed temporarily. I will temporarily hand over Eri to the 'S' class of the headquarters. The current task is..." Yuan Zhisheng walked to the front of the Hummer expressionlessly and opened the passenger door. There was no trace in his eyes. After a ray of light passed, he said softly:

"Go back to the executive bureau..."

"Ghost hunting!"

……

On King Kong Mountain.

The beautiful scenery of the rising sun gradually disappears above the clouds as the sun gradually rises.

Long Kui walked up to Eriyi with a headache and looked at the girl sitting on the big rock, blinking obediently. He suddenly didn't know how to explain to her the reason why her brother left alone.

Originally, Long Kui was planning to let Yuan Zhisheng lead Hui Liyi on the tour, and he would just eat and drink behind him.

This is good, the rich man is gone and he has become a landlord!

"Brother, why are you back?" Huiliyi looked up at Long Kui, Cherry's mouth moved slightly, and an ethereal voice suddenly came out from her throat in a low voice.

Long Kui is the only one who knows that she can speak normally so far, and Eri Yi doesn't have to pretend to write in front of the other person.

"Your brother suddenly has something to do and has to go back to deal with it. Today's trip to Osaka has no choice but for me and Mamon to accompany you." Long Kui shrugged a little embarrassedly.

"Oh..." Eriki nodded, then turned back expressionlessly, her dark red eyes looking at the beautiful scenery at the foot of the mountain in the distance. She pulled back the red silk hair that fell by her ears and hugged her with both hands. His legs were bent on the stone surface, his chin was placed on his knees, his whole body slowly curled up, and he said softly:

"Brother is always busy."

Although Eriyi's delicate face showed a calm look, Long Kui still heard a hint of disappointment in the other party's words.

"Alas..." He couldn't help but lowered his head and sighed, then walked to the smooth stone next to Eryi, took the iron-blue weapon box from his waist, and pointed it at the space in front of him and pressed it lightly.

"Uu——"

The thunderous roar of horses accompanied by the roar of thunder, the eight-legged god's mount Sleipnir made a grand appearance!
Long Kui turned over and sat on the Sleipnir saddle with eight legs suspended in mid-air. He calmly stretched out a white palm toward the little girl below, with a gentle smile on his face:

"Osaka is still too small, let's go, I'll take you... around the world!"

After Eryi heard this, she couldn't help but be startled, and her originally curled up body couldn't help but stretch out.

"Pa!" Mammon, who was originally on top of her, suddenly jumped neatly onto Long Kui, who was sitting on the eight-legged Pegasus. Then he and the boy looked at the little girl on the ground, with sapphire blue pupils. There was encouragement in it.

Eriyi slowly stretched out her little hand, and when she was about to touch Long Kui's finger, she suddenly stopped. A trace of hesitation and confusion about the unknown flashed in her eyes.

Then Eriki's arm bent slightly, and just when she was about to retract her arm, a strong hand suddenly grabbed the girl's wrist.

Eriyi looked up as if reflexively, and saw Long Kui with a sunny smile, speaking softly:
"Haven't you always wanted to see the outside world? Paris, New York, Shanghai... I'll try to take you to see them all today."

The warm breath that kept coming from her wrist was like a trickle of confidence, which kept flowing into Eriki's heart. The originally timid girl regained her energy in an instant.

Eriyi stretched out her slightly curled body, her small hands as white as milk firmly grasped the wrist of the big hand, and then a heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

Long Kui gently raised his arm, and Huiliyi sat firmly on the saddle of the Eight-legged Pegasus.

Sleipnir suddenly snorted. Before it could show its dissatisfaction, Long Kui had already shaken the reins tied around its neck and shouted angrily:
"set off!"

Call——

Sleipnir suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, then with majestic thunder, stepped on the majestic wind and thunder, and instantly flashed into the gap in space!

……

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China, ancient capital Luoyang.

Under the Mangshan Mountains, a low-key ancient building is hidden in the dense woods.

A middle-aged man was wearing an ancient official uniform, holding a white wat tablet in his hand, and his figure was walking in the quiet corridor of the palace.

After a while, he arrived outside a room. He stretched out his hand to lightly knock the door, cleared his throat, and said loudly and respectfully:
"The twelfth generation master of Hunyuan Hall, Zhang Yuan of the Zhang family, pays homage to the ancestor."

The clear voice spread far and wide in this silent and empty scene. After a while, when the echo slowly disappeared and returned to calm, an old voice slowly came out from the room:

"come in."

After receiving the approval, Zhang Yuan straightened up, adjusted his clothes and appearance, then gently opened the door, then bent down and walked into the house respectfully.

The house was very simple, with only a round table and a wooden chair.

Apart from these two items, only the white curtain hung in front of the house was left, and behind the curtain, there was a dark figure of a rickety old man half lying on the bed.

"Ancestor." Zhang Yuan walked to the curtain, immediately bent down respectfully, and placed his head behind the wat board. His whole person suddenly showed a look of great respect.

"How was the meeting...ahem...how did it go?" Behind the curtain, the black figure made an old voice accompanied by a cough.

"Reporting to ancestor, there was something unexpected at the meeting..." Zhang Yuan paused, his tone pretending to be hesitant for a while.

"Oh? An accident?" As expected, his words successfully aroused the ancestor's interest.

"That's right..." Zhang Yuan nodded, then took out a bronze mirror from his long sleeves, bent down and handed it respectfully in front of the curtain, and then said slowly:

"Please, ancestor, take a look."

After waiting for dozens of seconds after the words fell, I saw a haggard, bone-like claw slowly stretched out from the curtain, and then took the bronze mirror handed over by Zhang Yuan. .

Wordless silence suddenly spread in the empty house, and this depressing atmosphere filled the air for five or six minutes.

After a moment, a hoarse old voice came from the curtain:
"Afang Palace was destroyed?"

"Yes." Zhang Yuan bowed his head and responded respectfully.

"Who is that young man in the picture?"

"According to my investigation, he should be the latest spokesperson planned to be launched by the secret party."

"Spokesperson?" The old man behind the curtain couldn't help but ask a question:
"Is Angers dead?"

"No, Ancestor." Zhang Yuan pressed his forehead against the white wat board and responded softly:
"But not surprisingly, this one should take over from Hilbert Jean Angers."

After listening to Zhang Yuan's words, the figure behind the curtain suddenly fell into a silence. After a while, an old sigh slowly came from inside:

"The Secret Party is still so vital in this world."

After hearing the ancestor's sigh, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but take a step forward and said angrily:
"Ancestor, the secret party has gone too far this time, we can't let it go!"

After hearing these words, the black figure behind the white curtain calmed down for a while, and then asked in a calm tone:

"There is no unprovoked conflict in this world, but since Afang Palace has been destroyed, but you can still save your lives, it means that the person who took action is not an unreasonable person, so..."

The old voice changed the topic, and the majesty from top to bottom spread instantly from behind the curtain:
"I need to know the complete cause and result of this matter. As the master of Hunyuan Hall in charge of intelligence and assassination, you won't tell me that you haven't found it, right?"

After Zhang Yuan heard this sentence, he was silent for a while. After a while, he slowly said truthfully:
"I...I have indeed found out the reason."

"Say." An indifferent voice came from behind the curtain.

Zhang Yuan's throat moved, and after sighing helplessly, he finally made up his mind and said:
"The reason was that in order to replace the living corpses lost due to accidents, the Wang family extended their methods to the group of ordinary hybrids who had not yet awakened. This led to the pursuit of the secret party, which eventually triggered a series of conflicts. …”

Zhang Yuan calmly recounted the ins and outs of Long Kui's conflict with orthodoxy. After finishing speaking, he bowed respectfully and stood aside, quietly waiting for instructions from the old man behind the curtain.

But based on Zhang Yuan's understanding of the other party, he couldn't help but mourn for the entire Wang family.

Sure enough, a cold and ruthless voice came from behind the curtain:
"It is my command that the entire Wang family abolish their duties in the Corpse Raising Hall, and all members of the main line are made into living corpses to fill the quota for entering the tomb this year."

"Yes!" Zhang Yuan responded respectfully, then he raised his head and couldn't help but say:
"Then...could it be that the secret party has brought shame on our orthodoxy and just let it go?"

After a moment of silence behind the curtain, a calm voice slowly came out:
"Which family in the Secret Party is in power now?"

"The Gattuso family of Italy." Zhang Yuan bowed his head and responded respectfully.

"Well, you tell the other party this video together with my order to punish the Wang family... The secret party will naturally give us an explanation." The old man behind the curtain raised his old eyes and said softly and calmly.

After Zhang Yuan heard this sentence, he was startled at first, and then he figured it out in an instant. He lowered his head for a few minutes with admiration on his face, and responded respectfully:

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)