Dragon Clan: Start by obtaining the Sett panel

Chapter 300 Funeral and Nanny

The monks in white robes walked at the front of the procession, followed by Hasegawa Yoshitaka holding the portrait of the deceased. Escorting the hearse were girls in all black dresses, and finally following were family officials in black suits and white ties, who carried altars with lanterns and flower baskets.

There was no crying and no flying paper money. The valley was filled with the leisurely chanting of monks, as if thousands of Buddhist scriptures were flying in the long valley, rolling and undulating like sea waves.

When they reached the crossroads, the girl in the lead stuck a white flag with "Inuyama Family Style Field" written on it into the ground. The long team passed the white flag and climbed up silently to the peak at the end of the valley.

There is a steep stone staircase leading to the top of the mountain. The maple forest on the top of the mountain shades the torii gate that has long been burned down, and behind the torii gate is a vermilion shrine.

That is the shrine of the Snake Eight Family. From the Heian period to the present, every head of the family has been buried in the cemetery behind the shrine. The tombs are all the same, the only difference is the name written in ink on the tombstone.

Tomorrow is Inuyama He's funeral. Tonight, the Inuyama family will carry the coffin up the mountain, and tomorrow the cars of the gang leaders will fill the valley.

In front of the stone stairs, Hasegawa Yoshitaka first glanced at Minamoto Chisei at the back of the team. After seeing him nod, he led the group of girls to continue walking towards the top of the mountain.

"Young Master, are you okay?" The crow on the side looked at the silent Yuan Zhisheng cautiously.

Yuan Zhisheng took out a pack of Seven Stars cigarettes from the pocket of his windbreaker and lit it silently. The smoke obscured his face.

"Yeah, it's okay..." He raised his head and glanced at the sky. He could already see sparse stars. It was not until this moment that Qiyuan Zhisheng understood what the position of the head of the family represented.

After being brought out of the mountains by Kikumasamon, Minamoto Chisho was trained to be the next patriarch, but he chose to climb up step by step from the bottom.

This is why all the eight families of Sheqi trust him very much. As the emperor of the family, his ability is indeed unquestionable.

But because of this, he has been under a lot of pressure. In fact, he doesn't want to be the head of the family. Yuan Zhisheng's dream is to sell sunscreen on a nude beach in France one day...

I guess everyone in the family would be shocked after hearing this, right? The emperor who was above all the hybrids, possessed the greatest power among the hybrids, and with this power, he just wanted to sell sunscreen?

This is as ridiculous as Alexander the Great saying that his goal in life was not to conquer the world but to be an oyster fisherman in the Mediterranean...

But who else except Kikumasa knew that Gen Chisei had always been such a guy with no ambitions? Oh... and those crazy people in Kassel Academy knew it.

If it weren't for family reasons, maybe he and the three of them would become friends, right? Yuan Zhisheng sometimes couldn't help but think so.

But it was just a thought. Since he had taken over the position of acting patriarch, he must be responsible for the entire Sheqi Eight Families.

After finishing a cigarette, Yuan Zhisheng finally spoke: "Have you found out who fired the gun?"

"He was already dead when we found the location, but we found this next to him..." Crow said as he handed a cloth bag to Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng opened the cloth bag, and inside was a white mask stained with blood. Only the lips were bright red, and the eyes were drawn with thick black eyeliner. The teeth carved on the mask were also black.

The bloodstains had dried up over time, revealing a little dark red on the white mask, which, combined with the lifelike smile, seemed to be mocking someone.

"General..." Yuan Zhisheng said the name of everyone wearing the mask as if he was talking to himself.

He had only heard of this man in the information. As the leader of the Oni Clan, he seemed to have suddenly appeared after he was taken back by Kikumasa Matsu.

I didn't expect that he actually survived Gu Ye's hands. Could it be that the crisis of the Sheqi Eight Families was caused by him?

Having given up on the entire group of ghosts, what on earth does this guy want to do?
"Don't tell anyone else about this for now. Have Caesar and the others found it?" Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and looked at Sakura beside him.

"Not yet, but the reward has been increased. Once they are found, the Yakuza organization affiliated with us will bring them back as soon as possible." Sakura said.

"Well, let these guys look for it first... mobilize all the members of the main family and focus on finding the location where the God has resurrected." Yuan Zhisheng nodded and gave orders to Sakura.

"But, if it wastes time..." Ying hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

Gu Ye finally gave the Sheqi Eight Family nine days. After all, he said he would give the Sheqi Eight Family nine days to prepare, but because of this incident, they came to Tokyo early.

So in order to fulfill his promise, he still set the deadline. If the three people were not found within nine days, the eight families of Sheqi would be eliminated one by one by him.

Two days had passed, and Ying could still recall the desperate scene of that day. Giant mechas stood on the streets, helicopter wreckage fell from the sky, and countless exposed missile heads seemed to lock onto everyone.

Gu Ye threatened all the members of the Sheqi Eight Clans by himself, but they had no way to stop him. The firepower that could easily blow a helicopter into pieces could easily tear flesh apart.

Ying even wondered if she was dreaming. How could there be mecha warriors like those in the anime in this world? Could it be that the technology in the outside world had already developed to this level?
"You don't have to worry about Gu Ye. The most important thing now is to find the location of God. Although the ghost group has fallen apart, the goal of the remaining king must be to resurrect God. We can't let the Dragon King appear in Japan again..." Yuan Zhisheng said.

If the gods reawaken in Japan, what awaits Japan will definitely be a great battle among the three dragon kings. Gu Ye will not attack Xia Mi, but he will never let go of the White King who has no emotions at all.

The world of dragons is one of the survival of the fittest. Being able to devour a dragon king who has not yet recovered all his strength is an irresistible temptation.

So even when facing the crisis of his family's destruction, Yuan Zhisheng still chose to stop the White King from waking up first.

After all, one is to destroy the eight families of Sheqi, and the other is to destroy the entire Japan. He is very clear about which is more important. All of these are necessary choices for justice.

"Yes, I understand... Young Master." Ying nodded and stopped talking.

"By the way, Yaksha...how did Gu Ye come into contact with the fierce ghosts? Have you investigated it clearly?" Yuan Zhisheng looked at Yaksha who had been standing there silently.

"I have already found out. Although he is hiding very deeply, his company has cooperation with the main family..." Yasha said.

"Bring him here, I want to talk to him in person." Yuan Zhisheng now urgently wants to know what kind of person Gu Ye is. This guy who first came into contact with Gu Ye in Japan is very meaningful for reference.

"I understand, young master." Yaksha bowed slightly.

"Okay, let's go and see off the head of the Inuyama family. He is the hero of the eight Snake families..." After arranging everything, Gen Chisei turned around and looked towards the top of the mountain.

The flickering fire on the top of the mountain seemed like the torrent of fate. The sword that was powerful enough to cut through time could not escape after all and was corroded into residue...

The Iwata family in the evening.

Iwata Tsukasa opened the door tiredly and threw the suit jacket in his hand casually at the entrance.

He was not Gu Ye's full-time driver, and even working for the Gattuso family was just to earn extra money. Before this, he had always been a clerk in a shipyard.

After changing his shoes skillfully, Iwata Tsukasa raised his head. What came into his sight was a photo of his wife when she was alive. In the photo, his wife was smiling like a flower, and time seemed to be frozen in her most beautiful moment.

"I'm back...Keiko." Smiling at the photo, Iwata Tsukasa spoke softly.

"The situation has been getting better recently. I have paid off all my debts. Next, I can save money for Mingmei to study abroad. I remember you said you wanted to visit the place where my ancestors lived... It won't be long before Mingmei can go there for you..."

He reached out and gently stroked the face of the woman in the photo. The cold touch reminded Iwata Tsukasa all the time that she was dead.

"If they had contacted me earlier, you wouldn't have to die..." Iwata Tsukasa muttered to himself. "It's only 200 million yen short, but I can't even get that much money. I'm really a bad man..."

Now the goal of 200w yen is within reach. Just by contacting Gu Ye once, I have already obtained more than 100w yen. I have to say that fate is really ridiculous.

"But it doesn't matter. I can come to see you when Mingmei gets married. I've been waiting for this day for too long..." With a smile on his face, Iwata Tsukasa continued.

After finishing his monologue, Iwata Tsukasa walked towards the living room, but when he arrived there, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Who is you?"

"Wuwuwu..." The tied-up daughter Mingmei kept making humming sounds, as if reminding Iwata Tsukasa to run quickly. The man next to her turned around in response to Iwata Tsukasa's question, revealing a masked face.

"I'm sorry to meet you in this way, Mr. Iwata. Now I have no subordinates, and I have to do some things myself..." The man bowed slightly to Iwata Tsukasa.

Meanwhile, in Takamagahara.

It is not a burial place for gods, but one of the most famous gigolo clubs in Japan.

It is a legend in the gigolo world and a place where countless women linger. It is rumored that the men who come out of here are the most charming in the world, and they will unknowingly make women willingly pay all their money.

The owner of this club is known as the Humpback Whale in the industry. If the gigolo world is compared to the ocean, then the owner of Takamagahara is the absolute king of the ocean, which is also the origin of the nickname Humpback Whale.

Of course, this is just the imagination of his subordinate, the Cowherd. In fact, this title is because his head is barren, just like a humpback whale.

But his status in the gigolo world is indeed unquestionable. However, at this time he was in a very embarrassing predicament, Takama-ga-hara... was going bankrupt.

Although the gigolos at Takamagahara Nightclub are the most popular and charge the highest fees, their costs are also the highest.

This four-story building is a Catholic church built by the French in Tokyo before World War II. Takama-ga-hara has rented it for decades, and the annual rent is astronomical.

Such a large building could have been built into a department store that sells top-notch brands, but now it has been condescended to be used as a gigolo nightclub.

But Humpback thinks the huge rent is worth it. His guests are all Tokyo's top socialites, so how can he not have a palace-level venue?
He also pursues top-notch utensils, including sofas made in Italy, crystal glass wine utensils from Venice, sterling silver knives and forks made in Germany, and even the paintings hanging on the walls are authentic.

He is also the chairman of the Tokyo Men's Service Industry Association and donates membership fees every year, and is very generous.

Unfortunately, running a gigolo nightclub alone cannot cope with such huge expenses. Humpback Whale's account is becoming increasingly depleted, and now it has reached the point of living in debt.

Holding a glass of red wine, Humpback Whale overlooked the night view of Tokyo in his office. Outside the window, there was still the scene of feasting and revelry, and there had been no changes due to the decline of a gigolo club.

He knew that after Takama-ga-hara collapsed, other clubs would quickly fill the vacancy, but who else could perform male-style flower arrangement as classical and elegant as Takama-ga-hara?
"Alas... fate... is so cruel." With a slight sigh, the humpback whale seemed to have completely given up hope.

The world of the cowherd is very cruel. His colleagues are eager to see the behemoth Takama-ga-hara collapse and then tear the flesh from its body.

So he had no way to rely on anyone and the only thing he could depend on was his eloquence. However, the bank already knew his situation and refused to provide him with loan services.

"What a pity! It would be great if the Inuyama family also wanted to get involved in the gigolo business." Humpback Whale took a sip of red wine, and the originally mellow wine became extremely bitter in his mouth.

The Inuyama family is the largest entertainment industry in Japan, but they only deal in men's business and have never planned to get involved in the gigolo world. Maybe it's time to give up and hold a shareholders' severance meeting...

"I'm so annoyed. Can't I just take a night's rest? I just got off the plane and I have to rush here. My skin condition will definitely get worse!" A female voice came from outside the corridor.

The humpback whale frowned. This was his private office. Normally, people who were not invited were not qualified to come here, right?
Could it be... the debt collectors from the Yakuza organization? I don't remember them having female debt collectors... The hand holding the red wine glass trembled, and the humpback whale became a little restless.

"The boss said that the sooner the better. It won't take much time anyway, right? Can't we just finish the talk and go back to rest?" came another female voice.

"Long legs, I don't remember when you were so obedient. Didn't you always like to take things step by step before?"

"I can't help it. I'm tired of being a babysitter. I'd better finish the work quickly. I want to have a good rest for a while."

"That's true. When I think about having to babysit with you, I start to get a headache."

"This is just the beginning. You will have more headaches in the future..."

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Humpback Whale's heart was in his throat. He walked quickly to the desk, took out a dagger from the drawer and stuffed it into his suit.

This was something he bought specifically to deal with debt collectors. It was not intended to fight to the death with the debt collectors, but to threaten them with death when there was really no other way.

The humpback whale believed that these people would not want to see the debtor die and have his debt paid off, after all, this would be a huge loss.

Trying to calm his uneasy heart, Humpback Whale stared at the office door.

Bang! The door opened.

The one on the far left is a forest girl with refreshing long hair, while the girl on the right is ancient and charming, with a high black bun and a red ribbon wrapped in her hair.

They all wore black leather jackets and skirts, black stockings, over-the-knee black patent leather boots, and silver metal high heels that were as sharp as murderous weapons.

Under the gaze of the humpback whales, they sat on the sofa in the office and began to communicate with each other.

"So why do we have to dress like this?" Jiude Mai adjusted the hem of her skirt. The leather skirt was too short and she was a little worried that she would be exposed after sitting down.

"This dress looks so cool!" Su Enxi twisted her shoulders.

"I heard that you were going to dress up as a gangster this time, so I bought this specially. None of the clothes in my suitcase would fit. The white shirts and suits all made me look like a financial manager."

"You now give people the impression that you are a financial manager who changed careers and became a female gangster." Jude Mai shook her head.

"You can change your clothes, but your temperament is not that easy to change."

"Who cares! Life is short, you have to be sexy!" Su Enxi slapped her thigh.

"Be reserved. The way you slap your thighs is not sexy at all. You look like a man watching the European Cup." Jude Mai complained.

"Ahem, ladies, may I ask...what can I do for you?" Seeing that they had no intention of talking to him, the humpback whale could only cough lightly to indicate that he was still there.

"Oh, I almost forgot about you... humpback whale, right?" Su Enxi looked at the slightly uneasy man in front of her and took out a blank check from her shirt pocket.

"I know you are bankrupt. Now I give you a chance. Fill in a number here. If the number you fill in satisfies me, I will buy your club."

At this moment, the humpback whale felt that maybe there really was a God in the world, otherwise why would he specially arrange two female heroes to save him?
(End of this chapter)