Japan.
Kyoto.
Yuying Temple, Hall of Heroes.
An elderly man dressed in a black samurai outfit sat in a wheelchair; it was Watanabe.
Behind Watanabe stood a tall, well-built young man in a suit.
The young man had a chiseled face and eagle-like eyes. Standing there, he resembled a black battle sword drawn from its sheath, giving off a sense of sharpness and power.
He is Hayashi Jō, the son of the late war god Chiba Ryūji.
at this time.
Watanabe's gaze was fixed on the memorial tablets in the Hall of Heroes, and finally settled on a brand new one.
This brand-new memorial tablet is none other than that of Chiba Ryuji, the war god who was recently killed by Chen Yun.
Because of Chiba Ryuji's contributions to Japan during his lifetime, he was enshrined here and offered incense after his death.
Watanabe slowly began to speak: "Your father was killed by that guy named Chen Yun right here in front of the Hall of Heroes."
Lin Zhong's cold eyes stared at his father's memorial tablet, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
Watanabe continued, "I remember you graduated first in your class from the Devil Training Camp, and were later sent to a Western military academy for further studies. After graduation, you anonymously went to Mesopotamia to work as a mercenary."
"He earned the title of King of Mercenaries in just two short years!"
"But I heard that after you came back, the Chiba family didn't treat you well?"
Lin Zhong spoke, his voice as cold as snow and rain on a winter night: "In reply to Commander Watanabe, because my mother is from China and I took her surname, I have never been recognized by my father in the Chiba family, nor am I well-liked by my clansmen."
After saying that, he subconsciously clenched his fist.
Just because he is of mixed race.
So no matter how outstanding he was from a young age, even if he graduated from the devil camp with the first place, even if he went abroad for further studies, even if he became the king of mercenaries!
But his father and family still didn't approve of him!
Speaking of this...
His face was contorted with extreme anger.
Even when I heard that my father had been killed by Chen Yun, I wasn't this angry!
This anger, stemming from his desperate attempts to prove himself yet failing to gain recognition, nearly drove him to a rage, yet also left him with a profound sense of helplessness!
Snap!
Watanabe took out a samurai sword and placed it at Lin Zhong's feet.
Lin Zhong was stunned and looked at Watanabe in confusion.
Sitting in his wheelchair, Watanabe said coldly, "You want to prove yourself, you want to gain the Chiba family's approval, I'll give you a chance."
"This katana is named Revenge."
"Take this blade of vengeance, go to the Dragon Kingdom, cut off Chen Yun's head, bring it back, and place it in the Hall of Heroes to commemorate your father's soul."
"I will forcefully order the Chiba family to elect you as the head of the family. From now on, you will rule the Chiba family. They will have to accept you even if they don't, and they will have to respect you above all else!"
"Do you... have the courage to take on this mission?"
After Watanabe finished speaking, his old eyes stared straight at Lin Zhong.
Lin Zhong didn't speak. Instead, he bent down and solemnly picked up the samurai sword from the ground, gripped it tightly, and then slowly raised his head and said in a deep voice, "Chen Yun was able to break into our Japan alone, kill my father, and leave unscathed."
"I can also cross the ocean to the Dragon Kingdom, cut off his head, and bring it back to Valhalla!"
A hint of appreciation flashed deep in Watanabe's old eyes, but his tone became even more serious: "This is a top-secret mission. Success is the only option, and I'm only giving you one month. Can you do it?"
Lin Zhong raised his head: "I only need half a month!"
Watanabe shouted, "Don't underestimate the enemy!"
Lin Zhong said in a deep voice, "Seven days. If I cannot bring back Chen Yun's head in seven days, then I will die in the Dragon Kingdom!"
Watanabe's eyes widened.
He had long heard that Chiba Ryuji's son was abnormally strong, but extremely arrogant and unruly.
Seeing it today, I can confirm it's true.
However, Watanabe liked this combination of genius and madness, because it is often this kind of person who can achieve extraordinary results.
He nodded, his tone softening considerably: "Okay, I believe you. I'll wait for your good news in seven days."
"Furthermore, you can decide how many people you want to take to the Dragon Kingdom, and which military experts, or samurai and ninjas from various organizations and families you need, all of whom you can mobilize!"
Lin Zhong shook his head: "Not a single one!"
"I have assembled a mercenary team in Mesopotamia, with a group of battle-hardened brothers. I will lead them secretly to the Dragon Kingdom to kill Chen Yun."
Watanabe said, "Alright! But let me remind you, this mission is a secret between you and me. If you fail or your deeds are exposed, we in Japan will not acknowledge you as one of our people. You'd better watch yourself."
Lin Zhong: "Understood!"
After saying this, he took his katana and retreated step by step until he reached the outside of Valhalla, before turning and leaving.
Come out of Mikage Temple.
He got into a Lexus sedan parked on the side of the road, sat in the back seat, and told the driver to drive.
Then he took out his phone, made a call, and said coldly, "Pass on my orders: Hellhound Mercenary Team, leave the necessary personnel to guard the base, and the rest of you, as tourists, go to Dragon Country and meet me there!"
...
late at night.
Dragon Kingdom, Donghai City.
Donghai Hotel.
Shu Tangyin and Shu Lingyue had just finished checking into the hotel.
The two women helped the drunk Chen Yun to his hotel room.
turn out to be.
Tonight, Chen Yun single-handedly got Old Zhang and twenty or thirty East China Sea warriors drunk.
When Chen Yun left the Zhang family, his face was slightly flushed and his steps were slightly unsteady.
But after going out.
A gust of night wind blew.
The effects of the alcohol surged up.
Even someone as heavy a drinker as Chen Yun couldn't help but get drunk, just like Wu Song who drank 18 bowls of wine before crossing Jingyang Ridge, his steps became unsteady.
Shu Tangyin and Shu Lingyue quickly supported Chen Yun from both sides.
I hailed a taxi.
Arriving at a nearby hotel, I checked in and decided to stay there for one night before returning to Zhonghai the next day.
It took the two women a great deal of effort to help Chen Yun to the hotel room and lay him on the bed.
Seeing that Chen Yun was very drunk, Shu Tangyin was worried that something might happen to him, so she quickly said to Shu Lingyue, "Sister, I'm going down to the pharmacy at the hotel entrance to buy some hangover medicine. Please take care of Chen Yun for me!"
Shu Lingyue said, "Okay!"
Shu Tangyin hurriedly went out.
After the door was closed.
Shu Lingyue went to the bathroom to get a towel, wet it, and then came to the bedside to wipe Chen Yun's sweat.
Chen Yun was already asleep in bed at this time.
Looking at Chen Yun's handsome face so close to hers, and at his sleeping appearance, her heart suddenly trembled uncontrollably.
She might never be able to have this man in her lifetime.
Now, secretly give him a kiss!
Nobody should know, right?
If you can't be together forever, then steal a kiss, even if it's just for a brief second, and the regrets and longing for the rest of your life will be lessened a little, right?
Thinking this, she could no longer suppress her emotions and slowly bent down...
But just as she was about to kiss Chen Yun.
Chen Yun suddenly opened his eyes.
Shu Lingyue froze instantly, staring at Chen Yun so close to her. Her face flushed red visibly, and her eyes seemed panicked. Just as she was about to make an excuse to justify her actions...
Chen Yun, his eyes blurry with drunkenness and reeking of alcohol, mumbled, "Old Zhang, let's drink some more..."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
So he was just talking nonsense while drunk!
Shu Lingyue breathed a long sigh of relief, though she had been startled by Chen Yun's sudden outburst.
The thought of stealing a kiss from Chen Yun.
It has disappeared.
One should act according to reason and propriety.
She sat on the edge of the bed, patiently wiping the sweat from Chen Yun's forehead with a towel, her eyes gentle yet tinged with regret and disappointment.
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