Chapter 103 Found you!

"Let's go exercise tonight. I've been following the young master around these past few days, and I feel like my body is about to rust."

In a nightclub in Kabukicho 1-chome, two men in black suits were sitting opposite each other drinking.

One of the muscular men with a slightly ferocious look pulled his collar, drank two-thirds of a large glass of beer, and burped violently:

"Tell me, how could the young master personally take up his sword and go into battle, leaving us retainers to flanke the enemy?

Before the young master became the director, he needed achievements and experience, so it is understandable that he had to do it personally.

But now he is the director, and he is still holding a knife and fighting with others, leaving his subordinates to guard the gate. Doesn't he have nothing to do with his position as director?"

Yaksha paused, picked up a lighter, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, puffing smoke: "You don't know how my old brothers have been teasing me recently, saying that I only need to stand at the door and prevent anyone from entering when I follow the young master, like a security guard.

It's a pity that my iron fists were so powerful that they could fight anyone in the street, but now they can only put corpses into body bags."

The man sitting opposite him was named Crow. He had fair skin and handsome looks. He wore a pair of thin-framed glasses and looked like a scumbag in human clothing. "How great! You wrap the body and I clean the knife. We can complete the task while lying down. We all have a bright future."

"Can't a real man have some ambition? We agreed to reach the top of the Japanese underworld together. What kind of ability is it to just hide behind the young master and take credit?!"

Yaksha hooked Crow's neck, held the cigarette between two fingers and raised the glass with three fingers to finish the rest of the beer, and said loudly: "In my opinion, now is the time to take advantage of the young master's obsession with sister control and let him stay in charge of the center, and stop always competing with us front-line law enforcement officers for work!"

"Look how drunk you are. You're even talking nonsense." Crow helplessly pushed away the Yaksha who was spitting madly. He knew that this guy was not drunk at all and just wanted to disgust him.

"Young Master, you only behave like this when you are executing a judgment. Don't you have many opportunities to show off at other times?"

"Baga, what's the technical level of putting someone in a cement barrel to intimidate them?!"

"Plastering is a technical job. If the cement is not mixed evenly, it will reduce the durability and..."

"Bakayalu, who is telling you this!"

We have to get up early tomorrow to clean up the mess... After putting the person in a cement barrel and interrogating him for information, the two men ended the cocktail party tonight by cursing at each other, and left the private room reeking of alcohol.

Although his face was flushed, his eyes were very clear and he did not look drunk at all.

Among the crowd partying wildly in the nightclub, many people lowered their voices after seeing what the two were wearing, for fear of attracting each other's attention.

He is the family's law enforcer, the kind that even gang leaders have to greet when they see him.

Crow and Yaksha were no longer surprised by this, and walked out of the nightclub with a normal look on their faces. Just as they were about to drive back to the headquarters after drinking, they saw a young man dressed very neatly being stopped by a group of young people with dyed hair the same color as the red lights, and they were surrounded by them and walking into the alley.

Seeing this, the crow looked at Yaksha and started playing finger-guessing games without saying a word. The winner was decided in one round, and Yaksha lost.

"Tsk, I hate this kind of brat the most. He doesn't know any rules at all."

The muscular man rubbed his hair helplessly, strode towards the alley with a cigarette in his mouth, ready to stop an impending robbery.

Kabukicho has a large traffic volume and a lot of rich and stupid people. It has been a battleground for gangs since ancient times. Shop owners will not be harassed by gangs if they pay protection fees to the gangs. Passers-by strolling on this street are rarely robbed.

But there are always some school dropouts who have only attended two classes and can't read a single word, and who like to make money in places like this.

Originally, there was no need for law enforcement officers like them to intervene in such a small matter. The gangs that controlled the area would take action to teach these guys a lesson afterward. But now that he had seen it, they had no choice but to step up and stop it.

After all, young people are ruthless and can seriously injure their classmates in school. It is not impossible for them to learn from others and do bad things and beat to death passers-by who resist.

But before Yasha got close, he heard a few screams coming from the alley. He picked his ears helplessly and sped up: "Nowadays, kids are so impatient. They just start fighting without saying a word. They have no rules."

"Hey, you guys, do you know where this is..."

When he reached the entrance of the alley, he put his hands in his pockets and walked forward to shout something, but he was stunned before he finished speaking.

Unlike what was expected where the boy was circled and kicked, there were four or five traffic lights reversed in the narrow and dim alley. The boy who looked like a harmless high school student was clapping his hands with a relaxed look as if he had finished the job.

Lu Mingfei had just dealt with a few fools who were planning to make a fortune from him when he saw an uninvited guest who seemed to be seeking justice rushing out from the alley.

He was about to say that he was acting in self-defense, but when he saw the other person's face clearly under the neon light, he froze in place.

"You are... Yasha?"

Lu Mingfei took two steps forward, forcing himself to suppress his inner excitement, and walked forward with a happy face to confirm the other party's identity.

Although this burly man now had dyed yellow hair and reeked of alcohol and looked like a grumpy honey badger, Lu Mingfei still recognized his identity.

The number one thug under my brother-in-law, Yaksha, one of the two generals Heng and Ha!

He said that his right eyelid kept twitching when he went out just now, and he thought it was a hint that he would run into a group of blind hooligans, but he didn't expect it to be a blessing in disguise and an unexpected surprise!

It turns out that boys who love to laugh will not have too bad luck.

Yasha was also a little surprised. This kid looked skinny, but he was able to quickly take care of five thugs in a narrow environment. After seeing him, he looked very excited as if he had seen his idol.

Could it be that this kid is planning to get involved in gangster activities in the future?

He raised his eyebrows, thinking that this kid had a promising future, but he didn't like dealing with little brats, even if they were his fans.

Seeing that he was not injured and the traffic lights on the ground were still breathing, he turned around and left: "Go home quickly, this is not the place for you."

Kabukicho is fine during the day, anyone can come here, but at night it is a mixed crowd and accidents can easily happen.

But Lu Mingfei had finally found an acquaintance who could help him trace his wife and brother-in-law, so how could he let the other person go just like that?

He pretended to be a bad boy meeting his idol and quickly chased after him: "Brother Yasha, I'm your fan, can you give me an autograph?"

In his previous life, when he came to Japan for the first time, he also dealt with Yasha. At that time, he was also wearing a suit and told himself what happened in the past with a sigh on his face.

What about holding a samurai sword and killing his way from Shinjuku to Shibuya, and breaking into Osaka alone just to rescue the trapped young master, and directly changing the story of Zhao Yun going in and out of Cao's camp seven times and Guan Yu passing five passes and defeating six generals into his own experience.

He also said that all the security guards under his command were his little fans, and that there were often young people crying and begging to join the security company in order to get his autograph.

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So Lu Mingfei catered to his interests and dressed up as a little fan of Yaksha and followed him to see if there was a chance to meet his brother-in-law.

Even if his brother-in-law did not go with him, he could still remember the other party's license plate number, name and other information, so he wouldn't have to search aimlessly.

"sign?"

As he expected, Yasha stopped immediately when he heard he was asked for an autograph. He couldn't help but curl up his lips, turned around and said, "Oh, I really can't do anything about you little brats." He said, "Just this once. Hurry up. I'm in a hurry."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei took out a pen from his pocket, then lifted the hem of his clothes to indicate that he should sign there.

As a person who hates studying, how could he possibly carry paper and pen with him? Fortunately, the bloody anesthetic was not all used up when he dealt with the dragon girl Lilith, and he transferred it into a new pen.

Yaksha picked up the pen with a little awkwardness and signed the word "Yaksha" in a flamboyant style on Lu Mingfei's cartoon shirt.

The red ink left a blood-like mark on the shirt, which made Yasha frown. He felt that something was wrong with the ink. Could it be blood? As a law enforcer, and often violently enforcing the law and beating people to a bloody pulp, Yasha could tell the difference between blood and ink dripping on clothes at a glance.

Lu Mingfei also noticed the change in his eyes, and hurriedly explained with a smile: "Brother Yasha, I am studying comics. This is the latest blood cinnabar red, a high-end product imported from the United States."

"Oh, you're an artist? That's okay." Yaksha nodded in understanding. Painters these days are somewhat weird. He had even seen a lunatic drawing sketches of a disfigured corpse at a car accident scene.

"Okay, hurry back, or you won't be able to hold a paintbrush if your hand is broken."

He waved his hands, put his hands in his pockets and left like a big shot who did good deeds without leaving his name.

Lu Mingfei stood there and watched him get into a black Mercedes. The driver talked to him for a while and then glanced over here. He was a young man with fair skin and handsome looks.

Ryuji Saeki, nicknamed Crow, is his brother-in-law's chief military advisor and the head of the law firm.

Wow, I just came out for a walk and a midnight snack, and I got the two of me together.

It was only half a day since we arrived in Japan. If we stayed for 24 hours, wouldn't the eldest and second uncles show up? He took out his phone and told Su Enxi the license plate and the special uniform of the crow that he had just written down. Soon he got an accurate answer: a black suit with a blue Yasha ghost embroidered on the lining. The pattern was gorgeous and confusing like a Ukiyo-e. This was the uniform of the law enforcers of the Sheqi Eight Clan.

To be more precise, this is the uniform of the Executive Bureau of the Japanese branch of Kassel Academy! Yasha and Crow are both members of the Executive Bureau, so the young master they swore allegiance to is undoubtedly also one of them.

Damn Cassel is still chasing me!

After confirming that his elder brother-in-law and his men were indeed in the Eight Clans of Sheqi, Lu Mingfei finally put his mind at ease.

Now he just has to wait for Su Enxi to arrange an identity for him so that he can sneak into the Eight Clans of Sheqi openly.

Wait, Xiyuan, Eri, I'll be coming to you soon!

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Late at night, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly woke up from his bed, unsheathed his long sword and drew a cold light in the air: "Asshole, stay away from my sister!"

(End of this chapter)