Chapter 126 Feast, Women, Assassination

The Ganliu Research Institute and the Maruyama Construction Institute are just for fun, and the Fuma family's ninja training base is even more exciting. If you want to talk about fun, it has to be the Inuyama family's nightclub.

Upon hearing that distinguished guests were coming, the head of the Inuyama family ended his happy time in Okinawa Island early, flew back to Tokyo, and arranged for his most capable deputy, Hasegawa Yoshitaka, to come and welcome the three distinguished guests.

When it comes to dealing with people, no family is better than the Inuyama family. The sex industry is essentially a service industry, and it was once the cheapest and most despised one.

They sent out a long convoy of cars, all black Mercedes-Benz, to create a grand spectacle.

At that time, Lu Mingfei had just visited the ninja training base in the mountains of Kobe, and he and Lao Tang each took a few kunai and shurikens as gifts.

These are actually obsolete equipment. Modern ninjas rarely use these outdated old things in actual combat unless they want to show off.

Rather than sneaking up with great effort and then throwing darts into the target's neck and watching them die in pain and suffocation, these ninjas prefer to carry a silenced sniper rifle and blow off the target's head from a mile away.

This also led to Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang's lack of interest in most ninja training programs. After all, they were veterans with firearms and other things, and the only things that could give people a little surprise were makeup and close combat.

When the Inuyama family's convoy arrived at Kobe Mountain, Lu Mingfei and his party had already finished their tour and were looking deeper into the mountain.

The trees there were lush and green, and the corners of gray and white buildings were vaguely visible in the afterglow of the setting sun. But before he could ask where that place was, he saw a long black dragon coming along the long mountain road.

The convoy stopped at the gate of the base. An old man in a black kimono got down from the leading Mercedes-Benz. With his head full of white hair and a pair of eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life, he looked like a famous hero.

The old man stepped forward and bowed slightly to Lu Mingfei and the other two. "Inuyama Hasegawa Yoshitaka, we respectfully welcome the three distinguished guests to Japan. The head of the family has prepared a banquet and is waiting for your arrival."

"Oh, I want to go to the other side of the mountain to take a look." Lu Mingfei felt a little regretful.

Hasegawa Yoshitaka looked in the direction his gaze was pointing and discovered that that was exactly the location of the family shrine, so he said apologetically that any outside guest who wanted to go to the Snake Hachika Shrine would need permission from the patriarch, Tachibana Masamune.

What this means is that it is not possible today, and we will have to try tomorrow if we have to.

The name "Tamamonomae" comes from the nine-tailed fox in Japanese mythology. It is the most luxurious club under the head of the Inuyama family and is located in Ginza, one of the three most prosperous centers in the world.

The streets of Shibuya are known as a showplace for beauties, but all the perverts in Tokyo know that the most beautiful girls in Japan are in Tamamonomae.

No matter which one you like, you can find one that suits your sexual taste.

On the way to the central area, Lao Tang asked Lu Mingfei whether he wanted to send Ling back, but Lu Mingfei said that there would be no aphrodisiac programs tonight, and there was no need to leave Ling alone in the hotel.

Ginza was brightly lit. Lu Mingfei sat in the passenger seat and looked out at the prosperous and luxurious night scene, his heart calm.

When passing through Ginza 4-chome, Lu Mingfei saw a crowd of people outside a building with carved beams and painted rafters.

"Kabuki-za?"

He had heard of this place and this type of drama, and his only feeling was that Mr. Lu Xun's words "The greatest, most permanent, and most common 'art' in our China is men dressing as women" are actually very suitable for Kabuki.

Fortunately, these Huadan and Kabuki actors were actually just pursuing art. They were still male both physically and psychologically, unlike the monsters and demons in later generations, who were neither male nor female, neither human nor ghost.

Ginza is closed to vehicles for a period of time during weekends, and they arrived just after the traffic control ended. The black convoy passed through the dense crowd, like a huge baleen whale hunting in an endless school of krill.

As the moonlight fell, someone was leaning on the railing of the Kabuki-za, looking down at the traffic passing through Ginza Avenue, his eyes fixed on the Mercedes-Benz with a slightly different shape.

Feng Jianli looked at the "Masked Rider" who was leaning on the car window with one hand and looking out, with a gloomy look in his eyes:

"What an interesting guy, someone who dreams of being a hero?"

"Or is it someone who has no dreams but is willing to protect the dreams of others?"

Behind him, a woman with a more gorgeous face, wearing a red kimono with white flowers, like a blooming red lotus, walked forward with soft steps, her eyebrows lowered and her charming expression flowing:

"The third floor of Tamamonomae will not be accepting guests tonight. Inuyama He has prepared a grand dinner."

The man nodded slightly, turned around and looked at this delicate flower that had been with him for a long time and was finally picked by a flower admirer. He reached out and lifted her chin, allowing her beautiful face, which was forced to remain calm but still full of rosy clouds, to be revealed in front of him.

Looking at the girl's slightly flustered eyes and the tips of her ears that were slightly blushed, Fengjian Liuli suddenly remembered the dream last night. She was wearing a white wedding dress and holding flowers in her hands. The look in her eyes looked at her, as if full of happiness and joy.

What made him decide to go to Tokyo immediately was the man who dominated everything at the wedding, the man he loved and hated the most in his life.

Thinking of the man who attended the wedding as a parent and said in a friendly manner that after pursuing his dreams, he should take good care of his family and not let his girl suffer any grievances, and the guy who appeared as the wedding host but whose face could never be seen, he pinched Sakurai Kogure's chin with a little force and pulled the pink lips in front of him.

The young man and woman looked into each other's eyes, and what they reflected in their eyes was each other, but what Sakurai Kogure saw was unparalleled dominance and almost pathological possessiveness, while what Kazama Ruri saw was the desperate enthusiasm like a moth to a flame.

His dream is revenge, to overthrow the Snake Eight Clan, and to become the best Kabuki actor. What about her? In her dream, she said that her biggest wish is that he can shine in the field he loves and become the one who shines at the top of the stars.

She was the same in reality, doing everything she could to please him, even...

This woman seemed like she could really sacrifice everything for him.

but……

"Among the fierce ghosts, there are many who are willing to die for me, and you are not the only one."

Their eyes crossed, and Kazama Ruri put her lips close to Sakurai Kogure's ear. The sound accompanied by her breathing invaded her auditory nerves, and the numbness reached the depths of her soul.

He bit her ear, which had inexplicably become hot, with his teeth, and his voice was low and seemed to be roaring:

"You are not allowed to leave or die until I get bored. Do you understand?"

“Yes, I know.”

Sakurai Kogure almost collapsed in the man's arms, but still forced herself to respond. Her words were soft but firm, like the promises that boys and girls made under the trees in TV dramas.

"Let's go back and watch the show."

Kazama Ruri let go of the limp Sakurai Kogure and walked towards the VIP room with her hands behind her back.

Behind him, Sakurai Kogure touched her ears which were burning with heat, her eyes were charming and her cherry lips were slightly parted, her breath was as sweet as orchid. After taking several deep breaths, she finally put away this look that could attract countless men to commit crimes, and returned to her original cold and aloof appearance before following him.

"Gulp."

Old Tang swallowed his saliva, looking at the luxurious building that was as tall as an obsidian crystal, the giant neon sign hanging high in the night sky - Tamamonomae Club, and the beautiful girls in maple red kimonos singing and dancing on the dance floor behind the open door. He was deeply shocked by the grand scene and noise inside the door.

Lu Mingfei put one hand in his pocket and used the other hand to help his good brother close his jaw, which was about to be dislocated, and said in a muffled voice:

"You look like you've never seen a woman before. You always brag about having fun in American nightclubs, so why can't you walk now?"

"Nonsense, the nightclubs I went to in the United States were just nightclubs for drinking and dancing, there was no such grand singing and dancing performance."

Old Tang felt that if those beautiful girls with graceful dancing postures and half-exposed shoulders were to put on fairy-tale clothes, he might be in the night parade of Disneyland.

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Of course, he has never been to Disneyland, and the analogy is that he has never been to Broadway either.

Otherwise, one would certainly associate these beautiful girls, who sometimes spin in circles and sometimes lift up their long legs in fishnet stockings, with the dancers who dance shoulder to shoulder in sexy costumes on Broadway.

A melodious and stirring melody floated out, and even Ling couldn't help but lift his eyes and look inside. A hint of reminiscence emerged on the delicate face under the veil.

But it soon turned into calm again, as if something unclean had tainted that long-lost memory.

Yoshitaka Hasegawa led the three distinguished guests into the nightclub. The floor of this extravagant club was made of seamless crystal glass. Five-colored lights changed under their feet, and the scene was ethereal and transparent, just like the glass world mentioned in Buddhist scriptures.

It was surrounded by quaint wooden pillars and red ivory eaves, with vermilion wooden staircases winding along the four walls. Dancers in maple red kimonos were dancing gracefully in the dance floor, and the area was filled with guests who were pulling their collars and cheering and clapping, wishing they could rush in and kidnap a dancer but did not dare to do so due to the tyranny of the Eight Snake Families.

Old Tang looked at everything in front of him and had a feeling that it was unreal, as if he was flying in the sunset glow. However, when he turned around, he saw that the two people he was walking with were not at all infected by the extravagance of the place and were walking towards the stairs at a leisurely pace.

Damn, you are obviously still a 17-year-old who is in adolescence, with strong hormones and explosive sexual desire, and you want to be like an expansion screw 24 hours a day? Why can you act like a monk without worldly desires when a beautiful woman is in front of you? What did Kassel Academy do to you? ! The crazy complaints in his heart seemed to be heard. Lu Mingfei, who was wearing a helmet, turned his head with a serious face. Don’t ask why he was serious. Anyway, the two big lights on his face were there and no other expression could be seen.

"If you want to see a performance by a beautiful girl with black stockings and long legs, then stay here. I will pretend I know nothing."

Before Old Tang could say anything, Hasegawa Yoshitaka, who was leading the way, turned around and said solemnly that if Old Tang didn't like to watch the show with others, he could arrange a separate show for him later.

There was only him and a group of beautiful dancing girls in the room, wearing short kimonos and with beautiful bare legs.

In response, Old Tang expressed a stern refusal and followed Lu Mingfei upstairs.

The musicians on the second floor wore traditional kimonos with wide open necklines, revealing skin as white as jade. The gold on their chests looked even more precious against the accompaniment of the soft music.

The guests on this floor were more patient than those on the first floor. They pretended to be elegant while enjoying the music, but their hands were dishonestly rubbing the thighs of the hostesses.

Thanks to the limited field of view of Kamen Rider's peephole, Lu Mingfei could not see too many obscene scenes. He went straight to the third floor and saw an old man wearing a navy blue kimono and short black and white hair.

The emperor of Japan's sex industry - Inuyama Kaoru, head of the Inuyama family.

The old man looked very healthy. With his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, he must have been a handsome man when he was young. At this moment, he smiled and nodded to the three people, inviting them to sit down in the Japanese-style teahouse.

There is a long table in the middle of the tea room, which is filled with tea sets. Beside the table are schoolgirls in JK sailor skirts and seductive urban ladies in suits. Their beauty can turn those singers and dancers who had just caused the guests to howl like wolves into ashes in seconds.

Of course, if Zero lifted his veil, the two top-notch beauties that the Inuyama family head was proud of would actually be just like that.

Inuyama He is a pure Japanese, but he is not so particular about the tea ceremony. He seems very casual, raising his teacup as if he is toasting:

"You all came from afar, but I have been on vacation in the south for a long time and have not returned. I am really sorry. I hope you can forgive me."

Lu Mingfei refused the beautiful JK's service and asked her to help his companions deal with Old Tang. Then he raised his hand to take off the visor on the lower middle part of his helmet, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "I thought that the banquet of the Inuyama family master was full of beauties, wine and meat. It seems that I have a stereotype."

"Haha, Mr. Batman is indeed a superhero known for his wisdom. He guessed it right at the first try."

Inuyama He had originally planned to postpone the dinner for a while, but upon hearing this, he put down his teacup and clapped his hands.

The two beauties in uniform surrounding Old Tang stopped at the same time and moved the tea set off the table.

Then the wooden grids covered with white paper on all four sides of the tea room were pulled open, and beautiful girls in school uniforms and white shirts entered one after another, holding silver trays in their hands.

Without exception, these are all mixed-race girls with extremely high looks, each beautiful in her own way. They place the dishes in the trays on the long table, and lift the lids of the upside-down plates on top, revealing a series of delicious delicacies from land and sea.

Two other girls in kimonos came forward holding ice buckets and wine glasses. The ice buckets contained TBA-grade ice wine from Chateau Egon Miller. The beautiful maid said it was Margaux from 1990.

She picked up the corkscrew with skillful and graceful movements to open the wine. At the moment when the cork was taken out and the aroma of the wine permeated into the air through the bottle mouth, a dagger slipped out from the sleeve of the beautiful maid on the other side and stabbed at the Kamen Rider who was close at hand without warning.

The blade was dark blue, shining coldly, like a snake's fang that contained a deadly poison.

(End of this chapter)