Chapter 236 Is this also part of your plan, Fingel Herzog
The gap between people is sometimes just that big.
After reading about Ange's eventful but legendary first half of his life, and comparing it with his biological father who had nothing to do with loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, righteousness, and trustworthiness, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help feeling a little relieved.
Fortunately, they are artificially bred hybrids.
Otherwise, as the company of good becomes good, the company of bad becomes bad. His life goal should change from being a friend of justice to being the nemesis of justice.
After he finished reading all the information in the file with mixed feelings, the sound of shutter clicks beside him also disappeared.
Jiude Mai looked at the document in Yuan Zhisheng's hand, glanced at it and then looked away, put the scattered files on the table in order, and then quietly turned into a hazy gray smoke and merged into the shadows.
Looking at the office door opening and closing automatically, Yuan Zhisheng looked a little strange.
He was actually prepared for the beautiful female ninja to take photos of Uesugi Yue's information, but the other party obviously looked down on the strongest emperor of the Snake Eight Families in the previous generation.
In Japan, ninjas are tools of big men. No matter what intelligence they encounter, they should collect and report it to their lord, unless the lord has explicitly stated that it is not necessary.
Although that female ninja may not be Sakura's subordinate, a glimpse of the whole picture shows that Sakura definitely has something against Uesugi Yue.
Of course, let alone him, even I might not be able to accept it.
If I had known this file earlier, I would not have read it. I wouldn’t have had so many troubles.
With a slight sigh, he put the file bag of the shame of the Snake Eight Families aside, and continued to browse through Ange's magnificent life, and by the way, take a look at the love-hate relationship between him and the head of the Inuyama family.
During the time when the Sheqi Eight Families were in contact with Angers, the Wanshiwu, far away on the streets of the downtown, unexpectedly welcomed its first customer without much publicity.
"Why is it you?"
Lu Mingfei looked up at Finkel. This guy got a red leather coat from somewhere, with a suit and long boots underneath, and two toy guns that looked very plastic on his waist. He looked a bit out of place.
But his distinctive appearance is still recognizable at a glance. He is cosplaying as Dante, one of the protagonists of Devil May Cry.
Of course this guy didn't wear any makeup, he just shaved his beard.
Although his jawline has become blurred, he does look a lot more handsome overall.
"Are you planning to attend the comic convention or go to the Snake Eight Clan to help reseal the Demon King who has revived under the deep sea?"
As a fellow game enthusiast, Finkel of course knew that Lu Mingfei was using the plot of Devil May Cry to refer to the crisis facing Japan.
He originally planned to cosplay as Dante's father, Sparda, but disguising as a devil was a bit difficult, so he had no choice but to dress up as Eva's son.
"Do I look like a righteous hero? Brother, even if I weigh over 200 pounds, I can barely fill my stomach with feeding Deadpool, so I won't get involved."
Finkel glanced at the lobby of the Wanshiwu, which was far more luxurious than the principal's office (at least in terms of visual effect). His face was filled with shock, like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, but he kept talking:
"But you are really something, Junior Brother. You didn't even inform me about such an important matter as opening a store. Aren't you treating me as an outsider?"
He had been staring at the Internet since he got up early this morning and discovered the change in the wind direction in time. All the rewards for them were revoked, and he also saw from the news that a huge explosion had occurred in Osaka.
After thinking about it with Caesar, he realized that this was probably done by Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei together.
I don't know how they did it, but I still want to confirm it.
Originally, Caesar wanted to come along, but considering that this might be a trap set by the Sheqi Eight Clans, if they were not careful they would all be caught in one fell swoop, in the end only Finkel managed to come along.
There is no way, after all he is a professional runner, and Caesar is really ashamed of his talent in this area.
Lu Mingfei glanced at him and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Do you have a bonus envelope for the opening ceremony?"
"Of course I have." Finkel shook his red leather coat and said shyly, "The red envelope is me."
After these words were spoken, not only Lu Mingfei, but even Chu Zihang, who was waiting for Fengel to get the truth, fell silent and looked at him as if he was a pervert.
Sakura and Eri couldn't understand Chinese, so they didn't understand what he was saying, but seeing his shy movements, they felt that he was a bit perverted.
"I have no choice. I used the last bit of money I had to buy this set of equipment. Otherwise, I would definitely give you a big red envelope!" Finkel cried.
“Is that so?” Lu Mingfei stroked his chin, looking at him as if he were looking at a fat pig about to be released from a cage:
"Then I'll ask someone to estimate the price later. Do you think it's better to go to Myanmar or the Philippines?"
"Can't you stay here and work to earn money to make up for the red envelopes?" Finkel threw a coquettish look at Lu Mingfei, "Brother, I was also liked by many girls back then. I know best how to deal with those ignorant female college students."
"But our store mainly caters to urban beauties and lonely young women."
"I am also good at helping people solve their problems and being a considerate listener."
"Are you sure you mean understanding, and not just understanding of other people's clothes?" Lu Mingfei looked at him suspiciously.
"Impossible! Even if I, Finkel, am poor, I will never sell my body for money even if I jump off from here!" the gray-haired handsome guy vowed.
"But you don't speak Japanese, so you can't even communicate in a simple way."
"Why should communication between people be limited to conversations? We can communicate with our hearts!" Finkel raised a thumb, and his smile had a youthful feeling like Might Guy.
Chu Zihang couldn't listen any longer: "You must be here for something important, right?"
"Oh, yes, I just found out something big happened in Osaka when I was watching the news this morning. I wanted to ask if Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki were rescued."
What he said was equivalent to saying, "Stop quibbling. I know you were the ones who did what happened last night."
"Yes, we did it." Lu Mingfei admitted frankly but refused to share the information.
So Finkel turned to look at Chu Zihang again - we are all family, you can't always be in the same boat with him.
Chu Zihang looked at him expressionlessly, and after a moment's deliberation, he picked out some things to tell him:
"But all this is outdated. The principal has already arrived in Japan and is in contact with the people from the Snake Eight Clan. He knows everything he needs to know."
"It doesn't matter. Since the principal is here, we should just lie down quietly and hug his thighs." Finkel didn't care about it. He was not Caesar and didn't have so many idol baggage.
Moreover, he always felt that there was something fishy going on between Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei.
It was only one night after they hadn't seen each other, but the two of them went from being familiar strangers to being good brothers who seemed like they could wear the same pants.
Something is wrong!
Ninety percent of it is wrong!
Could it be that the Lionheart Club's future is the same as mine, and they have secretly found their next home?
No, it shouldn’t happen. Chu Zihang is a man who is as proud as Caesar. You must have confidence in him!
Before figuring out the situation clearly, Finkel couldn't make any bets casually. It was not easy to be a slave of three families.
The ending is miserable!
After struggling for a while, Finkel finally got Lu Mingfei's permission to stay in Takama-ga-hara as an apprentice gigolo.
I have to say that he really worked hard to complete the task. I don't know how much price that guy Angers offered him to make such a sacrifice.
I just wonder what Caesar, who is still waiting in the safe house, will feel when he hears this news.
Each of the other team members had their own things to do, which isolated him as the captain.
Of course, he would be busy soon.
After all, Ange is just one person, so he needs someone of his own to command. Caesar, as the president of the student union and a future member of the board of directors, is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
"Okay, I'll leave Takamagahara to you guys. I'm going to go out hunting with Eri."
Lu Mingfei knew that with the strength he had shown at the moment, Angers would definitely come to him again and try to persuade him to participate in this great cause of slaying the dragon.
If it was before last night, maybe he could sit down calmly and make tea with the other person around the fire.
But now that he knew his species was in doubt and someone had tampered with his brain, he was afraid that he would lose control and take action.
Therefore, it would be better for them not to meet before that old bastard Herzog is caught and torn into pieces.
Turning around and looking at the proprietress who was looking at him with her hands on her cheeks and blinking her big eyes, Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand:
"Eri, let's go. I'll take you to Disneyland."
After spending the entire morning in the Yorozuya and listening to Sakura's chatter for the entire morning, no commission came. Finally, a customer came, and he was looking for a job. Eri was already a little bored and wanted to go out and play.
Now Lu Mingfei’s proposal was exactly what she wanted. She stood up and took the hand he extended, and was about to go out happily.
Ying wanted to follow, but was stopped by Lu Mingfei's look.
If Herzog doesn't dare to attack them who are alone, then Sakura will be a light bulb if she follows. If Herzog makes a move, Sakura won't be able to help. It would be better for her to stay and build relationships with her brother-in-law and sister-in-law. After all, they will probably live together in the future.
After the boss and his wife of the Yorozuya Shop skipped work together, the remaining Chu Zihang, Finkel and Ying looked at each other in bewilderment.
Sakura went downstairs after a brief silence. Genjiro was on the third floor talking about Gigolo Ikebana with Humpback Whale, and she had something to ask.
Chu Zihang looked at Finkel with a questioning look in his eyes. After all, Lu Mingfei had said last night that this useless senior brother's bloodline was stronger than both his and Caesar's.
It's unclear what Caesar's situation is, but Chu Zihang purified his bloodline by relying on violent blood. There is still a big gap compared to Finkel. No one knows what kind of monster he was back then.
It’s a pity that this guy is the administrator of the Night Watchman Forum and seems to be one of the founders. It would be easy for him to hide his glorious past.
Is this also within your control, Finkel?
Feeling the cold gaze of the cold-faced killer, Finkel shuddered involuntarily and stood up to say goodbye:
"Well, if I have nothing else to do, I will go to my seniors to learn from their experience and try to earn enough money to pay off my credit card loan in Japan."
Having said that, he left quickly.
If he didn't leave, he felt that he would be in danger of having his pants pulled down to see the color of his underwear.
Chu Zihang is a man of action!
All three parties moved, and the old bastard hiding in the dark also received the news.
Although the shadow warriors under his command were almost exhausted, with only one king general vest left to control, this did not affect Herzog's control of the situation.
Now that Tachibana Masamune's head has been chopped off, the Snake Eight Families are also leaderless.
It took him more than ten years to finally unite the scattered eight Sheqi families. Now that the throne of the patriarch is vacant, there must be many people coveting it.
However, the election of the head of the family is not a matter of simply selecting whoever is chosen. All family cadres need to go to the family shrine to vote. The current situation does not allow the elite members of the family to gather together, because the fierce ghosts may counterattack at any time.
Moreover, he also prepared a powerful time bomb that could explode at any time.
In view of this, they could only refer to the God-Slaying Plan he left in his notebook and move forward. Even if the group of Broken-Backed Dogs abandoned their dignity and chose to continue to cooperate with Kassel Academy, it was still within his expectations.
Anyway, under his misleading, everyone's attention will be focused on the deep sea, and he has plenty of time to find the location of the well where the corpses are hidden.
The problem now is that the three emperors are not in his hands. Without them, it is really difficult for the ghosts and those useless people to steal the power of the White King.
Looking up at the surveillance camera, I saw a beautiful girl in a shrine maiden's costume walking hand in hand with a handsome boy in Disneyland, with the most charming smile I had ever seen on her face, as if spring had arrived and the flowers were blooming and the snow was melting.
Looking at that smiling face that made people want to ravage it, a sinister look flashed in Herzog's eyes. That was the vessel he had carefully cultivated, but before he could even enjoy it, it was kidnapped by a wild boy who came from nowhere.
"What a damned fellow."
Although he wanted to break the wild boy's limbs and then enjoy the puppet in front of him, Herzog suppressed the violence in his heart when he thought of the beheaded Tachibana Masamune vest and the underground base of the Oni headquarters which was a mess with corpses everywhere.
If he hadn't sensed something was wrong last night and replaced his body with a substitute and ran away before the Genji brothers entered the building, he would probably have been the one to have his head chopped off.
Switching the surveillance footage, out of sight, out of mind, Herzog set his sights on the gigolo club standing on the busiest street in Shinjuku District, and the Genji Heavy Industries Building that stood like a black stone tablet among the gray buildings. His eyes shifted between the two, as if he was choosing a suitable target.
"Yuan Zhisheng has to be kept to balance Angé for the time being, and without the strengthening of the ancient dragon fetal blood, he may not be able to defeat the resurrected god."
Herzog hesitated and looked at the very ostentatious sign of the Yorozuya Shop with some hesitation in his eyes.
The stand-in had finished speaking all his lines before he died. Now that he (Bondarev) is apparently completely dead, no one should divert their attention from the God-killing Plan and watch out for his sneak attack.
But, I always feel something is wrong.
Herzog looked suspicious. He was an old and cunning man. The more he looked, the more he felt that the Yorozuya Shop was a trap.
Just when he was secretly having a headache, a stealthy figure in the surveillance footage caught his attention.
Half a street away from the Genji Heavy Industries Building, there was a gray-haired old man holding a newspaper, his eyes fixed on the dark building in the distance with a complicated expression.
"This is……"
Herzog frowned slightly and manipulated the mouse to enlarge the surveillance screen.
After seeing the old man's face clearly, a playful smile appeared on his lips.
(End of this chapter)
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