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"Then can I kill them today?" Inuyama He asked in a low voice, his voice as low as a lion or tiger. His brows were furrowed, and the mountain shape between his eyebrows seemed to be sharper.
The old man slowly rolled up his sleeves, and the unknown ancient alchemical sword seemed to be making a metallic roar similar to a dragon's roar.
The short man who called himself Boar Neo was suddenly stunned. He saw something on the wrist of the Japanese old man in front of him. It was part of a tattoo.
There is a complete tattoo on Inuyama He's back, and the part that extends to his wrist is just a part of the tattoo.
This is the tradition of the Japanese underworld. The higher the status of a person, the more complex and gorgeous the tattoo. For example, Principal Ange, who once ruled the entire Japanese underworld after the end of World War II, has the highest-level tattoo on his back, the Wrath of All Realms. It is a battle between countless Yakshas and countless tigers in the fire cloud, which is the legendary war between the Yakshas Kingdom and the Tiger Kingdom.
The rank of the tattoo on Inuyama He's back is far lower than that of the Wrath of the Realms, but it also has a respected status in the ranking of tattoos. Only the most distinguished and powerful generals are qualified to obtain this kind of tattoo.
The old man was wearing a silk lining, the fabric was tight, and as he slowly moved his shoulders and back and stretched his muscles, it seemed as if some ferocious beast had awakened in his body.
Before Gen Chisei appeared, some people said that the person with the greatest hope of challenging Principal Ange in the Japanese branch was Inuyama Ka. His words were powerful Setsuna, which could increase his speed in a short period of time to a level comparable to that of Ange after using Time Zero.
Although Time Zero is a higher-level Word Spirit than Setsuna, Setsuna is also the only Word Spirit among all Word Spirits that can counter Time Zero.
When Inuyama He used the ninth-level moment that he had never used before in his life, even Angé would be intoxicated by the star-like sword light.
“I’ve said before that everyone who appears here carries sins that are enough to kill them ten or even a hundred times. These people have committed heinous crimes in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, and the hands of each of them are stained with the blood of innocent people.” Lu Mingfei’s voice was cold. The secret party has never been a charity organization. Although their style of doing things has indeed become much milder in recent years, once someone really touches their bottom line, they will realize how big a mistake they have made.
Apparently, Neo the Boar made just such a mistake.
Once captured, he would not even have the chance to be sent to a small island in the center of the Pacific Ocean to recuperate. The only fate that awaited this little man was to be sent to the gallows.
The entire conversation between Lu Mingfei and Inuyama He was conducted in Chinese. Boar Neo once studied at Kassel College, so his Chinese proficiency was not weak, so his expression was becoming more and more gloomy, and some kind of horrible aura was being pumped into every drop of blood in his limbs with the beating of his heart.
"As you have heard, Boar Neo, perhaps today is the day you die. Don't threaten me with Brazilian law. I know you are good friends with the mayor and prosecutor of Rio de Janeiro. But you should know that in a country like this, the Camarilla has long held special law enforcement powers granted by the central government. We can impose any form of criminal punishment on you on behalf of the law enforcement agencies of Rio de Janeiro. I have read Brazilian law before coming here. The death penalty still exists, although it was last executed in 1876 under the influence of many drug dealers, and it has been abolished in practice. But as long as this criminal law is still written in the article, it is a tool we can use. Kill you, and you will be the second Brazilian to be executed since 1876."
Lu Mingfei flicked the arc of desire, and a crisp metallic humming sound vibrated and spread. The cold knife light cut through the white steam, making the boar Neo almost unable to open his eyes.
“Of course, you still have a second choice. From now on, cooperate with us and help us find out those things standing behind you.” Lu Mingfei’s originally drooping eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and the pair of golden eyes that were already majestic now bloomed with light like gods and demons.
Everyone who saw those eyes stepped back involuntarily. They lowered their heads timidly and looked away, not daring to meet those godly eyes, except for one girl.
Lu Mingfei lit a cigarette for himself.
He understands human nature and human hearts too well.
First show your majesty and terror, let the interrogated person see that death is just around the corner. Then throw out the hope of survival, and you will be able to get a lot of the information you want.
This is the most commonly used interrogation method.
The interrogation began the moment he met the boar Neo.
"Tell me, who is the person behind you and your trading partner?" Lu Mingfei took another step forward.
"The person behind the scenes?" Boar Neo shook his head. "I don't know what you are talking about, respected... Mr. Kassel Academy Envoy."
Until now he was still unwilling to betray the person who could bring him everything, or maybe he didn't have the courage to betray that person.
Compared to the punishment for betrayal, death is probably the best outcome.
Lu Mingfei smiled and said, "You and your guests are just gangsters. I know that gang members like you are only interested in profit and your desires are difficult to satisfy."
When he said this, he was undoubtedly alluding to the Sheqi Eight Clan in Japan. The Sheqi Eight Clan is an organization composed of the world's largest gangs.
But Inuyama He's expression didn't change at all.
The Japanese are such a strange people. Even Inuyama He, who is actually loyal to Principal Ange, is the same. They admire the strong and despise the weak. In their eyes, Lu Mingfei is undoubtedly an absolute strong man.
Even the most powerful hybrid of the eight Snake families, the real Amaterasu, and the only true imperial child in decades, who is now recognized as such, could never challenge the authority of the four monarchs, but Lu Mingfei did it.
Then such a strong person would naturally be qualified to criticize the behavior of the Eight Clans of Sheqi.
"The nature of gangs is to fight without rules, to eat up the territories of enemies and allies to strengthen themselves. If you are not greedy enough and do not eat fast enough, you may be eaten by others in your turn. You are always eating up the value of others, like zombies on the dining table, but you don't know that your own value has also been clearly marked and placed on another table." Lu Mingfei chuckled.
Boar Neo was obviously stunned for a moment. He heard some words from the powerful academy envoy that seemed to have been heard from another person.
That person's name was Tachibana Masamune.
The real ruler of the Sheqi Eight Clans is also his real trading partner.
But Boar Neo would never betray Tachibana Masamune. He was not afraid of that vicious man, but of another force, another force that was controlling the direction of the world.
"I know who you are trading with, but that's not what I want to confirm. I hope you can tell me who is standing behind you and your friend." Lu Mingfei said slowly.
Boar Neo was shocked and terrified, but his face remained expressionless: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
"It's okay, I know you won't say it. But we have many ways to pry your mouth open." Lu Mingfei said coldly, "I am a student of Principal Yu Angers. In 1946, he forcibly supported the defeated Inuyama family to become the most powerful family among the Eight Snake Families, and appointed Inuyama He as the first head of the Japanese branch. He was able to do this not because he gave any benefits, but because his knife was fast enough to kill every head of the Eight Snake Families. You and your partner are both unruly people, and the person who can tame you will never lure you with benefits, but..."
Lu Mingfei stretched out a hand and slowly clenched it in the air, "An iron fist!"
"iron hand?"
“Boar Neo, you and your friend are just clowns in the front. Everything you do is calculated by him, and your fate is written by him. You don’t know what you are doing at all, and you don’t know what the final result will be. Maybe he promised you something like the throne of the world or eternal life on the other side, but those things are illusory. Everything you do today is pushing the world into the abyss.” Lu Mingfei said slowly. He was already standing in front of Boar Neo, looking down at the guy who looked like a hip-hop singer, and saw a trace of panic in his eyes.
"I must kill your friend, but killing you will do me no good. You can choose to cooperate with me, and we can work together to find out the iron-fisted man hiding behind the scenes. I can protect you, and I can also promise you what he promised you." Lu Mingfei seemed to have learned Lu Mingze's tone. Every word he said was full of temptation, just like the devil in the Garden of Eden who tempted Adam and Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.
When he said this, Lu Mingfei seemed to hear a boy laughing in his ear.
The boar Neo suddenly laughed softly.
His laughter gradually became more and more unbridled and more and more dramatic. The gangsters who were originally subdued by the power of Lu Mingfei and Inuyama He suddenly showed ferocious eyes again.
The thugs dropped the broken guns, and after a few seconds of silence, they all grasped their daggers and rushed forward.
The wall of people was getting tighter and tighter, but Lu Mingfei was still smoking.
"Don't waste your energy, brother." The boar Neo suddenly stopped laughing. His expression became hideous and disgusting. Now he looked like a real desperado who would do all kinds of evil.
“We all know very well what the secret party and Kassel Academy are. Old guys like Ange and Schneider taught us the law of the jungle. They also taught us that only those who hold power and authority are qualified to have a place in the frenzy of dividing up this world.” Boar Neo’s eyes were red. It was not pure red, but a dull gold with a red tint, like Lu Mingfei’s golden pupils.
However, his golden eyes were no match for Lu Mingfei's. He looked more like a ruthless little kid who wanted to fight an adult with a stick.
"Don't say such words about the survival of the fittest, senior. There are always some people who stand in front of the weak, and there are always some people who pick up knives and fight the strong. We are such people. If you think you are weak, then stand behind me. If you think you are strong, then stand beside me. If you stand opposite me, then you are my enemy, and my enemies never have a good ending." Lu Mingfei said.
"You know you won't tell it. We are destined to be enemies. You kill me or I kill you." Boar Neo also lit a cigar. He probably wanted to give himself courage at this critical moment. The hand holding the cigar was clearly shaking, but he still stood straight in front of Lu Mingfei.
"There won't be any consequences if I kill you, but if you really can kill me, senior, you probably won't be able to walk out of Rio de Janeiro alive." Lu Mingfei smiled.
In fact, he rarely kills people. After accepting the Nibelungen Plan, Lu Mingfei's methods became more gentle than those of previous student union presidents.
But when he faced his real enemy, he would become madly angry. Those who were actually killed by him were so miserable that the academy even had to ask teacher Masashi Toyama to evaluate Lu Mingfei's psychology.
"So be it. What I pursue is indeed the ultimate throne of the world. There are not many thrones, and anyone who dreams of getting his hands on the crown must be prepared to sacrifice his life. I have already sacrificed my soul, so even if I die, it is what I deserve." Boar Neo finally lit the cigar and tremblingly put it into his mouth.
All the cowardice he displayed was actually an illusion. There were two large-caliber modified revolvers on Neo's waist. Even an African elephant would be killed on the spot if hit head-on by these pistols.
But just as he was about to pull out the two guns, a ghostly hand had already taken away his guns.
At the same time, his other hand slapped the burning cigar hard, pushing the entire thing into his mouth.
The hand also covered the boar Neo's mouth to prevent him from wailing.
Such an attack was not enough to kill Neo the Boar, but it could anger him and make him feel humiliated.
This is exactly what Lu Mingfei wanted.
He would never take any enemy lightly, even though he was now in the fourth stage of blood burst, he could still fight head-on with the young Dragon King without being at a disadvantage.
An angry enemy may lose his mind, and an insane hybrid is not much stronger than a beast.
Unexpectedly, Boar Neo’s real weapon was not the two large-caliber revolvers, but a black bayonet hidden behind him!
The little man turned around the moment he was attacked and slashed diagonally with his bayonet.
It turned out to be a rare and extremely authentic "reverse cassock"!
Boar Neo can actually be considered a master of swordsmanship. He is very talented in close combat weapons, but his unique spiritual power makes him dislike using weapons.
But Lu Mingfei and Inuyama He were both too powerful, so powerful that Boar Neo didn't even know if he could fight against either of them.
So he did not hold back at all and used the sword skills he learned from that devilish man in Japan!
The "reverse kasaya" of the Japanese sword is a fierce left-slanting cut that is difficult to defend against.
Boar Neo swung with all his strength, almost risking spraining his arm.
Dense sparks flew out of the bayonet. The spirit of the boar Neo's words was a bronze throne, which not only increased his ability to withstand blows, but also increased his strength exponentially.
But even with this terrifying force, he was unable to repel the attacker even a step!
The boar Neo glanced at him fiercely, but he felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
He looked at his enemy again. The expressionless Chinese boy had hands covered with iron-blue scales, as hard as cold-forged steel. The bayonet was slashing at those scales without any success.
Lu Mingfei looked at the boar Neo silently, the light in his eyes was so dazzling.
He had grasped the little man's wrist, and Neo the Boar's strength was almost entirely incapable of helping him to break free of the restraint.
This is a difference between heaven and earth.
And that Japanese old man, the boar Inuyama He whom Neo had actually heard of, had turned into a sharp light, sweeping away the minions who had rushed here to support their boss, and setting off a scarlet hurricane in the crowd.
"You probably have a way to temporarily break through your critical blood limit, but I suggest you don't do that." Lu Mingfei said softly.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if Neo the Boar would have his head chopped off if he made the slightest movement.
"Because then I'm afraid I will have to kill you." Lu Mingfei sighed.
He could feel a surge of power flowing through the blood vessels of the boar Neo and into his entire body. This power was so familiar.
That is a method similar to bloodletting.
"Stop talking nonsense, do you think you can catch me with this?" The boar Neo's eyes were red and he growled in a low voice.
Chapter 129: Summer's Mourning Tombstone
The Aston Martin classic car, which is repaired every day, is running wildly in the darkness, driving towards the city with dust. This old and expensive big toy has obviously just been waxed, and the body of the car looks dazzling because of the fireworks shining in the sky like a field of flowers.
Large tracts of alfalfa fields passed by quickly on both sides of the deserted road. Angé sat leisurely in the passenger seat. He was wearing a black suit and windbreaker, with a dark red rose on his chest. In his left hand, he held a bottle of champagne with rolling bubbles and golden luster, and in his right hand, he held a lit black and gold Cohiba cigar. The white smoke was like long silk, which was exhaled by the old man and then rose up, and was blown away by the oncoming wind.
Henkel, who was sitting in the driver's seat, filled the revolver named West Watch with gunpowder with one hand. After compacting it silently, he loaded in pure silver bullets one by one, the tips of which had been blunted and carved with intricate patterns.
This car is his treasure. Old Han Gao has no children, and apart from a few friends, there are really not many precious things to him. This Aston Martin can definitely be ranked among them.
"So many years have passed, Fidelis, can you still hold on to your Watch of the West as tightly as you did in the past?" Angers stretched his body comfortably. This road between the city and the countryside was not recognized by the revelers, so it was surprisingly quiet here today.
The old fellow looked relaxed and comfortable, but in fact, all the muscles in his body were as tight as steel. In his current state, he was fully focused, the realm of time zero was constantly surging on his body surface, and those ancient languages were dormant deep in his throat, ready to be recited at any time at a speed beyond the human limit.
Fidelis von Henkel, this is a name that is well-known even in the whole world of hybrids. In the hundreds of years since Columbus discovered the New World and the Mayflower brought the first European hybrid to the United States, he is definitely the most legendary one. In the era of the vast and vast western development, the young Henkel was the most sturdy cowboy. He was able to chase a revived pure-blood dragon from Washington to Chicago.
He is both a brave and courageous pioneer and a bloody dragon slayer. In that chaotic era, most of the Deadpool Group and the pure-blooded dragon clan that once ravaged the entire American continent suffered a bloodbath from Han Gao and his forces.
The legend of Henkel can be heard everywhere in the wilderness of the Great West and under the neon lights of Chicago. He and his Western Watch left the hot dragon's blood on every inch of American land.