Volume 1, Third-Rate Agent Chapter 476 He Must Die

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Mitsui Langbei sat in the inner hall for a long time, perhaps because of his old age, he didn't want to move much. ⊥ used to live in the backyard, and his life was as plain as water, and he didn't want to interfere in clan affairs.

When he was old, he was tired of fighting and killing, and wanted to live a quiet life. Unexpectedly, he would have one more day, which made him very emotional and angry at the same time.

His cloudy eyes looked at the void in front of him blankly, and he thought of some old fellows, those old guys of the same era as him, I don't know how many are left?

Probably almost dead, there are basically no people who can live like him until now.

At least, as far as he knew, the old stubborn cow at the Buckton family must be dead. There is also the Kawashima family, and the old Kawashima who likes to compete with himself for women has also returned to the west and gone to see Aunt Amaterasu.

Speaking of which, this old guy died early, so he was destined to take advantage of him. When he was young, Lao Kawashima couldn't compete for a woman, and now he has to accompany a great-granddaughter, and he will lose if he dies.

That's right, this is him, Mitsui Langbei, proud of the first.

He is better than others in every way, even in terms of longevity, who can compare to him?

Heroes are in the twilight, he always doesn't want to call himself a hero, because heroes grow old fast and die quickly, so he lives so long, how can he be a hero?

A faint mockery crossed his lips, and he closed his eyes again.

"The guy who married the Kawashima family is called ...... Junyi, right?" he said softly.

"Back to the ancestors, it's Mitsui Toshiyoshi!" one person stood up and replied respectfully.

"How's that kid?" asked Mitsui Langbei.

The man hesitated a little, but only for a moment, "It's not as good as the woman of the Kawashima family." ”

"Oh? hehe," Mitsui Langbei seemed a little surprised, and a little surprised, "The men of the Mitsui family are not as good as the women of the Kawashima family, hey, this Mitsui Toshiyoshi guy is a little too grassy, you need to work more hard on educating future generations!"

"Yes!" the man whispered.

Mitsui Langbei turned a deaf ear, and he said happily, "However, no matter how strong the woman of the Kawashima family is, is she not going to marry a man from our Mitsui family?" What could be more wonderful than this?"

He smiled softly and seemed happy.

But whether he is happy or angry, he must maintain mental calm, otherwise the gradually aging organs in his body will not be able to bear the burden and stop running, then he will burp.

Everyone in the inner hall was so afraid of Mitsui Langbei that when he laughed, they didn't make a sound, naturally because they were afraid that the moody former head of the family would be punished.

Mitsui Langbei just smiled and closed his mouth boringly.

It was indeed very boring, and the people sitting in the inner hall were all the descendants of the family who had witnessed his rise and glory, and no one could speak confidently in front of him except fear and timidity.

Thinking of this, the face of Ayako Mitsui came to his mind.

The irritability for no reason made his breath fluctuate a little, and after a long silence, he said, "Let's go down, find out the enemies of the Mitsui family, punish the murderer who hurt Ayako, and then do your best to help Moeshi take care of the family business, and temporarily stop the secret infighting before deciding the heir." ”

He said in a deep voice, "I have heard the inspiration of Amaterasu, and my days are numbered. ”

"Old Ancestor!" everyone in the inner hall knelt down in horror and shouted.

"The Mitsui family will face great danger, this time it must be united by all the family members, and they can get through it as one, otherwise they will ......" Mitsui Langbei sighed, "What is so terrible about death? Glory and dust are the things I don't want to see, you have to do it yourself." ”

After saying this, he got up with the support of two beautiful women and walked slowly towards the door. Everyone in the inner hall did not move, all of them knelt on their knees, only to hear footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Mitsui Langbei refused to return to the backyard, and went to Mitsui Ayako's room in the side yard.

This is the ancestral house of the Mitsui family, and the people who can have a room here are only favored children and grandchildren, except for the elders of the family and the heroes.

Mitsui Ayako is undoubtedly favored, she even has an independent small courtyard, and at the moment, in addition to the maids who serve on weekdays, there are doctors and experts who come and go.

These people are all elites cultivated by the family, and they are either in-laws with the Mitsui family, or they are bought by money to control their families, and the Mitsui family is very reassuring to them.

The arrival of Mitsui Langbei made the courtyard a little more depressed, and he didn't like this atmosphere, so he drove everyone away, including the maids around him.

He entered the room with a cane, and beside the white bed, various instruments were placed, and Mitsui Ayako looked at the equally pale ceiling with empty eyes, as if she was unaware of the arrival of Mitsui Langbei, until he walked in and stretched out his hand that was as old as a withered tree.

Mitsui Langbei's face remained unchanged, and he didn't say anything when he came to the bed, but stretched out his hand and touched the beauty in the bed. A touch of softness and tenderness quietly bloomed in the palm of his hand, and he felt that as soon as he used force, he would be pinched, so he used a lot of force.

Mitsui Ayako's pale face gradually turned red, and there was a touch of shame and anger in her eyes, a trace of pain, and a little pleasure that was hidden deeply.

Mitsui Langbei didn't notice it, his withered hands were still kneading wantonly, he even began to be dissatisfied, changed positions, touched another piece of fullness, and left traces wantonly, slowly slid down the furrow in his chest, sliding, turning in a circle in the navel, and then ......

"That's enough!" Mitsui Ayako's face turned delicate at some point, but her eyes were full of anger, but the voice she made because of anger was not beautiful, it was as dry and ugly as a machine.

Mitsui Langbei silently withdrew his hand and gently wiped it on the white futon, as if to dispose of some kind of liquid traces.

"What shall I call you?" said Mitsui Ayako miserably, "Grandpa, uncle, father, or husband, in your eyes, I am a worthless toy, right?"

"Yes, I'm injured now, but I don't regret it, I don't regret leaving you!"

"Why are you still in front of me? I don't want to wag my tail at you and beg for mercy, and I don't want to give you a chance to pity me! I don't want to see your ugly appearance, get out of here, get out!!"

"Ahem, ahem!" said so many words in one breath, causing her vocal cords to suffer a huge burden, and she coughed in an instant, and she couldn't stop coughing, and the tears came out, and there was a touch of red on her neck, and the wound was cracked.

"You're still so naughty!" Mitsui Langbei said lightly, looking at her coldly with cloudy eyes, indifferent to her miserable condition.

"Just like your mother, my sister," he said, stretching out his withered hand again, slowly touching her face, stained with tears. "It's too similar, it's too similar. ”

"Don't worry, you are a gift from God, and I will not let anyone hurt you. He whispered, "Whoever hurts you will pay with their lives." ”

"He must die!"