"Wait!"

Yamamoto's majestic voice rang out.

It may be that his father's majesty has been haunted since he was a child, and Ryosuke Yamamoto shivered inexplicably and paused.

"Yuichi Kudo is why he is looking for trouble with you today, tell me in detail."

Ryosuke Yamamoto put away his somewhat panicked expression, pretended to be impatient and turned his head and muttered: "Because there is a small sect in Arakawa District, who knows what kind of nerves he has, I don't think there is anything wrong with that sect, he suddenly came to the door with the Collectibles Association and arrested a lot of people." ”

Yamamoto Yu glanced at his son calmly, and continued to ask: "Arakawa Sect, I know, that sect has two heads, a man and a woman, how are the two of them?" ”

Ryosuke Yamamoto tilted his head and thought about it, he didn't pay attention to the male person in charge at all, he was very impressed by the hot girl, and he still has an endless aftertaste when he thinks about it now that year, that woman's long legs are like snakes, and he can't breathe, and he wants to die, so he will arrive at the scene so quickly after the Arakawa Sect, and he is so concerned.

"The man doesn't know, I haven't seen it, the woman seems to have escaped."

Frowning, Yamamoto put down the newspaper in his hand and raised his voice slightly: "You weren't there?" How come you don't know anything? ”

Ryosuke Yamamoto didn't know why, he was angry when he heard this--I'm your own son, this kind of thing happened, you don't just ask for warmth, why do you catch such an irrelevant trivial matter?

He said even worse: "I don't know! I've been beaten in the face by the Kudo family's imps, do you still stay there to use him as a punching bag? ”

Leaving such a sentence, Ryosuke Yamamoto was in no mood to go upstairs, turned around and walked quickly to the entrance, put on his shoes and pushed the door away, never looking at his father again.

A heavy slamming sound sounded, and a hint of anger finally appeared on Yamamoto's indifferent face.

"This shit..."

"Has the Collectibles Guild intervened, they are really well informed, and this temptation has failed..."

"I just don't know if they've found something deeper..."

Yamamoto suddenly coughed violently, his face was a little unhealthy, and at this moment, the mobile phone on his desk suddenly lit up.

Looking at the caller ID, Yamamoto hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

"Hey... It's me. ”

"yes, there's some trouble, but it should be fine, it's just a test, look at the sensitivity of those imps in the Collectibles Society."

"We still rely on this rain, you don't care about one or the other!"

“...”

"That's the way you talk to me? Why, do you think you Thor people are except me... Is there anyone else to borrow?! ”

"Shut up, stay there for me, wait for my news!"

"When I can, I won't leave you behind!"

"Listen up, disobedient partner ... I don't need to, if you still point fingers at me like this next time, I'll put you and the god behind you first... Let's eat it first! ”

At first, the tone was relatively flat, and by the end, Yamamoto was already an out-and-out threat.

Listening to these contents, it seems that the person on the other side of the phone is a "partner", but this attitude is really not the attitude towards a friend.

After a cold reprimand, the phone hung up unsurprisingly.

Yamamoto closed his eyes for a long time and sighed heavily.

He looked at the paper mixed in the newspaper, struggled for a long time with a complicated face, and finally threw the paper aside, the expression on his face no longer hesitated.

"I... There's no way back..."He muttered, slowly stood up, and walked to the study with his body bent.

...

Following.

At five o'clock in the morning, the rain did not stop.

In front of a remote residential apartment building in Arakawa District, a car slowly stopped.

The pure black umbrella poked its head out first, and the figure that came down after it could clearly tell that it was a young man who was not very old.

In his twenties, his appearance is ordinary, and his facial features are ordinary, but there is a faint sense of sharpness that should not be underestimated.

There was no rain on his face, he held an umbrella in one hand and a gorgeous sword with a scabbard in the other.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a middle-aged man in a black suit standing quietly in the rain, with a scar on his face, and severe burn marks on half of his face, half of his head wrapped in gauze, and even blood faintly oozing out under the gauze.

"Young Master, you're back!"

The middle-aged man's voice was a little excited, his eyes were even a little red, and he bowed to the young man and made a big salute, and then he was helped up by the other party.

"Hongshu-san, thank you for your hard work."

A simple sentence seemed to touch the sad valve in Gen Hongshu's heart, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Young master, it's useless for us... I will grow him..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the young man waved his hand and took a deep breath.

"Needless to say, my father is also from a martial arts family, stepping into the road of the pole, he should have expected his fate, his life is not good, but it is by no means bad, when he returns at this time, he will also die, you don't have to mind."

"It's just..."

"I, Yuanqing, am also a son of man, if I am indifferent to the hatred of killing my father, the hurdle in my heart... Can't get by! ”

Genhiroki pursed his lips and hesitated: "But the Kyoto clan is there..."

Genqing was also sent to Kyoto since he was a child to practice at the headquarters of the Genji clan, quite respected, after all, Genji is an ancient surname, but also a family with many rules, he came to Tokyo at this time, although it is said to be revenge for his father, but in the eyes of those who have a heart, it is inevitable that he will make a fuss.

Hanging the sword in his hand from his waist, Yuan Qing also shook his head.

"Those elders don't agree to officially tear their faces with the Collectibles Association, Genji is not as good as it was back then, and it depends on people's faces when doing things, and the Collectibles Association is supported by the two surnames Mitarai and Phoenix Temple, which are not so active."

"Father shouldn't have had anything to do with the extraordinary... The endgame of the Dongwen Society, where it is so easy to meddle, I told my father at the beginning, but he still stubbornly refused..."

"Forget it, it's useless to talk about it now."

"I rushed here alone without permission, and I brought [knee cutting] with me before leaving, which made the elders of the Zong family find out, and it is estimated that I will be expelled directly from the house."

"It doesn't matter, though."

"Kyoto, I didn't plan to go back, if I die this time, it will be considered a well-deserved death, worthy of my father's dedication to me, if I survive, I will stay in Tokyo, rectify the source of the society, my father's hard work, I can't let him be wasted."

"After all, we all have Genji's surname, if we succeed, the clan won't say anything, if we fail, we won't have a chance to look at people's faces again."

"So..."

"No worries, no worries, just sink the boat."

Yuan Qing also lowered her eyes, and at an angle that Yuan Hongshu couldn't see, some hideous looks quietly appeared on her face.

"The blood debt will be paid with blood..."

"That Uesugi ... Must die! ”