Tokyo, Japan.

Meguro area.

It was already dusk in the afternoon, and there were very few pedestrians on the street, which could be described as a few.

On a street near the university, there is a large shed next to it, and a tall old man, wearing a chef's robe, is rolling noodles in his hands.

In front of him, there was a special guest, a handsome young man dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono, and a black stretched Rolls-Royce was parked on the street outside the old man's shed.

In the car, there was also a driver waiting, surrounded by several black-clothed bodyguards, staring at the passers-by from time to time, with bulging pockets around them, not knowing what was there.

These people were all brought by the young man who was sitting on the old man's noodle stall, which shows that this young man is either rich or expensive, and his status is extraordinary. But it was such a noble person who came to an ordinary place on the side of the road to eat ramen.

Soon, the old man rolled out the noodles, put the noodles in the pot, and put them in boiling water. Then, the old man began to prepare the base.

After boiling for more than ten minutes, the noodles were fully cooked, and the old man scooped up the noodles, put them in a bowl prepared in advance, and drizzled them with a secret sauce. Sprinkle with a pinch of chopped green onions, add a hard-boiled white egg, and two pieces of char siu. A steaming, fragrant bowl of ramen is baked.

The old man placed the ramen in front of the young man and looked at the young man in front of him with no mood fluctuations in his eyes. I don't seem to be surprised by the identity of the youth.

The young man looked at the ramen in front of him, took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecued pork, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The fragrant taste of barbecued pork explodes in your mouth instantly.

The young man was silent, then scooped up a pinch of ramen, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The ramen noodles are slippery and slidy, very strong, giving a strong chewiness, and then explode in the mouth.

The young man took a small bite, and suddenly froze, staring blankly at the air in front of him for a while, and suddenly gulped the ramen into his mouth.

The old man looked at the young man eating, and the expression on his face was still no sadness or joy, and he didn't seem to feel happy because of the young man's actions.

Soon, the young man finished the bowl of ramen, took out a tissue and gently wiped his mouth, the young man got up, bowed to the old man and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, the ramen is delicious." ”

As he spoke, the young man took out a thousand-yen bill to settle the bill and turned to leave.

The black-clothed bodyguards around quickly surrounded the young man and protected him inside, and one of the black-clothed bodyguards respectfully opened the door for the young man.

The young man got into the car, closed the door, the driver started the car, and soon, the black extended Rolls-Royce drove away into the distance.

The old man silently watched the departure of the Rolls-Royce and began to clean up the stall.

Just then, the old man's phone rang.

The old man then pulled out an old-looking mobile phone, which showed an encrypted number, and only one person knew his phone number.

"Hey, what are you calling for?!" The old man said, his words were very polite, as if the person on the other side was not worthy of his polite words.

There was silence on the other end of the line, and for a long time, a voice came from the other end of the line, which was equally old, but seemed to be full of mid-term.

"Over the years, you've remained the same, and you haven't changed at all." The person on the other end of the phone looked helpless. However, the old man did not appreciate it at all, his voice was very indifferent, and he said, "If there is anything, just say it, don't delay my time." ”

"I have something very important to tell you, and if you don't want to hear it, then I can shut up." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became playful.

"Then you just shut up." Without hesitation, the old man was ready to hang up.

"I'm going to talk about your children!" The old man's hand that was about to hang up the phone suddenly stiffened, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became brighter, and for a while, the old man was stunned.

"What? Aren't you going to hang up? Why isn't it hanging yet? There was a faint mocking voice on the other end of the phone.

"I want to know where my child came from!" The old man asked lightly, with a look of doubt in his eyes, thinking about the women he had come into contact with over the years, calculating which one would have his own child.

"It's Kobayakawa? Or Songgang? Or is it Mieko? ”

"Neither."

Said on the other end of the phone.

The old man was silent again for a long time, and suddenly said angrily: "Are you playing me? ”

"I didn't fool you."

"And where the hell did my child come from?"

"Guess what."

The old man's face was throbbing, and a pair of fists were clenched, obviously reaching the limit.

As if sensing the old man's abnormality, he made a haha on the other end of the phone and said, "Do you remember the batch of sperm you donated when you were young?" Your three children came out of IVF with this batch of sperm. ”

"What? Three children? The old man shouted, looking excited, and hurriedly asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?" ”

"Uh...... Two boys and one girl. ”

"Boys and girls, okay, boys and girls......" The old man did not continue to listen to the content of the phone, but instead burst into tears and whispered.

"By the way, what's the name of the boy and girl?" The old man suddenly remembered that he didn't know his child's name, and hurriedly asked.

"Hmm...... The eldest one is called Gen Zhisheng, the younger one is called Gen Zhinu, and the youngest is a girl named Eri Yi. ”

"Good name, good name." The old man was excited and said again and again.

"Oh, by the way, one of them is named Yuan Zhisheng, a student of a certain class of the academy, he said today that he was going to look for you, and I don't know if he has arrived." The other end of the phone said suddenly.

"Looking for me?"

The old man was suddenly stunned, and he had a bad premonition in his heart, right?

For a moment, the old man thought of the young man who had just left, and the appearance of that young man seemed to have a slight resemblance to his younger self.

He ...... Is it my child?! The old man sat down on the ground in despair.

"By the way, your child, that is, the Eight Snake Qi families, has a bit of a lot of personnel recently, and the White King is likely to recover, so your best words are to go back and help......"

"Your child is now the ...... of the Eight Families of Snakes."

The phone hung up abruptly. The old man, who had lost his soul, was now bright again.

"The White King is revived?" The old man showed a sneer, "With me, no one can hurt my children." ”

The old man's face showed a strong sense of confidence and murderous aura, and some of his rickety backs also became straight, like a mountain, unshakable.

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