This is for Tachibana Masamune. It's a gamble, both sides have brought chips, and it doesn't matter if there is a small fight in front, just see who has the courage to shout stud.

When he was young and vigorous, he also chased stars. He had a very impressive saying.

"It's a Swiss bank cashier's note, worth a billion dollars. Add to that my hand, and the stakes should be enough. ”

Tachibana Masamune's ambitions are huge, and a billion dollars and one hand are not enough.

He gambled on the whole world, but he appreciated that courage.

"If he really got the power of the Dragon King Norton, then he should also come for the sake of the 'gods'."

Tachibana Masamune frowned. Alone in the silent cabin, muttering.

He cut off the screen in front of him, shredding the file completely, and there was no possibility of restoring it.

Tachibana Masamune stood up and straightened his tie, with two stacks of documents by his side.

The recent bloodline of the head of the Uesugi family, Eri Kami, and the information of the former head of the Snake Eight family, Ueshigoshi.

This is his big and small king. However, the top shirt is very important to him, and it is one of the steps that cannot be missed.

And the shirt is a surprise for him. This is what Inuyama He told him, after being defeated by Chu Mo, although Uesugi Yue would not listen to his command. But he had spent a long time, studied the man, and might be of use to him.

Even if Chu Mo is a dragon king of the four great kings. This man's strength also has the power to fight!

"The head of the family, the representatives of the Kassel Academy came, and they said that Mr. Chu Mo entrusted them with full responsibility."

Outside the door, a call rang out.

"Well, got it. Tell the other heads of the house to come over and prepare for the meeting. ”

Tachibana Masamune responded calmly, put the two stacks of documents away, locked them in the safe, and then pushed the door and walked out.

This meeting is not much different from the original. Tachibana Masamune knew that there was no dragon king in the Japanese trench, but he still fooled Lu Mingfei and the three of them, probably with the idea of killing them.

In the Awakening Temple, among the Yaqi families, there are five family heads. Inuyama and Ryoma Genichiro's injuries are not yet healed, and Eri Uesugi will not attend such an occasion.

There was a charcoal stove on the table, and on the stove sat a Kansai iron kettle, the iron kettle was dark and heavy, and the upper half resembled a durian with countless blunt thorns. The lower half is carved with a red-faced, long-nosed ravengu, spreading its wings and flying in the flames of the flowing clouds.

The five heads of the family plus Lu Mingfei sat around the table, with special maid costumes.

Everyone was discussing with great interest, but Lu Mingfei stared at the Kansai iron kettle in front of him in a daze, thinking about when the water would boil. The charcoal fire burned the bottom of the pot red, and the face and wings of the Raven Tengu glowed with glowing fire. The water is about to boil. A breeze blows and the water in the pot gurgles.

"The mission statement has been prepared and placed in front of you, and I think you all know that your mission this time is to survey the icebreaker Lenin, which sank in 1992, and it is up to me to give you a detailed mission statement." Gen Zhisheng spread out the chart on the table and put a red circle on a certain position, "This is the chart of the Sea of Japan, and the last distress signal of the Lenin was sent from this position that I circled, 120 nautical miles from the coastline of Japan." ”

"Hmm." Caesar nodded.

"Are we really going to slay dragons?" Lu Mingfei turned his head sideways and secretly asked Chu Zihang, why are these two buddies not afraid at all, they are dragons!

Because of Chu Mo, this was the first time Lu Mingfei had performed this kind of task. The previous King of Bronze and Fire, as well as the King of Earth and Mountain, were all leveled by Chu Mo.

He remembered that before he went out, Chu Mo patted him on the shoulder and told him, don't worry, he has already arranged bodyguards.

"This is also the location of the Lenin wreck, you may have heard of that trench, which is actually one with the Kuril Trench, the Ogasawara Trench, and the Mariana Trench, which is an abyss at the bottom of the sea, several dry kilometers long, which is geologically the dividing line between the Eurasian plate and the Pacific plate. The Pacific plate rushes underneath the Eurasian plate, forming an extremely deep fracture at the junction. The deepest part of the trench is called the Tuscarola, with a depth of 8,513 meters. ”

Yuan Zhisheng explained the details of the chart in detail, but Lu Mingfei was a little impatient.

"Just say, what are we going to do, what's the use of knowing this?"

"Well, to make a long story short, there's a dragon hiding in the abyss, and our probe has checked the frequency of a heartbeat. The Lenin passed through the unnamed port of Northern Siberia and took a precious dragon embryo, which was then destroyed in a fire. ”

Gen Zhisheng became serious, "Your mission is to dive down to the location of the dragon embryo and bomb it!" ”

That's a bunch of crazy people.

Lu Mingfei thought so, but when he looked at Caesar around him with an excited face, he knew that he didn't have to refuse this matter, and it was also about his scholarship this semester. Although he has a black card, he is embarrassed to keep brushing it without skin and face.

Yuan Zhisheng took Lu Mingfei and the three of them to see the deep submersible prepared by their Japanese branch scientific research institute, the Diriaeste. The submersible has been modified by the Armament Department to be up to the task.

The people are all there, the equipment is there, everything falls into place, and the smooth is indescribable.

Tonight, the day of the dragon slay.

When Chu Mo woke up, it was already afternoon. He ordered a cup of coffee and sat on the balcony on the top floor in a daze with the cold wind.

"Boss, don't you have anything to do today?" Xia Mi, who was dressed in a secretary's suit, asked curiously.

Chu Mo glanced at it and exclaimed with rare admiration: "It's really rare, you actually wear formal clothes to work." ”

Xia Mi rolled her eyes, it's not that the clothes you prepared are too revealing.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a hard time?" Chu Mo chuckled, "It is estimated that Lu Mingfei has already taken the special car to the port." ”

"Boss, why do you care so much about that kid? Even Chu Zihang and Caesar are much stronger than that guy. Xia Mi asked puzzled, she had a lot of information in her hand, including Lu Mingfei's, "Just because he is your little brother?" ”

Chu Mo smiled even more happily, when Lu Mingze heard what you said, he would scold you for being unfilial.

"Don't worry, we have to rest now, and when it is dawn, it will be our turn to clean up the mess." Chu Mo ignored Xia Mi's previous question and replied. Picked up the steaming coffee in front of him and tasted it slowly.

At night, it rained lightly and the weather was slightly cool. On the side street at the back entrance of the National University of Tokyo, a wooden van is parked on the side of the street.

The windows are open to create a canopy, and two wooden benches are placed under the canopy, on which guests sit and eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car. Although the sparrows are small, the soup pots and ingredients are neatly arranged on the board, and after the guests sit down, they are dark blue

The cloth cover just enough to cover their upper body, creating an intimate environment. Compared with the "famous ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this house trolley are a little worse, but the price is also a lot cheaper, most of the people who come here to eat noodles are poor students in Todairi, the boss Master Yue has been open here for many years, and the reputation is also reasonable.

"Master Yue, don't you collect the stall when it rains?" The student lifted the cloth and glanced at the pouring rain outside.

"If there are no other customers, the stall will be closed." Chef Yue cleaned up the noodle bowl and chatted with the guests without saying a word.

Chef Yue is not young, his white hair is combed neatly parted, he is wearing a ramen master's unique white linen overalls, and a black towel is tied to his forehead, and he looks as if he has dealt with ramen all his life.

"That's the old rule, a big bowl of ramen, the food in the college cafeteria is so bad that I'm hungry. By the way, don't have green onions, but don't forget. The student sat down on a wooden stool and spoke.

"Holo."

Master Yue readily agreed, and began to ramen with skillful movements.

Heavy rain crackled on the shed. A black elongated Lincoln appeared at the end of the road, sliding through the stagnant water towards the van. This is a luxury car of tens of millions, and it attracted the attention of countless passers-by as soon as it appeared.

People with such a status will also come to eat a bowl of ramen on a rainy day? Everyone was curious.

The extended Lincoln quietly docked on the side of the road, the windshield wipers sweeping the rain from the front window. When the transparent fan-shaped area appeared, the boss saw the people in the car clearly, and in the car sat a white-haired old man, who was wearing a black suit, in high spirits, and exuding endless majesty.

Master Yue seemed to see his former self, and he was suddenly a little stunned.

The doors opened, and the high-end custom-made leather shoes didn't mind stepping in the rain. There are special people who hold up a black umbrella for the old man who got out of the car, and the rain flows down from all directions of the umbrella.

Any member of the underworld should know this old man, Tachibana Masamune, who came here alone when the Abyss Plan was about to be executed. Because at this time, everyone's eyes are on the Abyss Project, and no one will notice where he has gone.

"I'm sorry, I have to close, I'm sorry I gave you this wine." Master Yue said lightly.

He didn't know the old man, but he had a familiar feeling that he was sure he had come to find him. Former enemies?

"Oh, that's okay."

The student seemed to understand the strangeness of the atmosphere, and hurriedly packed up his things and put down the money.

Master Yue sent the student a few steps, and passed by Tachibana Masamune, his eyes looking in a completely different direction. Master Yue returned to the car and turned off the colored lights around the signboard, leaving only a lone lamp on the soup pot. Tachibana Masamune was already sitting in the shed waiting for him.

Once and now the Underworld Supreme, they actually met in such a humble place.

"Sorry to interrupt your business." Tachibana Masamune said politely, "Actually, I was really surprised when I learned that you were still alive, Lady Shirt. ”

"I'm the current patriarch of the Snake Eight family, Tachibana Masamune, and I met you when I was young."

"That's what I used to call now, I'm just a ramen chef now, and I've been working here for sixty years." Kamikoshi glanced up at Tachibana Masamune, looked at it slightly for a moment, and then bowed his head boredly and stirred the soup.

"Shirt Parents!" Tachibana Masamune suddenly accentuated his tone a little, and sincerely bowed his head and attached himself to the table, "In the decades since I reigned, the Eight Families of Snake Qi no longer have the glory of the past, the fierce ghosts, gods, we need you back." I can abdicate if you wish. ”

"If you just want to say this, you can go back, it's really unlucky, you can be found hiding here. It was the grandson of Ahona who told you, and since he told you, why didn't he come with you? ”

The ramen chef of Kamishigoshi 'doesn't know whether to live or die' teaches the head of the Eight Families of Snakes. The arrogance in his bones has never disappeared.

"The head of the Inuyama family was seriously injured the day before yesterday, and he was just rescued today, so he really can't go along." Tachibana Masamune looked up and said apologetically, "God has been revived, and we have a partnership with the Kassel Academy. ”

"If we can't kill it, maybe all of Tokyo will be destroyed. You are the Emperor, and we need you. ”

The hand that was rubbing the table paused for 1 second, and then he continued to wipe the table vigorously: "What are you running to me for?" I'm of little use to you, people like me are the waste of the old days. ”

"The new era does not need an emperor, and my emperor died in 1945. If Tokyo was destroyed, I would buy a plane ticket to Huaxia to sell my ramen so that I could learn other crafts. ”

"Besides, aren't you still working with the Kassel Academy? That old thing in Ange doesn't have any skills, but he should be measured. Kami's excited tone calmed down a little and said slowly, but he didn't look up at Tachibana Masamune.

"Parent of the shirt, Headmaster Angers has died, killed by a young man a week ago. That young man is now coming to Tokyo with the same purpose as God. And in the family, because of the death of Principal Angers, many people have become restless and want to continue to be the so-called Japanese branch. ”

"The entire Snake Eight Family is in a mess now, and there are many crises around it." Tachibana Masamune deliberately exaggerated the situation.

"Oh? Ange is dead...... The old rascal is finally dead. Kamikoshi's movements stopped, and he raised his head to look at the street ahead. On both sides of the road are old-fashioned Japanese houses, with sycamore trees and cherry trees planted in front of them.

"We old things should be obediently eliminated by the times, and we have to pretend to be handsome, and we deserve to die." The shirt muttered, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them suddenly, there were scorching golden pupils in his pupils, and the terrifying coercion was comparable to that of the Dragon King.

"Shirt Parents!"

"Don't say it, I'll say it one last time, I won't go back, don't bother me again." As the words fell, the golden pupils in Uesugi Yue's eyes returned to normal, and he continued to wipe the table, as if he had become a mediocre ramen chef again.

Tachibana Masamune sighed, the vague gaze in his eyes flashed, slowly got up, said a word of interruption, and slowly left.

His goal had been achieved, and he didn't expect to be able to persuade him once.

This man was willing to give up his rights and status, and he became a ramen master from the supreme of the underworld for sixty years. It's not like a few words can let him go back, now just leave a shadow in his heart.

(End of chapter)