There has been heavy rain in Tokyo these days, but today is a rare good weather, the old British gentleman wears a plaid jacket, an old white shirt seems to have the atmosphere of a sunny holiday, a purple scarf is stuffed in the neckline, tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, and a warm smile.

Hilbert Jean Angers was one such person, as long as he stood there, it was as if others could feel the softness of merino wool, the firmness of Canadian red pine, and the bitterness of Scotch whisky.

As soon as he got off the plane, Ange turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey? I've already gotten off the plane, when are you going to see me?"

"I'm sorry, Headmaster, I have other arrangements today, so let the people from the Eight Snake Qi families receive you first, and we'll see you in the evening." Lu Ming on the other end of the phone said apologetically.

"Oh? Have you already settled all the eight families of the Snake Qi?" Ange raised an eyebrow.

"Not really, they probably wouldn't hesitate to kill me if they had the chance." Lu Mingfei said,

"And you're still so crazy? Maybe our phone call has been intercepted by the Eight Snakes?" Ange said.

"Not for sure, but for sure." Lu Mingfei corrected, "I don't care."

"Good boy!" Ange smiled, "That's it, see you in the evening."

At the same time as Ange hung up the phone, the sound of brakes, exclamations, and hurried footsteps suddenly entered the hall, and men in black suits poured into the reception hall from different entrances, their waists bulging with a dagger or a firearm hidden under the suit. This group of thugs in suits formed a human wall side by side, blocking all exits, and all those who tried to enter and exit were all frightened by their cold gaze, and did not dare to act rashly.

The panicked staff dutifully dialed the direct number of the airport guard: "Please send someone here as soon as possible! There were a lot of them, and they were all armed! Alarm! Hurry up ......."

The microphone suddenly lost sound, and the staff raised their heads tremblingly, only to see an elderly man standing in front of the counter, the telephone line had been cut by a knife, and it was being pinched in the hands of the elder at the moment, and the elder gently placed it on the counter, and said politely: "I'm sorry for your trouble, it will be over soon, and the phone doesn't need to be called."

The elder had a strange and hideous cobra tattooed on both hands, and five hideous snake heads were wrapped around his five fingers, each wearing a high crown of flames. It is the so-called "naga" in Hindu mythology, and the legend says that the dragon-like snake is huge, the more powerful it is, and the five-headed naga usually symbolizes demons.

"Makes you laugh." The elder withdrew his hand into his sleeve.

"This is the office of Japan Customs...... Please don't mess around." The staff warns cautiously.

"Don't worry, please work with peace of mind." The elder in the underworld turned around and bowed deeply to the guards who looked vigilant but couldn't stop shivering, "Please stay calm, we won't mess around."

The elder glanced at the passengers waiting to enter the customs, obviously looking for someone, what kind of person can make these underworld use such "courtesy" and not hesitate to go to the country to find it? Is he a traitor in the family or the boss of a rival gang? If you find it, will you take it away on the spot or will you be summarily killed?

There was a dead silence in the hall, only the sound of heavy breathing and heartbeat, although most of the Japanese underworld are also law-abiding, especially rarely hurt people's lives in public, but the underworld is a place to accommodate outlaws after all, and their actions are still difficult for ordinary people to predict.

"The gentleman said you could keep working." Ange said lightly to the staff, "My passport is still in your hands."

The staff looked at Ange and was a little stunned, she thought that the elegant old man probably hadn't figured out the current situation. But she also reacted quickly, lowered her head and stamped the "permission to enter" stamp, and when she handed back her passport, she lowered her voice to remind: "Hurry up!"

"Is it Headmaster Angers?" The elder shouted at Ange from behind, a tremor in his voice.

"You're the one who came to pick you up?" Ange asked, putting away his passport.

The elder hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Ange's suitcase and bowed deeply: "Yoshitaka Tanigawa, the head of Inuyama, welcome the principal to Japan!" The principal has worked hard all the way! I didn't recognize you for a while, damn it! I haven't seen you in years, but I didn't expect you to look so young, Headmaster!"

"Looks? I actually feel quite young." Ange glanced at Yoshitaka Hasegawa and his men around him, "What are you bringing so many people for? Isn't it majestic?"

"Tokyo hasn't been very peaceful lately, so I brought more people to protect the principal's safety." Yoshitaka Hasegawa bowed respectfully, "If you offend, please forgive the principal!"

"If anyone can threaten my safety, then the people you bring with you can only be targeted." Ange said, "Yoshitaka Hasegawa? I seem to remember the name, what level are you?"

Yoshitaka Hasegawa's face flushed with just the right amount of "I feel honored", he straightened his back, and replied loudly, "I entered the school in 1955 and graduated from the Department of Precision Mechanics, and I had the privilege of listening to the lecture of the principal himself!"

"Oh, come to mind, it's you, I remember you were a baby-faced kid."

"Yes! As you get older, your face and appearance have changed, and you can't compare to the headmaster, you have always maintained the same demeanor as you did back then."

"Still playing in the underworld at such an age? It's really not good to learn." Ange frowned and shook his head, as if he felt unworthy of the student's incompetence.

He pulled out a delicate red rose from his pocket and placed it on the counter, "You're a kind and beautiful girl, and you listen to the accent of Kagoshima, right? It's a great place, and I hope that next time I come to Japan, a cute girl like you will welcome me into Japan."

After saying that, Ange turned around and walked towards the exit, Hasegawa Yoshitaka hurriedly followed, and the people in black lined up in the aisle to bow and welcome.

Ange waved casually: "Hello students!"

"Hello Headmaster!" The thugs in suits responded in unison.

Dozens of men in black followed behind Ange, full of momentum, they spread out as if the black crane with wings spread, and Ange was the "eye" of this black crane, and everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.

The Mercedes convoy stopped in front of the black crystal building, and Yoshitaka Hasegawa respectfully pulled the door for Ange: "Headmaster, please!"

Ange glanced at the sign, "Tamamo Mae Club".

"Won't you take me to the shrine or your new headquarters, but you'll take me to the club?" Ange looked interested.

"It's the family's most luxurious club, and it's where the welcome reception is arranged." Yoshitaka Hasegawa led the way, "The head of the family said that the principal was also a romantic man when he was young, and this "Tamamomae" is a holy place in the hearts of men! Men in Tokyo know that the streets of Shibuya are the show of Tokyo's beauties, but they also say that it is better to take a walk in front of Tamamo to see all the beauties of Shibuya."

"Does Agaga know what kind of woman I like?" Ange smiled, "I'm very picky."

"No matter what type the principal prefers, the Inuyama family is confident that they can satisfy the principal." Yoshitaka Hasegawa smiled confidently and pushed open the door.

Ethereal and clear, like the glass world depicted in Buddhism.

The ground is seamlessly assembled with crystal glass, the air is filled with quaint wooden pillars and red-toothed cornices, and the vermilion wooden staircase spirals up the walls, giving a sense of unreality, as if it is not standing on the ground, but soaring in the glow.

On the dance floor, girls in maple red kimonos line up on the dance floor, their skin is covered with a layer of delicate gold dust, which looks as delicate and gorgeous as golden satin, which is an allusion to the mythical nine-tailed demon fox Tamamo who is covered in gold in front of him. If you look closely, there are faint patterns on their golden bodies, and if you look closely, it is clearly a scripture written in Japanese, and together it is a complete "Diamond Sutra".

"It's like standing in the middle of a golden stele forest," Ange commented with a smile, "It's unique."

Inuyamaga, dressed in a navy blue kimono, stood on a high place, holding a white paper fan in his hand and tapping his palm.

The dance music played, and the golden dancers began to dance enthusiastically, with dozens of pairs of golden long legs arcing gracefully. Ange strolled through the phalanx, surrounded by jade legs like a forest, gold

Powdery fragrance.

The accompanying band was on the second floor, all of them were girls in traditional kimonos, with their necklines wide open, revealing their white skin, which was different from the golden dancing girls below.

It is no wonder that Yoshitaka Hasegawa confidently introduced to the principal, and at this glance, hundreds of girls were all different and gorgeous, singing and dancing to welcome the same distinguished guest. Tokyo may not have a more luxurious nightclub than Tamakimae, but when it comes to the most gorgeous Bishoujo team, Tamamo can stand out from the crowd.

This is the strength of the Inuyama family, from ancient times to the present, the rise and fall of the Inuyama family is closely related to the Japanese customs industry, the Snake Qi Hachiya is the emperor of the underworld, and the Inuyama family is the emperor of the customs industry.

At the end of the song, the bewitching dancers and the beautiful piano girls bowed to Ange: "Hello Headmaster!"

The colored balls on the roof burst open, and countless petals scattered all over the ground, the staircase, and Ange's shoulders.

Ange walked up to the third floor, and Inuyamaga stood by the vermilion wooden railing to greet him respectfully.

"Headmaster, haven't we seen each other in sixty-two years?" Inuyamaga bowed slightly.

"When I came, I wondered if it would be a rain of bullets that greeted me, but now it seems that it was a meat bullet." Ange laughed.

"I'm just asking the headmaster to appreciate my collection over the years." Inuyama said, "You also know, Principal, that I don't have any other more precious collections besides women."

"You dead pimp, you still haven't changed after so many years." Ange patted Inuyamaga on the shoulder, and both of them laughed, embracing them with open arms like old friends who had been separated for many years.

At the end of the hallway, the door slowly opened, and the young girls were as graceful as water.

"Welcome!" The girls bowed in unison, their long black hair hanging down.

This is a plain Japanese-style room, surrounded by wooden lattices pasted with white paper, and a long table is placed in the middle of the room, on which is placed a copper basin filled with clear water, sprinkled with cherry blossom petals, this Japanese-style room is extremely simple, without the slightest decoration, or rather, the girls are its decoration.

"When I came in, I thought to myself, Ahe, you are nothing more than that, when I see these girls, I know, Tamamo is worthy of its name, Ahe, you still understand my aesthetics." Ange walked to the end of the long table and sat down casually.

The girls on both sides of the long table were wearing black school uniforms and white shirts, but just a casual glance could tell that they were beautiful in their own way, like ten moments in a man's life that would be heartwarming at different times and places, and these ten moments converged in this Japanese-style room. Compared with them, the dancers downstairs who were either *** or elegant and dignified suddenly paled in comparison.

Ange took out the humidor, pulled out a cigar, and threw the humidor on the table, the girl closest to him got up and half-knelt and lit a cigar for him with a long-stemmed match, Ange blew out a puff of green smoke and looked at the two men opposite.

"Mr. Ryoma Genichiro, the head of the Ryoma family." Inuyama introduced.

"Class 83 of Kassel Academy, graduated from the Department of Dragon Genealogy, and I once listened to the principal's course "Introduction to Alchemy", which benefited me a lot." Ryoma sat on his knees and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Shio Miyamoto, the head of the Miyamoto family." Inuyama pointed to the younger man.

"Class 95 of the Kassel Academy, graduated from the Department of Practical Alchemy, and was awarded by the Rector and won the Rector Scholarship." Miyamoto Shio also bowed slightly.

"Weren't you still my subordinate last week? Shiio Miyamoto, director of the Iwaru Research Institute of the Japan Branch?" Ange smiled, "Is it necessary to introduce yourself? It's as if you and I haven't seen each other in years."

"I used to be the director of the Iwaru Research Institute, but now I'm the head of the Miyamoto family." Shio Miyamoto said.

"Oh!" Ange laughed, "This atmosphere is really serious like a diplomatic banquet, I noticed that the three heads of the family don't look very well, my naughty students have caused you a lot of trouble in Japan, right?"

After Lu Mingfei made such a fuss yesterday, almost all of the eight heads of the family were injured, and after the turmoil in the back passed, the former patriarch Tachibana Masamune also lost his fingers, and so far there are no injuries on his body

Wind Demon Kotaro is left, but Wind Demon Kotaro can be said to have no intersection with Ange, so he can only come according to the original plan, and Inuyama Kazuga, Ryoma Koichiro and Miyamoto Shio are in charge of meeting the principal.

"Lu Jun is indeed a very outstanding person." Inuyama He didn't feel embarrassed at all, and smiled lightly, "After so many years, the headmaster's ability to teach students can still amaze us."

"Haha, of course, it's my job to be an educator." Ange's eyebrows were full of smugness, "Ah He, why don't you introduce me to your collection first."

"Yes, yes, then let me show off to the headmaster first, and I'll have time to talk about business." With a wave of his hand, the girls who were kneeling got up in unison and walked to Ange in an orderly manner, and Inuyama began to introduce them one by one.