Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 333: Die for justice

When did Yuan Zhisheng start placing his hopes on Han Qiu?

In the current situation, all the elites from the eight Sheqi families are present, while Han Qiu's side has only a few people.

A forced breakthrough and deeper penetration would result in greater casualties, but Yuan Zhisheng could not make up his mind.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Yuan Zhisheng asked again.

Sakurai Kogure reminded: "Mr. Head, you just asked this three minutes ago."

Xia Mi was too lazy to reply to Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly realized that only three minutes had passed.

He realized that his mind was in a mess.

The death of Tachibana Masamune, the unknown underground research center, the hordes of deadpools...

"Master Inuyama, gather another team of people." Minamoto Chisei ordered.

"A reckless man." Xia Mi commented.

"We must find out the situation inside as soon as possible." Yuan Zhisheng drew his sword and turned around. "It's unclear whether these deadpools will sneak into the street."

It is as if raindrops gather along the handle of a knife to form a blade, cold and murderous.

Sakura and Yasha followed first, walking down the stairs and disappearing into the night.

There was water accumulated inside, and it made a crisp sound when stepped on.

Inuyama He followed with his men, and with the man in the black windbreaker leading the way, the Sheqi Eight Clan had no idea what fear was.

The windbreaker fluttering in the wind looks like a battle flag.

Sakurai Kogure looked at Gen Chisei's back, a little dazed.

Yes, the two brothers are indeed very similar, but they have completely different auras.

Living up to the name of Amaterasu, Minamoto Chisei's style of doing things is as fiery as fire.

She remembered that Han Qiu had commented on several emperors. When talking about Yuan Zhisheng, Han Qiu described him as: He was the weakest emperor, but also the most open-minded and fearless emperor.

This openness and fearlessness is the pride of being a super hybrid, but more of it is destiny and identity.

He has been Amaterasu for many years, and everyone in the family said that Amaterasu would let everyone see the sunshine.

So Yuan Zhisheng shines brightly, but doesn't talk much.

The sun only needs to shine and give off heat; it cannot speak.

Self-denying and paranoid, sad and lonely.

"What are you thinking about?" Xia Mi looked at Sakurai Kogure.

"Do you want to go down and help him?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

"Wait for Han Qiu." Xia Mi emphasized, "We are not his men. We must follow Han Qiu's orders."

Sakurai Kogure had his own concerns, "I'm afraid if he continues to be so impulsive, he won't even have a chance to retreat."

"He is not an impulsive person." Xia Mi said.

After spending some time together, Xia Mi had formed a certain judgment about Yuan Zhisheng.

A stubborn man who values ​​justice more than himself, a samurai who shoulders the future of his family.

He would make a decision to encourage the Eight Clans of Sheqi, but he would not choose the deadly path of exterminating the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

Saying that I'm not on guard against Han Qiu and Xia Mi is just a polite remark.

It is true that they are friends, but we should always be on guard against each other, it is a question of more or less.

In the current situation, Yuan Zhisheng dare not hand it over to anyone. He feels at ease only when he holds it in his own hands.

Even if he is holding a bomb, he wants to make sure it explodes in his hands.

"Jörmungandr." Fuma Kotaro was waiting to meet Yuan Zhisheng not far away. Hearing Xia Mi's words, he sneered and said, "As a dragon, your judgment of the head of the family is ridiculous."

"I understand." Even if Xia Mi didn't learn those offensive words from Han Qiu, she was still as capable as Lu Mingfei and Finger. "You hope your head of the family won't come back."

Fuma Kotaro's face turned pale in an instant.

Just as I was about to say something in response, I saw Sakurai Kogure and Xia Mi both looking in the same direction.

He followed his gaze and saw white lightning falling from the sky, illuminating the woods in the distance.

Someone was approaching here, not stepping on the mud, coming from the tops of the trees, walking on the wind.

"Has this idiot read too many Jin Yong novels?" Xia Mi quickly looked away.

Using the spirit of words to create the feeling of light kung fu, this guy was the one who came up with it. She laughed in her heart.

Han Qiu relied on the Eye of the Wind King to complete the last distance of hovering in the air, crawled under the large tent, and landed safely between Xia Mi and Sakurai Kogure.

"What a shabby place! Even cars can't get in." He greeted several family heads in a relaxed manner: "Family heads, you all look a little unhappy."

"Hey, where's Yuan Zhisheng?" Han Qiu looked around but didn't see Yuan Zhisheng. "The head of the Inuyama family is not here either."

"Go down." Xia Mi pointed at the entrance, "I can't persuade you, I think you're too slow."

"Does that mean we have nothing to do with it?" Han Qiu asked in a pretentious manner.

Miyamoto Shio quickly spoke up: "Mr. Han misunderstood. The head of the family just wants to clear out more usable space. It's not a good idea to stay here all the time, and there are too many Deadpools in there."

"Oh." Han Qiu spread his hands, "What else is there to say? Let's go in."

"Why are your clothes so torn?" asked Sakurai Kogure.

"I ran into some trouble and dealt with some people from the Ghost Clan." Han Qiu lied.

You can't say it was caused by wrestling with Lao Lu, right?

"Where are the things you brought?" Xia Mi asked again.

"Something?" Han Qiu thought for a moment, "What is it?"

"Aren't you talking about Lu Mingfei and the Seven Deadly Sins?" Xia Mi moved closer to Han Qiu and lowered her voice.

"Don't mention it, he ran away." Han Qiu clapped his hands together, looking self-blaming, "It's my fault. I didn't keep an eye on him."

It would be really weird if Xia Mi believed Han Qiu’s lies.

"I said it in advance." Xia Mi whispered to Han Qiu, "I didn't explain it clearly because I was afraid that the crazy people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi would really die. They couldn't feel it, but I could feel the pressure. You guessed right, that thing is most likely grown."

It's expected, but it probably hasn't reached full growth yet.

The relationship between the Holy Relics and the Holy Grail is an iron rule. Herzog should want the guys from the Eight Snake Families to serve as sacrifices.

"This is not a big deal. I have something even more exciting." Han Qiu pointed to the sky. "The principal and his men are crazy. The secret party plans to send us all to hell with a nuclear bomb."

"Nuclear bomb?" Xia Mi exclaimed. It was indeed Xia Mi, without the demeanor of Jörmungandr. "Is the principal crazy?"

"Looking at your expression, you can't bear it?" Han Qiu asked.

"Without the dragon body, it's hard to say." Xia Mi was also unsure, "It's likely that it won't hold up, but the edge areas might be okay."

Sakurai Kogure was so shocked by the conversation between the two that he could hardly stand steadily.

I am following two of the best stuff. Instead of competing to see who is better, we are competing here to see who brings back the worse news.

The White King not only revived, but also grew up.

Hokkaido has been targeted by a nuclear bomb, and the secret party is going to blow it up.

Although surprised, Sakurai Kogure tried his best to remain normal in order to avoid being noticed by the guys from the Snake Eight Families.

"But don't worry, unless it is the last moment, the principal is not crazy enough to drop a nuclear bomb casually. If we act quickly enough, everything will be easy." Han Qiu comforted.

"I always feel that you are unreliable." Xia Mi muttered.

"Mr. Han, let's go in together." Miyamoto Shio invited Han Qiu, and all the people gathered.

On the intercom, Yuan Zhisheng described the following situation.

We advanced a certain distance and made new discoveries.