Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 175 Muddy Waters (2)

Yuan Zhisheng waited all night but received no report from his own people.

The knife is hidden in the sheath, ready to go. Just one report and he will kill immediately.

Unfortunately, no matter how well prepared you are, you still have nowhere to vent.

It's as if the guidance system has lost its target. It has power but cannot land.

"Take a break, Boss." Crow walked into the room. "Who knows when that guy will come out? Tokyo has been blocked. According to your instructions, the patrol and gatekeepers are equipped with strong flashlights. Even if he has a stealth-type word spirit, it will be difficult for him to escape from Tokyo."

Through Yasha's description, Genshisei defined the word spirit held by the target as a word spirit that can hide in the darkness.

The strategy after getting the intelligence is much simpler. Catching a hybrid is always time-consuming and laborious. But once the other party's words are forced out, things will become simple.

Therefore, some hybrids never want others to know their words, because once they use their words, it means death.

The Word Spirit is so important that it is enough to turn the tide of a battle, and it can also allow guys with low bloodlines to kill those with high bloodlines when the intelligence is poor.

However, Yuan Zhisheng did not realize what kind of monster he was facing. He simply went to great lengths for this one word spirit. However, whether Han Qiu was willing to continue using "Mingzhao" depended on his mood.

"I just think that things are not that simple." Yuan Zhisheng put down the knife in his hand, "What worries me is not this Hirano Feng. The fierce ghosts are cunning and cunning, and those that float on the surface are often not that important."

"But what else can we do? Boss, we can only deal with it as it comes." said the crow.

It was a one-sided purge, which made Yuan Zhisheng worried.

"That Hirano Kaede is also quite interesting. If the guy in the shelter was also him, then he didn't kill him twice in a row. What do you think the Jiude family will do with him if he is caught?" asked Crow.

"I don't know. I know what you mean. Try to win him over and promise him safety." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, his eyebrows moving slightly. "From the information provided by the Jiude family, he hates the government and the Jiude family, and he holds a lot of leverage over officials. Although the family wants to save someone, the government dare not intervene, but we have to consider the impact. Whether he is a member of the Menggui Clan or a discarded child of the government, saving him will not be good for the family. But you can do this secretly and don't make it public."

Crow put his fingers in his pockets and said with a smile: "Boss, sometimes I feel that you are becoming more and more like the head of the family. You always take a lot into consideration when doing things. You take into account the reputation of the family and the so-called influence."

“It’s also a helpless move.”

"Then I'll go make the arrangements and see if I can secretly get the news to that guy's ears."

"Go ahead, and try not to draw attention. Once the government finds out, just say it's a rumor and end it immediately."

"I know." The crow is good at doing these kinds of strategic things.

Although he would often be dragged by the Yaksha to do some dirty work, such as beating people into stakes.

If you spend a long time with that guy Yasha, your thinking will naturally become simple and crude.

His face became ferocious and his voice became harsh.

Crow didn't like this look, he only showed it when necessary.

But Crow likes brothers like Yasha, who is decisive and straightforward, just like a man.

There should always be a man in a team who doesn't think too much and just keeps moving forward.

The eldest brother also looks like a man, but not as manly as Yasha.

Maybe it’s because the boss is in a higher position and has more things to consider, so he is bound to hesitate sometimes.

Sakura? Crow was unwilling to define Sakura.

If we have to give a definition, he and Yasha have a common opinion: Sakura is the boss's girl.

Yes, she is the boss’s girl, not like the other two, who are the boss’s subordinates and team members.

It was difficult to admit that the girl you liked was not yours, but it was much easier because of the eldest brother.

Crow likes Sakura, and he only told Yasha about this.

Gangsters don't use the word "favorite" among each other. They just say: There is a girl who is very good-looking. She only needs food to do anything for you.

Unfortunately, Crow didn't even give her a decent pursuit or confession, so Sakura became the boss's subordinate and his teammate.

He also couldn't give the so-called pursuit and confession.

Crow knew that he was a gangster and a gambler.

Yaksha called him a scoundrel, referring to the fact that Crow liked to dress extremely formally even though he was a gangster.

The crow didn't want to lose, so he called Yaksha a fool with strong limbs but a simple mind.

This stupid Yasha... had been keeping secrets for him.

Crow thought that he would probably keep this secret hidden for the rest of his life, even though he felt that the Boss and Sakura knew about it.

He can't compare to a man like the boss.

If Sakura belongs to the boss, he will only bless her.

Sakura likes the eldest, Crow knows it, Yasha knows it.

The crow didn't believe that the boss didn't know. The talkative crow always tried to remind the boss: Boss, what a nice girl, she likes you, you should show some appreciation. You are a good man, a good man shouldn't disappoint a girl who likes him!

The boss is a good man, and the crow is a crow.

Things are always so interesting, and the boss’s team also has their own ideas.

Time to work, crow.

……

"One serving of miso ramen." Han Qiu came to the ramen cart and stared at the old ramen chef. "Excuse me, what time is it?"

He needed to control the time and find a hidden place before his face recovered.

In public, his lower face gradually distorted, changing from one face to another like a magic trick. It was very handsome, but also very weird.

"16: p.m." said the ramen chef.

There are still ten minutes left, Han Qiu is thinking about how to start the topic?

The small street behind the National University of Tokyo is crowded with people at this time of year.

I don't know if anyone from Inuyama He is here.

The first sentence of a topic is always difficult.

"The ramen is ready." The ramen chef smiled kindly, pointed to the price list and reminded Han Qiu to pay.

"I don't have any money..." Han Qiu said awkwardly, his mind racing as he thought, "Can I pay with a message? I know something."

The ramen chef stared at the handsome and suave young man.

Han Qiu has tried his best to restore Bondarev's face, but due to problems with facial bones, he can only achieve a 60% similarity.

"You are not Japanese." The ramen chef gave such an obvious conclusion and asked, "Are you here for tourism?"

"Correct."

"You speak Japanese well." He gave me a thumbs up. "It's free. I'll come to Japan often in the future."

"Master Yue, give me a bowl of ramen!" A young man who looked like a student came over and shouted to the ramen chef.

Han Qiu stared in a daze as Master Yue pushed the ramen in front of him and went to serve the young man.

The elderly man in his twilight years treats every customer warmly and loves this kind of life.

Han Qiu hesitated. He didn't know whether he should disturb the old man's life.

Perhaps it would be better to keep him as far away from the truth as possible, rather than dragging him into the abyss.

He tasted the ramen silently. This kind of ramen cooked on a food cart tasted worse than the one in the store, but it was more affordable.

It's like this everywhere. When it comes to rent, prices will rise.

While eating, Han Qiu couldn't help but chuckle, as he couldn't even afford a bowl of ramen.

"What time is it, Master Yue?" he asked.

"14:05." Master Yue always responds to requests.