Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 336 Taking You to See God

Fuma Kotaro, at his old age, was very angry at these words, as if he was thinking that the eight Snake families were people who were afraid of death for the sake of fame and fortune.

Before he could say anything, Yuan Zhisheng spoke.

"Mr. Han, as the head of the family and as a friend, I am very happy that you can consider the way out for the Eight Clans of Sheqi. But you have misunderstood something. The affairs of the gods are the disasters left by our ancestors. We have no reason to retreat for personal gain. Even if this battle is a life-and-death struggle, even if it costs lives, the Eight Clans of Sheqi will not retreat."

Beautiful, very beautiful.

Han Qiu wanted to applaud so much.

But it's not time yet.

"You've thought about it, right?" Han Qiu asked seriously, "Do you really have to go?"

"I have to go." Yuan Zhisheng replied.

"It's still too early to accurately judge the state of the gods, and I can't guarantee that Jörmungandr and I can handle it. But I'll stick to what I said before, and I'll do my best." Han Qiu emphasized, "That is to say, even for me, there's a chance I won't come back. For you, the chances are even higher."

"Then I will never come back." Yuan Zhisheng was still determined, but he added: "But what you said is that the situation facing Hokkaido is something that the main family should really consider. Whether it is nuclear deterrence or the problem of corpse guarding. The demons have taken root in Hokkaido, and it is the main family that failed to protect this place. This city is innocent, and the main family should solve it."

"Master Inuyama, please go and talk to Principal Ange."

"Master Fuma, the situation along the coast requires your close attention. Master Sakurai, please cooperate with Master Fuma to ensure that this city is protected from disaster."

"Master Miyamoto, ensure communications within the family."

Yuan Zhisheng made arrangements quickly. As for himself, he only said, "I will lead the people in the Execution Bureau to follow Han Jun to deal with the gods."

The Executive Directorate is still there and its name has not been changed.

The meaning of this name is to slay the dragon.

"Head of the family!" Fuma Kotaro wanted to say something, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he was forced back by Gen Chisei's eyes.

It was as if he saw Mr. Masamune again. Fuma Kotaro remembered that Tachibana Masamune had the same look in his eyes when he was sitting at the table negotiating with various underworld forces.

Decisive and just, unquestionable and unnegotiable.

"I know that none of you family heads fear death. For the sake of honor and the cause of our family, we can all sacrifice our lives. But ordinary people should not be involved in this war. Protecting this land is also the justice of our family." Yuan Zhisheng's voice was terribly soft.

He waved at Sakura and told her to use a special potion on him so that he could quickly recover from his exhausted state.

"action."

This is the final order.

The heads of the families left with their men.

In this race against time, Yuan Zhisheng is still unwilling to admit defeat.

The pressure is like the rainstorm outside, and the four family heads are making deployments in the rainstorm.

There is still a chance to win, win beautifully, and resolve the problem completely before outsiders intervene.

This is the history of our family and the country that our family protects.

Even if they are to be buried, they should be the first to die.

"Let everyone witness the glory of the Eight Clans of Sheqi." Yuan Zhisheng, who was slowly recovering, gave encouragement in the communication channel.

However, the next second, he was shocked to find that the dragon blood he had put in his pocket had disappeared.

Han Qiu leaned against the wall, dangling the thing that Yuan Zhisheng wanted, and drank it all in front of him.

"Mr. Han!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted, trying to persuade him to come down.

"It doesn't taste as good as your blood." Han Qiu said to Xia Mi.

"How much did you drink today?" Xia Mi asked.

"This is the sixth one." Han Qiu's unrestrained attitude seemed particularly forced.

"Even for you, drinking like this would cause harm," Xia Mi reminded.

"It has to continue." Han Qiu looked at the metal door fiercely: "I'm very angry now. If I don't kill something, I'll feel very uncomfortable."

Yuan Zhisheng was also angry, and his reliance on fighting against God was drunk up by Han Qiu like syrup.

"Han Jun..."

The anger was at the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't vent it.

"Good things should be shared." Han Qiu immediately put on a smile, "You can't afford this. How can you, the patriarch of the Sheqi family, learn the ways of the devil?"

"What do you want to do?" The pressure that Yuan Zhisheng had accumulated for many days and the sadness of Tachibana Masamune's death found an outlet at this moment, "Han Qiu, Loki!"

"What? I made it very clear every time." Han Qiu even licked the dragon blood on the lid with his tongue.

Han Qiu stared into Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

He knew what this dragon blood meant to Yuan Zhisheng.

Even without this dragon blood, Yuan Zhisheng would still fight to the death.

His pride doesn't need to be supported by such things.

But the justice of our family requires it.

He must use all means, even devilish ones, to ensure a safe victory.

From the perspective of bloodline and strength, Uesugi Yue is more suitable to face God than him, not to mention Eri.

What if you consider something else?

Uesugi Yue is already old, so he just needs to live the rest of his life well.

Eri hasn't recovered yet, so she doesn't have the chance to see the bigger world.

He has grasped the sword tightly. His shoulders cannot bear the righteousness that Spider-Kiri and Doji-Kiri will help him.

The so-called greater justice is justice that transcends the individual.

"I'm helping you." Han Qiu said softly, "I'm also helping the Eight Clans of Sheqi. I don't want you to die, and no one will die."

Han Qiu took out another bottle of dragon blood from his pocket like a magician.

"This is yours. The one I just drank was pure Jörmungandr. I don't like the quality of yours." He stuffed the dragon blood into Yuan Zhisheng's hand, "I just drank it for you once. Promise me, unless the situation is so serious that you have to risk your life, don't touch the dragon blood."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't say anything.

"If you've rested well, get ready to go." Han Qiu slammed his hands on the metal door, veins popping out on his arms. "I also want to leave early and hide from the wind. The principal wants my head, but I can't give it to him."

"Mr. Han." Yuan Zhisheng couldn't speak louder anymore. "Thank you."

"Arigato again... I'm really tired of hearing this Japanese phrase. If you really want to thank me, just agree to my request." Han Qiu pushed open the metal door.

Countless filaments smelled the scent of nutrients again.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the...gods of the Sheqi Eight Clan."

Words are like the wind, floating away.

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Lu Mingfei dragged the Seven Deadly Sins towards the lake. While he was tired, he saw helicopters flying away one after another.

The traffic gathered and drove away into the distance.

"It's over?" He became excited.

There was sweat and rain on my body, and it smelled terrible.

"Too naive, brother." Lu Mingze's voice came from behind.

Lu Mingfei turned around and saw the same black umbrella.

They were all walking with umbrellas, but Lu Mingze looked much better than him, his clothes and pants were not wet at all.

"Why are you back again?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"I came back when you got off the bus and followed you the whole time." Lu Mingze said, "I would be very sad if you were so mean to me, brother."