Dragon 3, 16 Acts

Dragon III Act 16·Izanami

|1|Sanae Nakajima

Sanae Nakajima, 32 years old, graduated from Waseda University Architecture Department, is currently a partner of one of the top ten design firms in Tokyo. She has an independent office in Ginza, where she can overlook the entire Tokyo through floor-to-ceiling windows.

When she was young, she was a beauty. When she was in college, she was pursued by many seniors and had several short-term relationships. However, her desire to study abroad and experience the world's top designs made her decline three marriage proposals.

After returning from France, she took root in Tokyo, a place full of designers, as she wished. She has her own design brand "Zen", which makes good use of traditional materials such as maple and cherry wood. Yet it is filled with an imported sense of fashion.

Even congressmen have to respectfully ask her to do interior design for their villas, and each of her designs costs millions of dollars.

"This is the entrance hall designed by Mr. Nakajima." When political figures invite distinguished guests to visit their new homes, they will be proud of having a "Zen" design.

At the age of 32, she is still a beauty, as fresh as an orchid and full of the temptation of blooming flowers.

She still often receives bouquets of flowers from admirers on her desk. Occasionally when she needs comfort, she will go on dates with a few men she likes at her favorite sushi restaurant, and each other There were some hugs, kisses, and flirtations, but she never considered accepting a proposal from either of them.

She also knows very well that these relatively good men do not really regard marriage as the purpose of dating her. Maybe it is for her beauty, and more so that they can show off to their friends." I’m going on a date with Sanae Nakajima tonight.”

No one likes his wife to be so powerful that she would coldly refuse a visit from a congressman. Japanese men still hope to live a life of being served by their wives after marriage.

Nakajima Sanae felt a little regretful for her insistence in girlhood. The engagements she had reluctantly rejected were all from men she really wanted to marry, but now those men have stable families and are not as good as in career. She's successful, but she doesn't feel like she's drifting.

As a girl from Hokkaido, even though she has achieved the status of a top designer in Tokyo, she still feels that she has no roots in this huge city.

She was depressed for a long time and had to see a psychiatrist until she saw the boy with the stage name Ukyo Tachibana at a Cowherd nightclub called "Takamagahara".

He looks very much like the senior who once invited her to watch the kendo club training in college. His eyebrows are sharp but not evil at all. That kind of man who is as straight and sharp as a knife is the only man Sanae Nakajima can't refuse. type.

He seems to have a huge world in his chest but he is not even willing to use a redundant word to express it. He is not like the cowherd that Nakajima Sanae met who rubbed himself against the customers and asked them to do it for him. When buying wine, buy more expensive wine.

Every woman on the circular sofa was drinking and screaming, but Ukyo sat there calmly, with clear eyes, as if these women were not here for him, and the noise here had nothing to do with him.

He leaned the long black-sheathed sword on his shoulder, calmly and indifferently, as if facing the distant mountains.

"Oh, Ukyo, you are the boy I should meet when I am 16 years old. I will go anywhere with you at that time." Nakajima Sanae said softly in her heart.

Although she also knew in her heart that as the number one woman in the Tokyo design community, her frequent visits to the Cowherd Club in Shinjuku might be known by tabloid reporters, which might leave a stain or even affect her career.

But after she got off work late at night and went to the basement to start her Lamborghini, she would always turn in the direction of Takamagahara at that traffic light intersection.

When she arrived, the other guests were already drunkenly dancing to the disco. The atmosphere in the ambiguous lights was dissolute and confusing. She looked so out of place in a dress that exuded the smell of orchid perfume.

But there was another unsociable person standing there waiting for her. Ukyo stared into her eyes in the crowd: "Is this the end of tonight?"

She answered almost subconsciously: "No. , it’s just the beginning!”

When she was drunk, she would cry and cry on Ukyo’s shoulder. Ukyo never touched her head or kissed her cheek with pretense of pity. Ukyo just sat still. Straight as her support.

"Oh, if you continue like this, you will become even more unmarried. No matter how good the men are in the world, how can they be better than the Cowherd? They are men who take your money to please you. When looking for a husband, you must follow the standards of a cowherd, and you will be a strong single woman for the rest of your life." Her only few girlfriends advised her.

Really? Did a boy like Ukyo, who was so lonely and insulated from the world, rely on her for his own money?

Sanae made up her mind and made dinner dates with the man who pursued her for several nights in a row. With someone by her side, she couldn't drive the car towards Gao Tianyuan again by mistake.

She persuaded herself to listen patiently to the compliments of those men. Sometimes they seemed to hold her hands and put their arms around her waist inadvertently, and even gave her a deep French kiss without rejecting her.

After all, these are the best men in Tokyo, not the kind of teenagers in nightclubs who can compare. Nakajima Sanae, Nakajima Sanae, there are such outstanding men who are eager to bend their knees under your skirt. Do you still want to spend money to find men to drink with you?

The assistant opened the door cautiously: "Teacher Nakajima, tonight you have an appointment with Representative Hojo, and I am here to remind you of Kaiseki cuisine at 'Mino Ritsu'."

Sanae calmly waved her hand to exit.

She will not forget her date with Representative Hojo. On the surface, the young and heroic Representative Hojo wanted to ask her to design his new official residence, so he made an appointment with her to discuss design tonight.

But in fact, Senator Hojo has already shown his pursuit. After a certain tea ceremony gathering, Senator Hojo gave an intimate gift, which was a pair of handmade high-heeled shoes with crocodile leather uppers. Thousands of tiny gemstone beads of five colors are strung by hand. Regardless of the price of this pair of shoes, the question is how does Representative Hojo know the shape of her feet? A gentleman's intentions are clearly revealed.

She was thinking about what kind of makeup she should wear to meet with Representative Hojo. Maybe Representative Hojo is a suitable marriage partner. As a member of the parliament, she can marry a famous designer like herself without being criticized. Is it "climbing up to the woman"?

At this time, the phone rang, and there was a text message, "I was wondering, how will tonight end?"

Sender: Ukyo Tachibana.

Ukyo has never sent her a text message, unlike other cowherds, who will even write lingering letters telling her that he misses her and hopes that she can find time to visit him.

Sanae's heart beat violently, as if the spring tide suddenly filled her chest.

Oh fuck! What kind of stupid thing have you done?

On these nights when she didn’t go to Takamagahara, Ukyo was still waiting for her silently among the noisy women, right?

Did those shameless bitches bully him when she was away? If he can't sell wine and can't achieve results, will the store mistreat him?

Why is this stupid woman so selfish? He didn’t even consider that Ukyo would be waiting for him!

Even if we say goodbye to that young man, shouldn’t we bow deeply and say goodbye? How could I just walk away?

Sanae jumped into a pair of high heels, untied her hairpin and left her long hair loose.

"Teacher Nakajima, the car sent by Representative Hojo to borrow you is already downstairs." The assistant was startled by Sanae's 100-meter sprint.

|2|Chinatsu Aoki

Chinatsu Aoki, 21 years old, comes from a political family, but has a rebellious personality.

When she was 14 years old, she organized the band "Zero Color Butterfly" with her friends and won the favor of celebrity agencies.

Ling Sedie’s specialty is violent heavy metal music, and he destroys several electric guitars at every concert.

As the lead singer, Chinatsu Aoki loves Japanese soju like an uncle, and at the same time is ridiculously casual.

She once drank so much soju before a concert that her brain was in a state of panic when she went on stage.

She asked for a chair, sat down in the center of the stage, and slept for half an hour with her guitar in her arms.

The entire audience and the rest of the band were waiting in silence. They didn’t know whether this was performance art or extreme avant-garde music. It was meant to allow everyone to appreciate the natural sounds of the world in silence.

At this time, Chinatsu Aoki woke up, smashed the guitar on the subwoofer, and Shi Shiran stepped off the stage.

Ordinarily, it would be impossible for a female star like her to succeed, but she is Chinatsu Aoki, a genius girl who is said to have the longest legs and the most beautiful long hair in Japan. Even if she has countless shortcomings, she can't. preventing her from becoming a superstar.

She is a born queen, no one can forget her music, and no one can forget her beauty.

She also knew how to show these advantages to the extreme without any teacher. During her concert that caused a sensation in Japan, she asked the organizers to set up a ten-meter wide and three-meter deep hall on the stage. In the giant glass swimming pool, she jumped out of the helicopter with her guitar in her arms, played the strongest note, sang the climax, and then fell into the glass swimming pool.

At that time, she was only wearing a plain white dress, with her long black hair hanging loose. The white dress stuck to her body, outlining her suffocating curves. Her long hair was floating in the water, and the spotlight illuminated the pool water. It was as bright as the holy light, and she was suspended in it, lip-syncing the end of the song.

The temptation of the devil and the holiness of the angel merged into one at that moment, and tens of thousands of people burst into tears silently.

"If Chinatsu Aoki stands on the platform, you can probably win this election, right?" It is said that an aide to the defeated former prime minister once suggested this.

At this moment, Aoki Chinatsu was leaning on the sofa at home, nagging her father.

Today my father specially put on a kimono and pretended that he was here to talk about serious matters.

Although Chinatsu Aoki is rebellious, she is still quite dependent on her father. At least the start-up capital for her band was provided by her doting father.

"Chinatsu, music is your career, I know it very well. You have brought glory to our Aoki family, and dad is very happy..."

"But women always have to Married. Dad has been trying to find a good husband for you. Your friends who make music together don’t think it’s very suitable. Our family is a political family and has been married to politicians for generations..." Father rambled, Qianxia. Playing with the phone.

"Guess who I am?" Qianxia sent such a text message,

"There are many guests who can't guess. There is a special celebration in Gao Tianyuan tonight, are you coming?" The other party replied very well No manners.

"What special celebration?"

"Probably a celebration like the boss's wife's birthday or the anniversary of her ex-husband's death. The wine is half bought and half given away, and all the repertoire is performed. If you want to drink cheap wine, it's a good idea. Not a bad opportunity.”

“Hell, you don’t even remember who I am, so you will accept this kind of invitation! The wine I bought for you is enough to drink up everyone on the street, Mom. Do you care about the price of wine?"

"So you are Qianxia?"

"Why did you suddenly remember it?"

"Buying wine again. You are the only one who talks loudly and can say the word "dang", come on!"

"Damn it, you asked me to go to a nightclub to support you when I was discussing the engagement with my father? This is my life. Big deal!"

"Hurry up and finish talking about your life-long event, change your clothes and leave. The evening rush hour is coming, and you may not even get a seat if you set out now."

"Save a seat for me!"

The father pushed a black and white photo in front of Qianxia. On it was a young man wearing a doctor's hat. He was a bit immature and a bit handsome. He looked Like a well-behaved baby from a wealthy family.

"The other party is the eldest son of the Mori family. He has a Ph.D. from Stanford University. He has just returned to China to inherit the family business and become a lawyer. He will also enter politics in the future. He is a very good person. He has been busy with his studies and has not found a woman yet. Friend..." The other person was staring at the phone.

"He is your fan. He was obsessed with you as soon as he saw you. He said that if he could get engaged to you, he would definitely support you in continuing to make music. You also know the status of the Mori family in Japanese politics. Our Aoki family is a rare ally. If our two families get married, your child will be the Prime Minister of Japan in the future, right?"

"Okay, he is a good person, but I have to go out now. ." Aoki Chinatsu jumped up from the sofa and rushed to her bedroom on the second floor.

"Where are you going, Chinatsu? Mori Takako, the mother of the Mori family, is bringing her son to visit her home tonight. Let's meet and develop feelings." The father shouted.

"Changing clothes to attend a friend's party, engagement ceremony, etc., you elders can discuss it among yourselves. Whether Aoki Chinatsu gets married or the Aoki family takes over the Mori family, I have no problem!"

"Which friend? Stop hanging out with those boys who are into music. Fiancées in the political world must behave themselves."

"Not from the music industry, his name is Basara King." Chinatsu said She swallowed the second half of the sentence, "He's a cowherd."

Five minutes later, Chinatsu Aoki was already sitting in her GMC nanny car heading to Shinjuku area, and she took her electric guitar with her. , because Basara King said today is a special celebration.

If the guy is willing to beg her, Chinatsu will be willing to sing her famous song live to support him.

But will Basara King bow his head and ask for help?

If you want him to bow his head, you have to break his neck. If you want him to bend his knees, you have to break his knees. He is obviously a cowherd, but he will look down at you like a young emperor. , with a arrogant smile on his lips.

When you look at his sea-blue eyes, you want to have a fierce fight with him!

Chinatsu Aoki rarely wanted to fight anyone in her life, because she had always killed all her opponents instantly, so fast that she had no time to generate murderous intent.

But Basara King is different. Chinatsu's charm and arrogance have no effect on him because his arrogance is ten times that of Chinatsu.

In the past, there were some talented boys who wanted to conquer Chinatsu with their excellence. Half of them were defeated by Chinatsu's talent, and half were defeated by Chinatsu's aura.

The media once arranged for Chinatsu to meet with a pianist who thought she was famous at a young age. The pianist was only seventeen years old and had already held a solo concert in the Golden Hall. He was a representative of Japan's new generation of classical music.

This meeting was called a big collision between pop music and classical music. The other party looked down on pop music and wanted to conquer Chinatsu in terms of momentum.

When they met, Chinatsu did not bow, but stretched out her hand to signal the other party to kiss her hand. She stared into the pianist's eyes, and her beauty expanded to the extreme in an instant!

At that moment, it was as if a huge weight was pressing on the shoulders of the talented boy. The originally proud boy suddenly felt like "seeing the Queen". After barely holding on for a few seconds, he bent down and kissed the back of Qianxia's hand in the flash of magnesium light, and then returned in defeat.

But when Chinatsu used the same method on Basara King, it failed completely. The other party bent down and kissed the back of Chinatsu’s hand without hesitation, raised his head and smiled softly.

This smile seems to say, "Even the emperor can bend down to kiss the hand of a beautiful girl." But the emperor is the emperor, and his authority will not be compromised just because he bends down for beauty!

Damn Basara King, he is clearly just a cowherd, but he seems to hold the power of the world!

His aura suppressed all the guests. He drank heavily, and the women cheered and shouted for him. He clapped his hands and said that everyone should drink together, and the women hurriedly raised their glasses.

Originally, Qianxia just heard from her female companion that Gao Tian was an Italian-born cowherd with long blond hair. All the girls were attracted by him and wanted to join in the fun.

After that nightclub party, Chinatsu Aoki added a name to the history of the Cowherd Emperor’s conquests.

Chinatsu Aoki never thought that she would be able to marry the person she loved. Because artists are destined to be lonely, she did not reject her father's marriage proposal.

Those boys who have admired her over the years have been defeated one by one by her, and she is actually looking for someone who can defeat her.

Basara King did it, even though he was a lowly Cowherd.

Once when she was drunk, she suddenly grabbed Basara King's arm and said loudly, "Do you want a woman like me?" If you dare to marry me, I will beat you to death!

The polite Cowherd Emperor said that it was a pity that I was already engaged. With how crazy you are, you are too far away from my fiancée. The only person in the world who can tolerate a person like me is the best. Crazy is also the best girl.

How cool, leaving no chance at all. Chinatsu likes such a fierce person, but feels so sad.

Okay, okay, then just marry the son of the Mori family. She will not abuse others. As long as the son of the Mori family is sensible and lets her go to the Cowherd shop and occasionally fight with the Basara King. A bucket.

|3|Takako Mori

"I am Chinatsu's father and your mother's friend. I originally wanted to invite your whole family to my house for a family dinner tonight. It just so happened that Chinatsu was recently There is no tour. I'm so sorry. Chinatsu suddenly received a call from a friend to attend an important party. Your meeting with Chinatsu tonight may have to be rescheduled, but I have conveyed your feelings to Chinatsu. It also means that he is old enough to get engaged," Qianxia's father said carefully while holding the microphone.

When I called, the person who answered the phone was not Mori Takako, the matron of the Mori family, but my future son-in-law.

After the death of the head of the Mori family, the Mori family relied on their capable matron to support themselves. The 45-year-old Takako Mori once studied in the United States and served as a diplomat before marrying into the Mori family. She can speak fluent Spanish and Chinese.

She was once a star in the Japanese diplomatic community, and her charm remains unchanged to this day. She exudes the sexiness of a young woman. When she appears in social situations with her son, she is like a big sister.

The Aoki family is in awe of Mori Takako. This widow can easily eliminate the Aoki family from the political arena.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I was just about to call you." The son of the Mori family was particularly enthusiastic about the call from his future father-in-law. "I'm sorry, we are the ones calling. Mom just received a text message. Suddenly he went out... It is said that tonight is his godson's birthday celebration..."

"Godson? I didn't hear that your mother has a godson." "Qianxia's. The father was shocked.

A widow with such a voluptuous figure like Mori Takako, who has never been in contact with men easily to avoid rumors from the outside world, would actually adopt her son in a big way?

This kind of thing can easily be said by people with ill intentions that they are keeping a pretty boy or something.

"Yes...he is a very hard-working young man from China. His mother was a diplomat in China when she was young, so she admires Chinese culture...so ······" The son of the Mori family realized that he had spilled the beans and explained with sweating profusely...

"Anyway, if it is convenient, I hope to make an appointment with Chinatsu again. Time, it’s so troublesome for you.”

“Okay, Chinatsu is looking forward to meeting you for the first time.”

The son of the Mori family hung up the phone and wiped the phone. I wiped the sweat from my forehead and turned to look into the yard. My mother's Bentley RV was speeding out of the gate.

My mother did not bring a driver and drove the car herself.

As a considerate son, it’s not that he doesn’t understand his mother, who has worked hard for the Mori family’s business for so many years. If Mori Takako really fell in love with some pretty boy, as a filial son, he would even consider marrying her on his own Arrange a job for the pretty boy in his law firm to prevent the news from leaking.

But why is my mother so fascinated by a cowherd? Every time she came back from the Cowherd Club, she would drunkenly say: "I finally found someone who makes me want to be young again."

Takako Mori put on lipstick while driving her Bentley into traffic, and threw it in the On the cell phone in the passenger seat was the simple text message: "Tonight is Sakura's birthday celebration, and you are welcome to come."

|4|Obstruction of clearing the venue

Fuma Kotaro knelt down in front of the mirror and combed his white hair. The servant put a kimono on him, hung the boy Kiri Yasuna on his waist, hid the sword deep in the belt, and also had a Mauser pistol made in Germany during World War II.

This kind of gun is called a box gun in China. Although it has many shortcomings such as high recoil, it is extremely powerful. It is similar to a mini machine gun in rapid fire.

The Mauser pistol used by Fuma Kotaro has been completely transformed. It has an elegant name "Old Lotus". When it is fired, the muzzle flash is dazzling white, like a lotus in bloom.

These are just the equipment that can be seen from the outside. Hidden in the kimono are all the ninja equipment passed down from generation to generation by the Fuuma family, including shurikens, kunai, sareki, ninja swords, and blowa... ··The owner of the Feng Mo family equipped with this set of weapons is equivalent to an army.

Tonight is just a result for Fuma Kotaro: either get the Caesar trio or destroy the trio.

This is the Shadow Emperor’s order.

This is when the cell phone rang. It was a call from the team leader responsible for blocking Takamagahara. Fuma Kotaro answered the phone with an expressionless face.

"Master! There is a problem here!" The team leader's voice was full of panic, and Fuma Kotaro could imagine him sweating when he said this.

"What could go wrong? Do they want to escape?" Fuma Kotaro's expression changed.

"No, they didn't escape...but now suddenly hundreds of cars are coming from all directions! All of them are luxury cars, and every driver is a woman. They are crowded in Wait for them to open at the gate of Gao Tianyuan at night!”

“Damn it!” Fuma Kotaro was shocked, “We cleared the place and they still dared to open the door?”

“It looks like they are not only going to open the door. The business is going to be open and we will create the best performance in history tonight, and the wine dealer’s truck is here, unloading boxes of champagne and wine!”

“Who are you? You are the underworld! How dare these women approach the place cleared by you? No one in Tokyo dares to step into the place cleared by the Sheqi Hachi Family!" Fuma Kotaro roared, "How could you do this? Like this?"

"They...they claim that tonight is a unique gangster party in the history of Takamagahara. All the cowboys are attending as gangsters, and those women are already crazy!" Chang was still in shock, "They...they just took us for a photo!"

"Dispel them! Dispel them! Use force to let them understand that you are not a decoration disguised as gangsters, you are A real violent gangster!" Feng Mo slammed the table, "Show your courage and ferocity!"

"I... we don't dare.

”

“Don’t dare? "

"Among the people currently waiting in front of the door are Ms. Aoki Chinatsu... the famous designer Miss Chishima Hanae... and... also... Ms. Mori Takako of the Arimori family, you can come and take a look for yourself and you will know that all the ladies from Tokyo are gathered here! "

"Damn it... Are you sure you read that right? ”

“Although they all deliberately concealed themselves with makeup, you can tell from the license plate number, yes, it’s them! If we use force against them, the scope of our offense will be huge... it will be huge! "

"Yakuza Party..." Fuma Kotaro murmured and hung up the phone.

The phone rang again. Fuma Kotaro took a deep breath and tried his best to hold on. Majesty: "Who? "

"Oh, it's me, your creditor and the boss lady of Gao Tianyuan," the voice on the other end of the phone was lively, "Don't forget to come to negotiate tonight, although tonight Gao Tianyuan It's full, but we've specially reserved a seat for you. ”

“I will definitely attend, thank you for the reminder. "Fuma Kotaro hung up the phone again.

I remember how professional and calm this girl was when she lent him money, wearing a black suit and thin-framed glasses, analyzing the financial situation of the United States and Japan at that time. , calculating interest rates and exchange rates, it's like holding the whole world in your hands.

But how could she become like this after hanging out with the Caesar trio? Maybe... she is really crazy. It's contagious.

|5|Underworld Party

At 6:00 in the evening, the door of Takamagahara opened on time

In the light of the crystal lamp, it was all. The handsome men are majestic. They wear black suits, shirts, black ties, and sunglasses. Their wrists are tied with belts, and there are kodachi stuck in the belts.

They are in the bright world. The darkest silhouettes, all rebellious.

The surrounding walls are covered with wanted posters. The cold-looking man has a big red cross on his face. The wanted poster says a bounty of 30 million. The one with the most yen is Basara King, the leader of the Tokyo Speeder Party.

The second best person is the evil young Sakura with the nickname "Sexy Little Surname", with a bounty of 24 million yen, and the cult he organized. He attracted hundreds of high school girls, who were fascinated by him and rushed to have children for him.

The profile of the dangerous Ripper Ukyo Tachibana on the wanted poster is black and white. He is biting a blood-stained white rose and holding a zigzag knife horizontally. This notorious gangster killer has killed 24 gangsters in a row on the streets of Tokyo. He is looking for the murderer of his sister. His reward is 20 million yen.

"Bounty hunters, welcome to...the world in the shadows! "The proprietress, wearing a black leather coat and high riding boots, stepped onto the bar waving a whip. Amidst the sound of the whip, the cowherds half-knelt at her feet, "Hunt those extremely evil men in your hearts! Tonight in Takamagahara, release the ferocious beast in your heart! Become a... heroine who takes the underworld by storm! "

Behind the one-way glass, Mai Shutoku felt that her whole body was surrounded by worry...

Potato Chip Girl probably had more than just an idea for coming up with this gangster party idea. , but the devil she has suppressed for many years has finally emerged?

Su Ran drank too much wine last night, and the drunkenness has not completely passed until now.

It was completely wrong for Caesar to threaten Su Ran with wine, because Su Ran was not unable to drink. His drinking capacity was far better than Mai's. She just didn't dare to drink in front of others...

Because she drank too much , she doesn’t know what kind of character she will become, but every character is very difficult to deal with.

Usually Shutoku Mai would not dare to let her drink too much even if she risked her life, but what happened last night. It's so special that Mai is absolutely not allowed to show up. She once invaded Cassel College and fought with Caesar at gunpoint under surveillance cameras. She also bid with Lu Mingfei at an auction in Chicago.

With her pair of peerless long legs, even if she appears on stage with her face covered and wearing an Indian sari, she will be recognized at a glance. So Su Ran finally had the opportunity to get himself drunk.

"Who is the man who flew up to Tokyo Tower?" Su Ran asked loudly to the audience, waving his whip.

"Basara King!" hundreds of women chanted in unison.

The roar of the engine overwhelmed the rock music, and a black Prince motorcycle rushed into the center of the dance floor. Caesar was wearing a black leather motorcycle jacket, with silver chains all over his body, and a wide belt with copper nails tied tightly. He has eight-pack abs and a shiny Desert Eagle in his belt.

He took off his sunglasses and threw them at the women: "My engine is already hot, are you ready?"

"Take us away!" The women threw hundreds of them Long-stemmed roses were thrown onto the dance floor.

"So who is the man wearing a bloody trench coat walking among the corpses?" Su Ran raised his glass high, the blood-like wine liquid in the glass swaying, "Let us, for him and his sister, Cheers! ”

White rose petals fell from the sky, and Chu Zihang, wearing a red leather trench coat, fell from the ceiling to the center of the dance floor, holding a bouquet of dead rose branches.

More than a dozen black shadows rushed toward him from all directions, the sharp blades in their hands flashing with cold light.

Chu Zihang waved the bunch of dead branches and walked among the shadows. His movements of waving the dead branches were like an artist painting. With every blow, withered petals scattered, and the shadows fell to the ground one after another. .

Basara King drove a motorcycle and rushed towards Ukyo. According to the script, he was the underworld emperor who took away Ukyo’s sister. Under his perfect driving, the heavy motorcycle flew along the perimeter of the Takamagahara Hall and he let go. The handlebar pulled out the twin guns from his waist, locked onto Ukyo and fired continuously.

Ukyo jumped to dodge and chopped off the bullets with his knife in the air.

The guests' heartbeats quickened, and they tried hard to restrain themselves from shouting and disturbing the performance.

The moment Barasa King's heavy-duty motorcycle passed by Ukyo, Ukyo leaned over and swung the dead branches across. The front and rear wheels of the motorcycle were split from the middle. Barasa King rolled to the center of the dance floor, and Ukyo had already lifted it. He picked up the Desert Eagle he had dropped and shot him through the chest.

The whole audience cheered! When the guests received the text message, they were still doubtful. They didn't know what Takamagahara's "Yakuza Festival" tonight was. They had previously watched "Cleopatra" starring Barasa King and "Sakura Falls on Gimryushima" starring Ukyo Tachibana. and Sakura's repertoire "White Snake", they felt that it was already a performance that was difficult to surpass, but at this moment they finally understood the meaning of the text message saying that "Yakuza Festival" was Takamagahara's "treasure program".

The effects are splendid and unparalleled. The effect of Ukyo chopping the wheel with a dead branch and the effect of the bullet hitting Barasa King's body with blood splattering are so realistic, everything seems real.

More black figures wearing skull masks rushed up from the background, holding up the girl in white wrapped in iron chains. They put long knives on the girl's neck and approached Chu Zihang step by step. .

“That’s Ukyo’s sister!” Someone among the guests screamed, “It’s so beautiful!”

“Ukyo kills them all!” Sanae excitedly raised his hand, “It’s mine. On the account!"

She couldn't stand Ukyo's expressionless face. It was obvious that he didn't cry or smile, he just stared silently, but Sanae felt his tears flow back into his heart.

Ukyo is the boy who has a world in his heart. Who dares to make him sad so cruelly? Damn whatever bastard made him sad!

"Kill it! Cut it! Kill it!" Ukyo's fans raised their arms and shouted.

Ukyo flew up!

Although he had a wire tied around his waist, in the eyes of the guests he was just flying. Isn't it normal for a boy like Ukyo, who looks like withered cherry blossoms, to fly?

Nothing in the world, not even gravity, can restrain that boy! If he is willing, he can transform into the most powerful and elegant sword light in the world!

Ukyo pulled out the knife from the dead rose branch. Under the bright blue effect light, he seemed to be waving the crescent moon.

The continuous sword light passed over the necks of all the black figures. After a second, sad music played, Ukyo landed as lightly as a white bird treading on the sand, and blood spurted out from the throats of the black figures at the same time. Light. Ukyo rushed forward and hugged the girl in white tightly in his arms, and the spotlight covered the figures of the suffering brother and sister.

"I really want to be his sister..." Some of the guests shed tears.

Is this Broadway Live? Impeccable sound and light effects, impeccable acting skills, impeccable Ukyo, you know clearly that this is just a performance, but you can't help but be moved. The moment he rushes to hug his sister, the music suddenly switches to Hisaishi Joe "The Girl Who Fell from the Sky", he hugged her so tightly and so hard that it made people feel that if that embrace must be the warmest and safest place in the world, curling up in it would make you fearless.

Sanae remembered ten years ago at Narita Airport when she said goodbye to her last boyfriend from college. She stepped into the safe passage, but her boyfriend couldn't get in. They bowed and said goodbye with a step apart. Sanae held back tears because she knew that her boyfriend's family was already planning for him to have a blind date with an outstanding girl from the same hometown. The last chain that maintained their love no longer existed, and from now on they were just strangers.

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