1758. Chapter 1758 Fujiwara No (V)

A very sharp and restrained knife, the handle of the knife is simply wrapped with dark cloth.

Fujiwarano was lowering his gaze at this time, looking at the knife in his hand intently, wiping it carefully, as if he was caring for a treasure he loved most.

There was freshly boiled water on the coffee table beside him, and the rising steam made him look a little hazy.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and then the door was opened, and a thin and tall gray figure soon came into view.

It was a man who looked to be in his thirties, and he looked a bit like a personal assistant.

"Master!"

The visitor quickly stopped in front of the coffee table, bowed respectfully to Fujiwara, then knelt down on the tatami beside him, and skillfully began to take out the tea leaves and make tea.

After a while, the study room was filled with the quiet aroma of tea.

"Master, Master Lan Xiu hasn't answered the phone yet. I think..."

The man looked at the silent Fujiwara cautiously, and tentatively said, "Maybe it's Master Lan Xiu..."

"He's avoiding my call. Since he doesn't want to answer the call, there's no need to call anymore. I'll figure out what's going on over there when I get there."

The calm tone came, with a deep hoarse tone. Listening to that tone, it seemed to make people feel a little depressed, or maybe, depressed?

Of course, both of them spoke very authentic Japanese.

"Master, your injury is not healed yet. Otherwise, you should rest for a while before going over. I won't trust you to go over like this. Besides, Miss Reiko is still here. Otherwise, we will wait for the Inoue family to return first. It’s not too late for us to go there.”

The man carefully sought Fujiwara's opinion.

"That is my father's own business. He is the one who brought the Inoue family into trouble."

Fujiwara said nonchalantly, throwing down the white handkerchief with one hand, taking the brewed tea on the side, and took a simple sip. Then he stood up, holding the knife he had just wiped with both hands, and turned to the side. The wooden pile not far from the wall was chopped down.

I saw the sharp sword light flashing past, and across a large area of ​​air, I could feel the cold sword energy coming towards me, and a chilling feeling came over me. The man couldn't help but be startled. He shrank subconsciously.

‘Bang! ’

'Snapped! ’

Several sharp cracking sounds were heard, and in the blink of an eye, a row of wooden piles that had been intact a moment ago had been shattered into pieces. The flying dust stained the corners of his clothes. It feels a bit messy and chilling.

The man watched, not daring to say anything. He just stared at the messy debris on the floor. It wasn't until the cold light of the intertwined knife shadows stopped that he took a deep breath and held up a white card. The handkerchief stepped forward and handed it to Fujiwara.

Fujiwara also took it, briefly wiped the blade, and then strode towards the knife stand on the side, silently putting away the sharp knife.

"Master, Miss Reiko's dance tonight..."

"Matsuda, I don't know when your consciousness became so low. What does her dance have to do with me? Why is there no news about the things I asked you to do until now? Has your ability to do things returned?"

Fujiwara's hoarse voice contained a hint of displeasure and coldness.

"I'm sorry, Master! I'm sorry!"

Matsuda quickly bowed and apologized, "We are far away in Japan, and the situation there is not clear to begin with. Moreover, I found that the news about Miss Dongfang in Z City seems to have been suppressed. Obviously someone did it intentionally. I think It should be to guard against us, or perhaps, Miss Dongfang herself doesn’t want us to know her news..."

After Matsuda said these words, Fujiwara's cold and handsome face became even more gloomy. The big hand holding the knife suddenly tightened. Matsuda could feel that his big hand holding the sharp knife was trembling slightly, and his eyes suddenly became silent. gloomy.

He turned his head and looked at the pale sunset outside the window, blinked his deep eyes, and took a breath secretly. Matsuda could also see that his face had become a little pale, and even from a distance, he could feel the condensed energy on his body. The pain.

"She can only be mine. This time, I will not hesitate to tie her to my side and make her hate me even more. It is better than making me suffer alone."

He has never seen a woman as heartless and indifferent as Dongfang Liuyun. He owes her, but they are destined to owe each other. She must repay it by herself, and he will repay it by himself. .

"Master, however, this matter is not something we can do whatever we want. Miss Dongfang, I'm afraid..."

Matsuda also looked at Fujiwara worriedly, his heart filled with a hint of distress——

After suffering for many years, both of them were in so much pain, especially their young master. Since that incident, he woke up from nightmares almost every day, and every nightmare was about shouting Dongfang Liuyun's name. wake up.

He knew very well that the young master must have dreamed that Miss Dongfang left him.

In the past few years, Fujiwara's life has not been good at all. He has lost a lot of weight, and for a long time he has been almost decadent. He has been surrounded by busy work every day. Of course, His temper has become much worse and his methods are extremely cruel. After the family's merciless purge, he has firmly established himself as the absolute successor to the Fujiwara family.

"It's not up to her. I've settled the family affairs. I want to see who dares to oppose me."

"But, the master..."

Matsuda said hesitantly.

Hearing this, Fujiwarano's gloomy face showed a disdainful sneer, "If he really likes Inoue Reiko, he might as well let him marry her. Anyway, I don't mind him having another mistress. Otherwise, it's not difficult to get rid of a woman."

Speaking of the latter, a cold light flashed in Fujiwarano's black eyes. It looked like the black cloth covering his chest was instantly torn off, revealing his hideous heart.

Matsuda listened, his heart paused, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and hurriedly said, "Master, don't be impulsive. Miss Reiko is the jewel in the crown of the Inoue family. If something happens to her here, the Inoue family will definitely not let it go."

"Then let her go back to her territory."

Fujiwarano said this expressionlessly, put down the knife in his hand, turned around indifferently and walked directly to the door.

When Matsuda came back to his senses, he could only catch a glimpse of that indifferent back...