Chapter 620: You Are Stupid, You Stinky Sister (Thanks to Yan Wanhai, the Leader of Pan Qianshan)

Starting half a month ago, serial murders occurred in Nara City.

Every night, a decapitated body appears on the streets. It lasted for half a month without any interruption. There are strong traces of source matter left at the scene, and there is no doubt that it was the work of the sublime.

Counting today, sixteen people's heads have been chopped off.

There is no rhyme or reason to the identity of the deceased.

There are ordinary office workers, there are ascendants, and there is even an entourage of a minister... But the ending is undoubtedly the same, with the neck cut off by the same wrong way.

He was given death simply and neatly, and then turned around and left without any hesitation, leaving no clues for his pursuers.

Bizarrely dissolving into the night.

Only a tragic scene and full of ridicule were left.

Kakuyama lowered his head in shame, "I'm incompetent, it's a step too late."

It's just a little bit closer to catching that guy.

"Keep checking."

Inujiang said, "Now before the showdown between the Imperial Kitchen Demon begins, there is such a big chaos in the city. I'm afraid the Luming Hall will use it as an excuse to say that we have failed in our responsibilities..."

"Ha." A disdainful sneer came from the next person, "Isn't this sent by them?"

Inujiang raised his eyes and looked over, "Kuro-"

"Am I wrong, Mr. Inue?" the young man whispered angrily: "They single-handedly forced the uncle who begged for his life for the Satomi family to death, and now they come here to accuse us of dereliction of duty? Plus sin..."

"Kuro!"

Inujiang raised his voice, raised his old eyes, and warned word for word: "This is not something you can interrupt!"

The young man raised his head stubbornly and asked, "Am I not a samurai of the Satomi family?"

"Two hundred years ago, if the Satomi family samurai had dared to say such ungrateful words here, they would have been ordered to commit seppuku!"

Inujiang retorted coldly: "You are not in charge yet, wait until you sit in that position and then think about how to give orders to us old men!

Now, before I get angry, go back to your house, this is no place for you to act wild! "

Jiulang's face turned red, and soon, he lowered his head and left.

The door is closed.

Beside Inujiang, the old samurai sighed, "Kuroro died sadly. He was still young, and no offense was intended."

"Who doesn't know?" Inujiang shook his head and sighed: "Otherwise if it were someone with ulterior motives, I would chop off his head right here in front of you."

Kuro, Satomi Shizue, is the nephew of the previous generation's master Satomi Fujie.

Satomi Fuji has no children of his own, and has raised Kuro as his own since he was a child. After the leader of the previous generation was deposed and 'died of shame', he was undoubtedly the one who suffered the most.

Nowadays, when young people say such inappropriate things, old people can understand them, but they cannot indulge them.

Repelling him away is already the greatest protection.

The meeting must continue.

After finalizing the few remaining trivial matters, Inujiang raised his hand tiredly and rubbed the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and sighed. He picked up a towel and wiped his face casually, then forcibly cheered up.

He is old.

One hundred and sixty-four years old.

He has almost witnessed the troubled modern history of the Satomi family. From a little-known samurai, he gradually became Inue, who inherited the name of Satomi's eight dogs.

It can be said that in addition to being the head, this old man is the real backbone and backbone of the Satomi family. And Inujiang has always been trusted by successive masters because of his restraint on power and loyalty to his family.

The generations that grew up through the turbulent years, no matter how ambitious they are, understand how important the existence of the family is.

Only by uniting closely and seeking survival together can we survive in an increasingly dangerous situation.

It's a pity that today's young people no longer think this way...

Starting a generation ago, the struggle has spiraled out of control.

Now, as the generals gradually ignore the emperor, everyone in Yingzhou is drifting in the huge political whirlpool, and it is difficult to control themselves... No, it should be said that the times have changed since the moment the country's gate was opened by the black ship of Rome. .

After resting for a while, he forced himself to cheer up and looked at the seven people around him.

See the eight dog warriors inside.

Nowadays, the eight retainers of the Satomi family hold different rights. After losing their master, the eight people who can represent the integrity of the Satomi family are here.

"For the past few days, you must have a list in mind, right?"

In silence, the no longer young warriors nodded slowly and shared the information they had investigated.

In the end, he may become the next generation leader.

The one at the front, of course, needless to say, is the adopted son of the previous master, Kuro, Satomi Jiujing.

Then, the younger brother who was the master in the previous generation came back from America in a hurry and saw injustice.

The person in charge of Satomi's Tateyama Group, Satomi is impure.

Masahei Satomi while studying abroad in Russia.

…

And finally, Satomi Kohaku, the last son of the Satomi clan.

"That's ridiculous!"

During the banquet, an old man growled angrily: "The daughter of a sinner who abandoned Yingzhou and was exiled to Dongxia, the Luming Pavilion actually recognized her qualifications? A bunch of idiots! What on earth are those guys thinking?!"

Inue raised his eyes and said calmly: "Kohaku's father is also a person who made sacrifices for the family. In my opinion, she is no different from other younger generations. They are all children of the Satomi family."

"Mr. Inue, don't you understand why she's here?"

"Is her purpose of coming different from that of others?" Inujie raised his voice and asked rhetorically, then looked around solemnly: "Since she is the blood of the Satomi family, she is qualified to inherit the position of the head of the Satomi family. Don’t lose your responsibilities!”

Everyone lowered their eyes respectfully, and there was no voice of objection.

In the silence, Inujiang suddenly couldn't help but laugh at himself.

It was he who banished Amber in the first place.

I'm afraid that in other people's minds at this moment, they cannot help but call them old fools, right? But again, in his eyes at this moment, there is no difference between Zhong Jian Amber and other juniors.

As for why Luming Hall recognized her bloodline and recognized an exile named in the Social Security Bureau, he probably could understand some of the considerations behind it.

Without it, it's just... two evils.

It was not for some noble and compassionate reason, to give the sinner a chance to prove his atonement, nor was it to believe that amber would come out of the mud and remain unstained.

It's just your own fault.

It has no power externally and gradually loses control internally.

——Which consequence is more serious, denying the blood of the Chinese race or rejecting the penetration of the Eastern Xia genealogy?

No matter what Satomi Kohaku did, there is no doubt that she has the direct bloodline of the leader of the Kamigami family, and at the same time, it is also the orthodoxy of the Chinese clan.

As for the possibility of colluding with external forces... Oh, are there still few people colluding with external forces?

Every one of them looks like a wandering girl waiting for a price, which is disgusting.

And now among the heirs of the Satomi family, I don’t know how much sand has been mixed in, and I don’t know how many of them have chosen a camp for themselves.

Generals, His Majesty, various ministers... and even a whole bunch of others.

When they choose Kitchen Demon for proxy duel, they themselves have already become the proxy for others.

"But what does this have to do with us old men?"

Inu Jiang lowered his eyes, looked down at the tasteless tea soup in the cup, and shook his head mockingly: "It sounds like you can still decide for yourself about the Satomi family's affairs."

It seems that after this turmoil, the real Satomi family can continue to exist.

He closed his eyes.

Sigh tiredly.

The next day, noon.

There was silence in the Yingzhou-style meeting hall.

It is obviously the busiest time for lunch, but the people sitting behind each seat have expressionless faces. The old people are eating in silence, and when the young people look at each other, their eyes seem to be able to create sparks. .

It was obviously a feast carefully prepared by a famous chef, but it was tasteless.

There was only one country bumpkin who was still devouring the food, scrolling on Twitter carelessly, and laughing out loud at the comedian. After eating, he wiped his mouth and moved little by little towards the beauty next to him like a hamster.

Pull her sleeve.

"Miss Waizhi, Miss Waizhi, I heard there is a hot spring behind me..." Maki blinked her big curious eyes, "After lunch, let's go to the hot spring together!"

"..."

Amidst the weird looks in other people's eyes, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to sigh.

Miss Maki, is Ning the heartless person of the Satomi family?

No, why can't you learn to read the air that you Yingzhou people are so proud of?

Can you give me a good look at the atmosphere?

Hot springs?

If I were a competitor, I would drain the hot spring water for you and replace it with sulfuric acid!

Although he was dissatisfied with Maki's thick lines in his stomach, he still maintained a dignified appearance on the surface, eating his food in a leisurely manner, with elegant manners and graceful movements.

No matter how harsh the standard is, you can't find any shortcomings in that pleasing posture.

Today's pregnant lady is still flawless.

Although she was only wearing the guest yukata given by the attendants, she seemed to be wearing a gorgeous Tang suit, exuding indescribable charm to the surroundings all the time.

The iconic cowherd business smile that I learned from Lao Liu has been transformed here, and it has become a smile that is hard to take away.

Especially when looking at the end of the banquet, a certain stinky sister whom I haven't seen for a long time... I feel even more happy.

Thinking of this, with some bad taste, I quietly took out my mobile phone and sent an email.

[Dear Amber, I’m here! 】

In the crowd, amidst the indifference, resistance and hostility of many blood relatives, Satoshi Kohaku was still eating her meal calmly, and noticed the vibration of her cell phone on the table.

He glanced down.

Then his eyes almost fell out of his head... The hand holding the rice trembled.

[Where the hell have you been? 】

[Your home, your bed is really big and comfortable...]

Satomi Kohaku felt himself turned upside down.

Can't understand what happened?

What nonsense is this guy talking about again?

【...Am I falling behind? What's the latest joke? Are you planning to stop being a cowherd and start speaking rakugo? 】

[No, this is the truth. I arrived three days early, and then your family invited me over. I was treated to delicious food and drinks, warm and hospitable, and warm as spring. It was much better than the cold treatment of some poor little girl. Are you envious? 】

Are you fucking kidding me?

Without thinking, I typed a greeting from Zu An. Before I finished writing, I was stunned for a moment and realized something was wrong.

The surrounding atmosphere has changed.

Just as she and Huai Shi were focusing on the line, the sights around them gradually became weird. Shocked, confused, surprised, puzzled, and greedy.

No, that's not looking at yourself, but looking at yourself...behind you?

She frowned and finally heard the soft breathing behind her.

Turning around suddenly, he saw that cheek so close.

A pair of big watery eyes, charming and pure, like white lotuses blooming from green tea.

Wearing a cyan yukata, the woman who arrived at an unknown time knelt and sat behind Kohaku. Her long hair was combed into a ponytail, hanging down from her left shoulder.

Raise your hand and tuck your hair behind your ears.

Smile gently.

But for Satomi Kohaku, the horror came suddenly, rising in her heart along with the terrifying shadows and desperate memories of the past.

She was so frightened that she almost jumped up on the spot and wanted to draw the knife.

Luo Xian? !

No, this is...

At that moment, in full view of everyone, Miss Huai Zhi bent down slightly, approached her ear intimately, and said hello with a long-lost deep voice.

"Are you stupid, stinky sister?"