Chapter 532 Breaking Up
"So that's it... maybe that old woman was right." After laughing for a long time, Fuma Kotaro slowly straightened his back and said quietly.
"What is right?" Caesar failed to understand the meaning of Fuma Kotaro's words.
"Those words that my old woman said, maybe men really don't understand what love is, or maybe I'm the only one who doesn't understand." Fuma Kotaro said slowly, "I did pursue her when I was young, so to speak In fact, I almost forgot what she looked like when she was old, because I didn’t want to look at her directly, I only vaguely remember the smell of rotting dead wood on her body.”
"But the old woman was completely different when she was young. I remember what she looked like when she was young. She was also a first-rate beauty at that time. Her legs were as slender as willow branches in summer. I was attracted by her long legs. Attractive." Fuma Kotaro said with a look of reminiscence, "I like to see the way she gets on a motorcycle. She likes to ride fast. At that time, I thought this woman was really cool. Who wouldn't like such a cool woman? What? At that time, I swore in my heart that I would chase this woman."
Caesar nodded in deep agreement. His mind was full of Nono driving fast... Nono, Yabuki Sakura, and Mai Shutoku... the women he knew who drove fast were indeed very attractive. .
"I am a man with strong self-esteem and a desire to win. The old woman was the same when she was young. I also learned to ride a motorcycle for her sake." Fuma Kotaro said, "The balance of ninjas is incomparable to ordinary people. I learned to She was very fast, and it didn’t take long for me to master motorcycle skills that were superior to hers, but I didn’t tell her. On the contrary, I deliberately lost to her every time I competed.”
"Isn't it because of taking care of the girl's self-esteem?" Caesar looked at Fuma Kotaro and said, "Mr. Feng Mo lost to Madam because he wanted to win against her in the end, right?"
"Gatuso-kun, you know it very well." Fuma Kotaro winked at Caesar, like like-minded friends squatting on the street discussing girls together, "The last race was at Mount Untori, which is the highest mountain near Tokyo. , located at the junction of Saitama and Yamanashi Prefectures, with an altitude of more than 2,000 meters and rugged mountain roads. We agreed that the first person to reach the shrine halfway up the mountain would be the winner. The loser must unconditionally agree to the winner's request. The old woman readily agreed. Because I had never beaten her before, she made a bold promise before the race that she would completely conquer that steep mountain road and conquer me as well... She turned the accelerator with confidence and was left behind by me. .”
"The result of the competition was undoubtedly that I won. We spent a wonderful night together at the shrine that day, and the next day I carried her back to Fuma's house, as if to declare to the world that this was me. A woman who conquers with her ability." Fuma Kotaro paused. When he said this, his tone was like a high-spirited young man, and then he became confused and vicissitudes. "There is no doubt that I loved her at that time. But how long did this last? One year? Two years? Or did it last until the third year... I don’t know. I don’t know when I started to have no feelings for this woman who I once tried to pursue no matter what. It's because I'm bored, she's obviously still very young, but I feel like she's getting more and more unsightly, and she hasn't ridden a motorcycle since she married into the Feng Mo family."
"A woman fell in love with a man, and eventually sacrificed everything to become his vassal, but in exchange she got the man's disgust and betrayal." Nanami Sakurai said coldly, "Not only Mrs. Fuma, but also me and those more... Young girl...do you really love a specific person? No, what you pursue is always just a newer and more exciting feeling."
"Maybe Aiko... No, maybe you are right, Master Sakurai. I am already so old, but I still don't understand such a thing as love." Fuma Kotaro whispered, "A few nights ago, I I went into the mountains alone and visited the old woman's grave. I didn't tell her about the recent events in the Sheqiba family and my troubles. I just imagined what she looked like when she was young, imagining that she was still the same person riding a motorcycle. A charming young girl, chatted with her, and then said goodbye... Oh, by the way, her tombstone is a stone carving of a motorcycle, which she requested during her lifetime. It has photos of her racing on it, which is majestic. Yeah, like a cowgirl.”
Fuma Kotaro's voice was not quiet, and the gangsters present should have heard it clearly, but contrary to before, those comments disappeared.
Caesar just nodded, daring to admit the ridiculous things he did when he was young in front of so many subordinates. Even if the two sides were in hostile positions, it did not prevent him from respecting the old patriarch... and listening silently would be enough. This is the greatest respect for this old man.
"The reason Gattuso-kun and I are talking about these things is not to defend the ridiculous things I did when I was young, but to tell you that this is a family head, an ordinary person of flesh and blood." Fuma Kotaro looked at Kai Sa's eyes said, "I will show my cowardice and make mistakes. When I was young, I strictly prohibited anyone in my family from talking about these things. That's because I have been escaping. But now if you plan to use the mistakes I made in the past to blackmail me, then I I will take the initiative to expose my weakness in front of you."
"Why?" Caesar asked puzzled.
"Because even if you know where my weakness is, you can't touch it. My identity as the head of the Feng Mo Family has long given me a layer of hard armor. As the head of the family, I can give up what I have worked hard for most of my life. With the savings I have saved, as the head of the house, I can give up those girls with smooth thighs and the fragrance of flowers all over their bodies. As the head of the house, I can give up those old guys who have been with me for more than sixty years... I can’t even give up myself. Even if I can give up my life, what else can you threaten me with?"
Caesar could feel something called "enlightenment" bursting out from the old man's body at this moment. What Fuma Kotaro said was not false. He dared to expose all his weaknesses frankly, which meant that he had become acquainted with that person. Ordinary people's Fuma Kotaro bid farewell... The current Fuma Kotaro standing in front of Caesar and the others symbolizes the will of the entire Fuma family, one-eighth of the Snake Qihachi family, and part of the incarnation of the Japanese underworld.
Fuma Kotaro lifted off his kimono. A half-sheathed short sword hung on the waist of his white coat. Half of the snow-white blade was exposed. The end of the blade was hidden in the scabbard and tied with a thin red rope. It's tied with a knot that can be pulled out at any time... If a fight breaks out, this short sword doesn't look like a useful weapon.
"Don't the Japanese understand the principle that one inch is longer and one inch is stronger? Not to mention that a knife is slower than a gun, but this short knife is too compact, isn't it?" Fingel muttered in a low voice, "If you fight with this thing, you will only die more. Hurry?"
"That is not an ordinary short sword, nor is it used for fighting. Its name is 'Huai Jian', which means a sword that only stabs one's arms. As the name suggests, it is used to commit seppuku. It cuts one's own belly. , so its handle and blade are designed to be held in reverse." Chu Zihang explained to Fengel, "When the situation was turbulent in the late shogunate, big shots and samurai often carried swords as a way to Come and show the enemy that they are determined to die."
"We all see the consciousness of the Feng Mo family leader, and we respect it." The voice came from the door of Gao Tianyuan, and Lu Mingfei slowly walked into the wind and rain, "But you have your consciousness, and we also have our bottom line. "
"What's your bottom line?" Feng Mo Kotaro's eyes fell on Lu Mingfei. He looked at the young man with sharp eyes, and his sharp eyes seemed to want to dissect Lu Mingfei.
But Fuma Kotaro gradually began to frown, and his frown became deeper and deeper... because he found that he could not see through this young man at all.
"Our bottom line is that we will not hand over Eri, and we will not let Eri show up. She is free to stay wherever she wants, and it is also her freedom to stay with whom she wants. You have no right to interfere." Lu Mingfei's voice was decisive, "You can never lock her in that cage-like room again."
The expressions of Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami sank at the same time, and the scene froze again, and the situation seemed to have returned to the original point.
"Not only Eriyi, senior brother and Kazama Ruri are also our bottom line." Lu Mingfei looked at the two family heads, Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami, with an uncompromising tone, "You can't take Chu Zihang away today, and you can't take him with you either. Zou Fengjian Liuli, I don’t care if you talk about the past stories, explain things with reason and move emotions, or send out so many people to oppress us, we will not hand over anyone, this is our bottom line, on the bottom line issue Not negotiable."
"Do you still remember what I said at the beginning?" Fuma Kotaro said coldly, "I said that we are not here to negotiate, but to settle accounts. This is the account that your Kassel College owes the Snake Qihachi family. , although we are gangsters, we are reasonable, we have a strong side, but we also took the initiative to give in, showing you our sincerity."
"That's not sincerity, it's just your wishful thinking." Lu Mingfei said lightly, "You have no right to interfere with Eriyi's freedom. Senior brother Tachibana Masamune was not the one who killed him, and we did not regard Kazama Ruri as a The Dragon King of the Fierce Ghosts, he is our friend."
"Lu Jun, you still don't understand. Many times, things have already happened, and they have become established facts in everyone's eyes. The truth is often not noticed by so many people. I am willing to use my ability to explore the truth. , but my ability alone is limited, and I cannot stop the general trend... Do you know what the general trend is?" Fuma Kotaro said something meaningful, and he pointed at the thick crowd behind him, "This is called the general trend. "
"Stop negotiating terms with us. If you take a step back, there is an abyss behind the family... Send Miss Eriyi back to the family within three days, and give Chu Zihang and Kazama Ruri to us. We can not hurt them. Life, this is the family's last ultimatum!" Fuma Kotaro took a step forward and asked slowly, "Do you know the consequences of opposing the Snake Qiba family?"
As soon as Fuma Kotaro finished speaking, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out one after another in the crowd, and the loud amplification one after another made people's hair stand on end in the late night rainstorm streets.
"I also told you that we don't surrender to anyone. This is our bottom line. We don't want to push forward, but our bottom line will not give in!" Lu Mingfei said without giving in, "You ask us Do you know the consequences of going against the Sheqiba family...then do you know the consequences of touching the bottom line of our Kassel Academy?"
Before Lu Mingfei finished speaking, two figures quickly ran out in unison... It was Chu Zihang and Fingel.
Chu Zihang came to Nanami Sakurai at lightning speed. Just as Nanami Sakurai wanted to resist, a cold and deadly breath came from her neck, and the blade of a long black knife stuck tightly to her neck. On the skin of her throat was Chu Zihang's Murasame.
Just like the situation on Sakurai Nanami's side, Fingel also jumped out and pounced on Fuma Kotaro. Fuma Kotaro's reaction was faster than Sakurai Nanami. He is worthy of being the old family leader known as the "King of Ninja", even in the face of He subconsciously took precautions against the sudden sneak attack.
The short sword slipped out of the cuff of the kimono. Even though the times are progressing, the tradition of the Fuma family continues to this day. Ninjas always carry swords with them. Fuma Kotaro used the short sword to slash the joint of Fengel's arm. As expected, the sharp old man really It was difficult to deal with him. He always looked for the most tricky angles to attack. With Fingel's forward posture, his elbow joint was logically unavoidable.
If Fuma Kotaro stabbed an ordinary person with his knife, his arm would be completely destroyed. However, even Fuma Kotaro did not expect that when the tip of the short knife was about to pierce Fingel's skin, the opponent's elbow joint would move in a completely different direction. After twisting in a reasonable direction, the short knife only scratched the opponent's suit jacket.
Fengma Kotaro's blow failed, and Fingel's big hand grabbed his shoulder. Fuma Kotaro was not afraid. All ninjas have practiced the "bone shrinking" technique. The principle is to soak their own bones with potion first. It then compresses the joints between the bones, so even if someone grabs it, it can contract like a flexible earthworm and then slide away.
But Fingel's palm fell on Fuma Kotaro's shoulder, instantly weighing down the old man's shoulders. Fengma Kotaro didn't expect that this young man who looked the most unattractive could actually have such great strength. His shoulders were crushed... However, the next moment, Fuma Kotaro discovered something that surprised him even more.
His bones...cannot shrink!
Of course, it was not that the King of Ninja had not mastered the art of bone shrinking, but because Fingel's fingers were tightly clasped on both sides of his shoulder blade joints, like two hard iron pliers, forcibly restraining Fuma Kotaro's shoulder bones. It felt like... this young man seemed to know the special skills of their ninjas very well.