Chapter 200 The Battle Between Emperors (Father and Son)!

"Deadpool, is it possible to be controlled?"

Uesugoshi suddenly asked.

He thought about how he just lit up the golden eyes and made the Deadpools retreat.

Although these guys have lost their minds, they still have dragon instincts.

Class hierarchy is rooted deep in the soul.

"There is currently no record of this in our family."

"No, it shouldn't be. I remember that the old men in my family told me about the classics on this subject."

Uesugi frowned.

He clearly remembered that when he was the Shadow Emperor, the clan elders who were full and had nothing to do would drag him to make up history lessons every day.

Trying to assimilate him, a French-born romantic, into the true emperor of neon.

"Master Uesugi, most of the family's classics were lost sixty years ago."

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Uesugoshi fell silent.

Sixty years ago, he ran away from the Sheqi family.

Not only did he take away several rare and precious alchemy knives from the family, he also set fire to the family shrine.

The shrine contains a large number of historical books and secret information.

This is also the real reason why the Neon Branch has not dared to fall out with Angers.

The secret party behind Angers has been active in the cause of dragon slaying for more than a thousand years, and they already know much more than Neon.

Sixty years ago, he felt very happy and wanted to avenge his mother.

Now, the boomerang finally hit him.

"Go back first. Have you contacted the headquarters?"

Uesugi changed the subject.

Inuyama Heya recognized the interest and just wanted to cooperate.

Then I heard the cell phone ringing in my pocket.

He glanced at Uesugoshi and Sakurai Nanami, and they nodded.

Line connected.

"Genji Heavy Industries, Deadpool attacks! A large number of Deadpools attack!"

There was a bang and the operator was knocked out.

The phone fell to the ground.

"The monster is coming in! Get to the top!"

"Can't walk, the elevator is damaged."

"Ah! Let me go!"

crunch crunch crunch

The noisy and chaotic blind sounds, coupled with the teeth-searing sound of chewing, made Sakurai Nanami's face turn slightly pale.

She could tell that the operator seemed to be being eaten by some monster.

And in the process, he was still alive.

The Sichuan pattern on Inuyama's eyebrows tightened even more.

Uesugoshi's expression changed.

Eriki Uesugi was still on the top floor of the Genji Heavy Industries Building, and that bastard Luke didn't know if he could protect his daughter.

No, he has to go back!

"Ah He, prepare the car, I want to go back."

"No need, Master Yue, I'm here."

The phone was picked up and it was Luke's voice.

Uesugoshi felt relieved immediately, but the master's words were unyielding.

"You brat, you have such a loud voice, don't deliver the goods to your door then."

"They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs."

Luke dragged the tail of a snake-shaped Deadpool and flicked it, sending the humanoid Deadpool who was trying to attack in the dark flying away.

The steel beams above, below, left and right were occupied by Deadpool. Black and red blood spattered between the beams, and the fighting scene was extremely brutal.

Most of the commissioners of the Executive Bureau are performing tasks outside, and the few dozen remaining commissioners can't stop this group of crazy monsters at all.

Without Luke, they wouldn't even be able to call Uesugoshi.

"Instead of caring about me, you might as well go and watch Dianyuan Zhisheng."

"Zhisheng? What happened to him? Was he also attacked by Deadpool?!"

As soon as he heard that it was about his biological son, Uesugi became more anxious and immediately grabbed Inuyama Ga's phone call.

Luke didn't tease Master Yue either.

Mainly because if they didn't say anything, the trio might really be beaten to death by Yuan Zhisheng.

"Your son may be fine, but your daughter-in-law may be gone."

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Uesugoshi was confused.

He looked up at Inuyama Ga.

Ah He, my son is already married?

Inuyama He shook his head blankly.

He had never heard of any girl the young master of the family was marrying before.

Let alone being married, Yuan Zhisheng showed no signs of being attracted to any girl.

"Yuan Zhisheng is out of control. Their subordinates just sent a text message asking for help."

"You also know that Eri's condition is not suitable for going out. Now the only one in the Sheqi family who can stop Minamoto is you."

Luke was leisurely strolling among the Deadpools.

In fact, as long as he releases the pressure of the monarch, he can force these dead servants to kneel down and beg for mercy, or even order them to commit suicide.

But what if he released the Deadpool group?

Luke's lips curled up.

Tachibana Masamune, no.

I should say Herzog.

Everyone can't wait, you have to hurry up to get yourself to the table

Luke's golden eyes lit up like the eternal scorching sun, and the group of Deadpools who looked at each other shivered.

They knelt on the ground like lowly slaves begging a noble for forgiveness.

"Eriyi, have you finished eating?"

Eriyi came down from the upper level.

In fact, if it weren't for the Deadpool group, they were about to rush into the restaurant floor where Eriki was.

Luke didn't even bother to come down.

After all, many of the members of the eight Sheqi families who died were the descendants of those beasts back then.

Eriki glanced at the dead people soaked in her own blood, her sad expression flashing away.

It's not that she has no feelings about death at all, it's just that it's too indifferent.

‘Luke, I want to go out. ’

Eriyi held up the small blackboard.

Luke smiled and nodded in agreement.

"That's it. I'll take Eri out to play. Genji is on XX Street in Xicheng District. See if you can catch up."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Master Yue to reply.

Swish!

The black free flames automatically ignited on the deadpools. They wailed and twisted.

Like evil ghosts and demons climbing out of hell, the flames burned fiercely, as if burning all the sins.

Eri trotted over.

Luke pulled her hand and walked straight out the door.

The two disappeared in the Genji Heavy Industries Building.

But this bloodthirsty and cruel battle was far from over.

The crimson pillars collapsed one after another, the flames and black smoke rushed through the hall, the murals curled in the fire, and the dragons and snakes on the paintings were about to fly.

New deadpools were still crawling out of the bottom of the elevator shaft.

The bottom floor of the Genji Heavy Industries Building is the Deadpool incubator that Herzog used to study dragons.

The number of Deadpools bred there is enough to make the imperial capital feel tingling.

Once the laboratory is exposed, Herzog, will you choose to make up a lie to cover up the truth like in the original book?

Or will you choose to abandon the identity of Tachibana Masamune and become your so-called king general?

Luke is increasingly looking forward to what kind of comedy performance this funny clown will perform for him.

On the other side, Uesugi Yue and his friends looked at each other.

Uesugi Yue slapped his thigh.

"Ahe, let's go, I want to see which fool who is not afraid of death dares to attack my daughter-in-law!"

The heroic old man swallowed the mountains and rivers.

Inuyama He grimaced in pain, and the emperor's hand strength was not something that ordinary people could bear.

But he was also curious about which lucky person would be the girlfriend of the young master.

In the dark alley, the tough king Yasha showed amazing willpower and defense.

Under the fierce attack of the emperor, he actually persisted for three minutes!

Although Yuan Zhisheng did not use the word spirit or open the dragon bone state in this battle.

Even because of the loss of reason, he did not even show his swordsmanship.

Even so, relying on the terrifying fighting instinct and excellent physical fitness, the trio is still at a disadvantage.

Crow is already lying.

Many ribs are broken, his arm is broken, and there is a cut on his abdomen, and blood is constantly pouring out.

If no one rescues him, he is probably the first to die here.

Yasha is not much better.

If it weren't for his word spirit that could block his pain nerves, Yasha would probably be in pain now.

The only one who still maintains a certain fighting ability is Yabuki Sakura.

She has received ninja training and can find ways to avoid unloading force while moving.

But it's just a temporary hold.

There is some pain and confusion in Yabuki Sakura's eyes.

The alchemical dagger tempered with special toxins has been in her pocket, but she has been reluctant to draw the blade.

With the continuous advancement of modern weapons, the emperor is no longer an invincible enemy.

According to the data model established by Kaguya, the artificial intelligence of the Snake Eight Clan, they are not helpless against the emperor.

At least for Gen Chisheng, it is relatively easy to take him down at a certain price.

For example, as long as the poison of Yabuki Sakura penetrates into the blood vessels, even the tenacious Deadpool or the out-of-control dragon-like ghost can be killed in one blow.

However, as a close subordinate of Gen Chisheng, does Yabuki Sakura really want to do this?

Regicide

For loyal ninjas, it is something they would rather die than do.

"Sakura! Be careful!"

Yaksha shouted loudly.

But it was too late.

"Um"

A black shadow flashed by, and Yabuki Sakura was thrown to the ground by Gen Chisheng.

The heroic face was still wrapped in tears of pain at this moment, and Gen Chisheng strangled Yabuki Sakura's neck tightly.

It was as if she was no longer a loyal subordinate, but a mortal enemy of Yuan Zhisheng!

"Young Master."

Yabuki Sakura's voice was barely perceptible.

Her hand touched the poisoned dagger, and Yuan Zhisheng's strength was still increasing.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Yasha's inhuman wailing sounded throughout the dark alley.

The accumulated evil consequences of the high-intensity use of the Word Spirits broke out in an instant.

The endless, tide-like pain enveloped the entire brain, and he fell to the ground, his body twitching.

Word Spirit·Ghost Victory, according to relevant records, there is indeed a precedent that someone has died of pain after the battle.

Hearing the screams, Crow reluctantly opened his eyes and saw Yabuki Sakura with his throat pinched.

He opened his mouth slightly, and his fingers moved a little, as if he wanted to pick up the gun to attract the attention of the "Young Master".

However, his injuries were too serious.

The blurred consciousness and the seriously injured body reminded Crow.

He has reached his limit, don't even think about standing up.

Just lie here, like sand, turn into rubble

Has the support from the main family not arrived yet?

Crow thought vaguely about this inexplicable thought.

Crow slowly loosened his hand, and a stack of tissues soaked in blood slid down from his abdomen, but not much blood flowed out.

He also wanted to save Yabuki Sakura,

Crow actually never mentioned it to Yasha.

He was a gangster in his life, a gentle beast, and he had many beautiful girls he liked.

But the one Crow liked the most was the girl named Sakura.

Plop!

The heavy sound of landing shocked me.

Did the young master throw away Sakura's body?

Crow closed his eyes.

I'm sorry, I couldn't save you, Sakura.

"Asshole! Let go of that girl!"

Faintly, an angry voice sounded.

Crow lost consciousness.

In the dark alley, Master Yue roared, and the twitching Yasha seemed to be startled.

The screams stopped for a moment.

Then, a stronger pain came.

Yasha's veins bulged, and he kicked his legs and fainted directly from the pain.

Uesugi Yue was panting.

Fortunately, Sakurai Nanami was the money manager of the Snake Eight Clan, and heard that the young master was in trouble.

A helicopter was immediately dispatched, and several people were airlifted over at full firepower.

Uesugi Yue didn't wait for the helicopter to find a place to land, and jumped directly from the air.

He didn't even have time to bring a parachute.

The helicopter pilot was stunned.

A distance of nearly 100 meters, a normal person would turn into a mosaic when landing.

But the old guy is still strong, a mere 100 meters high is nothing to worry about.

Pull his two legs out of the concrete.

Uesugi Yue's face was like an angry demon, but he actually wanted to relieve the pain caused by landing from a high altitude.

Facts tell us that no matter how powerful the emperor is, he must abide by the laws of physics.

Newton's coffin lid has not broken yet, but Uesugi Yue's knees are about to break.

The keel state locks the broken bones.

Uesugi Yue just landed, and before he could see who it was, he saw a poor girl being pressed to the ground.

In the alley, the girl, the thug.

Uesugi Yue, who has appreciated many neon art blockbusters, immediately realized the beastly behavior of the man in front of him.

In addition to what Luke had just told him, his daughter-in-law might be in danger.

Uesugi Yue's anger rose all of a sudden.

The "thug" stopped moving, and his body instinctively realized that the old man in front of him was a terrible beast.

The brutality of dragon blood prevailed, and he longed for fighting and destruction.

Weak prey, even if captured, could not bring any nutrients for growth.

Only strong peers could provide him with the capital to move forward.

Yuan Zhisheng turned around, and the traces of two lines of tears made him look a little weird now.

A tyrannical "ghost" actually shed tears.

"Zhisheng?!"

Uesugi Yue was stunned.

He never thought that the murderer would be his own son.

"Ahem, Uesugi Uesugi family master."

"The sound of the clapper! The young master lost control after hearing the clapper sound!"

Yabuki Sakura panted.

They had long noticed the factor of losing control, the inexplicable clapper sound.

But during the battle, they never found where the clapper sound came from.

And they couldn't let the out-of-control young master run out and kill.

So the trio had been struggling here to hold on.

Until they were about to step into the arms of death.

"Bangzi?"

Uesugi Yue was stunned.

Before he could carefully feel what the bangzi sound was, Yuan Zhisheng roared and rushed over with a knife.

His attack posture was random, like a wild evil ghost.

He couldn't wait to eat the corpse of his own kind.

Bang, bang, bang.

The strange bangzi sound was intermittent.

This was a war between emperors, and only death could end it.