The rainwater rotates at high speed.

Looking at Miyamoto Shio's face through the water curtain, he looks like a wild beast grinning.

"After Shio Miyamoto controls enough water bodies, Genichiro Ryoma may not be able to hurt him."

Caesar whispered.

"Water is a very good conductor, and will even divert the current from the thunder pool to Genichiro Ryoma. Even if Genichiro Ryoma can control these arcs, the explosion of the vortex will be as lethal as a high-explosive bomb."

If Chu Zihang's Jun Yan represents Meng Rui's explosive power, then the vortex represents the strongest penetrating power.

Miyamoto Shio goes all out to use the word spirit, which can form water cannons with more penetrating power than bullets, and can sieve everything in front of him.

Between Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio, the delicate and beautiful Sakurai Nanami lowered her head, weak and trembling.

"It seems like these two really love the head of the Sakurai family!"

Fingel was filled with emotion and confusion.

"But aren't they afraid of beating up that beautiful young woman too?"

"No, Sakurai Nanami's word spirit is an "immortality" that strengthens herself. This word spirit can strengthen herself to the level of titanium alloy. She can probably punch through a bulletproof steel plate with one punch." Caesar said.

"Oh, this is a real female boxer! Compared to her, those old American boxers are nothing."

Fingel was shocked, and all the extravagant thoughts he had about the head of the Sakurai family disappeared.

"Gentlemen!"

A voice as deep as thunder echoed throughout the audience.

"I'm really ashamed of you. You have already tarnished the dignity of the Sheqi family. Are you going to direct your hostility towards each other's companions at this time?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Fuma Kotaro.

This old man, who was highly respected among the Eight Snakes and was the most trusted by Tachibana Masamune, took out the white paper fan from his waist, pointed at Miyamoto Shio and Ryoma Genichiro and scolded them.

"Old gentleman, I just had a question... I haven't dared to ask it yet." Fingel kept smiling.

"This friend of mine kidnapped Ms. Sakurai. Brother Miyamoto and Brother Ryoma both love this lady deeply, so they don't dare to take action against us...but why don't you move?"

Fingel said with a stern look: "Could it be..."

The expressions of Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio suddenly changed.

Apparently these two men, who were panicking because of their crush, realized that Fuma Kotaro had been silent from the beginning until now.

They looked at Sakurai Nanami at the same time, with shock on their faces.

"I..." Nanami Sakurai was speechless.

Lu Mingfei smiled.

"Let me explain it to you, Ms. Sakurai."

"No." Sakurai Nanami's face suddenly became panicked.

If a woman says she doesn’t want it, then she wants it.

Lu Mingfei knows this truth well.

"As I said just now, before Ms. Sakurai married into the Sakurai family, her name was Fuyutsuki Aiko, and she was a star. But few people know that this star was once held up by the Fuma family. Mr. Fuma Kotaro also once

I have adopted Fuyutsuki Aiko as my goddaughter. As for the details, you should understand even if I don’t tell you.”

"You actually seduced Mr. Fuma!"

The voices of Miyamoto Shio and Ryoma Genichiro were sulky.

"No...I didn't, I swear in the name of a mother." Nanami Sakurai denied it.

Feng Mo Kotaro did not expect that Lu Mingfei would turn the blame on him, and became furious.

"The head of the Sakurai family and I are innocent! How can I allow you to slander me!"

He opened his big hands.

"Don't fall for the enemy's trick. He is confusing right and wrong and trying to drive a wedge between us! Our current enemies are these guys from Kassel Academy. They are challenging the authority of the Sheqi family, and you actually forgot yourselves for a woman.

mission!"

The expressions of Miyamoto Shio and Ryoma Genichiro changed.

They seemed to have realized their gaffe and retracted their words one after another.

"Tsk!" Lu Mingfei smacked his lips.

The originally planned counter-insurgency plan was foiled by the old man Fuma Kotaro.

But he doesn't care. If the Miyamoto family can do it, the Ryoma family and the Fuma family will fight to the death, which is naturally what he wants to see.

But it was expected that they did not fight, so Lu Mingfei was not surprised.

His original intention was just to delay time.

Red and blue lights rotate from far to near.

The sound of sirens came like a flood, and probably the entire Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department gathered here.

The Sheqi family wanted to make a quick decision, capture the three of them before the matter got serious, and take the opportunity to extract information about Gao Tianyuan, but under the pressure of Lu Mingfei, time was delayed.

"It looks like things are not going to end well."

Lu Mingfei stared into Fuma Kotaro's eyes.

"Master Feng Mo, your idea of ​​inviting us to have a cup of tea may be in vain. Why don't you consider going home, drinking a glass of milk and having a good sleep, and let's continue the discussion tomorrow?"

However, Lu Mingfei didn't mean to relax at all when he spoke like this.

His thumb was clasped on the back of the folding knife, and the blade was pressed against Sakurai Nanami's neck.

As long as this woman is a hostage, the heads of the other three families will definitely not dare to act rashly.

What he said before were all clear facts recorded in Princess Kaguya, without a trace of lies.

Although Fuma Kotaro is old, he did love Fuyutsuki Aiko who was decades younger than him.

It's just that the two of them have no real feelings, only love.

Fuma Kotaro later rejected Fuyutsuki Aiko, but the reason is unknown.

Of course, the Sheqi Eight Family are not the kind of ragtag group that will scatter like birds and beasts when their leader is killed.

If Lu Mingfei really killed Nanami Sakurai, they would definitely retaliate against him with a hundred times more brutality.

"You should know that once we find you, we will not allow you to disappear again."

Faced with the possibility that his past was almost exposed, Fuma Kotaro still maintains the demeanor of a mafia leader.

He pointed at the dark crowd of Sheqi Eight Clan members behind him.

"Most of the people from the Eight Sheqi Family in Tokyo are here tonight. Mr. Lu Mingfei, to be honest, we, the Eight Sheqi Family, have reached the point of a last-ditch fight."

"I can probably guess this. You used to protect the heritage of your ancestors, but now we have seen it, so you want to be silenced?" Lu Mingfei said.

"I had already realized when I decided to betray Kassel Academy. Tokyo is the strongest foundation in our hands. There are countless industries of the Sheqi Eight Families here. Even the Metropolitan Police Department does not dare to interfere in our affairs."

Fuma Kotaro showed an extremely fierce face.

Hundreds of Remingtons were loaded at the same time, uniformly.

Dozens of dark red lasers lit up from the tall buildings on both sides of the street, like a dark red spider web.

Just when Lu Mingfei thought they were really going to take action, his nerves became tense.

Fuma Kotaro suddenly knelt down in the stagnant water and untied his kimono.

"I have understood the sharpness of this unit. I looked down upon you all before. You are all samurai who sacrifice your lives. I no longer have any doubts about this."

"The awareness we want to show you is not force, but this."

He pulled out a black short sword from his waist. Over there, Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio were also kneeling in the storm, pulling out similar short swords from their waists, with solemn expressions.

"This...is this going to commit seppuku?"

Fingel was fooled by these people.

The swords that Fuma Kotaro and the others took out were undoubtedly katana swords.

This kind of thing is completely unsuitable for fighting, and its only purpose is to commit seppuku.

Caesar looked at Lu Mingfei, who spread his hands and said, "I don't understand the situation either."

"Please, gentlemen! What is at stake at this time is not only the future of the eight Sheqi families, but also the future of this land. We have made preparations. If we cannot survive this crisis, we will

Bury yourself!"

The three heads of the eight Sheqi families all bowed down and worshiped in the heavy rain.

"For the sake of justice! Please come with us!"

There was dead silence.

Only the sound of wind and rain could be heard.
To be continued...