Lu Mingfei Returns from Monster Hunting

Chapter 172 Blowing up the God Burial
Caesar stamped out the cigarette butt.

The cigar is only half smoked, but the last thing he likes after the bank card is unfrozen is to smoke a whole cigarette.

"Someone used four heavy machine guns to kill us. On your territory, is there anyone in Japan who has more power than you? Or was it arranged by you?"

"The Miyamoto family and the Ryoma family both called me." Yuan Zhisheng said calmly, "I can guarantee that this assassination was not arranged by us."

Caesar looked around, staring at Genichiro Ryoma and Shio Miyamoto twice.

Judging from their demeanor, the three heads of the Sheqi Eight Families who attended the banquet seemed to be unaware of this matter.

So he turned his attention to Yuan Zhisheng.

"You are?"

"Director of the Executive Bureau of the Japan Branch, Yuan Zhisheng, head of the Genjia family of the Eight Snaki Family." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Oh, you are the young and promising young patriarch~ I heard Lu Mingfei mention you."

Caesar drew another cigarette from the box.

"So who are you going to blame for this accident? Logically speaking, finding a scapegoat should be your favorite thing to do in Japan. I don't know which poor unlucky guy will be cemented by you."

He shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, but what he said made Yuan Zhisheng's face darken immediately.

"You mean to suspect that I'm lying to you?" Yuan Zhisheng let out a foul breath and said unhurriedly.

"Don't you think it's strange? We just arrived in Japan. The owner of your branch, Inuyama, was entertaining us. On his site, we were shot to death. Even the owner of Inuyama himself was almost shot to death. All the evidence points to you?"

Caesar scratched his head, "Of course, we can also choose to trust your Japanese branch one more time, as long as you tell us the cause of the sinking of the 'Lenin' and the results."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent.

Noisily, he shook his head.

"I don't know what 'Lenin' is."

"That means you won't let go of your death?"

"No matter what you say, I don't know about this matter."

The corner of Caesar's mouth twitched, and he looked at Lu Mingfei.

Among the four of them, only Lu Mingfei knew the details about the "Lenin".

"There is a top-secret information about the 'Lenin' in the Kassel College. Back then, a mixed race built a research institute for the study of unknown creatures and supernatural forces in northern Siberia. Before the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the institute was suddenly blown up. At that time, the 'Lenin' happened to be performing scientific research missions in the surrounding waters."

Lu Mingfei walked over and told the news about the "Lenin".

"'Lenin' took important things from the research institute, and after that, this warship came to your Japan like a fugitive and sank."

"That thing is an ancient dragon embryo."

"You mean... a hatching dragon egg landed around our country's waters?" Yuan Zhisheng frowned.

Lu Mingfei nodded and said: "Yes, and we have reason to suspect that this matter is also related to your Japanese branch."

"why?"

"You Sheqi Bajia have kept the remains of the White King, right?"

Lu Mingfei's words were clearly heard by the four Patriarchs present, and they kept silent in unison.

What Lu Mingfei said was absolutely taboo for them.

Even if it is the head of the Sheqi Ba Family, they don't know whether to mention that taboo name for a while.

In the end, still raw and bold, he raised his head and looked directly into Lu Mingfei's eyes.

"The burial place of the gods is located at the bottom of the Japan Trench, where the bones of the gods sealed by Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi are stored."

"The burial place of the gods..."

Nuonuo frowned in thought.

"You want to use dragon embryos...to resurrect the 'God'?"

"No, I can tell you this clearly, it must be the work of all the ghosts."

Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have sorted out the cause and effect of the matter, and he looked determined.

"For thousands of years, the fierce ghosts have been pursuing the road to the underworld. This is their belief, and our Snake Ba Family has been fighting to protect the burial place of the gods and prevent them from entering the road to the underworld."

"I think I already know why."

He clenched his fists.

"In the past five years, three institutions in Japan have been researching deep submersibles that can dive into the bottom of the Japan Trench, and these three institutions are supported by ghosts. They believe that the beginning of the road to the underworld is where the ancestors buried gods. At the end of the road to the underworld is the 'Dragon Gate', through which they can evolve into pure-blooded dragons, and the key to open that gate is the bone of the god in the deep well!"

"They want to dig the burial place of the gods? Impossible! It is impossible for anyone to return there!" Ryoma Genichiro said loudly.

"Nothing is impossible. The desire of the human heart can overcome everything, Mr. Genichiro." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Then what should we do..." Inuyama Ka asked with his head down.

Yuan Zhisheng was silent.

After all, there is a reason why the fierce ghosts have not been wiped out by them for so many years.

This force has developed too rapidly, and has already expanded to the point where it can rival the Bajia of Sheqi.

It is impossible to eliminate the fierce ghosts in a short period of time only by relying on the power of the Eight Snake Qi Clans.

While the four Patriarchs were contemplating, Lu Mingfei and the others made eye contact.

They guessed and guessed, but it was not the Japanese branch that wanted to revive the White King in the end.

Now all the needles are pointing at the Hemlocks.

They most likely stole the dragon embryo from the Lenin and tried to use it to give their gods new bodies and powers.

Seeing Yuan Zhisheng, they couldn't think of any good solution.

Lu Mingfei simply slapped the table with one hand and made a decision.

"Blow up the burial place..."

"Together with the remains of King Bai, cut off their way to the underworld, destroy the hope of the ghosts, and then we will join hands to cleanse the power of the ghosts!"

"Clean out their people, their gangs, their businesses, and use the force that you Japanese admire to end everything!"

"This……"

The three patriarchs except Yuan Zhisheng were horrified.

They also didn't expect that the seemingly quiet young man in front of them could say such a violent and decisive method.

"The root cause of the disease has gone deep inside. If it is not resolved, it will not only affect Japan."

Lu Mingfei spoke loudly.

He doesn't know how powerful the White King is, but in fairy tales, she is the Dragon King who can rival the Black King.

If it really wakes up, it will be a devastating disaster for the world.

Yuan Zhisheng licked his dry lips.

He said cautiously: "I would like to ask the masters about this matter. The divine burial place is the mausoleum guarded by the eight families of Sheqi for generations. Even if it is to be blown up, the heads of the eight families must vote for approval."

It has to be said that Lu Mingfei's proposal touched his heart.

If the fierce ghosts can be eliminated, it means that the burden on the Japanese branch will be reduced by half.

His tortoise will then be able to plunge headlong into his own mud pit without hearing anything from the window.

But he is not the one who is talking about the Bajia of Sheqi.

(End of this chapter)