Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Did you take the leaves?" Yan Wushuang felt a rush of anxiety in her heart and turned around to meet his dark gaze.
"What do you think?" Rafas smirked, a wicked smile curling at the corners of his mouth as he strode confidently out of the alley.
With Rafas no longer blocking her path, the gruesome scene suddenly appeared before Wushuang's eyes. About two to three meters away, several men lay on the ground, covered in blood, their hands severed. What made her feel nauseous was that their eyes had been gouged out, each sporting two large bloody sockets. Blood and dismembered limbs were scattered everywhere, causing Yan Wushuang's fear to escalate to the point of fainting.
In a presidential suite of a high-end hotel, torn clothing was strewn about. On the luxurious double bed, a man and a woman were entangled in a passionate embrace. The petite woman was pinned down by the tall man.
"Sharl, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, but I never intended to leave you. I just wanted to accompany Wushuang for a bit; I never thought it would turn out like this... Boohoo..." The woman pinned beneath him was none other than the suddenly missing Ieyako.
After running out with Wushuang that morning, she had barely reached the street corner when a speeding car pulled her inside. Once in the car, she realized it was Faisal. In front of him, she dared not make a fuss and could only obediently sit beside him, explaining the entire situation.
Faisal was furious and didn't care about her excuses. After bringing her back to the hotel, he quickly stripped her of her clothes and punished her harshly on the bed.
"You messed up. It's too late to tell me now. From now on, you will stay at the base and not go anywhere else. If you dare to do this again, I'll make a cage to lock you up!" Faisal knew she hadn't meant to leave him, which eased his heart somewhat. However, she had caused trouble this time; if he didn't keep her locked up tightly, Lefas might have something to say about it.
Ieyako clung to his neck in distress, enduring his anger. She didn't dare to refuse; all she could do was obediently listen to him.
Looking at her soft cheeks, Faisal's tense facial muscles relaxed a bit. This time for both of them, Solomon had stirred up quite a commotion throughout Japan. The local government dared not intervene in underworld matters and could only turn a blind eye, hoping not to get involved in this mess.
Rafas also brought back the unconscious Yan Wushuang. Seeing her passed out, his anger remained undiminished. He had long since devised a series of methods to deal with her; although his plans had yet to begin, the show was about to start!
As Yan Wushuang gradually regained consciousness, it was already nearing dusk. Shouya had been waiting in the room for her; upon seeing her finally sit up, he rushed forward excitedly and shook her fragile body: "Wushuang, you're finally awake! Do you know how serious this is?"
The man before her gradually came into focus as she blinked; one second turned into two... She finally regained all her senses—Brother Shouya was here; thankfully he was here.
"Wushuang, are you awake or not? Something big has happened!" Shouya kept calling out to her; only she could stop Lefas from destroying everything.
"What big thing? Did something happen with the Yamamoto Family?" Yan Wushuang's first reaction was concern for Long Ze, who was still unconscious at Yamamoto Family.
"Lefas plans to wipe out the Yamaguchi-gumi tonight along with the Yamamoto Family!" Although Shouya was one of Solomon's people, he never participated in their fighting affairs; he focused on medical research at the base. Thus, besides being formidable in arms and drugs, Solomon also monopolized medical business.
Yan Wushuang gasped in shock—how could this happen? Hadn't she returned obediently? Why did he still want to eradicate them?
She immediately got off the bed and knelt before Shouya, tears streaming down her cheeks as she pleaded: "Brother Shouya, please take me to find him! I beg you! I will ask him to spare the Yamamoto Family. The reason things have come to this is because of me; it's my fault for being ungrateful. Everything is because of me—I owe it to those innocent people who have been dragged into this mess!"
"Alright, Wushuang, put on your shoes quickly. I'm taking you to find Lefas now, but you must remember, never mention Long Ze in front of him, understood?" Shouya pulled her up and grabbed the car keys, rushing out of the hotel with her.
With Shouya's reminder, Yan Wushuang seemed to realize something. It appeared that the man already knew of General Longze's existence. Therefore, his intention to destroy the Yamamoto Family was essentially to personally kill General Longze.
"Misa, tell me, where is Shuang'er? Why did she leave without a word? Did you force her away?" Long Ze had regained consciousness from his coma, but upon waking, he could not find his Princess Wushuang. He was so eager to tell her that he had recovered his memories; he had recalled everything.
Misa was dressed in mourning attire. It had been less than three days since Yamamoto Kazuo passed away, and she was still observing the mourning period for her father while bearing this inexplicable accusation. Wushuang was pitiful, but wasn't she also deserving of sympathy?
"Long Yi, I'm telling you once more, Wushuang left on her own. She said if she didn't leave, it wouldn't just be my father who would die; you and I would die too, along with all the brothers of the Yamaguchi-gumi and everyone in this house devoted to the Yamamoto Family!" Misa could no longer cry; after so many days, her tears had run dry.
Long Ze looked at the dazed Misa. After a long time, he slowly calmed himself down, dragged his weak body out of bed, and put on mourning clothes to accompany Misa in keeping vigil.
The Yamamoto Family was shrouded in sorrow. Dozens of cars lined up outside their gates. Rafas and Faisal came personally to pay their respects to Yamamoto Kazuo today. However, when they appeared before the mourning hall, everyone was stunned.
Rafas wore a black Armani suit that perfectly matched his silver mask. He walked into the Yamamoto Family without a hint of expression on his face. Everyone knew that Yamamoto Kazuo's assassination was orchestrated by him; it was shocking that he would show up here today.
Someone must have quietly informed Misa and Long Ze of his true identity. Misa wanted to rush forward and kill him but was firmly held back by Long Ze. Since he dared to appear here so brazenly, it meant he came prepared; they couldn't fall into his trap by attacking him first.
When Rafas stepped forward to pay respects to Yamamoto Kazuo, Misa could no longer contain herself. She shook off Long Ze's hand and rushed forward to snatch the incense from his hand, openly accusing him: "You murderer! You killed my father; get out!"
Misa glared at him with red-rimmed eyes filled with resentment. If she could, she would avenge her father right now.
"Murderer? May I ask Miss Misa, did you see me, Rafas, kill anyone? Where did I kill them? What weapon did I use?" Rafas spoke in broken English since he couldn't speak Japanese, believing that as a proper young lady, she should understand him.
"You..." Misa was rendered speechless by his questioning. Although she hadn't seen anything happen, facts were facts; they couldn't be easily distorted by a few questions from him.
Rafas brushed off some incense ash from his hands and turned his gaze toward Long Ze. Seeing Rafas's malicious look, Long Ze stepped forward and pulled Misa close to him.
"You are Long Ze?" Rafas switched from English to Chinese as he asked him.
Long Ze looked at the man radiating an extremely dangerous aura before him. He knew this was the demon Shuang'er spoke of—the one who had violated his pure and beautiful Princess Wushuang and tortured Shuang'er in the castle. It was him; it was definitely him...
"That's right; I am Long Ze!" He openly admitted without hesitation, hatred radiating from his eyes.
Rafas deliberately moved closer and provocatively whispered just loud enough for them to hear: "Look at you in such a pitiful state; no wonder my darling doesn't want you. I bet you haven't tasted what Shuang'er is like in bed."
Long Ze glared with eyes that seemed ready to burst into flames; this shameless beast was going to kill him!
Anger clouded his judgment as Long Ze swung his fist toward Rafas's face, but Rafas was not as useless as he imagined. Moreover, he was already severely injured; how could he possibly hurt him?
Before his fist could reach Rafas, a powerful kick struck Long Ze, knocking him to the ground. Already burdened by injuries, he was in no condition to withstand Rafas's strength, and the blow caused him to spit out blood.
“Long Yi, are you alright?” Misa rushed forward to help him up. Everyone else was on edge, drawing their guns; it seemed the battle was about to begin.
“Rafas, you’ve gone too far! Why did you hurt him so badly? He just woke up from a coma; this is excessive!” A doctor hurried over to examine him, indicating that his injuries had worsened and were somewhat serious.
Seeing this man spitting blood from his kick filled him with immense satisfaction. If only his beloved could witness this scene; it would be the most thrilling moment.
A maid rushed over to Misa, her expression frantic as she whispered a few words in her ear. Immediately, Misa shifted her gaze back to him: “You brought so many people to my house; what do you want?”
The maid had just informed her that outside there was another group of people dressed in black, numbering no less than forty, all foreigners, clearly brought by this man. From their demeanor, they seemed ready to storm in at any moment.
“What do I want? What can I do? I merely wish to pay my respects to this ungrateful old fool. Do you think I would be interested in you or your shabby little house?” Faisal handed him a stool, and Rafas leisurely sat in the center of the mourning hall, facing this group of insignificant ants.
“Beast…” Long Ze managed to weakly spit out those two words.
“Hahaha… I am indeed a beast, but my darling loves me just the way I am. She certainly doesn’t like you, a soft coward. I think any woman would prefer a beast like me, wouldn’t you agree, Miss Misa?” Rafas said with a teasing glint in his eyes as he slowly lit his cigar.
Comment 0 Comment Count