The president’s office is located on the top floor of the headquarters building of the Sankana Group. From here, president Tsubasa Kuroki can overlook half of Edo Castle, which is his favourite thing to do because it satisfies his desire to control everything and, as the young shrine master of Iki Shrine, he already stands at the top of the pyramid of the East.
But at this moment, Kuroki Tsubasa’s mind was unsettled, and his face, which had always been calm and collected, was tinged with a bit of panic.
In front of him was a laptop computer, and on it was playing a portrait of his only son, Kuroki Toshi, in a secret room.
If it was just in the chamber, he wasn’t afraid.
But he could clearly see that in the secret room Toshi Kuroki was holding a katana with a few corpses at his feet, while confronting him was Fujiwaraie of the Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division, and in Fujiwaraie’s hand was a katana, also with a few corpses at his feet!
“Baka!”
Kuroki Tsubasa cursed.
But on the video, his words couldn’t have gotten through, and neither could the conversation between Kuroki Min and Fujiwara Ei!
Was this a duel to the death?
Kuroki Tsubasa was a little panicked.
He knew very well what his son’s fighting ability was, and although he was a good fighter, he didn’t stand a chance against Fujiwara Ei!
Kuroki-san must not die!
This was the only thing on Kuroki Tsubasa’s mind.
After all, this was his only son, the one destined to inherit his position.
Once dead, everything he had worked so hard for would be for someone else!
“Someone!”
Blackwood Wing roared.
Soon several men quickly walked in and Kuroki Tsubasa said in a cold voice, “Immediately! Go to the clubhouse of the Eastern Plains Upper Shinobi Division immediately and get the young master out! By any means necessary!”
Several of the men did not dare to hesitate.
A group of men were hastily mobilized and quickly rushed towards the clubhouse.
He could already feel the tension and the impending battle in the video, but his eyes were red and his fists were clenched.
“Game on! White Jedi, White Jedi! I will kill you! I will!”
Kuroki Tsubasa’s mouth murmured the words that the receptionist lady had just conveyed, and the killing intent in his eyes grew deeper and deeper.
And it was at that moment.
But he was facing Fujiwara Ei, the head of the Tōhara Shonin Division in Edo Castle, a master of the Tōhara Shonin Division, and in just a few moments he had sensed the vulnerability of Kuroki Min’s attack. The tip of the blade cut a bloody mark on Kuroki’s wrist.
Kuroki Min was in pain, and his katana fell to the side as his grip became unstable.
Both of them were in a bad state.
The oxygen in the chamber was getting low, they were already sweating and breathing hard, and Bai Jie was not just cutting off the oxygen, he was not that kind, the air was already mixed with the poisonous gas he had released, which was not very toxic, but could stimulate the deepest desire to kill.
The smell of blood permeated the chamber and would not dissipate.
The two men both carried a bloodthirsty desire in the deepest part of their eyes.
Gritting his teeth, Fujiwara E said, “Kuroki-kun, give it up.”
“Baka!” He picked up his katana with his left hand and panted like a bull, “Don’t even think about it!”
Fujiwara Ei’s face was full of violence.
He did not want to talk much and swung his sword.
Kuroki Min blocked with great difficulty, and within a few strokes his katana broke in two, and Fujiwarae sent his sword down Kuroki Min’s throat.
“No!”
Kuroki Tsubasa watched the scene in the video.
His eyes were red.
The killing intent was to dismantle Fujiwaraie in a big way.
And it was just at that moment.
A burst of applause suddenly rang out in his ears.
Blackwood Wing rushed out like a wild beast in a frenzy, grabbed the man by the neck in one swift movement and said grimly, “Bai Jie! You seek death!”
“Ahem.”
Choked.
Bai Jie’s face did not have any painful colour, instead with a more intense excitement, his sungla*ses fell aside, his eyes crazy sin absolutely able to make people go crazy, he licked his lips, said: “Survival and death, this is inevitable and can not make the choice, just like I am in your hands, you want to kill me, I do not have the opportunity to make the decision to choose for myself. ”
The killing intent in Blackwood Wing’s eyes was huge.
The force of his five fingers was also increasing.
There was even a clear clicking sound coming out from between the neck, but Bai Jie was still smiling, “It hurts me to see you behaving like this.”
“My son was killed, and you still dare to come and die!” Blackwood Wing said coldly, like a volcano about to erupt.
Bai Jie barely managed to laugh out loud and said, “I merely created the circumstances, yet the script, was completed by someone you absolutely could not kill, and besides, are you sure you want to kill me?”
“You don’t think you have a chance of surviving, do you?” Darkwood Wing asked in a low growl.
White Jedi pointed to his stomach, Blackwood Wing’s eyes chilled and opened to find a timer stuck to his stomach, he laughed heatedly, “A bomb attached to his heart, as long as I die and live you impulse, you will be buried in the most glorious fireworks.”
Blackwood Wing said in a cold voice, “I can make your life worse than death!”
“My death, you can make the call, and so can I.” White Jedi licked his lips and said again seductively, “With the death of your only son at the hands of Fujiwara River, perhaps you don’t even have the chance to take revenge?”
“Killing you would be revenge.” Kuroki Tsubasa said in a cold voice.
Bai Jie grinned, “Are you sure?”
Blackwood Wing’s eyes narrowed.
He tried desperately to control his anger and casually flung his hand violently, smashing Bai Jie viciously, only to hear a thud, Bai Jie came into close contact with a side wall, and he lay on the ground, laughing intermittently, his face full of madness and triumph: “What a wonderful feeling.”
He rubbed his neck and just sat down, but Blackwood Wing came rushing forward again and put a foot on his head.
Bai Jie’s whole body flew out again and rolled straight down in front of the landing window, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but the smile on his face became more and more bizarre.
“Stop your smile!”
Blackwood Wing roared in anger.
White Jedi licked the blood stain from the side of his lips as he laughed, “Is that harsh? In fact, I find it so harsh that sometimes I slap myself a few times to stop this sarcastic smile! But I can still laugh out loud, it’s already an instinct.”
Blackwood Wing’s eyes spewed fire and he said, “I don’t mind sewing your mouth shut!”
“Then you’ll lose a powerful partner.” Bai Jie laughed heatedly, “Dear Mr. Blackwood Wing, why don’t we work together?”
