“Julius, how are you adjusting to your current state?” "Perfect and ready for battle." Julius moved his body a bit, feeling the feedback from various parts of his body, and spoke in a deep voice. "That's good. Julius, with your strength, I believe that even that fang can't defeat you." Katsumasa Hayami praised loudly without sparing any effort. "We must win this time. I am really looking forward to seeing the expression on that old fox Katarahara Metsudo's face when he sees the empire he built crumble! Katara Metsudo, your death is approaching!" As he spoke later, he became more agitated and looked a little crazy, and his words were filled with resentment and hatred. However, Hayami Katsumasa quickly adjusted himself, adjusted the tie on his suit, sneered, picked up his dinner and turned around to walk towards the sofa. And just as he turned around, the moon outside the window was blocked by passing clouds. Only a little hazy glow spread into the room and fell on the left half of his face that had never been exposed. It was half a face that had been severely burned a long time ago. The facial tissue was completely damaged and blurred. Even horror movie fans would have nightmares after seeing it.
…… The perspective turns back to the banquet hall, where Wu Yi listens to the information given by Katahara Retsudo with an expression of "I don't understand but I'm shocked". "No, why is it that Hayami Katsumasa is still able to participate in the death match, and your old man even sent him the invitation? Is it because he thinks the old man hasn't done enough disgusting things in the past?" Although it is the most rude thing for a son to scold his father, what Wu Yi did was far from the level of scolding. Besides, the two parties have been very familiar with each other since childhood. At most, they were just complaining about the situation at home to each other. Therefore, Katahara Retsudo did not take it seriously and just shook his head with a wry smile. "I can't understand this either, but you know, my dad sometimes does things that everyone finds incredible." "……That's true." Wu Yi said he couldn't refute it. Just like most people wouldn't organize a competition that could get them off the stage just because they're bored. However, the old man Katara Metō can do it. As they were talking, the two of them had almost walked through two-thirds of the banquet hall. The first half was still quite lively, with people greeting Katahara Reido everywhere along the way, but in the second half, there were relatively fewer people. "Ah, found it." Wu Yi said suddenly. It was at a banquet table near the corner by the wall. Garuda was talking to Wu Huiliyang excitedly. Wu Huiliyang looked like she loved her granddaughter, but Wu Lei'an, who was standing behind with his arms crossed, could not get a word in and could only look impatient. There were also three other people from the Wu clan following them. "Hey, Wu Horiki, Wu Horixiong and Wu Lianyi are here too..." Wu Yi laughed. Noticing the undisguised gaze coming from this side, Garuda, who was still talking to his grandfather the last second, immediately stopped talking and looked back. The moment he saw Wu Yi clearly, a happy smile bloomed on his face at a speed visible to the naked eye. “Brother——!” The girl with the Ji hairstyle shouted excitedly, ignoring Wu Huiliyang's surprised outstretched hand, turned around and rushed forward in two steps, giving Wu Yi a solid bear hug. "You're so slow! Why did you come just now? Garuda has been bored here for a long time." "Sorry, sorry, there was a small problem on the deck just now."
Wu Yi, without any psychological burden, put the blame on Hassad, who had just appeared in the preliminaries and fell into the sea, and now had probably become a bait. Then he looked at Wu Huiliyang and was about to say something, but he found that his old man had turned gray without him noticing, and was muttering something unconsciously. "It's over. Garuda actually said he was bored... It turns out that Garuda felt it was boring to be with Grandpa..." Volume 549: Chapter "Average Strength" "Hi, hi, hi, long time no see everyone." Holding Garuda in one hand and holding a plate full of food in the other, Wu Yi approached and greeted him casually. I was so bored that I started to daydream, which made me react a beat slower before I finally realized that Wu Yi had arrived. Wu Lei'an also came over, approached me with a malicious smile on his face and stuck out his tongue. "Finally I'm here. What a shame. I went out to compete with a bunch of scum and ended up finishing it so late. I'm not going to get into a tough fight, am I?" "Ah, Lei An, you are so disgusting." Garuda glanced back and immediately revealed a look of disgust. While avoiding Wu Yi, he waved his hand at Wu Lei'an, meaning to tell him to move to the side and not come closer. Wu Lei'an was a little embarrassed by her, so he retracted his tongue, bared his teeth and said something in an annoyed tone. "Shut up, little brat! Don't think I won't beat you up just because your brother is here!" "Slightly, slightly -" Garuda was not at all scared and turned around and stuck out his tongue at him. Wu Yi also coughed lightly, then stretched out his hand and placed it on Wu Lei'an's shoulder. "Look at you. Although you have black and white pupils, you have white hair... um, to be precise, it's light gold, but it doesn't matter. Just treat it as white hair. Your personality is pretty bad. If your gender was changed to female and your figure was a little plump, then no matter how violent you are, you will definitely be a fan of many people. But it's a pity that you can't change it because you are a rough man." "If you want to die, I can help you do it now." Wu Lei'an's face turned black when he heard the brother and sister singing the same tune. Just as the brothers and sisters of the Wu clan were interacting in a friendly manner, the other three members of the Wu clan who had been staying beside the clan leader Wu Huiliyang also came over. "Long time no see, Wu Yi. I heard that you and Garuda are still on good terms, and of course you and Lei An as well." The person who spoke was a short, fat, middle-aged man. Apart from his unusual black and white eyes, he looked no different from most men in their forties. He had a beer belly, crow's feet, and everything he expected. "Huh? Wu Horixiong, you want to die too?" Upon hearing this, Wu Lei'an, who had been grabbing Wu Yi the previous second, immediately turned around and was about to bite him. However, as an elder, Wu Horixiong naturally could not argue with Wu Lei'an. He just laughed it off and changed the subject. Then he turned to another direction in the venue and spoke lightly. "But speaking of it, there are quite a few new faces in this death match." "right?" Although he didn't know whether this statement was true or not, Wu Yi continued speaking. After all, the Wu clan is a clan of killers, and their nature is not much different from mercenaries.
Putting aside Wu Yi, Wu Lei'an and Wu Jialuo, three freaks who are rare in a thousand years and all have a liberation rate of more than 80%, Wu Horio, whose liberation rate seems to be only 50, is actually one of the mainstays of the Wu clan. He also carried out many difficult and cruel tasks when he was young. Even though he is now middle-aged, Wu Horixiong went to a small African country to carry out an assassination mission two years ago. As for his experience as a fighter, he has much more experience than Wu Yi and Wu Lei'an. Since he himself said so, it is probably true. Wu Horixiong coughed lightly and pointed his finger in one direction in the banquet hall. "See the guy with glasses and a middle part over there? He's the president of Penasonic, Uzumaki. The boy next to him who looks like he has very long hair and is walking on all fours is the current leader of the Inaba-ryu." "Inaba-ryu?" Wu Yi was slightly startled. In fact, he had heard of this school a long time ago. The Inaba clan, like the Wu clan, was also a long-standing assassin family. However, unlike the Wu clan who focused on training in traditional unarmed assassination methods of human body destruction, the Inaba clan's assassination techniques are quite special. They do not use hands, feet or teeth, but - hair. All Inaba people have to keep their hair from birth and soak it in special potions, so that when they reach adulthood their hair will be long, strong, extremely dense and heavy. Normally, the Inaba clan would tie their hair up in a special knot, which made it look like the hair of ordinary people. When they needed to use their hair, they would just untie the knot and the hair would extend to five or six times its length. When whipped around people, it would be as lethal as bundles of steel wire and could easily hang a person to death. From a purely visual perspective, this has gone beyond the so-called assassination technique and reached the level of sorcery. Because of this, just like the Wu clan is called the "Descendants of the Forbidden Clan", the Inaba clan is also nicknamed the "Ghosts of the Black Curse". "In fact, it's not just Inaba-ryu. I saw someone from Raishin-ryu coming earlier as well." Garuda, who had been clinging to Wu Yi, suddenly looked up and said, while using one hand to gesture an image similar to that of Uchiha Sasuke in Naruto, with all his hair tied back and only right-angled bangs on both sides of his forehead. "I remember it was brought here by someone from Golden Entertainment. I heard it was called something like 'Yu Lei Ling'?" "Torpedo? What a strange name." Wu Yi joked. "If it's the Thunder Heart Flow, then it really is a torpedo..." Wu Horixiong held his forehead and thought for a while, "Like our Wu clan and Inaba clan, Lei Xinliu is also a long-standing assassination family. According to legend, the leader of each generation of Lei Xinliu will gain the power to control lightning. But if I remember correctly, the leader of this generation of Lei Xinliu seems to be called Yu Lei Ling." “Wow, there really are big shots coming one after another. Could it be that this is another leader of an assassination family?” Wu Yi raised the corner of his mouth when he heard that. "Isn't that great?" Wu Lei'an also raised the corner of his mouth and grinned with excitement and a hint of madness. "What a great opportunity! We are all gathered together in the same arena. Let's take this opportunity to determine who is the strongest assassination school!" Wu Yi teased, "No, no, no, Lei An, you'd better save your breath. It's said that a king fights a king, a general fights a general, and a sect master must fight a sect master. Let me do this kind of thing, it will definitely be a piece of cake." "Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Prey is naturally owned by whoever gets it first..." Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Wu Horixiong coughed lightly again. This time he did not use his fingers. Instead, he raised his chin slightly and spoke in a low voice. "Whether it's the Raishin-ryu or the Inaba-ryu mentioned above, what I care about most this time is that person."
"Oh?" Wu Yi looked in the direction Wu Horixiong indicated. I saw a rather ordinary-looking man with a motorcycle head standing by an empty wall, drinking quietly by himself. Rather than a strong sense of oppression, the feeling he exuded was more of a rather elegant Zen spirit. Within three meters around the body, there seemed to be Bodhi trees growing and birds perching on branches. Wu Yi restrained his smile. "I take it back. I didn't expect someone this heavyweight would come. This guy... is really hard to deal with." Volume 550: Chapter : The Difficulty of Marrying Garuda "That person is a fighter from Motorhead Company, 'Magic Spear' is captured!" After taking a look, all the information about the opponent fighter immediately appeared in his mind, and he introduced it professionally. "But speaking of which, I remember that Motorhead's president, Kirito Takakaze, stopped participating in the Kengan tournament a few years ago. I don't know why he's suddenly interested in the Fatal Tournament this time. Maybe—" "What could it be?" When he heard that there was no further talk, Wu Yi tilted her head to signal him to continue. But Katahara Reido shook his head. "It's okay, maybe I'm overthinking it." "...Then don't stop halfway through your speech. Even if it's just a guess, just say it out loud. You're just saying half of what you're saying, right? What a bad habit." Wu Yi expressed great dissatisfaction. Katara Retsudo was so helpless that he smiled bitterly and waved his hands to apologize, but he still didn't intend to finish his words. At the same time, Katara Shoka came over with a group of girls and patted Retō on the shoulder. "So you're here, Lietang. What are you doing hiding here with Grandpa Huiliyang and the others? Aren't you going to eat something?" "Yeah, I'll go there later..." In front of his elder sister, no matter how smart and capable Katahara Reido is in front of outsiders, he is no different from an obedient child. However, Wu Yi noticed that Katara Shoka had changed into a dignified dark gold dress tonight. The waist-hugging style highlighted her slender waist and her beautiful, plump and elastic breasts. Especially the outer surface of the dress was covered with sparkling sequins, making her look particularly dazzling. "Yi~chan, if you keep watching this, everyone will be unhappy, okay?" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Wu Yi's ears. Um! ? Wu Yi was startled a little. When he turned around, he saw a face that he had grown up with, smiling very close to him. Behind it were a group of his dear and beautiful girlfriends, but the expressions on their faces were not so pretty. "Mom, why are you here too?" Wu Yi said stutteringly.
"Oh, can't I?" Seemingly very satisfied with her son's reaction, Wu Yasha took half a step back, smiled tenderly, and stroked her face like a wife, then turned her gaze to Garuda, who had been clinging to Wu Yi's arms like a koala and had not moved since the beginning. "Speaking of which, Garuda is really something. If she continues to be so intimate with Yi-chan, she will never be able to find a boyfriend in the future." "What? Boyfriend!?" Before Garuda could speak, Wu Huiliyang, who had just been standing there with a grayish appearance, immediately came to her senses, walked up excitedly, and coughed heavily. "What nonsense! Garuda is still young, it's too early for him to date. It won't be too late to talk about it after he finishes high school or college!" Well, it’s “let’s talk about it later” instead of “talk about it later”.