Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 161: Thunder and the Watcher (71)

Dragon Raja 5

Looking at these frantic boys, Fujiwara Nobunosuke laughed again. Everyone in the hospital thought that the doctor transporting the patient at the door must have been frightened and didn’t even take the patient to the hospital to hide.

On the nearby streets, all other cars suddenly disappeared. Even the Tokyo Metropolitan Government might not be able to mobilize to clear the area instantly.

A convoy of black Toyota Alphards drove over and stopped not far from the hospital gate. The restless motorcycle boys suddenly quieted down, stopped their cars, and looked at the convoy in unison.

The first to get off were men in black windbreakers. Unlike the boys, they were calm, yet exuded a more dangerous aura. One man held an umbrella by the car door, while another opened it. A middle-aged woman in a dark purple kimono stepped out and stood in the puddle in her wooden clogs.

The woman raised her hand to refuse the man holding the umbrella. The man immediately stepped back. The woman stretched out her hand and someone handed her a knife. It was a plain white wooden knife, except for the scabbard and handle, which were dyed a luxurious dark red.

The woman picked up the knife with her backhand, hid it behind her arm, and walked towards Fujiwara Nobunosuke with footsteps. She stopped less than ten meters away from him, stood in the rain, and looked at him quietly.

Fujiwara Nobunosuke looked at the woman with great interest. “If my guess is correct, you are Nanami Sakurai, the current head of the Snake Eight Clan? I have never had the chance to meet you, but I didn’t expect the opportunity to come so suddenly.”

Sakurai Nanami nodded slightly, “Mr. Fujiwara Nobunosuke, the envoy of the Gattuso family, I’m afraid you can’t take Miss Chen away.”

Fujiwara Nobunosuke shrugged and calmly pulled out his folding knife, the blade stuck in Nono’s throat, “How about leaving a body?”

“You dare not. There are too many people who saw this scene. Even if you can kill Miss Chen and retreat safely, Mr. Caesar Gattuso will kill you, and in the most painful way.” Sakurai Nanami said slowly.

Fujiwara Nobunosuke was a little surprised. This middle-aged woman looked ordinary, but her words and judgments were sharp, making her a tough opponent.

Fujiwara Nobunosuke put away the knife with a twist of his fingers, leaned against the ambulance, and lit a cigarette for himself. “This matter has nothing to do with the Snake Eight Clan. This is someone from the Gattuso family. I’m here to pick her up on behalf of the Gattuso family.”

“I don’t care who she belongs to,” Sakurai Nanami said, “but someone entrusted her to me and said that only Caesar Gattuso can take her away.”

“With just these people you want to stop me?” Fujiwara Nobunosuke looked around. “The more people come, the greater the casualties will be. Are the once elite Eight Snake Clan, descendants of the White King’s blood, reduced to relying solely on human wave tactics?”

“I know your Yanling, and I know they are no match for you. You can kill them without even exerting any effort,” said Sakurai Nanami. “Although I am acting as the head of this family, I am only a woman. I am not as courageous as my predecessor, nor do I have the strength to kill everyone. But fighting with all my might doesn’t require any strength.”

Fujiwara Nobunosuke’s fingers holding the cigarette butt trembled slightly.

The woman stood in the rain, her youth clearly gone, but for some reason she still had a graceful demeanor, like a purple crane’s crown drenched by rain.

Fujiwara no Nobunosuke suddenly remembered that when he first went to visit Crow, it was this woman who was standing under the building of Genji Heavy Industries to greet him. She lowered her head and looked submissive, with no sense of presence at all. Even someone as perceptive as Fujiwara no Nobunosuke did not notice anything unusual about her.

“So I’ve seen you before. The head of the eight Snake Clans, you’re not afraid to appear in such a humble manner to observe me. In fact, you’ve been worried about me from the beginning, right? I was watching Saeki Ryuji, and you was watching me.” Fujiwara Nobunosuke sneered, “It’s like the relationship between a cicada, a mantis, and a yellow bird.”

Sakurai Nanami didn’t answer.

In fact, it wasn’t a case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. The original plan was indeed to send the Crow to deal with Lu Mingfei, but the Crow turned around and helped Lu Mingfei, which Sakurai Nanami also noticed. But she said nothing and left quietly.

Even Crow didn’t know that the patriarch had been watching at his back. He thought he was making a brave decision and could sacrifice his life because he was the last line of defense of the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

But Nanami Sakurai did not doubt Fujiwara Nobunosuke’s identity so easily. If that were the case, she would have taken action against Fujiwara Nobunosuke long ago. Fujiwara Nobunosuke’s performance was indeed very good, and he was even more talented than Crow.

But there was no need to refute these words now. Not long ago, she learned of the Crow’s death. She regretted that she should have shown up earlier.

“Why should there be such a conflict between us? Everyone acts based on their own standpoints, especially me. I am just someone who follows orders. The Gattuso family has no hostility towards the Eight Snake Families. We just want to get our bride back.” Fujiwara Nobunosuke spread his hands. “Chen Motong is not your friend. You have fulfilled your obligations as a friend by protecting Lu Mingfei. It’s time to let go, stay away from this matter, and keep your children safe. We will continue to maintain peace between us.”

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