Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 204: 'Flying Car' and Paradise Pavilion (1)

The ending with a river of blood remained the same even under the heavy rain in Tokyo.

Han Qiu only felt endless grief. He tried his best but could only watch the tragedy happen.

Then there was endless darkness, and only Mr. Han's voice could be heard, echoing in my mind.

"It's time to wake up."

"Huh...huh..."

Han Qiu woke up suddenly, sat up, gasped for breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

What a tragic nightmare that did nothing to stop it, and instead sent more people to the tragic death ending in Japan.

He looked at the balcony. Mr. Han was still there and the sun was shining brightly outside.

"How many days did I sleep?" he asked.

Mr. Han raised three fingers.

He checked his condition again and found that he had almost recovered except that he felt a little weak.

He just grabbed the food prepared at the bedside and started showing off.

"Has the operation against Paradise Hall begun?"

"Yeah." Mr. Han sighed, "It's not too late, but I think it might be dangerous to go there in your current state. Yuan Zhisheng and Uesugi Yue are both here."

"Whether it's dangerous or not, you have to go. How much causal power is left?"

"Enough for you to upgrade a Word Spirit."

"Hurry up, I'll go over there now." Han Qiu started to eat voraciously.

Complete the mission, get rewards, improve your bloodline, and gain the Word Spirit.

Word Spirit·Setsuna, serial number 72.

The pressure on Minamoto no Chisei and Uesugi Yue is still a bit too much.

Currently at A level, the second blood burst can only be raised to S, and more power is needed.

"What stage have we reached now?" Han Qiu asked.

"All the gangs affiliated with the Ghost Clan have been defeated."

"I wish I had made it in time. You should have called me earlier."

"Trust my judgment. If I say it's not too late, then it's not too late. What's more, I need to judge whether your physical condition is suitable for this turbulent water. You need to get enough rest first."

"Will I have enough time if I take the train and then walk?"

"Not enough, you need a means of transportation."

"Where do I get one?"

"They have already robbed me, it's just stealing the car."

"You are destroying me."

"You are now part of the underworld."

"Yes."

Han Qiu stopped talking nonsense and picked up two bags of food and ate while walking.

He didn't even think of going to the garage to take a look at the Rolls-Royce.

It wastes time and attracts attention.

Mr. Han is right, stealing one is the right decision.

Alas...a good young man is forced to do such a thing. You should blame Mr. Han.

I was lucky enough to find several motorcycles parked outside a restaurant, in an almost blind spot.

Han Qiu didn't know much about this stuff, so he couldn't tell what brand it was, but he could tell it was a good thing.

There are also Chibei logos and stickers on it. These ghost fire boys like to make their mounts fancy.

Chibei is a subsidiary gang of the Sheqi Eight Clans, which means it is going against the Sheqi Eight Clans, so it doesn't count as robbery.

Han Qiu stood where the car was parked and looked into the restaurant to make sure that this was a blind spot and that he would not be seen by the people inside.

He looked relaxed and sat on it. "I think I've only ridden a small electric donkey before. This thing shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"It's not difficult." Mr. Han explained it briefly.

It sounds easy, but the hard part is how to start the vehicle without using the key.

Word Spirit·Machine can reach a state similar to communication with inanimate mechanical bodies and can understand their structure and characteristics in a short period of time.

Given the size of the motorcycle, a few seconds is enough.

After Han Qiu's analysis, he smiled knowingly.

Word Spirit: Magnetism, creates a small domain and changes the magnetism of the matter in the domain. (Affected by the properties of the matter itself, as a lower level of sword control)

There is no key, but the car seems to have become a living person, and its internal organs start to function under the influence of unknown forces.

As Han Qiu pedaled several times, the roar of the engine finally sounded, continuously.

He even whispered coolly: "Start."

Now let’s set off towards Osaka Gokurakukan.

The journey was as fast as lightning, with only the sound of the wind whistling in my ears.

When the red-haired guy who had just joined the Red Guards walked out of the restaurant and found that his car was gone, he actually thought about calling the police.

The captain slapped the guy on the forehead and cursed: Bakayalo!

I also don't understand whether he was scolding his subordinates or the thief who stole the car.

The Red Guards stole countless vehicles, both two-wheeled and four-wheeled, too many to count.

This was the first time my car was stolen. I was furious, but I didn’t call the police.

When it comes to underworld matters, try to solve them using underworld methods.

Who would have thought that one day I would have my eyes pecked by an eagle.

Who is so blind as to even steal Chibei’s car?

Of course, Han Qiu didn’t care how crazy these ghost fire teenagers from Chi Bei were.

He had already driven onto the road, and from time to time he would raise his head like a dragon.

Mr. Han kindly reminded: "Don't fall."

"You have a bad mouth and you talk too much." Han Qiu cursed, "You only care about whether I'm handsome or not. I'm an A-level mixed-blood. Can I fall off while riding a motorcycle?"

When I was in college, there were always riders racing around the neighborhood every night.

He is really noisy, and really handsome.

At that time, Han Qiu was thinking about buying a motorcycle to commute to get off work after graduation, instead of a car.

Now I have finally got what I wanted and ride this thing, which is a modified version of the Red Guard. It is full of power and quite exciting.

Stolen? How can Chibei's car be called stolen?

This is called eliminating violence and maintaining peace, and it allows those bad-tempered teenagers to know how dangerous society is and understand how others feel when they steal other people's cars.

……

Inside Gokurakukan, Sakurai Kogure had asked her men to send away all the guests. Only she and her men, a group of displaced ghosts, were left in Gokurakukan.

Now we are truly displaced. The fuel pouring down the hillside will only take a light and this temporary home will be destroyed in a raging fire.

The people of the Eight Clans of Sheqi were not in a hurry to attack, so they used this life-and-death threat to force them to surrender.

If you surrender, you will return to a life of darkness and be imprisoned by your family.

In our family's view, this is a kind treatment.

Sakurai Kogure did not forbid his subordinates from leaving Gokurakukan and apologizing to the head family.

But no one did so. Everyone stayed at their own job as usual.

There is a hint of tragedy in the indifference, which is not as lofty as facing death with indifference. It is just a group of ghosts resisting their predetermined fate.

Sakurai Kogure was fixing her makeup on the third floor and she put on her treasured "Twelve Kishi".

Only the most solemn kimono is worthy of a grand death.

Looking at myself in the mirror, I was so beautiful, but with the makeup I put on as he had requested, not so charming.

He came once last night, for the last time, and took away the cash from the vault and left a box of medicine.

He said: You can leave together.

But Sakurai Kogure refused. If it weren't for that box of potion, perhaps she would still be running around with the 'Dragon King' as before.

Just simply follow him.

I still remember the first time we met, he said: I am the second son of the Yuan family, and I like to sing opera.

Sakurai Kogure never cared about the first half of the conversation, but she seemed to never forget the second half.