Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 314 The Snow Stops

Crow and Yaksha were busy clearing the area.

The heavy snow has rarely stopped and snow-clearing vehicles are busy going back and forth.

The residents packed up their belongings and evacuated in vehicles arranged by the government.

Genji Heavy Industries fell, and the Eight Snake Families fell apart, but as long as Minamoto no Chisei appears, the influence of the underworld remains.

Han Qiu leaned against the door, watching the scene with his hands in his pockets.

"It's boring." Xia Mi looked at it for a while and decided to go upstairs to sleep. Suddenly, she remembered that the communication rights seemed to be returned to everyone, so she asked, "Does the computer in the room have internet?"

"I think so." Han Qiu said.

There is no need for Yuan Zhisheng to resume communications so early. He can contact the outside world by himself.

Doing so would give the traitor an opportunity to take advantage.

Just like now, Tachibana Masamune is hiding in his room on the pretext of feeling unwell.

Who knows what he is doing, Tortoise, you are really...crazy.

But Han Qiu remembered that Kaguya-sama was destroyed and Genji Heavy Industries fell, and Genji Chisei told no one except himself.

I see. It seems I want to try and see if I can get it out.

"Boss!" Crow walked back with a cigarette in his mouth.

Although the snow had stopped, a light drizzle began to fall again.

He happened to see a pretty girl wrapped in a coat walking alone towards the government rescue vehicle, and he couldn't help but whistle loudly.

A gangster is still a gangster, and it is no wonder that Yasha thinks Crow is not qualified to be the next director of the Executive Bureau.

The sandbag-sized snowball hit the crow straight on the chest, and the white ball stuck to his clothes.

He looked in the direction the bullet came from and couldn't help cursing, "Han Qiu, are you sick?"

"You're working, but you're still flirting with girls?" Han Qiu bent down and rolled up another snowball. "Can I be the supervisor?"

"I've already taken care of it!" Crow forgot Han Qiu's identity for a moment.

Maybe it was because my interest was disturbed and I was in a bad mood, and also, this kind of street was indeed suitable for playing games.

Maybe in another hour, the rain will get heavy.

"Boss, can I take a break for a while?" Crow had to ask Yuan Zhisheng for help even for revenge.

Yuan Zhisheng is currently handing over to government officials to clear the street in the name of rescue. Both the government and the residents can have a good explanation.

He looked at the list and the statistics of government personnel and confirmed that there were no residents on the entire street. Even the hotel staff had been taken away.

This small seaside street now belongs only to Yuan Zhisheng.

If there is no base camp, then create one.

Wherever Yuan Zhisheng goes, the Eight Clans of Sheqi will follow.

Those people believed that he was Amaterasu, who could illuminate a bright future and were willing to die for him.

"Let's all take a break." Yuan Zhisheng shook hands with the government staff as a farewell.

As the last car leaves, the sovereignty transition ends.

The crow rolled out a snowball as big as its head, aimed at Han Qiu and prepared to hit him, but another snowball landed on the back of his head.

He looked back and saw Yaksha hooking his finger at him in a provocative manner.

"Two against one, right? That's too much. Yasha, you bastard, you're turning your elbow outward." The crow's anger shifted to Yasha.

Han Qiu watched with great interest as the two men fought in the remaining snow.

Crow stuffed the snow into Yasha's neck, but Yasha pinned him down.

"How childish." Yuan Zhisheng returned to the hotel door at some point and stood beside Han Qiu.

The sound of a lighter came from Sakura's hand.

"Your arrangement has been very stressful for them." Han Qiu looked at the two people playing around, "Yuan Jun, it's actually really good to be alive."

"Well, but if there is something important that requires death in exchange, I don't think there is any hesitation."

As soon as Yuan Zhisheng finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

After the call was connected, he shouted to Yasha and Crow to stop and prepare to welcome the head of the Fuma family.

Everyone should be here by now, there is blood after the heavy snow.

Tachibana Masamune staggered out of the elevator, and his cough attracted everyone's attention.

"Mr. Masamune, we're done." Minamoto Chisei stepped forward to support him.

Tachibana Masamune's physical condition was visibly getting worse. Han Qiu wasn't sure whether he was pretending or was prepared to solve all his troubles with death.

Han Qiu was not sure whether it was the real person or a substitute.

In the entire hotel, the person who has the best rapport with Han Qiu is Tachibana Masamune.

There is understanding between chess players, but no mutual sympathy.

"I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to help at all after coming here, cough cough cough cough..." Tachibana Masamune said apologetically.

"Mr. Masamune, you just need to rest well. I will take care of these things." Yuan Zhisheng comforted him, "Take care of your body and wait for that day to come. Several family heads will arrive in the next two days. The Inuyama family head and the Miyamoto family head are bringing a medical team."

"I don't think my body can hold out for much longer."

"Mr. Masamune, don't say such discouraging words." Gen Chisei regretted bringing Tachibana Masamune with him.

It would be better to let him stay in Tokyo. Ever since he fainted last time and was confirmed to be in very poor health, Gen Chisei didn't want him to get involved in too much trouble.

But there are some things that Yuan Zhisheng cannot decide.

Han Qiu seemed to want Tachibana Masamune to get involved, and Tachibana Masamune really wanted to be involved in the final offensive.

……

Uesugi Yue brought the ramen sent by the hotel front desk to the table and looked up at Eri who was lying on the windowsill looking at the scenery.

"It's time for dinner." He said softly.

Eri had been watching for three hours, from heavy snow to light snow, and then gradually stopping.

This long journey was a very happy and joyful thing for her.

But she kept her brother's words in mind: listen to this old man, he will protect you.

"The snow has stopped." Eri wrote on a sticky note and showed it to Uesugi Yue.

"Can we go out and play?" she wrote again.

"Let's go for a walk later." Uesugi Yue agreed, and then said, "Can I see your arm?"

Eri rolled up her sleeves, and the blood vessels on her fair arms became more obvious.

Uesugi became more and more worried. He did as his son asked, but there was no specific follow-up arrangement.

Eri's physical condition cannot be delayed.

When we arrived in Hokkaido, the traffic was not completely paralyzed yet, and it snowed for a day and a night before we were truly helpless.

Fortunately, the snow has stopped now, I hope it won’t fall again.

After the government has smoothed the way, if there is still no instruction from Minamoto Chisei after waiting for another day or two, Uesugi Yue plans to take Eri back to Tokyo.

Eri wrote again: I'm fine.

Uesugi Yue smiled and nodded, "Eat the noodles first, don't be hungry."

Eri: Where is my brother?

"He went to work."

Eri: Oh.

Just as Uesugi Yue was about to take a sip of soup, he felt so depressed that he took out his cell phone and tried to call Gen Chisei again.

He called nearly a hundred times in the past two days, but couldn't get through.

The letter only said that when you come to Hokkaido, find a hotel that does not require registration, stay there, do not contact the outside world, and try to reduce going out as much as possible.

There is no follow-up, and it seems that Uesugi Yue just needs to wait patiently.

Uesugi Yue could wait longer, but he was worried that Eri couldn't.