374 The Real Slaughter (2/2)

”Mr. Chen, you should leave here now. We are tourists, I don't think the military would do anything to us.”

”Indeed. Leave now, take that girl with you. We will be fine.” Ai Jinqi squeezed out a smile as she said. These tourists were appreciative of Chen Fan's help earlier and their conscience couldn't let Chen Beixuan risk his life for them again.

”I will be fine.”

Chen Fan took a step toward the armored vehicles coming at him. He then waved at Red Sparrow and said: ”Red Sparrow, make sure these people are saved. I will go to greet the Japan Self-Defense Forces.”

An azure-colored light came up in Chen Fan's eyes even as he said so. The promise of a battle had made his blood boil.

North Mystic Celestial Lord had traversed across the universe undefeated, never once had he been afraid of any threat.

He was an invincible celestial being, what did an army made up of mortals mean to him?

Red Sparrow was suddenly at a loss. She watched the outline of Chen Fan's body against the flood of armored tanks, many complicated and strong emotions rose inside of her.

She looked at Chen Fan's disappearing image and thought to herself: ”Maybe that was what a hero looks like: To achieve the impossible and to think the unthinkable.”

Meanwhile, in an ancient manor somewhere in Tokyo.

The Manor consists of many gardens and pavilions with a similar style as those in Wu Zhou, China. Servants wearing Kimonos bustled about in the manor with surprising economy of motion. Some of them kept on glancing toward the main building in the manor where the master of the house resided.

He was one of the most powerful men in Japan, the leader of the Mitsui family, Mitsui Kazuo.

As the man responsible for bringing Mitsui Group back from the brink of bankruptcy, he was a household name in Japan. He had made the Mitsui Group the mega cooperation that it was.

Mitsui Kazuo stood by the window with his hands linked behind his back. Despite his white hair and wizened face, he stood upright like a jack pine.

The current family lord of Mitsui family, Mitsui Yuto lowered his body to the ground fearfully. He had been in this position for over an hour, yet he still dared not to lift his head up and look at the old man.

”Mitsui Yuto, do you know what have you done wrong?”

The old man asked. Despite the raspy timbre, his voice boomed, filling up the room with his assuredness.

”Yes, my lord. I shouldn't have incited the duel between Lord Takemiya and Chen Beixuan. The outcome of the battle had brought shame to the entire Japanese Martial arts community. It had even stirred the Prime Minister.” Mitsui Yuto replied as cold sweat streaked across his forehead.

”Humph! However powerful Takemiya Hiro was, he was no wiser than a fool. His life or death wouldn't concern me or the prime minister.” Mitsui Kazuo snorted. He turned around and caught Mitsui Yuto with the hook of his glance. ”What you have done wrong was to overestimate the power of your martial arts friends.”

”Huh?” Mitsui Yuto was taken aback.

”They could laud their personal strength all day long, but at the end of the day, they were still human, just like you and me. If they are really that powerful, why don't they run the world instead of hiding in the darkness like a rat?” Mitsui Kazuo said derisively.

”This planet will forever be controlled by money and political might. We can even make a mountain disappear much less those martial artists.”

Mitsui Yuto saw the sense in the old man's words. However, he was still confused. ”But what about Chen Beixuan? He is still a very dangerous man. Even the Tokyo Tower was…”

”I have taken you off the case. The prime minister had mobilized the fourteenth brigade and the airforce to capture him. There is no way Chen Beixuan could get away with it.”

Mitsui Kazuo waved a hand dismissively as if he had just crushed something as insignificant as an insect.

Mitsui Yuto was stunned by the revelation.

The government had dispatched fighter jets just to catch Chen Beixuan?

However powerful Chen Beixuan was, even with his title as the most powerful man in East Asia, he was no match against the modern military. With that thought in mind, a ball of fire came up in his heart.

”This was the closest definition of power and strength.”

”It only took the old man one word to undo the strongest man in East Asia.”

”I still have a long way to go in order to catch up with the old man.”

So thinking, he bowed even deeper as his respect toward Mitsui Kazuo multiplied.