"This battle is between our Kodai Company and the Nogi Group, with the stakes being 'starting a battle for the position of Kengankai chairman'. Since we have lost, we have no choice but to agree to the Nogi Group's request, and I will also write my name on the joint letter."
"very good!"
Katahara Metō knocked the ground with his cane again. Although the force and sound were not loud, the sound echoed in the hearts of everyone present, like the sound of a bell that foreshadowed the world being plunged into a fierce battle for supremacy once again.
"Now you, Nogi, will be qualified to fight me, Katahara Metō! Bet everything you have and challenge me, Katahara Metō and 'Metō no Ya'!"
As soon as these words were spoken, a terrifying aura swept over everyone present like a tide. It was hard to imagine that a skinny and emaciated centenarian could have such an amazing sense of oppression.
Akiyama Kaede, who was just standing next to Nogi Hideki and was affected by this momentum, subconsciously tightened his legs, and his black stockings were instantly soaked with cold sweat.
Nogi, who was bearing the greatest pressure head-on, just pursed his lips.
"I have come to my senses... Katahara Metō, the 58th president of the Kengankai, let me see you off for the last time!"
This was a naked declaration of war, and the faces of the others changed instantly when they heard this.
But Katara Metō was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed.
"What a braggart, so interesting! So interesting, Nogi!!!"
While the two opponents were still hurling harsh words at each other, Wu Yi, who was concentrating on eating melons with his head held high, suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder.
"After three years of high school, do you feel nostalgic when you come back to fight in the martial arts competition?"
"Ok?"
Looking back at the sound, Wu Yi saw that the person who patted his shoulder was a young man with a red side braid.
The other person's facial features are somewhat similar to those of the young Katahara Metdou, but he is calmer and gentler. His long bangs cover his right eye, and the left half of his face is tattooed with crooked characters like a spell from top to bottom through the eye, giving people an inexplicable sense of mystery.
"It's okay. It's nothing more than fighting against others and winning." Wu Yi shrugged. "Speaking of which, Lietang, you have really trained hard in the past two years. Why do you seem to be a little smaller than I remembered? I remember that we were about the same height before."
"That's because you've grown taller." Katahara Retsudo touched his chin and looked him up and down. "I remember that before you went to high school, Old Wu, you were meters tall? Now it looks like you're almost meters tall. What good food did you eat at school?"
“No…”
Wu Yi hesitated for a moment.
To be honest, he didn't adjust his diet in any special way during the three years at school. He basically ate whatever he liked, and he didn't exercise as much as he did when he was in his hometown in Kyoto.
However, after three years, he actually grew taller, and his strength not only did not decrease, but increased a lot.
Could it be that if I want to become stronger I really have to eat more forbidden fruit?
Thinking of this, he glanced at Katahara Retsudo suspiciously.
"...What's with that look in your eyes?" The corner of Katahara Retsudo's mouth twitched slightly.
"It's nothing. I'm just curious whether you, Lietang, have found a girlfriend in the past three years." Wu Yi brought up the topic without any context.
"Get a hammer."
Although it was in a public place, since they were just talking between good brothers, Katahara Reido relaxed a lot. He no longer put on the airs of being the young master Katahara in front of others and sighed softly.
"Besides, you know my situation, Old Wu. My dad is getting old, and I have to help him deal with many things in the Kengan Association. In addition to the daily training, how can I have so much time to talk to him... Hmm?"
The voice stopped abruptly here, and Katahara Retsudo seemed to suddenly realize something.
"You didn't get a girlfriend at school and came back to show off to me, did you?"
"How can it be……"
"So you brought your girlfriend here today? Where is she? Why didn't I see her?"
"Here, over there."
Wu Yi nodded in the direction of the crowd.
Katahara Retsudo followed the gaze, shielding his eyes from the sun with his hands, and after looking left and right for a while, he finally locked onto his target.
"Oh~ It's that little Princess Sakayanagi. I was saying that it must have been the idea of Chairman Sakayanagi that Mr. Wu arranged for you to go to that school. Eh? Then what are the identities of those girls next to you? Are they in your company now?"
"Almost the same. So are they." Wu Yi nodded.
"'Too'?"
Katahara Retsudo thought this statement was a bit strange. He asked if it was true. If it was true, he should just say yes. What does "almost, too" mean?
In order to make him understand, Wu Yi had to expand the sentence.
“They are my girlfriends too.”
"?"
The only eye that was exposed in Master Katahara's eyes widened instantly, with the word "unbelievable" written all over his face.
He looked at Wu Yi, then at the group of at least ten beautiful girls, then turned back to look at Wu Yi again, barely squeezing out a few words from between his back teeth.
"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little uneasy about leaving my sister to you."
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Katahara Retsudo was hit mercilessly on the top of his head.
The force was not strong, but it was full of warning.
Just as Katahara Retsudo was about to ask who was the unsportsmanlike person who launched a sneak attack, he turned around and saw his elder sister appear behind him with a smile on her face, her right hand raised as if she had just fired a Spacium ray.
"In this situation, could you two please be quiet for a moment?"
"Oh oh..."
The one who spoke was Qiaoxiang. Lietang immediately turned his head away awkwardly, pretending nothing had happened.
Wu Yize raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
At the same time, Katara Metō, who was standing in front of everyone, had already signed a document. He waved his arm under the gaze of the entire audience, and the sound seemed to be announcing it to the world.
"I declare that the Kenwon Fatal Elimination Tournament begins!"
Volume 540: Chapter : The heroes begin to stir
As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. No matter how exciting a competition is, there will always be a moment when the music ends and everyone goes their separate ways.
As the necessary conditions for the start of the Kengan Fatal Knockout Tournament were put together like the last piece of a puzzle, the dormant heroes began to stir.
At the same time, night quietly fell on Tokyo.
The perspective changes, and in a luxurious hotel in the center of Tokyo that is as magnificent as a palace, bodyguards dressed in black suits and wearing pure black sunglasses fill the entire floor.
From the window to the elevator, and then to the emergency exit for fire escape... every entrance and exit is guarded by at least five or six people. In the corridor, there are two people guarding the door of each room, one on the left and one on the right. It is just like an ancient emperor in person, or a gathering of some underworld gangsters.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with saying this.
Because this entire floor is reserved tonight, the only people who can dine on this floor are Katara Mitsudo and others who are in the middle, largest and most luxurious box.
"The defense is so tight that not even a fly can get in."
A classic Chinese revolving dining table was placed in the center of the box. Wu Yi sat on the wall near the door. He held a pork chop in his mouth, leaned back in his chair, and turned his head to glimpse the black corners of the guards' clothes from the door. He couldn't help but complain.
Not to mention anything else, there are at least five people in the room who can be considered as fighting forces, including Wu Lei'an, Garuda, Katahara Retsudo and himself.
Although the old man Wu Huiliyang is old and his physical strength is no longer as good as it was in his prime, his killing skills have never fallen behind. Even if he is only given a pair of chopsticks, he can still kill people like slaughtering pigs and dogs.
If in this situation there is still an assassin who dares to rush in and challenge to become the new No. 1 male gunner in the Japanese server, then we can only say that he is really brave.
"Wow~Wow~Wow~" Katara Metō laughed upon hearing this, "I don't mind, but Retō insisted on arranging it this way, saying it would be more imposing, so I let him do it."
"Safety first. It's always better to be careful, Dad." Retsudo Katahara, who was sitting next to him, reminded him helplessly.
"Really?"
Katahara Metō glanced up and scratched his face while holding the wine glass. It was hard to imagine that the old man who had easily suppressed hundreds of Kengan members in the parking lot with his own momentum would actually do such a playful move.
"I think even if someone was standing at the door with a gun pointing at me, when he pulled the trigger, the gun might explode and blow his hand off."
Wu Huiliyang closed her eyes and picked up a piece of tempura with chopsticks and put it into her mouth: "If someone else said this, I would probably think he was mentally disturbed and talking nonsense, but if it was the destruction of the hall, I can't say."
"See, even Eri thinks so, right?" Katara Metō laughed again. "To be honest, although I'm already 96 years old, I feel like I can live another 10 or 20 years. I really miss the days when I was a challenger. I really want to experience the feeling of climbing to the top of the mountain after going through hardships again in my lifetime."
Upon hearing this, Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and raised her glass.
"Then I wish President Kayuan all his wishes come true."
"Hahaha! Did your wish come true?" Katahara Metō raised his glass knowingly and said meaningfully, "What you said is really sharp. After all, if you want to climb to the top of the mountain again, you have to fall from the top first. Is that right? You are really confident. Are you so sure that you can defeat me and my teeth?"
Uh……
Although the familiar sentences did not exude any momentum, Yukinoshita Haruno seemed to be back in the parking lot at that moment when she was enveloped by that strong sense of oppression. Even the hand that was holding the glass could not help but stiffen slightly, and the words that were about to come to her lips were suddenly stuck in her throat.
"of course."
At this moment, Wu Yi, who had been eating bravely with his brother Wu Lei'an without saying a word, stood up with his wine glass, and clinked the rim of his glass slightly lower against Katara Metō's glass.
"As the president of a company, how can you not have confidence in the strength of your own fighters? Right?"
"...That's right."
Realizing that it was Wu Yi who rescued her at the critical moment, Yukinoshita Haruno's face was filled with smiles again. She also extended her wine glass forward and clinked it with the other two glasses.
"As the president, you must have 100% confidence in your fighters."
“As long as it’s not one thousand percent, it’s fine.” Wu Yi said casually.
Seeing this, everyone else at the table raised their glasses, clinked their glasses in the air, and then drank it all in one gulp.
After drinking the whole glass of wine, Katara Metō let out a long sigh of relief, then turned to his old friend.
"Then it's decided. As for the Wu clan, Yi-chan will participate in the battle."
"Do not."
I thought I would definitely get a positive answer, but I didn't expect Wu Huiliyang to actually shake her head.
"If Wu Yi wants to join the war, that's his own business. The Wu clan will send another person to join the war at that time."
"Oh?"
This answer stunned Katara Metō for a moment, but he soon realized the real reason behind it.
"Could there be other Quanyuan companies..."
“It’s a company called Yamashita.”
Wu Huiliyang glanced at Wu Yi and Wu Lei'an who were sitting in a row on the right and eating happily, and said, "Under normal circumstances, the Wu family absolutely prohibits killing each other. Even if they receive commissions from two companies for the same matter at the same time, they will only choose the one with a higher reward. But this time is an exception."
"Well, after all, the rule prohibiting infighting is based on employment, and this time, you want to participate in the competition on your own initiative," Garuda explained.
"In that case—"
"Leian, you will go when the time comes."
Wu Huiliyang kicked Wu Lei'an, who was grunting at the lamb chops on the plate, under the table.
"what?"
The latter immediately stopped eating, and turned his face, which probably only returned to normal at sleep time without making all kinds of weird facial expressions, to Wu Yi's side, making faces and sticking out tongue, his tone full of malice.
"Hey, did you hear what the old man said? If you still insist on meeting me in the competition, remember to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise I will destroy you directly, okay?"
"climb."
Wu Yi didn't even raise his head and calmly responded with a middle finger.
Ignoring the two brothers who always quarreled when they met, Katara Reidō took out his cell phone to ask his old father.
"Dad, in order to prevent some companies from not knowing about the fatal match, do you want to send out another notice in the name of the official Kengankai?"
"It's okay, it's okay. It's okay."
Katara Metō waved his hand and smiled to stop his son's plan.
"If you are a shark but can't even smell the blood in the sea water, then you are not worthy of being a predator. But I think even if there is no announcement, the news about the death match has already spread."
Volume 541: Chapter Ayanokouji Atsuomi Wants to Become a Regular Employee
On the other side, inside the municipal building, in a familiar office.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Naoes Jinjiro was still working at his desk. Today was no different from any other day for him, and it was still a day of hard work and overtime.
If nothing goes according to the work plan, he will be able to get off work and go home in an hour.
Until a phone call came.
Jingle Bell--!
A retro, boring but awakening telephone ringtone rang in the office. Naoes Jinjiro, who was working at his desk, had no time to look at the number on the caller ID, so he directly picked up the phone with his left hand and answered it.
