Watanabe Hakuo glanced at the corpse on the ground. He was obviously stunned, clearly unaware that all these people were already dead!
Watanabe Fumio carefully observed his younger brother's changing expressions, his face bearing a hint of coldness!
"Brother, have you found out the identities of these people? Who is so bold to attack Yumiko?"
"I'm furious," Watanabe said, feigning anger.
"All of these people have been erased from existence, untraceable. But no matter who is behind this, I will find them and expose them."
"Mamoru Watanabe said in a cold voice. "
<... Watanabe Mamoru's eyes darted about, and he quickly nodded. "Yes, we must definitely find out who it is. Since Yumiko is fine, I feel relieved, and I won't bother you any longer..." >
After Watanabe made his statement, he left with his son.
Just as he stepped out of Watanabe Bunkichi's house, Watanabe Bunzo shouted at his son, Watanabe Taro: "You damn thing, what have you done? What kind of people did you find? They're just a bunch of useless trash."
Watanabe Taro was scolded, and could only lower his head. He also couldn't figure out why he had sent so many people, but in the end, they failed to catch Yumiko, and instead were killed!
He was very clear about Mei's abilities; she couldn't possibly do that!
"Dad, maybe Mei Zi has someone protecting her, otherwise this wouldn't have happened."
Taro Watanabe explained.
"So, you're saying Watanabe Kazuo is already suspicious and sent an expert to Yumiko?"
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“Yes, I'm sure you've noticed something. So we need to speed things up...”
Watanabe Taro nodded.
Watanabe Fuminari pondered for a moment, then said, "Go get Kawaguchi Kazuo here. I want to discuss this with him."
Watanabe Tarō then left to invite Kawaguchi Kazuo, while Watanabe Bunkō turned his head and looked at Watanabe Bun's villa. His eyes were sharp as he said, "Just wait, I will live here sooner or later..."

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Xi'an, a somewhat rundown little tavern!
Chen Ping sat at a table with Hu Mazizi, facing an old man who looked drunk. He held a wine pot in his hand and kept pouring alcohol into his mouth.
Chen Ping looked at the old man, and said helplessly: "Master Hu, is this your old friend?"
Sesame nodded. "Yes, it's him!"
"With him so drunk, completely wasted, a slave to alcohol, you're telling me he's powerful, even surpassing you?"
"You two, one's a lecher and the other's an alcoholic. You really are a perfect pair of friends, aren't you?"
Chen Ping smiled wryly!
Sesame also wore an embarrassed look, strode forward and snatched the old man's wine gourd, saying, "Lao Fan, you've been in the island nation for so many years, have you always just drunk like this?"
"Life is short, drink and have fun, why not?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man Fan gently inhaled. The wine pot that was in Hu Mazzi's hand suddenly had all its contents sucked directly into Old Fan's mouth!
Seeing this, Chen Ping finally understood that Humazi had not lied. This old Fan was indeed very strong!
Because in that very moment, Chen Ping hadn't sensed even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy on that old Fan, not a single trace of breath!
But the wine inside that flask could run out by itself and be sucked into Lao Fan's mouth!
After finishing his cup of wine, Lao Fan wiped his mouth contentedly and said to Hu Mazizi, "Old Hu, calculate the bill…"
When Humazi heard this, he was furious and blew his beard in anger: "I traveled a long way to the island country to find you. You wouldn't entertain me, and now you even want me to pay for your drinks..."
"I'll get it..." Chen Ping stood up, ready to pay the bill!
Lao Fan took one look and immediately grinned: “Well then, many thanks. Since you’re here, I’ll have another pot of wine…”

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