Chapter 548: Chapter 547: Meeting Again
"Everyone, be careful and be ready to evacuate at any moment!" Yang Fei transmitted to the people behind him.
Wang Chengcuo and Luo Yong positioned themselves protectively around the severely injured Umekawa Taro, tasked with ensuring his safety.
Zhu Tianshou and the three Xu brothers tensed up, readying themselves for battle.
Chiba Susumu, sensing the change in the aura of Yang Fei and the others, felt a chill in his heart and hastily said, "Don’t do anything rash, I will ensure your safe departure."
Yang Fei remained vigilant and nodded, "Okay."
As they spoke, the helicopter had already flown over and was hovering above the villa.
The young military officer who had brought the Guard Team to ’rescue’ Chiba Susumu frowned and looked up at the helicopter, "Who dares to be so arrogant? Don’t they see the Guard Team is handling matters here? Get lost!"
He was Major Fukuda and the Fukuda Family in Japan held a certain sway over the Guard Team. With his young age, he was able to mobilize so many members of the Guard Team, which showed his extraordinary status. Now, in front of the woman he admired, Major Fukuda naturally wanted to display his authority.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort descended from the helicopter.
It was like thunder from the sky, exploding in everyone’s ears with a boom.
The members of the Guard Team screamed in agony, each one clutching their ears. Some even bled from all orifices and fainted on the spot, but most simply showed a look of terror without sustaining any injuries.
Major Fukuda’s mind went blank, as if his soul was about to be torn from his body.
But this lasted only for a fleeting moment before vanishing.
"In consideration of Fukuda Gong, I’ll spare your life. Get lost!"
A cold voice descended from the helicopter, chilling Major Fukuda to the bone like a gust of cold wind swallowed into his belly.
Fukuda Gong was Major Fukuda’s great-grandfather, the leader who brought the Fukuda Family to prominence. Now over a hundred and ten years old, he was still alive but with failing bodily functions and not much time left.
The other party called out his great-grandfather’s name and displayed such formidable strength, Major Fukuda, though willing to help Chiba Susumu, knew he had encountered an untouchable figure and immediately shrank his neck, respectfully saying, "Yes, thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
He then waved his hand grandly and ordered, "Retreat!"
The Guard Team had come with an imposing momentum, but now they left with ashen faces. Following Major Fukuda’s command, the men regrouped and retreated swiftly.
Ignoring the retreating Guard Team, the doors of the helicopter opened, revealing Sun Xingyu and Yagawa Shou Yin sitting inside.
From a high vantage point, Sun Xingyu’s gaze landed on Yang Fei’s face, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.
"Master, should we call in the masters from our clan for support?" Yagawa Shou Yin asked with a grave expression.
He was a National Guardian Level powerhouse from the Japan Martial World, usually acting with impunity within the Japan Martial World, fearless in his heart. Yet at this moment, he was vigilant.
For there were four or five powerful auras emanating from the villa below, causing him to hesitate, unsure if he could win the fight.
And this time, there were only two of them.
"No need."
The arrogant voice reached his ears and Yagawa Shou Yin felt as though he had taken a tranquilizer, with no iota of doubt remaining.
His master stood up, stepped out of the helicopter, and dropped from a hundred meters in the air.
Yagawa Shou Yin hurriedly followed.
The power of Heaven and Earth surged, forming steps that seemed to naturally coalesce, supporting the two as they gently descended toward the villa below.
The members of the Guard Team who had not yet fully evacuated were dumbstruck.
Major Fukuda took a deep breath of cold air, secretly relieved that he had not harbored even the slightest thought of resistance. He quickly composed himself and urged, "Quickly leave, and remember, none of what happened today occurred. Forget everything you just saw. If anyone spreads word, they will bear the consequences."
In every country in the world, matters of the Martial World are kept secret from the secular world.
As the two figures descended from the helicopter, Yang Fei and Umekawa Taro’s pupils shrank suddenly.
Umekawa Taro felt that the figure looked strikingly familiar.
Yang Fei, however, recognized the other party at a glance.
"Sun Xingyu?"
A complex array of emotions enveloped his heart, as Yang Fei gazed at the ’friend’ who had been saved by a group of Japanese Ninjas several months ago while being pursued by Wang Lei. A flash of vigilance passed through his eyes.
Were those familiar yet terrifying oppressive eyes that had fallen upon him before, Sun Xingyu’s gaze?
"Yang Fei, is he Sun Xingyu?" Umekawa Taro, hearing Yang Fei’s call, asked through gritted teeth.
Yang Fei’s gaze fixed on Sun Xingyu, scrutinizing him from head to toe to make sure it was indeed him, then nodded, "It’s him."
Umekawa Taro looked at Sun Xingyu and angrily asked, "Was it you who betrayed our brothers two years ago?"
Sun Xingyu glanced indifferently at Umekawa Taro and didn’t respond.
Umekawa Taro was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead, wishing he could kill the man immediately.
Two years ago, when the International Madman was surrounded and attacked, although he had survived, his beloved girlfriend perished. Moreover, other like-minded brothers and friends also died. For Umekawa Taro, who valued deep relationships, his hatred for the traitor who had betrayed his companions was bone-deep.
"Among the seven Guardian Gods passed down from Penglai, which one are you?" Sun Xingyu paid no attention to Umekawa Taro’s hateful gaze. After landing on the ground, his focus shifted directly to Chiba Susumu as he spoke.
Chiba Susumu, facing Sun Xingyu’s gaze, felt a tremendous sense of oppression arise within him.
Absurd.
"And who might you be?" Chiba Susumu retorted, not answering his question.
While speaking, she glanced over Yagawa Shou Yin’s face, and her expression slightly changed, "Yagawa Shou Yin?"
Yagawa Shou Yin, surprised, looked at Chiba Susumu and nodded, "I didn’t expect you to recognize me."
Chiba Susumu’s gaze fell on Sun Xingyu and she asked in a deep voice, "So, you’re the Guardian God of the Yamamoto family?"
"Indeed, it is I." Sun Xingyu said indifferently.
Chiba Susumu felt a chill in her heart and exclaimed in surprise, "You actually succeeded?"
Sun Xingyu cracked a smile, "Did you really think that only Penglai could complete the true Guardian God succession?"
Chiba Susumu took a deep breath and swiftly changed the subject, "What are you here for?"
Sun Xingyu extended a hand and pointed towards Yang Fei, who was behind Chiba Susumu.
"I want him."
Chiba Susumu’s expression changed, and she exclaimed loudly, "They are my friends, what do you mean by this?"
Sun Xingyu said, "You should know why I want him."
Then, he ignored Chiba Susumu and his gaze fell on Yang Fei, with a smile, "Old friend, long time no see. You didn’t expect that we’d meet again in this way, did you?"
Yang Fei stared intently at the familiar face of Sun Xingyu and spoke in a heavy voice, "Are you truly Sun Xingyu or have you been usurped and become a walking corpse?"
A flicker of complexity shone in the depths of Sun Xingyu’s eyes as he spoke lightly, "A Guardian God retains the consciousness and memories of the original host, so you can consider me as your once friend, Sun Xingyu. Of course, you can also call me Lord Yamamoto."
"So, whether you are the Sun Xingyu of the past or now Lord Yamamoto, we are enemies, right?" Yang Fei asked coldly.
Sun Xingyu looked at Yang Fei with a complex expression and nodded, "That seems to be the case."
"Then go to hell!"
Yang Fei’s eyes flashed coldly as his body transformed into a shadowy figure charging towards Sun Xingyu.
A hint of dread and fear appeared in the depths of Sun Xingyu’s eyes, but it immediately turned into a fierce and cruel chill.
It turned out that deep in Sun Xingyu’s soul, he harbored a great dread and fear for his once friend.
However, the spirit of the Guardian God from the Yamamoto family felt a profound shame and anger due to the brief flicker of dread and fear that had just surfaced in Sun Xingyu’s consciousness.
As a Guardian God of the Yamamoto family, who in the world could he possibly fear?
He raised his hand and waved it lightly, swatting towards the figure that left only a blur from others’ perspective, but to him, it was clearly unable to escape his sight.