The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1098: The Enemy’s Stronghold

Chapter 1098: Chapter 1098: The Enemy’s Stronghold

Dongying, Tokyo.

In the largest five-star hotel, Long Fei and Chu Feng checked into the presidential suite overnight.

The two came alone, Long Fei, who is typically clingy to his wife, finally didn’t bring her along.

How could he bring his wife to a place like Dongying, renowned for its hedonistic lifestyle?

That’s what Chu Feng said, but Long Fei strongly disapproved of this kind of thinking.

Although he couldn’t stop thinking about his enlightenment mentor and held a faint glimmer of hope to see her around every corner,

All that was in the past.

After all, Teacher Cang has also reformed now, and the youthful longings of Long Fei had decidedly cooled off.

Chu Feng comforted him, reminding him that although Teacher Cang had retired, there were still others like Teacher Masao, Teacher Longze, Teacher Bodo, Teacher Ozawa, etc.

As a student, he should pay them a visit.

Long Fei ignored him, not wanting his pure and untainted young soul to be corrupted by such suggestions.

He contacted Anpei Hirakawa, urging the insider traitor to come quickly.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

A vibrant young man in his late twenties, dressed smartly in a suit, entered.

With his long hair and tall, athletic build, he almost looked like a Dongying star.

"Esteemed masters, it’s been a while."

Anpei Hirakawa greeted them with a polite bow, emanating respect.

Long Fei eyed him, thinking that the sly character seemed to get younger with age.

A century spent in the time tunnel certainly changed him.

The three sat down in front of the large glass window, the moonlight casting over the streets below, making the colorful Tokyo night even more beautiful.

Long Fei brewed some tea and passed a cup to Anpei Hirakawa, asking him, "So, how has it been, living your life all over again? Any gains?"

Anpei Hirakawa admitted with embarrassment, "Thanks to the generous support of both masters, I wouldn’t have been able to adapt to life here otherwise. Everything had changed so much that when I first arrived, I didn’t even know how to use a mobile phone. I had to have a child teach me, which was quite laughable. I recently got a job at the history museum and came across many classified documents from WWII. We, the people of Dongying Country, indeed committed unforgivable atrocities against Huaxia. For that, I am deeply sorry."

Long Fei replied, "You feel remorse, which shows you still have some humanity left. We’re not here to discuss history with you. Have you acquired the things I’ve asked for?"

Anpei Hirakawa nodded, took out a detailed map from a Qiankun Bag, and handed it to Long Fei, "Please have a look, master. This is the distribution map of the four major clans that I’ve ascertained through various channels and field observations. Although they have undergone some changes over the years, they still dwell in their ancestral lands. I have marked all their major and minor strongholds on this."

Long Fei inquired, "By the way, is your wife still alive?"

Anpei Hirakawa’s face showed sorrow as he answered, "She is gone, obliterated by the atomic bomb from America. In war, there are no winners, and perhaps this is our retribution."

Long Fei nodded, not saying anything more.

Chu Feng sipped his tea and asked indifferently, "We are here to eliminate the Anpei clan. Doesn’t that give you any concern?"

Anpei Hirakawa shook his head, "Now, I am just an ordinary man, no longer associated with the past. Assisting you this time could be seen as settling one of our karmic debts. As for the future, I wish to live quietly, so I hope you will not disturb me again."

"We understand, you can rest assured," Long Fei stood up to see off the guest, no longer making things difficult for him.

It was no small feat for this reborn spirit, who had walked through hell, to do so much for them.

Long Fei saw through his intentions—it was genuine letting go.

He then sat down with Chu Feng to study the map, turning on his phone and comparing it to the map.

The ancestral lands of Dongying’s Onmyoji were not in Tokyo, but in the western city of Kyoto.

This was the ancient capital of Dongying, where the old family traditions have been preserved.

Nonetheless, Tokyo also had its strongholds.

Long Fei and Chu Feng discussed and decided to go collect some interest first.

The Dongying Onmyoji have many enterprises, and their largest stronghold in Tokyo ostensibly engages in overseas trade.

In reality, what they are doing is smuggling, running back and forth between Huaxia and Dongying.

The smuggled goods are of all sorts: food, drink, consumer goods, electronics, handicrafts, including agricultural products—everything is involved.

After all, there are quite a few pro-Dongying fanatics in Huaxia now. Originally, a kilo of Huaxia’s rock salt only costs three yuan.

Once repackaged in Dongying, it becomes "noble rock salt," costing thirty thousand yuan a kilo.

After the nuclear radiation in Dongying, the mutated fish and fruits are also being smuggled into Huaxia. To the pro-Dongying fanatics, even the excrement from Dongying smells fragrant, and these mutated agricultural products are touted as the crystallization of high-tech enhancements.

According to the information provided by Anpei Hirakawa, it’s confirmed that this smuggling group also transports drugs into Huaxia.

Among their goods, everything else makes for small profits, but drugs are the main revenue, earning the organization a substantial profit.

In the container port, around a certain warehouse, security is extremely tight. Security guards keep patrolling a hundred-meter radius, all carrying real weapons.

Inside the warehouse, a group of workers are busily packing and weighing.

Packages resembling bags of powder are put into foam boxes used for transporting seafood, and then covered with a layer of tuna.

The tape is wound tightly—sealed up nice and compact.

A group of people in black, led by a middle-aged man, are patrolling the area.

This middle-aged man has spirited brows and a stern face, tall of stature, giving off a sense of authority.

People following behind him all bow their heads in deference.

Someone flatters softly, "Minister Longyuan, if this batch of goods is sent off smoothly, we’ll have profits of tens of millions of US dollars. The Clan Leader will surely be pleased once he knows."

The middle-aged man indifferently says, "It’s just a deal, nothing that could impress that old guy. The key is to maintain this route, making it our ongoing source of wealth. Hold out for a year, and we’ll have a say in the company."

"Ha, ha!"

The man laughs obsequiously, nodding continuously, giving thumbs up, and flattering, "Minister, you are wise."

The middle-aged man shows no change in expression; he is used to the flattery from subordinates.

He comes from a prestigious background, called the son of the Divine Clan in Dongying.

He is a direct descendant of the Anpei family, Anpei Longen.

His grandfather Anpei Hisakawa is the current Clan Leader of the Anpei family and the president of various major companies.

Anpei Longen originally had an older brother, Anpei Kenjiro, who was a strong contender for the position of Clan Leader. But unfortunately, this older brother met his end in Huaxia along with two women.

Now, the most favored successor in the family is Anpei Longen.

He can hardly wait to make some achievements and secure his position.

This newly established route was acquired by him from other powers at a high price.

He led his group to the second floor of the warehouse and asked, "What about that Huaxia policewoman?"

Someone behind him immediately replied, "She’s detained in the warehouse!"

Anpei Longen loosened his collar with interest, "Bring her up! Since she has come from afar, I must naturally offer the hospitality due from a host."

"Ha, ha!"

His subordinates knew what he meant and scurried off to have the Huaxia woman sent up to Anpei Longen.

The second floor houses Anpei Longen’s ministerial office, which has a spacious bedroom for rest and relaxation.

He took a bath, grabbed a bottle of XO, and started drinking on the sofa.

Shortly after, a beautiful girl, dressed in a black evening gown, was brought up.

The ropes on her body were special, not resembling ropes but more like vines.