Chapter 258: Young Master

"Yes, Young Master!"

The members of the martial arts family answered in unison and then surged toward the courtyard gate!

"Hehe, since you’ve come, you might as well stay and be buried with him," Kuchiki Senya said indifferently, then placed the box on the ground.

Immediately after, the lid of the box was opened.

A pile of scattered iron pipes slid out from inside.

Kuchiki Senya’s gaze locked onto a brick, then he picked up the brick and raised it violently.

Slap!

A martial arts family member’s head blossomed! He died on the spot!

"Baka, stop him! Don't let him escape!" Kawasaki Heishiro shouted.

"Kawasaki-kun, don't worry, your people are about to arrive," Kuchiki Senya said with a mocking smile: "Takeda Hideyoshi of your family doesn't like you losing to a junior."

As he spoke, Kuchiki Senya threw the brick toward a certain angle!

Bang!

The brick drilled accurately into the wall and then disappeared!

This move was equivalent to telling the enemy—I am hiding right here!

"I will finish him off, you leave first," Kawasaki Heishiro roared.

He was now covered in wounds and couldn't even hold his samurai longsword; he had to leave as soon as possible!

The Kuchiki family members did not stop him.

Kawasaki Heishiro stumbled a few steps, barely supporting his body, wanting to escape, but as soon as he took a step, he collapsed to the ground.

Kuchiki Senya walked over, looking down at Kawasaki Heishiro, a deep sense of contempt in his eyes: "A dignified swordsman, actually forced to this extent, how pathetic."

Kawasaki Heishiro gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "Sooner or later, you will die in Japan! I will wring your neck off myself!"

"Don't harbor delusions of revenge, because... you will never be able to do it." Kuchiki Senya shook his head. After speaking, he picked up the samurai longsword from the ground and then walked to the side of the black-clad man’s corpse.

Seeing Kawasaki Heishiro unable to stand up, Kuchiki Senya frowned slightly.

"For something like this, you still expect others to help; you really are too much of a waste," Kuchiki Senya said, then raised his foot and crushed the black-clad man’s knee.

A crisp cracking sound came!

This black-clad man’s kneecap was instantly shattered! Even if he could recover in the future, his martial arts future was considered ruined!

Seeing this, Kawasaki Heishiro trembled with rage!

"You... you..."

Kuchiki Senya smiled indifferently and said: "This is the price for going against our Kuchiki family!"

"You will get your retribution!" Kawasaki Heishiro roared.

"Retribution?" Kuchiki Senya said mockingly: "Do you think our Kuchiki family still needs something like retribution?"

After speaking, he stabbed the sword into Kawasaki Heishiro’s shoulder!

The latter let out a painful howl!

"You all deserve to die!" Kawasaki Heishiro’s shoulder trembled violently.

"Is that so? I think so too."

After speaking, Kuchiki Senya pulled out the samurai longsword and then swung it violently!

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!

Four bloody gashes instantly appeared on Kawasaki Heishiro’s chest!

Blood sprayed wildly!

"You all deserve to die... deserve to die..."

Kawasaki Heishiro’s vitality was fading rapidly; he tried hard to keep his eyes open, seemingly wanting to see that tightly closed wooden courtyard gate clearly.

"Elite disciples of the Kawasaki family, your doomsday is about to arrive."

Kuchiki Senya said, then cut down two more martial arts family members rushing toward him.

And at this moment, several other black shadows finally broke through the siege and rushed into the courtyard.

Seeing their companions all killed, the remaining martial arts family members hesitated.

After all, they were unwilling to fight the Kuchiki family to the death!

"What should we do?" one of them asked his companion.

"Retreat," this companion said.

They were all injured, their combat effectiveness severely reduced, and the Kuchiki family’s guard team had already arrived; if they didn't leave now, they probably wouldn't even have a chance to escape.

Thus, the group retreated in a sorry state, with Kawasaki Heishiro being dragged outside.

"Help... Kawano family... help me..."

Kawasaki Heishiro shouted.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him.

"You all deserve to die..." Kawasaki Heishiro fell backward onto the ground.

Kuchiki Senya bent down and picked up the box.

He looked at it, then said coldly: "I know you are here, come out, Kuchiki Nen, you don't really intend to hide here like a coward, do you?"

No one answered him.

Kawasaki Heishiro also had no desire to survive, simply lying quietly in the grass, without making a sound.

"Hehe."

Although Kawasaki Heishiro no longer called for rescue, he still laughed twice with a mocking tone.

Kuchiki Senya placed the box next to a tree, then took out a lighter, lit a note, and burned it.

This was his way of reminding his son to leave.

Kuchiki Nen would get this box and would definitely find a place to hide it, then wait for his family to return.

However, such a wait was destined to be long.

And this long time would be the darkest journey in Kuchiki Nen’s life.

"I hope my son survives."

Kawasaki Heishiro moved his leg with difficulty, trying to sit up.

"You don't need to struggle."

A cruel smile appeared on Kuchiki Senya’s face: "This was originally meant for Young Master Kawasaki; now, you can taste it for him."

Kawasaki Heishiro felt a foul stench rising in his abdomen, which almost made him vomit.

"This is... poisonous snake!" Kawasaki Heishiro immediately understood!

So, all those medicinal liquids from earlier were aphrodisiacs!

This was specifically targeted at men!

If Kuchiki Nen encountered this liquid, he would definitely lose all ability to resist and be wantonly ravaged by Kawasaki Heishiro!

Kuchiki Senya laughed; his smile looked very happy and satisfied.

"How does this taste, Kawasaki Heishiro?"

Kuchiki Senya squatted down and reached out to pat Kawasaki Heishiro’s face: "Did you think my daughter is someone anyone is worthy of coveting? You are not worthy of her at all, Kawasaki Heishiro; scum like you deserves to die."

"You... you dare..."

"Of course I dare."

As he spoke, Kuchiki Senya grabbed Kawasaki Heishiro by the collar and then threw him out violently!

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The latter smashed heavily onto the ground ten meters away!

And Kuchiki Senya carried the wooden box on his shoulder and turned to leave.

Kawasaki Heishiro coughed several times, spitting out a large clump of silt.

However, at this moment, this head of the Kuchiki family suddenly noticed something unusual.

He looked at the empty courtyard wall, his eyes narrowing, and remained silent for a long time.

"Kuchiki Senya, what on earth are you up to?"

Kawasaki Heishiro clutched his stomach, fished a bottle of painkillers from his bosom, and threw them into his mouth.

After taking the medicine, Kawasaki Heishiro finally felt a bit better.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath.

Then, Kawasaki Heishiro supported himself with his hands on the ground, rolled over, and climbed up.

— Author's Notes —

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