Tprm 1153

 However, at this moment, Kanagawa Suke-san could not say a word, he could feel a distinct feeling of suffocation, even though he was already trying desperately to breathe, he still could not get any air.


                For several minutes, Chen Ge sat across the room and watched. The old man, however, looked as if nothing had happened, making tea and drinking water, occasionally picking up a book from the side and reading it twice, while the henchman had long since cowered in fear, not daring to move.


                Kanagawa Suke-San was suffocating and gradually lost his life.


                The moment before he died, the hand he held around his neck was still trembling hard, and to his death, he didn't know exactly how he had been killed. He didn't even understand why he was suddenly so suffocated that he couldn't even draw a bit of air into his lungs.


                "Strength is really good." When Kanagawa Suke-San was dead, the old man then tossed the book aside and said to Chen Ge with a smile.


                "In front of your old man, this is not as good as a carving skill." Chen Ge scratched his head with some embarrassment, after all, he had seen this old man in front of him burning flames out of thin air in his palm. This was a true expert.


                "What's that smell?" The old man was just about to speak when he suddenly sniffed his nose and said with a frown.


                "Why does it smell like urine?" Chen Ge also gradually smelled it, not to mention this smell, for someone of their strength, it was the smell of sweat, they could easily smell it.


                "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back ......" the henchman shivered, having witnessed the tragic death of Kanagawa Suke-San, he simply couldn't bear the excitement, even his physiology had lost some control.


                "Go away, I won't kill you." Chen Ge waved his hand.


                "Really ......" The henchman looked as if he had seen the light from the brink of death. And a little unbelieving what Chen Ge said, he could only repeat the question.


                Chen Ge nodded his head.


                He immediately got up and limped towards the outside, and the moment he went out, he decided that he must leave the Japanese country and find someone to live with that no one knew, otherwise he could be chased by Chen Ge at any time.


                "Just let him go?" The old man was a little surprised, "It wouldn't be very good for you if he left here and told the world what happened here."


                "Haha, I just said I wouldn't kill him, but I didn't say he would leave here alive." At that, Chen Ge laughed and said.


                "Go and sort it out." The old man lifted his dry palm and waved it at the clansman standing at the door, saying indifferently.


                Getting the order. The clansman immediately chased him out, and in a short while, a miserable scream could be heard from outside. A dozen seconds later, the man reappeared and knelt down on one knee to the old man. Saying, "Elder, it has been settled."


                "Well, get rid of their bodies." The old man nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the corpse of Kanagawa Suke-San next to him, and gave the order again.


                Once the corpse of Kanagawa Suke-San was dragged out, the old man told the clan to close the door to the living room.


                "This man, I believe, is the young master of the Kanagawa clan?" The old man asked as he took a sip of tea and looked at Chen Ge.


                "That's right. That's him." Chen Ge nodded his head and said honestly.


                "Then you did a good job indeed, doing it here. It does save you a lot of trouble." The old man nodded along and whispered.


                "It's just that I've caused trouble for the old man." Chen Ge smiled a little embarrassed.


                The Yamashita family was the best place he thought to dispose of Kanagawa Suke-San, which was why he had brought them here directly.


                "What's the trouble, it's just a little thing, if someone follows through and finds this place. I'll just say you left when you were in our clan and I don't know where those two from the Kanagawa clan went." The old man smiled and waved his hand.


                "By the way old man, there is something else I need to talk to you about this time I came over." After talking about this. Chen Ge's expression turned a little more serious.


                "Go ahead." The old man nodded his head.


                "I've found a way to be able to ascend to the Phantom Dragon Island." Chen Ge took a deep breath, every time he thought about it, he would feel like his heart was being pinched so hard that it was hard to breathe.


                "Then why are you still sitting here, hurry up and go and save your parents and sister, that old thing Chen Ducang. What a beastly thing to do, to be able to tie up his son and daughter-in-law and use them to threaten you, his grandson!"


                The old man looked aghast. He hurriedly urged.


                "The Hai Dong clan has placed everything about the You Long Island within the ancient spell ruins in South Vietnam, so as long as I reach there, I will be able to get the news." Chen Ge smiled lightly, although he had only met the old man in front of him a few times, he could feel from him the care from his elders, something Chen Ge had not felt for a long time.


                "The ancient Dharma traces of South Vietnam."


                The old man frowned in thought for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "I've never heard of this place, I think you'll have to waste some things if you find it and then go in, and it's such a magic trace. It's not that easy if you want to go in."


                "I've been there." Chen Ge said in a deep voice.


                "How about that, easy?" The old man's expression became a little more relaxed.


                "Hmm. It was probably because I had the power of the Ninth Turning Yuan Shen inside me, so the man who was guarding the magic sign inside treated me with great respect, and said that everything inside was mine. I could take anything I wanted and leave with it."


                "But having been there a few months ago, I don't know what this is because of." Chen Ge shrugged, that had always been the mystery in his mind.


                "What do you care about that, go and get the secret of the Phantom Dragon Island first!" The old man's voice was a little urgent, not only did he want to help this old friend's grandson, he also wanted to see why the original Chen Doucang had become what he was now.


                "I'm going to wait until I've helped the Futaba family resolve the situation in front of me before I act." Chen Ge shook his head again, "I went to contact them because of the Sea Dong Clan and the You Long Island, and now that I know the situation, I can't just walk away."


                "Then how are you going to help?" The old man asked.


                "The least I can do is to help them with the situation in front of them." Chen Ge had always held the Futaba clan in high regard, and if it wasn't for Takuya and Fei Shuo, there was no way he would have known that the secrets of the Hai Dong clan were hidden in the ancient magic relics.


                Even if he would learn of it by chance when he went there later, by that time, everything would be over, and his parents and sister might have already been in the hands of the Chen family, suffering and tormented, and it was unknown whether they would even survive.


                "I can get the family to help." The old man thought for a moment and said.


                "It's better to settle the Kawauchi family first, I'm not very comfortable with this family." Chen Ge pondered for a while and said.


                "You can go about your business first, let the family step in to help you, and then come back to clean up the Kawauchi family after your side of things is settled." The old man followed suit and thought for a while, almost a minute, before speaking.