367: Chapter 367: Test Subject 367: Chapter 367: Test Subject “Father…
Father…
He…
He’s not at ho, he’s overseas.” Possibly because Yusuf Zuck’s deanor had already frightened her, the girl stuttered as she spoke, not even daring to look at Yusuf Zuck.
She was only sixteen, and although she had reached the Grandmaster Realm, her cultivation level wasn’t sothing she had trained for.
Moreover, she had never seen a dead person in her life, especially soone decapitated dead in front of her, so when Yusuf Zuck was killing people in their family courtyard earlier, she had been terrified.
She saw lvin Zuck as a Deity descended to earth.
Her most formidable grandfather had been no match for him in a single move, so how powerful must this lvin Zuck be?
Irresistible, sweeping everything before him, that is the might that looks down upon all living beings.
Thus, subconsciously, she had no thought of resisting, only obedience.
In her Ono Clan, the powerful are respected, and the powerful can have everything.
Of course, her current frail appearance is related to the environnt in which she lives.
She…
In fact, she is just an experint of her grandfather’s, or to say, an incomplete experint.
Within the Ono family, the status of won is very low.
It could be said that throughout Japan, won’s status is very low.
After being married into a household, won have to serve three generations, serving the older ones before the younger ones, and it is very respectful, slave-like service.
She, too, is a woman.
Even with cultivation, it’s only a semifinished product from her grandfather’s experint, so it’s her nature to be weak.
Besides, how old is she?
Only sixteen, hence in her heart, there is no conviction to rebel.
“Your father, what level is he?” Yusuf Zuck asked in a deep voice.
“He…
he’s an eleven-stage Sword Master!”
“Eleven stages?” Yusuf Zuck frowned, not understanding.
“Yes,” said the girl softly.
“And your grandfather, what level is he?”
“Nine stages.”
“Two stages apart?” In an instant, Yusuf Zuck understood that this girl’s father was actually the biggest boss of the Ono family.
“How old are you this year?” As Yusuf Zuck resud driving, he questioned the girl while also contemplating his next move.
“Sixteen.”
Yusuf Zuck took a deep breath in surprise, a sixteen-year-old at the Grandmaster Realm didn’t exist in China, yet here was one in Japan.
He had to figure out how this girl managed to reach the Grandmaster Realm.
“What’s your na?” he asked, watching her through the rearview mirror.
“Yoko Ono.”
“How did you cultivate?
You should be nine stages, correct?”
“No, no, no, I have no stage.
I…
I haven’t cultivated!” Yoko Ono waved her hands repeatedly in denial.
“You’re lying to ?” Yusuf Zuck’s eyebrows shot up; whether soone had cultivated or not might be indistinguishable to others, but he could see it at a glance.
“I…
I really haven’t cultivated,” Yoko Ono said, frightened, her head bowed timidly, “When I was a few years old, my grandfather would feed a certain dicine.
Every so often, he’d take to a research institute for check-ups and inject so liquids into .
I…
I’m an experint!”
“An experint?” Yusuf Zuck was startled, a grandfather using his granddaughter as an experint?
Perhaps sensing Yusuf Zuck’s disbelief, Yoko Ono imdiately explained, “Because I’m his granddaughter, because I’m Yoko Ono.”
Yusuf Zuck found it sowhat baffling, but then it made sense to him.
Because she was his own granddaughter, a successful experint would then beco a true powerhouse for the Ono family.
If not successful, they wouldn’t take her life—they would just have raised a useless person.
Won, it seems, have no status to speak of in the Ono family.
Up ahead on the main street, there was a large presence of military and police as well as roadblocks.
The cars lined up in a long queue, and ambulances and police cars rushed past on both sides of the street.
It seed as if Tokyo was experiencing a terrorist incident, the atmosphere weirdly tense.
Yusuf Zuck pulled the car over to the curb again and donned his clothes inside out, saying, “Get out.”
Yoko Ono didn’t know where Yusuf Zuck was taking her, but character determines fate, so his commands now governed her every move.
After the two disembarked, Yusuf Zuck crossed the street-side flowerbeds and headed toward a nearby clothing mall.
At the sa ti, to avoid attracting attention, he firmly wrapped his arm around Yoko Ono’s waist, and the two walked forward in an intimate, couple-like manner.
Yusuf Zuck whispered, “Buy a new set of clothes and shoes, quietly.
You know what I’m capable of.
If you make a scene, I can release my Flying Sword to take your grandfather’s head.”
“Yes, Yoko will be quiet, please rest assured, lvin Zuck.”
In fact, the entire nation of Japan shares a common flaw: they bully the weak but fear the strong.
The weak can be heavily bullied by them, but those who can bully them are respected as the big brother.
Take Japan and Arica, for example.
The Aricans dropped two atomic bombs on Japan, obliterating two cities.
While the Japanese people actually hate Aricans in their hearts, they highly respect them.
Arica has beco Japan’s big brother, so much so that if Arica sneezed, Japan would hurry to offer a handkerchief.
This is the inherent vice of the Japanese nation: they respect those who bully them.
Conversely, when they bully others and those others indulge them, they think that those countries or nations have no backbone.
Yoko Ono is the traditional type of Japanese woman.
At sixteen, she knows only obedience and endless fear in her life.
She has always been afraid, even before Yusuf Zuck killed her family mbers she was living in fear as an experintal subject.
So even though she has achieved the Grandmaster Realm, she is yet a useless Grandmaster.
Yusuf Zuck entered the mall’s restroom, warning Yoko Ono that her every move would be under his watchful eye.
Believing him, Yoko Ono paid out of her own pocket for new clothes, a new suit, new leather shoes for Yusuf Zuck, and even bought him a hat and sunglasses.
When Yusuf Zuck erged from the restroom again, he had been transford into soone else.
His original clothes were not discarded, as doing so might lead to their discovery, which would an tracking him down.
Besides, those were the new clothes Ruth Wilcox had bought for him, so how could he just throw them away!
“Co here.” As they walked through the mall, Yusuf Zuck once again enveloped Yoko Ono’s waist in his embrace, posing as a couple, while Yoko Ono just obediently remained silent, allowing his arm to encircle her.
Yusuf Zuck inhaled the scent of her body lightly and glanced down at her form; then, he beca sowhat restless.
It had been many days since he had lived like a Monk.
Even though she was only sixteen, at sixteen, she was already a young woman.
Almost subconsciously, his fingers moved, scratching the palm of her hand, and he whispered, “Do you have a safe place to offer shelter?
I have nowhere to stay now.
If you don’t, then I will kill your grandfather.” Yusuf Zuck started to act shalessly; since the tactic was effective, he would, of course, make use of it.
“I…
I…” Yoko Ono opened her mouth and then lightly nodded.
“My parent’s house.
No one has been there for many years; there’s nobody there!”
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