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Gerald Crawford: The Secretly or invisible Rich Man Chapter 2119
With that in mind, Ryugu then turned to look at Gerald again. Quite honestly, he was feeling immensely anxious to the point of finding it hard to breathe since he still had no idea where Endo and Izumi were. Whatever the case was, Ryugu knew that the only cure for his anxiety was by saving his two men and murdering Gerald…

Regardless, Ryugu had accepted the old man’s invitation for a reason. While they were driving over earlier, Ryugu had been thinking about Saburo’s failure to assassinate Fujiko. Were the Yamashitas truly the ones who had intercepted Saburo’s assassination attempt the other day? Why else would Gerald and Fujiko suddenly decide to head here?

Either way, if the Yamashitas really were the masterminds behind all this, then it would definitely explain why he hadn’t been able to locate Saburo’s assailant even after sending out so many men to investigate…

Since the old man had initiated the invitation, this was a n optimal opportunity for him to dig deeper into this! He wasn’t the leader of the Hanyu’s assassination team for nothing!

Whatever the case was, since Ryugu agreed to it, the old man then smiled as he turned to face Gerald while asking, “And how about you, young brother?”

“I’d be glad to. I’ve heard about the Yamashita ninjas for a while now, and it’s an honor to finally be able to meet one,” replied Gerald as he smiled back.

said in his hoarse voice, “My boy, ninjas aren’t real! We’re just a small family on the verge of collapse! There

slight gesture, the shuriken that had earlier been tossed flew right back into his hand! It was almost as though it was being pulled back by an

pocket before turning around and walking further down the barren mountain, his arms against his back…

was just about to follow suit when Takeshi suddenly walked up to him before asking,

dead men. Gritting his teeth, Ryugu simply replied, “… You two wait

and Ryugu quickly caught up with the old

Yamashitas lived at the foot of the barren mountain. Though the village itself seemed rather ancient, there

before a small manor, the old man then pushed the wooden door open while

like, at least in a traditional sense. Before them, was a wooden-paved path, with ponds and plants on both