After hearing Lin Qiye's plan, An Qingyu couldn't help but ask:
"This plan is indeed a bit crazy. Do we need to go to this point?"
"It's necessary." Lin Qiye glanced at Baili Pangpang, who was still sleeping, and said calmly, "I'm okay. You have been in this country for two years, lurking, hiding, and planning. We have been mice for too long.
, I have been dormant for too long, and I should leave now. Of course, I must get back all the debt I owed before.
Moreover, Baili Fatty's sleeping and Cao Yuan's imprisonment, we haven't settled these accounts with them yet.
Now that you have decided to do something, then do it in a big way!
Let this country always remember our presence at night.
The oracle calls anyone who dares to hurt our team
Then we,
Just turn everything about them upside down!"
Lin Qiye stood there, looking at the city outside the window, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
"I know, I'll take action now."
An Qingyu hung up the phone.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window at the edge of the Pure Land, looking at his reflection in the mirror, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Qingyu, what happened?" Jiang Er floated to his side, "All the data has been uploaded, and all the equipment has been shut down. You can start the pure land's self-destruction program at any time."
"There's no need to self-destruct, at least not now." An Qingyu pushed up his glasses. He looked down at the super city below him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly,
"Our final performance in this country is about to begin."
In the private room of the club.
Haruki Amamiya sat cross-legged on the ground, with her knees on Yubeng's side, her eyes closed tightly, as if she was meditating.
There were two knocks on the door. After a moment, the door was pushed open. Lin Qiye stood outside the door and spoke seriously to Amamiya Haruki:
"Amamiya, lend me Yubeng."
Amamiya Haruki opened his eyes and looked at Lin Qiye with doubts in his eyes, but even so, he still did not hesitate at all and simply handed the dark blue long knife on his knee to Lin Qiye before speaking.
asked:
"what you up to?"
Lin Qiye took Yubeng and smiled slightly, "I'm going to help you clear the last obstacle."
Amamiya Haruki froze on the spot.
Before he could figure out what Lin Qiye meant, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something and spoke again:
"By the way, that friend of yours, what's his temper like Furuki Yoshiki?"
"Tempers?" Amamiya Haruki became even more confused, "Why are you asking? Although he is weird, he actually has a pretty good temper."
"Hold a grudge?"
"Don't hold grudges."
"Oh, all right."
Lin Qiye nodded and disappeared in a flash.
Amamiya Haruki looked blankly at the empty room in front of him, recalling the inexplicable conversation just now, and began to wonder if he had not woken up.
"Imori Yuu, right?"
Lin Qiye arrived outside the club's office, saw the figure standing outside the door, and asked.
When Jing Shouyu saw Lin Qiye, he immediately greeted him respectfully, "Yes, Boss Qiye, do you have any orders?"
Lin Qiye was the distinguished guest of the team leader, and also the guest of the entire assassination team. Jing Shouyu did not dare to show any slights.
"I need you to use the plane to help me send someone to Tokyo." Lin Qiye said calmly.
airplane?
Give it away?
Jing Shouyu's expression became troubled.
The assassination team does have planes, and the one Shen Qingzhu flew from Osaka is nearby, but only the team leader has the right to mobilize such things. In the end, Lin Qiye is just a guest. Without the team leader,
Even if it is allowed, you still have no right to use that aircraft.
"Boss Qiye, does the team leader know about this?"
"have no idea."
"In this case, we may not be very good"
"But if you don't send it, your team leader may die in Tokyo." Lin Qiye interrupted Jing Shouyu directly.
I Shouyu froze on the spot.
"Boss Qiye, what do you mean by this?" His brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Your team leader, in order to keep you younger brothers alive, went to Tokyo alone overnight to kill the Oracle." Lin Qiye briefly told what happened, "I think you should have guessed that the team leader is not from this world.
A person from another distant country
But here, his power cannot be fully unleashed.
If we don't help him, he will probably die in Tokyo, and your assassination team will completely lose this leader in the future."
Imori Yu is like a lightning strike!
He stared at Lin Qiye blankly for a long time. The scene of Shen Qingzhu talking under the moonlight last night came to his mind again. He seemed to have figured out something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.
“So that’s how it is”
Jing Shouyu murmured to himself. He took a step back suddenly, knelt down in front of Lin Qiye, pressed his forehead heavily to the ground, and shouted loudly:
"I'm going to help you prepare for the plane!
I will mobilize all the manpower of the assassination team in Kanto to help the team leader! But it will take some time to prepare. Before that
Please,
Be sure to save the team leader!
Really, really please!!”
Ishouyu kowtowed to the ground several times in succession until his forehead was completely red, then he stood up from the ground and sprinted out of the club at the fastest speed in his life!
Lin Qiye looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
In the eyes of these gangsters, Shen Qingzhu's status is really high.
"Qiye, I'm ready."
Jialan was wearing a dark blue Han robe, carrying the black box containing Tianque, and his long black hair was tied up with a red rope, walking quickly from the other end of the corridor.
"Well," Lin Qiye nodded, "Before I go to Tokyo, I have one more thing to get back, so I can only let you go first. How is Pangpang doing?"
"Still the same, no sign of waking up."
"All right."
Lin Qiye sighed, "Jing Shouyu will take you to the plane in a while, I'll leave first."
"Well, see you in Tokyo."
Jialan nodded obediently.
With three knives hanging on his waist, Lin Qiye walked to the parking lot outside the club, picked a car at random, and sped towards a remote area in Hokkaido!
at this time.
In a private room in the club.
Baili Pangpang, who was lying quietly on the bed and sleeping, suddenly had a ray of white light flowing from his abdomen, slowly connecting every vein in his body like a river, and his whole body was immersed in this white light.
Within his Dantian, a handle of jade Ruyi was slowly spinning.