The big red letters K.O. appeared, and the ink marks below were smooth and natural. Chunli was defeated simply and neatly.
The hands of the young man holding the game controller shook unconsciously. He was already numb from losing.
"That's it? That's it, that's it..."
The expected taunting message was sent quickly. Yuan Zhisheng directly pressed the power button on the handle, and the screen instantly went black.
“Brother’s delicious food~”
Eriki held up her small notebook. She had been reading their conversation carefully before, and now she had learned a few words.
"No way, it's obviously that guy's words that were too shameless, which affected my performance."
Yuan Zhisheng never makes excuses for his failures, but this is in front of his sister, how can he be so embarrassed?
Well, his face was already swollen from the guy who was just as good at beating Street Fighters as he was making taunts.
However, if he really dares to come to Japan, he will definitely bring all the gangsters in his family to "welcome" him properly.
Yuan Zhisheng has thought about this more than once. Since he can't beat him in the game, let's have a real-life Street Fighter.
By the time……
…………
"It's boring, senior brother, senior, go to bed early."
The boy stretched out his hand, yawned, and climbed back onto the bed to read the One Piece manga.
Although the opponent's skills are not bad, he has become a little numb after playing many times and winning. Sometimes, you have to admit that if you are a little worse than others, you will lose.
"okay."
Fingel readily agreed. He didn't expect that the other party could continue to withstand so many waves of taunts and only went offline now. He was definitely a ruthless person. Fortunately, he would not go to the other side of the Pacific across the network cable to hit him.
The good-for-nothing senior student silently decided in his heart that he would not be able to go to Japan for at least the next few years to avoid the limelight.
As for Junior Li who is about to go on a mission, he is different. He is about to find someone else's fault. Who dares to disturb Tai Sui? He doesn't want to live anymore.
Chu Zihang responded softly. He had almost finished flipping through the book "The Chrysanthemum and the Knife", and he could remember almost all the contents in the book.
However, if you want to truly understand the country of Japan, this Yamato nation, especially a huge underworld organization like the Sheqi Eight Families, you still have to rely on on-site research.
He seemed to regard this trip to Japan as a rigorous academic research, and was only prepared to collect detailed and real data samples for modeling and analysis.
That's outrageous.
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Rome, Italy
Frost Gattuso, the acting head of the Gattuso family, was looking at the natural scenery of the distant suburbs in a corridor of the old castle. He was holding a tall glass wine glass in his hand, and the scarlet wine was gently swaying. 90
Vintage Romanée-Conti is brewed from Pinot Noir grapes originating from Burgundy estates in France. It is rare and precious.
In the eyes of top powerful people, only rare, limited, limited edition and the like are attractive to them. This is not limited to the value of the item itself, but enjoying it is a manifestation of status.
In this era of declining royal power, they prefer to use this method to highlight their noble status.
Just like Frost, he is not only immersed in the dream world brought by the graceful taste of Romanee-Conti, but also immersed in the atmosphere where power and power are intertwined.
He had just negotiated with wealthy businessmen from all over the world to invest more than 20 billion US dollars in a research and development project related to new lithium metal battery technology. Everyone was enjoying themselves at the party, and no one mentioned the contracting rights for the project or the management rights after the technology was developed.
, usage rights or intellectual property rights, but they have quietly carved out their own part of the cake.
This is what the head of the Gattuso family should be like. He only needs to hold a simple gathering and give a speech, and he can continuously collect the world's wealth in the palm of his hand.
"Sir, there is news from Kassel College that the family heir, Master Caesar, will soon visit the Japanese branch with a delegation."
A young secretary in a black suit and white shirt walked down the corridor and appeared next to him. He had thick and dazzling blond hair, and his forehead hair covered his eyes.
"What? Angers, this bastard, how dare you send the only heir of the Gattuso family to carry out such a dangerous mission?"
Frost roared in an instant. He smashed the goblet angrily on the Roman beige limestone floor and broke into countless pieces of glass. The priceless scarlet wine flowed like a winding river, and the fragrant fruity aroma overflowed.
"Principal Angers said that this mission will be led by the orthodox true monarch, with Master Caesar as his deputy. The safety of the mission will be guaranteed by the executive department commissioner throughout the entire process."
The secretary's words immediately calmed down Frost's furious face, and thoughts flashed in his eyes.
The name Orthodox sounds familiar. Yes, that mysterious hybrid organization in the ancient eastern country. Have they actually begun to participate in these disputes?
Frost has always been curious and awed by this organization. The Gattuso family has set up expedition teams to China many times to explore the tombs of several dragon "princes". Each time they were approached by the orthodox guardians of the tombs.
The middleman returned without success. But he also got a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of orthodoxy.
Without the use of space-based weapons for targeted strikes, it would be difficult for the mixed-race soldiers hired by the Gattuso family to defeat those swordsmen in black who have practiced ancient martial arts since childhood. Their swords are so fast that they can even block within a certain extent.
Drop the bullet.
"In that case, let's ask Caesar what he wants. If a man from the Gattuso family says he doesn't want to, no one can force him."
Frost smiled gracefully.
"Master Caesar did not wait for the family's reply and already unilaterally agreed."
The cold secretary's words directly caused a smile to freeze on his face, which was very strange.
"Like his father, he is not a reliable guy." The man muttered in a rare voice, thinking of a certain old stallion who was diligently sowing seeds all over the world.
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"Zhao Xi!"
The handsome boy, who had put on a brand new dark green school uniform and had the Half-Dead World Tree emblem embroidered with silver thread on his chest, was waving enthusiastically forward.
"Master!"
Sitting on the oak bench in the dining hall, the cute girl with her white calves swinging happily in the air looked up and saw the boy. She didn't even have time to bite off the noodles in her mouth, so she trotted to Li Yongyuan's side.
"Have you gained weight recently?"
The boy raised his head and laughed, completely ignoring the surprised looks of the students around him.
What kind of strange combination is this, a noble prince from China and his little maid? Didn’t the Qing Dynasty fall at the beginning of the last century?
"have no idea."
The cute girl shook her head.
"But the food in the school cafeteria is delicious, and the lady who cooks it is a nice person. She always gives me extra food."
The beautiful girl in a dark green school skirt raised her head, smiled sweetly, and narrowed her big and smart eyes into crescent moons.
"That's good, you can buy whatever you want to eat. Can you make me poor by yourself?"
Li Longyuan put his hands on his chest. This was abroad, and he couldn't let the little girl who came with him suffer.
"No, if Zhao Xi can make a living on his own, you also have to work hard. The competition in the academy is fierce."
The little girl retorted, and Li Longyuan frowned.
"A sister told me that when Senior Brother Fingel came in, his bloodline was A-level and he was brilliant. But when we first met him, he was almost a beggar." Zhao Xi was obviously frightened by Fingel's fate.
, thinking this is the result of him not working hard to make progress in the academy.
Li Longyuan raised his eyebrows. It turned out that the bloodline rating of the useless senior brother was A. It seemed that he must have an unspeakable past.
The boy thought this, but did not intend to go into details. Who doesn't have a little secret that is not known to the public? He has the personality of a black emperor hidden in his body. Didn't he tell others?
Even for Zhao Xi, a naive girl, her life experience is probably very tortuous.
"Senior Brother Fingel is a rare person. It's similar to how only one famous eunuch, Wei Zhongxian, emerged among so many eunuchs in ancient China. Bah, no, this metaphor is inappropriate. It's the same as eating screws from a steamed bun.
The probability is equally small.”
Li Longyuan stretched out his fair and slender fingers and pressed on the cute little girl's head. Looking at her somewhat blank eyes, he changed his words.
"I know, that is to say, as long as I don't eat the screws from the steamed bun, the young master will not become a beggar." The little girl seemed to understand.
Where does this all fit in? It’s simply ridiculous logic.
Li Longyuan only felt tired and reluctantly agreed without saying a word.
I don’t know how she walked out of the ghost cave alive. I guess those guys were pretty naive.
"Zhao Xi, why are you in the cafeteria again? Didn't you just have lunch?" Two girls came over together, both wearing Kassel College uniforms.
Susie and Nono.
"No, no."
Zhao Xi was like a greedy cat who was caught cheating. He subconsciously hid behind Li Longyuan's shoulder and poked half of his head out to observe the situation.
"Can't you wipe the food residue from the corner of your mouth first before you quibble?"
Susie stretched out her hand and gently wiped her plain white face clean with a handkerchief.
The two of them immediately raised their hands to say hello to Li Longyuan. Chen Motong looked at the handsome boy with a warm smile in front of him, and it was difficult to match him with the "tyrant" who in his memory had opened his terrifying golden eyes and fired indifferently.
"Classmate Li, are you here specifically to see Zhao Xi?"
Su Qian was the first to speak, and they obviously became good friends who talked about everything in the same dormitory. They also learned about some kind of "special" relationship between Zhao Xi and Li Longyuan. Of course, what they learned from Zhao Xi was the good things about this boy.
Character.
"Ah, yes, I'm going to Japan for a mission soon. I want to ask Zhao Xi if he wants to go with me."
After all, Zhao Xi came with him, so it would not be good to leave her alone in an unfamiliar place.
"Well!"
The girl blushed when she heard this and didn't know what she wanted to say.
"Classmate Li, we recently signed up for the freshman beauty pageant with Zhao Xi, and it will start in a few days." It was Su Qian who spoke for her.
Li Longyuan's eyes suddenly turned weird. Is there still such a weird competition held in the academy?
Of course, and with the full support of the vice-chancellor.
"Okay, I'll ask you to take good care of her. Just put the daily expenses on my card." Mr. Li has always maintained his reputation as a boy who spreads money. I can only say that Zhengtong is really rich.
"I will." The two girls agreed, and after a while they said goodbye.
"It seems that Zhao Xi has made some good friends!" The boy sighed as he looked at their leaving figures.
That's fine. I'm not sure whether the trip to Japan is dangerous or not. If she stays here, she will be suppressed by the Word Spirit and Commandment Field, and Zhao Xi's own safety and that of others will be guaranteed.
Li Yongyuan never regarded this little girl as a dead soldier. She should have a beautiful life of her own.