Japanese people are very punctual. At two o'clock in the afternoon, three Honda station wagons slowly stopped at the gate of Xunfu Garden.
At that time, I happened to be standing in front of the window on the second floor, staring at the ruined bronze warrior. Obviously, the touch screen keyboard was added later and was labeled by a world-famous computer company. If
Someone had touched the bronze statue before Xiaoyan, and then sealed it completely again. Who could that person be?
I think there is only one person who can do this, that is the eldest brother Yang Tian.
The keyboard is linked into a strong and thick copper base. If you want to know its secrets, you have to at least cut the entire sculpture into pieces. During the last disassembly process, we did not dig out the secrets of the bronze statue in one go. Now we
There is no time for this either.
In the ever-increasing struggle between rivers and lakes, certain mysterious events are just trivial introductions. We live in the human world, and we can only "put people first and fight against others" in everything. For example, "The Wrath of the Sun God" is used as a metaphor.
For example, it is precisely because of people's competition that it becomes extremely precious. In fact, many people are fighting for it one after another, but they don't know the meaning of its existence.
"Brother Feng?" Su Lun went upstairs gently.
"Su Lun, the car outside is sent by the Japanese. Be careful, big shots are not easy to deal with." I felt extremely heavy. After all, the people of the Sharpshooter Club who were about to come were also a huge force in the world. Once
The two families started fighting, and the small Xunfu Garden was almost reduced to ruins.
This is the property left by Big Brother and Scalpel. Apart from Su Lun and I, I don’t want any outside force to destroy it.
"I know. In fact, I came here to say sorry to you." Su Lun came close to me, held my arm, and rested her head on my shoulder. There was a faint fragrance on her body, which made me feel for a moment.
of intoxication.
"Why are you saying sorry? Is it because of Yan Xun?" I responded to her with a smile.
"Yes, in fact, I should have told you her true identity. After the tragic helicopter collision that shocked the world, my master used extreme methods to transplant her soul into the computer, making it eternal in the form of sound.
Exist. Therefore, the real "Three Flying Heroes" are composed of two real people, Xiao Keleng and me, plus a third illusory voice. She is a natural spy talent, just like Xiaoyan is a natural super hacker.
.She is affiliated with the U.S. Pentagon intelligence system, but she is the super advisor of the entire spy network. More than 40,000 pieces of global intelligence are processed through her thinking system every day, and then she is compiled and sorted out, doing macro-associative thinking, and reported to the supreme leader.
"
Su Lun's voice was filled with a touch of sadness. It is the most heartbreaking thing for a genius to suffer a misfortune.
I held her slender waist: "Don't be sad, God is the most unfair but also the most fair. If you have a mind like her, coupled with your appearance, Xiao Kereng's ability, and Tianxiang Jubei's martial arts
...Then what force is there in the world that can stop this extremely excellent combination? The only way is to let her be invincible and run amok, right?"
Su Lun nodded and stared at the car outside the gate.
I continued: "I always feel that the eight words in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, 'If they unite for a long time, they will divide, and if they divide for a long time, they will unite.' These eight words are really correct. Looking back at many famous events in the history of the earth, there are many people who want to dominate the world.
It will suddenly fall when it is the most dazzling and powerful, just like Germany during World War II——" Suddenly, I shuddered deeply.
"What's wrong?" Su Lun raised his head with concern.
For a moment, I thought of the person I met when I traveled through the mirror. History records that he had committed suicide by drinking a bullet in his villa, but I clearly saw that he was still alive and well, but in the gap between the two mirrors.
Here. If he could break out like us at the right opportunity, wouldn't it be another disaster for the earth?
"I thought of a person, but he may have been turned into powder in the explosion of 'Asian Gear'. Not everyone is as lucky as us." I covered it up vaguely.
"The most unfair and fairest? Brother Feng, what you said is both a tongue twister and a profound illusory philosophy." Su Lun smiled and patted the unrecognizable bronze statue, "I asked Xiao Xiao to take it away.
, a good piece of art was ruined by Xiaoyan again. Do you know? Those weird things I bought from Xianyang were originally sent to Cairo in batches, but he got them all in my name under false pretense.
I don’t know where he moved to. Alas, this guy has become a worry for everyone, making Sister Yanxun extremely sad——"
If this stone cannot be removed, it seems that Su Lun will never be truly happy.
A slender middle-aged man got out of the car, shook the gray mink coat he was wearing, looked up at the main building for a while, then walked through the door with his head held high.
Behind him, a dozen tough young men followed closely, their clothes were bulging, and they all had hidden firearms.
"Is it him?" I couldn't help but laugh in surprise.
"Who?" Su Lun was stunned for a moment, stared at the middle-aged man for a few times, and suddenly realized, "The most famous knife-smith in Japan? Really?"
I smiled and nodded: "Yes, he has a very Chinese martial arts name - Dragon Sword."
The big shot is so powerful that he actually asked Tu Long Dao to lead his troops to the Xunfu Garden. He must be subtly diverting and dissolving some of my angry views on the Japanese. Tu Long Dao and I are sympathizing friends.
The nationality differences between them are very weak.
Su Lun sighed: "Brother Feng, the big man's scheming is simply unfathomable. Every time he does something, he probably has to consider the continuity in at least a few months or a few years. It's you who should be careful, don't
I fell into all these traps, big and small. In my opinion, the Divine Gun Club is still far from being able to compete with the big guys just relying on their passion!"
Her view is more pertinent. After all, this is Japan, and it is impossible for any non-governmental organizations or mafia forces to be enemies of the state power.
"You mean, this 'Wrath of the Sun' will eventually belong to the Japanese royal family?" I really want to hear Su Lun's judgment.
"No, I doubt that gems will become Xiaoyan's toys. Brother Feng, a playful child like him, will never let go easily once he finds out that he is holding a good thing that the world's underworld covets. Instead, he will try his best to show off
, until four billion people on earth know his name. What he wants is not money, but to be like you, like the 'King of Tomb Robbers' Yang Tian Daxia, and be famous like the big brother. Alas, he doesn't understand.
Keep a low profile, you are just a child after all——"
In the mouths of Yan Xun, Su Lun, and Xiao Kereng, every time they mentioned Xiaoyan, they always regarded him as a child, which shows the depth of their doting.
The main door of the main building opened with a crash, and the men and horses led by Xiao Lai quickly rushed up and blocked the steps.
In an instant, the young man behind the dragon-slaying knife also drew a gun in his hand, and a tense confrontation immediately formed. The smell of gunpowder in the air was surging, as if just striking a match and throwing it down would immediately cause a loud explosion.
"Little brother, please get out of the way, I'm here to see my friend." Dragon Slayer's lazy voice floated up.
"There are no Japanese friends here, please help yourself." Xiao Lai did not give in. Sun Long and the others were not wrong. At the critical moment, Xiao Lai controlled the scene with ease and ease. He would never say another word or say anything.
He can say a wrong word. This young man must have a bright future in the underworld world.
"Little brother, even if the old man from the Gunslingers Club is here, he still has to give me some respect. Who do you think he is? I will only count to three. If you don't get out of the way, I will tell you to go out sideways."
When Tu Long Dao was young, he traveled around Taiwan, Hong Kong, Macao and Southeast Asia. He was the most famous sharp knife player and had a bad temper. He was called "Thunder Cannon" by the local gangsters. Now, he has matured after all and has
He is very good at suppressing his own fire nature, otherwise Xiao Lai would fall to the ground before finishing a few words.
Countless bullets were being loaded with a crisp sound. Judging from the weapons used by both sides, they were evenly matched. The real key to victory or defeat lay in the change in manpower deployment. According to my observation, there were a total of forty people from the Sharpshooter Club stationed at Xunfu Garden.
There were so many people, there were only sixteen people appearing on the steps with Xiaoyan now. Then, there were at least twenty-four people hiding in the dark and aiming at the dragon-slaying knife. The outcome of the war was absolutely clear.
Su Lun looked out the window and shook his head slowly: "It seems that the two sides cannot fight. Our goal is gems, and it will never be a gang fight. Brother Feng, do you want to go down and have a look?"
Of course I will go down, but I also want to see what the Dragon Sword looks like after being cornered. He is famous for his "fast sword", but after living in seclusion in Mount Fuji and focusing on forging swords, he has not fought with anyone for a long time.
Slowly going down the stairs, with Su Lun meekly accompanying me, this feeling has never happened before, and it cannot be replaced by any girl. For a moment, I actually had the desire to "take Su Lun and retreat to the world"
I am longing for it, but it is just a fleeting thought. If I really think that way, does it mean that I am tired of the world?
"Su Lun, when we finish our work here, we will go back to Cairo immediately, drink wine, plant flowers, read ancient books, and never leave Villa No. 13, okay?" I put aside the swords and swords outside the door for the time being, and there was only Su Lun's smile in my heart.
and tears, and kept holding her hand tenderly.
"Brother Feng, don't forget to call General Tiena. If we can manage our time reasonably, we can get more results, right?" She gently withdrew her hand and did not answer the question I just asked.
His face became solemn and serious.
I was startled: "You don't want to?" I immediately felt a slight sense of frustration.
"I do, but good men are everywhere. We can only wait until all the important things are arranged before we can think about poetry and picturesqueness. It's not too late for our children to love each other, isn't it?" She smiled and distanced herself slightly from me.
I understood what she was thinking. There are currently many crises in Xunfu Park, and the eldest brother is still in the unknown desert. He should never be entangled in the personal relationship between his children. The sentence "A good man has his ambitions in all directions" expresses Su Lun's foresight. She
His deep love for me is not reflected in tenderness, but in doing his best to help me accomplish great things.
"Thank you, Su Lun." I suddenly cheered up.
Perhaps it was because he revisited his old place and was more or less influenced by Guan Baoling that he was surrounded by fatigue. After Su Lun's warning, he immediately woke up and no longer indulged in the past.
Su Lun smiled slightly: "No, we have to stay together for the rest of our lives. How can we do such a skyscraper without laying a good foundation? Brother Feng, Xiao Xiao and I have the opinion that the Japanese should live in the west wing of the main building until the management
Master has arrived and arranged to stay in the east wing. If anyone wants to cause trouble on purpose, call the police immediately to arrest them."
I nodded. With her and Xiao Kereng discussing it together, everything can be handled cleanly without any further trouble.
The stalemate at the door has not changed. When I pushed aside the men of the Sharpshooter Association and walked out, Dragon Saber, whose face was full of wrinkles, laughed loudly: "Feng, my good brother, we meet again."
His smile is not friendly, because his whole face is covered with deep wrinkles like long knives, and his narrow eyes and thin straight lips are like a handle of unsheathed Japanese food.
knife.
I held his hand: "Is meeting under such circumstances a good thing or a bad thing?"
He laughed again, showing his white teeth as sharp as daggers: "Of course it's a good thing - you said last time that you found a good knife, and I came all the way from Mount Fuji to wait for the news. What? Where is that knife? Yes
Isn't it still there?" This is a man who loves swords. When he mentions the sword, he doesn't pay attention to the two sides fighting each other with swords and guns.
I took him to the guest room in the west wing of the main building, and he continued to ask in a lowered voice with great interest: "Feng, the sword you mentioned is the sword belonging to the 'Ten Saints of Kigami-ryu'. It is absolutely priceless. Also,
Before the famous swordsmen in ancient times died, they would bury the martial arts they had learned throughout their lives in their tombs. The value of those materials is no less than the sword. I have already thought about it. We brothers will join forces to buy the sword and discover them at the same time.
's tomb to see what else we can find——"
In his eyes, there was an imperceptible greed, but I was still keenly aware of it.
"That knife is in very deep water. Is there any way to get it?" I told the truth and didn't want to lie to him.
"Oh? Underwater? How deep?" His eyes lit up, like a peerless sword that had just been sharpened.
"I can only say it's very deep. Without a depth gauge, I can't even make a rough estimate."
After the Shao brothers died, the power of remote sensing was not completely transferred to me, so I don’t know when I will be able to see the “Ten Saints of Yagami-ryu” and the long swords in their arms for the second time.
The slanting sunlight casts a colorful dazzling light on Tulong Dao's fur coat. In my memory, he is not a person who likes luxury and elegance, and what is most often revealed in his eyes is iron-clad arrogance, but not just that.
That kind of greed.
"Brother Feng, do you mean to say that the 'Ten Saints of Yagami-ryu' are in the 'Tomb of the Undersea God'? This time, the big shot asked me to come to see you for that legendary gem." Sun God
"The Wrath" is Japan's treasure. Even if we cannot obtain it, we will adopt extreme methods of destruction so that no one can return empty-handed."
The decisive attitude he gritted his teeth made me a little contemptuous. People can't help themselves in the world. Once they succumb to the powerful people of the day, they are forced to change their life ideals and become completely different.
Li Bai, the "Immortal of Poetry" in the Tang Dynasty, once said: How can I be so unhappy by being able to bend my eyebrows and bend my waist to serve the powerful? It seems that only by completely getting rid of the word "fame and wealth" can we be strong without desire and become a completely free man. .
"You're right, but I really can't help you with the 'Wrath of the Sun God'. I'm sorry." I just walked him to the door and returned with a depressed look. I happened to see Xiao Lai who was looking confused. Standing in front of the steps, he was stunned.
I didn't want to say anything or explain, so I turned around and entered the living room, then closed the door behind me.
If the people outside are coveting the "Wrath of the Sun" and are willing to fight to the death for gems, and even use heavy firepower to fight - then they are just repeating history that has been repeated countless times, repeating the "artificial wealth" The game of "die, bird dies for food". As the owner of Xunfuyuan Villa, we just want to find our brother Xiaoyan.
"Brother Feng?" Su Lun walked up behind me, put his hands on my shoulders, and kneaded them slowly.
Xiao Kereng walked out of the corner and placed a cup of fragrant mocha coffee on the coffee table beside me: "Mr. Feng, I failed the scalpel and failed to manage the villa well. If you are unhappy, punish me I'm ready."
I realized that my depression made them unhappy, so I immediately wiped away the depressed and depressed expression, and changed to a smiling face: "No, no, Xiao Xiao, it has nothing to do with you. I was just thinking about what would happen to my friends in the world. When interest disputes are involved, everyone immediately changes as a person, and everyone is greedily diverting money.