Shuten Solan was wearing a bright red kimono, sitting in an exclusive private room of the restaurant. The antique tatami, the calligraphy and paintings hanging behind him, and the white-faced artist playing the shamisen in front of him, everything was beautiful.
It seemed so peaceful.
Shuten Canglan is more than 190cm tall, which is the standard for a basketball power forward. However, he is also soft by nature, and his handsome face is even better than that of Qingcheng. The most charming thing is the one that reaches his waist.
His long black hair was tied up into a flowing ponytail with a coquettish red rope and hung behind his back. No matter whether he was gay or beautiful, it was difficult to resist his evil appearance.
The newly arrived entertainer in front of her was also noticed by Cang Lan, and her liver was beating wildly. She was already soaked, and even her fluctuating voice contained a bit of desire.
Cang Lan, who was waiting for the meal, rested her chin on the table with one hand, enjoying the power she had when she was not with the Prime Minister. After a while, the waiter brought in a small basket and placed it in front of Cang Lan.
Then he stepped back respectfully.
This is Cang Lan's lunch, which looks like traditional Cantonese morning tea. When Cang Lan was about to open it, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Come in." Cang Lan put down his hand to open the drawer with a slight displeasure. A subordinate in a black suit opened the shoji door, knelt in front of Cang Lan and handed several personnel information into Cang Lan's hands.
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"Your Excellency, when I just checked the flight information from Imperial City to Changshan Qi, I found several suspicious personnel information, and their ticket purchase time showed signs of being changed." The subordinate said respectfully.
"You changed it yesterday, did you just discover it now?" Cang Lan looked through the information, and one sentence made the subordinate feel like he was about to die and broke out in a cold sweat.
"Because they purchase tickets through software, and they purchase tickets in remote areas, the review is a bit slow. However, the plane of these four people has just taken off, so we have time to prepare for encirclement and suppression, or surprise inspection operations." The subordinate tried hard to save it.
"Not bad, now you're going to teach me how to do things." Cang Lan lowered his head and smiled. The subordinate was about to urinate at this moment.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. I hope your Majesty will forgive me! Your Majesty, I'll forgive you!" The subordinate's kowtow almost broke through the tatami.
"Chop your fingers off and I'll forgive you." Cang Lan took out a dantachi from the wide sleeves of his kimono and threw it in front of his subordinates.
Only then did I realize that the subordinate only had 9 fingers left, and the little finger on his right hand was long gone. I guess it was because of the price of saying the wrong thing.
"You're a bastard, someone else must report it next time!" The subordinate cried out in agony, but could only curse in his heart. He picked up the knife with trembling hands, bit his tooth and brushed it, and cut off the little finger of his left hand.
Come down.
The white-faced female artist had performed for the gangsters before, and was very familiar with this kind of finger-cutting scene, so she could continue to play without being surprised.
However, what happened next was something she had never seen before... Cang Lan picked up the bloody little finger, put it directly in his mouth and chewed it, with bright red blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
On the red kimono, even the bones were chewed, just like eating chicken feet.
"There are so many spies during this period. Fortunately, we have monitored the ticket purchase systems and cargo manifests of all air cargo companies in Bigfoot, otherwise it would be difficult to catch these little flies..." Cang Lan, who was chewing her fingers, suddenly stopped.
He saw a photo and stopped at Bu Yaonian's information, "It seems...not just flies, but also slightly larger cockroaches. This guy and the little mixed-race beast just obtained the rank of Human from the Underworld Bureau.
The Thirteen Lords who are champions of military training...
It's so affectionate. Has Mr. Thirteen also come to see his little friend?" Cang Lan looked at the photo and smiled obsessively. In fact, the experience in the baguette country has already shown that Mr. Thirteen is in the whole world.
Monsters, the reputation of the demon hunting organization is already very high.
"Excuse me, sir, how should I deal with this?" The subordinate asked tremblingly, holding the broken finger that was still bleeding.
"Do you still need to ask? Of course we won't let them land. Wasn't there an incident of planes being destroyed with fake passports recently? Wouldn't it be great if we had an 'accident' like this? It would be great to blame all the problems on China.
"Cang Lan swallowed her finger whole and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her finger.
"But there are more than 300 nationals on the plane..." the subordinate said nervously.
Cang Lan looked at the subordinate with a ferocious face and said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that your fingers tasted bad, I would have asked you to chop them all off now. Those are not citizens, but heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country.
Stupid pig, go out and make arrangements to get things done. If you haven't finished it when I come out after lunch, you will be my dinner, understand?" Cang Lan's words frightened his subordinates, who quickly kowtowed and left, rolling and crawling.
After leaving the room, I didn't forget to close the door behind my back.
After finishing the pre-dinner dessert, Cang Lan opened the basket and started to eat the main meal. What she saw in the steaming basket was not steamed buns... but actually the breasts of a girl! The artist playing the three-stringed string.
Zhi was so frightened that he broke the strings and sat there, his whole body twitching like a spasm.
"Shit, my lunch almost got cold." Cang Lan said, picking up the breast and eating it one bite at a time. Don't worry about Cang Lan's bad eating habits. He is a drunken boy among a hundred ghosts.
The Ghost King, commonly known as the Foot Basin, is a famous demon among hundreds of ghosts. He specializes in seducing virgins and cutting off their breasts for food. He is a real virgin killer.
"Sure enough, B+ breasts are not enough, but C and above breasts are too fat, so it's really hard to choose." Cang Lan stood up after finishing her breasts, and walked towards the terrified entertainer, "It's okay.
You're here, otherwise I'll be hungry in the afternoon, don't be afraid, lend me a few bites, be good."
"Ah!!!!" A hoarse scream came from the room.
The Imperial Capital is not that far away from the foot basin, and it is only about a 5-hour flight to Changshanqi, the southernmost tip of the main island of the foot basin. Thirteen and others had lunch on the plane, and it was sushi with some raw fish.
The slices were eaten with plastic chopsticks. It was supposed to be fresh food, but it turned out that it had to be placed in the airplane cabinet for 3 hours before eating. The shelf life on it was written as 6 months... Thirteen felt like eating it.
It's like swallowing preservatives, and the taste is not much different from the "corpse collection" sold in Wal-Mart supermarkets.
"Is it that bad to eat?" Although Lin Xi was born as a young lady, she was not as particular about food as Thirteen.
"It's not that it tastes bad, it's just that I ate four strawberry sundaes for breakfast. They were already cold, and now I'm having cold cuts." Thirteen frowned and complained, but he had already finished eating. "Did you bring any paper?"
"Is this your first time flying? There is one in the toilet." Lin Xi retracted his legs in disgust and let Thirteen out. The movement of passing by made the wretched middle-aged uncle wake up.
"Okay... how dare you..." The uncle who had reacted looked at Lin Xi and was about to yell, when Shisan walked up to him and punched him, knocking the guy unconscious again.
Thirteen rushed to the bathroom on the plane. It was the first time to turn on the toilet on the plane. Thinking about it, I was a little excited. I wonder if the poop will be thrown out like on the train, and if it hits someone,
It would be a joy to hear and see it on your head.
Thirteen happily sat on the toilet, wondering what was going on in his head. The time on the plane was boring. Humans who were not allowed to use mobile phones experienced the life of short-lived Flintstones. Lin Xi packed his luggage very late, some
I was tired, so I asked for a blanket and put it on my legs, then turned my head to the window and fell asleep.
Drowsily, Lin Xi felt that her laughter had stopped. When she opened her eyes, she saw a huge pupil staring inward from the small airplane window. If it were the second little girl of Lin Xi's age, she would be shocked on the spot.
He was so frightened that he fainted, but Lin Xi instantly unbuckled his seat belt and was ready to fight at any time.
"Hey, wake up." Lin Xi raised his foot and kicked the mouse who was sleeping with a blindfold in the front seat.
"What are you doing? Are you here yet?" The mouse took off his blindfold, turned his head sideways in a daze, and suddenly glanced out the window of the plane. He was so frightened that he shouted, "Fuck! It's such a big dead head!"
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Mouse is not Lin Xi. He has almost never participated in the task of catching ghosts. When he woke up, he saw a 2-meter-diameter human head outside the cabin, pressing tightly against the plane as it took off. If he didn't scare the shit out of him, even if his asshole was tight.
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It didn't matter that Mouse yelled. All eyes were turned over. Near the window, the passengers all rolled and fled to the corridor. Only some Erbi young men actually took out their unlocked mobile phones and took pictures frantically.
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The stewardess was frightened, but she still wanted to ask the passengers to stay calm. The restroom was also closed. A stewardess patted the toilet door of Shisan, but she shouted in Japanese, "Ichiku! Ichiku!"
"Stop taking pictures, I'm going to be in trouble soon! Really, even having a poop doesn't make you feel at ease." Thirteen was sitting on the toilet, folding his fingers.
Suddenly, the flying head flew away from the fuselage, swung in the air, and hit the fuselage. The whole plane shook violently. Some passengers who were not wearing seat belts were thrown to the top of the plane and then fell down.
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In an instant, the sound of the alarm spread throughout the cabin. Oxygen masks fell in front of every seat. The children were frightened and cried. Even the young man from Erbi quickly sat down and buckled his seat belt.
Hitting the last Weibo post... well, two strokes will lead to death...
The stewardess in front of the restroom door was hit hard, but her professionalism made her lie on the ground and pat the restroom door, "Sir, are you okay? Please answer me! Sir, please come out quickly!"
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yoneda did it to me! Fuck you!" Thirteen groaned in pain in the bathroom, which was even worse than when he saw an evil ghost.