Sakurai Kogure opened the door of the Japanese-style room, and inside, a man with light makeup on his face, looking at the moonlight and meditating, sat quietly by the window sill, with his eyes closed, his peaceful appearance was somewhere between an artistic painting and "The Legend of the Mountain Monster"
"The vixen who cultivates against the moon - it is indeed strange to use vixen to describe a man, but it seems particularly appropriate when used on this man. The three-point color is as if stolen from those beautiful women, which makes anyone
They all looked pale in front of him.
"It's over. The king is dead. The boy and his accomplices escaped." Sakurai Kogure walked behind the man and sat down to massage his shoulders.
"Is the king dead?" The man's tone was very calm, without the slightest panic as if his general was beheaded in battle.
When a massacre and a killing spree occurred in the hall of the Paradise Pavilion, it was unimaginable that someone could be so calm and watch the scenery from the attic. He did not intervene until the tragedy ended, but just quietly watched the god of death come and go.
"Dead, beheaded, ribs and internal organs completely shattered, no chance of survival." Sakurai Kogure answered the man's question.
The man opened his eyes and looked out the window at the Osaka mountains under the moonlight. After the turmoil caused by human violence disappeared, the silence of the mountains and forests began again under the moonfrost. The large open bronze door on the ground floor was dripping with blood.
The stream flowing under the stone bridge dyed the clear water red.
Seeing that the man had no reaction, Sakurai Kogure paused: "...The general is not dead?"
"You think General Wang died because you didn't know him well enough."
"Then what should we do next? All the dead soldiers in the organization are dead tonight. I'm worried that there will be some commotion in the organization in the near future." Sakurai Kogure rubbed the man's shoulders and whispered.
"Just follow the usual methods, steadily attract money, bribe high-level politicians, develop offline, and then create some trouble for the Sheqi family and let them work around - is there anything you are nostalgic for here?" The man closed his eyes slightly.
My upper eyes relaxed under the magical massage.
"Sir, do you mean the Kukakukan or the Fierce Demons?" Sakurai Kogure was stunned for a moment.
"Of course this is the scene." The man opened his eyes and looked at the crooked cherry blossom tree beside the Shiqiao stream.
Sakurai Kogure shook his head calmly: "Wherever you go, sir, is where I will miss you."
The man said nothing, and there was no smile or satisfaction on his face in response to this answer that was between a show of love and surrender.
After a while, he nodded: "It's a pity. Let's burn it. Since the boy escaped alive, our eagle dog should be here soon."
"I have arranged this in advance." Sakurai Kogure looked out the window at the mountains and forests,
Snow-white car lights appeared on the mountain road in the distance. It was a convoy, and the leader was actually a heavy truck. It was driving hard on the mountain road on the dirt road, and its target was the Paradise Hall where they were.
"The follow-up troops of the organization have arrived. The two billion cash and a large amount of gold remaining in the vault will be transferred within half an hour. The Paradise Hall will be burned down by a fire, leaving no trace for the eight Sheqi families.
A little bit of information."
"Burn it clean. The 'evolution potion' in those corpses is not yet mature. If we want to further control the quantity and intensity, we need an expert to solve it. I just know that there is such a geneticist who can help us. Before the potion matures,
We can't let the Sheqi family know that we can produce these things, otherwise their nerves will be stimulated and they will do something unfriendly to both parties." The man said calmly.
"Sir, I am a little confused. The boy in the hall downstairs showed signs of dragon transformation..."
"It's not because of the 'evolution potion'. He was able to achieve this step entirely because of his potential." Rarely, when he mentioned the boy, who was naturally Lin Nian, a faint smile appeared on the man's face.
Sakurai Kogure's head dropped a little deeper.
"Actually, General Wang has thought of it a long time ago." The man's eyes fell on the photo next to the vase on the low table beside him. He stared at the boy smiling at the girl in the hospital hall: "People like him... only
It only takes a little push to reveal the truest appearance."
"Does it need to be focused on?"
"No." The man shook his head: "For this person, the king has other arrangements - the funds in the Paradise Hall's vault no longer need to be transferred to the temporary stronghold. The money will have a more important use next, and you will need to go there in person.
trip."
He took out a mobile phone from his arms and gently pushed it onto the table. Sakurai Kogure glanced at it with a look of surprise on his face.
She recognized the black website displayed on her phone. It was a platform for criminals and stalkers in the dark zone to party. On the forum called the "Hunter Website", a red post was pinned to the top. It was a wanted notice.
Order, a bounty list.
On the first floor of the post, a photo of tonight's protagonist, the child named Lin Nian, was posted, with a series of dazzlingly long numbers written underneath:
20,0000,0000_JPY￥
"The king publicly offered a bounty to all the 'hunters' in the world ten minutes ago. The bounty of two billion yen will buy this boy's life." The man smiled lightly: "Maybe he is so angry that he faints.
Even if he himself is not here, losing two substitutes in one night is probably a traumatic experience for him."
"The two billion in the Kukokukan is the start-up capital for another recent project." Sakurai Kogure said in a low voice.
"Then stop other projects and shift the focus to the goal of our Lord General." There was no respect or admiration in the man's tone, but only endless malice and ridicule: "What can be better than helping our leader regain his face?
What's more important? A man who has lost his face can't take care of his huge face."
"Won't this family pay too much attention to us?"
"What the hell." The man said, "In this case, they probably have too much time to take care of themselves."
Sakurai Kogure said nothing more. She looked at the posts in the hunter forum on her phone without saying a word, thinking about the possible situation in Tokyo in the next few days - it was difficult for her to think of other situations besides chaos.
Ten minutes ago, this red post had zero replies, but ten minutes later, it has now been pushed to the top. Even the moderator of the hunter website noticed the unusual traffic peak and personally marked the post as red.
Cum.
In the hunter website, every task fund forum post will take a commission of 0.5%. A list of 2 billion yen means that the hunter website can earn a full 10 million yen from this one post alone, but the prerequisite
Is there someone who can successfully complete this task for fund transfer.
Therefore, this post received unprecedented attention in a short period of time. It was so popular that it almost burned through the entire hunter website. It attracted hunters lurking in various countries around the world to this post. While the traffic surged, it also caused a rare
The website was stuck, and thousands of unknown people focused their attention on the young boy's face and silently remembered this face.
Those people are all hyenas and jackals. Now the king has placed a sufficient amount of 'meat' here, telling hunters from all over the world to come and hunt. In a short period of time, the word Tokyo will become a hot search on hunter websites, and
Lin Nian's personal information will also be widely circulated on the dark web.
"The air tickets to Tokyo, Japan, will probably increase slightly next time." The man said, "This city has been quiet for too long, and it's time to get lively."