The huge Boeing 747-400 flies over the black clouds like a late-night migratory bird. The flashing beacon lights illuminate the rolling sea of clouds blood red. Star trails flow quietly in the night sky, and the sea of clouds dims in the distance.
The end of the sky is connected with the sky, and it is impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth.
In the economy class, Old Tang, who was sitting next to the porthole, yawned and glanced sideways at the clouds outside the porthole. The weather was clear tonight, with light clouds and light wind. You could see the large and bright full moon, which was a bit exaggerated. Listen to
It is said that this is a phenomenon caused by the moon passing too close to the Earth. It is called a 'super moon' in the scientific community and can be observed throughout the northern hemisphere.
super moon.
Old Tang thought of Super Shopping Mall, Super Lotto and Super Saiyan for no reason. He felt that anything with the word "Super" would become much cooler. The last one best expresses this point of view. Don't you see the Saiyan?
The normal combat power is 3 million. Add a super and it goes straight to 150 million.
He still remembers that the target of his mission this time was specifically called a mixed race... mixed race? They seem to be the top batch of mixed race people. What are they, super hybrids?
Old Tang laughed out loud because of his divergent thinking. The girl wearing sunglasses sitting next to him glanced at him coldly and ignored him. She was studying the Japanese travel brochure with a hand beside her feet.
Black suitcase.
The final destination of this flight was Tokyo's Narita Airport. It was March and cherry blossoms were blooming again. Most of the passengers on the plane were traveling and chatting with each other, talking about Japan's scenic spots and historical sites and the blooming flowers.
He fell down, flipping through newspapers and magazines and teasing his female companion.
Surprisingly, Old Tang also noticed that most of the passengers on this flight were above the passing line in terms of appearance. He had already caught a glimpse of no less than five or six girls who were eye-catching, wrapped in exotic charms.
There were beauties with Arabic chocolate skin in white gauze, as well as fashionable girls wearing white high-top shoes, and the ones that excite him the most were the twin sisters diagonally in front of them, with their heads leaning against each other and dozing off with their fingers.
Locked together.
Sure enough, Japan is a country full of miracles. They say that if you go to a country with cherry blossoms in full bloom during the tourist season, you have a high chance of falling in love. Even before I fly over the sea of Japan, I already feel wrapped up in the taste of love.
.
If he was worried about what he was most worried about before this mission, he was probably worried that the person sitting next to him, who had only bought an economy class ticket, would be a greasy uncle with body odor. But now this problem has been solved, because the passengers sitting next to him are also
A young and beautiful girl, although most of her face is covered by sunglasses, her flaming red lips and delicate contours have exposed the beauty of her youth.
Old Tang twisted his body happily and lay comfortably on the seat, thinking comfortably about how to strike up a conversation with the cold and beautiful girl next to him. A day ago, he was in the barren desert, and now he is
I embarked on a trip to Japan with a beautiful woman on a plane. Life is so unpredictable and unexpected.
The cold and beautiful girl sitting next to Old Tang seemed to be aware of the unscrupulous heart of the man next to her. She frowned without leaving any trace, folded the corner of the newspaper with her fingers, and finally sighed and said: "You really don't know anything.
I don’t know, are you here specially for a trip?”
Old Tang was startled for a moment, pointed to himself and looked around (even though it was stupid to do so, because his seat was by the porthole): "Are you talking about me?"
"certainly."
"Why?"
"Oh, you are so lucky not to know anything."
In the surveillance room, Potato Chip Girl crossed her legs and Mai Shutoku looked at the old Tang and the cold and beautiful girl in the Boeing 747-400 on the screen and sighed together.
"Did he really want to travel to Japan out of the blue?" Potato Chip Girl asked on the swivel chair as she looked at the frustrated Old Tang who was chatting with him.
"I don't know." Mai Shutoku put her legs up on the table. The potato chip girl beside her was stunned for a moment and quietly pulled her legs back and muttered something that even the long-legged female ninja beside her couldn't hear clearly.
, mostly bad words from herons, long-legged monsters and the like.
"But the configuration of this flight is really luxurious." Mai Shutoku lay on the swivel chair and stretched her graceful figure, looking down at each surveillance area of the Boeing 747 flight and each passenger on several screens.
Their faces fell clearly into her eyes: "The 'Twins' in New York, the 'Sand Rose' in New Delhi, the 'Lucky One' in Chongqing... they are all people who can make a name for themselves among hunters. Look.
After the Miscellaneous Fish Troops tested the waters, the real hunters couldn't bear it any longer."
"But what does this have to do with us? The 'S'-level guy is being taken care of by another group of people, right? Why do we have to go to Japan with him all the time? My SPA membership card in Hawaii has expired and the limit has not been used up.
Well, I heard that there is a promotion recently where you can buy 5,000 and get 500 free." The potato chip girl tore open another bag of braised beef flavored potato chips with dissatisfaction, and three or four chips popped out due to excessive force. The female ninja on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands.
He stretched out his hand, pinched it between his fingers, came close to his face, bit a piece into his mouth, ate it, and finally licked his fingers.
"Is the accountant still short of money? If you tell me this, you will laugh out loud." Mai Shutoku joked: "Well, it's the same when going to Japan. The SPA in Hawaii may not be as good as the one in Japan. The latter
Maybe there’s a special local flavor, wouldn’t you like a handsome cowherd to massage your back with essential oil?”
"It sounds like I'm a little over 18 years old. I don't know if I can withstand the stimulation, but I still hope that the handsome guy who pushes me on the back is a Kimura Takuya style." Forced by her ladylike attitude, the potato chip girl still pretended to be reserved.
He hesitated for a moment, but then he immediately turned around and started talking about the business. He looked at Old Tang who looked dejected on the screen after failing to strike up a conversation: "Does the boss really know how dangerous this thing is running around? If he hadn't ordered us
Keep an eye on him at all times, I don't want to fly to Japan, Japan is in dire straits right now."
"You also know that it was the boss who gave the order. Even if the boss asks us to get into the frying pan, we maids will still have to pour water. Japan is nothing to worry about." Mai Shutoku briskly finished the few potato chips she held between her fingers.
Then she reached into the bag in Potato Chip Girl's arms. Potato Chip Girl still wanted to avoid it, but for a ninja, when others discovered her intention, her action had already been completed, and a large piece of potato chip bag was missing out of thin air.
.
"And why is she also on this flight? Doesn't it mean that Japan's muddy water has stirred up two groups of people like us?" Potato Chip Girl glanced at the cold and beautiful girl on the screen, and then tore apart irritably.
He opened a bag of potato chips and threw the potato chips that Shutoku Mai had grabbed to her in disgust.
"She." Mai Shutoku took the potato chips and looked at the beautiful girl beside Old Tang on the screen who was busy reading newspapers and magazines: "Although she is a big trouble, we don't want to touch her.
, I’m sure she won’t bother us. Besides, the two billion offer on the hunter website is really huge this time, so it’s reasonable to lure her out.”
"She also wants to take the two billion bonus? You have to know that her man and that 'S'-level brat are the same as each other."
"No, did you see the box at her feet? She was just here to deliver the 'express'. The 'S'-level boy entered the 'dungeon' that he shouldn't have entered in advance and attracted the attention of the 'Boss'. If you want to pass the level successfully,
You must need some off-site assistance. In terms of the game, it is a temporary artifact given to you in the novice level - after all, her man and the 'S'-level brat are alumni - we can only say that they are alumni now." Jiude
Mai said calmly.
Potato Chip Girl curled her lips and said, "We are considered one of the 'artifacts' given away, right?"
"Probably." Shutoku Mai shrugged: "This time the people behind the 'S'-level kid brought us in. This can be regarded as a test, or it can be said to be a tentative contact. After all, we can't get through it anymore.
In a year or two, Little White Rabbit No. 1 will meet up with an 'S'-level kid sooner or later. The disturbance caused in Japan this time is probably just a meeting between the 'parents' of the two parties, but since we are all on the scene, I guess
This 'copy' will end soon."
"It's a very clever strategy to leverage his actions to drive us sideways, but does having the courage to do this mean that the people behind the 'S' class know our boss?" Potato Chip Girl suddenly asked.
"More than just acquaintances." Mai Shutoku sneered: "They are rare old friends in this world!"