Chapter 180: The three-person heavenly group is here to visit
Japan, Kanagawa Prefecture, the southernmost coastline of Yokohama City.
The pier here is desolate, with higher and higher waves crashing against the canine-shaped rocks on the shore. Before World War II, fishermen once left traces of their lives here, but after being blown by the sea breeze day after day, only the old remains remain
The remains of wooden houses and fishing boats stretch along the coastline in dilapidated condition.
Today, the former fishermen have moved to the nearby city of Yokohama for development, and the more capable ones have gone to Tokyo. This place has been neglected all year round. But tonight, two white lights pierced the night. It was a black car.
The Hummer's xenon lamp looked like the glowing pupils of a beast. It drew two long and fresh ruts on the salt flats along the coastline, drew a semicircle with a neat drift, and stopped at the shore.
"Damn it, are you sure you're on the right track? How can there be an airport in a place like this?" Yuan Zhisheng in the driver's seat slapped the steering wheel.
"The GPS shows that it is indeed here." Sakura sat in the co-pilot and navigated. "The airport here has only one runway. It was built during World War II to provide private planes for the US military to land. It has been abandoned for many years. The runway is very short, and part of it is blocked by the rising tide.
Submerged, but with the skills of the Sleibni pilots, landing should not be a problem."
Sakura had a high ponytail, a black suit and black trousers, and a pair of eight-centimeter high heels, which showed off her proud long legs. She had flat eyes on her high nose and a black document in her hand.
folder, looks like Yuan Zhisheng's portable secretary.
She does play the role of the team secretary, but the innermost clothing she hides is always the black fiber combat uniform, with a total of twenty sharp throwing knives tied to non-joint positions. Sakura is Genji
A ninja trained by a "little surname" who was born with a personal surname. Although she is a woman, she is definitely a loyal enough protector. This is the way of survival of a ninja. When danger comes, she will definitely die before the young master Yuan Zhisheng.
, she is both a deadly spear and a life-saving shield.
Yaksha and Crow sat in the back row chatting about some non-nutritious content. Their topics were always about cigarettes, alcohol and women. Yaksha had a burly physique and was a brave warrior, while Crow had agility.
Their brains are strategists who make plans. But in most cases they are only responsible for making jokes and making jokes, because although Yasha is brave, his bloodline is much worse than his origin, while Crow has no culture, so he can only work in those countries.
Just show off his little cleverness in front of the gangster who dropped out of school.
The Hummer was parked at the end of the runway, its headlights shining directly onto the straight runway. The airport here had nothing but half a runway exposed above the sea level. The current conditions were rudimentary, and only car lights were used as signal lights for pilots.
"Have you figured out how to play with them? Do you have any new tricks?" Yasha asked Crow.
"Do you think we are welcoming the mistress of the deputy director of the police department last time? This time there are three grown men!" Crow rolled his eyes, "Can that be teasing? That's called torture! With people like you who are uneducated
It’s hard to communicate with people.”
"Ahem." Yuan Zhisheng interrupted the embarrassing conversation of his embarrassing subordinates with a cough, "Mr. Masamune told them to protect them and treat them as guests, and not abuse them like the children who bullied the headquarters before. Even if it is just to do something
It’s just superficial, but we must at least show a welcoming attitude.”
Sakura opened the trunk of the Hummer and turned on the light tube installed at the rear. Under the bright yellow light, there was a snow-white tablecloth, with a bottle of expensive red wine and three goblets on top, the bottoms of the cups were covered with pink.
White cherry blossoms.
"Is it necessary to treat the naive little guys in this department so grandly?" Crow asked, "Will this make them look like we are really looking forward to their arrival? You must know that children of their age are most likely to get carried away.
Giving them a good look will make them think, 'Oh! So I am so popular wherever I go, I must be the focus of the world!'"
"Oh! I hate taking care of children." Yaksha muttered.
"Stop complaining, no one likes to take care of children. I looked through their resumes and found out that the so-called ace commissioner of the department is actually a playboy, a violent man, and a mysterious second grader. Just thinking about it makes my head hurt...
But this is something that Mr. Masamune has specifically taken care of, and it must be carried out even if it is gritted teeth." Minamoto Chisheng suddenly looked at the dense dark clouds over the sea.
"They're coming."
A harsh roar pierced the sky, and a pale light tore through the dark night. In the thick dark clouds, it seemed as if there was a flying giant whale swimming from the far side of the sky with its huge pupils shining.
The dark Sleibnir appeared in the field of vision of the four Yuan Zhishengs. It turned on all its searchlights, as bright as a giant glowing pterosaur. It broke into the sea in a low posture and was submerged in the sea.
The runway rolled up waves that were higher than the fuselage. It carried huge speed and kinetic energy and slid along the runway at high speed, with sparks and lightning along the way.
Yuan Zhisheng was holding a Japanese "Soft Seven Star" cigarette in his mouth and did not light it. This huge black Gulfstream was like a rampaging whale shark sliding and dragging on the runway, making a harsh and loud noise, and the air waves blew Yuan Zhisheng.
The black trench coat swayed, but he just watched quietly as the black behemoth rolled towards him.
When the fuselage approached the Hummer, the speed was still terrifying. In the last fifty meters, the engine of this steel beast sprayed out violent blue-orange fire in the opposite direction, and the huge fuselage whipped up high-temperature winds and blew away Yuan's childish body.
His hair was brushed back. The extremely hot firelight almost hit his face, and the soft seven-star cigarette butt at the corner of his mouth was already emitting sparks, but he remained motionless, even expressionless.
Three lengthy and blackened traces were left on the cinder runway. The black Gulfstream nose almost covered the roof of the Hummer. Yuan Zhisheng was sitting on the bumper in front of the Hummer. The scene was like a confrontation between man and a mechanical monster. The only difference was that
Then he would be run over by this huge steel beast.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Damn it, crazy!" Sleibnir's pilot made a "friendly" international gesture through the window.
It is impossible for the other party to know that the Gulfstream's engine has the "reversing" function, because no normal aircraft will drive in the opposite direction. If the Sleibnir ran over Yuan Zhisheng and the Hummer, then this guy would have absolutely no chance of surviving! No wonder
It is said that the Japanese branch is a group of lunatics! If you just take a step back, the sea and the sky will be brighter. You can be safe and I will feel comfortable. However, this group of gangsters who believe in the Yakuza culture refuse to give in. They would rather bet their lives on courage. It seems that everyone is safe.
They are the only ones in the world who possess this precious quality. Life is not complete unless they risk their lives. They threaten to commit suicide at every turn!
The pilot didn't dare to argue with the psycho. Who knows if these gangsters' psychos were provoked and would take out submachine guns from the armpits of their trench coats and shoot at him? He was just a pilot with a stable job and a happy life. He didn't want to
He was shot as soon as he landed and died in a foreign land.
What the pilot didn't realize was that not only Minamoto was born, but even his subordinates Sakura, Crow and Yasha were standing tall and motionless. They represented the Japanese branch. In their view, the guys in the headquarters were all a bunch of cowards.
Children, if a group of inexperienced children are flying towards you and you are so scared that you have to hide, that would be too embarrassing.
"Hey, I'm actually scared. I drove the car for so long without peeing. I almost couldn't hold it back just now!" Crow said cowardly, but his face looked indifferent.
"If you can't help it, you can pee in your crotch, no one will laugh at you." Yasha said.
Sakura turned around and gave them a cold look, and the two idiots immediately shut up.
The soft seven stars were still in Yuan Zhisheng's mouth. He looked at the activated hatch indifferently, without deliberately applying pressure, but a frost-like momentum spread from his body. Masamune's father said that he had a pair of evil eyes.
At first glance, those who confront him will feel that they are facing a wise king, and the pressure alone may make the opponent unable to stand upright. But today, he does not want to deliberately hide his courage, whether it is bloodline rating or talent.
Rooms are useless here. The Japanese branch only recognizes strong people. If those so-called ace commissioners from the headquarters don't even dare to look directly at him, then don't expect him to treat them politely.
Only the strong deserve to have the right to speak, and the weak can just obey. If he doesn't agree, he will have to endure it whether it is lighting a cigarette for him, being thrown into the dungeon of his family, or being teased by crows and others. If he can't bear it, then he will have to endure it.
Go back to your ivory tower and live in embarrassment for the rest of your life and never come to Japan again.
The cabin door was opened for a while, but no figure appeared yet. With the Sleibnir's series of sudden rushes and sudden braking, the people in the cabin must still be dizzy and haven't recovered, right? Maybe their stomachs are shaking.
He vomited out all the acidic water in his stomach and was so frightened that he collapsed and was waiting for someone to help him before he could walk?
The corner of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth curled up with a cold expression. He was not in a hurry, and these people happened to ruin his vacation. It would be a good sideshow to spend time here waiting to watch the ace commissioner of the department make a fool of himself.
The sound of metal clashing came from the lowered gangway, as if someone wearing heavy armor was walking?
The first thing that catches the eye is a sword that looks like a knight's epee, with a golden hilt and a dark red blade. The person holding the epee is a tall and majestic figure. He is wearing glittering armor and has long golden hair.
With his hair combed back and two huge golden earrings hanging from his earlobes, he placed the Guili sword on the ground in a rather upright pose.
He is arrogant, scornful, and arrogant, and his broad palm seems to be able to hold all the power in the world!
Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened, this is... Gilgamesh?
Another figure followed closely behind. It was a samurai with long blue hair. The chest of the snow-white samurai uniform was open, revealing the outline of strong and lean muscles. The lower body was wearing blue culottes. The sharp knife was hidden in the black trousers.
The scabbard was held diagonally across his waist.
He is deep and cold, and the sword on his waist seems to be able to cut off everything in the world when it is unsheathed.
Minamoto was shocked...for the second time! By this time-traveling Ukyo Tachibana!
Then there is the third figure, also a swordsman. His long orange hair is tied behind his head, his angular face has two intersecting X-shaped scars, and a large orange samurai uniform is draped over his tall and straight face.
On his shoulders, the skirt of the white culottes on his lower body swayed with his movements. He stepped out step by step wearing white socks and wooden clogs, and the slender black scabbard on his waist bounced up and down with his steps.
He had his sleeves rolled up, and his expression was like that of an ancient vagabond, freehand and uninhibited.
Himura Kenshin is also here... Minamoto no longer knows what kind of expression to put on, and is speechless and choked.
"It's really dark. Don't the airports in Japan turn on the lights at night? This can't be considered economical. It's so stingy!" Gilgamesh complained.
"The wind is a bit strong." Ukyo Tachibana said, "Do we have to dress like this?"
"The principal stuffed it under each of our seats, saying it was a gift for us, asking us to do as the Romans do. In order to prove that he has a heart as passionate as the young people, he specially selected the most fashionable and suitable ones for us.
." Rurouni Kenshin explained.
"We do as the Romans do when we go to the countryside, but why don't we see any girls in gorgeous kimonos or maid outfits? Finally, there should be a group of girls holding flowers, cheering and walking along the street to greet us and send us all the way to the special car? At least they have to match the look.
I am dressed like a 'King of Heroes'." Gilgamesh's tone was matter-of-fact.
"I thought it was men in black suits standing in two rows and bowing." Ukyo Tachibana said expressionlessly but in a serious tone, "That's how it was played in the movie."
Yuan Zhisheng was so messed up by the sea breeze that he could not speak a word. He had seen bad guys, Crow and Yasha were two typical bad guys. He thought he was immune to the bad guys, until today he saw these three
He is...a slut to the extreme! He simply can't find a suitable curse word to describe it! Do they think they are a cosplay band descending on Akihabara?
Listening to the words of these three people, it seems that they think that coming to Japan wearing a cosplay costume can be considered as doing as the Romans do? Their impression of Japan is limited to the anime culture of secondary school? Girls in gorgeous kimonos? And men in black greeting each other in the street? He
I thought that the headquarters might send three losers, but I didn't expect them to be so completely useless... They didn't even think about covering up their second-rate attitude!
Yuan Zhisheng was furious. He felt that it was necessary to let these idiots who came from afar understand the fierce style of the Japanese branch and what it meant to truly "do as the Romans do when in town"!
Until Ukyo Tachibana looked at the dark surroundings and noticed his presence, and then glanced at him lightly.
The pair of never-extinguishing golden eyes were already intimidating enough, and the effect of Chu Zihang's dragon blood baptism by three dragon kings some time ago had not dissipated, making his gaze extremely oppressive.
With just this glance, the domineering and turbulent dragon power followed his gaze and met with Yuan Zhisheng's, and then collided. In less than a second, the majesty of those evil eyes like a bright king was instantly defeated, and Yuan Zhisheng almost lost his balance.
His body fell off the bumper of the Hummer.
The director of the Japanese branch's executive bureau has never encountered such a situation. He was proud of his coercion and was turned into a scum by the opponent in less than one round!