"That's right there, the runway ahead." Sakura said.
Incredibly, a runway, or half of it, appeared on the deserted salt flats, and the other half was submerged by sea water.
"This runway was built in 1941. At that time, the earth did not have the greenhouse effect and the sea level was not so high." Sakura added.
Yuan Zhisheng parked the car at the end of the runway and let the headlights shine on the runway. In this simple airport with no lighting at all, the pilot could only rely on the headlights to guide the direction.
"There are still three minutes. Since it is the principal's special plane, it should be on time." Sakura said.
"Let's prepare briefly. At least there will be a welcome ceremony. Mr. Masamune said not to abuse them, so we will treat them better." Yuan Zhisheng sat on the bumper of the Hummer.
Sakura spread a snow-white napkin on the engine compartment cover, placed three tulip glasses, opened the champagne and filled the glasses one by one, then placed a bouquet of bright yellow tulips next to the wine glasses, and then placed three small Japanese flags
Insert the green lemon slice and place the lemon slice on the rim of the wine glass.
This was probably the most decent welcome ceremony in the history of the Japanese branch. A car came to pick them up, and there were yellow bouquets symbolizing victory and champagne. All that was needed was a warm hug, but Minamoto was not prepared to hug those people warmly.
First of all, he hates physical contact with people. Secondly, judging from his resume, this team is composed of a playboy, a violent maniac, and a genius dragon-slaying boy. He has no good impressions of these three types of people.
Not to mention bringing three oil bottles... Yuan Zhisheng really didn't know why the headquarters would arrange for two women and an incompetent good-for-nothing to come in, not to mention that the two women were a violent maniac and a genius dragon-slaying boy.
girlfriend.
Did you bring your girlfriend on vacation? What do you think of the Japanese branch?
The Japanese branch calls the headquarters "kindergarten" because most of the commissioners sent are inexperienced children, and the job of receiving the headquarters commissioners is called "taking care of children."
Yuan Zhisheng didn't like taking care of children. He originally wanted to leave the pick-up job to Crow and Yasha, but after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy.
Will those young and delicious boys and girls in our department fall into the hands of those two vicious men... Will they arrive at the hotel in pieces? So in the end, Minamoto decided to bring Sakura to pick him up at the airport in person to show his respect for the ace combination of this department...
...at least superficial respect.
There was a roar from the direction of the sea, and in the cloudy sky it was impossible to see anything, but it seemed that some flying beast was approaching with wind and thunder.
"It's quite on time." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the luminous watch.
The moment it touched the sea water, Sleibnir suddenly turned on all the lights. In the water curtain, the black Gulf Stream looked like a devil emerging from the night.
It slid onto the runway that was not covered by sea water, and the tires rubbed against the cinder track, causing dazzling sparks.
Yuan Zhisheng held a Japanese "Soft Seven Star" cigarette in his mouth and watched expressionlessly as the Gulf Stream rushed towards him without having time to brake.
The runway is too short, not enough for an aircraft that has just completed a supersonic flight!
In the last fifty meters, the Gulfstream suddenly sprayed a stream of fire forward, and the engine reverse thrust was fully turned on. The high-temperature airflow reaching hundreds of degrees could almost push the Hummer with the handbrake pulled, but Yuan Zhisheng was still sitting on the bumper of the Hummer.
, with no intention of evading at all.
The Gulfstream stopped in front of the Hummer, like a mad bull rushing towards a matador, but was pulled back by the tail at the last moment.
It was only a few meters away from hitting the Hummer, and Yuan Zhisheng, who was caught between the two, had no chance of survival.
"Crazy!" the pilot raised his middle finger at Yuan Zhisheng.
If the pilot's driving skills were even slightly flawed or if the Gulfstream's jet engine couldn't reverse, everyone would be doomed. Sleibnir had played such a thrilling gamble with the people on board before he even landed.
Bet your life on the pilot's skills.
If someone from another branch did such a thing, the pilot would immediately jump out of the plane and beat him up. But since the other person was from the Japanese branch, the pilot's protest was limited to raising his middle finger. He didn't want to get involved with a madman.
The pilot knew the temper of these Japanese people, because they were too closely related to the underworld. Everyone here followed the Yakuza culture, advocating courage and the awareness of facing death.
Only men who remain calm despite the collapse of mountains can command thousands of troops. A famous general is dumbfounded. This is also the aesthetics pursued by the Japanese since ancient times.
According to the aesthetics of the Japanese branch, Angers is of course a mercenary hero, the vice-principal can also be regarded as a hero, the equipment department is finished, and everyone is a cowardly dog thief.
The pilot only noticed that Yuan Zhisheng was standing still, but he did not realize that the girl holding a bouquet behind Yuan Zhisheng was also standing still.
The attitude of the Japanese branch was not so much madness as it was an expression of contempt for the passengers on board.
With Yuan Zhisheng's identity, of course he would not care about his own life, and he was not a life-hungry street gangster.
But he knew who the exclusive pilot in Angers was and what his driving skills were, and he believed in Ying's arrangement. Since Ying had chosen this runway, it meant that she was sure that the pilot could land safely on such a short runway. What Ying was sure of,
Yuan Zhisheng had no doubts.
When the cabin door opened, Yuan Zhisheng should have rushed forward to give a warm welcome, but he sat still, "Who among you in this department brought a lighter? Let me borrow a fire!"
He stared at the cabin door, with the clear light of a sword in his eyes.
Masamune's father once said that he had a pair of awesome evil eyes. Facing such eyes, any coward would feel like he was stung by a scorpion.
Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng rarely looks at people, not wanting the other person to feel uncomfortable because of his eyes.
But today he wanted to send a message to the people in the headquarters with his eyes. They were in Japan, and the Japanese branch would formulate the rules here.
The "excellence" obtained in the main department is nothing here.
Family background and bloodline rating are of no use here. If you are not strong enough, it is best to be an honest person with your tail between your legs, treat your senior with admiration, worship, and even fear, and give him a light first respectfully.
cigarette.
Yuan Zisheng thought that the people in the cabin would be dizzy when the Sreibunir braked suddenly when it landed. Some of them were probably holding vomit bags and vomiting wildly, right?
As the gangway descended, the sound of clogs, armor, and unknown sounds came. The man in the lead had long golden hair and was wearing golden armor. Everything was golden, and he looked familiar...
"...Wait a minute, is this person cosplaying Gilgamesh?" Yuan Zhisheng was dumbfounded.
The man in the middle is wearing a dark red kimono, his long hair is tied into a ponytail behind his back, he has a long black sheath sword on his waist, and there are two scars painted on his face...
"Rurouni Kenshin?"
The last person is more interesting, purple and green, with a "w" logo on his head.
"Kamen Rider?" Yuan Zhisheng was completely speechless.
"What the hell, is this Narita Airport? Why can't I see anything when my eyes are completely dark?" Kamen Rider W said.
"It's so cold, don't they know how to arrange for us to land in the VIP channel?" Gilgamesh complained.
"...Why are we dressed like this?" Rurouni Kenshin said.
"It's said to be a gift from the principal, wishing us a smooth trip to Japan. I don't know why I always feel that this gift is weird." Gilgamesh shrugged.
"Of course it's weird." Kamen Rider W snickered in his heart, "I have already given away the gift, so you should just follow my xp, a nerd!"
"It's possible that the Japanese are a nation that cares about face, and they might even arrange for a group of girls to come and give us flowers." Gilgamesh seemed to claim to be the Japan expert in the team.
"Brother, wait for me." Haruhi Suzumiya ran out of the cabin again.
"What the hell is this place?" Asuka, wearing a tight-fitting red combat uniform, raised her chin and looked around.
"I'm so sleepy." Only the last person came out yawning without wearing any cos clothing.
Yuan Zhisheng felt a little lost. Listening to this conversation, this was not a swordsman group, but a Japanese style tour group.
It sounds like they are looking forward to seeing a stretch luxury car parked on the runway filled with girls showing their thighs for them to hug.
Just send them directly to some izakaya. They are already dressed for the midnight carnival and are just waiting to cuddle and blow the sake bottle!
Although I knew they were losers for a long time...but didn't these people even think about pretending to be professional?
Anger welled up in Yuan Zhisheng's heart. He was rarely this angry, but he had always had zero tolerance for waste and people who were willing to degenerate!
In anger, his evil eyes became even colder... At this time, Rurouni Kenshin turned his head and glanced at him, then rubbed his eyes.
Chu Zihang actually didn't see anything clearly, he just felt uncomfortable with his eyes.
This mission was so sudden that even a man as mechanically sophisticated as him made some small mistakes.
He wore the beauties on his left and right eyes backwards, which made his corneas very uncomfortable, so he took them off when he got off the plane. At this moment, the pair of eternal golden ones were directly exposed to the air.
The surging dragon power shot into Yuan Zhisheng's mind through his eyes. Yuan Zhisheng felt like he couldn't help but lean back and dodge. The gaze just now was like coming from a stern ancient dragon! The evil eye instantly collapsed in front of this gaze.
!
In just half a minute, Yuan Zhisheng suffered two blows. All the deterrence measures failed before they had time to be used!
Yuan Zhisheng had a premonition that the next reception task would be very arduous.
The Fengqing Tour Group didn't notice the existence of him as the director of the Executive Bureau at all. They passed by him while chatting and threw their luggage into the Hummer.
"This car is parked too close. It would be serious to hit it." Kamen Rider W complained, "It's unethical."
"Can it seat six people?" Haruhi Suzumiya said worriedly with two strands of dull hair floating on her head.
"It should be fine if you squeeze it a bit." Asuka frowned and tugged at the tight clothes she was wearing, feeling uncomfortable.
Yuan Zhisheng was speechless. Do these people have no sense of crisis at all? Don't they want to say that as long as the plane glides forward a few meters, the entire Slebnir will turn into a blazing fireball?
He felt that he had encountered an unprecedented enemy... The most terrifying enemies are often the people you understand least. Compared with these incredible guys, beasts like Sakurai Akira are more logical.
Relying on his memory, Yuan Zhisheng quickly confirmed the identities of these six people.
"Gilgamesh", Caesar Gattuso, heir to the school director's family, president of the student union, and the dandy among the dandies.
"Kamen Rider W" Lu Mingfei is currently the only "S" class student. His grades are terrible, but his resume contains an astonishing record of killing two dragon kings.
"Rurouni Kenshin" Chu Zihang, the president of the Lionheart Club, the most violent and violent element among the students, was once investigated by the school board because of his bloodline.
"Asuka" Chen Motong, known as the little red-haired miko in Kassel, is unpredictable and has a crazy personality. The highlight is that she ranks first in her grade in Sanda.
"Haruhi Suzumiya" freshman Natsumi, because she just entered school, this girl who is almost unrealistically beautiful does not show anything outstanding on her resume.
The "original" Fingel von Flins, the most valuable member of the six-member group, set an unprecedented and unprecedented record of repeating nine years in Kassel. Fortunately, I heard that he will be able to do so next year.
graduated.
Thinking of this, this loser should not be looked down upon, so Yuan Zhisheng put away his condescending attitude.
After putting the luggage into the car, Caesar walked back, smoked the Mild Seven from Yuan Zhisheng's hand and threw it into the sea breeze. He slapped a cigar in an aluminum tube into his hand and said, "Don't smoke those sissy cigarettes."
Come on, try this."
His sea-blue eyes revealed a playboy's coquettishness and a big brother's arrogance. He patted Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder vigorously and walked away minding his own business.
Seeing that things were getting more and more out of Yuan Zhisheng's control, even Sakura was dumbfounded, and she didn't know where to turn if she wanted to help.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, the three lunatics were very kind to Sakura. Minamoto gave her a cigar as a small gift, and Sakura also received an obsidian statue of Athena presented by Caesar, which was obviously a gift.
Expensive jewelry.
Caesar naturally respects beautiful girls more than he respects beautiful men.
When Lu Mingfei took the bouquet from Sakura's hand, he nodded and bowed and kept saying "Ariardo fucked up my aunt to death", and Chu Zihang also nodded slightly in greeting.
"Don't accept it!" Nono snatched the bouquet from Lu Mingfei's hand and stuffed it back into Ying's arms.
"I'm sorry, I'm his girlfriend, you understand." She glanced at Ying.
Sakura nodded slightly, avoiding the sharp gaze of the red-haired girl.
Xia Mi's handling was much more advanced. She took the bouquet from Chu Zihang's hand, raised her face and asked eagerly, "Brother, can you give it to me?"
"Take it if you like." Chu Zihang replied.
"Senior brother is the best!" Xia Mi happily hugged the bouquet.
"Gilgamesh" Caesar poked his head out of the car, speaking the Japanese he had learned from watching a few anime before setting off: "Wow, wow...this...Caesar...stupid...
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He also waved a hotel business card, and Yuan Zhisheng understood that these people simply regarded him as a tour guide.
Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath to suppress his anger and bowed deeply: "My dear Yuan Zhisheng, I graduated from the 2003 advanced training class of Kassel College. Welcome to Japan."
He used pure Chinese.
Caesar was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this tour guide was actually a senior brother. He was indeed a bit disrespectful just now.
So he quickly gave a thumbs up: "Your... Chinese... is so good!"
Yuan Zhisheng's face twitched slightly.
Chu Zihang had already fallen asleep holding Xia Mi sitting on his lap.
It was difficult for him to open his eyes without wearing a mask, so he took the opportunity to rest his mind.
"Senior sister, how about you sit on my lap too?" Lu Mingfei asked tentatively.
"That's a good idea. If I sit on your lap wearing this outfit, I'll give you all the advantages." Nono rolled his eyes.
"It can't be squeezed in... Oh, I'll go, Fingel, get out of the way!"
"Caesar Gattuso? Are you the leader of this group?" A few people in the back seat were noisy, and Yuan Zhisheng had no choice but to turn to Caesar. At least he looked like a fading bastard and a killer.