Chapter 37:
"I'd definitely say that Japan would be the friendliest country to foreign tourists." Adam drove the maglev and whizzed past the tops of several police cars, the cops who were sitting inside them instead poking their heads out and attentively cheering towards them. The huge, a**-picked-up-the-whole-of-Mount-Fuji badge on their seat car clearly let these police officers know that they were tourists coming out of the city of Mount Fuji.
"Well, what else can you say about a country where probably seventy percent of the members of the government are related to the dark forces, and even the head and deputy speakers, the prime minister, and so on, could be high-ranking dark creatures? They're naturally very welcoming to us, well, we're sending them money." Farrow replied casually as he bored his head there to check some information on the Japanese domestic network.
Suddenly, Farrow shouted in surprise, pointing at the three-dimensional image in front of him and laughed, "Look, look at this news, thirty-two years ago, one hundred high-ranking Light Flame Knights from the Divine Court raided the then Chairman of the House, and that Chairman, a kindly old man in his fifties, after hundreds of bodyguards were all chopped down by the Light Flame Knights from the Divine Court, suddenly a pair of blood-red, more than ten-meter-long wings stretched out from his back, which took less than five seconds to complete. It only took less than five seconds to kill a hundred high-ranking knights-well, it included two Light Dragon Knights with ease!"
Reinhardt's face was ugly as he walked around inside the huge carriage, from time to time looking out the window at the dark night. His sensitive six senses could clearly hear some odd sounds coming from far away around him. There were fangs piercing into one's veins, blood gurgling out of one's body, and the loud moans of a young girl whose blood had been sucked out of her body as she let out a loud moan of extreme pleasure near the point of reaching **.
A few sounds of wings flapping against the night wind came, and Reinhardt hurried to the window to look out. Several black-robed men with pale golden wings on their backs and a regal purple glow in their eyes, apparently having reached at least the status of Marquis among the Purebloods, waddled past. Several patrol cars of the New Tokyo Police Department slowly floated over, and those few Bloods actually brazenly flew into those patrol cars, and then from within the patrol cars floated out several men wearing high-ranking police officers' uniforms, and what flickered in their eyes were grayish-white terrifying ghostly flames! High-ranked Necromancers!
"In that case, at night, the whole of Japan is a paradise for dark creatures! Mr. Yi is right, more than 90% of the entertainment industry in the entire Japan is controlled by the hands of dark creatures. Only a few mega hotels, because of the huge sums of money they dedicate every year, have escaped the fate of being directly manipulated by the darkness ah! Well, this Mr. Yi Tianxing Yi is not simple, even though he inherited the ancestral business, it's difficult to be able to put down his own roots in Japan, where the dark forces are so huge."
A few necromancers floated over in a dignified manner, carefully examining the insignia on the maglev that Reinhardt and the others were on, before nodding their heads and floating out in a wobbly manner. Over there, a couple of patrol cars blew their sirens breathlessly before they landed headfirst, and the few Bloods cheekily changed their uniforms and ran straight into a tavern.
Over there, Farrow yelled out in a fuss again, ''Ha, the big and small monasteries led by the Thunder Gate Temple are a good way to make money! Every night, when the dark forces are at their most rampant, Japan's current dignitaries and families, the real human beings, always invite these mages to sit in their homes to guard against possible attacks by the dark forces! Well, it's said that the cost per day is not small. Hmm, it feels like these temples yet also have to thank those dark creatures, otherwise they would have such good business there?"
008's icy voice rang out, "Farrow, if you don't drink it, I'll finish this bottle of Canadian Ice Wine alone! Purely hand-picked frozen grapes, brewed with the most traditional and ancient craftsmanship, this bottle is 150,000 euros! Damn Fujiyama Castle, they're practically sucking human blood! But who asked us to be rich now? Right? Boss? Well, we can finally afford to drink this kind of good wine too."
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Farrow jumped over, a hand on the hands of 008 snatched the exquisite black crystal bottle, to the mouth on whether a small mouth up, and then gently sighed before: "Three hundred milliard drop, one hundred and fifty thousand euros! Oh, boss, why don't you also go to Japan to invest and close a small hotel! That way you guys won't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of your lives."
Blue electricity flashed in his eyes as Reinhardt reprimanded in a low voice, "Nonsense! Can I open a hotel in a place like Japan? Does my status allow me to open a hotel? Can I offer them money? Well, but, that said, it's a good idea to suggest ...... that we let Mr. Merlin and the others come here to open something, it's good for us to master this dark capital of the East!" One hand slowly resting on his chin, Reinhardt pondered.
While he was pondering, Adam over there was already yelling in a low voice, "Hey, you guys are here. Well, chief, if the address under my note is correct, you're here."
The body sank hard, and the maglev descended straight downward, clogging a small off-ramp directly in front of it. On the road there were actually some sneaky big men wandering to and fro, but as soon as they saw the badge of **Picked Mountain** on that car, one by one they nodded to each other and walked away as if they were oblivious. Suddenly there were a few waves of laughter from the depths of the alley, a few young girls with ** thighs walked out proudly, a few swindlers attentively followed behind, loudly clamoring for something.
Reinhardt's face became pointlessly ugly, grunted loudly, pressed the K-7 on his armpit, scowled at Farrow, and just the two of them quickly punched the door shut and walked up. In front of them, the mag-lev took off again with a 'whoosh' and flew extremely low in the sky, monitoring all the quiet movements around them through the tracker underneath Reinhardt.
After walking forward for three to five minutes along the street where *** body hunks were constantly being thrown out of small hotels and brothels on the side of the road, they had arrived in front of a small, black, stand-alone, traditional Japanese style building. Looking at the thick layer of moss covering the exterior of that small building, the genius knew exactly how many years old it was. Right in that small building, there were actually a few crunching sounds of iron kites, which were like jingo, suddenly shaking one's blood.
"No this outside." Reinhardt said in a loud voice, and casually snapped his hand gently a few times under the white courtyard door, under the ferocious nightstick door ring.
"Who?" A hoarse, slightly wheezy voice, full of the strong smell of blood, came from the courtyard.
"No one introduced you, you go to buy something west."
"What's that?"
"Hell, I no what? ...... asshole, am I so bold?"
The gate suddenly opened, a body a little shivering, pupils are odd purple red, a circle of eye whites seem to have been punched hard, are a little bruised middle-aged man slowly poked his head out. Carefully looked at both sides of the street and found that there is no one, the middle-aged man oddly laughed: "Well, just the two of you? Well, that's great ...... Do you guys think I have very little guts? Hahaha, that's really a joke!" Looking at both sides of the street again, the middle-aged man looked meaningfully at the Reinhardt duo and said in a low voice, "But it's just two brats!"
Deeply looked at the middle-aged man, looked at the crumpled white tuxedo underneath him, Reinhardt said in a high voice: "I heard that we can buy some bad stuff outside of here that can't be seen in the market, well, can I provide the spot? Money, not whether the problem, as long as I can deliver now, you can directly transfer the account to me."
The middle aged man looked at both sides of the street again, then up at the sky, nodded and said grimly, "Sure, anything, as long as ...... as you can afford to pay the price, what can't you? How fast are you guys going? Can you keep up with me? Our stronghold is on the outskirts, this is just a contact point."
Biting his upper lip once, Reinhardt said grimly, "What speed? You don't know what I'm talking about?"
The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched for a moment, and he suddenly grinned evilly, "Damned little one, with your unimpressive superpowers, what are you hiding in front of me? Well, at most the strength of a hybrid descendant, in front of a noble existence like me ...... hehehe ...... you don't understand what I'm saying? Right? But you possess certain abilities, so let's go and go to our stronghold. Hey, hey, when you get there, you'll have whatever you want!"
Without waiting for Reinhardt and the others to make a sound, the middle-aged man's body had already flown up as if it were a small bird, whistling as it cut through the air and swept over towards the east. Reinhardt and Farrow had no choice but to look at the vicinity, and found that there were no busy people around, and immediately rode the breeze and chased them down. Farrow said in a loud voice: "Chief, no point is not right, unless they believe that their virtual power can absolutely eat you, is then ...... do the white market arms business people, can be so small and bold to take the first time to trade people down the door?"
Reinhardt's face was ugly, he muttered in a low voice, "Whatever him, maybe this is the way they act, well, maybe it's just because they're used to it! This is a paradise for the dark forces, and this guy, with his great power, they don't care what we can make of it ah."
With a slight blush, Farrow muttered aloud towards the communicator under his wrist, "Adam, prepare all weapons that are not available! Did you realize there's a large nuclear bomb down there? ...... Well, get ready to go bad too! If nothing goes wrong, I'll shut you down immediately!"
'Nuclear bomb'? The most powerful weapon of mankind on Earth before the Age of the Great Destruction? A terrifying force that was said to be capable of destroying the entire planet? Well, I wonder how powerful a small nuclear bomb could be! Reinhardt's head tumbled with undesirable thoughts as he sped forward sharply.
The eccentric middle-aged man who led the way at the back, constantly emitted a strange sinister laughter, 'hehehe' laughter, he had already led Reinhardt and their slow run out of two hundred less private outside, to a surrounded by whether the valley surrounded the villa. This occupies the sky at least no under ten thousand square meters of huge small villa shape odd, as if a dozen bunkers of the set of subunit like. Reinhardt's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen that the villa was glittering with the hot light reflected from the weapons.
They had just approached the villa, the distance was still more than three hundred meters, suddenly a dozen light energy machine guns had already tumbled up from the rocks in front of them, automatically catching up with their figure. A metallic voice sounded dryly, ''Come and report your identity, or be killed on the spot! This is private territory, and according to the supreme rule of the sanctity of private property, you have already committed a capital offense! Report your identities or be killed immediately!"
Thirty oddly shaped armed robots with a quiet blue glow, apparently cast from super-weak memory metal, descended from the sky, their white-painted 'Nuclear Fusion Particle Cannons' aimed at Reinhardt's trio. Several large manned attack planes flew over, circling the ground, and several large energized bombs were exposed, ready to be thrown at any time.
"Damn, this place is really an arsenal!" Farrow cursed in a low voice, a heart already lifting. Even for a superhuman, it would be difficult to escape after being targeted by so many weapons. If the person manipulating these weapons was a living person, then with extremely fast reaction speed, there was still a seventy percent or more chance of escape. But now the manipulators of these weapons are robots or computers, their reaction speed can be more than a thousand times faster than human nerves! The probability of escape was no more than ten percent!
The middle-aged man had already shouted with a small grin, "Ha, one of our own. Do you know each other, St. Carstenan? A bunch of assholes, let off the road. Hey, hey, you took the little boss to retreat! Ha ha ha ha!" With竭洛卡's odd laughter, all of those imposing weapons disappeared into the sky, and those large manned attack planes whizzed away.
Waving towards Reinhardt, Gloria led them into the huge villa complex, through several pools that flashed with strange red light, and straight to an ancient Japanese-style pavilion. As he watched Glorca lead him into this pavilion built with natural materials, Reinhardt felt a slight sense of relief in his heart. If they were brought inside those heavy bunkers, there would really be no place to escape! Reinhardt didn't think that he would be able to pierce through several meters of thick alloy armor and escape from that underground.
The middle-aged man, Exhausted Lorca, sat down beside them with a small grin, and suddenly laughed grimly towards Reinhardt. The two were he laughed all over the body uncomfortable, even leisure look at their own underneath, there is no what odd Tianfang ah! This guy is not whether there is no problem in the head? Nothing he laughed at what?
Inside the hall side of the dark door suddenly opened, a few also wearing wrinkled tuxedo, as if a long time and a long time have not freshened up the body, and seems to be a little bit malnourished, the face of the middle-aged people, the old man a little white slowly walked out. They were not surprised by the presence of Reinhardt and Farrow, and directly found a chair and sat down. That竭洛卡 sneered a few times and asked a bit anxiously, ''What they said, is it believable? Well, don't forget, we ......"
A forehead without a little crystal blood beads, as if the third eye of the old man outside the eyes flashed a flash of red light, said thickly: "Whether they are credible or not, always count on a chance. And things are not difficult to do, take out these two big agents on whether! Hey, hey, hahaha, just with the two of us so strong virtual power, even your most lowly predecessors can not compare the power, actually dare to go to provoke ...... you? Say, how do we want to live?"
Without any warning, the dozen or so people in the hall flashed at the same time, surrounding Reinhardt and Farrow in the center.
Farrow's face stiffened, and he even shouted in a casual whisper, "What am I babbling about? Don't you go and trade with us? Hey, we heard bad, you need five hundred million euros worth of arms! You can not find bad goods in Europe, so you listened to the introduction of the London Louis, to buy arms from us ah! Five hundred million euros. Five hundred million euros. Are we crazy? We're attacking our own customers? Who else would have dared to trade with us before?"
The old man looked at Farrow coldly, indifference with a bit of eagerness and said: "No matter what you say, in any case, you are dead! Aren't you agents of the British Military Intelligence? Although I don't know what your so-called Military Intelligence actually does, but since you're here, don't think of leaving here alive! Hahaha, killing you guys will solve everything!" After a pause, the old man suddenly laughed strangely, "Five hundred million euros of arms? What does that have to do with me? What does it have to do with us?"
Reinhardt quickly stood up to go, under the face without a touch of condensed light color: "Farrow, no need to say less, prepare to fight for your life! ...... You remember, my ability to master space is very good?"
Farrow oddly glanced at Reinhardt and muttered in a low voice, "Well, it seems that you also possess such power ah, of course, your strength is temporarily inferior to mine. I can move out three kilometers in an instant with someone, but that would consume all of my power. Well, I see."
That old man had already or not roared angrily, "Quiet hands, tear apart these two bastard Da Zi!"
Dozens of blood-red thunderbolts whistled and flashed out, striking towards Reinhardt and the two of them heartily.
Reinhardt clasped Farrow's hand with one hand. Farrow let out a maniacal laugh and went, "Come to life, us sons of bitches! Damn it, how did we know you guys weren't agents?" A black light flashed quiet a on, Farrow had taken Reinhardt, tore a large chunk, scratched off a passageway, and instantly moved out.
At the same time, Reinhardt toward the communicator yelled loudly, "All weapons, give me smash in!"
