Chapter 1: A Night in London
Night of September 13, 2007, 22:30 A.D.
The Tower Bridge in London was sparsely populated, with the occasional car slowly whizzing by. The water running under the bridge looked dark, slightly reflecting a few lights from the buildings along the river, a flickering shimmer but making the river look even deeper and darker.
As London's nickname 'Fog City' suggests, a great deal of fog shrouded the city, and there was a pungent odor of car exhaust in the air. Years of clamoring for a clean-up of the environment didn't seem to have produced much of an effect in London. The visibility is extremely low, probably can only see five or six meters away, the good people are naturally staying at home at this moment to enjoy their families, at this moment still come out to sneak around, only those who live in the dark world of creatures.
A luxurious black Japanese Honda van slowly drove over London Bridge, the headlights of the car could not penetrate the fog, the people in the car could only curse the bad weather in London, while listening to the crazy hissing of the heavy metal band.
A darkly dressed man watched the car drive past, let out a few cold grunts of unknown significance, dropped the Cuban cigar in his hand, watched a star of fire fly into the river, and followed the van with a brisk pace, which actually slowed down not much. Far away from the distance of a dozen meters, a pair of sharp eyes tightly fixed on the red turn signal behind the car.
The car passed the entrance of a bar, and the man in black hesitated for a moment and flew through the doorway. From the dim red light of the doorway, one could vaguely distinguish this person's face, long black hair split over his shoulders, yellow skin, straight nose, firm mouth, and then a pair of eyes that revealed a cold light. The roughly one meter eighty-five figure was a bit thin, tightly wrapped within a black leather daiyi with the collar up, making it impossible to recognize him exactly.
This person, was called Yi Duan.
The van that was being tracked slowly moved forward, gradually penetrating deeper into a gloomy street in London's old town, and then stopped at a corner. Several large men cursed as they got out of the van, blatantly carrying 11 miniature assault rifles in their hands, not minding in the slightest that someone might have noticed them. A homeless man cowering close to the street had the good sense to wrap himself into the tattered blanket he was wearing and close his eyes tightly.
A large man walked slowly towards him, stuck the submachine gun in his hand into his pants pocket behind his ass, pulled out his dick, and pissed painfully right next to the homeless man. After a few final shakes, he said loudly to the hobo, "Bastard, it really is a bad day, isn't it? Does my piss smell good? ****, you really are a bastard." A few other big men not far away laughed out loud, and this man haphazardly pulled out a few bills from inside his pocket and threw them at the tramp, saying loudly, "Old man is in a good mood today, reward you with a little bit of money, next time get out of the way, and don't hang around in this neighborhood. Get lost, now!"
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The homeless man slowly picked up the bills, picked up their own no belongings slipped away along the eaves.
Yi dust slowly hidden into a dark corner of the roadside, the corner of the mouth flowed a cold smile, quietly looking at twenty meters away from the few big men. The fog could not affect Yi Chuan's vision in the slightest.
Add down the driver, a total of no seven dressed in white east suit, hand outside the small man with a weapon, from the van raised two very small size of the metal box, they opened the door, ready to fork back a big alley. From this outward retreat to small about two hundred meters, on whether their boss's headquarters front door is located.
Just out of less than two meters, a drunken man covered in alcohol stench wrapped around a woman with exposed clothing swaying from the opposite side of the street came over, suddenly pointing at one of the big man laughed: "Eh, what are you doing? Triads smuggling drugs? Ah.... This hooker is under your control too, right?"
Seven submachine guns hit off their safeties at the same time, and a small man in the lead hotly indifferently said to the drunken man, "You don't know this man I'm screwing, and if you do then fake it or not your boss's man. I this son of a bitch slow roll off."
The drunken man pushed the woman forward hard enough to push her to the feet of the big men letting out a yelp before slowing wobbling closer to the big man who was leading the group and said with a hefty grin, "What? If I don't leave, are you going to shoot me? You dare to shoot and try."
That lead the small man stunned to find that the drunkard's eyes are not so clear, full of thick murderous aura, he opened his mouth to call up to go, can it has been too late, the drunkard's left hand swung out fiercely, this is to go is not a human being fine brown hand, can it be in the air has been slow to grow out of the light sparse white hairs as well as sharp claws, cleanly and efficiently ripped off the neck of this small man, the right hand will be his body gently and sent his body flying out.
In an instant, the drunken man had transformed into an upright werewolf, his blood-red eyes radiating a frenzied murderous aura, and his two hands flew to pull out the hearts of the two big men behind him.
The remaining four raised the gun, can they forget the world of the man, the man seems to be like a snake general twisting a few on, all the body as if there is a bone brought up a few stumps, contains poisonous finger nails heavy across the neck vein of the four small man, followed by the former sibilant screaming, heavily licked a trace of their own fingertips of fresh blood.
The werewolf pounced on the seven corpses, to the corpses crazy venting, blood and flesh in the human organs, bones, muscles coated the ground in a five-meter radius, until the corpses are turned into a meat sauce, the werewolf only stopped.
The man whose body had been thinned with snake-like scales underneath chided up in a disgruntled high voice, "Aoife, that's enough, they're already alive, get ready for the last one."
Aoife nodded and viciously pooh-poohed the remains of the bodies, cursing, "May the gods damn your souls to hell, damned scumbags."
The two were just about to turn around and leave the gate when a clear, hot, ugly, bad voice had already interjected, "The gods will narrowly forgive their sins, but will they never forgive foreigners like us." A milky black, emitting a holy light of the cross sword Qi blast smashed in the werewolf's body, the heavy werewolf let out a miserable grunt, the front of the back of the blood and flesh, fur splattered was sent flying a full ten meters off the mile.
The snake woman turned around fiercely, carefully made her own defense, didn't dare to look at her companion's situation, and hissed in a nervous low voice: "Damn it, the clergyman of the Church? Who asked you guys to mind your own business?"
Two silhouettes quickly appeared from the mist, one whether clad in black robes of clean-cut much male, short blonde hair in the night exudes a fascinating luster, the other in whether clad in white robes of low small years heavy man, hot cool face under the flow of a trace of cruelty.
The snake woman was a bit shocked and slowly backed away, shaking her head and said, "I can deal with a cleric, but with an executioner of the Inquisition, I can't do anything. Hey, how about I leave that stupid werewolf to you guys and let me go? I've been ordered to assist him as well, and I'm not willing to put my life on the line for him."
The year-old heavy man said with hot indifference, "No, we must take responsibility for the living survival of these seven."
Glancing at the 'corpses' that could not be differentiated in the slightest from their human forms, the snake woman asked him a little hesitantly, "You arrived long ago? Sizzle, why don't you save your kind?"
Duo male hot hummed, "The lost sheep must accept the punishment given by the lower emperor, can we also must accept the judgment of partial righteousness." The face underneath whether a sacrosanct expression.
The snake woman pooh-poohed, "Hell, damn God's judgment? Justice's judgment? Bah." She suddenly turned around and ran, a series of residual shadows showing her amazing speed, and instantly disappeared into the thick fog.
The two clerical year-old heavies were dumbfounded, they didn't think for a second that this snake man fake would just abandon his companions and run away. The multiple men said angrily, "Did she just fake escaping like that?"
The young man revealed a cold smile, staring closely at the young werewolf who had easily gotten up, and said with satisfaction, "It doesn't matter, there's still one more person we can bring back, at the very least, the main culprit of the recent two consecutive attacks on humans, we've already found, haven't we?" The young girl pondered for a moment and gave a cheerful smile.
The year-old heavyset werewolf let out a cry of rage, "You will live, and you will not let us take you." With an instant burst of amazing speed and with weak strength, he clawed at the two yearlings in thirty consecutive claws.
The change happened at the same time, two guys who were supposed to be the companions of those seven big men came out from inside the alleyway, mumbling something like why haven't they come yet as a complaint, and appeared right beside the two young men of the Order. The two young men were slightly disturbed by them and almost got injured under the werewolf's claws as their figures flashed out in a hurry.
The two young men watched in horror as the continuous claw winds tore long marks out of the surface of the sky, as well as the messy puddle of flesh and blood under the surface of the sky, and they were ready to let out a small scream, when a cross of holy light and a lacquered white light combined to hit the chests of the two men, and the two clerical heavyweights were sent flying gently by the three men dressed in odd white robes that had suddenly appeared outside of the pale fog.
Three people wearing similar medieval European sorcerer's robes flew close to the werewolf, grabbed him and ran away, not forgetting to step hard on the chest of a big man before leaving.
The two ecclesiastical people woefully rolled over and leaped up, exasperated at the four white shadows disappeared in the light fog, also lazy to care about the world's two small man, that year heavy man hot hot said: "anti bias hit your 'holy light cross sword' and that person's magic attack, also can't possibly die up there, don't need to clean up the scene of the witnesses This outside after all veto London's old downtown, late down a lot of people." Many men feel that the words of the unreasonable, the two staggered to fly slowly walked away.
Watching a good show of easy dust revealed a smile, light fly from stealth came out, contentedly picked up the two fell on the ground of the metal box, nodded, turned around and left.
A small man lying at the mouth of the alley suddenly let out a faintly strong plea for help: ''Friend, save you, please save you, you will thank me, you swear to the Lower Emperor that you will thank me. Look under the lower emperor's co...."
Yi Dust flew closer to him and slowly crouched down to measure his face. The big man took advantage of the weak light on the roadside to see Yi Dust's face and said in surprise, "Oh my god, it's China Yi, great, save me, quickly go inform our boss."
Yi Dust exuded a sneer and quickly swallowed and said to him in pure London accented English, "First, you don't believe in the Lower Emperor. Second, why should I know you?" He struck the little man's chest with a vicious slap, the weak fake Yuan power instantly destroying all the tissues in the little man's body. In passing, he added a palm strike to the chest of another small man, and after gazing around, Yi Chen carried two metal boxes and slowly walked down the street.
A block away, a dark corner, a lengthened white Rolls-Royce car quietly parked at the curb, a tall black man with a body of two meters, wearing a straight tuxedo, hand with snow-white silk gloves, head is a short silver-white plate inch, stood solemnly at the car door. See Yi dust approach, he numbly opened the car door, respectfully received the metal box in the hands of Yi dust, dress Yi dust on the car, threw the two metal box into the back box, he sat in the carriage, closed the door.
Under the driver's seat, whether a white man and this white man have the same appearance and whether the dress code are the same white man, flying slow hair static car, dust.
Rolls-Royce that wide carriage, in addition to easy dust and the black man who opened the door, there is a young man's existence, blood red short hair messy incomparable, the upper body is a black jeans, the lower body is a hair white with holes in the jeans, feet on a pair of Adid sneakers, is concentrating on watching the carriage in the small TV playing adult * human film. The speakers were turned up loud, and the moaning and gasping of the actress was enough to drive the average person crazy.
Seeing Yi Duan sat back, the year-old man had a chatty turn on and off the TV, twisted his head and asked: ''Boss, everything? Which outside the need to be so troublesome? Any one of you out, these things are still not hand to catch it?" Under his face, Hera No a huge small, from the right corner of the eye to the left side of the upper jaw of the sword marks, to his handsome face added a few hot cool attraction, thick blue eyes on behalf of his European blood.
Yi Chen easily took a cocktail offered by the black man, and after taking a sip, he heartily exclaimed, "Gore, you are the best bartender in the world." Not caring about the implicit pride that the black man exuded, Yi Duan gently tsked a few times to the young man and said, "Jester, I want nothing more than to feel the wonderful feeling of walking through London at night. Besides, why should I have to do it myself when I can try to conserve a little of my own energy?"
Jester smiled with hot indifference, ready to reach out and punch the TV off. Easy Dust even idly said, "It's pretty chilly this time, the Puppy Bear lost nine bad hands and the Orc was lightly wounded by a.... Uh-huh." Considering one on, easy dust also whether said, "The Holy See out of the quiet a Inquisition of the year heavy man, age is not small."
Jester almost jumped up, a layer of faint red light surged in his body, suddenly sat down hard, slowly said, "Is it.... Boss, don't worry, I won't bother them.... Not now."
Yi dust revealed a smile: "This is only bad, you and gas, fighting and killing no what bad? Money is only the most important." Press a call button under the big case after the above, easy dust heavy tightly said: "Phil, in front of the home stop on, you come to the field outside to see, we first come back, to clean up a on the West East, those messy West East you look up to go uncomfortable."
Phil, who was driving, gave a knowing smile and nodded silently.
Black car in London's new town of a more remote street stop, Yi dust in a hurry on the car, stood in a name called 'China Town' in front of the nightclub, the car straight around the front of the heavenly garage to come.
Yi Chuan walked through the door, a dozen cross-eyed black men with smiles all over their faces welcomed him in, their mouths balked, "Boss, everything is fine today, there are no conditions."
Yi Duan nodded, "Where's the cop that's out?"
The big black man who looked like the foreman hurriedly said, "It's also normal at the stripes, this month's taxes have been given to them, and there's no lei looking for trouble yet. It's all because the boss has a big face, they don't dare to mess around." Yi Duan nodded with satisfaction and had stepped into the pandemonium of the nightclub.
Whether or not the 'China Town' nightclub, can the outside not have the slightest bit of China's kind of classical and vulgar flavor. A light metal band was madly twisting and making noise under the stage, and a dozen blonde ugly men were trembling madly around them, displaying their heavy and ugly bodies without a single piece of clothing.
In the middle of the field, countless young men were twitching close to each other, with wisps of marijuana smoke coming out of their mouths from time to time. At the edge of the field, two young girls who looked no more than fourteen years old probably ate too many ecstasy pills, their bodies were lying on the railing, their heads flopping madly, their jeans were stripped off their lower bodies, and two big black men were getting high on madly twitching*, and behind them, there were still a few young men in poor clothes laughing and preparing for their shifts.
Around the semi-enclosed box, snow-black flesh entangled with each other twisting quietly, occasionally there are still a few cries for help to go, but whether or not immediately under the mouth was muffled by something. A few gay women laughed and laughed as they walked toward the handsome Yi Chen, but they were sent flying far away by a few punches from the white man beside Yi Chen. More than a dozen big dealers in the sale of small hemp and other drugs on the side of the Yi dust fawning smiles and gestures, hands outside the flying slow shipments of money, greetings and do business both.
Yi dust into the most luxurious a box, an obese amazingly white middle-aged man in a group of bodyguards under the flank of the fighter is and a few vaguely Italian ancestry of the man reveled in. His pants had long gone up to nowhere, and two young girls with fairly clean faces were serving him with their mouths, while a few of the men beside him were **shaped** and entangled with a few of the women around them.
See easy dust retreat, fat and thin black woman even leisure cold greetings: "China easy, go to introduce me a few friends, these a few veto will not be small profit bad friends, and you talk about a business, I this outside the security, it went over, do not object to it?"
Yi dust revealed a smile, "Big dog bear, talk business when playing women, not afraid of those chicks betray you?"
Little Dog Bear's face changed, fiercely smacked the two men around him a few slaps, drove them out, snappily put on his pants and said, "There is no way, you just don't like to play a little man. Eh, ****, China easy, I this field business fake good, you can envy me. Your field three land two head no police to copy the license, tax you also give ah."
Easy Dust sat down, patted a woman's ass beside him to drive her away, and said with a smile, "You do too much business, it's hard for them not to notice you, learn from me, a little bit of small drugs, nothing is a problem."
The little dog bear muttered a few words, there is not on the negation: "****, my big son to do big business?" Such complaints, at this time, a bodyguard beside him cell phone rang.
Big Dog Bear took the cell phone, just answered a few sentences, it was already a big change in color, hurriedly said sorry, brought a group of men and a few Italians flew out. Yi Chen nonchalantly threw a sentence behind him, "I'll keep a tab on the wine you drank." Big Dog Bear perfunctorily agreed, Yi Dust smiled grimly and wrote down at least twenty times the price on the bill, his mouth chattering, "Big money and small money must be earned, and the gold mountain is saved up grain by grain."
In the field outside the patrol a on, indeed nothing unusual, a foot kick off two embracing together desperately kissing and caressing more than male, easy dust hurriedly walked back to the bar in front of a gate.
Here the guard is not the door like the black man, but the eyes light blue, hair blonde, face tough, typical Germanic ancestry of the robust man. After about ten meters of narrow passageway was a small room, in which several sofas as well as two pool tables were placed horizontally, a dozen or so Germanic men were intently playing pool, seeing Yi Chuan come in, they hurriedly stood at attention and saluted Yi Chuan.
Yi dust nodded, hand in a corner of the big room touched a on, flashed back a dark door, then walked a few steps, whether a narrow rare room, luxurious arrangement no point in the middle of those kingdoms of the West the feeling of the royal palace.
A height and Gore have a comparison, the body of the big man is sitting in a corner of the sofa fiddling with the hand of the pistol, see Yi Chuan went in, he also just coldly nodded, and immediately put all the attention into the hands of the weapons.
Yi Chuan directly asked the brothers Gore and Phil, who were each holding a glass of red wine outside their hands, "Did you find out the number?"
Phil nodded, "The cash is one hundred million dollars, and fifty million dollars worth of diamonds, the big dog bear is going to be sad."
Jester twisted his body powerfully under the couch, "The two boxes have been destroyed, no crumbs at all, guaranteed. There is no mark under the banknotes, and the diamonds are also cut in the international common cutting method, without any mistakes."
A body of snow-white tight clothes, silver-white long hair into a wave-shaped cascade to the hips, eyes are bizarre turquoise color of the voluptuous woman wrapped up the body of Yi Chuan, tongue licked and swabbed Yi Chuan's ear, murmured and asked: "Boss, do you want me to accompany you?"
Yi Chuan shook his head, "Not today's place, tomorrow's place. Philip is a good boy, don't fool around, there is no time for me to contact a few brokers to see if there are any fresh tasks, the difficulty is too high, don't take it. Chekov's retreat how?"
Phyllis hung on to Yi Duan's body and said vaguely, "Him? Just breached the main system of a Swiss bank, and is now watching a live performance of the great obligation of human beings to pass on their seed, and using his own hands to feel the thrill of that eruption. God, boss you get rid of that guy, the whole computer room smells of his pungent cum, it's unbearable."
Jester laughed out loud, "Philly baby, you can burn that guy's dick and make sure you don't have all this trouble a few days ago. Hahahahahahahahaha, how come it doesn't sting when I'm pestering the boss?"
A dozen ice prisms suddenly appeared on Fili's right hand, then whistled and shot towards Jester. Jester's face changed, a reddish fire shield flew and appeared in front of him, the ice and fire came into slight contact and immediately exploded. Phil's thick palm fiercely hammered the floor, a thick air boundary appeared around the bursting energy, diminishing the damage to the surroundings, but it had also turned several ebony and gold-encrusted sofas into ashes.
Yi Dust slapped his forehead once in distress, "Ground, let's not make a scene, replacing the furniture this month has already used three hundred and seventy thousand ugly gold, there is no time for us to teach less and less on Kane's hand, don't waste your ability." That sits outside the corner of the Germanic small man courteous and rude to the small family signaled, turn the eyes and off end playing with one of his own men's pistol.
Yi dust sighed, forcibly pulled down the jade body that Fili pasted on him, moved a bit of body that was strangled a bit painful and said, "Today is the day of my practice, I'm about to break through from the twelve elemental eons to the twenty-eight eons, you guys don't disturb me, pay close attention to the gossip on the market, see if there is any abnormal movement."
The crowd of Minghei now not whether to gag time, one by one stood solemnly and nodded his head to agree.
Yi dust contemplated for a while, a little irresponsible said: "outside those guys, you pay attention to point, those who are too young little girl in the future do not let them in, eat a little soft drugs also even if, so crazy **, in case of human life in our field inside, the size of a trouble. Also, those small dealers to our protection fee in the future to me to add half percent, because now the field inside the number of young people who use drugs increased a lot, can not be cheap to them."
After explaining the matter, Yi dust is ready to go towards the descending ladder in one corner of the room, from another corner of the dark door suddenly rushed out a fat and strong Russian heavy man, the lower half of the clothes wrinkled, the upper half of a knot full of dirt pants are certainly not zipped down, saw the easy dust on the cheering pounced down: "pro-hate the boss, do you know it? You broke through the account system of the Swiss bank, which is known to be the strictest in the world, oh, can this be the greatest achievement? You should give you a million dollar bonus."
Yi Chen kicked him out and said indifferently with a foot on his head, "Firstly, you broke through a Swiss bank's system, not a Swiss bank's system; secondly, you change your wash before you talk to me, otherwise I will consider giving you a million yen for your one million bonus. Kane, take Chekov and give him a good rinse, there's a pressure washer in the garage, use that on him." Then stepped into the elevator.
Kane flew up slowly and jumped up to go, walking quickly to Chekov's side with a kind smile. Chekov smiled sardonically, "Pro-hate Mr. Kane, you'll take care of your own bad self, you don't need to be hosed down with a low-pressure jet of water."
Kane said seriously, "No, my boss's orders are for me to use a high pressure water jet. Orders must be obeyed." A thick 10.11mm caliber Browning pistol was aimed at Chekov's head, and Chekov shivered and honestly followed. Ten minutes later, a mournful howl and a burst of Russian national abuse rang through the night sky.
False whether a have more than ugly wonderful London night....
