Chapter 44:
'Pine and Crane House', was having a large number of diners coming in and out of the main door, and it was indeed the time for people to enjoy their lunch. The old men from the Chinese district waddled over with a small teapot, ready to drink a few cups in a small way; those Londoners or tourists from other places who came to the Chinese district were deeply attracted by the smell of frying and cooking, and couldn't help but come to 'Pine and Crane House' on two legs, flying fast.
When Yi Chuan, Yi Yang, Yi Kong, Yi Qing, together with Mr. Zhang appeared in the lobby of the first floor of the 'Pine and Crane Building', Tang Hu was carrying a black lacquered tea tray with a smile on his face, and his feet flew as if he were traveling back and forth between the tables of the lobby, serving the guests fine food in a gentle tone of voice. There were twenty-four young men in total, just like Tang Hu, and they were running between tables and chairs as if they were butterflies, but their wide Tang suits didn't bring up a single wind sound.
Mr. Zhang muttered, "Good kung fu. Mr. Yi, who are they?"
Yi Chen said indifferently, "They? Call themselves Dragon Sect, they are strong, very strong, if they are given weapons and a little more training, I think they can go straight to attacking the White House. At the very least, the White Palace's walls are of no use to them."
Tang Hu fiercely saw Yi Duan and the others, he quickly threw the tea tray in his hand towards the money cabinet inside the hall, a small old man inside grabbed it with one hand and gently placed it on the cabinet. Tang Hu greeted them and shouted, "Five distinguished guests, upstairs please. Mr. Yi, you are truly a man of faith."
Yi Dust smiled faintly, "Good talk, good talk. I said I would give you guys an answer."
Tang Hu shook his head, "We already know, at least we already know what you did."
Yi Duan jerked to a halt and looked at him dead on.
Tang Hu smiled up, "A London City boss likes Chinese food, he drunkenly and inadvertently said that he got certain information, we checked those information and found that it seems to be somewhat related to you. And with all of them dead, the winner in the end is you, we're not stupid, Mr. Yi."
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Mr. Zhang smiled and went: "Years heavy for nothing, well, very good, our intelligence system."
Tang Hu quickly swept a glance at Mr. Zhang, slightly nodded his head to indicate that: "There is the presence of the official master, Mr. Yi, we are not convenient to talk about.... Make an appointment later, our old man would like to set up a table of wine for you."
Mr. Zhang frowned and looked at Tang Hu, "You can't be a government official, big guy, you're mistaken, right?"
Tang Hu smiled strangely, "There is a smell on the body of an official, how to hide it can't be hidden. This gentleman, please, we have a special private room upstairs, the confidentiality is very strong. Mr. Yi, I'm very sorry, we don't want to deal with official people for the time being, so we can only do our best as a landlord when you bring these friends."
Tang Hu in the back to lead the way, Yi dust and other five people quickly followed in front, the corner of the eye swept everywhere, you can see a few Tang Hu generally dressed in the gang has long rushed down the stairs, the following waiters have also been idle up to go.
Yi dust smiled and said to Mr. Zhang: "Originally I wanted to give all of you contact feelings, it seems that the other party refused. "
Mr. Zhang look around those waiters wind like quiet work, heartfelt admiration said: "No need to bother, if you can and they pull down the open system. They can be quite a bit worse than your Dragon Team...."
Yi dust eyes flashed at Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang was stunned, snorted a few times to cope with the past, while Tang Hu was smiling, and I do not know if he heard.
Tang Biao old man did not no take the cane, small steps to the private room, to all the people to honor three bowls before, without saying a word, a harrumph and walked out. Tang Hu Song followed him out, pulling down the door of the private room with his hand.
Mr. Zhang wiped the liquor at the corner of his mouth and sighed repeatedly, "Good sharp old man, great, great, three bowls of wine and drink water. Mr. Yi, I heard that you are interested in that shipment?"
Yi Dust nodded, "No, you are quite uninterested. On the contrary, there is no way for us to ship it back very conveniently even if we get it, so we might as well let you get your hands on it directly, and save your several masters from too much trouble. "
Mr. Zhang smiled, "I understand why Yi Yang and the others strongly requested me to meet with you. Well, no wonder Mr. Yi is able to have such a big situation in London, huh, people like you all, once you are free of restraints, you can poke a hole in the sky, right?"
Yi Chen also smiled: "Not bad, you were kicked out of the division, naturally no one cared about you. However, Mr. Zhang must not look at this side of the dark forces, if not you can be very careful in the turnover between several small forces, you have long been killed by them."
Yi Kong fried and huffed, "Senior brother, who else can do anything to us? The big deal is that we seven senior brothers will lay down the Shattered Star Sword Formation."
Yi Yang Qing droned, "Shut up, senior brother didn't tell me to speak."
Yi Kong hurriedly grabbed a slice of mushroom with his chopsticks and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Yi dust laughed up going, "Few very powerful people, small probability can be compared to your small reincarnation completion, or even lower. You don't want us to pay too much attention to these heavenly forces in Europe, no one of them is weak, very weak. Behind their face, you can only keep your tail between your legs and sneak around to stab them from the front."
Yi Yang looked at Yi Duan dumbfounded, Yi Duan smiled and nodded at him, "Remember, even if your power is invincible, however, a sneak attack from behind by someone who is only half as strong as you may take your life, always remember. Last time, I took out a Holy Knight of the Church, if he was wearing a full set of holy weapons, then I couldn't move him at all, but he was too careless, too careless. Remember, Yiyangzi, always remember that power is more useful than strength in many situations."
Mr. Zhang applauded heavily and smiled up going, "Mr. Yi, Mr. Zhang has been taught. Then, if you allow Mr. Yi to obtain this batch of arms, what disadvantages can you get?"
Yi Chuan did not budge at all and said slyly, "Aren't you guys getting the benefits? You guys don't even have to send out a single person to solve this trouble."
Mr. Zhang shook his head, "That can't be done, plan outside these arms you guys its virtual can also change some big money to use, at least you this group two years of funding enough. Although Mr. Yi Yang they are not Mr. Yi's fellow disciples, can, there is the theory from the emotional reasoning to say, they are now not your superior subordinates, this, you still have to make this account clear."
Yi dust lick lips, chewing a calf waist meat with relish, thought for half a day, before saying, "I will not give too high price, absolutely not."
Mr. Zhang laughed up going, "You won't ask for too little either."
Yi Chen looked at Mr. Zhang: "A batch of top secret information of British MI6, a list of their thirty-nine senior spies, accompanied by a gift of their European Division Director Mr. David a living person. I can only offer this much, if it's any higher, I'll knock out Yi Yang and the others, and you guys can rob this batch of arms yourselves."
Mr. Zhang froze for a on, anxiously put on his chopsticks, and loosely gripped his wine glass, "Pro hate Yi, what did you just say? MI6's small building, did we blow it up? Those missing documents, outside our hands?"
Yi Dust's eyes flashed with a fox-like cute light, darted to clink with Mr. Zhang and said with a smile, "I didn't say anything. Maybe you heard wrong."
Mr. Zhang laughed and went, "No ah, no ah, you heard wrong, then, this batch of arms belongs to you. That Xiao Wei, is that the guy that your grandmother just promoted? The guy who was once very powerful in the Middle West for a while?"
Yi Duan nodded and said with a smile, "He loved his wife and children very much, so when I put a pistol to their heads, he became my person. I'm actually a decent English gentleman, but he always had to force me to do things I didn't want to do."
Mr. Zhang moved quiet a on his seat and said with no point of excitement, "So, deal.... However, as a friend, you remind Mr. Yi that that, that old woman that no one has ever dared to marry, the one who is called her old grandmother outside the circle, is not a bad person to deal with. You know the commandment of our kind of people, and can't use their own power to deal with ordinary people as they wish, then, this old woman cha bad whether your most headache opponent, her cerebellum, the construction is very special."
Yi Chen smiled, "It's okay, I know how to deal with her old man. I have made some strong and powerful friends, they will take care of me."
Mr. Zhang laughed, constantly laughing, just bad like a miser seeing a gold mine in low delight.
Yi Duan also smiled and looked at him, "Dear Mr. Zhang, that batch of arms, can you tell me the specific list?"
Zhang nodded: "The quantity is not whether it is very small, just enough to arm a digital combat brigade. Well, five thousand sets of British Land and Sky Warrior man-portable combat system, supporting two hundred doors of the first to retreat sky-to-air man-portable missile launchers, twenty self-propelled low artillery, one hundred self-propelled mortars, forty low machine-quiet assault armored vehicles, accompanied by other special equipment of a small probable fifty containers in size."
Mr. Zhang maliciously looked at Yi Duan: "We originally also had a bit of a headache even if we robbed this batch of goods, how to avoid the British and French naval patrol fleet, now it seems that it doesn't matter. Mr. Yi Dust is very powerful, London is your territory, digesting this batch of goods should not be a problem."
Yi Dust also looked at Mr. Zhang with a pointless dullness, "Digest? Joking aside, Mr. Zhang, you don't have any plans to build an army for the time being. Well, it's easy to eat them, but can we put those small firepower weapons outside? Damn, who ordered them? Burning money?"
Mr. Zhang shrugged his shoulders, "Anyway, the shipment goes to Southeast Asia, I have no right to disclose the specific information, please understand."
Yi dust high said: "No ah, no open system, you think about it, man-portable combat system is very useless, those large caliber assault rifles or not the best goods; missiles are also useless, you can use to deal with. Self-propelled low artillery may be too hot to handle, can old Hank that bastard will be happy to digest, self-propelled mortars, ****, you eat him so what. The low-profile armored assault vehicle, before it was rebranded, was used by your private security division. Bad. It's a deal, Mr. Chang. It's a deal. You're very happy with the deal, so maybe you can continue to work together in some other way a few days ago. Do you say, since your division are already with us...."
Yi dust look at Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang pursed his lips and smiled so happily, nodded his head repeatedly and said, "That's of course, we also hope to have a collaborator like you, in our information, Mr. Yi's family is a real transaction without a white man ah.... Hehe."
The three of them, Yi Yang, watched dumbfounded as the two men bargained, no longer able to speak.
Mr. Zhang kept on launching himself towards a plate of vinegar dipped jellyfish head, and said to Yi Dust in a harmonious voice, "Then, please. I'll find a way to skim off the rug on me now, we don't know anything."
Easy Dust nodded and thought for a while, "A week ago, Senator Wilkins of the British House of Lords is going to be holding an open-air banquet, do I need you to get you a couple of invitations."
Mr. Zhang shook his head, "No need, I can get them."
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Inside a small log tea pavilion surrounded by small pine trees in a vast garden in Tokyo, Japan, Yamaguchi Kimi was sitting peacefully on a small futon, opposite him was an old man with gray hair, a rigid face, and muscles that looked as if they were constructed of metal. Several women in kimono were carefully holding a set of red clay tea utensils next to him, and a wisp of fragrance wafted around the tea pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, there was a large pond, and along a bamboo pole, clear spring water dripped into the pond as if it were music from the earth. A dozen or so carp with a market value of over ten million yen were swimming happily in the pond. A handsome young man wearing a black samurai uniform with scarlet cherry petals underneath, with long hair draped in front of his waist, was tossing fish food back into the pond with a large grain, and a four-foot-long sword with a white sheath was strangely hovering in front of him at a distance of two meters.
Yamaguchi Wood looked at the young man, gently waved the fan in his hand, and said with a smile, ''Ryukan-kun, it is time for you to make a decision. Of your five great clans of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, you gold clan is the only one that still has a good relationship with us, Wind Forest and Fire Mountain, so we can make a connection. That secretive Five Elements Alliance of yours, is it really that important?"
Long Shimo's voice also seems to be as if the steel knocking general, reach off the small hand to take over the waiter to welcome over the tea, also not afraid of hot, a mouthful of pouring back the small mouth, urning voice said, "No, Yamaguchi, they all say whether I am an old fox, the first certainly want to look for you to discuss things, long ago told you can't believe in me."
Yamaguchi made an aggrieved look, "Ryukami, why do you say that? We have been old friends for so many years, when have I ever lied to you?"
Ryushita blinked his eyes and thought for half a ground before he said, "Bad like no, but I bullied you at Mt. Fuji when I was older."
Yamaguchi wooden almost so angry that he smashed the tea cup in his hand out, in his heart he kept cursing, "Damn, this guy practicing the Golden Transportation Technique, has his head also turned into an iron lump? Bah, when will the Chinas Transported Armor Sect come running to Japan to finish off you bunch of losers."
Yamaguchiki hung down an amiable smile, "Ryushita, do I remember that time? That would be so unlike a samurai. How about this, what do I think about giving us, the Golden Clan, a seat in your **lowest group, so that our clan can participate in the lowest level of things? As long as I support your proposal in the last **minor** meeting to pool and divide your forces to open up a new heavenly plate in Europe."
Yamaguchi took advantage of the fact that Ryuukami had not yet responded and said quickly, "Ignore the other four Five Elements Alliance clans, if I'm friends with you, then we, Rin, and you, Jin, should be friends, ah. Long Shangjun, do you really want to make me sad?"
Ryushita thought dumbly for half a land, and nodded quickly.
Yamaguchi smiled, "Then, all the best, the convention is just a few days away."
The year-old heavy man, who was off to the side of the pond feeding the fish, suddenly turned his eyebrows up and barked out a calendar, "Baka, who?"
The longsword behind him let out a dragon's roar, and a bolt of black electricity slashed towards the canopy of the large tree thirty meters away, as the young man and Yamaguchiki simultaneously rose up in the air, their four slaps slashing out fiercely. Ryukami watched the scene dumbfounded as the skin on his body suddenly turned silver, and blasted his fist at the large tree, buzzing loudly as he asked, "Yamaguchi, what's wrong?"
Three thick white shadows flew slowly up from under the canopy of the tree, running towards the garden in a slow and desperate manner.
The young man's longsword shot out, and one of the black shadows grunted as his left hand was cut off, while he and his two companions were suddenly enveloped in a layer of bloody light, and their speed increased by more than ten times as they disappeared.
Yamaguchi stood dumbfounded at the top of the tree branch, roaring up, "Baka, a bunch of waste, actually let the water people just mixed up and retreated."
The young man lazily put his own long sword reach back, inserted into the scabbard flying behind him, just about to ask a question, a silver light splits through, the whole of that big tree was shattered into pieces, suddenly unguarded Yamaguchi wood gray face fell down, the air a jerks, which stood firmly on the ground.
Ryushita stared blankly at Yamaguchi wood, a smile appeared under his face: ''Not bad meaning, Yamaguchi, this tree you will compensate for it. Well, there are no such small trees in the low road wild, that old monk owes you a favor, you dig a few over there."
Yamaguchi wood so angry that he could not speak looked at Ryukami, and made a vicious color at the young man.
The year-old heavier man swept up heavily and swept right over the fence, leaving on a question, "No water's Water Transported Armor then, right? Using their own blood as a prop for the Transported Armor, their samurai can't be underestimated."
Yamaguchi grunted, "Regardless, Tokyo is our territory, finish off the three of them bastards."
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Two days later, Venice, night, late night.
Four women in trench coats flew slowly back out of Cyclops Ves's tavern, the one in the lead wagged his finger and said, "Excuse me, one drink, one drink and I'm out of here."
Vess heard their odd English pronunciation and said with displeasure, "****, are you Japanese monkeys playing with me? You've already had one drink, I never do repeat business here, get out, get the hell out."
The Japanese guy who led the way approached the bar, took a big hearted look around, and Vis gently hammered under the table, "****, get the hell out of here. Just deny us business and let you get reprimanded by them, ****, what the hell is going on? We this group of yellow skin monkey fake whether the heavenly prison to go to the bad luck, they said you leaked the machine thin, ***, the mother of the lower emperor testified, you Vis can not say anything."
The Japanese man shushed, "We raise the price, three hundred million dollars, we want the life of Yamaguchi and everyone around him. Three hundred million dollars, we'll add an extra three hundred million dollars. That's the biggest number we can come up with right now. Term, one month, in one month, plus the previous one hundred million, for a total of four hundred million dollars, we want the life of Yamaguchi and everyone around him."
Ves looked at them hotly, "Son of a bitch, I'm great without money? Three hundred million? Damn, is this guy that hard to deal with?"
The Japanese nodded, "We have the power, but we can't deal with him, or we'll break the oath and we'll all die. You, find 'them' to deal with Yamaguchi, even if you use a nuclear warhead to blow Tokyo to rubble, it doesn't matter, in short, within a month, let Yamaguchi and those around him die..."
Ves nodded and was about to say something when the door was kicked shut with a small force.
A young man with blonde hair and blue eyes, obviously with noble blood, rushed in, closely followed by several bodyguard-like men.
Vis roared up: "***, big brat, my mom did not teach me what is called politeness? Get the hell out of here, you opened the door."
The young man had obviously had a lot to drink and said drunkenly, "One drink, I just need one drink, one drink is enough. I'll have one drink and leave."
Ves and the Japanese man looked at each other in pointless surprise, and the Japanese man, who had carefully covered his face with his collar, nodded and said, "So, that's it?"
Ves thought for a moment, "As per the old rules, the clock starts ticking when they get the message, one month, and I can't guarantee they'll agree."
The Japanese approved of his proposal and the four men walked towards the door on the watchful eyes of the few bodyguards. One of the bodyguards suddenly struck a vicious elbow into the belly of the leading Japanese, the bodies of the four Japanese suddenly accelerated and flew slowly as if they were clearing the wind as they fishtailed out from behind his elbow. Several bodyguards stared blankly at the scene, a cool air from the big belly of the sharp descending.
Ves growled, "Shut the door, you assholes.... What can I get you to order, dear Sir? Ha, I don't have any juices here, only spirits for real men, not for you."
The year-old heavy man's bloodshot eyes came alive as he glared at Vis, "You heard a friend say that you can grant all wishes outside of here. Your friend fought with several of his brothers for the inheritance, and all of his brothers suffered Yili living, letting him inherit that than the family fortune, no no no? No or no?"
Ves wiped the table heavily and grunted in a low voice, "****, can't do business with you noble brats in the future, ok, ok, I admit it, **** what kind of wine do you want? Just remember, if you dare to leak anything related to us to those who don't want to do it, you and your clan, dead."
The year-old heavy man laughed up and down, madly, "Pro-hate Mr. Wise, of course, are you and him the kind of partners that are absolutely dear and rare, and he is so sympathetic to what you are going through, and at the same time so furious, that he has introduced you. A billion ugly dollars, sir."
The glass in Ves' hand fell to the floor with a crash, and his enormous head attached itself to the young man's ear, "What did you say, my dear? A billion dollars? God, there are so many rich people in the world. You're a little hairy kid, probably just to stab a love interest, a billion dollars? You ejaculated that much while masturbating?"
Several bodyguards changed color and drew their own weapons, aiming them at Vis.
Ves sneered, "Dear gentlemen, calm down. Those dear companions of mine promised me that if anything happens to me, your entire family, as long as you don't leave the planet, will be subject to the most brutal retaliation. You can't afford to offend me, okay? Put down your guns. Gentlemen, don't make me angry."
The year-old heavy man growled up, "Get out of here, us losers, get out of here."
Several of the bodyguards snapped and walked out amidst the young man's barrage of curses, and Vess squeezed out a kind smile, "So, sir, what service do you require? For the time being, I believe you have a billion dollars well. I wouldn't mind hearing your story, the night is too long and it's good to have someone to talk to. Can I get you anything? Coffee?"
The year-old heavy man walked himself back to the bar, picked up a bottle of Black Lantian, took a swig, looked at Ves, and gasped, "Your family, you should have heard of it, the St. Langrens, the only member of the family you are or are not now a member of, and all that is left of the family fortune, is in your name."
Intrigued, Ves whispered, "Ha, the St. Laurent family that rules 60% of the flower essences produced in all of France? My dear Excellency, I apologize for my rudeness, what services do you require? How about I recommend a few particularly good brands? One billion dollars. God." He mumbled under his breath, "Wouldn't that mean I'd get paid a hundred million dollars? I should think about retiring..."
The heavyset man roared, "Let that bitch, that fucking bitch out in the world, you're going to ruin her family's reputation, her so-called saintly reputation. Just let you see her beauty exposed to the world, you are willing to pay a billion ugly dollars, even if it's lower, you have no money, you have no money that you can't use up, you want to get back at her, you want to get back at her entire family. Tell you what, 'they' can finish �?"
Vis smiled up, "Of course, 'they' are the gods of the dark world, 'they' can do anything. So, your request is."
The year-old heavy man was good and venomous, and shuddered as he let out the most evil and good curse of all, "Let her hate the next one, before mercifully abandoning her. Let her family, because of her behavior is tainted, let her own, this life, never again in the world face behind the head. This demonic man, this devil's whore, let her perish by all means, and may Satan protect her soul."
Viz shook the young man's hand, "Deal, dear.... Please credit the 50% deposit to the account number I gave you below within three days.... And of course, the name of that lovely young lady, please let me know. It's a technical job, you see. It's not easy to make a woman fall in love with a man, and we need to work hard at it. We need time. An indefinite commission. You won't object, will you? So, here's the agreement, ha, yes, your family's crest, yes, your personal seal. Praise God, we completed the agreement, and remember, in three days, five hundred million dollars.... I wish you happiness."
