Chapter 46: The Turmoil
Chekov stared with a pair of colorful eyes, staring unseeingly at the bodies of those coolly dressed little girls on the side of the road, and by his side was the familiar off-duty waiter from the hotel.
Seeing Chekov's lustful eyes, the waiter wisely asked him, ''Sir, do you need something? The little girls here, they're not too old, and they're all clean, so don't worry, they're out, and there aren't really many customers."
Chekov pulled out a roll of bills, but accidentally brought out a joint, he hastily stuffed the joint into his pocket, shoved the bills to the waiter, and smiled grimly, "You can rest now, my dear, get lost, I can find the girl that best suits my heart, don't underestimate my strength, hmmm, remember to tell that brother of yours that I want the purest marijuana, ****, no in Don't try to fool me with this bad stuff, my boss is a killer, by the way, our boss is working with your Yakuza. If you dare to fool me, humph, that old Yamaguchi Kikai will castrate you."
The waiter's face was a snowy white as he understood Chekov's garbled flowery language. He had been hanging out in a place like the hotel for so long, naturally he could tell that this Chekov kid wasn't a decent person, but what he didn't expect was Chekov's last few words, of course he knew what the Yakuza did, and he also knew that Yamaguchi wood was the leading boss of the Yakuza, he bowed ninety degrees in a row and said, "Hey ee, hey ee, I'll surely ask my brothers to give you the best goods, you don't worry, there will never be those inferior goods again."
By the time the boy looked up, Chekov had long since followed his two sisters' backs and walked away, the boy wiped the sweat from his forehead and whispered, "Taro's too careless, selling inferior marijuana is just fine, why do you have to let people see it? He needs to be warned or his boss will kill him without waiting for the Yakuza boss to come after us."
Chekov followed the two sisters in their almost transparent mini-skirts out of the distance, and the more he walked, the more his heart burned, and he caught up with them in a colorful haste, snorting, "Ladies, do I have the honor to invite you to spend the night? My bed in the hotel, and big and comfortable, especially that carpet, soft, is a real lambskin."
The two chicks looked at each other, although they disdained Chekov's thin body, but looking at his exaggerated clothing - and a pair of sunglasses at night, and all of them were high-grade goods imported from the United States - they knew that a wrongdoer had arrived.... The two of them grinned, and hastily leaned over Chekov's body, saying in a petulant voice, "We're not that kind of people oh...."
Chekov licked his lips, big mouth to the left side of the girl painted with bright red eye shadow, kissed hard and said: "This well, each person a thousand dollars, satisfied? Money? I don't have anything but money, but I'm rich." Chekov suddenly remembered, "Damn, that bastard Fata Deo, he should pay the boss, right? God, I'm already a billionaire, God, I love You. That pervert Jester hates You, but I'm a true believer in You, as long as You can bless me with riches. I am Your grandson."
Having negotiated the price, Chekov wrapped his arms around the two chicks and pressed them against the wall of the alley. The two chicks asked in confusion, "Aren't we going to the hotel?"
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Chekov gasped: "Shit, you're slowing down, can't you? We'll make you comfortable right here. Then you can go back to the hotel."
The two chicks looked at each other with beaming mouths and nodded helplessly.
Chekov unbuckled his own pants and was about to prepare to still his hands when the ground suddenly swished and dropped a man up.
Chekov turned back violently, following Yi Duan for so long, he had more or less grown some insights, more or less knowing a little: "A person falling from the sky is not a thing to be surprised about." Therefore, when the two chicks fainted without even uttering a single scream, Chekov was still able to furtively walk over.
This whether a body shrouded in the loose body within the white clothes of the strange man, two paint-like eyes live stared at Chekov, the strange man's body is slightly trembling, under the body and few days square whether wet, see whether it was cut a few knives left on the blood stains before.
Chekov is being two chicks to get delirious, see this strange body petite, can not help but colorful heart, smooth hand touched a hand in the thighs of this strange, strange and anxious and angry, especially the body of the serious injuries, a breath of air can not be held back, just so fainted.
Chekov consciously stroked the skin glow knot false than, suddenly a stream of fire rushed down, smiled and said: "the next emperor ah, you fake whether bad hearted people, welcomed such a superb past. This skin touch down false whether knot false ah."
A hand grabbed this strange man, hid him into the shadow corner of the alley, Chekov took off his pants, also not afraid of any hurtful preaching, directly pressed on the body of the two chicks, swallowed a blue pill into the hand, at once the alley inside the moaning gasping sound entangled into a piece. The two chicks were woken up by Chekov's sudden attack, and in a daze, they had already forgotten what had just happened, and moaned very professionally and cooperatively.
The young man by Yamaguchi's side clung to that long sword and broke into the air, and before circling around a few times in the air, heatedly glanced at the beautiful Chekov trio, cursed outside of his heart, and flew out diagonally sub-externally.
Chekov insisted on completing the first **, weakly threw a stack of bills to the two chicks, urging them to quickly roll. The two chicks reluctantly tangled in Chekov's body for half a day, once again, after taking a roll of bills, which pulled up the shirt and pants, winking and winking, flying a flying kiss, out of the alley.
Chekov said in a loud voice: "So, pro hate, this evening will be a very ugly and wonderful night. Blessed be the Lower Empire, you're going to be superb this evening." Taking off his own dungarees, which already reeked of sourness, Chekov pulled them under the strange man's head, put his arms around him, went out of the alley, hailed a cab, and marched toward the hotel where he was staying.
Chekov struggled to pick up the strange man and walked carefully toward the elevator. The hotel bellboy smiled at the sight and attentively pressed the elevator door open for him, asking, "Can I help you, sir?"
Chekov, who was attacked by a slow color, cursed, "When my father and my mother are doing something, would I come to help with leisure? Scram." Casually throwing the strange man in the corner of the elevator, he set a handful of bills and threw them out from within the doorway.
Benevolence and morality? Chekov never seemed to know what those words meant, and he never knew the virtue of helping out in a crisis. Since he had come across a beautiful woman and this mysterious event, he was going to play hard according to his desires. What did it matter to him whether this man was dead or alive?
Rushing back into the room, opening the door down and putting on three security locks, Chekov gasped and placed the strange man in his hands carefully in the middle of the sky rug, not caring in the least that the blood stains underneath him were soiling his own sky rug,** grinning, he quickly unlocked and closed the man's veil, and hemmed and hawed, "Go on, baby, let's show you if I'm ugly li.... Oh, all Japanese men should be ugly."
The weirdo had woken up and was staring at Chekov with a pair of clear water eyes deadpan, he didn't have the strength to say anything because of all the bleeding. Chekov was in a rush of color, "My, you are so handsome looking, I love girls like you, ha, if you wear a uniform then it would be wonderful..."
Chekov smoothly touched down his chest, then quickly opened his mouth small before looking at him blankly, "Lower emperor ah, I'm not a woman? You actually saved a woman? Why did you save a woman? The next emperor ah, the Virgin Mary ah, we should all come to the labor army. ***Why would you save a woman? Why did a woman grow such a big body? If I had known you would have called those two chicks back to the hotel, why did you work so hard to bring me back?"
Chekov muttered, "Forget it, man, I don't like it. This is the thirty-ninth floor, if I throw you down, you'll be dead for sure and I'll be in no danger.... Yes, that's it, I'm going to throw you down."
Chekov did pull the man towards the balcony, and the man managed to squeeze out a few words, "Save you, and I'll have no little money." The ninja's brutal training had allowed him to analyze Chekov's virtues at the first opportunity, and at the first opportunity, he played the card he thought was least likely to work.
Chekov looked at him, "A lot of money? You'll have a lot of money? Shit, if you have a lot of money, why are you being hunted down like this? Why should I trust you? You go to hell, right, right, you go to hell. Ha, money?"
The strange man flew slow, "Will you **up* the subordinate shinobi of the Wind family, you will repay you. Definitely. You samurai of the Lesser Empire of Japan will surely repay your benefactor."
Chekov's face hesitated for a moment as he slowly moved closer to his face and said viciously, "If you give me money, I will surely save you.... But you say you are a samurai from the bullshit country of Japan? Unfortunately, I am Russian.... Aren't you still fighting us for the four northern islands? I'll show you the greatness of us Russians..." He punched the man hard in the wound, hard enough to knock him out from the pain.
Satisfied, Chekov stood up and went, "Too finish ugly, Mother Mary, your lover. Well, he needs gauze, wound medicine.... Too easy..."
Chekov went to the door of his room, opened it and poked a head out, "Hey baby, come here.... I hurt that chick playing games with her, can you get me some gauze and wound medicine or something over here? Thank you. How about breakfast in the morning? You have a great heart. I like you so much."
The next hundred strange white shadows in this block near the flying slow flash quiet, can see that they belong to different organizations, a trace of strange light in their staggering figure between the burst out, from time to time no one fell up, but whether they are very tacit understanding did not make any noise, also did not point out each other in the end is not what kind of people.
As the samurai and ninja of the various clans under **, they are familiar with all the secret methods of the various clans within **, but for various reasons, they would rather die silently than reveal any information about themselves.
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The training ground of the 'Black Devil' security company.
Yi Dust moved to stand behind the face of these warriors, whispered, "You need a group of volunteers, a group of volunteers to come to Saikyo, Japan, do not need too few people, fifty will be enough, we will be given enough weapons, our goal, to kill live the smallest white gang in Japan, the Yamaguchi group's leader of the oldest and smallest, the Yamaguchi wood. No, gentlemen, warriors, kill them alive and we'll get honor and money. He's subordinate to tens of thousands of White Gang members, think of the sensational effect before we take him out."
Kane was the first to step forward, Easdust shook his head firmly, "No Kane, you shouldn't be out here, I need to test these boys in battle. Four hundred million dollars, yes, this operation is worth four hundred million dollars, I want the lads to take on this mission."
These soldiers were all older than Yi Chuan, could Yi Chuan have no virtual power and Yi Chuan have no power, so Yi Chuan directly called them lads, and they didn't have no significance. For these soldiers to say, false power is whether everything, false power ruled everything.
The soldiers took a neat step forward, Stromgen took two steps forward and said loudly, ''Boss, we don't need any consideration, any one of our squads can accomplish this mission. Our actions will show them that their four hundred million dollars was wasted. This kind of mission, it's too easy, really too easy."
Yi Chen smiled up with satisfaction and went, "Soldiers of the 'White Devil' unit, advance."
Kane's immediate subordinates flew back a step, and Stromgen stood in front of Yi Duan with three hundred German special forces soldiers with their heads held high.
Yi Dust nodded his head and said solemnly, "Brothers, this is the first time you have used this word to address Xiao Jia, you want Xiao Jia to not only see you as a boss, a leader, but to falsely favor you as a trustworthy, reliable person. In the Little Family's mind, you have the law to compare yourself to Commander Kane, but no you want the Little Family to be clear and black, and you, biased, are trying to reach that goal."
"We are registered, as a security company, but.... You will not simply think that our mission is security.... I believe you have performed missions unrelated to war in the military, right?"
The soldiers laughed heavily going.
"Money, yes, the purpose of it all is money.... You trusted Kane, you accepted Kane's call, you rallied under Kane's banner, but you abandoned honor, the honor of your country, the honor of your soldier. Money, yes, what I can give you, not pride, not pride, but money."
"Do not consider too little, in your hands, we do bad, we will have no count of money.... You have the law to give us clean honor, you have the law to give us clean prestige, you have the law to give us clean status, but no what you can give us, no money.... Prestige in all directions."
"That's right, prestige, true prestige, you will be 'them', the invincible 'them'.... Maybe you don't understand my words yet, but you will soon. This is the first mission for the 'Black Devil' security company, and there is absolutely no room for failure."
Stromgen stepped down and back again, "Absolutely not, boss."
Yi Duan looked at him and pointed, "You, Stromgen, lead fifty soldiers to Japan, Tokyo. Take out Yamaguchi Kimi of the Yakuza and everyone around him. If you fail, summon me, understand?"
Stromgen nodded and whispered, "No problem, boss.... You guys will absolutely complete the mission."
Yi Dust looked at these soldiers, very dissatisfied with what he had just said, no matter what, it was a difficult thing to make them completely satisfied with their current status. In other words, it was a very difficult thing to replace the honor of a warrior in their hearts with another kind of honor.
For a while, Yi Chuan was even hoping for the failure of their mission, only without failure, in order to let these soldiers that absolute sense of honor chipped away, and then before replacing their honor with hatred and love, so that they in hatred and love completely for their own use. Relying only on Kane's prestige is not enough to completely master these soldiers.
The simplest reason, Yi dust himself is not a soldier, he does not completely understand the psychology of these soldiers.
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Yi Chen's secret armory was opened once again, and the soldiers selected by Stromgen entered.
One soldier had his eye on a sniper rifle under the wall, and he took small steps over. One of Kane's superiors walked slowly behind him with words and looked at him with hot indifference, blocking his way.
The soldier looked at the man in front of him, then at the sniper rifle, and nodded with a standard military salute, "I'm sorry, Ensign, I didn't realize that was your weapon."
A standard return salute, that of Kane's superior nodded and said in a hushed voice, "We can choose any weapon we like besides yours. This corner, no approach."
The soldiers led by Stromgen watched the scene attentively, taking careful note of the range drawn by the one-time ensign, and sure enough no one ever went in that direction again.
Easily dusted, he said in a loud voice, "There is a law of understanding, Kane, those guns, what do we make of them?"
Kane whispered, "Friends, life."
Easy dust shook his head, carefully and roughly watched these soldiers big heartedly pick their weapons, even pick every bullet. Each bullet was carefully pressed into the magazine before being examined.
Yi Chen gently stroked his chin, "Kane, you need to teach them something else. I want an absolutely loyal army yet."
Kane looked at him in surprise, "Boss, they are absolutely loyal."
Easy Dust muttered up, "Kane, you're an idiot. Loyalty.... Well, it's hard to say, the loyalty they give me now is because of the prestige you once had, understand? I need true loyalty."
Kane looked at Eadon in disbelief, not understanding in the slightest how Eadon's train of thought really worked.
Phil walked in, "Boss. The seaplanes have been contacted, they'll be waiting offshore when they depart. Fata Deo and the others, have provided a refueling plane in Russia to refuel us midway. Well, Mr. Plouffe issued our plane a legal license, and we'll be safe once we reach Russian airspace."
Easy Dust shook his head, "No, Phil, follow the deviant path, weapons and people combined off. It's safer that way.... You suddenly remembered to go, you guys have been too flashy lately, you need to, slightly tighten up, no, slightly tighten up.... Don't ask you why, for reasons you'll explain before."
Regardless of what Yiduan thought, the squad of fifty-one men set off, their weapons, through some nefarious channel, secretly arriving in Japan first.
