Chapter 89 Meeting

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"Identification confirmed, the "dragon horses" of the Menggui are dead. "

"The corpse of the Deadpool has been transported to the Rock Flow Research Institute."

"Kaguya is monitoring all online platforms in Japan. Once any videos taken on this road section are found, they will be intercepted and forcibly deleted."

"Ms. Shibasaki Setsuko has been sent to the hospital and is in good health. The Inuyama family is on the way."



Dressed in a black professional secretary outfit, Misaki Sakura stood behind Minamoto Chisei and reported the summary of the matter in a clear and logical manner.

Although the heavy rain has stopped, the sky is still gloomy, with black clouds hovering above Osaka like a giant python.

The black owlbirds of the Japanese Branch Executive Bureau blocked the elevated road and cleaned up the traces left at the battle scene as quickly as possible.

"'Ryoma' actually fell into their hands... It's a pity, I still want to avenge that Fuma senior with my own hands. "

Yuan Zhisheng stared at the head with half a face molded of flesh and blood, and spoke softly.

The "Senior Fuma" he was talking about was the former director of the Executive Bureau, who was seriously injured and killed by "Ryoma" two years ago.

"But they really didn't have any scruples in doing anything..."

Yuan Zhisheng looked back at the gap that bisected the elevated road. He could see the twisted steel bars outside the concrete, as if they had been bombarded.

"Less than twenty-four hours after the S-class trio landed in Japan, they destroyed the headquarters of the Mongols and killed the "King General" and "Ryoma" successively. Although the King General may not be dead yet... However, before that, Sheqi The eight families have been troubled by them for more than ten years. "

"If I didn't know the history and background of the Menggui clan, I would suspect that there is a mole in our Sheqiba family... or that we are just a bunch of trash."

Yuan Zhizhi smiled silently, "Okay, I admit that I'm a little attracted to them."

He jumped, crossed the blasted gap that was seven or eight meters wide, and reached the other side of the elevated road, his black windbreaker making a sound.

Sakura also jumped over, and her wonderful body curve turned into a beautiful silhouette in the air. The slender heels of her high heels landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

Yuan Zhisheng's other two men, Crow and Yasha, are watching Fingel to prevent him from escaping.

On the surface, they put aside their contempt for the exchange students in the headquarters, and no longer dared to say threatening words such as "break their limbs and sink them into Tokyo Bay to become a human pile."

"I am a junior student in Xia Yuan. I graduated from the 2003 advanced training class of Kassel College and is currently the director of the Japan Branch Executive Bureau. Nice to meet you, Senior Brother Fingel."

Yuan Zhisheng expressed his courtesy to Fingel in pure Chinese.

The reason why the language is in Chinese instead of English is because twenty minutes ago, when he led the team to rush from the burned-down Paradise Hall, Fingel was holding the unconscious Shi Jinzi and shouting to them:

"Good friends from the Japanese branch! Don't kill the wrong person! I am a very good citizen!"

"Yo Xi! Junior brother, please speak Chinese!"

Fingel gave a thumbs up and praised.

The corners of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched slightly.

He had heard of Fingel's "Legend of Repeating a Grade" when he was studying at Kassel College, so when he saw Fingel appearing on the exchange list, Yuan Xiaosheng knew that this so-called exchange study was a fake.

Now his gentle attitude towards Fingel is entirely based on the S-class whom he has never met——

The Japanese branch has always believed in the strong, and in these twenty-four hours, the dazzling S-class exchange student has shown his strength, and the entire Sheqi family has been impressed by his achievements.

Although I don’t know the “E”-level person in front of me during this period... Well, if Yuan Zhisheng remembers correctly, the opponent seems to have been reduced to the “F” level...

In short, even if Fingel did not play a big role in the S-class combination, as the saying goes, "It depends on the owner when beating a dog." Yuan Zhisheng still gave Fingel enough respect.

"Excuse me, where are my classmates Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang now? The Japanese branch sincerely invites you three to visit our home."

"although

Although the actions of the three of you are completely divorced from the arrangements of the branch, I guarantee in the name of the director of the Executive Bureau that you will still receive friendly hospitality from the branch. "

Yuan Zhisheng said as calmly as possible.

"Ah... even though you said so, Director, I don't know where the captain and deputy captain will go next."

Fingel spread his hands helplessly.

"This is the kindness given to you by the Sheqi family," Yuan Zhisheng sighed, "Counting from the hour when the 3.5 billion reward order was issued, the flight from Moscow will arrive at Tokyo Airport in about half an hour. Landed."

"Then Europe, America, Africa... Killers and hunters from all over the world arrived in Tokyo one after another in the next two days. Their prey was classmate Lu Mingfei, who is now worth 3.5 billion yen. Now the whole of Japan can The only ones who protect you are the Sheqi family."

"Um...I'm not bragging. The performance of our group leader..." Fingel pinched his chin and said with a smile, "I feel like they are more like the group leader's prey."

"It is indeed a well-deserved S-class." Yuan Zhisheng nodded, "It is precisely because of this that I am eager to invite you back to my home... Your style of doing things is too flamboyant."

"The leader and deputy leader are indeed such people. They are only responsible for rushing forward in one go and don't care about the Abraham Contract at all."

Fingal agrees.

Yuan Zhisheng helplessly held his forehead:

"The Executive Directorate doesn't have much energy to deal with the aftermath for you now, as it is now... If we don't deal with Deadpool's body but wait for the Metropolitan Police to come, then the biological investigation information report on this body will be available in a few days. It will be secretly passed on to the U.S. government."

"Even though you said so, I really don't know where they will go next."

"I was left here purely to protect the girl and send her back safe and sound."

Fingel spread his hands again.



"Ryoma is dead."

The man looked at the dark sky with neither sadness nor joy, and the rain slid down his cold and handsome face.

He was wearing a loose kimono with red flowers on a black background, and a tachi with a black scabbard was slung across his waist. The rainwater sliding down his face hit the handle of the knife, causing crystal water to explode.

"This is the worst time the meng ghosts have suffered in the past ten years."

In the mountain shrine, the flickering firelight illuminated the pale white official mask on the old man's face, making people shudder in the dancing light and shadow.

He looked at the heavy rain outside the corridor that seemed to engulf the entire Osaka, his eyes as vicious and greedy as a jackal.

"That arrogant fool deserves to die."

The man said coldly.

"Having said that, Ryoma's position cannot be vacant. We are already being closely monitored by our family. Now is the time when we need funds."

Gongqing smiled and said, turning to look at Sakurai Kogure who was standing quietly in the corner, "You can take over first. You are running the Kukakukan very well."

He showed the row of blackened teeth behind his mask.

"Follow your wishes, Your Majesty."

Sakurai Komu knelt down and gave a big salute to the old man Gongqing.

"I'll leave the reconstruction of the Kukakukan to you as well...Ryoma doesn't need to go out to fight now, he just needs to make peace with himself in the rear. "

"Hayin."

Sakurai Kogure responded softly.

Suddenly, the ringtone of her cell phone rang on her waist.