The sky in Tokyo has changed forever.
The strong wind blew and pushed big dark clouds from the sea. They gathered in one place, and the colors blended together like light ink, brewing deeper and deeper.
There is no sun today, and the sky above the whole city is a blur, with oppressive clouds that cannot let out any light.
The experienced old people knew that this was the prelude to the coming storm, so they rushed home early with their snack stalls and closed for the day.
Pedestrians on the roadside were still walking around in a hurry as usual, and no one wanted to pay more attention to the weather.
Office workers wearing suits and ties carried briefcases, and some even carried a few wrapped sockeye salmon rice balls to take to the company as meals.
High school students carried black nylon shoulder bags and walked to school in groups. As long as TV Tokyo doesn't issue a weather warning, you still have to continue learning.
As residents of this earthquake-prone island country living at the junction of the Eurasian and Pacific tectonic plates, they have received a full set of drills on disaster prevention since childhood, and have experienced natural disasters such as earthquakes and typhoons, both large and small.
If there is a storm today, it is just a common occurrence.
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The tall and handsome young man opened the curtains, holding a cup of black coffee in his hand, looking at the bustling street and the flow of people below through the large one-way transparent floor-to-ceiling window, with the broken hair on his forehead covering his slightly indifferent eyes.
"According to the latest forecast from the Meteorological Agency, the super typhoon 'Haiyan' that emerged from the Pacific Ocean has made landfall in southern Tokushima Prefecture today. This typhoon has strong winds and is about to sweep across Japan."
Caesar leaned on the white leather sofa, picked up his phone and read the latest weather warning message.
"Tokyo, Japan, is hiding in the Kanto Plain at a higher latitude. The wind force of the typhoon will be weakened a lot, but the amount of seawater rainfall it will bring will never be less."
Chu Zihang calmly analyzed the impact this news would have on their upcoming mission.
"Heavy rain will wash away the smell of blood and erase the traces of the accident, making it suitable for hands-on work."
Lee Yong-yeon was dressed in an elegant white silk shirt and black trousers, and he used the image of a young business elite to say words that were completely incompatible with him.
"The staff of the Sheqi Ba Family are expected to be very busy these days, especially their Rock Flow Research Institute, which is responsible for monitoring meteorological and geological changes. There will be a key need for manpower."
"Why does it feel a bit like the scene in a movie where villains discuss bad things? They treat us to delicious food and drinks, but we are discussing how to sneak into their lair while they are struggling to withstand the typhoon?"
The blond young man slapped the back of the sofa with his big hand, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his handsome face.
"You can also attack from the front and cover for us."
Li Longyuan put one hand in his pocket, took a sip of the slightly bitter original coffee from the white porcelain cup, turned around and glanced at him lightly.
When the boy was performing his mission, he completely lost his sense of freedom and spontaneity and became silent and steady. This is a habit developed while performing missions in Orthodoxy and experiencing life and death.
Any mistake in every small link may cost you or your teammates' lives, leading to the failure of the entire plan.
Chu Zihang remained expressionless as always.
Caesar's smile stopped and he shrugged helplessly, indicating that you can just make a plan.
He originally wanted to liven up the atmosphere.
"Kaguya's cloud computing system should be located on the 40th floor of the Genji Heavy Industries Building."
Li Longyuan said again.
When he sent Eri to Genji Heavy Industries, he could count all the floors at a glance while standing at the bottom of the building, and he had also memorized the internal fortifications.
The eight members of the Sheqi family were completely unaware that they followed the young master's wishes and let him go, which would undoubtedly lead to the wolf entering the house.
The Eyes of the Word Spirit and the Wind King were just smoke bombs thrown by Li Longyuan, making them think they had gotten the answer they wanted.
In fact, no one will connect him with the ghost-faced warrior who destroyed the Paradise Hall anymore, because no mixed-race species can have two kinds of speech spirits. This is an iron rule.
Especially for "Indra" and "Storm Horn", two word spirits with completely different attributes.
"After performing this task, I have to go out alone to do something."
The boy looked at his two teammates and said, as a way of informing them.
"It's about Ms. Yumi Matsuda falling from the building."
Caesar nodded understandingly, obviously caring about Li Longyuan's situation that night.
"It's best to leave it to the Tokyo Police Department. The academy has never allowed mixed-race people to interfere in ordinary people's criminal crimes."
Chu Zihang raised his head, looked at the young man who looked cold and majestic, and warned him.
This is the tragedy of the entire mixed race. While gaining unimaginable power, they also need to keep a distance from ordinary people.
To put it simply, wolves and sheep in nature cannot coexist harmoniously. Wolves are always the party with the power. Maybe there are gentlemen among them who are willing to treat the weak, but there are also wanton predators.
Mixed-race organizations such as Kassel Academy and Orthodoxy have actually been formulating and maintaining rules for mixed-race people to get along with ordinary people.
It's a pity that none of them can achieve real power. Just like the ancient emperors, once the royal decree comes out, it spreads all over the world.
Therefore, they can only constantly arrest degenerate hybrids who endanger society into special prisons, or execute them on the spot.
"The person who killed her was a mulatto."
Li Longyuan raised his eyelids slightly and said.
"I was at the scene of the incident and smelled the mixed-race scent."
Caesar looked at the boy in surprise and wanted to say, "Does your nose belong to the year of a dog?"
It's a pity that he knows that this sentence is considered a curse word in China.
In fact, this is also the result of Li Longyuan's body being continuously transformed by dragon blood. He already felt less and less like a normal, mixed race.
Chu Zihang didn't speak again, he knew that Li Longyuan would have a sense of proportion in his heart.
"Why don't we get back to the topic first and discuss how to break into the Sheqi Eight Family's headquarters building?"
Caesar clapped his hands, indicating that this issue could be discussed later.
They turned the laptop screen over, and it was showing the complete 3D internal structure diagram of Genji Heavy Industries transmitted by Norma.
Completed in 2004, this building is a classic work of Maruyama Construction, a subsidiary of the Sheqi Hachi Tachibana family. The building is stable enough to withstand an eight-magnitude earthquake.
"Tunnel, the tunnel at Genji Heavy Industries has a lot of traffic every day. We can drive the car into the tunnel entrance and use the climbing claw to climb to other floors."
Chu Zihang pointed to the fifth and sixth floors, which are the only hollow areas in the entire building, where the elevated highways required by the government's planning are built.
Li Yongyuan nodded in approval. The tunnel entrance, where tens of thousands of vehicles pass by every day, is a good entry point. It can avoid the strict guards at the front and facilitate retreat after the mission is completed.
"But the tunnel is completely surrounded by smooth walls. How could there be a place for the military flying claw to land?"
Caesar questioned the feasibility of this plan. The people of the Sheqi family were not fools. They could not have thought of this when they were building it.
Since they did not change the guard configuration, it means that the actual operation of reaching from the top of the tunnel is very difficult.
"Okay, let's attack through the tunnel entrance."
After hearing Caesar's question, Li Longyuan directly agreed.
The spirit of speech on his face is the pupil of the Wind King.
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In the hot disco, young people wear trendy hair perms, silver earrings or lip rings, and wear black leather jackets to dance to rock music.
This is Chizuru Town, an area with the worst security in Kyoto, where a large number of delinquent teenagers, gangsters and homeless people live.
They are immersed in the world of laser lights, alcohol and women, squandering their youth wantonly.
Yes, their only assets are their young bodies and their so-called "not afraid of death" craziness.
As long as they are handed a long knife to the excited ones, they will chop off the head of the target person without hesitation in exchange for the bounty.
This cocktail party was actually convened by a mysterious boss. He needed the most ruthless and powerful people in Chizuru Town to help him with something.
The rewards are very generous, and those who can come back alive will each receive 100 million yen.
For those at the bottom of society, this is money that they cannot earn after a lifetime of hard work.
A rare opportunity.
"Everyone, welcome to this banquet."
A man wearing a white official mask stepped onto the stage, grabbed the microphone, and spoke slowly in an elegant and passionate tone.
The loud music stopped instantly, and all the young people looked at the man on the stage, attracted by his magnetic and charming voice. For the first time, they felt that they were being treated like a respectable big shot.
"In the past, you were all ants in this underworld world, scum, and an existence that was despised by others. The aloof Sheqi family would not even look at you, but would stamp you into the dust, and you will never be able to stand up again."
The man whispered the sadness of everyone here, as cold as a devil.
They are all defective hybrids, and the purity of dragon blood is pitifully low. Even the "ghosts" whose bloodline is out of control are far different from them, and the eight Sheqi families who maintain the order of the mixed-race world will not care about them.
"But we fierce ghosts will never give up on anyone who has a dream!"
The man stretched out his arms, as if a savior appeared in despair, saving them from fire and water.
"Here is the latest type of evolutionary medicine, which can greatly improve your physical fitness. Here are all the weapons and ammunition for you to ask for."
The man clapped his hands, and crisp applause sounded. The huge red curtain behind the stage shook down, and boxes of hot and cold weapons were placed behind it.
From the Thompson submachine gun, M57 explosive grenade to the slender samurai sword, the weapon body shines with a cold metallic sheen. Each of these weapons is a killer weapon in modern warfare.
It means bleeding and wailing.
The crowd instantly became commotion. They did not expect that this employer could really circumvent gun and knife control regulations and transport such a number of weapons to the disco.
"Now, you only need to pick up these weapons and charge with the fierce ghosts, and you will be able to conquer a new world."
The young man whose mind was not yet mature was attracted by this inspiring speech. He felt that the important task of transformation was about to fall on him, and his body felt hot.
"Who are we going to fight?"
Some young people in the crowd shouted loudly, and other teenagers echoed.
Yes, whether they want to occupy the Diet Hall or attack Meiji Shrine, they have to have a goal, right?
"That's a good question. What we are about to attack is the emperor of the Japanese underworld, the true ruler of the Kyoto Undercover, the Sheqi Hachi Family!"
General Wang suddenly raised his hand, like a symphony conductor directing to the most impassioned climax of the music.
