"If it's just about selecting commissioners with high pedigree, then we really don't need to ask Cassel for help."
The researcher who had previously proposed to try blasting at the depth of the 8,000-meter ocean trench smiled broadly, and then closed his mouth knowingly in the eyes of Yuan Zhisheng and his colleagues.
If this sentence had been said before the three Kassel Academy headquarters commissioners came last year, many members of the Sheqiba family would have nodded in agreement.
But they all saw the strength of S-class commissioner Li Longyuan. He was a figure who could compete with the young master and not fall behind.
The sharpest sword of the Japanese Executive Bureau, Akechi Asuya, was also broken by Chu Zihang's Jun Yan and Murasame.
Even if the Snake Qihachi family hates the North American headquarters, they have to admit the abilities of the three young people sent by the headquarters.
"Li Yongyuan won't come."
Yuan Zhisheng seemed to be feeling emotional.
"But Kassel Academy has recruited a new S-class this year. If Kassel sends a commissioner this year, he will probably be the leader."
"Li Jun, defeated?"
Someone from the Sheqiba family spoke in disbelief. They didn't believe that a young man who dared to drink tea calmly in front of the master, or even take some initiative in the chat, would lose to an unknown person.
Japan's Yakuza culture is so terrifying. If you defeat them and leave the impression of a strong person in their minds, they will respect the winner extremely.
Just like the parents who first saw Angers, they are still breathless under the folding knife with copper patterns.
"No. The news I received is that the old orthodox family head passed away and he returned to the orthodox family to inherit the ancestral business. The Sheqiba family cannot afford to invite an orthodox family head."
Obviously, the Japanese branch is not satisfied with being in a corner. The ninjas of the Fuma family are completely good at spying on intelligence, not to mention that the orthodox has no intention of blocking the information.
An organization that can run stably for thousands of years is no longer an existence that can be easily shaken by the change of family heads.
"Ah, that's really... such a pity."
Genjiro Ryoma was wearing a black trench coat, and the white shirt collar underneath showed the gorgeous and prosperous Ukiyo-e, and he was muttering softly.
Although the young man in green robe looked at me like he was an ant, it is always reassuring for a strong man to perform dangerous tasks.
If Mr. Li saw this group of guys worrying about gains and losses, he might be able to think of a professional term in psychology, Stockholm Syndrome.
"Seal the sea area where the ancient dragon embryo awakens, and no ships are allowed to approach. Problems that occur on Japanese territory can only be solved by the Snake Qihachi family."
Yuan Zhisheng spoke calmly, and then motioned to the members of the research department in the conference hall to continue discussing the specific details of the mission.
"Young Master, what is the code name for this operation?"
Sakurai and Kazu interjected.
"The ancient dragon embryo sinking into the deep sea is called the Longyuan Project."
Yuan Zhisheng thought for a long time, suddenly thought of something, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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Osaka, suburbs, mountains, eternal hell
The wooden buildings shrouded in the night are burning like red lotuses, much like the original Paradise City.
This is indeed the case. The members of the Fierce Ghosts didn't even bother to change the address. They just found a new mountain to build this eternal hell.
Whether it is the former paradise city or today's eternal hell, as long as the fierce ghosts are still there and as long as the evil in human nature is not eliminated, they can build as many casinos of this nature as they want.
Gamblers are like evil ghosts with green faces and fangs, sinking into eternal hell.
Small steel balls kept pouring out from the pachinko machine, jumping with a clatter. The croupiers in bunny costumes piled up Pai Gow, and the fishnet silk screen was wrapped around their white and smooth thighs, making them sexy and enchanting.
Young and beautiful girls wearing school uniform skirts or cheongsams sit in front of the pachinko machine, drinking drinks and stuffing marbles while the guests who come to play greedily glance at their curvy bodies and exchange the cash chips in their hands for steel balls.
"oh!!!"
The girls jumped happily to accompany their respective male companions, and the guests with lustful faces watched the marbles changing trajectories under the nails on the board. In the end, they regretfully missed the designated position with doubled rewards.
But these girls who are so beautiful that they can be photographed in magazines will not care about the dejected gamblers after failure. They are all the messengers of eternal hell, and they will get a lot of money every time they squeeze out the wealth of a gambler.
The women, either pure or enchanting, looked at every guest with seductive looks. Unfortunately, a mask with white face and green scales blocked the hot sight.
A pure black suit showed off a strong body, with hair like a lion's mane tied back on his head. The visitor walked without looking away among the laughing and merry people.
For a moment, some girls and bodyguards looked horrified. They seemed to recall that the once prosperous Paradise City was burned to the ground by the ghost-faced warrior single-handedly.
This man brought them a long-lost death threat. In the eternal hell, they are ghosts that devour humans, but they are also the food for extremely evil ghosts.
The man with a pale and pointed mask and ears that looked like hanging green snakes ignored the scrutinizing gazes and walked directly on the dark red marble floor with the equipment box in his hand, and opened the bright pink glass door of the VIP room.
"Mr. Yu Jiang, you are truly a rare visitor. Welcome to the eternal hell."
The bright-eyed female manager is wearing a black suit and skirt, with a high bun and a slim figure.
She was very young and very attractive. When Yu Jiang sat down, the girl knelt down respectfully beside him, and the quiet fragrance in her hair moved people's hearts.
However, Yu Jiang remained unmoved and just coldly opened the equipment box in his hand. It was filled with all kinds of bright red injections. There was a golden red bubbling one in the center, which was thicker and larger than the others.
"This is the last batch of goods. The new orthodox head of the family will not allow this kind of thing to happen again."
He said calmly.
In fact, the Church of God is the real liaison between the fierce ghosts and the orthodox Zhao family. They eliminated Du Lei, just like killing an informed insect involved in the trading network.
"Thank you so much."
Sakurai Kogure prostrated on the ground like a cat and bowed with his hands to his forehead. Yu Jiang didn't care about this and just said lightly, "Are our weapons and people ready?"
"Yes, a ferry that recently left the port of Osaka for the port of Dar es Salaam contained hundreds of gamblers who had lost all their money and stolen arms. You can leave with the ship."
Only interests can maintain cooperation. Zhao Li of the Zhao family is not aware that he is being manipulated by Li Chengqian, and he wants to break away from orthodoxy and rebuild the world.
The Fierce Ghosts also need evolutionary medicine to improve their members' physiques, and while on the road to becoming gods, they also achieve victory in the confrontation with the Snake Qiba Family.
As for the Church of God, as middlemen, they can not only get part of the evolutionary medicine traded from Orthodoxy, but also harvest a lot of bachelor gamblers and weapons and equipment in the eternal hell. When the ship arrives in Africa, under the baptism of the church, they will become The God's most fierce and loyal warrior who is not afraid of death.
