Lu Mingfei was waiting for dinner with a group of people from the literary club when he suddenly heard a loud noise not far away, as if something exploded.
Not only did he hear it, but the classmates around him also heard it.
"What are you doing? Is the security in Tokyo so bad?"
"It seems to be quite chaotic. I heard that someone attacked the Prime Minister in the past two months."
"Is there still this matter? Tell me in detail?"
"What else could there be? The Prime Minister was giving a speech, and the man came up with a gun and just made a sudden move."
"Wow, this guy is so brave."
A group of people were chattering, extending the topic from the explosion just now to the first attack a few months ago, and then talking about the public security issues in Tokyo. The man who gave guidance to Jiangnan looked confident.
No one noticed that Lu Mingfei had a strange look on his face.
What was that serious explosion just now? It was clearly a sonic boom from something so fast that it broke the sound barrier!
We asked ourselves, Lu Mingfei felt that he was not at this level.
Lu Mingfei also felt that Tokyo was a bit evil. The last time he came here, he was an ordinary person, and then he and Chu Zihang and Su Xiaoqiang were attacked by Deadpool.
Did you almost run into another street fight with a great master this time?
Please God, please let me spend this trip safely.
Lu Mingfei prayed.
At this moment, Gu Bei, who was two streets away, had successfully cut a certain man in sunglasses in half who was delivering the goods to his door. With the final blow, the man in sunglasses broke through the sound barrier and tried to crack Gu Bei's head. But he didn't expect that Gu Bei's strength was so much higher than him. The same sword that broke the sound barrier sent him to the west. Even his soul was pulled out and stuffed into the ghost sword to accompany his younger brother. It could be said that he was dead. Transparent.
The two sonic booms shattered the windows of surrounding houses.
The poor man in sunglasses was a nameless sidekick until his death.
Gu Bei put the knife into its sheath, and then stuffed the knife and sheath into the sea of consciousness.
Gu Bei felt that this knife was quite handy because it was made of condensed souls. It was somewhere between virtual and real. It could not only be used to cut people, but also souls directly.
And because it is a creation of the soul, it can be directly inserted into the sea of consciousness and carried around, which is very convenient.
There is no need to be like Chu Zihang, who has to carry a sword bag/tennis bag/guitar case with him wherever he goes, and he can't pass the security check.
In addition to the special material of this knife, Gu Bei planned to go back and finish it to see if it could be made into a magic weapon.
This knife was an unexpected bonus. The tentative name was "Ghost Knife". Gu Bei couldn't think of a good name for a while.
Gu Bei squatted down and fumbled around on the two halves of the man's body with sunglasses, and found the mobile phone that had been almost scrapped due to the violent impact.
I don't know if there is any problem with the storage module... Let Yuan Zhisheng see if it can be repaired later... Bai Ze and Eva have to keep an eye on it. Although Gu Bei trusts Yuan Zhisheng, he must be wary of others.
The current situation is strange. The Kassel headquarters, the Japanese branch, the Sheqiba family, and Herzog or Bondarev are all involved in the situation. All parties are fishing in troubled waters, and there may be Odin and Lu Mingze behind them. calculation.
If we divide the camps, the Kassel headquarters and the Japanese branch are like fathers beating their sons, and the family fights within the family; the Japanese branch and the Sheqihachi family are a real family, and these families work together to deceive the father of the headquarters. .
The existence of Herzog or Bondarev is an absolute foreign enemy. They have a high status in the Sheqiba family, and they have a connection with Odin. The medicine injected by the man in sunglasses just now is proof.
What's more outrageous is that Gu Bei has more or less connections with these forces. Now that he is among them, he is the most conspicuous target. His every move is watched by those who are interested, and he cannot act rashly.
Gu Bei stepped on the bumpy asphalt road and found two empty syringes among the corpses in the crowd.
These are the two injections that the man in sunglasses first injected. There should be residual ingredients in them. This thing can be analyzed by Yuan Zhisheng, so that Yuan Zhisheng can compare it with the drugs that Eriyi used to see if he can find anything. Clues.
Alas, I shouldn't have pressed so hard just now. Maybe there are still two intact potions left in the sunglasses man's hand, but now... that guy even chewed up the syringe and swallowed it. I'm afraid he won't go if he wants it. Take it from the stomach?
Gu Bei glanced at the body of the man in sunglasses...
Forget it.
He reached out and took some of the blood of the man in sunglasses.
This thing should also be useful.
After standing there and waiting for a while, the talents from the Sheqiba family arrived belatedly.
Just like the police officer in the movie who waits until the matter is resolved before appearing.
A motorcade rolled into the street, led by a brand new Hummer.
This is a car commonly used by Yuan Zhisheng, but the person sitting in the car now is not Yuan Zhisheng, but a girl wearing a tight-fitting combat uniform.
The co-pilot was a careless little hooligan.
Minamoto's capable men: Misbuki Sakura and Crow.
Crow held a heavy pistol with an extended barrel in his hand and jumped out of the passenger seat: "Wow, it's quite tragic."
All the people on the convoy jumped out. They were well-trained and moved quickly. Some were responsible for loading the vehicles, some were responsible for cleaning up, and some were responsible for pulling the bodies to the cremation ground.
Gu Bei casually handed Crow a piece of cloth with bright red blood on it.
He kicked the man in sunglasses who was split into two halves: "Take this guy's blood sample and let Yuan Zhisheng check it. Remember to burn it afterwards."
He tore the strip of cloth from a corpse at random. He didn't have a container to hold the blood, so he had to make do with it.
"and this."
Gu Bei took out a syringe: "This guy became a lot stronger after injecting this thing into his body. You can take it for a test."
Gu Bei only handed him one and kept one for himself.
Upon hearing this, Crow solemnly took out two sealed bags and stored the cloth strips and syringes. He was extremely solemn, especially when facing the syringes.
It looked like he knew what it was.
"Do you know him?" Gu Bei asked.
Crow's expression was a little tangled for a moment.
This kind of thing is supposed to be a secret of the Snake Qihachi family. Even the headquarters is not aware of the existence of this thing. But Gu Bei is also technically a senior member of the Snake Qihachi family - the husband of the head of the Uesugi family is also a senior executive, right?
But Gu Bei is from the headquarters.
But Gu Bei is still the benefactor of the Uesugi family head.
what to do?
While he was struggling, Shibuki Sakura walked up. She seemed to have always been wearing tights and light armor. She looked similar when Gu Bei first saw her.
"Motoloff Cocktail."
"cherry!"
"It doesn't matter." Misbuki Sakura shook her head, "The young master said we can trust him completely."
Gu Bei raised his eyebrows. This was not something that Yuan Zhisheng could say. Shouldn't that guy be trying to kill him with a knife because of Eri Yi? Could it be...
Is Yuan Zhisheng a tsundere?
"This genetic medicine is called Molotov Cocktail. We have been tracing its existence for a long time. It can activate dragon blood and allow hybrids to embark on the evolutionary path of purified bloodlines... However, the side effects are also obvious, and they lose their minds. , stimulates desire, is difficult to control...but it cannot be said to be a failure, because it has indeed taken the first step. If the research continues in the long run, it is difficult to say that a real potion for purifying blood will not be created."
Speaking of this, Sakura's eyes were a little gloomy.
The transformation of mixed-bloods into pure-bloods has always been a taboo for the entire mixed-race group, because mixed-races are born to slay dragons. This is their mission.
But if there really is a medicine that can purify blood, how many people can resist it, even if it has serious side effects?
By that time, at least two-thirds of the mixed-race species will have become pure-bloods, which will be a devastating disaster for human society.
Gu Bei scratched his hair and felt a little dizzy.
He suddenly discovered that these mixed-bloods were far better at causing trouble than the aliens. Even if the aliens continued to cause trouble, it was only for higher cultivation, longer lifespan, more powerful treasures, and stronger magic.
It's better to be a mixed race. You have to change your race every now and then. The blood thing is like a plug-in.
You are not a mixed race, you are an Uchiha, right?
"Then you can find out who developed this thing? Where is the source? Where are the sales channels?"
Sakura shook her head: "It's still under investigation...but the young master believes that the Motoloff Cocktail is inseparable from the "Mongolian Demons". "
Monsters?
Gu Bei's forehead went dark, and he felt as if something clicked.
Ding, a new force has appeared!
The water is too deep... Can you Tokyo hybrids still play? Why are there so many forces in such a big place?
"What are these monsters?"
Shi Chui Ying paused, and Crow also stopped talking.
"What? You can't tell?"
"No, you can tell." Misbuki Sakura thought for a moment, "But I hope you don't tell anyone else."
This sentence told Gu Bei not to tell anyone in the headquarters.
Gu Bei nodded.
He and Ange have a cooperative relationship, and they are not life-or-death friends. Regarding the investigation of the Japanese branch, Gu Bei has always adhered to the attitude of doing it if he can, and leaving if he can't. If the other party doesn't let him talk, Gu Bei won't talk. .
Compared to partners, my lovely wife and my arrogant uncle are closer to each other.
After receiving Gu Bei's assurance, Shi Chuiying felt relieved and glanced at Crow.
The crow understood and took the group of scavengers to the other side to collect the bodies.
Gu Bei shouted: "The little girl in the convenience store is still alive, don't let her take her away."
"knew."
After the people around her were gone, Shichuiying looked at Gu Bei and said slowly: "The 'Mengguis' are shadows. "
"The shadow of the Snake Qiba family."
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The drizzle falls in the mountains, and the pine breeze is like an ocean tide. There was a blazing firelight in the hut, and the sound of hammers hitting steel became clearer and longer.
Yuan Zhisheng opened the door, and an old man in white linen was forging a knife embryo by the stove, with fire splashing everywhere.
"I thought you would be waiting for me in the office," Yuan Zhisheng took off his clothes and hung them by the stove to bake. "Gu Bei was attacked by the Bosozoku."
The old man inserted the knife blade into the charcoal fire: "He is very strong and will be fine. There is Kansai Shochu next to you. Take a sip to keep warm. This winter is so cold that it's bone-chilling."
"The place where he was attacked was near Genji Heavy Industries."
The old man stopped and said, "Did those four guys do it?"
The four guys refer to Inuyama Ga, the head of the Inuyama family, Kotaro Fuma, the head of the Fuma family, Genichiro Ryoma, the head of the Ryoma family, and Shio Miyamoto, the head of the Miyamoto family.
These four were the four family heads who were pushed to the ground by Gu Bei at the banquet that night.
Sakurai Nanami, the head of the Sakurai family, was lucky enough to escape because she was a woman.
Yuan Zhisheng's voice was flat: "I don't know."
The old man turned his head and saw Yuan Zhisheng drinking wine and staring at the fire in trance: "You have liked watching me play knives since you were a child, but it's a pity that I haven't been able to make any good knives for you in these years."
"I just like to look at the firelight and feel warm."
Yuan Zhisheng said.
"If you like good swords, there are plenty of them in the family sword museum, so why do you still need to make them yourself?"
"Knife-making is Japan's national art. Japanese swords, Damascus swords, and Chris swords are among the three most famous swords in the world. However, both Damascus swords and Chris swords were born in countries with good iron. The Japanese have a vast land and high quality. The iron ore was freely mined by them, so they smelted smelting patterned steel as beautiful as agate; there was a lot of meteorite on the Malay islands, and meteorite was a god-given alloy. The snake-shaped Krystal sword was actually made of meteorite. "
"But Japan is different. Japan is a barren country. There is no good iron ore, and there is not even high-quality coal. The swordsmiths can only use purple firewood and oak wood to burn charcoal, and then use the charcoal to make iron. This kind of charcoal can only be used to make iron. To produce rough sponge iron, only through thousands of forgings can the iron and charcoal finally reach a balance."
"So the sharpness of Japanese swords lies in the intention of each hammer that the swordsmith puts into it. When the samurai wields these swords to strike the enemy with lightning, the thousands of hammers that the swordsmith smashes into the blade are all activated together, creating a majestic wind and thunder."
"You regard knife-fighting as spiritual practice." Yuan Zhisheng said.
"Everything is cultivation. Tea, food, flowers and leaves are all cultivation. Your performance of tasks is also cultivation."
The old man patted the charcoal ash on his hands: "Have you determined the purpose of his coming to Tokyo this time?"
"It has nothing to do with the headquarters, I just came here to see Eri... and take a trip."
"Traveling... Only when you see the scenery of thousands of mountains and rivers can you hide the scenery in your heart. Only when you have a gully in your mind can you plan strategies. This Gu Bei... is not simple."
"He's really strong."
Speaking of this, both of them thought of the four family heads who were pushed to the ground by Gu Bei that night.
This kind of strength does not mean that Yuan Zhisheng is incompetent, but he cannot describe it so lightly.
If Yuan Zhi were to fight one against four, he would probably have to stab each other in the heart with one knife to make the four family heads lie on the ground unable to move.
Compared to Gu Bei, he is not even a little bit worse.
"Is he going to travel with Eri?"
"Probably...but it doesn't matter. As long as he is here, Eriki's bloodline will not be a problem."
"That's good."
The sound of tinkling hammering resounded in the room again. After a while, the sound faded away, and the old man asked: "Are you serving as his guide?"
"Um."
Yuan Zhisheng nodded: "I'm going to take him to Lutori to play. By the way, I can also go back during the holidays... I haven't been back for a long time."
"Shikatori...that's fine."
The tinkling sound rang again, like the death bell.
