Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 205 It’s over (8000)

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 205 It’s over (8000)

next day

Dozens of senior police bureaucrats from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, General Affairs Division, Police Department, Criminal Affairs Department, Security Department, Tokyo Bay Police Department, etc. gathered together.

The atmosphere in the room was so gloomy that it seemed like water could be squeezed out of the air. The little policeman who delivered the documents almost collapsed to the ground after coming out of the conference room.

The big guys gathered together, all with sullen expressions, and anyone with a weak heart would be frightened to death if they entered.

In the past few days, I have to be invisible in the department, a mute person with constipation and a wheelchair, and I have to hold my shit until I get home!

People's scalps went numb when they looked at the photos projected on the wall with the projector, and some people kept wiping the sweat from their heads with their hands as they looked at it.

There were stumps of limbs and arms, rivers of blood, dozens or hundreds of corpses piled on top of each other, and half of the manor was burned down.

These are photos from Tokyo Bay. Although the scene has been completely sealed off, there are still reporters who came after hearing the news and surrounded the scene with long guns and cannons.

The director of the police department pinched the painful forehead with his thumb. After a long time, he looked at a capable man, the director of the Otsuki Police Station.

From midnight until now, he hasn't even blinked an eyelid.

"Hai." The chief of the Tokyo Bay Police Station bowed respectfully to the director and officers. His face, a naturally good man, couldn't even smile at all.

If something like this happens on the territory of the Tokyo Bay Police Station, who can withstand it?

The annual mission of our Tokyo Bay Police Station is to arrest petty thieves. We can’t stand it!

"At 0:45 a.m. yesterday, a large number of alarm calls were received at the Morisato Station of the Tokyo Police Department. Violent clashes occurred at the manor where the Yashida family lives..."

The director of the Tokyo Bay Department swallowed his saliva: "A serious gun battle occurred. Currently, one hundred and sixty-five bodies of the deceased have been collected. The head of the Yashida family, Yashida Ichiro, is missing. In addition, it has been confirmed that Yashida

The eldest son of the family, Yashida Shingen, has been killed!"

Whether it is the director of the National Police Agency or bureaucrats from other departments, the more they listen to the report, the colder their hearts become.

The Yashida family is the largest conglomerate in Japan.

It can be said that the family that controlled part of the lifeblood of Japan was wiped out!!!

A vicious incident with hundreds of casualties occurred on the territory he was responsible for. This kind of incident will not only make domestic news, but it is estimated that it has already been scheduled to make headlines in world news!

The director of the Tokyo Bay Police Station then reported: "The surveillance system of the Yashida family was burned down in the fire, and the remaining storage hard drives that were rescued are undergoing technical recovery. But from the scene, we infer that this should be a battle involving a large number of people.

Hundreds of people committed a premeditated tragedy!"

"According to insiders, last night, Yashida Shingen summoned a large number of confidants and entered Yashida's old house with guns!

Then a gun battle broke out in the manor..."

This is an old tradition in Japan. Many people present vaguely guessed the reason for this tragedy.

A long time ago, Yashida Ichiro had spread rumors that he wanted to have a granddaughter in the Yashida family. Yashida Shingen, the eldest son, must have been unable to bear it anymore and wanted to seize power by force.

Unfortunately, it seems that Yashida Ichiro was well prepared, which ultimately led to his failure and death.

The police chief tapped his office twice with his index finger: "Where is Yashida Ichiro? Has his body been found? Who else in the Yashida family survives?"

"The head of the Yashida family is missing. Currently, except for Jiro Yashida who is in Brazil, only Yashida Ichiro's granddaughter Mariko Yashida is still alive among Yashida's direct blood relatives! She was at the Hilton Hotel when the accident happened!"

"Send police officers to protect Miss Yashida! No one is allowed to approach without an order from our Metropolitan Police Department!"

After hearing that only two or three kittens were left in the Yashida family, the police chief slammed the table.

"This incident alarmed the Prime Minister, and even the Emperor personally intervened. We must do it as soon as possible."

The police chief was in a meeting when the phone in front of him suddenly rang. He saw the phone number and quickly got up and answered the phone.

"Hi, hi, yes, we will definitely handle the relevant matters. Will you cooperate with the federal garrison? Yes, yes."

In the eyes of other bureaucrats who were surprised, the biggest head of the police department stood up, nodded and kept making promises on the phone. Even calls from congressmen don't need to be so respectful.

"The Prime Minister just called!" The Police Chief put down the phone with a serious expression: "The attack on Yashida Manor has been classified as a terrorist attack!

It is suspected that the terrorist attack in New York was carried out by a group of thugs!

The federal president personally called the prime minister, and the follow-up of this matter is now handled by the federal garrison in cooperation with the federal CIA. We at the Metropolitan Police Department are only responsible for assisting in the investigation!"

There was an unspeakable sadness in the words of the Chief of Police. Terrorist attacks and violent conflicts occurred in his own country. As the top officer of the Japanese police department, he actually had no command authority. This is a bit funny.

There is no way, this is the tragedy of a semi-colonial country.

"Okay, let's stop the meeting here first, adjourn-"

The Chief of Police was a little disinterested——

The bureaucrats who came to the meeting also looked a little unhappy. The country's self-esteem was one thing.

For politicians, it is more about interests.

Everyone who can sit in this room is connected to various plutocratic forces behind them.

What happened to Yashida, to them and the people behind them, was like vultures smelling the smell of carrion on the African grasslands. Just when they were about to feast on the fallen corpse of Yashida, they suddenly discovered that a group of hunters had taken it.

Lift the prey away with a shotgun!

"Miyazaki-kun, you are the best informed. What is going on? How did the federal garrison get involved?"

A group of bureaucrats walked out of the conference room one after another, and a few familiar people gathered together to discuss the matter.

The Metropolitan Police Department's analysis is very clear. This is obviously an internal fight between the Yashida family, and how could it be involved in the terrorist attack in New York.

Moreover, even if the federal side interferes in Japan's internal affairs, it does not need the federal troops stationed in Japan to come forward. No matter how you look at it, the situation is weird.

The man known as Miyazaki-kun looked at several of his colleagues, looked around and lowered his voice: "Have you heard about the car accident involving the only son of the Minister of Internal Affairs?"

Several middle-aged people looked at each other, wondering why he brought the topic to this aspect.

"Takahashi Hideki, among the young generation, is considered to be outstanding. I didn't expect to encounter an accident. What a pity!" The speaker was a tall man with some gray hair.

"Accident?!" Miyazaki-kun said sarcastically: "This is not necessarily an accident!"

"How should I put it? Is there any secret behind Hideki Takahashi's car accident?"

"If Hideki Takahashi hadn't died in a car accident, how could he have let it go with the connections of the Takahashi family?"

"I heard from the Mitsui family that Mariko of the Yashida family had a lover in Japan. This time Yashida Shingen was anxious to get engaged to the Takahashi family. Her man came to Tokyo. That night, Takahashi Hideki was involved in a car accident.

!”

"Hey! Can the Takahashi family endure it?" A middle-aged policeman who was watching took a breath.

"What can I do if I can't bear it? Our Criminal Department has investigated the identity of that man. He is not only a federal tycoon, but also a member of the Federal Senate. It is said that this time the federal garrison intervened in the affairs of the Yashida family, he was the one who came forward to contact him. Even the federal government

The phone call between the president and the prime minister was also his work!”

"Do you think the Takahashi family has the guts to offend the federal government? How long has it been since the Plaza Accord?"

After hearing Miyazaki's words, a group of senior officials from the Metropolitan Police Department fell silent.

Compared with ordinary Japanese people, these government officials are better able to recognize their identities.

Especially after the Plaza Accord, the Japanese people who had their spines broken understand that dogs are not qualified to bargain with their owners!

Tokyo Bay is another luxurious manor two kilometers away from Yashida's old house. This manor was a birthday gift from Yashida Ichiro to Mariko Yashida when she was eighteen years old.

Yashida's old house was reduced to ashes by a fire, and it became the temporary residence of Mariko Yashida.

In the main living room of the manor, Tang Song was sitting as the master, and opposite him was a white man in a suit and leather shoes who was over fifty years old.

The real owner of the manor, Mariko Yashida, dressed in black kimono, was holding tea and looked like a maid.

"Major General Clough, thank you for your help in this matter!"

Tang and Song held tea and expressed their gratitude to the white people in front of them.

"Congressman Tang, you're welcome. I'm just following the orders of the White House. After all, this matter involves a terrorist attack, and our troops are obliged to intervene!"

Major General Clough politely picked up the tea and said.

Clough can take the position of commander of the federal navy in Japan, which naturally has his own foundation within the federal Ministry of Defense.

After receiving the order from the White House, he privately asked his colleagues in the Ministry of National Defense to learn about Tang Song.

The largest arms supplier to the Ministry of National Defense, he has a strong background in politics and business, and he is also a very generous person.

When he heard his colleague mention this last sentence, Clough knew something in his mind.

As the commander of the federal navy in Japan, he directly dispatched two companies of marines to forcibly evict the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department police in the name of investigating terrorists and take over the old Yashida house.

In the name of witness protection, two squads of soldiers were arranged to protect outside the manor.

He certainly didn't do this just because of a call from the White House.

"By the way, there is one more thing I need your help with.

I heard from a friend that your wife is in the clothing business in New York.

Recently, my company has recruited many new employees, but the employee uniforms have not yet been provided. I would like to ask you about this!"

"It's easy to tell. I wonder, Councilor Tang, how many costumes do you want to order? I'll talk to Trika later!" Clough said casually.

"Not much, order some mid-to-high-end uniforms, just follow the standard of 10 million US dollars!"

"Ahem!"

Clough was drinking tea, and when he heard Tang Song's words, he choked on the tea.

"Are you okay?" Tang Song put down the teacup with a concerned look on his face.

"No, no, I'm fine!" Clough waved his hands repeatedly, "With a budget of ten million US dollars, no wonder Congressman Tang's business is so big!"

"Business is booming, mainly because I have many friends. I like to make friends! I have always been generous to my friends, so I am sincere!" Tang Song took the teapot from Mariko Yashida and poured it for Clover himself.

"It seems that being Mr. Tang's friend is such a pleasant thing!" Clough looked at Tang Song.

Tang Song brought the tea cup to Clough and said with a smile: "Aren't we friends now, Mr. Major General!"

"This is my honor! Mr. Tang!" Clough took the tea cup knowingly.

"I will definitely be there for the memorial service of Mr. Yashida and Mr. Shingen in two days!"

Mariko Yashida held Tang Song's arm, and the two of them took Clough to the gate of the manor and watched Clough get into a black Cadillac.

"I will issue some additional bearer stocks and bonds of Yashida Industries and have them be given to Clough. He will stay in the position of commander of the Japanese Navy for a few more years. With him here, Yashida Industries will have less trouble!"

Mariko Yashida held Tang Song's arm, and the two of them walked in the manor and took a walk.

While looking at the flowers and plants in the manor, Yashida listened to Tang Song talking about his arrangements for Yashida:

"White Ghost and his Arashi Shadow ninjas are left to you. With them here, your safety will not be a problem!"

"In addition, from Yashida Industrial, I will let Leian receive a share of the arms orders from the Federal Ministry of Defense!"

"With these, you should be able to master Yashida easily!"

Mariko Yashida hesitated to speak.

"Sir, I also have an uncle in Brazil, expanding his business!"

"I've already sent someone to deal with it!"

When passing by a green plant in the manor, Tang Song casually picked off a leaf and crushed it into mud.

Brazil

Yashida Jiro fled in embarrassment under the protection of a group of bodyguards.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Two Land Rovers were driving fast on the streets of Brazil, bumping into each other and knocking over one or two stalls on the street from time to time.

It elicited waves of curses.

This is a slum area in Brazil. On weekdays, Yashidajiro would never even look at a place like this, let alone come here.

But now he can only survive frantically on the streets of the slums under the cover of a group of bodyguards.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Behind the Land Rover, five or six motorcycles followed wildly. The motorcycle riders, holding micro-guns and pistols in their hands, fired at the Land Rover.

Yashidajiro lowered his body and listened to the crackling of the bulletproof glass behind him. He was extremely grateful to his old-fashioned bodyguard captain.

Had it not been for his insistence, given Jiro Yashi's character, he would not have installed bulletproof glass on the Land Rover.

Unexpectedly, it saved his life now.

"Hurry up!"

Yashidaichiro yelled at the driver,

He glared fiercely behind him, gritted his teeth and said fiercely:

"Damn it, no matter who it is, I will definitely find you and kill you. I swear by the crest of the Yashida family!"

"Crack!"

The Land Rover tilted forward to the left, and Yashidajiro's head hit the door with a clang.

"Boss! The tire was punctured!"

Yashida Jiro covered his bleeding forehead and saw the speeding motorcycle through the glass. He didn't have time to scold him, so he pointed at a closed beverage processing factory in front of him and shouted: "Crash into it!"

Two Land Rovers smashed through the iron door of the beverage factory and rushed directly into the factory area.

It frightened a group of workers who were processing juice drinks on the assembly line.

Brazil has a suitable climate and cheap labor. There are many OEM factories from European and American countries here. This juice processing factory is obviously one of them.

When the Land Rover broke in, all the Brazilians on the assembly line were at a loss. Some strong workers even stepped forward to see what was going on.

The door of the Land Rover was opened, and Jiro Yashi raised the gun in his hand, pointed it at the sky, and fired two shots, bang bang, bang bang.

"Everyone squat down, everyone squat down with their heads in their hands!"

The one who shouted was not Yashidajiro, but a curly-haired white man in the beverage hall, wearing a floral shirt and looking slovenly.

He was obviously very experienced in this kind of shooting incident, and he squatted down directly with his head in his hands.

With him demonstrating, all the workers in the field soon squatted down.

"Federal people!?"

Yashidajiro glanced at the middle-aged white man one more time without paying any attention to it. This was good, as it would save him a few more bullets.

"You! Turn the car over and block the door. As long as you persist until the Brazilian police arrive, I will reward you five million each when you return to Japan!"

The first sentence was said to the driver, and the others were said to several of his bodyguards. Yashidajiro took the white gauze handed by one of the bodyguards and covered the wound on his forehead.

He quickly shrank behind an iron pillar and grabbed a Brazilian worker to block him.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz."

Outside the factory, I remembered the sound of a motorcycle accelerating...

Jiro Yashida strangled the Brazilian worker's neck with one hand, stretched his head out, and aimed the gun in his hand at the gate.

So are his five bodyguards, hiding in hidden corners with pistols in their hands!

"bite!"

To everyone's surprise, the first thing that rushed in was not a motorcycle, but two smoke bombs.

Tsk tsk, the smoke bomb was thrown into the factory building, and it suddenly became completely white.

"Pop!"

Yashidajiro raised his hand and shot two shots into the white mist.

Two motorcycles jumped over the roof of the Land Rover, and the Uzi submachine guns in their hands fired directly in a fan shape.

Bruce Banner squatted on the ground holding his head, bright red blood irritating his vision.

A stream of blood flowed to his feet. The person who was shot was a worker on the assembly line. A middle-aged Brazilian man would greet him every morning when he saw him.

Bruce Banner gasped, and a green feeling spread along the blood vessels in his neck.

The gunmen on motorcycles broke through the defenses of the Land Rovers and entered the beverage factory.

Jiro Yashida led a sniper attack with his bodyguards, and smoke bombs filled the air with white mist. Many workers squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands were hit by stray bullets.

Letting out screams of pain, what awaited them was the concentrated fire from both sides.

"roar!"

Amidst the huge roar and white smoke, a huge green figure roared out.

The big green palm grabbed a Land Rover and smashed it around.

"Hulk!"

The big green man was naked and holding a Land Rover in his hands, like a child holding a building block toy.

The car in his hand was smashed down, smashing the two motorcycle gunmen into meat patties.

"Da da da da da da!"

A motorcycle gunman looked at the miserable condition of his accomplice, raised his Uzi submachine gun and fired at the big green guy.

"Hulk!"

The big green guy didn't dodge, and the Uzi bullets didn't even break his skin.

He threw the blood-stained Land Rover aside, grabbed the motorcycle gunman's calf with his big green hands, and threw it to the ground.

"Crack!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and the motorcycle gunman's helmet shattered. His whole body twitched and stopped moving.

"Ah! Devil!"

The remaining motorcycle gunmen were frightened and ran back trembling.

The big green guy flew up with a kick, and the scrapped Land Rover flew into the air, bang, and smashed the two motorcyclists into the wall.

Blood spurted out of his mouth and he was twitching. It was obvious that he was dying!

"Amaterasu, bless you!"

Yashidajiro looked at the back of the big green guy with a happy face. Although he didn't know where the big green guy came from, it seemed that he had no hostility towards them!

"Saved!"

Yashidajiro beamed with joy, but suddenly he felt a wheezing sound coming from his head, and he raised his head stiffly.

A big green face appeared in front of him.

"Hulk! Bad guy!"

The roar was deafening, and a big green hand held his neck!

Click!

A gang station in Brazil

Several gang leaders are gathering together for a secret chat.

"Something went wrong, our men missed the mark!"

Gang boss: "Send more people, two million dollars per life, this business is very cost-effective!"

"The target is dead!" The gang leader who spoke had a strange look on his face, "We who were on the periphery saw the Japanese man's body being carried out!"

The gang leader stopped and looked sternly: "Is there someone trying to steal business from us?"

The hunting list posted on the underground black market was worth two million U.S. dollars to Jiro Yashi. They accepted the mission, but he died at the hands of others.

His first reaction was that someone was trying to steal food from them.

"It doesn't seem like it. I checked and no one has claimed the bounty for the black market transactions!"

"No one is claiming it!" A grin appeared on the gang leader's face, "Since no one is claiming it, this business is naturally ours!"

"Ding dong!"

While he was speaking, several gas bombs were thrown in.

"Go, go, go -"

A group of Brazilian armed police wearing body armor and gas masks broke into the door!

"The Japanese Consulate sent a diplomatic note. The person who died was the second son of the Japanese chaebol Yashida family. This matter involves a terrorist attack in the Federation. I don't care what you do. Find me someone to take the blame. Otherwise, you will

Go clean the streets!"

In the temporary command car, the director of the Brazilian Police Headquarters hung up the phone with a gloomy look!

Japan Lin Nin Station

White Ghost led a group of red ninjas into the dense forest.

"Who are you? Yukio, you and Shida have violated the agreement. How can you bring outsiders into this place at will?"

The speaker was an old man wearing Japanese kimono and wooden clogs. He angrily scolded Yukio, who was walking in front of White Ghost and others to lead the way.

Behind him stood a group of ninjas in black, looking warily at White Ghost and others.

"Elder Kamikawa, Yashida has changed the head of the family. Following Mariko-sama's order, I have come to sign a new retainer covenant with you!"

The old man in kimono sneered:

"Mariko, I didn't expect that Yashida would fall into the hands of a woman in the end. You can make a covenant if you want, but Yashida will give us Lin Ninja double the treatment!"

"Like the ninjas of the Wind and Fire tribes, they are a bunch of trash with nothing but appearances. What are you going to do with them? Why not kill them all!"

The white ghost held the katana in his arms and glanced disdainfully at the old man in kimono and the ninja in black behind him.

"Baga!"

The old man looked at the white ghost's expression and cursed angrily, "Who are you? How dare you come to make trouble for us Lin Ren?"

The white ghost raised his head, put his hand on the handle of the katana, and revealed his cold eyes under the white hood.

"Surrender or die!"

The head of Lin Ninja, Elder Kamikawa, was about to wave his hand for the ninja behind him to come forward.

There was a hint of unbearability in Yukio's eyes, and she took a step forward.

"Elder Kamikawa, Wind Ninja and Fire Ninja have become history. You don't want Lin Ninja to die just like that, right?"

"Wind ninja and fire ninja become history? Yukio, what do you mean?"

Elder Kamikawa was startled by Yukio's words.

The four ninja clans of Fenglinhuoshan have been fighting secretly for so many years, and they are all about the same strength. If it is true as Yukio said, the two clans of Fenglinhuo will become history.

What about Lin Ren?

Kamikawa subconsciously glanced at the white ghost and the red ninja behind him.

"Surrender, or die?"

White Ghost asked again!

After still not getting a clear answer, a cold light suddenly appeared in the white ghost's hand!

Yashida Manor, in the guest room

Mrs. Viper was tied up into a rice dumpling and thrown naked on the bed.

Beside her bed, stood a long-haired woman wearing a black leather coat.

The woman wore black-rimmed glasses and stared at her as if she were looking at goods.

At this time, the door to the guest room opened.

A smile instantly appeared on the black-haired woman's cold face.

"boss!"

Anna threw herself into Tang Song's arms...

Tang Song took Anna in his arms and came to Mrs. Viper.

Mrs. Viper of the Tang and Song Dynasties grabbed a handful of them, and then pointed at Anna's eyebrows.

Under Mrs. Viper's horrified gaze, Anna's figure and appearance became exactly the same as hers.

"You want her to sneak into Hydra," Mrs. Viper seemed to understand Tang Song's plan: "There are many mutants who can change shape, but we Hydra have our own code words and are familiar with each other. You

It’s impossible to succeed…”

"Code language?! It's simple, I just need to pull out your soul and let her digest your memory!"

Tang Song smiled and said something that made Mrs. Viper cringe.

Black light appeared behind Tang Song, and Mrs. Viper could see it with the naked eye. In the black light, a ghost holding a chain walked towards her.

"I am willing to work for you! I can help you take down the entire Hydra..."

Seeing the phantoms of ghosts and gods in black robes approaching step by step...

Mrs. Viper completely collapsed. Playing with the soul is the devil's specialty in hell.

Thinking of the fate of souls falling into the hands of the devil in myths and legends, Mrs. Viper desperately begged for mercy from the Tang and Song Dynasties.

"Will you work for me?!"

Tang Song looked at the naked Mrs. Viper on the bed, hugging the identical Anna, and a trace of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth:

"It's a pity that I don't see your value!"

"I am useful. I have a unique immunity to poisons. I know most of the toxins in the world and the toxicity of poisons.

I can help you mix any poison,

In addition, I am also proficient in firearms, combat and destruction techniques, and am an expert in strategy and intelligence..."

Madam Viper was talking about her advantages in a panic, just when the chain waved by Hei Wuchang was about to touch the tip of her nose.

Tang Song raised his hand and threw a belly-skin scroll in front of her.

"Sign your name with your own blood!"

The strong ropes tied around her body suddenly disappeared. Mrs. Viper didn't care about being naked. She twisted her body like a snake and crawled to the bedside, picking up the scroll of the inner demon spell.

He raised his head and glanced pitifully at Tang Song. When he came into contact with Tang Song's cold eyes,

She panicked, bit her finger and wrote her name on the open scroll.

Seeing the bloody writing being strangely sucked dry by the scroll, Mrs. Viper turned pale.

She didn't know if she had sold her soul to the devil.

In the blank space where she left her name on the scroll, a golden relic appeared, blooming with brilliance.

Then the phantom of the relic turned into a golden lotus and floated into the center of Mrs. Viper's eyebrows.

"boss!"

The curse of the inner demon entered her body, and Mrs. Viper looked at Tang Song again, full of longing.

Tang Song gently patted Anna's back and extracted the ray of energy from Mrs. Viper, and she returned to her original appearance.

Anna said coquettishly to Tang Song.

"Boss, what a pity. I really wanted to taste what the soul feels like just now?"

Tang Song pinched her cheek:

"Okay, Cobra's vest can no longer be used! Anna, from now on the Cobra people will be merged into the Viper Gang.

Now you are one of the branches of Hydra, and you take Mrs. Viper with you. I hope you can become Mrs. Hydra in the future!"

"Yes! Boss!" After hearing Tang Song's expectations, Anna regained her cool demeanor.

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The funerals of Yashida Ichiro and Yashida Shingen were held with great ceremony.

The heads of several Japanese chaebols, the Japanese Prime Minister, and various cabinet ministers all came to the scene to pay their respects.

The arrival of the Secretary-General of the Federal White House and the Commander-in-Chief of the Federal Navy in Japan.

It even shocked a group of people who didn't know the reason and were waiting to see the Yashida family's joke.

It seems that Yashida has not declined due to the death of Yashida Ichiro. On the contrary, it seems to be reborn from the ashes...

The guests who came to attend the memorial couldn't help but look at Mariko Yashida, who was dressed in black mourning clothes and kneeling in the mourning hall, with a little more attention in their eyes.

The funeral is over!

Tokyo International Airport

"Miss! We should go back!"

Mariko Yashida, dressed in black mourning clothes, quietly watched a private plane flying into the clouds. With a white chrysanthemum on her black clothes, Mariko Yashida looked elegant and pure!

"Call me Master!"

Mariko Yashida turned around, with a hint of wantonness on her lips.

"Master!"

Yukio looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar eldest lady and bowed his head obediently.

Mariko Yashida turned around, and eight bodyguards in black suits bowed at 90 degrees and opened the car door for her.

The Yashida family is such a behemoth, with countless people coveting it, and the transfer of power is bloody.

Mariko Yashida is ready!

On the newly purchased private jet.

Tang Song was holding a glass of red wine and looking at the unconscious Wolverine Logan sitting opposite him.

Wolverine, whose soul was taken away by the Ghost Bone Flag, is now a vegetative state.

Tang and Song were thinking about how to deal with him,

Become a zombie, be branded with a demonic curse, or be sent to the hive base.

If he becomes a zombie, he will already have thirty-six silver-armored corpses, one more. He doesn't like the number thirty-seven.

(As for the corpse of the Celestial Clan buried in Huanxiong Town, the Tang and Song Dynasties had other uses)

There is already an experimental subject similar to him in the hive base.

(8000, lying in the hospital using my mobile phone to code words, woo woo woo woo woo, please give me a monthly ticket)

(End of chapter)