Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Xiang Xiang stayed in the Hand's base for three full days. He directed the undead ninjas to clean up the valley; the secrets hidden by the Hand in the valley were discovered one after another.

On the first day, Erica left with Matt, who was still seriously injured, and the two of them took away Stickman, who was much more honest after being beaten.

The front foot saw off the three people, and the back foot secretly opened the portal to leave the valley.

At the other end of the portal was a dark, enclosed space; when he stepped forward, there was Yashida Ichiro's huge steel samurai robot lying at his feet.

Yashida Ichiro himself is still trapped in the cockpit; it has been a day and a night since he was teleported here, and he is already dying.

"Your vitality is surprisingly tenacious, Mr. Ichiro." He squatted forward and looked at the drowsy Yashida Ichiro.

In the dark and empty environment, there was only the faint light provided by a few emergency lights on the wall, and it was impossible to see people's faces clearly even if they were close at hand.

Yashida Ichiro was struggling to even speak at this time: "Where is...?"

"Kunlun Mountains." Xiangqian replied, "To be precise, it is deep in the heart of a certain peak in the Kunlun Mountains."

Hearing Xiang Qian's answer, Yashida Ichiro did not answer; his thinking ability was gradually declining with the passage of vitality; he was already breathing more out and less in, and he would take his last breath at any time.

"Just enjoy the last moment of your life quietly, I still have something to do." Qian Qian stood up and left, "I haven't been here for a while, and the power system still needs to be modified."

Calmness returned to Yashida Ichiro; but this calm did not last long, and soon, bursts of noise from the operation of mechanical equipment came from the corner of the space that Yashida Ichiro could not see.

Yashida Ichiro's groggy mind could no longer distinguish the source of the sound; it was not until all the noise disappeared that he heard a crisp sound like a power switch being turned on, and then the entire space became bright.

Yashida Ichiro tried his best to open his eyes, and it was only then that he saw the true appearance of the space he was in.

This is a simple and complete electronic machinery research and development laboratory.

I say simple because the decoration here is extremely rough. The four walls, the ceiling overhead and even part of the ground are still exposed rocks, but they have been polished and smoothed.

I say perfect because the R&D equipment here is relatively complete; at least the most important equipment testing, transformation tools, and information collection are all ready.

Under Yashida Ichiro's cloudy eyes, he pushed a traction suspension device forward and walked over.

"Hey, you still don't want to die? You've been seriously ill for a long time, do you still expect any miracles to happen?" Qiang Qian said with a smile, and then hung up the traction fixing ropes on the metal armor.

While working, he muttered: "It's rare for a living person to come in here. The nearest ground in the heart of the mountain is separated by more than two hundred meters of earth and stone. Outside the mountain is a vast uninhabited land, stretching from southeast to northwest.

You may not see a living person if you go a hundred kilometers in any direction."

"In other words, you are definitely going to die here!" He hung the last traction rope forward and turned on the power.

Amidst the sound of the gears turning, the metal armor was slowly pulled up and fixed on the suspension device in an upright position.

It will immediately be sent to the testing table in the center of the laboratory, where it will be scanned and tested in all directions; then it will be cut into pieces for further in-depth research.

There is no doubt that this is the most secretive private laboratory in Xiangqian; all the construction projects of the entire laboratory were carried out by him personally, and no one else knows about the existence of this laboratory.

The trophies obtained from previous adventures, as long as they are shady, are stored in the warehouse of this laboratory.

Of course, this laboratory will be used for research, and naturally it will be a project that cannot be known to outsiders, such as the metal armor in front of me.

Yashida Ichiro finally breathed his last as he moved forward and began to disassemble his armor; not only did he not live forever, he did not even have the chance to be buried in the family cemetery, but was abandoned in a desolate and cold wilderness somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains.

When the metal armor was completely dismantled, it was already the night of the third day; we returned to the Hand's valley base.

During these three days, some people came to the valley one after another to join the process of cleaning up the village.

These people come from all over the world and have different reasons for entering Japan; some are tourists, some are small businessmen, and some are scholars for cultural inspections. The only thing they have in common is that they all belong to a category where government agencies cannot determine their whereabouts.

people.

In the end, these people all settled in the hidden valley of the Hand.

On the third day, Qianqian met the leader of this group—a middle-aged Chinese man.

This man has an ordinary appearance, and the temperament he exudes from his whole body is that of a middle-aged man who has some savings but also has a living burden. Such people are not only in Japan, but also in every industrial country in Asia.

"Boss, the first batch of personnel is already in place; the scheduled weapons and equipment are also being shipped one after another. However, most of them cannot go through public channels, and the arrival time is difficult to control."

The middle-aged man also sounded like a professional manager when reporting.

Nodding forward in approval: "Don't worry, this base is the first hidden nail planted by the group in Japan. The first thing is to be safe and nothing will happen. You have worked hard for several months, and you must get the work here on track."

"It is not difficult to build a base; but I still think that the preset defense force is too weak." The middle-aged man said, "According to the current plan, the base can effectively resist attacks by small-scale mercenaries or elite special forces; but once it encounters a larger force,

A large-scale attack is bound to be unstoppable."

Qianqian smiled and said: "I don't plan to establish an armed separatist regime in Japan. If there is a large-scale attack by the regular army, then I will completely break up with them and start a fight. At that time, what is the use of guarding an isolated base? Hurry up and follow the plan.

It is only proper to evacuate people."

"I see."

Xiang Xiang continued: "I registered a 'Firebird' security company in the United States, and will then establish a branch in Japan under the name of 'Firebird' company. This base is apparently a training base for the security company's personnel.'

Firebird's company will send people to handle the operational affairs on the surface, and you will be responsible for controlling the core projects of the base behind the scenes."

"If the activities are carried out publicly in the name of a security company, then the base's real estate needs legal ownership." The middle-aged man said.

Qian Qian smiled meaninglessly: "The nominal owner of this valley is a vest launched by the Hand. There is no such person at all; their leader is either dead, ran away or was caught. Now there is no one to discuss the transfer of real estate.

thing."

He said and handed a paper document bag to the middle-aged man.

When the middle-aged man opened it, he saw a stack of photos that were obviously taken secretly. The protagonist was a Japanese man in his thirties. The content... well, it must not be made public.

"This guy has a lot of fun." The middle-aged man looked at the photo again; the Japanese man is the absolute protagonist, and there are sometimes two, sometimes three, supporting roles, all young women, regardless of race.

"I found it in the safe of the Hand. This man's name is Noburo Mori, a member of the Japanese House of Representatives." He pointed forward at the man in the photo, "Go and show him the photo and ask him if he is willing to help us."

Just a small favor."

"I understand." The middle-aged man nodded.

The annexation of the real estate in this valley is a crime. As long as the Hand does not dare to publicly jump out, modifying the owner of a document is nothing more than a trivial matter for a member of the House of Representatives.

"The rest will be left to you." Xiang Xiang said, "By the way, SHIELD has relatively strong operational capabilities in Japan. You must pay attention to safety; they have not given up tracking you these years."

The middle-aged man's calm expression finally had a slight fluctuation because of the name "SHIELD"; but in the end he just nodded and said nothing more.

After Xiang Qian handed the middle-aged people over to settle the immortal ninjas in the valley, Shi Shiran returned to Tokyo; he was very confident in the middle-aged people's ability to work.

This man is called Shen Ran, and he has a dead father named Ran Chen; his father was once a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, but he established a secret criminal organization "Nian Beast".

The "Nian Beast Organization" was later destroyed by SHIELD, and Ran Chen was killed; Shen Ran changed his name and hid alone under the Wude Group, becoming a sharp blade in the dark side.

As soon as Xiang Qian returned to the hotel where he was staying in Tokyo, Mariko, who had already returned to the Yashida family's manor to clean up the mess, immediately got the news and rushed over immediately.

"Miss Mariko, should I express my condolences for Mr. Shingen's misfortune, or should I congratulate you for getting out of prison and taking control of your own destiny?"

As he spoke forward, he glanced at Yukio beside Mariko; by this time, Mariko should have known all the causes and consequences of the matter.

He asked Yukio: "Where is my 'friend' Logan, has he returned to the United States?"

Yukio nodded and asked: "Do you often beat your 'friends' so badly?"

Qianqian smiled: "Are you complaining about Logan? Kindly remind you, don't fall in love with him, he is just a lone wolf."

"Where's my grandpa?" Mariko interrupted Qianqian's greetings with Yukio.

The forward answer is still the same one that has been said many times: "Isn't he already buried in the Yashida family cemetery?"

"You know I'm not asking about that fake coffin." Mariko said angrily.

He lazily leaned forward on the sofa and said, "After taking control of the group, my whole demeanor is really different."

"He is my grandfather." Mariko was almost pissed off by the tired look on her face.

"He is also the real culprit behind the murder of your father." Xiang Qian pretended to sigh, "One murdered his biological son, and the other attempted to murder his biological daughter but failed. They are really a father and son, aren't they?"

Mariko's face turned pale: "My father...is it really him?"

"Other than your grandfather, who would have any reason to kill your father?" Xiang Qian asked expressionlessly.

"Why...why did he do this?" Mariko looked gloomy, and fell down on the sofa on the other side in despair, muttering unconsciously to herself.

Turning forward to look at Yukio, he asked doubtfully: "Didn't you tell her?"

"No, I know everything." Mariko came back to her senses, "In order to gain eternal life, can people abandon everything?"

"There are countless people who seek immortality in history, and there are many heroes among them. Of course, there are not many Yashida Ichiro." Looking forward, Mariko said, "Although it seems very unhuman, I still want to say that what needs to be cared about now is not

Yashida Ichiro's personal life and death is the life and death of the group."

Mariko's expression froze, and she subconsciously lowered her eyelids to avoid the formidable gaze moving forward.

Xiang Xiang did not let go of the new owner of the Yashida Group. He said calmly: "In the past three days since Mr. Shingen was killed, the group's stock price has plummeted again; it has roughly fallen back to the level before my capital injection."

"Like all shareholders, I am worried about this. I even doubt whether the stock price will directly fall below the issue price 40 years ago." Qiang Qian asked, "I wonder if the group has any corresponding remedial measures?"

Mariko looked embarrassed and could not respond for a long time; because she was completely helpless about it.

The Yashida Group was in trouble because of Yashida Ichiro's selfishness. Although the cooperation with the Gotoku Group temporarily stabilized market confidence, the sudden death of Yashida Shingen became the straw that broke the camel's back.

Now, people inside the group are panicking, and not only are creditors pressing harder from the outside, but even the original collaborators and allies are beginning to show greedy faces. Thinking about the difficult predicament facing the group, Mariko feels a little less for her grandfather.

Concerned and a little more resentful.

To put it bluntly, if Mariko were to rely on herself alone, the Yashida Group would be unable to recover. Although people's character can mature quickly, personal abilities will not improve rapidly without reason.

The situation of internal and external difficulties is beyond the capabilities of a young girl in her early twenties.

But Xiang Qian still watched with cold eyes, as if still waiting for Mariko's answer.

After a long time, Mariko spoke: "The core assets of the Yashida Group are still of high value, especially the advanced technology reserves and related patents."

"I agree with this." He nodded slightly.

Mariko continued: "The current difficulties of the group are more due to our competitors' deliberate attacks on us. They have cut off the group's capital flow and orders from upstream and downstream enterprises, causing operational difficulties for the group. But this situation will not last long."

"I can only partially agree with this." Qiang Qian said with a little more smile on his face, "This kind of deliberate market sniping may not last long, but as long as the Yashida Group collapses faster, they will achieve their goal."

Mariko was silent again for a long time.

"If the Yashida Group collapses, the Gotoku Group will also suffer heavy losses; even if it is bankrupt and liquidated, you will get market and financial compensation at most. The Japanese political and business circles will not allow you to take away the core assets of the group, especially the most important ones.

Technology patents.”

Xiang Qian's smile grew wider: "It's obvious...it's natural."

"Therefore, the Five Virtues Group should stand in the same trench as us. It is more in your interest to keep the Yashida Group." Mariko said eagerly, as if a drowning person was desperately trying to grasp the life-saving straw in front of him.

Qianqian remained unmoved: "But that also means that I have to be at odds with many people in Japan's political and business circles; the pros and cons are not that simple, and I need to see more benefits."

Mariko bit her lip lightly, as if she was about to make an important decision: "Yukio, I want to talk to Xiang Sang alone."

"..." Yukio looked at Mariko's suddenly red cheeks and understood instantly.

"Please, Yukio." Mariko seemed to be begging.

Yukio held the katana in his hand tightly, as if he was going to slash someone with it at the next moment, but in the end he could only stare angrily forward, turned around and left the room.

The door closed, Mariko took a long breath, stood up slowly, reached out and took off her coat...