Chapter 7 Chapter Six Anais Slaying the Dragon
What should this creature be called?When it appears in human form, it is known as Lamb Clark Mulron.In a short period of time, he has transformed from a troublesome figure into a maharaja among maharajas, who has acquired the most powerful wealth and power on the ground, but now he has turned into a creature that must be called "it" instead of "he" .The entire head more than doubled in size, two thick curved horns grew from the forehead, the nose stretched forward, and saliva flowed from the corners of the mouth.Although still wearing human clothes, it looks like a hairy body wrapped in torn pieces of cloth.The hands still maintain a human shape, but are covered with bristles, and the nails are continuously deformed.
Shouts of astonishment and fear came from all around, but this creature once called Lambert completely ignored it.Since the mouth could not be opened freely, the saliva that flowed out continuously wet the chest and abdomen.Several figures appeared in front of the eyes, but it easily knocked them down, hit the door blocking the way, the hinges fell off, and the thick oak door bounced open like a card.There was a child standing in the room. When the self-proclaimed paper juggler saw the intruder, he immediately wailed in a voice as sharp as metal:
"Monster! Monster!"
The paper juggler roared and waved his wrists, several pieces of thin thin paper flew straight towards the monster with a tauren, pierced into the monster's skin soundlessly, and blood spurted out.However, when the paper was spun back into the Juggler's hands, the monster's wounds were healed and the bleeding stopped.The weapon that cut off Klein's finger before was completely useless in front of the monster.
Immediately, the monster let out a roar, and the air vibrated, forming an invisible huge wave that hit the whole body of the paper juggler.The paper slipped from the hands of the paper juggler, and his fighting spirit was lost along with it.The green-faced paper juggernaut turned around screaming, but his feet didn't work, and he fell forward. His eyes touched a large area of the floor, and he could only hear someone's panicked screams.When he confirmed that the owner of the voice was himself, a strong shock surrounded the whole body of the paper juggler.
The four brothers of the Longtang family heard a roar that did not belong to reality through the wide space and thick walls.After looking at each other in blank dismay, they all ran towards the direction of the sound. At this time, it didn't matter who the owner of the sound was.
The four of them galloped in the corridor, all the way through the hall.On the way, several people armed with automatic rifles and rambo knives made sneak attacks, and they fell to the ground one by one with just one punch and one kick.For these subversive saboteurs who have received formal training and martial artists who have undergone rigorous training, their hatred with their cousins is almost irreconcilable, and the same is true for Kobayakawa Natsuko.If it is ordinary troops or terrorists who infiltrate, it can be completely settled within five minutes.That means cousins Ryu and Natsuko Kobayakawa are unforgivable laymen in the eyes of this group of professional-level experts who have learned orthodox killing, kidnapping and sabotage techniques.
As soon as the dragon cousins arrived at the library, there were no walls on all sides, and it was as high as 1.2 floors.I saw old man Maxson kneeling on the floor and holding the body of a child.
"Thomas, Thomas..."
The old man Maxson repeatedly called his grandson's real name, and he seemed to age rapidly in a few seconds.The juvenile known as "The Paper Juggler" has an unnaturally twisted head as his neck bones were crushed by a powerful force.Long Tang began to salute the old man solemnly, then turned and walked out of the room, and his younger brothers followed suit, because they had nothing to say.After passing through several rooms and arriving at the corridor facing the atrium, the second son finally whispered:
"Where the hell are Lambert Clark and Natsuko Kobayakawa?"
After finishing speaking, Yu pulled the cuffs of the eldest brother and the second brother with both hands without saying a word, and finally pointed to the outside of the house. The group of people looked at the green space in the atrium in silence.I saw Nazuko Kobayakawa staggering away as she slapped away debris and dust from building materials.From the big hole in the wall in front of you, you can see groups of police outside.
"Ah, look!"
There was a commotion among the police officers. It was the strange man in armor who appeared in the vicinity of King's Cross Station in London yesterday afternoon and snatched the double-decker bus.Moreover, the armor was robbed from the Arms Museum in Edinburgh. It is reported that people have witnessed it near the British Museum and the Old City Council Building.
"As long as you catch that guy, you can close the top case, everyone!"
"Is it really the same person? The other party can't see the appearance at all wearing armor."
"You idiot! Is there another person in this world who is wrapped in such heavy armor and can still jump like a baby bunny? Do you think it is possible? Huh?"
"It is true, but we will be in trouble after we trespass."
"That's right...Damn it, what should I do?"
"Just let that guy run out by himself, and find a way to lure him out of the cage."
A resolution is reached, and the brave London police take action, but what they're doing is literally no different from mischievous kids on the street.They picked up fragments of the stone wall, threw them at the armored monster, and insulted and cursed randomly through the loudspeaker.
Kobayakawa Natsuko's English ability is much higher than that of Ryu's cousins. Even people who don't understand English at all can understand what they agree with just by looking at the expressions, tone and behavior of the policemen.
"Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! The hate British and American devils, let you look at the anger of justice now, I want to make Buckingham Palace a raid!"
Kobayakawa Natsuko rushed across the green field with a ground cry, transformed into a humanoid tank and jumped into the police formation.While grabbing or smashing the policemen and throwing them out, they gradually moved away from Miaolong's mansion.
Old Daniel was alone, and always had been.But in the past, he was a lonely winner, but now he has become a single loser, sitting slumped in the desolate mansion in Manfil.It was as if the entire world had been lost in just one hour, like a priest of an ancient religion who had witnessed the destruction of an idol.He thought he knew all the secrets, but in fact knew nothing.He thought he was loyal and dedicated, and did his best to serve and contribute, but he was still thrown into the cold palace in the end.Before that, he was a resolute, ruthless and excellent leader, driving the organization and financial resources of the four sisters, but now there is nothing left.Originally hoped that Lambert Clark Meuron could lead the four sisters to more glorious glory, but after a series of embarrassing out-of-control, he turned into a strange shape and disappeared, and the old Daniel was full of confidence and vitality. quietly lost.At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Colonel Maxson stopped in place with his eternally silent grandson in his arms.
"Old Daniel."
"...What is it, Colonel?"
"Is what we have been serving for a long time actually an alien? That alien monster is the commander-in-chief of the four sisters, the ruler of the capitalist society, and the guardian of European civilization? The monster that killed my grandson!"
"Colonel Maxson, you can't judge a book by its cover, no matter what it looks like, the leader is..."
"The problem is not here!"
Colonel Maxson's tone and expression were not familiar to old Daniel in the past, but old Daniel did not blame the other party for his disrespect, but turned his back displeasedly.At this time, I found other figures. From the photos and V8, I have been remembering the faces of this group of people for many years. They are the dragon cousins from Japan.They are still alive, after accepting the maharaja's sanctions and cruel punishment, they are still alive and well.
"Cancel the 5 billion population erasure plan."
And the lion opened his mouth wide.
"Then we'll go back to Japan."
Old Daniel listened to the other party's poor English speechlessly.
"We don't have the right to sanction you. Those who have the right are the people of the countries who have been harmed by your extraterrestrial whims. Your responsibilities will be enumerated one by one. The world will convene an international court to impose appropriate punishments on you. At least the four sisters There will be far less dominance than before."
What Old Daniel responded to was not his voice but his expression, with a malicious smile on his face.Old Daniel opened his mouth to talk, and the dying life poured out, but it seemed that he was just a dead body with weak laughter.
"If you persist in your obsession, then all human beings will embark on the path of extinction, unable to establish an organization to protect their own lives and dignity, and talk too much about going into and out of space or nuclear fusion, which is just adding more jokes."
The person who said this was the continuation, but the plain tone aroused the strength of old Daniel. He hit the ground heavily with his crutches, and then let out a roar that overwhelmed the sound.
"The Four Sisters are the most efficient and excellent organization that manages modern human society, but they were destroyed by you in the end. You saboteurs don't talk big!"
Old Daniel growled with all his might.
"I want you to pay the price, you will have no place to be ashamed, and there will never be a day of peace!"
The handsome young man Bai Zhe let out a crisp laugh.
"I thought the commander-in-chief of the four sisters was such a great figure. It turned out that he was just mediocre. He only knew how to pass the buck and legitimize his words and deeds. He was as despicable as a Japanese bureaucrat."
"It is said that we have been asleep for three thousand years."
Hajime said calmly.
"In this way, we have to keep our eyes open for three thousand years. When we are awake, we find mosquitoes sucking blood and rabid dogs biting people. We have the right to drive them away."
After the first words, the old Daniel wanted to laugh but failed. In the end, he just let out a bitter breath, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his pale forehead.
"Having said that, we officially announce that if the new Maharaja of the Four Sisters once again uses the organization to harm us and endanger our relatives and friends, we will definitely destroy them. If the successor intends to repeat the same mistakes, we will immediately overthrow them, no matter how many times All the same, we have unlimited time and don't hate the use of force."
Without waiting for old Daniel's answer, Haji turned around and left, followed by his younger brothers.At the same time, when he walked out of the room, he nodded to the standing still old man Maxson, and did not speak.It wasn't until we were outside that we finally yawned to change our mood.
"Ah, I'm so hungry after exercise, it's tea time, find a place to eat pizza or fish and chips."
"Why are you always crying hungry?"
"Ahahaha, because I am the end of the dragon hall!"
"In the end, your posture doesn't look like you have your head up and your chest up, but it looks more like a slightly protruding lower abdomen, and the sentence is not creative, so I can only give you 30 points."
"I didn't ask you to score!"
Listening to the routine bickering between the second brother and the third brother, Yu looked up at the profile of the eldest brother and thought: It seems that in the next three thousand years we will have no opponents in the fight.Converted into days, uh, a total of 1,090,000 days, it’s not that long, the dinosaurs flourished for 180 million years...
"Brother, what should we do in the future?"
After listening to the continued question, Hajime just stroked Yu's head and smiled.
"Well, let's go to Chinatown first to find Mr. Xu Wenbao, anyway, we made a plan this morning." While talking, Hajime picked up the potted foliage plant fragments scattered at his feet, and threw them out.Then there was a small whimper, and the sound of a hard object falling to the ground.Continuing and finally glanced in the direction of the sound!But seeing that the eldest brother didn't even turn his head, they could only follow up and move on.
It was Ms. Stella who wanted to snipe the dragon cousin, but the pistol was knocked down instead. She grabbed her aching right wrist and rushed to the corridor with her teeth gritted.The mansion that was once more noble than a prince was reduced to ruins under the ravages of the Japanese, but there should still be powerful weapons hidden somewhere. Driven by the idea of vengeance, Miss Sprout, who still retains her sincerity, stepped into the dining room and was about to go to the sideboard when a movement from behind obliquely made her turn around immediately. Seeing Klein's pale but disgusted and murderous expression, Miss Stella took a big step back, but Klein took even bigger steps forward.The thick left hand exploded on Miss Stella's right cheek, her glasses were blown off, the whole person fell backwards, and fell directly on top of the shattered plates and broken chairs.Klein looked down at the unconscious Miss Stella with disdain, not even a milligram of sympathy in his heart. "Who wants to stay in this haunted house! I finally understand that the four sisters are servants of monsters. They sell their souls to monsters in different dimensions to gain wealth and power. A group of dirty vampire servants!" Klein couldn't help spitting at the thought of being a servant of a servant.A ball of extremely rude saliva aimed at Miss Stella's face and flew at a slight angle, only to wet the nearby floor.Klein walked towards the sideboard with fierce eyes, and instead of Rishui, he uttered short curses. "Escaping from here? Abominable monster." A part of the wall led to the outside like a freely movable door, and the breeze and the smell of dust and sand blew towards Klein from the dark rectangular space. "...the monster Mitaunor with the body of a minotaur inhabits the underground labyrinth." A certain chapter of Greek mythology that he read as a child came to mind, making Klein shudder.He thought to himself: This weird black hole should be blocked with cement, and he will never take the subway in London from now on.It's a pity that he can't find cement for the time being, and it is better to search for valuables and leave the UK. Professional killers who lost their loyalty to the organization suddenly became predators.This mansion is a treasure trove. The paintings randomly decorated in the corridors are at least not less than tens of millions of pounds each, and all the gems and gold ornaments are not inferior to the collections displayed in the Tower of London in terms of quality and quantity. will need these things. Klein stopped in his tracks and came to a room with a miserable scene as if a tornado had passed through it vertically, which was solar energy environmental protection.Beneath the shattered glass ceiling sat an old man, none other than Old Daniel. The current Klein no longer has any respect or awe for old Daniel. This powerless old man has exhaustion in his right hand and despair in his left.Even the President of the United States dared not touch the earth-colored old man a few days ago.But this is the past that cannot be repeated, and it is also a memory that will be lost forever.Old Daniel, old sad and wretched Master Daniel, your time is over, not with the wind but with the cows!What a silly way to end it.The urge to laugh hit his throat, and as a result of barely suppressing it, Klein let out a sound that sounded like a hiccup. "The bloody dream is over." Old Daniel's tone was gloomy. "The 5 billion population obliteration plan is suspended, and it must be suspended and cancelled." "OK." Klein agreed, without sincerity in his tone. "This plan is meaningless now. It's just a waste of manpower and funds. Don't kill them now, let them live, and kill them again when there is a chance, right? Dad." Old Daniel did not repel Klein's disrespectful words and deeds. "Kill them." "They? Dragon cousins?" Klein asked back on purpose. He was concerned that the Mitaunor and the armored monster might also be included, but this was just his wishful thinking. "What's the use of killing them now? They also said to leave them alone, just ignore them? Let them fend for themselves." At the same time that his stupid loyalty to the four sisters disappeared, Klein also recovered his rational judgment.The rebels should of course be eliminated, but wouldn't it be a foolish thing to throw fists at someone who never resisted, resulting in more than ten times the retaliation? "I will pay the price." "what?" "Whoever can kill Brother Long, I will give up my previous position and make him the commander-in-chief of the four sisters." Old Daniel's deep voice echoed in Klein's inner ear. The commander-in-chief of the four sisters, the wealth and power that made the president of the United States fall in love with him, is really going to be handed over to someone who has never studied at Harvard or Oxford, and only knows about murder, revolution and terrorism. Active career killer? "Whoever can kill them, I will give up my position." Old Daniel repeated.The cunning old man hit the most simple and direct desire in the hearts of ordinary people, and the bait he threw was very fresh and delicious. "Not a bad idea." The tone of the answer was slightly excited. "But what guarantee do you have? If you go back on your word afterwards, then honest people will only suffer a loss and damage moral education." Old Daniel's eyes flashed needle-like contempt, and Klein stared back without fear, using his calculation ability to the extreme. "By the way, how about giving me Mitaunor's wife?" "..." "Anyway, the wife of Lamb Clark Miaolong has become a widow, and the newly purchased double bed is half empty, so let me fill it, and let me be the groom of Miaolong's family." Klein's emotions were agitated and continued to rise. "But I want to confirm, whether it is me or not, what is the connection between the person who holds the real power of the four sisters and that Mitaunor with the head of a man?" Klein tried to interpret the expression of old Daniel. Since he still maintained a considerable degree of rationality, it was very difficult to analyze the expression of old Daniel.Among the expressions that could only be described as weird, only the lips opened and closed mechanically. "That's God." Klein froze, shock and stupor dominated his consciousness at the same time. "You mean, that Mitaunor with the tauren's body is a god?" absurd!Klein was about to snort, but his expression froze halfway.At least he could see that old Daniel was serious, so he managed to twitch the muscles at the corners of his mouth, and let out a distorted laugh from his crooked mouth. "Hey, Dad, you should be joking to a certain extent. I don't believe in God. I haven't attended church for more than 30 years, but I also know that I shouldn't blaspheme the gods. Is that ugly bull monster the god we believe in?" Klein reached out to the floor with his left hand, picked up a sharp shard of glass, and pressed it against Old Daniel's jaw. "I really sympathize with you leaving such nonsense as your last words, but I just can't stand it anymore, please hurry to the hell where your weird god is..." Suddenly a hysterical shot burst through the broken ceiling and reflected in the clouds; the second, the third, the fourth.Glass shards slipped from Klein's hands, and four small red and black holes pierced his back. Then he turned his head slowly, and this time the bullets were embedded in his chest and abdomen again.Klein's eyes widened and he rolled over to the ground.Glass-like eyeballs reflected the murderer, Miss Stella, with disheveled hair and cracked glasses, clutching a pistol with both hands.Klein wanted to laugh at her embarrassment, but blood spit out from her lungs, blocking her senses and consciousness.
... When Klein was lying down in the solar energy environmental protection room, in the darkness five meters deep under his feet, there was a strange figure wriggling and uttering a sound. "It can't be recovered, the face can't be restored to its original shape, help...!" The voice sounds vague, and the saliva flowing from the corner of the mouth drips from the throat to the chest. This place is in sharp contrast to the magnificence of the ground, and it is a space roughly painted with cement.This gray space between the warehouse and the road is neither for people to live in nor for people to watch. There is only a furry body wrapped in clothes fragments and a strange-shaped creature squatting with its head in its arms.The horns growing on its head reflected a milky white halo under the light of the light bulb.A sound of footsteps was approaching, causing the alien creature to lift its head feebly, staring blankly at an old soldier with a machine gun. "Monster, so you are hiding here." Although the old man's voice was deep, he was not calm enough, it could almost be said to be trembling with excitement.Colonel Maxson's face was pale, his eyes burning like the coals of a furnace. "It was my ignorance that killed my grandson. I shouldn't have taught him this kind of stunt. It's right to let him live a normal life... But, although I'm guilty, I won't let you, the murderer!" The muzzle of the machine gun pointed directly at the monster's face, and the minotaur opened its mouth halfway, staring intently at the muzzle of the gun. "You should also feel that it is better to die than to live like this for the rest of your life!" The colonel's finger pulled the trigger. A 75-year-old man who was once the Prime Minister of Japan looked around with his oily eyes and then hid in the warehouse. His path is forever filled with hordes of victims. This is a corner of the warehouse area where redevelopment projects are being carried out in East London, known as the Far East.Surrounded by four sturdy British men, Tsukakoshi fell to the ground. "Hmph, what an ugly gesture, Tsukakoshi, you traitor who sits on the fence!" The pupils and whites of Tsukakoshi's eyes frequently intertwined, his left and right wrists and ankles were tied up with a rope, his mouth was taped, and he could not resist or refute. "How can a pawn like you compare to me? I have been in the quagmire of politics for 50 years, and I have gone through R incidents, L incidents, M incidents, S incidents, and G incidents; I have also been slandered by Congress along with your father Inquiry, I have overcome all difficulties, and at least I have been the Prime Minister for five years." The former Prime Minister stepped on Tsukakoshi's face with the sole of his shoe. "The so-called indomitable politician refers to me. Compared to me, Funatsu Tadao is just an idiot old man who likes to hide behind the scenes and be a black hand." The former prime minister removed his shoes, and Tsukasa, who had obvious shoe marks on his face, stared back angrily. "How dare you betray me and flatter that nasty strange girl, I've never disposed of rubbish myself, but I'm going to throw you in the Thames later, and pray that your head will be twisted by the screw of a sightseeing yacht broken!" The former prime minister made a gesture, and the men raised Tsukakoshi's body wordlessly, and Tsukakoshi, who was pinned under the armpit and ankle, struggled desperately. "Oh heh heh heh heh!" An unknown explosion caused the big men holding Tsukakoshi to fly into the air, and Tsukakoshi, who was bound all over, fell to the floor, moaning in pain.The men who bounced into the air hit the floor or the wall one after another, making a blunt sound. The former Prime Minister immediately prostrated himself on the ground.He understood the situation in an instant, and immediately switched from the winner's posture to the loser's expression. The person who can serve as the prime minister for five consecutive years is by no means an ordinary person. "Miss Nazuko is auspicious..." "Oh hehehehehe, how can you, an indomitable politician, bow down to a weak woman?" "There is only one person in the whole world who can make the little one bow his head, and that is you, Ms. Nazuko." "Hmph, I can only play tricks. In short, untie the rope on Tsukakoshi's body first." The former prime minister followed orders, but the knot was so strong that he couldn't untie it for a while, so the strange girl grunted, hooked the tip of her right finger to the rope and gently tore it off. "Then what I told you to do last time." "Small, small, small understand, the small one hastily ordered the Japanese embassy to prepare Miss's passport." "Don't forget that I want a special one for diplomats." "Yes, of course, with diplomatic privileges, by the way." "Oh hehehehehe, very good, as long as you behave well, I will save your life when you are still useful. Who told me that I am a kind and soft-hearted girl." "Don't you understand my joke?" "Ah, yes, what a funny joke." Then Nazuko Kobayakawa walked out of the warehouse holding the front of the former prime minister's skirt, and Tsukakoshi followed behind, stroking the sore spots all over her body.A large luxury bus was parked outside the warehouse, which was rented by the former prime minister from the Japanese embassy in London. The interior was decorated like a gorgeous salon, and the secretary of the Japanese embassy greeted the group tremblingly. The embassy staff tried their best to suppress their inner dissatisfaction, and Rabbit showed it on his face.One of the most important and unpleasant tasks of public officials abroad is entertaining special dignitaries.When this group of (self-confessed) big-shot politicians came to visit from Japan, they had to pick up the airport, handle all immigration procedures, drive these people to hotels and tours, arrange meetings with local celebrities and dignitaries, and take care of them call girl.If politicians want to make a tour report to voters in their constituencies, they must help buy more than 10,000 postcards and write the names of the recipients one by one.When shopping with you, you have to be responsible for translation, bargaining, arranging to send things to Japan or transporting heavy luggage. At this time, if ordinary Japanese tourists encounter disputes and come to the embassy to ask for help to solve the problem, the answer usually is: "manpower insufficient." As soon as she got on the bus, Kobayakawa Natsuko immediately announced—— "I swear that I will drive out those traitors and kill them all. Everything I do is for the country! I have the lofty duty to revive the Great Japanese Empire and erect a 200-meter-high bronze statue for my father in the square in front of the Imperial Palace!" The stunned embassy staff whispered to the former prime minister. "Is the lady okay?" "She's serious." "No, I'm asking if she's sick..." The former prime minister slapped this mouth that was not big or small, the embassy staff screamed and shook their bodies, and the former prime minister glared at the young diplomat with extremely gloomy eyes. "You are mentally retarded, and you still don't understand the harshness of reality. It is your freedom to make yourself half dead, but you are not allowed to drag me into the water!" The diplomat rubbed the corners of his mouth with a pale green face. At this time, the strange woman stepped heavily on the floor and came to the former prime minister. "Start preparing for the dragon slaying operation." "Huh? Now? Let's take a break first." "I never know what it is to be tired! Before dismembering the great enemy of mankind, the dragon cousins, no, the group of traitors who brought down the pacifism and democrats of post-war Japan, the beautiful warriors of love and justice are There's no time to rest." "But in this way, little one..." "You too." "Ah, small, small and others are just ordinary people who can't even match Miss Natsuko's toes. Not only will they not be able to keep up with Miss's footsteps, they will even become stumbling blocks." "Stop rambling, follow me while singing this song." The strange woman stuffed a piece of paper full of words to the former prime minister. "Repeat the last sentence." The Love and Justice singer-songwriter explains. "I was wondering if it would be better to change the 'ahh' in the last sentence to 'ohh'?" "Miss, just add another sentence: 'Oh oh dragon buster Nazuko', there is no need to repeat it in the same sentence." "Hey, Tsukakoshi, I didn't expect you to write well." "The little one has no talent or incompetence, as long as it can benefit the lady a little, the little one will feel honored." Zhong Zhao rubbed his hands, while the former Prime Minister stood a little far away from him, watching his back, and spread the few remaining hair with his fingertips. "I have been successful and famous all my life, but now I am 75 years old and now I have fallen into such a situation. I simply confessed to the crime of bribery and tax evasion. Maybe it would be better to go to prison to serve my sentence." When the former prime minister thought about it carefully, he shook his head, thinking that no matter how difficult he encountered before, he was still able to trample on others to protect himself wisely; when the old city council building caught fire, he refused to save his colleagues who were crying for help Only then was he able to escape for his life, so he vowed that this time he would also die and return to Japan's political arena to play power again.It's just that a gloomy mood hangs over the former Prime Minister, thinking that maybe this time the game will be over.
It was Ms. Stella who wanted to snipe the dragon cousin, but the pistol was knocked down instead. She grabbed her aching right wrist and rushed to the corridor with her teeth gritted.The mansion that was once more noble than a prince was reduced to ruins under the ravages of the Japanese, but there should still be powerful weapons hidden somewhere. Driven by the idea of vengeance, Miss Sprout, who still retains her sincerity, stepped into the dining room and was about to go to the sideboard when a movement from behind obliquely made her turn around immediately. Seeing Klein's pale but disgusted and murderous expression, Miss Stella took a big step back, but Klein took even bigger steps forward.The thick left hand exploded on Miss Stella's right cheek, her glasses were blown off, the whole person fell backwards, and fell directly on top of the shattered plates and broken chairs.Klein looked down at the unconscious Miss Stella with disdain, not even a milligram of sympathy in his heart. "Who wants to stay in this haunted house! I finally understand that the four sisters are servants of monsters. They sell their souls to monsters in different dimensions to gain wealth and power. A group of dirty vampire servants!" Klein couldn't help spitting at the thought of being a servant of a servant.A ball of extremely rude saliva aimed at Miss Stella's face and flew at a slight angle, only to wet the nearby floor.Klein walked towards the sideboard with fierce eyes, and instead of Rishui, he uttered short curses. "Escaping from here? Abominable monster." A part of the wall led to the outside like a freely movable door, and the breeze and the smell of dust and sand blew towards Klein from the dark rectangular space. "...the monster Mitaunor with the body of a minotaur inhabits the underground labyrinth." A certain chapter of Greek mythology that he read as a child came to mind, making Klein shudder.He thought to himself: This weird black hole should be blocked with cement, and he will never take the subway in London from now on.It's a pity that he can't find cement for the time being, and it is better to search for valuables and leave the UK. Professional killers who lost their loyalty to the organization suddenly became predators.This mansion is a treasure trove. The paintings randomly decorated in the corridors are at least not less than tens of millions of pounds each, and all the gems and gold ornaments are not inferior to the collections displayed in the Tower of London in terms of quality and quantity. will need these things. Klein stopped in his tracks and came to a room with a miserable scene as if a tornado had passed through it vertically, which was solar energy environmental protection.Beneath the shattered glass ceiling sat an old man, none other than Old Daniel. The current Klein no longer has any respect or awe for old Daniel. This powerless old man has exhaustion in his right hand and despair in his left.Even the President of the United States dared not touch the earth-colored old man a few days ago.But this is the past that cannot be repeated, and it is also a memory that will be lost forever.Old Daniel, old sad and wretched Master Daniel, your time is over, not with the wind but with the cows!What a silly way to end it.The urge to laugh hit his throat, and as a result of barely suppressing it, Klein let out a sound that sounded like a hiccup. "The bloody dream is over." Old Daniel's tone was gloomy. "The 5 billion population obliteration plan is suspended, and it must be suspended and cancelled." "OK." Klein agreed, without sincerity in his tone. "This plan is meaningless now. It's just a waste of manpower and funds. Don't kill them now, let them live, and kill them again when there is a chance, right? Dad." Old Daniel did not repel Klein's disrespectful words and deeds. "Kill them." "They? Dragon cousins?" Klein asked back on purpose. He was concerned that the Mitaunor and the armored monster might also be included, but this was just his wishful thinking. "What's the use of killing them now? They also said to leave them alone, just ignore them? Let them fend for themselves." At the same time that his stupid loyalty to the four sisters disappeared, Klein also recovered his rational judgment.The rebels should of course be eliminated, but wouldn't it be a foolish thing to throw fists at someone who never resisted, resulting in more than ten times the retaliation? "I will pay the price." "what?" "Whoever can kill Brother Long, I will give up my previous position and make him the commander-in-chief of the four sisters." Old Daniel's deep voice echoed in Klein's inner ear. The commander-in-chief of the four sisters, the wealth and power that made the president of the United States fall in love with him, is really going to be handed over to someone who has never studied at Harvard or Oxford, and only knows about murder, revolution and terrorism. Active career killer? "Whoever can kill them, I will give up my position." Old Daniel repeated.The cunning old man hit the most simple and direct desire in the hearts of ordinary people, and the bait he threw was very fresh and delicious. "Not a bad idea." The tone of the answer was slightly excited. "But what guarantee do you have? If you go back on your word afterwards, then honest people will only suffer a loss and damage moral education." Old Daniel's eyes flashed needle-like contempt, and Klein stared back without fear, using his calculation ability to the extreme. "By the way, how about giving me Mitaunor's wife?" "..." "Anyway, the wife of Lamb Clark Miaolong has become a widow, and the newly purchased double bed is half empty, so let me fill it, and let me be the groom of Miaolong's family." Klein's emotions were agitated and continued to rise. "But I want to confirm, whether it is me or not, what is the connection between the person who holds the real power of the four sisters and that Mitaunor with the head of a man?" Klein tried to interpret the expression of old Daniel. Since he still maintained a considerable degree of rationality, it was very difficult to analyze the expression of old Daniel.Among the expressions that could only be described as weird, only the lips opened and closed mechanically. "That's God." Klein froze, shock and stupor dominated his consciousness at the same time. "You mean, that Mitaunor with the tauren's body is a god?" absurd!Klein was about to snort, but his expression froze halfway.At least he could see that old Daniel was serious, so he managed to twitch the muscles at the corners of his mouth, and let out a distorted laugh from his crooked mouth. "Hey, Dad, you should be joking to a certain extent. I don't believe in God. I haven't attended church for more than 30 years, but I also know that I shouldn't blaspheme the gods. Is that ugly bull monster the god we believe in?" Klein reached out to the floor with his left hand, picked up a sharp shard of glass, and pressed it against Old Daniel's jaw. "I really sympathize with you leaving such nonsense as your last words, but I just can't stand it anymore, please hurry to the hell where your weird god is..." Suddenly a hysterical shot burst through the broken ceiling and reflected in the clouds; the second, the third, the fourth.Glass shards slipped from Klein's hands, and four small red and black holes pierced his back. Then he turned his head slowly, and this time the bullets were embedded in his chest and abdomen again.Klein's eyes widened and he rolled over to the ground.Glass-like eyeballs reflected the murderer, Miss Stella, with disheveled hair and cracked glasses, clutching a pistol with both hands.Klein wanted to laugh at her embarrassment, but blood spit out from her lungs, blocking her senses and consciousness.
... When Klein was lying down in the solar energy environmental protection room, in the darkness five meters deep under his feet, there was a strange figure wriggling and uttering a sound. "It can't be recovered, the face can't be restored to its original shape, help...!" The voice sounds vague, and the saliva flowing from the corner of the mouth drips from the throat to the chest. This place is in sharp contrast to the magnificence of the ground, and it is a space roughly painted with cement.This gray space between the warehouse and the road is neither for people to live in nor for people to watch. There is only a furry body wrapped in clothes fragments and a strange-shaped creature squatting with its head in its arms.The horns growing on its head reflected a milky white halo under the light of the light bulb.A sound of footsteps was approaching, causing the alien creature to lift its head feebly, staring blankly at an old soldier with a machine gun. "Monster, so you are hiding here." Although the old man's voice was deep, he was not calm enough, it could almost be said to be trembling with excitement.Colonel Maxson's face was pale, his eyes burning like the coals of a furnace. "It was my ignorance that killed my grandson. I shouldn't have taught him this kind of stunt. It's right to let him live a normal life... But, although I'm guilty, I won't let you, the murderer!" The muzzle of the machine gun pointed directly at the monster's face, and the minotaur opened its mouth halfway, staring intently at the muzzle of the gun. "You should also feel that it is better to die than to live like this for the rest of your life!" The colonel's finger pulled the trigger. A 75-year-old man who was once the Prime Minister of Japan looked around with his oily eyes and then hid in the warehouse. His path is forever filled with hordes of victims. This is a corner of the warehouse area where redevelopment projects are being carried out in East London, known as the Far East.Surrounded by four sturdy British men, Tsukakoshi fell to the ground. "Hmph, what an ugly gesture, Tsukakoshi, you traitor who sits on the fence!" The pupils and whites of Tsukakoshi's eyes frequently intertwined, his left and right wrists and ankles were tied up with a rope, his mouth was taped, and he could not resist or refute. "How can a pawn like you compare to me? I have been in the quagmire of politics for 50 years, and I have gone through R incidents, L incidents, M incidents, S incidents, and G incidents; I have also been slandered by Congress along with your father Inquiry, I have overcome all difficulties, and at least I have been the Prime Minister for five years." The former Prime Minister stepped on Tsukakoshi's face with the sole of his shoe. "The so-called indomitable politician refers to me. Compared to me, Funatsu Tadao is just an idiot old man who likes to hide behind the scenes and be a black hand." The former prime minister removed his shoes, and Tsukasa, who had obvious shoe marks on his face, stared back angrily. "How dare you betray me and flatter that nasty strange girl, I've never disposed of rubbish myself, but I'm going to throw you in the Thames later, and pray that your head will be twisted by the screw of a sightseeing yacht broken!" The former prime minister made a gesture, and the men raised Tsukakoshi's body wordlessly, and Tsukakoshi, who was pinned under the armpit and ankle, struggled desperately. "Oh heh heh heh heh!" An unknown explosion caused the big men holding Tsukakoshi to fly into the air, and Tsukakoshi, who was bound all over, fell to the floor, moaning in pain.The men who bounced into the air hit the floor or the wall one after another, making a blunt sound. The former Prime Minister immediately prostrated himself on the ground.He understood the situation in an instant, and immediately switched from the winner's posture to the loser's expression. The person who can serve as the prime minister for five consecutive years is by no means an ordinary person. "Miss Nazuko is auspicious..." "Oh hehehehehe, how can you, an indomitable politician, bow down to a weak woman?" "There is only one person in the whole world who can make the little one bow his head, and that is you, Ms. Nazuko." "Hmph, I can only play tricks. In short, untie the rope on Tsukakoshi's body first." The former prime minister followed orders, but the knot was so strong that he couldn't untie it for a while, so the strange girl grunted, hooked the tip of her right finger to the rope and gently tore it off. "Then what I told you to do last time." "Small, small, small understand, the small one hastily ordered the Japanese embassy to prepare Miss's passport." "Don't forget that I want a special one for diplomats." "Yes, of course, with diplomatic privileges, by the way." "Oh hehehehehe, very good, as long as you behave well, I will save your life when you are still useful. Who told me that I am a kind and soft-hearted girl." "Don't you understand my joke?" "Ah, yes, what a funny joke." Then Nazuko Kobayakawa walked out of the warehouse holding the front of the former prime minister's skirt, and Tsukakoshi followed behind, stroking the sore spots all over her body.A large luxury bus was parked outside the warehouse, which was rented by the former prime minister from the Japanese embassy in London. The interior was decorated like a gorgeous salon, and the secretary of the Japanese embassy greeted the group tremblingly. The embassy staff tried their best to suppress their inner dissatisfaction, and Rabbit showed it on his face.One of the most important and unpleasant tasks of public officials abroad is entertaining special dignitaries.When this group of (self-confessed) big-shot politicians came to visit from Japan, they had to pick up the airport, handle all immigration procedures, drive these people to hotels and tours, arrange meetings with local celebrities and dignitaries, and take care of them call girl.If politicians want to make a tour report to voters in their constituencies, they must help buy more than 10,000 postcards and write the names of the recipients one by one.When shopping with you, you have to be responsible for translation, bargaining, arranging to send things to Japan or transporting heavy luggage. At this time, if ordinary Japanese tourists encounter disputes and come to the embassy to ask for help to solve the problem, the answer usually is: "manpower insufficient." As soon as she got on the bus, Kobayakawa Natsuko immediately announced—— "I swear that I will drive out those traitors and kill them all. Everything I do is for the country! I have the lofty duty to revive the Great Japanese Empire and erect a 200-meter-high bronze statue for my father in the square in front of the Imperial Palace!" The stunned embassy staff whispered to the former prime minister. "Is the lady okay?" "She's serious." "No, I'm asking if she's sick..." The former prime minister slapped this mouth that was not big or small, the embassy staff screamed and shook their bodies, and the former prime minister glared at the young diplomat with extremely gloomy eyes. "You are mentally retarded, and you still don't understand the harshness of reality. It is your freedom to make yourself half dead, but you are not allowed to drag me into the water!" The diplomat rubbed the corners of his mouth with a pale green face. At this time, the strange woman stepped heavily on the floor and came to the former prime minister. "Start preparing for the dragon slaying operation." "Huh? Now? Let's take a break first." "I never know what it is to be tired! Before dismembering the great enemy of mankind, the dragon cousins, no, the group of traitors who brought down the pacifism and democrats of post-war Japan, the beautiful warriors of love and justice are There's no time to rest." "But in this way, little one..." "You too." "Ah, small, small and others are just ordinary people who can't even match Miss Natsuko's toes. Not only will they not be able to keep up with Miss's footsteps, they will even become stumbling blocks." "Stop rambling, follow me while singing this song." The strange woman stuffed a piece of paper full of words to the former prime minister. "Repeat the last sentence." The Love and Justice singer-songwriter explains. "I was wondering if it would be better to change the 'ahh' in the last sentence to 'ohh'?" "Miss, just add another sentence: 'Oh oh dragon buster Nazuko', there is no need to repeat it in the same sentence." "Hey, Tsukakoshi, I didn't expect you to write well." "The little one has no talent or incompetence, as long as it can benefit the lady a little, the little one will feel honored." Zhong Zhao rubbed his hands, while the former Prime Minister stood a little far away from him, watching his back, and spread the few remaining hair with his fingertips. "I have been successful and famous all my life, but now I am 75 years old and now I have fallen into such a situation. I simply confessed to the crime of bribery and tax evasion. Maybe it would be better to go to prison to serve my sentence." When the former prime minister thought about it carefully, he shook his head, thinking that no matter how difficult he encountered before, he was still able to trample on others to protect himself wisely; when the old city council building caught fire, he refused to save his colleagues who were crying for help Only then was he able to escape for his life, so he vowed that this time he would also die and return to Japan's political arena to play power again.It's just that a gloomy mood hangs over the former Prime Minister, thinking that maybe this time the game will be over.