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Chapter 113: The Mask of the Noble, Kazama Liuli

Qi Xiuyuan looked at the iPad in his hand and opened an electronic document.

This electronic document records information about several foreign forces, as well as a small amount of hunter information from the Hunter website.

The extremist religious organization "Black Temple", a group of radical priests who advocate violence against the devil.

There is also the "Longshan Hermitage", a chaebol organization with a history of over 300 years. They lend money to underworld gangs around the world, and if the borrowers cannot repay the loans, they will take away their businesses and territories.

And the very independent and closed "Solomon's Temple Society," which has been engaged in the financial industry in Britain for hundreds of years and has mastered the secrets of controlling pure-blooded dragons and cultivating excellent bloodlines...

Qi Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes as he scanned the information about these forces and thought, "It seems that Old Bai has been eyeing these foreign forces for a long time."

Even an independent and closed force like the "Solomon's Temple" has some knowledge of it. The only explanation is that Bai Ci has put a lot of effort into intelligence in the past.

The Japanese underworld mixed-race organization "Onii-shu" and the assassin organization "Southern Cross" are also included.

The Southern Cross, also known as the Blood Cross, has a blood-red cross as its symbol.

The predecessor of the Southern Cross was the Crusades, an army formed by the Catholic Church in the Middle Ages to conquer foreign races and heretics in the name of protecting and spreading Christianity. It was named the Crusades because the participants had a cross sewn on their coats as a mark.

According to the information, the Southern Crusaders and the Order of Solomon's Temple split from the Knights Templar, but the Southern Crusaders were regarded as traitors and rats in the gutter by the orthodox Order of Solomon's Temple.

"Becoming a 'knight' of killers and assassins? The Solomon Temple can control pure-blooded dragons. What abilities do those people of the Southern Crusade have?"

Qi Xiuyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he thought to himself, "The four top assassins of the Southern Cross are codenamed Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and Delta, corresponding to the four main stars of the Southern Cross, α, β, γ, and δ."

He just killed a newly hatched third-generation species. Qi Xiuyuan was not arrogant enough to think that he was invincible.

It would be great if we knew who Old Man Chen hired, but unfortunately once the spores determine their target, they cannot be changed.

"Here we are."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent all the way, as if he was homesick, but at this moment he suddenly looked out the window and said.

Qi Xiuyuan turned his head and glanced out the window. It seemed to be raining in Japan, with raindrops drawing winding water marks on the window. The plane was descending, with water mist covering the wings, leaving white lines.

Below them was the bustling city of Tokyo. Even though it was six in the morning, the city was still lit up with dense sparks, spreading like veins throughout the city.

It was like a fire burning from day to night and then back to day.

Even from a height of thousands of meters, one can seem to feel the noise and bustle of the city, and countless people running around in this maze.

"We're finally here! I'm almost starving!" Xia Mi yelled, touching her flat belly.

"The reception from the Snake Eight Clan won't disappoint you." Yuan Zhisheng smiled a little more. "You've never been to Japan before, have you?"

"No." Xia Mi muttered, "My impression of Japan is still stuck on Tokyo Tower, cherry blossom trees, and Mount Fuji. Oh, and Kobe beef, which I grew up listening to classical music."

"Do you understand what it means to restore the original flavor of ingredients?"

Finkel complained mercilessly behind him, "The Japanese and Korean food in the Kassel College cafeteria are the only two things I'd rather starve than eat. In comparison, I still prefer pork knuckle."

"Original flavor?" Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, her expression suddenly becoming strange. "Japanese people don't eat large intestines, right?"

“…” The corners of Yuan Zhisheng’s mouth twitched.

"How many days will we stay in Tokyo? Can we take the Shinkansen to Nagoya?" Su Xiaoqiang looked through the guide with great interest, and it was Nagoya Castle that he found. The white castle was half hidden in cherry blossoms, and beyond the castle were hillsides and cauliflowers, forming a composition of yellow, pink, and white and the blue sky.

"Say hello to the local tyrant first." Qi Xiuyuan said with a smile.

"Local bully?" Su Xiaoqiang raised his head with a puzzled expression.

"It's the Japanese branch of Kassel Academy. It looks like a regular joint-stock company, but it's actually an organization of a major underworld family. They have the final say on many things in Japan." Qi Xiuyuan explained.

"The mafia?" Su Xiaoqiang turned over, resting his head on Qi Xiuyuan's legs, looking up at him and asked, "Is it the kind of gangster gangsters?"

"..."

A well-shaped mark popped up on Yuan Zhisheng's forehead, and Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

I turned my head to look at the city outside the porthole beside me. A curtain of rain came from the thick dark clouds in the sky, wrapping the distant towers in thick fog, and the neon lights were hazy into colorful blocks.

That is Tokyo Skytree, the world's tallest radio tower.

Not only Tokyo Skytree, but also Sensoji Temple, Disneyland, Meiji Jingu Shrine...

"Ok?"

Chu Zihang frowned subconsciously as if he saw something eye-catching.

Following his gaze, Qi Xiuyuan looked over and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tokyo, Chiyoda-ku, Yasukuni Shrine.

"Are you looking at Chidorigafuchi? It's indeed a good place for cherry blossom viewing. It's second only to Ueno Park as a popular cherry blossom viewing spot in Tokyo."

Yuan Zhisheng's voice came from the side, and Qi Xiuyuan and Chu Zihang turned to look.

Seeing the two people with somewhat gloomy expressions, Yuan Zhisheng's smile froze and he asked tentatively, "You are looking at Chidorigafuchi, right?"

At the same time, in the heavy rain, under the colorful sky tree, only one figure stood for a long time, looking up at the giant black bird roaring through the sky and flying towards Tokyo Haneda International Airport in Ota Ward.

The man's black kimono with red flowers was loose, revealing his delicate collarbone. Torrential rain streamed down his unmade-up, expressionless face, and hit the hilt of the red-sheathed long sword slung across his waist.

Standing under the sky tree is like being a young warrior who has strayed into the modern era, and the raindrops falling around you are tinged with a scent of loneliness.

Behind him, a black car slowly slid to his side, and the white headlights stretched his shadow very long.

"Girl, the time has come."

A hoarse voice, as vicissitudes of life as the sea, came into the ears, and a masked waiter got out of the car with a black umbrella in his hand, and silently opened the door for the handsome man.

Inside the car was an old man wearing a mask with a white face and fangs like a devil. The warm yellow light from top to bottom made the mask clearly visible, which was chilling.

Now the handsome man named "Kazama Ruri" did not get on the car. He let the rain wet his hair as he looked at the giant bird flying over the sky tree.

"call."

With a slow exhalation, white mist emerged from his mouth, and Feng Jianli smiled in amazement: "Someone outside the chessboard."

(End of this chapter)