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Chapter 96: The Bodyguards at the Auction (Additional Updates, Please Pass the Monthly Ticket)
On the coastal highway, Su Zimai and Lan Hu looked at each other.

Above them, the entrance to the villa was designed like a torii gate and was located close to the sea.

The sea breeze blew gently, ruffling Su Zimai's hair. An electric car drove slowly along the coastal highway.

The car owner was humming a song when he caught sight of Lan Hu's back. He immediately turned around and exclaimed, "Blue..." As soon as he said it, he met the gazes of more than a dozen bodyguards, staring at him until he stuttered, "Blue, blue, blue..."

Then, an idea struck him, and he quickly changed the subject: "Nan... Nanfu, Nanfu batteries."

It seemed the owner was Chinese, speaking authentic and beautiful Chinese. The electric scooter drove past the public bench.

"Oh... Nanfu batteries?"

On the public bench, the great artist Hei Pupa scratched his chin, as if he had gathered inspiration for his creation.

He decided that next time he appeared, he would leave behind a picture of "Silver Swallowing Mouse" eating "Blue Arc Battery" to hype up the popularity of the good friends Blue Arc and Silver Swallowing in Japan.

While Comrade Tun Yin is still in China, we will create a comedian image for him in the eyes of the Japanese - this is also paving the way for Tun Yin's bright future. If he really can't be a stranger, he can come to the exhibition area of ​​Tokyo Tower to perform in the future.

Strike while the iron is hot, now is the time for Tun Gin-sang to enter the Japanese entertainment industry.

Taking the stage name "Silver Swallowing Rat", eating a raw model of the Tokyo Tower every day while signing autographs for passing fans, isn't this a way of survival?

He had already thought of the lines for swallowing silver:

——"After going through so many hardships, I still return as... Colonel."

Hei Pupa hummed happily in his heart and turned his head to look at the pair of enemies under the Torii-style entrance.

Su Zimai stared at Lan Hu motionlessly. The psychological shadow of yesterday still loomed over her. As a result, whenever she saw Lan Hu, a thought could not help but pop up in her mind:
——Is this thing my brother?
But she soon realized: the captain and Xu Sanyan had already proved that Gu Wenyu was neither Blue Arc nor Black Pupa.

At this point...what else is there to think about?

The big blue electric rat in front of her had nothing to do with her family. She shouldn't have any inexplicable feelings for him and should just treat him like a stranger.

Thinking of this, in order to be more respectful, Su Zimai politely opened his mouth and introduced himself reluctantly:
"My name is Ke Zinan, a member of the Ghost Train Group."

"Both of you have the surname Ke." Lan Hu asked curiously.

"Yes, she is my sister." Ke Qirui curled the corners of his mouth and gently hugged Su Zimai's shoulders.

"She's your sister, so who's my sister?" Hei Pupa, sitting on a public bench not far away, narrowed his eyes. "So you're sharing your sister here? Sharing bikes is fine, but sharing your sister at least requires my signature, right?"

Lan Hu looked at Su Zimai for a while, then looked at Ke Qirui.

He said nonchalantly, "That's great. Well... I have a younger sister too, but she has a bad temper and easily offends people. She usually doesn't want to talk to me."

Ke Qirui disagreed and said politely, "She sounds like a lovely girl. When Mr. Lan Hu retires one day, perhaps you can bring your sister along and come out with us openly."

"After I retire, that day will come... But those who work as aliens need masks. Otherwise, enemies will appear in an endless stream. They will try every possible means to attack those close to you. There are too many such cases." At this point, Blue Arc paused and said with a sigh:

"In this respect, I envy you exorcists. You don't need to be in the open, and you don't have as many audiences and enemies as we do, so you don't need to wear masks."

"Who knows?" Ke Qirui shook his head. "Actually, an exorcist's job isn't just to exorcise demons. Sometimes other exorcists hold grudges against them... Anyway, let's go inside and talk. It's so awkward standing here."

Lan Hu shrugged. "I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it. The auction organizers have been waiting for us for a long time, and the rest of the core bodyguard team has also arrived."

Ke Qirui jokingly said, "For this reason, I really admire Mr. Blue Arc. He has lightning speed, but he is the last one to arrive."

"Trivia: procrastination and efficiency don't conflict."

"That's true."

Su Zimai followed behind the two of them, listening to their conversation silently.

She has always admired the group leader's social skills. Ke Qirui is always graceful and confident no matter where he is. No matter what the other party's status or class is, he can always communicate with them freely and easily, one topic after another.

Thinking of this, Su Zimai glanced at Lan Hu's silhouette.

She suddenly felt that Lan Hu was not as annoying as he looked on TV - she didn't know if it was because she subconsciously always compared him with Gu Wenyu, so she had a preconceived filter and favorable impression of him.

Ke Qirui pulled a pipe from his windbreaker pocket, placed it between his lips, and teased, "Mr. Blue Arc gives me a very peaceful feeling. I thought you would be as witty and witty as when you were fighting the criminals. At first, I was worried that I couldn't keep up with your thinking."

Lan Hu thought for a moment and said, "A friend of mine also said that to me..."

"Is your friend called 'Hei Pupa'?" Hei Pupa narrowed his eyes. He was sitting on top of the Torii gate like a samurai, silently watching the three people walk into the villa.

As Lan Hu, Su Zimai and Ke Qirui stepped into the villa, the luxuriously decorated door closed.

The black pupa distributed the gravity to the restraints, used the restraints to tie up a huge stone statue of Yaksha in front of the villa, and pulled the restraints to fall to the top of the statue.

Then he stepped on the statue's head and leaped upwards, sneaking into the window on the second floor of the villa. The second floor was empty, and the guests were all gathered in the living room on the first floor.

As if treating this place as his own home, the black pupa slowly sat down.

Leaning his back against the mahogany railing, holding his breath and keeping the restraints transparent, he turned his head and silently observed the scene in the living room on the first floor through the gaps in the railings with the corner of his eye.

At this moment, there were nine figures gathered in the living room on the first floor.

Apart from Lan Hu, Ke Qirui and Su Zimai, there were two other people among the other six who were known to Hei Pu.

One of them was wearing a kendo uniform and a high ponytail. She looked like a heroic girl, no more than 20 years old, with sparkling eyes. She was the Dragon-level Outlier "Yingwu" who had been in a stalemate with the Wingman at Tokyo Tower last night.
The other person is an internal member of Ke Qirui's Ghost Train Group: Xu Sanyan - the unlucky exorcist who failed to track Gu Wenyu last night and was instead tracked.

Ji Minghuan didn't recognize the remaining four people in the living room.

But he guessed that most of these people were from the Exorcist side - if they were famous paranormal people, they would definitely go to the official website of the Japan Paranormal Association, and they could find out who they were by searching on their mobile phones, so they couldn't be paranormal people.

"Welcome everyone, we have been waiting for a long time."

After a moment's silence, the Japanese representative, Sakura Takeru, spoke first. Her popularity in Japan was comparable to that of the Blue Arc in Chinese eyes, and her status was undoubtedly exceptional. However, it was unclear whether her abilities were even half as formidable as the Blue Arc's.

Ying Wu's voice was as sweet as spring water. She introduced herself, "I think you all have heard of my name. Let me first introduce you to the people from Japan."

As she spoke, she pointed the end of the hilt of the sword she carried at a man in a dark blue kimono beside her. "This is the second-rank exorcist of the Exorcist Association, 'Fuyuyama Nobunaga,' also known as the 'Kurushi Samurai,' and his Heavenly Sword is the 'Tachi.'"

Hei Pupa took a look and saw a man in a kimono named "Fuyuyama Nobunaga". He had a shaved head and his narrow and long eyes were filled with a coldness like a knife. He was just like his name.

"Thank you for your guidance." said Fuyuyama Nobunaga.

Yingwu pointed the hilt of his sword at the long-haired boy in Onmyoji attire on his left: "This is 'Mirror Guardian'. He doesn't want to reveal his name, so just call him by his code name in the Exorcist world. His Sky Drive is 'Mirror', a second-level one."

Jing Shou nodded silently.

He has a feminine appearance, heavy makeup on his face, and covers his face with a folding fan, like an actor in a Japanese stage play. In short, it does not conform to the aesthetic taste of Chinese people. If it were a highly cultured Silver-Swallowing Rat, he would definitely be slapped with the word "sissy".

Yingwu finally pointed the hilt of his knife at a gentle and elegant young man wearing a turtleneck sweater, black curly hair, and round-framed glasses, and introduced him:

"The last one is called 'Graybara Ritsu'. He is a second-rank exorcist who joined temporarily. Before this, he served in the British Exorcist Association and recently returned to Japan. He is a second-rank exorcist, and his Tianqu is 'Poker'."

Ritsu Haihara had a sheep-like smile on his face and nodded at a few people.

Ying Wu lowered the hilt of the knife, clamped it between his arms and waist, and looked up at Ke Qirui.

She said, "Now that we have introduced the core bodyguards from Japan, Ms. Ke Qirui, as the leader of the 'Ghost Train Group,' please introduce your members."

Ke Qirui smiled slightly, took off the pipe from her lips, and imitated the posture of the little girl Yingwu. She pointed at Su Zimai with the end of her pipe and introduced lightly:
"Ko Zinan was just promoted to a second-level exorcist yesterday. His Heavenly Exorcist is the 'Magic Gloves'."

She pointed her pipe at Xu Sanyan, who was wearing a black turtleneck windbreaker.

"Xu Sanyan, a second-level exorcist, whose Heavenly Exorcist is 'Umbrella'."

Finally, he pointed at a tall man wearing Taekwondo uniform and a turban on his head.

"Lin Zhengquan, Tianqu is a 'mechanical prosthesis'. After summoning Tianqu, he can use mechanical prostheses to cover his limbs. He is a second-level exorcist and the closest person among us to a third-level exorcist."

Yingwu nodded.

Fuyuyama Nobunaga closed his eyes and looked at them with disdain; Kagami Mori covered his face with a folding fan and looked at them silently; Haihara Ritsu had his hands behind his back and a soft smile on his face.

Finally, the eight people's eyes focused on Lan Hu, who had not said a word from beginning to end.

Blue Arc hugged his shoulders, raised his metal-gloved index finger, and pointed at himself curiously.

He clearly didn't speak, but he seemed to be saying: Do I need to introduce myself?
The eight of them shook their heads simultaneously, giving him the proper respect. Everyone knew this was a Chinese superstar. Even in Japan, Blue Arc's popularity was high, and even in shopping malls, they could see all sorts of exquisite Blue Arc figurines and posters on display in the windows.

"That's it then..." Blue Arc hugged his shoulders, a low laugh emanating from behind his helmet. "It's been a pleasure working together. I hope we can wipe out the White Crow Brigade in one fell swoop."

At this moment, Hei Pupa, who was sitting next to the mahogany railing on the second floor and eavesdropping on the conversation between several people with his restraint senses, suddenly felt dizzy.

He thought to himself, "No way...are these Japanese kidding? Are they really going to use these small fry to fight the White Crow Brigade? I feel like the 'Long-lived Lovemaking Old Lady' alone can kill them all."

Hei Pu sighed silently, "As expected, the Japanese are just so damn unreliable... Luckily, I had the foresight to find a father beforehand."

He had hoped to see some eye-catching figures in the core bodyguard team.

But from this point of view, the Japanese are either in hiding or lack a clear understanding of the White Crow Brigade's combat effectiveness. In any case, there is no need to have any expectations of them and they should fend for themselves.

"Can I ask you a question, Mr. Blue Arc?" Ying Wu looked up at Blue Arc and suddenly spoke.

"Of course," Blue Arc said, "What can I do for you?"

Yingwu placed his hand on the hilt of the knife and hesitated for a second.

She was obviously still confused about what happened last night, when the mysterious bandaged man suddenly appeared and helped her rescue the hostages, and then drew a picture about "silver swallowing" on the live news broadcast to the whole of Japan, and also mentioned in passing that "Blue Arc and dogs are not allowed to enter."

It can be seen that... this mysterious bandaged man called "Black Pupa" must have a good relationship with Blue Arc and Silver Swallow.

Thinking of this, Ying Wu asked, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with 'Black Pupa'?"

Black Pupa was feeling a little sleepy, and he didn't expect to hear his own name. His eyes lit up slightly under the restraints, and he pricked up his ears alertly.

"Good friends... good friends... good friends."

Black Pupa clenched his fists, cheering for Blue Arc in his heart, urging Blue Arc to acknowledge their relationship.

He sent a text message to Blue Arc on his cell phone.

After a moment of silence, Lan Hu's pocket suddenly vibrated. He took out his phone and took a look.

【Black Pupa: Good friend, good friend.】

It seems that they were worried that Blue Arc didn't know how to say "good friend", so they specially marked it in Chinese, Japanese and English.

Lan Qi scanned the text message and then spoke slowly in a voice as low as -30 degrees Celsius:

"It's so unfamiliar."

He paused, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "Well... these little hooligans who have no strength but like to play tricks can't even be called criminals. They're like a dog on the side of the road. It's hard not to kick it when you see it."

"I agree." Su Zimai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

On the second floor, the black pupa was hanging alone, with its head lowered, drawing circles on the floor with its fingers.

It seemed like he was already thinking about how to torture the damn brother and sister when he got home.

(End of this chapter)