From Hokage to Visionary

Keep calm.

Yuan Zhisheng repeated it several times in his mind and said expressionlessly: "This is the plan for handling the bodies. This mission is very risky. If you encounter misfortune, your bodies will be airlifted back to your hometowns."

"Oh, yes, very detailed work."

Caesar took the document, signed his name beautifully, handed it back with an appreciative look, and commented: "I will report it to the principal truthfully when I return."

Yuan Zhisheng took another deep breath. In just a few minutes, he had resisted the urge to slap this idiot to death several times.

"By the way, the welcome ceremony you prepared is too simple. I am not satisfied."

Caesar, holding a Cohiba cigar in his mouth, with a wild and unruly expression on his face, said, "So, I decided to experience the Japanese style tonight. You should know where it is, right? Chu Zihang, Adam, you should not mind, right?"

Chu Zihang closed his eyes in the back seat and said calmly, "It doesn't matter. You are the team leader, you decide."

Do you think I'm a tour guide?

Yuan Zhisheng had a blank expression on his face, thinking silently in his heart, maybe he shouldn't have come tonight.

Otherwise, why don't we have someone cast this annoying guy into a concrete pile and drive it into the sea?

Some dangerous thoughts were brewing in his mind, and Yuan Zhisheng looked at Caesar with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

At this time, Adam, who had been silent all the time, suddenly pushed up his glasses and said calmly, "Everyone, although it may be a bit of a downer to say this now, I still have to ask, Mr. Yuan Zhisheng, are the 'guests' over there also part of this welcome ceremony?"

The saline-alkali land shrouded in the pitch-black night was illuminated by dozens of bright golden eyes.

It's like being in a dark cave, and suddenly finding yourself surrounded by bloodthirsty bats. Those pairs of bright golden eyes reveal bloodthirstiness and cruelty.

Yuan Zhisheng's expression suddenly became serious, and his face looked extremely ugly: "No, they are... fierce ghosts."

"It seems that there are others who welcome our arrival."

Adam pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose, with a gentle smile on his lips: "Mr. Yuan Zhisheng, it seems that your intelligence work is not very good."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 283 Kazama Ruri

In the pitch-black night, dozens of pairs of lit golden eyes flashed with bloodthirstiness and cruelty.

Shadowy figures, like ghosts, have completely surrounded the saline-alkali beach at some point, and a heavy smell of impending storm is brewing in the air.

"Is it Deadpool?"

Chu Zihang, who was resting with his eyes closed in the car, slowly opened his eyes. His cold voice was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, containing a hint of chilling murderous intent.

The deepest memories seemed to be awakened at this moment.

In the rainstorm, the man slashed at the gods, and the No. 000 viaduct that he could never return to.

Perhaps it was due to the overlapping of new and old grudges, he could not control the murderous intent surging in his heart. He wanted to pull the long sword out of the black sheath and then kill those disgusting monsters.

"Chu Zihang."

At this moment, Adam's voice suddenly came into his ears.

Chu Zihang, who was originally caught up in some extreme emotions, seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water from head to toe. The nameless fire of karma subsided, and the whole person suddenly calmed down. He immediately realized that his emotions were not right just now. After taking a deep breath, he gave Adam a grateful look.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I just praised your Japanese branch for their meticulous work."

Caesar glanced at Yuan Zhisheng with his eyes slanted, not showing any worry at all, and grinned, "How can you be so unpretentious? We haven't even arrived at the hotel yet, and the performance has already been arranged?"

A ghost's performance. Are you venting your anger with your eyes?

Yuan Zhisheng's face turned pale, but he didn't feel like refutating Caesar anymore. He just felt ashamed.

He is the young master of the Sheqi Eight Clans, but today so many disgusting things appeared under his nose, and followed them all the way, ruining this simple welcome ceremony. There is no doubt that they are challenging the reputation of the Sheqi Eight Clans.

For Japanese underworld organizations, reputation has always been more important than life.

"I will give you three a reasonable explanation for this matter."

Yuan Zhisheng, who felt very embarrassed, exhaled a breath of foul air, and said in a sullen face, "But right now, I don't think it's necessary to confront him head-on."

"Agree."

Caesar flicked the ash off his cigar, looked out the window at the group of guys approaching, and said calmly, "But I don't think that since these guys have followed us, they will let us go so easily."

"Want to make a bet?"

Yuan Zhisheng sat in the driver's seat and said without turning his head: "One minute, get rid of them."

Caesar in the back row was in the mood. He never refused interesting things and was not afraid of challenges. "Okay, I'll make a bet with you. If you can't get rid of these people in one minute, you will have to wear a cowboy suit and toast everyone one by one."

A fierce look flashed across Yuan Zhisheng's feminine face. He half-closed his eyes and uttered a word in a deep voice, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and the engine roared.

The Hummer's tires rubbed against the ground violently, and then it was speeding on the uneven saline-alkali land like a mad bull. This bumpy road surface made it difficult for the three people sitting in the back row. If they hadn't held on to the seats tightly, they would have been knocked unconscious by the impact on their heads.

The other party noticed their attempt to escape, and let out a terrifying scream and roar, and then pounced on them from the dark night like mindless beasts.

However, Yuan Zhisheng, with a cigarette in his mouth and a cold look in his eyes, stomped hard as if he was going to crush the accelerator without paying any attention to the people blocking his way in front of him.

boom!

The bumper vibrated violently, and a Deadpool who was blocking the way was knocked out.

"cherry!"

Yuan Zhisheng's cold voice followed.

Almost at the same time, the girl sitting in the passenger seat took off her suit and shirt, revealing the mesh clothing underneath that was tight to her body and was filled with various metal blades.

Caesar looked at the girl boldly and asked in surprise, "Ninja?"

Ying ignored his presumptuous gaze and nimbly climbed out of the car window, lowered her body and pressed it against the roof, waving her hands continuously.

The thin metal blade tore through the air, making sharp sounds, and those who tried to catch up were hit by the deadly metal blade one after another, falling down with screams.

But attacks of this magnitude alone were clearly unstoppable, and these crazy 'beasts' could only delay for a moment at best.

The V8 engine under the hood of the Hummer let out a violent roar, and in an instant it rushed out of the saline-alkali land and came onto the highway, increasing its speed to the extreme on the smooth asphalt road.

Sakura on the roof remained as steady as a rock, her hands fluttering like butterflies, with silver lights flashing in the dark night, as if she was playing a piano piece.

Soon, those crazy Deadpools were gradually left out of sight.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Yuan Zhisheng raised the corners of his lips, feeling that he finally had the upper hand: "It seems that I won this bet."

"I am willing to admit defeat."

Caesar threw the cigar out of the car window and admitted defeat in a cool and straightforward manner.

Chu Zihang, who had been silent in the car, suddenly spoke up: "No, it's not that simple. Deadpool won't be thrown off so easily."

"These guys aren't Deadpool."

Yuan Zhisheng held the steering wheel, his eyes gloomy as water, and said lightly: "They are the fierce ghosts, a group of guys who should have died long ago."

"A group of fierce ghosts?"

Chu Zihang and Caesar looked puzzled.

"A bunch of lunatics."

Yuan Zhisheng seemed unwilling to dwell on this issue: "The Eight Snake Families have been trying to eradicate them for many years."

Chu Zihang and Caesar exchanged glances and vaguely felt that this so-called "fierce ghost group" seemed to have some connection with the dragon blood gene potion in this mission.

Just now, the bloodlines of those who ignited their golden eyes showed signs of instability, which was very similar to what happened in Brooklyn.

However, judging from Yuan Zhisheng's expression, he probably wouldn't tell them the truth, so the two of them could only suppress their curiosity.

At this time, Adam's eyes moved slightly, as if he had noticed something. He looked at the dark road ahead and said calmly, "Mr. Yuan Zhisheng, it seems that the 'fierce ghosts' you mentioned don't intend to let us go so easily."

The next moment, a person suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

He was wearing a costume from a Japanese drama, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind. He held a long sword in his right hand and looked at the galloping Hummer. A dazzling light burst out of his eyes, and his blazing golden pupils exuded an invisible majesty, surging like a tsunami.

Then, facing the roaring steel behemoth, the young man with feminine beauty lowered his body like a madman and put his hand on the hilt of the knife.

The violent friction between the blade and the scabbard produced dazzling sparks in the darkness.

The crimson long sword was unsheathed, making a sharp noise.

The young boy, as gentle as a woman, had his aura climbing to the peak. His powerful bloodline was running rampant in his body, so that hideous blue veins appeared on the back of his hand that was holding the hilt of the knife. The ultimate power erupted at the moment the steel behemoth approached, and even emitted a bright and clear light in the darkness.

"Jump out of the car!"

Caesar's pupils shrank slightly, he sensed the danger and shouted suddenly.

Then, Yuan Zhisheng and Ying jumped out of the car windows on both sides at the same time. However, Chu Zihang did not forget his teammates. He pulled Adam and kicked open the car door and jumped out.

Clang! ! !

The crimson blade tore through the atmosphere, and in an instant split the steel Hummer in half.

The remaining sword energy seemed to be real and plowed a visible groove on the hard asphalt road, extending nearly ten meters away.

The Hummer, which was split in half by a knife, slid on the road for dozens of meters, and then accompanied by a loud bang, a huge flame rose.

Several people rolled to the ground, looking miserable.

Caesar stood up from the ground and dusted himself off: "It looks like you should have lost this bet."

However, Yuan Zhisheng didn't have any thoughts at the moment. He just stared at the person, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His throat rolled with difficulty and he said in a hoarse voice: "Is it you, Yuan Zhinu?"

The young man with a feminine temperament tilted his head and smiled, saying softly: "No, you are wrong, I am Fengjian Liuli."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 284 Promotion Ceremony

Genjitsu. No, maybe he should be called Kazama Ruri.

Looking at the person in front of him who had the same face but was so unfamiliar, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"The person you know has long been dead." Feng Jianli's indifferent eyes seemed to be filled with endless anger, but her surface was very calm, as if she was narrating a very ordinary and simple thing: "And I came here for only one thing."

The person wearing gorgeous costumes, resembling a soft and beautiful woman, with blazing golden eyes, looked past the people in front, and finally landed on the person hiding at the back, who was like an invisible ghost and was not noticed: "My humble self is Fengjian Liuli, the 'Dragon King' of the fierce ghosts. On behalf of the 'King General', I would like to invite you to have a chat."

After these words were spoken, Chu Zihang and Caesar frowned instantly.

"Would you please have a chat?"

This sounds like an old acquaintance.

After looking at each other, Chu Zihang and Caesar quickly realized that the other party was not referring to them. Following Fengjian Liuli's gaze, they turned around and saw someone.

Adam Anglewid.

The two wondered why the other party was looking for him by name?

Yuan Zhisheng, who was standing aside, showed a confused look, and looked suspiciously at the man named 'Adam'.

"I'm sorry, I think you may have misunderstood..."

Adam seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening. He remained calm and pushed his glasses to say, "I don't know any 'king generals', let alone 'fierce ghosts'."

"that's not important."

Feng Jian Liuli's eyes were slightly cold, and she said calmly: "I am responsible for the execution. As for the reason...you can ask the 'Wang Jiang'."

"Who is the king?"

Caesar asked.

"The leader of the fierce ghosts." Yuan Zhisheng frowned. The current situation made him a little confused.

Among the three people sent by the Kassel College headquarters, he thought that only Chu Zihang and Caesar needed attention, and the other one, Adam Angelwide, according to the information, was just a guy with low blood purity and mediocre resume.

But now it seems... things are not that simple.

The demons far away in Japan not only knew the exact time and place of the Cassel headquarters' arrival in Japan, but even their leader 'Wang Jiang' sent someone to take this 'Adam Angelwide' away. What was going on?

Two people who had nothing in common and had no connection at all, inexplicably developed a connection in an extremely coincidental way.

Clang.

The clear sound of a sword being drawn was heard.

Then, Chu Zihang stepped forward and stood between Feng Jian Liuli and Adam, lowering his eyelids and saying calmly, "I promised to protect him, so I won't let you take him away."