Thinking of this, Hanyu Yuzuru raised his hand and grabbed his belt, pulled it gently, and the bow on the belt fell apart, and then fell off with his body, revealing a delicate and clear Miaoman body, deceiving the frost and snow, uneven, slender and plump, almost no place is not perfect, there is no place that is not tempting.

In the face of such a sexy stunner, it is no wonder that even Long Tatian, who is ranked 47th on the dark list, has to lose his mind, and the overlord is hard.

"Hmm, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yang was originally closing his eyes to recuperate, but suddenly felt two soft and warm things, which seemed to be swaying on his chest, and couldn't help but disturb his mind.

When you open your eyes, you will be greeted by a brilliant spring light, reflecting the faint lights, Hanyu Yuzuru sitting on a tatami mat, with a plain hair shawl and a light smile, like a winter plum blossom that you can pick.

Seeing such a picture, Rao is Zhang Yang was very determined, and he also felt a trace of dry mouth inexplicably.

"We Japanese women have a strong sense of family and are extremely loyal to their husbands. Hanyu Yuzuru pursed his red lips slightly, as if he was a little nervous, "Lord Zhang, are you willing to be a little woman's man?"

“... All right. ”

Zhang Yang thought about it rationally, but nodded in agreement.

Among them, deep in his heart, he doesn't love to be merciful everywhere, after all, he is already a land immortal, and the love and love in the world are actually not so important.

What really attracted Zhang Yang was Hanyu Yuzuru's sentence, as I said before, what Zhang Yang needed was percentage loyalty.

"Thank you. ”

Hanyu Yuzuru nodded very politely and thanked him, then bowed down in front of Zhang Yang, and gently raised his slender hands...

"Hmm, hmm..."

Zhang Yang couldn't help but widen his pupils.

......

At the end of the night, when the first rays of morning light fell on this mansion, the two of them left the gate of the mansion covered with snow and drove to the site of the Hongmen annual meeting.

Strictly speaking, the place where Hongmen's annual meeting is held is not in Kyushu Island, but on a small island located on the west coast of Kyushu Island, which was bought by Hongmen people at a high price in the 90s of the last century and named Hongdao as one of Hongmen's strongholds in East Asia.

Since the distance was a bit far, about a few hundred kilometers, the two of them set off early and followed the highway of Kyushu Island all the way west, passing through Saga Prefecture and arriving at the pier on the west coast to take a boat.

When the two came to the wharf, there were already hundreds of people gathered on the wharf, only a small number of them were Japanese travelers and fishermen, most of them were Hongmen disciples from all over the world, all dressed in black tunics, standing in a forest, menacing, and extraordinary.

“... Are these Hongmen people who have come to the annual meeting?"

Hanyu Yuzuru's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but look at Zhang Yang beside him.

I thought that a killing feast was about to be staged on this dock, but I didn't expect that Zhang Yang just glanced at it and said lightly: "Where is our ship?"

His target is the entire Hongmen, mainly high-level figures, and for these ordinary ants, he has no interest in killing people at all.

"In front. ”

Hanyu Yuzuru suppressed the doubts in his heart and led Zhang Yang to the dock.

Before leaving today, Hanyu Yuzuru did not wear his usual Japanese kimono, but changed into a white practice uniform that he had not worn for a long time, his hair was tied into a ponytail, and his feet were on clogs.

A superb beauty like her is the focus of attention wherever she goes, and on this small pier, it is naturally no exception.

"Wow, what a Japanese girl. ”

Countless Hongmen disciples, all of them widened their eyes, and glanced Hanyu up and down, as if they wanted to eat her alive.

Seeing that she came alone, there was only an ordinary young man behind her, and a bold Hongmen person stopped her and said with a smile: "Hey, little girl, are you also going to our Hongmen annual meeting?"

"Get out of here!" Hanyu shouted coldly.

Her drink frightened the man, and the others next to her laughed and coaxed, not only did not retreat, but surrounded him even more arrogantly.

'Shhhh

Hanyu Yuzuru's eyebrows were cold, Huo Ran drew his knife and slashed it, and instantly put the knife into the sheath, and the Hongmen man who stood closest had a smile on his face at that time.

'Poof!'

His head separated from his body, and two fountains of blood erupted from his neck, splashing everyone around him.

"Murdered!"

The crowd suddenly caused a sensation, and the Hongmen disciples on the entire dock all gathered at this time, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the two of them.

Zhang Yang frowned, and was about to raise his hand.

"My lord, please leave it to me. ”

Hanyu Yuzuru stood in front of Zhang Yang, his right hand lightly pressed on the hilt of the knife, and looked around, his sharp eyes scared no one to take a step forward.

But there are always some beings who are not afraid of death, and several warriors squeezed to the front, sneering while rubbing their fists, and rushed up at the same time.

'Shhhh

Hanyu Yuzuru raised and fell with his hand, and another sword was drawn, and the slash was completed in an instant.

The three of them are all well-established internal strength warriors, that is, ordinary guns, they are not afraid, but when faced with Hanyu Yuzuru's sword drawing, they have no time to react at all, and they go directly to Huangquan.

"I'll go! This woman is a kendo master!"

The crowd was shocked again, and they hurriedly retreated.

But where will Hanyu Yuzuru give them a chance to back off, draw his sword out of its sheath again, and brazenly smash into the crowd.

'Crackling'

With the sound of weapons colliding, many people took out the weapons they carried, and even guns, wanting to resist, but Hanyu Yuzuru is also a kendo master after all, and his cultivation is in the middle of the transformation of strength, especially the sword in his hand, which is the heirloom of the Hanyu family, Yue Mingshuang.

This moonlight cream is made of the finest jade, and its hardness is comparable to that of tungsten alloy, which can easily split knives and sticks and even bullets.

I saw Hanyu Yuzuru wielding a knife like rain, hunting in white, like harvesting wheat, killing the entire dock into a river of blood, in less than half a minute, hundreds of Hongmen disciples have been killed, fifty or sixty people, this person with a sword, hard cut out a bloody road to the dock.

After the killing, Hanyu Yuzuru's white clothes were inevitably stained with blood, and she wiped the blade with her sleeve, put it in the sheath, and said:

"Your Excellency, please come aboard. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Yang nodded slightly, walked through this bloody road with his hands, and stepped onto the deck of the cabin.

Half an hour later, the outline of an isolated island appeared on the shoreline.

The island doesn't look very large, only a few hundred square kilometers, and there is a pier on the coast where many boats are docked, and there are traces of people.

"Is this it?"

Zhang Yang stood at the bow of the boat and stared at it.

"Yes. ”

Hanyu nodded.

......

And at this time, on the beach of Hong Island.

There was a blonde man sitting on a beach chair, concentrating on assembling a barbecue grill and holding a few skewers of salmon in his hand, which smelled fishy, apparently freshly killed.

Despite the cool temperatures and the chilly sea breeze, he was wearing only a beachsuit and shorts, as if he were in the summer.

“... It's been a long time since I've been to Japan, so try fresh salmon..."

The man licked his lips and snapped his fingers with his left hand, which directly burst into flames, igniting the charcoal fire under the barbecue grill.

He was leisurely waiting for the grilled fish, when suddenly a man in strong clothes walked next to him, bowed his head and said:

"Lord Cage, we just got conclusive news from the Futian Police Department, Lord Angela of South America, died in Futian City yesterday afternoon..."

"What?" Cage frowned and said lightly, "Is it a mistake, in this Japanese country, who else can kill Angela's bastard? He, like me, is ranked on the dark list, can he die so easily?"

Seeing that the boss didn't believe it, the subordinate could only sigh, took out a stack of photos from his body, and said, "Lord Cage, this is a photo of the scene from the Futian Police Station, you can compare it." ”

Cage shook his head, took the stack of photos, glanced at them casually, shook his head and said, "Hehe, how is it possible"

The word 'can' still didn't come out of his mouth, and his whole pupils shrank.

In the photo, a corpse is lying on the road, neatly cut into two equal parts from the middle, the hands are gone, and all the internal organs, intestines, and blood are flowing all over the ground.

Faintly recognizable from the half of his face, the deceased was a tall, thin male, yellow-skinned, with distinctive Asian features.

In the lower left corner of the photo, there is also a line of small print, which is a mark from the Futian Police Station.

One of the CIA's most wanted officers, Angela Harris, an Asian American, head of the South American region of the Hongmen Society, died of unknown causes, and was suspected to have been dismembered by a sharp weapon.

"Sharps dismemberment... Split by a sharp weapon again... Who is so mad..."

Cage muttered, and suddenly, there seemed to be an electric light in his mind, and a name was about to come out:

“Mr.Zhang！”

"He's coming!"

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