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On this quiet night, no one noticed the inconspicuous street, they were all attracted by the golden light.

A girl with eight thick tails walks down the street like a machine.

She could smell the fresh asphalt coming from the concrete road.

The girl's gaze was somewhat hollow, like a puppet, set its route, and every step she took seemed to be accurately measured by a ruler.

That's it, keep moving forward, without a destination.

A small anomaly breaks the girl's rigid mode of action.

Her gray eyes were brighter, and she looked down at the beautiful pink and white kimono with cherry blossoms. There was a sharp scale on the body that grew rapidly, it was like a barb, and it easily cut through the fluttering clothes, the scales pierced the skin, and the blood came out, and then smeared the blood on the clothes.

The girl was stunned, she carefully took off her kimono and held it in her arms, naked and walking on the street with scattered street lights.

But in front of the birch trees was not a delicate and lovely maiden carcass, but a monster with hideous blue-gray scales—the eight snake tails grew thicker, each with a milky white triangle at the end, and they could cut steel into pieces with a wave.

The girl kept walking forward in the silent and uninhabited night, with no goal, no direction, she only felt the temperature slowly passing in her body. The aura of the person behind her gradually drifted away, and her heart cooled down a little.

There's nothing wrong with that, and most of what I've wanted to do all my life has been accomplished today. The maiden thought to herself that the holiday was over, and that she should go where she ought to be, as she had done before. This day of Sada Vuk is nothing but a dream, and when you wake up from the dream, you have to face reality, and that is an adult.

After walking forward for a while, the field of vision became brighter and brighter, and it turned out to be a neat row of white Lexus cars.

Their headlights are snow-white, fading the night completely.

The girl looked silently in front of her, about forty people in black suits, neatly arranged in two rows, bowing to her in the posture of courtiers greeting the monarch, their eyes solemn.

She knew that those who were qualified to drive a Lexus on such a formal occasion were all 'cadres'. Minions can only drive Nissan, and the slightly more powerful is the Toyota Crown.

The suits of the forty men in black have extremely gorgeous linings, such as the Rakshasa angry eyes, the eight-headed python, the naked woman's breasts, the green dragon... The patterns peeked out from the neckline, and just looking at them made them look like they weren't angry.

Among them, many black-clothed people came from Japan, and the Kamiyo family has a big snake group that is not weaker than the Yamaguchi group, and firmly controls the surrounding cities with Kanagawa Prefecture as the core, and each of the forty cadres is a ruthless person who is famous in Japan.

But now, like little brothers, they bow in awe to the maiden. Even if the girl was naked, they did not dare to have the slightest lustful thought.

These cadres feel that they are servants, and coming to the north to greet the girl will be a meaningful stroke in their underworld career.

For the appearance of the cadre, the girl did not change her expression, she just firmly clung to the clothes in her hand, and the eight snake tails rubbed between them, making a tooth-souring snort, like cutting an alloy door with a steel knife.

The scales on her body became rougher and more hideous, and climbed up the white neck, and the girl was in some pain at first, but at last she became numb and allowed them to rage.

And so, gradually, a terrifying majesty rose from within her, and those gray eyes began to glow with golden light, and a vertical pupil like a snake replaced the round pupil that belonged to a human.

At that moment, the cadres lowered their heads, and their eyes only dared to stare at their feet.

Everyone felt that a yin wind was blowing by, and even though these cadres had seen a lot of blood, they were still scared and had goosebumps.

There are vertical pupils, which are not open for gray, and open for gold;

Like a wild snake swimming in a dragon, and like a lofty mountain;

Eight tails are pillars, roaring and shaking mountains and rivers, swallowing the sun with their heads held high!

All the cadres were awe-inspiring. This is a sentence in the secret file of the Great Snake Group, which comes from the records of the ancestors of the Great Snake of Yaqi.

It was a solemn and silent greeting.

The cadres of the big snake group do not bow and bend down like the little brother and shout 'good big brother', and now the underworld has also changed, they wear suits and hide their gorgeous tattoos, go to work in the company like successful salesmen, and only pick up knives when their interests are threatened.

Therefore, when the cadres greet the real high-ranking people, they are always quiet, just like those silent birch trees.

When the girl came to the end, she looked up at the night sky, and her golden vertical pupils seemed to have crossed the black and oppressive snow clouds.

Buzz Buzz –

The sound of helicopter rotors turning. In an instant, a bright searchlight tore through the night like a sharp sword, and the light struck the girl, and her eight snake tails cast a high-spirited afterimage on the ground, and they danced like a wild dragon.

It was a Japanese latest model, the Black Hawk 00 armed transport aircraft, covered with 20 cm thick alloy steel plates, loaded with triple Blackbird 3 missiles, in addition to a variety of heavy firepower, the Black Hawk 00 firepower poured, which can destroy a 20-story building in an instant.

The helicopter pilot is a veteran, and he landed vertically from an altitude of more than 3,000 meters with an accuracy of five or six centimeters, an operation that can be ranked in the top three in world-class competitions.

When the helicopter was only 50 meters above the ground, the cabin swung open, and several figures flashed down.

They appeared silently in front of the girl like ghosts.

The helicopter did not lower the rope ladder, they seemed to jump directly from a high place, but the snow on the ground did not sink in the slightest, or make a huge vibration, these people were like hot air balloons, lightning fast, and smooth landing.

It was a full ten ninjas wearing white fox masks, all of them wearing black around their waists, representing the highest level of thick masculine ropes, and their eyes were cold, like machines.

At the front of the White Fox Ninja is a man of about thirty years old.

Although he is Japanese, he is not short, about 1.75 meters, wearing a long yellow-brown trench coat and a Japanese-style kendo ponytail.

The corners of the man's mouth were cold, and on the belt under the windbreaker, a black-sheathed sword hung diagonally.

He has an extremely high status, and those white fox ninjas obviously have him at the head.

When the man appeared, the forty cadres bowed even more, their heads almost to the knees.

"Miss, welcome back. The man said softly in Japanese.

It was as if the first shot had been fired at the welcoming ceremony, and the ten white fox ninjas also lowered their proud heads, their voices mixed with the forty cadres, neat and oppressive, shaking off the snow from the trees.

"Miss, welcome back!"

In this warm welcoming ceremony, the girl still had no expression on her face, and she looked indifferently at the man in the trench coat with bright golden vertical pupils.

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