On the western outskirts of Chiba Castle, there is an old manor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn weekdays, the gate of the manor is locked, and it is rare for anyone to enter and leave except for an old man who guards the yard.

In the early morning of this day, the gate of the manor suddenly opened, and ten men in black suits stood in two rows at the gate with their hands behind their backs, with solemn expressions. The people who lived near the manor were obviously surprised by the change, and looked at it from afar.

"Isn't that the old man guarding the courtyard? what is he wearing?" exclaimed, someone suddenly covered his mouth.

The onlookers heard the cry and couldn't help but follow his gaze, and then they also fell into petrification. The old man who usually guards the courtyard is walking from the manor towards the gate. Today, instead of wearing the patched coarse cloth clothes, he changed into an extremely rare ice silk dress.

The fabric used in this ice silk costume is woven from ice silk produced in the area near the glacier in the western part of Xuanyuan Kingdom, which is very comfortable to wear on the body in winter and cool in summer, and is very popular with the magnates of the Sunset Empire.

However, the production of this silk is very small, and the price is prohibitively expensive, and it is often priceless. Especially in the past 100 years, due to the environmental degradation caused by the melting of glaciers in the western part of Xuanyuan Kingdom, the ice silkworm has almost disappeared, and the price of ice silk costumes has risen all the way, becoming the favorite collection of many ancient families in the Sunset Empire.

In a certain sense, for a sunset family, the ice silk costume today not only represents wealth, but also represents the heritage and strength of a family.

An old man who guards the yard and cleans is dressed like this, how good the owner of this manor must be!

"Am I mistaken?" someone rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

"The owner of this broken garden has gone to heaven!" someone looked at the dilapidated manor with emotion.

"I don't know if they recruit workers? This kind of treatment, not to mention cleaning the yard, even cleaning the toilet, I am willing to do it!"

The old man walked to the door, and the two rows of big men saluted respectfully, and an exclamation sounded in the distance. Nima, where is this old man the janitor, it turns out to be a reclusive big man!

Glancing around, the old man frowned slightly when he saw the crowd watching from afar.

The ten big men sensed his displeasure, and invariably lifted the corners of their clothes, revealing the barrels of their guns that shimmered with cold light.

The crowd dispersed in silence like frightened birds. In the face of a group of big men who openly showed their weapons, no one would be stupid enough to run to the police. It's an open secret that the Sunset Police are inextricably linked to the dark forces, and calling the police is sometimes tantamount to asking for death.

Soon after the crowd dispersed, luxury cars sped down the far Ring Expressway and came quickly towards the manor.

When the cars drove up to the gate of the manor, they would stop in front of the old man and hand out an invitation. The old man carefully inspected it before he gave the order to let him go.

In front of the fountain square in the center of the manor, all kinds of luxury cars were quickly parked. The owners of the luxury cars got out of the car and walked towards an old building at the back of the square. The outer walls of that building were covered with thick vines, like the mottled wrinkles carved by the years on the old man's face, hiding its original face, leaving only the merciless emotion of the years.

At 10 a.m., the gates of the estate were closed again. The men in black were still guarding the door, and the old man returned to the manor, walked into the old building, and then turned around and closed the door.

On the first floor of the building, there is a circular auditorium. On the wall in the center of the auditorium, a blood-colored round giant shield hangs, and in the center of the shield is a golden python. The python swallowed its long blood-red tongue, and its eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty glow. Surrounded by blood light, it looks like a living creature, and it is extremely strange.

On the rostrum in the center of the auditorium, a woman with a golden mask sits in the center, and three men sit on the left and right, all with black metal masks on their faces. Under the gaze of seven cold eyes, the dozens of men and women sitting in the audience were silent, and they didn't even dare to let out too loud.

"Onizuka. The girl in the center opened her lips slightly, and the man sitting next to her stood up.

The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped to freezing. Today's gathering was unexpected, and many people were nervous, and their intuition told them that something big might happen in the organization, and the new president might need everyone to work together to get through the difficulties.

However, the facts are too far from their estimates.

The fact that the new president was the first to speak was definitely not good news for many people, especially those who stood in the way of her taking over from her father.

"Shunichi Asada is dead, and someone has to be responsible. "The onizuka spoke, and the stone broke through the earth.

Shunichi Asada is dead? How is this possible? He is the most outstanding leader and future heir of the younger generation of the Asada family!

How could the Asada family, which has extraordinary strength, not even be able to protect its own heir? If he dies, who can calm and how can he calm the anger of the Asada family?

Many eyes quietly turned to the door of the hall. Asada stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes gloomy as water, and his face was murderous. This is the Manor of the Asada family, and the gatekeeper is the contemporary head of the family, and many people instantly realize in their hearts: the dead can calm the anger of the Asada family, and the way is bloody killing.

"The six people involved including Nobu Nakamura and Ichiro Maehara have been given disciplinary warnings by the Dharma Hall. The others, do you need me to do it myself?" Onizuka's gaze swept over the crowd and asked coldly.

"I'm guilty!" his voice landed, and a middle-aged man smiled miserably, biting a tooth in his mouth. His body twitched a few times in the soft chair, foaming at the mouth, and his face instantly turned pitch black.

"I'm guilty!"

"I'm guilty!"

…… The voices came and went, and within a few breaths, seven people committed suicide by poisoning.

Onizuka looked at the deceased one by one expressionlessly, and finally his gaze fell on a slightly chubby old man.

"I'm not guilty. I just wanted to find what they were looking for. I believe that this thing will give the organization unprecedented strength, so as to realize the lofty ideals of the organization when it was founded!" the old man Huo Di got up, looked at the seven people on the stage, and said with an excited expression.

"That thing, alarmed the Inkman. The girl with the golden mask looked at him and sighed, "So you should die!"

Her words landed, and with a slight wave of her hand, several clouds of smoke suddenly rose from the old man's side, and several snow-bright short knives stabbed out of the smoke.

"I'm not convinced!" the short knife entered the body, and the old man glared angrily, staring at the girl.

"For the sake of a century-old plan, the organization cannot be the enemy of the Mo for the time being. Let it fight with the old cat, and we'll just wait for the final result!" said the girl, not looking at him.

The old man finally fell, and everyone felt sorry for him. The president's own uncle died like this, and the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of the new president were far beyond their imagination.

"In darkness, I dedicate my soul to the noblest cause of the Empire, and am willing to sacrifice everything for it. The black moon will rise, and in the light of the setting sun, on that day, all the kings will be remembered by history. The girl's voice echoed through the hall, with some magical power, and it was seared deep into everyone's hearts.

"The power of all the deceased in this incident was taken over by the Asada family. Organize all lines to cut off all ties with Southeast Asia from now on, and no one is allowed to carry out any actions in the territory of Xuanyuan without the consent of the president!" Onizuka said in a deep voice.

"Shunichi's revenge, I must avenge it!" Asada Taka's sad voice suddenly sounded.

Onizuka frowned and turned his gaze to the president.

After a long silence, she finally nodded. The Asada family is her arm, and she can't exert her due strength until she heals her injuries.

"According to the intelligence, Junichi died at the hands of a man named Qin Tian. Just kill him, don't make a big deal out of it!" she looked at Asada Taka and solemnly admonished.