For the people of country Z who are still courteous, the visit is often mutual.

Kyushu Island is in peak tourist season. From hot springs and volcanoes to shopping in Fukuoka, to Nagasaki Huis Ten Bosch and Kitakyushu Space Land, visitors from all over the world will find something for everyone.

When the limousine bus stopped in front of the headquarters building, Rika Oshima, who was sitting at the front desk, saw a lot of tourists coming down through the turnstiles. All of them were strong men, carrying long travel bags in their hands, and their eyes were clear in anticipation.

Rika Oshima had never seen a tour group that regarded this area as a tourist attraction, so she couldn't help but be curious. Seeing that the male guide holding the small flag looked left and right for a while, and walked straight towards the building, she subconsciously sat up straight and tidied up her clothes.

Maybe you're here to ask for directions, right?

Rika Oshima smiled silently, as a native of Kyushu, there was always a sense of pride, and she had always been happy to help those who came from outside. A twenty-two-year-old girl is exactly the age of a flower, her life is full of sunshine and everything that is good enough, and the same is true of the world in her eyes.

The male tour guide was not good-looking, and he looked very reserved when he walked through the revolving door, perhaps because several security guards were watching him, and he walked cautiously at every step.

"Is this Kyushu Co., Ltd., please?" The male guide cleared his throat and came to the front desk to ask.

"Yes, sir, how can I help you?" Rika Oshima was stunned by this strange enough question.

There is only one Kyushu company on Kyushu Island and in the whole country, which is a well-known thing. Rika Oshima's surprise is that the other party doesn't seem to be here to ask for directions, but has another purpose.

"Oh." The male guide smiled shyly, revealing two gold teeth, "There is indeed something I need your help with." ”

The smile reminded Rika Oshima of the African hyena of Discovery Channel, with the only difference being that there was no blood on his lips and no brown or black fur on his body.

Under the girl's jaw-dropping gaze, the male guide pulled out a Browning pistol from behind his waist, nodded at several security guards who were still watching in this direction, and then set the fire on fire.

The gun with the silencer, the fallen human body, the black blood - the images that I had only seen in the movies suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and Rika Oshima even forgot to scream, and her entire consciousness was torn apart by the great horror that suddenly struck.

The flow of people in the hall on the ground floor was chaotic, but the door had been sealed from the outside. Colonel Gold Tooth seemed to have not heard it, his eyes fell on the front desk lady, and muttered: "It's a pity ......"

Rika Oshima only saw a faint flash of fire in the muzzle of the gun pointed at her, and the bullet had pierced through the forehead to the back of the head, and the blood arrows sprayed out had smeared hideous patterns on the white wall.

Dozens of "tourists" who got out of the car rushed into the building, pulling out micro-punches from their travel bags, and several of them began to plant explosives by the load-bearing walls.

Colonel Gold Tooth entered the elevator alone and whistled down on the highest floor. The piano song "Carmen" was playing in the elevator, and he looked left and right in the mirror, brushed his hair, raised his hand slightly nervously, and waved it along with the melody flying in the small space.

After the elevator doors opened in front of his eyes, Colonel Goldtooth opened his eyes and saw several ol's eyes staring at him in the aisle with incredulous faces.

"It's rude, where is the president's office?" Colonel Goldtooth bowed slightly.

He was dressed like a Hokkaido peasant, and he was still firmly holding the small flag of the tour guide in his hand, coupled with the two big gold teeth that were grinning and exposed, how weird and weird the shape was.

"Mr. President has gone abroad." A girl with glasses timidly pointed to the left, wondering how he had been let out by the security guards downstairs.

"I know." Colonel Goldtooth pulled out Browning and shot her in the head.

A few minutes later, he kicked the office door open. There was no one alive outside, and Colonel Goldtooth glanced at the shivering men and women in the room, replaced it with a seventh magazine, and smirked before pulling the trigger.

"People are most afraid of standing on the wrong side in this life, and I think you have no chance to remedy it." He said slowly.

Colonel Goldtooth's solo journey almost ran out of ammunition and appeared satisfied as he descended the stairs. The entourage had already cleaned all the floors and were waiting for him on the ground floor.

For the collaborators who had come all the way from Moriah, Colonel Golden Tooth did not dare to slack off, and gestured to the leader to signal that the work was over. Two sturdy men in security uniforms were wandering outside the door, and they followed the bus without hurry until the main force was all withdrawn.

By the time the siren loomed, the bus had already driven three blocks. The Moriah pressed the remote ignition device, and the loud explosion shook half of Kyushu Island, and the corpse-strewn skyscraper tilted sideways as if it had been cut off by a giant axe, crashing into another tall building and completely collapsing.

Smoke billowed high in the air, fires rose, and the apocalyptic situation made Colonel Golden Tooth feel very refreshed, and the adrenaline rush almost rose to the extreme.

"Hey, after so many years as a soldier, it's not as enjoyable as it is today! By the way, how do we get out? He asked casually.

"Take the waterway." The lifeless fellows, unlike the men brought by the Golden Retriever Colonel, were always silent, and the leader who replied didn't even look at him, a poker face.

Colonel Golden Tooth had long been accustomed to the other party's cold demeanor, rubbed his hands and smiled: "That's it, plus the Kyushu delegation from Moria's side, let's evaporate together." Which organization do you want to make a statement in the name of this incident and take responsibility for this incident? I have a bit of a friendship with several forces in East Asia, so it should be easy to cooperate with acting. Fuck, you generals used to be my head horse no matter what they said, and even though I wasn't invited by Goroseem, it's not a problem to be a rear support......"

Seeing that everyone's faces were not good, he immediately came to his senses and coughed dryly, "Of course, he has to be my savior now." My whole family is counting on winning this boxing match, damn the R people have a lot of money? Come out at this time to muddy the waters. I just want to bet with the galaxy, and I have a fart without the dealer! ”

Colonel Goldtooth's wise change of words softened the faces of those Moriahs a lot, and the leader actually patted him on the shoulder like never before, "It doesn't matter if there is a galaxy or not, today's action will only allow you to win more." ”

"Really?!" Colonel Gold Tooth came to the momentum, and after listening to the man's light explanation, he slapped his thigh violently, "Yes, why didn't I think of it!" ”

He was excited, looked back at the half of the sky shrouded in smoke, and suddenly sighed a little: "Do you think this world is wonderful?" Chen is just a person, and now because of him, the war has burned to the mainland of country R. At this time, there are probably a lot of guys who are busy with him like us! ”

"It's too much to think about." The leader of Moriah showed a hideous expression, "The general will win." ”

Gumeng, Wuerqin Banner Grassland.

Two convoys from different directions have been arriving in the Harlan Sea for a long time. This is a beautiful freshwater lake area, "Halan" in the ancient Mongolian language is "the pearl of the grassland", but today because of the arrival of these uninvited guests, and through the slaughter.

The two lead cars at the front of the convoy were less than ten meters apart, and the young drivers glared at each other with cold eyes. The 23rd Bureau and the Second Department of the General Staff have joined forces for the first time, and even if it comes to the capital, I am afraid that few people will believe it. The two sides have been old enemies for many years, the service objects are different, and the backers are also different.

After the two old guys got out of the car, the special service members in their respective teams couldn't cry or laugh, and they felt that the unpredictable things in the world were the truth. Luo Si was still dressed in a straw hat and cloth, while Mo Wentian was wearing a pair of newly matched gold-wire glasses vividly, which was full of beastliness. The two of them got together and put their shoulders together, discussed things, and it didn't take long for them to order the operation team to inspect their weapons and set up firing points.

The 23rd Bureau and the Second Department of the General Staff designated two old men to lead the team this time, and the other team members naturally did not dare to say much, so they selected guns and weapons in the carriage and set up an ambush nearby.

The strange movement was almost inaudible at first, but soon became clear, and it didn't take long for it to be described as furious. The members of the special service team looked at each other, listened to the rolling thunder getting closer and closer, and finally rushed to the high ground at the other end of the hilly belt.

The first thing that caught my eye was a tall horse, with black hair shining and smooth, and its long mane flying like fire. As the knight pulled the reins slightly, it suddenly stood up and neighed violently. The knight was a shirtless alien man with a large bow behind him, his bronze flesh glowing metallicly in the sunlight.

He saw Luo Si wearing a straw hat from a distance, and immediately let out an angry roar, and the horsewhip in his hand was flicked and exploded. The rolling thunder reached its highest point, and hundreds of angry horses rushed through the hills like a tidal wave, rushing in this direction. Among the murderous alien knights, there were even female surnames, also carrying bows and arrows, and many of them were already ready to shoot in the gallop.

This strange scene like an ancient battlefield made the special service team members look at each other, and it was not until Luo Si made a gesture for the second time that he remembered to fire. The volley of heavy firearms plowed a deep mark in the grassland, and the horses neighed in unison, but in the dust, a horse rushed out like lightning, and it was the alien man who wielded the whip.

He completely ignored the rows of muzzles, took off his longbow with his backhand, and shot three arrows at Luo Si in a row, the boiling anger in his eyes could not even be concealed by Lie Yue.

Luo Si lightly avoided the arrow attack, his right hand was strangely tightened, and the iron corpse had swept out of the car, throwing the alien man off his horse. The man drew his sword in his hand and slashed several times, but he saw sparks splashing on the iron corpse, and his eyes couldn't help but crack.

"Where is the Tengu Heart Sutra? If you don't hand it over, I'll put your tribe at bay!" Luo Si walked over and said coldly.

"The surname is Luo, you killed so many of our clansmen back then, what are you thinking now? To tell you the truth, someone has already snatched the Heart Sutra, and you are too late! The alien man laughed miserably.

Luo Si, who had never been as immobile as a mountain, changed his face immediately, and looked at Mo Wentian on the side, and he actually trembled.

Mo Wentian knew that the surname of the Gaoyue clan was simple, and there was no lie or deception, and his brows were suddenly deep, "People are not as good as heaven, and now they can only rely on that kid himself." ”

(To be continued)