Sakurai opened the door of the Japanese room, and inside a man with light makeup and looking at the moonlight meditating sat quietly by the windowsill, his eyes closed and quiet, a painting that was between an artistic painting and a fox spirit practicing in the middle of the moon - it is indeed strange to use a fox spirit to describe a man, but it is particularly appropriate to use it on this man's body, and the three colors seem to be stolen from those beautiful women, making anyone look three points in front of him.

"It's over, the king is dead, and the boy and his accomplices have fled." Sakurai walked up behind the man and sat down to rub his shoulder.

"Is the king going to die?" The man's tone was very flat, and there was no panic at all about his own generals being beheaded in battle.

When there was a bloody murder and a killing carnival in the hall of the Paradise Pavilion, it was hard to imagine that there was anyone who could watch the scenery from the attic so calmly, and he did not intervene until the tragedy ended, but quietly watched the Grim Reaper come and go.

"Dead, decapitated, rib viscera completely shattered, without any chance of survival." Sakurai Kotwi answered the man's question.

The man opened his eyes and looked out the window at the moonlit mountains of Osaka, and when the riots caused by human violence had disappeared, the silence of the mountains and forests had once again begun under the moonfrost, and the bronze gate on the ground floor was dripping with blood, and the blood flowed into the stream under the stone bridge and stained a pool of clear water.

Seeing that the man didn't react, Sakurai paused: "... The king is not dead? ”

"You think the king is going to die because you don't know him well enough."

"So what do we do next? The only dead soldiers in the organization have all fallen tonight, and I'm afraid there will be some commotion in the organization in the near future. Sakurai whispered as she kneading the man's shoulder.

"Just do what you normally do, absorb money steadily, bribe high-level politicians, develop downlines, and find some trouble for the Snake Eight Family to run around and work - do you have anything to be nostalgic for here?" The man closed his eyes slightly, and relaxed in the miraculous massage.

"Do you mean the Elysium or the Demons?" Sakurai Twilight was stunned for a moment.

"Nature is here and now." The man opened his eyes and looked at the cherry blossom trees with crooked necks on the edge of the Ishibashi stream.

Sakurai shook her head calmly, "The place where adults go is the place where I am nostalgic." ”

The man did not speak, and there was no smile or satisfaction on his face at this reply, which was between a show of love and a gesture of sincerity.

After a while, he nodded: "It's a pity, burn it, since the boy escaped alive, the eagle dog of the Ben family should be coming soon." ”

"I've already arranged this in advance." Sakurai Twilight looked out the window into the mountains and forests.

Snow-white headlights appeared on the mountain road in the distance, and it was a convoy, led by a heavy truck, driving hard through the dirt road, and the target was the Elysium where they were.

"The follow-up troops of the organization have arrived, and the remaining two billion cash and a large amount of gold in the treasury will all be transferred within half an hour, and the Elysium will be burned down by a fire, and there will be no information left for the Eight Snake Families."

"Burn it clean, the 'evolution potion' in those corpses is not yet mature, and it still needs an expert to further control the amount and degree, I just know that there is such a person geneticist who can help us, and we can't let the snake Qi Eight family know that we produce these things before the potion is mature, otherwise their nerves will be stimulated, so that they will do something that is not very friendly to both parties." The man said lightly.

"My lord, my subordinates are a little confused, the signs of dragon transformation that appeared on the boy in the hall downstairs before..."

"It's not the 'Evolution Elixir', it's entirely up to him to be able to do this step because of his potential." Rarely, when the boy was mentioned, and it was naturally Lin Nian, the man had a faint smile on his face, which made Sakurai's head a little deeper.

"Actually, Wang Jiang has thought of it a long time ago." The man's gaze fell on the picture next to the vase on the low table next to him, and he stared at the smiling boy in the hospital lobby: "Someone like him... All you need to do is push it to reveal its truest appearance. ”

"Need a lot of attention?"

"Nope." The man shook his head: "For this person, the king will have another arrangement - the funds in the vault of the Paradise Pavilion do not need to be transferred to the temporary base, and then this money will be of more important use, and you will need to go on a trip in person." ”

He pulled out a phone from his arms and gently pushed it onto the table, Sakurai glanced at it, and his face couldn't help but show surprise.

She recognized the black website on her phone, a platform for outlaws and stalkers in the dark zone to party, and a red post on a forum called the 'Hunter Site', which was a wanted warrant and a bounty list.

On the first floor of the post, a photo of tonight's protagonist, the child named Lin Nian, is posted on it, with a dizzying string of numbers written underneath:

20，0000，0000_JPY

"Ten minutes ago, the king publicly offered him a bounty for all the 'hunters' in the world, and a bounty of two billion yen bought the boy's life." The man smiled lightly: "It's probably because he's dizzy, even if he himself isn't here, but the loss of two stand-ins in one night is probably a pain in the bones for him." ”

"The two billion in the Pavilion of Paradise is the start-up capital for another recent project." Sakurai whispered.

"Then stop the other projects and shift the focus to the goal of our Lord Wang." There was no respect or admiration in the man's tone, only endless malice and ridicule: "What could be more important than helping our leader to regain face?" A man who has lost face can't take care of his huge inside. ”

"Won't the family pay too much attention to us?"

"Where." The man said, "In this case, they will probably take care of themselves." ”

Sakurai didn't say anything more, and without saying a word, she looked at the post on the hunter forum on her phone, thinking about what might happen in Tokyo in the next few days—she couldn't think of anything other than chaos.

Ten minutes ago, this red post still had zero reply, but ten minutes later, it has now been pushed to the top, and even the moderators of the hunter website have noticed the anomaly of the traffic spike and found this post and personally ended up marking it in red.

A 0.5% cut will be given to each post on the Hunter website, and the 2 billion yen list means that the Hunter website can earn a full 10 million yen from this post alone, but only if someone can successfully complete the task for fund convection.

So this post has received unprecedented attention in a short period of time, so hot that it almost burned through the heat of the entire hunter website, attracting hunters lurking in various countries around the world to this post, and the traffic surge also rarely caused the website to freeze, and thousands of unknown people focused on the face of this young boy and silently remembered this face.

Those people are hyenas, they are all jackals, and now Wang will put a sufficient amount of 'meat' here, announcing that hunters from all over the world come to hunt, and the word Tokyo will become a hot search on hunter websites in the short term, and Lin Nian's personal information will also go viral on the dark web.

"In the future, the plane ticket to Tokyo, Japan, will probably increase slightly." The man said, "The city has been quiet for too long, and it's time for it to come alive." ”

A hunting feast is coming.