In the midst of the torrential rain, countless vehicles shuttled through the city, converging into countless traffic flows, illuminating the entire city, running through the entire city, reflecting the long river that quietly flows around the whole world.

And in the midst of this traffic, in the midst of this glittering world, in a small corner of the city, a quaint and magnificent classical building is built on a mountainside in the west of the city. In the past, the house had no owner, but today, in the midst of a torrential downpour, a black car appeared in front of the building.

After a series of squeaks, the car had just stopped in front of the house. After the car door opened, the black umbrella silently cut through the rain curtain constructed on the rainy night like a quiet night, slowly opening a small space for the people under the umbrella, so that the people under the umbrella could have a resting place in this storm.

The majestic middle-aged man now has all the majesty erased from his face, but has a tenderness that is difficult to dissolve. This old man has also served the third master of the Guo family in the Guo family for I don't know how many years, and he is also the old man of the Guo family, and this old man can be said to have watched his young lady from babbling to faltering little by little, from faltering to sonorous, but she is still a little playful little girl, who has grown up from a little girl and has become a national lady who is now full of heroic and intellectual atmosphere. And now, perhaps in the near future, the old man will look at the little guy in front of him and throw himself into the arms of a man who has now appeared in front of him.

Wukong opened the umbrella specially prepared for himself, and held his sleeping fiancée in his arms, obviously in the rain, obviously on the muddy land where normal people walk on the rain-soaked earth will leave a series of footprints, Wukong hugged his fiancée, and after confirming that he would not let his fiancée be attacked by a trace of wind and rain, Wukong held the umbrella, and under the guidance of Uncle Li, quietly walked into the house that had not welcomed his master for a long time.

And just outside the Guo family's mansion, in a dense jungle, in a small camp, a soldier saw the scene in front of him through the rain curtain, and picked up the walkie-talkie next to him.

"Head, the subject has entered the room, report complete." After reporting the matter to his superiors, the man took back all the equipment around him under the erosion of the torrential rain in just an hour, and quietly disappeared into the jungle, just like he had come before, without a sound.

However, as a place for his report, those people are not so calm.

After the pig-faced man pressed down the walkie-talkie in front of him, he glanced at the people around him who were a little noisy, and looked at the various appearances of those guys now. Or sit calmly in their chairs, fold their hands, and quietly wait for this meeting to pass, as if in the eyes of these people, this meeting is not necessary, and even for the people they provoke, they do not care. They just sat quietly in their chairs, mockingly looking at the somewhat panicked people in front of them.

And these people are only a very few, more people are starting to discuss, of course, even in this place, they are communicating in the form of a small team, these guys are beginning to be anxious, because in their eyes, although the Sea King is already a bit rotten, but it is also a rare existence in the whole of China, each of them has the power to surpass the general underworld group, and it can even be said that any random person is a hundred, and the peak of these Sea Kings is Guo Haihuang, This man who has lived for one hundred and twenty years, this man who has integrated himself with martial arts, and what they did before was to attack and kill Guo Haihuang's favorite granddaughter, not to mention that in this assassination, there was also a sea king.

Of course, there are also some people who speak in English and Japanese, and these people are also excluded from small groups on this occasion, so in desperation, they also gather into two small groups and communicate. However, they didn't dare to reveal their identities at all, because they knew that on this occasion, if they revealed their identities, they would inevitably be tied up by these people in front of them and sent to the Sea King, who would be disposed of by the Sea King, and at that time, they would not know whether they were alive or dead. While testing each other's identities, they also have to swallow each other's vicious words, digest them, and transfer them to another person.

And just as the voices of these guys were getting louder and louder, the man with the pig-faced man in front of him let out a dull, but somewhat shrill roar because of the mask he was wearing, and in an instant suppressed all the noise of the scene.

"You're messing with yourselves right now. Do you know what we stand for? We represent the best interests of this city, we are the masters of this city, and a little girl scares you! The man slammed his hand on the conference table, and a crack began to spread out of the man's hand.

"We are the masters of this city, so is it wrong for us to take back what is supposed to belong to us from the hands of a foreign girl?" The man looked at his surroundings, which had quieted down, and narrowed his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we can say that she is the master of all walks of life in this city, as long as we move our little fingers in this place, that little guy must hand over what she has, and I believe that there should be someone here who can shut them up." The man looked around, "Then, everyone, don't be afraid, do whatever you want, we will help you suppress that Sea King, all you need to do is pry open that little girl's mouth and let her tell us what she knows, and we will get great benefits from it." ”

The middle-aged man's roar suddenly suppressed the chatter of everyone around him, and under the gaze of the middle-aged pig-faced man, these people slowly retreated into the darkness, as for what these people should do and do, these people did not show it from under their masks.