The "veteran" and Ezuka were finally taken away by Goto Yoshi.

Okuhei Rongzo also couldn't get out, he was sitting in the car at this time, and then Fujiyi and his party went to the passenger terminal. Except for riding in his own car, he seems to be no different from a "veteran" in nature.

"President, I'm sorry......" Okohira finally dialed the phone, he was ready to take on Matsudaira Yoshio's wrath.

Okuping Rongsan believes that this is the correct judgment. When it comes to the current background of Hanjo, his forcible appearance at such a time will only bring ruin - both for him personally and for the Osawa Order.

"According to Goto's statement, the Soul Order is an illegal order that has been characterized, and the 'veteran' is an important connector of the Soul Sect in Hancheng, and recently the 'veteran' and Ezuka have formed economic contacts and cooperated to acquire shares in the processing plant...... He believes that we are obviously negotiating the acquisition with the 'veteran' on the premise that there is obviously a more profitable way, and there is a suspicion of benefit transfer.

"And there is also the participation of the so-called 'high-level of the Blood Flame Sect', and the Blood Flame Sect is more suspicious in the assassination incident involving the Soul Sect in Xia City, and it may also collude with the Soul Order.

"So he asked us to confront Mr. Mo and the others of the Blood Flame Sect, and even go to the location of a suspected Soul Cult stronghold on the lake to explore the scene."

Strangely, Matsudaira Yoshio did not get angry, and with his incredible calmness, he faced the troubles faced by the processing plant, as well as what happened to Ezuka, who was suspected of being his best friend. Simply sounding, he seems to be more interested in Goto: "Really? It seems that the clues are complete, and even if the reasoning is very arbitrary, the closed loop has basically been realized. He's finally found another opportunity to overeat......"

"What does the president mean?"

"He's coming for us...... While performing tasks, fill your stomach by the way. ”

Matsudaira Yoshio was so calm that he seemed to be talking about other people's affairs: "Since you want to be a vicious dog, you will be hungry; If you want to be a knife, you must always polish it in battle, so that the mouth is deep and the knife is ruthless...... He is so hungry now that he can't afford to support his skeleton if he doesn't look for food? ”

Okuhira Rongzo can probably understand what Matsudaira Yoshio means, but compared to Goto Yoshio's usual means and behavior, except for the appearance of a "junkie", it can't be associated with "hunger" and "grinding".

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Ao Ping Rongsan said the biggest worry in his heart: "In this way, today's matter, the possibility of turning a big thing into a small one does not exist?" ”

"Unless he can find fatter flesh and bones."

Okuhira Rongsan's heart sank, and he almost understood Matsudaira Yoshio's inference.

The current Osawa Order, due to the escape of the main priest, is already a toothless tiger, but they still have a considerable industry in Hancheng...... They are not flesh and bones, who are?

Things are embarrassing, if the Amaterasu Sect continues to advance according to the plan that was not carried out that day, it may still have a reputation for "foresight". But as time passed, the Amaterasu Sect seemed to have completely forgotten their big plans, and their situation in Hancheng became more and more embarrassing.

During this time, more than one new and old force has shown malicious intent towards them, and Goto Yoshishi is only the most threatening and evil one of them-it is not impossible to swallow the main industry of the Osawa Sect in one fell swoop by taking advantage of the Amaterasu Sect's troubles.

At present, they have unknowingly walked to the edge of the cliff.

Ao Ping Rongsan took a deep breath: "President, how should we deal with it?" ”

"From a pragmatic point of view, the Order has little chance of being in Hancheng."

At this time, Matsudaira Yoshio's tone was still calm, almost like a purely objective analyst: "The foundation of the Order is scattered, revealing a vacancy, and there is no reason for others to keep their hands, as far as I am concerned, I will do it." ”

“……”

"As far as Goto is concerned, there are still some variables. Because even if it is a vicious dog, before gnawing meat and bones, it must always listen to the words of the master and bare his teeth...... Maybe you're going to get a kick? ”

"Huh?"

Ao Pingrong was stunned, and the speed of the car slowed down, and the convoy pulled out by Goto Yoshito had already successively gotten off the high-speed magnetic track, entered the passenger terminal of the Pingmao Market, and then stopped.

Unable to communicate with Matsudaira Yoshio anymore, Okuhei Rongzo hurriedly hung up the phone, adjusted his breathing again, opened the door and got out of the car.

The car was parked right on the shore of the lake.

Today it was cloudy, but the sunlight cast through the clouds still had the effect of heating and dizzying. In such an environment, Okuhei Rongsan felt very uncomfortable.

Before him, Goto had already stepped out of the car in front of him and looked out over the high-end yacht berths on the pier. The dock was bustling with people, but over there, the density of people was still two or three levels higher.

The yacht berth has become a typical confrontation scene.

On the shore, there was a group of people, all of them strong and strong, wearing straight black suits, and interspersed with several figures in standard combat uniforms, but they did not look like good people.

In the sky, there are also buzzing drones; On the lake near the shore, there are three or five speedboats, roaring back and forth.

The sea, land and air are sandwiched in three directions, and the center of focus is the yacht on the shore.

As for the yacht, near the shore, more than a dozen sturdy sailors stood in a row, with their backs against the hull of the ship almost ten meters high, and their momentum did not fall behind.

This scene seems to be rounding up a criminal, but it seems to make sense to turn the position around.

Of course, Ao Ping Rongsan knows the details of the two sides.

Needless to say, some important people in the "Heavenly Kingdom" still have a lot of opportunities to show their faces in the flat trade market and even in Hancheng; As for the yacht trapped in the berth, it was sold from his hands to the name of the Blood Flame Sect two weeks ago in exchange for a batch of working capital.

Even the name on the side paint hasn't changed.

Goto Yoshi's eyelids shrugged, half-covering the protruding eyes, and sighed: "People now are not as good as they were back then, and they have to hit their heads before they admit it." ”

Oping Rongsan really wanted to tell him that if the people in this world are like flesh and bones, then what is the meaning of the existence of the "Heavenly Beings"?

Thinking about this truth, Goto Yoshishi understands it better than anyone else, so this one is just a sigh of emotion, and by the way, he is just waiting for others.

"Goto?"

There was a stiff tone, which sounded on the side of the parking space. A black-faced man in a standard combat uniform strode over, compared with those social violence people in the distant confrontation area, the same sturdy body type, the same combat uniform, wearing this person, it was quite regular, but I don't know what the way it came from.

Goto Yoshiki was not annoyed by the other party's unkind name, but the smile on his thin face became clearer:

"Captain Jimmy?"

The black-faced man snorted at the corner of his mouth towards the confrontation area: "You did this?" When I flew back, I thought I could go to war, but it turned out to be another scene...... The police, the SCA, and even the Hancheng branch can all go on, so why let these unobtrusive guys come over? ”

"No, no, no, we need to observe first."

In the face of this somewhat arrogant action captain, Goto Yoshishi was still unhurried, just grinning: "My mission is to observe, and observation requires different scenes and conditions. What does it mean if both sides are law-abiding citizens and act according to the rules? ”

"Oh, that's a good reason."

Captain Jimmy saw that Goto Yoshishi was deliberately going in the direction of intensifying the situation, which was in line with expectations, but he still made a detailed correction. He directly stretched out his hand, grabbed Goto's shoulders very invisibly, and pushed the "observer" forward:

"What you need is close observation."

Goto Yoshishi did not resist, but twitched the corners of his mouth: "Yes, if it is upgraded, you will need to come out." ”

"Trust me, I can't wait."

A vicious dog that hasn't eaten enough, a sharp knife that can't wait......

In the eyes of Okuhei Rongsan, Goto Yoshishi and Captain Jimmy have corresponding roles, and the relationship between them is relatively delicate. There are differences in rank and functionality, but in terms of fundamental nature, they all belong to the category of tools, and there is no essential difference.

Of course, even when using tools, hand-eye coordination is a must, and they still have to communicate with each other.

Goto Yoshishi asked again: "Although it may not be used, the evidence is ......."

"I'll ask the city side to cooperate, and it's okay to confront him directly."

"So obedient?"

"Man dies for money, and birds die for food...... At this point, we are the best at it. Why don't you rehearse it now? ”

"It's good to communicate upfront."

At this time, Goto Yoshi's subordinates had already brought over the "veterans", Ezuka and other key figures in the so-called evidence chain, so he started first, and a group of about ten people went to the scene of the confrontation along the wooden walkway by the lake.

Captain Jimmy did what he said he would, and as he walked, he made a phone call: "How's the preparation going?" Let Cadman answer the phone......"

Anyway, the speed of substitutions over there was a little slow, and Team Jimmy didn't speak for a long time.

Oping Rongsan finally felt something strange, and turned his head to look, only to find that Captain Jimmy's black face was heavy, and his eyes turned back from the empty vision of the remote call, condensed into a point.

In its focused position, on the shore of the lake they were about to pass, on the thick metal pole that was part of the balustrade, sat a man.

That person doesn't have many characteristics to remember, and if you force it to say, it's probably a particularly casual body language. He was dressed in casual clothes, his legs naturally parted, his head tilted to the sky, his mouth constantly opening and closing, and at first glance he seemed to be talking to himself as if he was nervous.

Of course, this may also be chatting with people through the built-in communication tools.

This is a very vivid scene picture, placed in the passenger terminal where people come and go, there is no abruptness. But now, in front of the yacht not far away, there was a tense confrontation, less than thirty meters apart, and this gentleman's performance seemed a little out of place.

Captain Jimmy's reaction needless to say, the first time he saw this person, Ao Ping Rongsan couldn't lift his feet a little.

Goto Yoshi, who was beside him, slowed down even earlier than him. The dim yellow eyeballs shifted significantly in the sockets, and with the dry head, a shift of attention was completed.

But no matter how they reacted, the distance to the person was quite close, and it must have been because the parking place was too close......

Because of the proximity, they could clearly hear the "self-talking" of the man:

"Mother's Day...... That's right, you're so smart, sister, I'm sure I won't get involved.

"I'm not stupid if you're smart, we've never had this kind of foreign festival, most of them leaked out, you came to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"Heh, you finally enjoyed a few days of tranquility, so you obediently retreated, and then turned around and went out of the customs to kill the Quartet, which shocked the world.

"Strange? What's so weird? That's what I've always said...... Rest assured, my status here is different from the past, and naturally someone is waiting for me, which is more comfortable than at home.

"Yes, I won't get carried away and deliberately cause trouble at home. If it's your turn to deal with it, the world is almost one step away from destruction......

"Haha, a joke, just a joke!"

The man chatted and laughed at a normal speed of speech, but it made Goto Yoshi's party unconsciously slow down and slow down, and in the end, they still couldn't guarantee their natural posture, so they all stopped one after another, standing about seven or eight steps away from the man, staring at that side.

After about twenty seconds, the man finally ended the chat and hung up with a smile. At this moment, he seemed to have finally noticed the abnormal attention here, turned his cheeks slightly, and also turned his gaze to meet this side.

Ao Pingrong San had already recognized which one it was, and subconsciously wanted to say hello, but for some reason, he couldn't get out of his mouth.

It was almost noon, because of the thick layer of fish scale clouds in the sky, even if the sun penetrated, it was not hot and dry, especially the slightly humid air on the surface of the lake, driven by the difference in air pressure between land and water, and it was very comfortable.

But at this moment, the breeze on the face clearly turned into an invisible heavy curtain, maybe it was also soaked in water, waving and blowing, and it was violently pasted on their faces, sealing the mouth and nose and even the five senses and seven orifices, and even every pore, isolating the inside and outside, and for a while there was a faintness that was almost suffocating, diffusing from the brain and heart.

For a moment, the group was breathing through their mouths and noses, and as for the back...... Nothing happened afterwards, only the breeze on the face, carrying the water vapor on Beishan Lake, neutralized the heat of the midday sun, and was fresh and pleasant.

At this time, the "veteran" who was held in the crowd finally saw the person on the shore of the lake clearly, and he couldn't believe it for a while, but he turned his gaze again, smiled slightly, and said hello.

"Master Shou."

In the heart of the "veteran", the emotions of hesitation and surprise pushed back and forth, and a hair was pressed to his throat, blurting out: "Mo ...... Mr. Mo! ”

The man laughed again: "I want those things, I hope it won't delay the working hours." ”

"In the factory, they're still doing it."

The veteran knew that the atmosphere was delicate and tense at the moment, like a pile of gunpowder that was constantly compacting and piling up barrels, and could burst at any time. But the spicy temperament that has been honed in the wilderness for decades also stood up at this time: "We don't have anything with a false head and brain, they are all hammered out one after another, and they must be real." ”

"That's good, I'm counting on it."

Talking to the "veteran" as if no one was around, under the gaze of many people, Mr. Mo's eyes turned to the river mound in the crowd again, and stopped for a few seconds before he lowered his head again and beat his thighs, as if to eliminate the invisible exhaustion.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion at the scene of the confrontation not far away. The dense group of social violence people over there suddenly separated a gap, as if someone had come out.

But in the end, what came through the gap in the crowd was just an empty electric wheelchair. Judging from the approaching noise, it seems that the wheelchair's motor is not working yet, and God knows where it is driven.

Along the way, the members of the menacing "Heavenly Crowd" watched this thing pass by like nerds, but none of them reached out to stop it.

A few seconds later, the electric wheelchair, which had lost half of its function, obediently stopped next to Mr. Mo. The latter got up slowly, slowly moved up, and adjusted his sitting posture again, before exhaling a long breath and moving his gaze to Goto's face, docking with his dim pupils.

Goto's eyes are even more bulging, and his pupils are not moving, but there are layers of dark light, which are staggered and blended in deeper depths.

Mr. Mo blinked and praised: "You have good eyes...... It feels even stronger than mine. ”

The words were like meeting an acquaintance on the road, asking him where he bought the sharp goods on his body and how much the price was.

Also while speaking, in front of Mr. Mo's left eye, a monocle appeared out of thin air, floating directly in front of the eye socket, reflecting the sky light, obscuring the color of half of the pupil.