The black "Gulfstream G550" made a deafening loud sound that tore through the clouds.

This ultra-long-range business jet is designed for businessmen, superstars or dignitaries who are worth billions.

In this private plane, they can fly across the Pacific Ocean in a few hours of sleep, boarding the plane in the dark of New York and waking up in the wee hours of the morning in Paris.

It is designed to be so quiet that VIPs don't even notice the engines running when flying in the stratosphere, and the designers say it flies like a "giant blue whale swimming in the deep ocean".

But the noise of the Gulfstream was so loud that in addition to the roar of the engines, the passengers could hear the shrill whistling of the wings tearing through the air. Above is the brilliant Milky Way, below is the pitch-black sea, it is hidden in the black clouds, the clouds are like the sea, it is a tiger shark that is attacking at full speed towards food.

This Gulfstream was modified by the Equipment Department of the Kassel Academy and was nicknamed "Sleibnir".

Slebnir is an eight-legged Pegasus ridden by the main god Odin in Norse mythology, and when it skims the sky, it always burns like a meteor.

The only drawback is that the noise exceeds the standard, and in the eyes of the equipment department, extreme speed is the embodiment of exquisite craftsmanship, and comfort is dispensable.

Their job is to make dragon-slaying weapons, and the weapon craftsmen never think about comfort.

"Have you ever seen a tank with zoned air conditioning, heated cushions and massage seats?" The director of Akadulla is full of words.

Caesar turned on the reading light above his chair and unsealed the file bag.

The seal of the document bag is stamped with the red stamp "SS", which means that its Chinese copy is top secret.

Caesar got the bag before boarding, but it could not be unsealed until it landed, according to the regulations. The contents of the document bag were not very rich, except for a black-and-white photograph, a memory chip, and a copy of the Russian material with a translation.

Caesar first picked up the black-and-white photograph of a majestic giant icebreaker with a white hull and a black bridge with red stars on the bow.

The Russian source is the archive of the ship, from which it appears that the meritorious battleship "Lenin" was the world's first nuclear-powered icebreaker, which originally belonged to the Northern Fleet of the Soviet Union.

During its service, it received several awards and was full of honors, but after the collapse of the Soviet Union, it quietly disappeared from the warship sequence of the Northern Fleet.

Its archives were abruptly interrupted on December 25, 1991, and the Northern Fleet did not track its whereabouts, as if someone had erased the steel giant from the world.

Caesar inserted the black chip into the card slot of his notebook, and Norma's voice came out of the headphones, "Caesar Gattuso, your mission this time is to investigate the wreck of the Soviet icebreaker "Lenin". The meritorious icebreaker "Lenin" is known as the red giant of the polar regions, and it is the first polar icebreaker in the world to be called "the whole sea", because there is no ice sea that it cannot reach. On the eve of the collapse of the USSR, against the orders of the Northern Fleet, it made a secret voyage to the waters of Japan. Approaching Japan's territorial waters, it sent a distress signal, but sank into the deep sea before the Japanese Self-Defense Force rescue ship arrived. The Lenin is suspected of carrying forbidden items related to the dragon civilization. The Japan branch will support your actions. The chip will be automatically formatted after three seconds, good luck. ”

Caesar silently counted to three in his mind, and the notebook suddenly showed "memory card unrecognizable", Caesar pulled out the chip and gently broke it.

"Forbidden items related to dragons?" Caesar set fire to the paper documents and threw the burning photographs and papers into the metal trash can.

Brightly lit megacities appear under the wings, and highways weave into a glittering cobweb.

That was the destination of the trip to Tokyo, the largest city in Asia.

It took only six hours to fly from Chicago to Tokyo, worthy of Sleibniel.

This Gulfstream is the principal's favorite thing, usually reluctant to use it, only when attending auctions around the world, Ange will transfer this treasure out of the hangar, one is for the dignity of the academy, and the other is that after the auction is over, he has to return to the academy with some "forbidden items related to dragon civilization", private jets are easier to pass through the security check, in addition, Ange would rather be wronged to take an ordinary flight.

But by the time Caesar received Norma's text message and hurried from New York to Chicago, Sleibnir was already roaring on the runway waiting for him.

The headmaster was so generous, of course, not to show favor, but the task was of a high level and was secret.

On the opposite seat were two partners of the trip, one of whom looked more presentable with a long black sheath in both hands, his muscles tense even when his eyes were closed, and his waist was as straight as a javelin; The other was the complete opposite, with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and he slept on the shoulder of the guy who was sitting in the right seat.

Caesar watched the partners with great interest, imagining what the girls would say about their sleeping appearance if one day the two of them and their beloved girl had developed to the point where they could roll the sheets together.

The latter obviously failed, as for the former, the girl probably felt that she was filming an old martial arts film produced by Shaw Brothers, and the young man was poisoned by the devil, and she stripped him of her true qi for the sake of morality, right?

Chu Zihang is like this, it is clear that he is asleep with his eyes closed, but you still feel that his sword eyebrows and starry eyes are awe-inspiring, as if all the major events in the world are on his shoulders.

"The brightest place over there is Ginza, and it is said that when real estate prices are at their highest in Japan, the value of a single Ginza land can buy the entire United States." Caesar turned his head to look out the window.

"I'm not interested in Ginza, but I want to go to Chidori-no-Fuchi." Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

"That's the World War II nameless Japanese army cemetery, right next to the Yasukuni Shrine, as a Chinese, do you want to spit on the tombstone when you go there?"

"I heard that there is a mile-long cherry blossom road with 800 cherry trees along the way."

"It's your style." Caesar shrugged.

He knew that Chu Zihang was just closing his eyes to recuperate, so he said something so that they wouldn't always be so stiff with each other, and the two of them hadn't said a few words since they boarded the plane.

But Caesar had to admit that the two had no common language at all, even though the three of them had a joint mission.

The devil knows how the list of the group was determined, three completely different people, and the worldview is 108,000 miles apart.

Tokyo means Michelin-starred sushi restaurants for Caesars, snow hot springs in Hokkaido, and silverware in Kyoto and ironware in Kansai. But Chu Zihang wanted to visit the nameless cemetery.

Caesar imagined Chu Zihang sitting cross-legged under the cherry blossom tree in late spring, with a long knife on his knee, and it was logical that he should cut his abdomen next.

And Lu Mingfei completely looked like a dead house, and before leaving, he was still shouting about the mysterious realm of Akihabara and the maid lady, with a lewd face like an idiot with a goal, ready to do a big job.

The "street of otaku" Akihabara, Caesar also heard of it. There are thousands of electronics stores on the street, where the trendiest games and electronics are released, as well as specialty maid cafes.

It is said that Akihabara is a holy place for otaku, as long as you have a long head from your hometown to Akihabara, the god of otaku will give you a sister and unlimited game starter bonuses......

Caesar is so good as one of those paper people who he never feels that he still spends his energy and precious time on it, and has no real benefit, but can only comfort himself and deceive himself in his own spiritual world.

However, Lu Mingfei's interest in these surprised Caesar, he never showed potential in this area at school, although no one laughed at him, of course, no one dared to laugh at him, after all, no one dared to try his own catties with him, and it was not enough to stuff his teeth between his teeth.

However, Caesar doesn't mind having a cheap hobby in common with Lu Mingfei.

If Ange put him in a group with Chu Zihang, did he really want them to cooperate sincerely? This kind of action is similar to putting a lion and a tiger in a cage, but with the addition of Lu Mingfei, then it is different.

It seems that there is a tough battle to be fought in Japan this time, and the nuclear bombs of the town guard academy have been dispatched, so you can imagine the danger of this mission, and it is not ruled out that Ange wants him and Chu Zihang to stop Lu Mingfei a little, and Japan's continental shelf can not withstand Lu Mingfei's toss.

As the leader of the team this time, Caesar decided to use Huairou means to stabilize the two people, they are both straight-headed, and the style of completing the task is simple and rude, relying on the fist to speak, and the fist is hard to complete the task.

He knew that this would be the fastest way to complete the task, but the trouble it would cause was not small, and it could even affect his reputation, and when the time came, a punishment for poor supervision would be enough to disgrace his honor. Along the way, he repeatedly admonished himself to be generous, to have the demeanor of a leader, and to be courteous and virtuous...... Taking Chu Zihang as a "corporal" to "lixian", Caesar felt a lot more comfortable.

Lu Mingfei has never had a lower limit, and he has no S-level momentum in the face of money.

During this time, he was immersed in the pink mood of preparing for the wedding, and his heart was very gentle, and even Chu Zihang's killing embryo looked more pleasing to the eye.

Lu Mingfei woke up and looked out sleepily. "Tokyo! We're here! I don't know where Akihabara is. ”

"Electric Street?" Caesar said, "I want to go there too, and see what the game is going to be." "Caesar, would you be interested in the game?" I thought the Gattuso heirs didn't have time to play with that. Chu Zihang said.

"Don't make me look like a monster!" Caesar frowned, he felt that Chu Zihang's words were not good.

"How can people who don't have a childhood have time to spend on games?"

"Don't make judgments about other people's lives, it's basic politeness!" Caesar's voice went cold, with a touch of rage.

I said...... Heroes are sleepy...... You might as well land and rest, recuperate, and fight again...... "Lu Mingfei hurried to play the round.

The atmosphere that has been maintained along the way is about to collapse before the plane lands, and this ace combination is really in danger of fate.

Chu Zihang waved his hand, I don't know whether to say that he didn't mean to provoke or to say, "Caesar, you don't deserve my ridicule at all", and then continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

Caesar glanced at Chu Zihang coldly, put away the information and turned off the reading lamp, and closed his eyes as well. It was pitch black in the cabin, the plane had been lowered under the clouds, and it was raining outside the window, and Tokyo was lit up like a huge Buddhist shrine, forever burning with candles dedicated to the gods.

South of Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, on the outskirts of Yokohama City.

It's a deserted coastline that was a fishing village before World War II, but now fishermen have moved to Yokohama to become citizens, leaving only the pier where their fishing boats were moored and beaten by the sea day after day.

The lights cut through the night, and a black Humvee flipped over the shoulder of the road and drove across the salt flats to its destination. Gen Zhisheng droves, and Sakura sits in the passenger seat to check the GPS.

"How can there be an airport in such a hellish place?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"There is an airport, but it has been abandoned for many years and the runway is short. But with the skills of the Slebnier's pilots, it should be possible to land safely. Sakura said.

She still wears a black suit with slim trousers, a high ponytail, and a pair of flat glasses, which is easy to ignore when she stands behind Gen Zhisheng.

This is the duty of a ninja, to always be the one who stands in the shadows, a deadly knife when necessary, and sometimes a shield of sacrifice.

Gen Zhisheng's assistant group is a total of three people, Yaksha and Sakura, Yaksha is the front general who charges into battle, Raven is a strategic strategist, and Sakura is a personal "little surname", but the small surnames of the ancient daimyo are charming young men and Sakura is a fake girl.

In terms of charging into battle, Gen Zhisheng is much stronger than Yaksha, after all, the advantage of bloodline is there, and from the perspective of strategy, Crows can still serve as military divisions in front of the underworld who have little culture, so only Sakura is indispensable in the assistant group, and without Sakura Gen Zhisheng, he doesn't know how to deal with those trivial things, and no one cheers him when he complains about Yaksha and Crows.

"That's it, the runway ahead." Sakura said.

Incredibly, a runway appeared on the deserted salt flats, or half of it, and the other half had been submerged by the sea.

"This runway was built in 1941, before the global warming effect, and the sea level was not so high." Sakura said again.

Yuan Zhisheng parked the car at the end of the runway and let the headlights shine on the runway. In this kind of airstrip, which is completely unlit, the pilot has to rely on the headlights to guide the way.

"There are still three minutes, since it is the principal's plane, it should be on time." Sakura said.

"Let's prepare briefly, so that there will be a welcome ceremony, and Mr. Masamune said not to abuse them, and we will treat them well." Gen Zhisheng sat upright on the bumper of the Hummer.

Sakura spread a snow-white napkin on the engine compartment cover, placed three tulip glasses, opened the champagne and filled the glasses one by one, placed a bouquet of bright yellow tulips next to the glass, and inserted three small Japanese flags into the lime slices, and placed the lemon slices on the rim of the glass.

It was probably the most decent welcome ceremony in the history of the Japanese branch, with a car coming to receive a yellow bouquet of victorious consummation and champagne, and all that was needed was a warm hug, but Gen was not prepared to hug those people warmly. First of all, he hates physical contact with people, and secondly, judging from his resume, this team is composed of gentlemen, violent maniacs, and dead houses, and he has no good feelings for these three kinds of people.

The head office is called a "kindergarten" because most of the specialists sent are inexperienced children, and the job of receiving the head office specialists is called "taking care of children."

Genjisheng doesn't like to take care of children, and he originally wanted to leave the job of picking up the airport to Raven and Yasha, but he still didn't feel at ease when he thought about it.

The immature and delicious boys in the headquarters fell into the hands of those two violent maniacs...... Will you arrive at the hotel in pieces?

So in the end, Gen Zhisheng decided to bring Sakura to pick up the plane in person to show his respect for the ace combination of the main department...... At least superficially respectful.

There was a roar from the direction of the sea, and there were no fingers in the cloudy sky, but it seemed that some flying beast was approaching with wind and thunder.

"It's on time." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the luminous watch.

The moment he touched the water, Slebnir suddenly turned on all the lights, and in the water curtain the black Gulfstream seemed like a devil emerging from the night.

It slid onto a runway that wasn't yet covered by seawater, and the tires rubbed against the cinder track, with blinding sparks. Gen Zhisheng took a Japanese-made "Soft Seven Stars" cigarette and watched expressionlessly as the Gulfstream rushed straight towards him who had no time to brake.

The runway is too short and will never be enough for an aircraft that has just finished a supersonic flight! In the last fifty meters, the Gulfstream suddenly spewed out a stream of fire in front of it, and the engine was full thrust in reverse, and the high-temperature air flow of up to hundreds of degrees could almost push the Hummer with the hand brake, but Yuan Zhisheng still sat on the bumper of the Hummer without the slightest intention of dodging.

Gulfstream stopped in front of the Humvee, like a mad bull rushing towards the matador, but was pulled by the tail at the last moment. It was only a few meters away from crashing into the Humvee, and the Gen Zhisheng, caught between the two, had no chance of surviving.

"Maniac!" The pilot gave the middle finger to Gen Zhisheng.

If the pilot's pilot's driving skills were slightly flawed or the Gulfstream's jet engine couldn't reverse, everyone would be doomed, and Slebnier had played such a thrilling gamble with the people on the plane before he landed, gambling on the pilot's skills with his own life.

If someone from another branch did this, the pilot would immediately jump off the plane and beat the other person, but since the other party was from the Japanese branch, the pilot's protest was limited to the middle finger, and he didn't want to get entangled with the madman.

The pilot knows the temper of these Japanese, because it is too deeply related to the underworld, everyone here pursues the culture of the extreme, advocating courage and the consciousness of seeing death as home, only a man who does not change color in front of the landslide can command thousands of troops, and the talent of a famous general is to be stunned, which is also the aesthetics pursued by the Japanese since ancient times.

According to the aesthetics of the Japanese branch, Ange is of course a suave hero, and the vice principal can also be regarded as a wind and dust hero, and the equipment department is over, and all of them are cowardly dog thieves.

The pilot only noticed that Gen Zhisheng was not moving, but he did not realize that the girl holding the bouquet behind Yuan Zhisheng was also standing still. The attitude of the Japanese branch was not so much madness as an expression of contempt for the passengers on board.

As a source child, of course, he doesn't care about his life, and he is not a gangster who plays his life on the street. But he knew who Ange's exclusive pilot was, what his piloting skills were, and he also believed in Sakura's arrangement, since Sakura chose this runway, it means that she was sure that the pilot could land safely on such a short run, and Sakura was sure of it, and Gen Zhisheng did not doubt it.

The hatch opened, and Yuan Zhisheng should have pounced on him to give him a warm welcome, but he sat still. "Which of you in the headquarters brought a lighter? Borrow a fire! ”

He stared at the hatch with the glint of a sword in his eyes.

Masamune's father once said that he had a pair of awesome evil eyes, and cowards would feel like they had been stung by a scorpion when they faced such eyes. Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng rarely looks at people squarely, and he doesn't want the other party to feel uncomfortable because of his eyes.

But today he wanted to send a message to the people in the headquarters with his eyes, that they had arrived in Japan, and that the Japanese branch would set the rules here.

The "excellent" that I got in the main department is nothing here.

Family background and bloodline rating are useless here, if you are not strong enough, it is better to be honest with your tail between your legs, treat your predecessors with admiration, worship, and even sincere fear, and first respectfully light a cigarette for him.

Yuan Zhisheng wanted to use the Slebnier's sudden braking to land, and the people in the cabin should be dizzy, some of them were probably throwing up with vomit bags, right?

The gangway was lowered, the sound of clogs was crisp and pleasant, and three paper umbrellas floated out of the hatch.

The three of them wore printed kimonos of the same texture, with white sock clogs at their feet.

One of the three paper umbrellas is painted with white cranes and chrysanthemums, the other is painted with the erupting Mt. Fuji, and the front one is the most mighty, nothing is drawn, only the four big characters "Tianxia Ichiban" are dripping with ink, and the middle person is also equipped with a long knife with a black sheath on his waist.

Yuan Zhisheng was shocked, what kind of regiment did the headquarters send this time...... Jianhao's visiting delegation?

"Hell, is this Narita Airport? Why can't I see anything with my eyes black? The white crane and the chrysanthemum said.

"It's so cold that they don't know to land us in the VIP aisle?" The world complained.

"Do we really need to dress like this?" The white crane and the chrysanthemum said again.

"I said it was a gift from the principal, and I wish us a smooth trip to Japan, but I don't know why I always feel that this gift is weird." The world shrugged.

"Boss, do you think the Japanese branch will send a big Limo to pick us up? We came by special plane, and the car to pick up the airport will be a little higher-end, right? "The white crane and the chrysanthemum seem to be very longing.

"It's possible that the Japanese are a people who want to save face, and maybe they will arrange a group of girls to come and give us flowers." The world seems to be the self-proclaimed Japanese master in the team.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little lost, listening to this conversation, this is not a sword group, but a Japanese style tour group.

It sounds like they're looking forward to an elongated luxury car parked on the runway, filled with teenage girls with bare thighs for them to hug left and right.

It would be nice to send them directly to an izakaya, they are already dressed in midnight party costumes, and they are waiting to hug and hug and blow the sake bottle! Although it has long been known that it is a scrap wood regiment...... But didn't these people even think to pretend to be professional? Yuan Zhisheng's heart swelled with anger, he rarely got so angry, but he has always had zero tolerance for waste and self-depraved people!

His evil eyes grew even colder in his rage...... At this time, the "erupting Fuji Mountain" turned its head to glance at him, and then rubbed his eyes.

Chu Zihang actually didn't see anything clearly, he just didn't have a good eye.

This mission was so sudden that a mechanically sophisticated person like him also made a small mistake, he put the contact lenses of his left and right eyes upside down, which made his cornea very uncomfortable, so when he got off the plane, he took off the contact lenses, and at this moment the pair of golden eyes that never went out were directly exposed to the air.

The surging dragon power shot into Yuan Zhisheng's mind through his eyes, Yuan Zhisheng only felt that he couldn't control himself and wanted to lean back and dodge, and that gaze just now was simply from a strict ancient dragon! In front of this gaze, the evil eye instantly collapsed!

In just half a minute, Yuan Zhisheng suffered two rounds of blows, and all the deterrence methods failed before they could be used! Yuan Zhisheng had a hunch that the next reception task would be very arduous.

The tour group did not notice the existence of him, the director of the executive bureau, and passed in front of him while chatting, throwing their luggage into the Hummer on their own.

"The car was parked too close to it, and it was terrible to hit it." The white crane and the chrysanthemum complained, "There is no public morality." ”

Yuan Zhisheng was silent, don't these people have a sense of crisis at all? Don't they want to think that just a few meters further if the plane taxied a few meters further, the whole Slybnir would turn into a blazing fireball? Lu Mingfei really didn't feel the danger, even if there was, it wasn't a big problem, the three of them were not idle, even if they crashed, they would have a way to survive.

He didn't feel very bumpy, because after a disagreement, the three of them closed their eyes and no one bothered to take care of anyone, not only Lu Mingfei, but Caesar and Chu Zihang also took a nap.

Along the way, they were both nervous, and they were a little tired at the end of the journey. They just felt that the plane would hit the ground after a while, and after the lights came on, they each got up to get their luggage and changed into the kimono that the principal had given them and wished them all the best.

Gen Zhisheng felt that he had encountered a fierce opponent like never before...... The most terrifying enemies are often the ones you don't know the most, and compared to these incredible creatures, Akira Sakurai's beasts are more logical.

With his memory, he quickly confirmed the identities of these three people, "Tianxia Banban" Caesar Gattuso, the heir of the school board of trustees, the president of the student union, and the son of the gentlemen; "White Crane and Chrysanthemum" Lu Mingfei, the only S-class student today, the information is blocked, only the simplest information, the hobby is the second dimension, and even Kaguya can't find it at a deeper level, you must know that this is an artificial intelligence comparable to Norma, "Erupting Mount Fuji" Chu Zihang, President of the Lionheart Club, the most ferocious violent element among the students, was investigated by the school board for bloodline issues.

Thinking about it like this, this waste wood group can't be taken lightly, and Yuan Zhisheng put away his condescending heart.

Caesar stuffed his luggage into the car and paced back, snatching Mild Seve from Gen's hand and throwing it in the sea breeze, slapping an aluminium tube cigar in his palm. "Don't smoke that kind of woman, try this."

His sea-blue eyes showed the coquettishness of a playboy and the awesomeness of a big brother, and he patted Yuan Zhisheng's shoulder vigorously, and paced away on his own.

Seeing that things were getting more and more out of Gen Zhisheng's control, even Sakura was dumbfounded, and she didn't know how hard to help. However, those three neuropaths are quite good to Sakura, Yuan Zhisheng has a cigar as a small gift, and Sakura also got a small statue of Obsidian Athena given by Caesar, which is obviously a very expensive piece of jewelry, Caesar's respect for beautiful girls naturally exceeds that for beautiful men, Lu Mingfei nodded when he took the bouquet in Sakura's hand and thanked him in standard Japanese colloquial language, and Chu Zihang also nodded slightly.

"White Crane and Chrysanthemum" Lu Mingfei poked his head out of the car, sleepy-eyed, and pointed to a hotel business card in a standard official accent to ask for directions.

Gen Zhisheng took a deep breath to suppress his surprise and bowed deeply. "I am a graduate of the 2003 class of the Kassel Academy, and I would like to welcome you to Japan." He uses pure Chinese.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, he didn't expect that this tour guide was actually a senior brother, so he was indeed a little contemptuous just now. So he quickly gave him a thumbs up, "Chinese is good, it seems that I don't need to be an illiterate translator anymore." ”

Caesar's face twitched a little, but it was true that he didn't know Japanese, and it was okay to say that he was illiterate in Japan, Chu Zihang had already fallen asleep with a long knife in his arms.

It was inconvenient for him to open his eyes without wearing contact lenses, so he just took the opportunity to recuperate. "Caesar Gattuso? You're the leader of this group, right? Yuan Zhisheng had to ask Caesar, at least compared with the obscene second goods and the killer-like facial paralysis man, Caesar was still a normal person.

"I'm driving." Caesar waved.

He had already gotten in the car, but the guy who picked up the airport didn't even drive, and he was a little puzzled.

However, he didn't mean to look down on Yuan Zhisheng at all, the young master of the Gattuso family never looked down on a specific person, he looked down on everyone.

Yuan Zhisheng took another deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and handed a document to Caesar. "Please sign the team leader."

The document was in Japanese, Caesar glanced at it, didn't understand it at all, and took it and threw it to Lu Mingfei.

"What's written on it?"

"Your simultaneous translation has gone live, and this is an agreement on the disposal of the remains of a failed mission." Lu Mingfei glanced at it roughly and said that he had no discipline in the face of the gold master's father.

"This mission is very risky, and if you are killed, your bodies will be airlifted back to your respective hometowns." Yuan Zhisheng's face was expressionless.

He looked Caesar in the eye, trying to see the horror in it. He wanted to remind these boys that this was not a trip but a mission, an "SS" mission.

If anything goes wrong during the mission, they will be turned into corpses and silently transported back to their hometown!

"Oh, that's thoughtful, I don't want to have a memorial service in Japan." Caesar signed beautifully, "Do you know my nationality?" Ship me back to Portofino and you'll be fine. ”

"I'll just help him sign, he and I are both Chinese, our hometown is a place, and even the high school is the same." Lu Mingfei pointed at Chu Zihang, "It's also a good idea to transport you together." ”

Yuan Zhisheng put away the documents with a grim face.

"The Japanese branch is better than I thought," Caesar commented, "at least you've done a meticulous job." ”

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face it, should he smile at this appreciation, or slapped it and shouted angrily, "Don't use this attitude of 'leaders going to the mountains and going to the countryside to inspect the work' to talk to me"!

"Try that Cohiba, pure Cuban cigar I gave you, and I've got a whole box in my box if you like." Caesar patted Gen on the shoulder again, and the Italian man, covered in perfume scented blond plush, touched Gen Zhisheng's body for the second time in five minutes after he hit the ground.

Although he wanted to step up and punch him in the face that he thought was handsome and dashing, in the face of such a bright foolish smile, Yuan Zhisheng had no excuse to be angry.

"Then please take care of me in the next few days." He said.

"By the way, do you Japanese still bathe with men and women?" The drowsy Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered, and poked his head out of the car again.

Maybe you should send Yaksha and Raven to pick them up and pour these three guys into concrete piles and drive them into the salt flats...... It's not something you can't do...... Right? Yuan Zhisheng thought silently.