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But who would have thought that Masao Ono is a master who can only drive and can't park, especially when there are no free parking spaces. And the master who controls him can't even drive.

When he finally parked the car with all his might, Kawaichi Inoue had already come over.

When I got out of the car, I took a picture with him.

I don't know, is this kid, usually not in the habit of looking in the mirror seriously, he saw his face, after appearing on the other side, he didn't show the slightest surprise, but smiled and nodded to me.

As for the broken car behind me, he wasn't even interested in looking at it.

Next, the puzzle was left to me.

Should I follow up? If you want to follow up, what kind of appearance should you look like in front of everyone?

The Japanese have a deep sense of hierarchy, and in the case that Inoue Kawaichi himself doesn't mind, it's not impossible for a group of subordinates to acquiesce to my existence.

The most important thing is that I have no way back.

Our car was parked, people were out, and there were quite a few Japanese people in the neighborhood gathering in this direction. If we suddenly do the opposite, it will definitely attract the attention of others.

At this point, I had to gamble.

As agreed, I gave "Masao Ono" a hint of "acting separately", and then followed Kawaichi Inoue and walked in.

I haven't seen it for months, and the interior of this villa has changed a lot, the first floor has become a super hall, and even the stairs to the upper floor have been removed and replaced with a steel pipe.

It was crowded with people, old and young, bustling, and many of them in fancy costumes.

It's not going to be a ninja convention, is it? I began to regret that I shouldn't have given all the heavy weapons to Xia Qihong to take away. Wouldn't it save me a lot of trouble if I could concentrate the grenades here and detonate them?

Inoue Kawaichi coughed lightly twice, and it was quiet inside.

As I bet, when they saw me, they didn't make any drastic moves, and those old fritters didn't even linger on me, and their scheming was so deep that it was embarrassing.

So, what are they when I am? Kawaichi Inoue's twin brother, the ghost of the dead, or the shadow of what I once did?

As soon as Inoue Kawaichi spoke, I realized another reality: I couldn't understand Japanese.

That meant I had to focus on memorizing every sound they made and then go back and find someone to translate it. Of course, with the help of Tian'er, no matter how complex the sound is, I can copy it as it is. Alas, no matter how precious something is, if it is given to the wrong person, it is destined to be a violent end.

was at the scene, but in the end, he was still a listener to the broadcast.

I forgot that this time the opponent was an international-level criminal, and he didn't use the Mandarin required by my country to communicate.

When you are underground, you should ask Uncle Yu for a high-level translator.

In desperation, I had to carefully observe the expressions of other people, and with the facial performance of seven emotions and six desires together, I looked like a full villain with inflammation.

It's a talisman, and when people "inadvertently" see my rich facial expressions, they pay much less attention to me. If I'm not mistaken, they've positioned me as a stand-in for Kawaichi Inoue.

Although I couldn't understand what they were saying, I leaned on this face and squeezed into the forefront position, the best observation point.

I saw a crystal cabinet filled with milky white liquid.

In the crystal cabinet, two palms are suspended, two palms that are very similar to human hands, but somewhat different.

They, one slender and the other stout, seemed to be alive. They, in the liquid, are constantly doing all kinds of movements, forming one after another, strange symbols.

Opposite Inoue Kawaichi, there were several old men with white beards dressed in doctor's clothes, pointing to their hands inside, and kept talking bird language that I couldn't understand, looking excited.

Inoue Kawaichi always asks some questions during the interval between their arguments, and seems to be very professional, because the people on the other side have the essence in their eyes constantly flashing, and they have the meaning of meeting a bosom friend.

Since it may involve key issues, I don't dare to be careless, and conscientiously "copy" my live recording memory, so as not to exaggerate, even if someone makes a fart at this time, I have to record it first. 、

Fortunately, I don't need to worry about the recording analysis work after that.

The big wall clock in the house rang three times.

Then, everyone in the room closed their mouths and maybe even held their breath.

A few old men with white beards finally stopped speaking bird language and changed their chanting, and the speed of speech became faster and faster, even if I could understand the meaning of the words, I couldn't understand the scene.

I cursed in my heart, frowning and continuing to copy.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and I heard someone shouting excitedly, listening to the direction, it should be one of the old men with a white beard.

But his excitement had not yet been fully released, and then there were several screams, all of which came from the white-bearded old man.

Then, in my ear, suddenly a phrase rang out: "Run!" ”

That's right, this time it's the authentic Chinese, standard Mandarin.

The one who sent this message could only be the "Masao Ono" controlled by Zao Wou-ki; The only person who sent the message should be me, although I will not be the only one who will be answered.

I looked out the door and saw that it was empty.

Grandma is a bear, is this playing the old trick of "three missing one"? Or are you using an empty city trick to trick me?

Needless to say, this group of Japanese people had already realized that someone had mixed in at this time and reacted as soon as possible. Such a secret gathering, with the door open, is obviously unreasonable.

Then my way out is to take advantage of the chaos to go up, I looked at the steel pipe in the middle of the room. I don't know if the skills inherited from the worm can escape the eyes of this group of masters who are also amazing.

But I have no choice.

If nothing else, the main purpose of my camp has not yet been achieved. I want to see where those wood carvings are. I'd like to steal this crystal cabinet if I could. Anyway, the most worrying thing for us now is to load things on our bodies.

I can only wait for the chaos to fall inside.

By the way, my current identity is a ghostly substitute who is afraid of death, not Inoue Kawaichi who may die with a smile. Thinking of this, I hurriedly held my head and squatted down.

Soon, there was light in the room again.

But this is not the electricity and lights back to normal, it is the fire that temporarily helps to drive away the darkness in front of you.

After several violent explosions, five basketball-sized fireballs appeared in the center of the house. (To be continued.) )