It's not very hot in Tokyo in August, and the neon lights at night make you feel like you've fallen into a sea of stars.

Everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

The three people in Gu Bei's room actually didn't need to sleep, even Lu Mingfei was used to using Xingqi instead of sleep, and after a night, not only did his cultivation improve, but he was also refreshed.

When Chu Lu and the others settled down, Gu Bei's ears moved.

Xun characters, listen to the wind.

The quiet night suddenly became noisy, some people were hugging, some were running, some were roaring in the darkness in sports cars, the wind brought back the sound from all directions, and even the moon danced with the sound.

Caesar's room was opposite the three of them, and there was only a slight sound of breathing and the sound of cloth rubbing in the room.

Next to Caesar's room is the room of the wine de Mai, and the woman's room is full of the sound of rushing water, and I don't know if she is really taking a bath or guarding against someone eavesdropping.

Opposite Jiude Mai, next to Gu Bei's three-person room was Fingal and Old Tang's room.

Both of them must have fallen asleep, and there was a snoring sound in the room.

Gu Bei was not in a hurry or impatient, and continued to listen to the wind and collect information.

An hour, two hours......

Finally, at twelve o'clock in the night, the wind brought back a different sound.

With the sound of the door being opened, a man appeared in the hallway.

The footsteps were light and clumsy, and when he came out of the next door, it was Old Tang.

Gu Bei constructed a three-dimensional model in his mind.

After Lao Tang walked out of the room, he did not leave in a hurry, but leaned over on the ground to make sure that the lights in each room had been extinguished, and then he took a breath and went down the stairs.

Gu Bei did not act rashly.

Two minutes later, a tall, flexible woman appeared in the hallway, judging by the voice, the woman's movements were capable and quick, without a trace of superfluity.

Wine de Mai.

Old Tang's mission really has something to do with Lu Mingze?

Gu Bei frowned, "listening" to the footsteps of Jiude Mai and chasing the old Tang away, but still did not act rashly.

Two minutes later.

Caesar's room opened, and Caesar walked out of it with bright golden pupils, and looked fixedly in the direction where Old Tang had left.

Speech Spirit: Scythe.

As early as when he opened the Qi Door Bureau, Gu Bei noticed that the Xun position was disturbed, this feeling Gu Bei could not be more familiar, it was not uncommon to train the group of young men who knew everything, and it was quite intimate to meet here.

It was the spirit of Caesar's words.

Caesar looked in the direction the two had left, and instead of chasing after them, he took the elevator directly to the underground garage.

Gu Bei sighed, and sighed in his heart: Tonight is really lively.

Gu Bei waited for another two minutes, and only when the Qi left on Lao Tang's body was about to go beyond the tracking range, did he turn over and get out of bed and tiptoe out.

As soon as Gu Bei left the room, Chu Zihang, who had been settled, opened his eyes and walked out of his room, looked at the closed suite door, and then looked at Lu Mingfei's room, and finally chose not to move.

In the room next to him, Fingal was holding his mobile phone and looking at the smiling girl in the white dress on it: "Eva, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Hmm."

The girl nodded, and disappeared from Fingal's phone interface, replaced by an electronic map.

Access map of Tokyo.

It also intimately marked the location of several people with a few red dots.

"It's hilarious."

Faced with such a rare thing, Fingal certainly chose to ...... Turn off your phone and roll over to sleep.

Just kidding, the more mixed this kind of thing is, the more chaotic it becomes, and you can't expose your strength until the critical moment.

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Chen Motong, the most special of the 54 contemporary heirs of the Chen family.

Strictly speaking, Chen Xian is her elder brother.

But how much blood is there...... It's hard to say.

This sudden trip to Tokyo was arranged by the family, along with my father and stepmother, and a younger brother who is almost ten years old but still looks like a baby.

In fact, Chen Motong didn't know what the significance of the family's arrangement of this trip was.

However, it doesn't matter what the family's arrangement is for her, even if she can't resist many times, she can always do something that makes the family a headache.

At least that's what she thinks herself.

It's like now.

The red Ferrari 599 was navigating the road at 160 km/h, one car after another being left behind, and the brilliant light and shadow pulled a long flame in the traffic.

Japan's territory is very small, so the road planning is very narrow, and every time Chen Motong overtakes in an offside position, it is an extreme operation, rubbing the rearview mirror of other cars to complete.

It's hard to imagine that this kind of operation was done by a little girl without a driver's license.

But the little witch doesn't care about the driver's license, and she doesn't care how dangerous this behavior is.

The hybrid's reflex nerves allow her to easily avoid all obstacles, and 160 mph is the limit of Ferrari, but not Chen's.

But Chen Motong didn't know that a helicopter was quietly following her head, and Chen Xian was paying attention to the movement on the other side, while directing the traffic flow with the walkie-talkie, guiding Chen Motong to a specific direction.

"Hell, why did you have a problem on your first night in Tokyo? And is it both at the same time? ”

No one answered Chen Xian's question, and everyone was busy with their own business.

Busy completing tasks to make money, busy completing the boss's explanation, busy being a nanny to deal with the aftermath, busy just in case......

Busy encountering fate, or busy cutting the shackles of fate.

The sword light fell, and blood gushed out, like the red shadow left by Chen Motong's red Ferrari speeding by.

The man leaned on the Humvee and smoked a cigarette, the cigarette butt illuminated his slender eyes, he was handsome but a little feminine, his white skin had a marble-like texture, his eyebrows were straight, and his long black trench coat was also quite elegant, and the whole person felt like a young teacher in an academy.

Blade wiped the blood off the expensive suit, but it didn't matter, it wasn't the only blood stain on the expensive suit, which had turned from black to red before that.

The man in the trench coat stepped on the cigarette butt, turned around and got into the car, and in the driver's seat was a woman wearing a black one-piece armor, who may have a graceful figure, but she couldn't see much when she was blocked by the armor.

"How many goals are there tonight?" The trench coat's voice was not tired, only a biting chill and murderous aura.

The armored woman looked at her phone: "There is only one left in Chiyoda Ward." ”

The man in the trench coat was slightly relaxed: "How is the crow and the yaksha over there?" ”

"It's going well, and eleven human stakes have already been sent into Tokyo Bay."

"I knew they were good at doing this kind of perverted work."

The armored woman did not answer, and Hummer fell silent for a moment.

The man in the trench coat lit another cigarette, and the end of the cigarette flickered as he breathed.

"Sakura, let's drive, go to Chiyoda Ward."

"Tonight's work is a quick one."