Gen Zhisheng felt that he had encountered an unprecedented opponent. The most intractable enemies often have a characteristic, that is, you don't know enough about him, and if you don't know enough, you don't know the best way to deal with it, and this guy from the headquarters is a little too unpredictable, not to mention that he is not good at interpersonal communication, and even the female assistant who has always been thoughtful doesn't know how to deal with it.

Lu Mingfei poked his head out of the car and spoke in a broken Japanese that he learned from Japanese comics: "That...... Wattashiva ...... Lu Mingfei...... Dess."

He stretched out his hand and held a hotel business card between his fingers, and Yuan Zhisheng realized that these three people regarded him as a tour guide at all.

Gen Zhisheng took a deep breath and made a deep bow: "At Shimogen Zhisheng, the 2003 class of Kassel Academy graduates, welcome all the specialists of the headquarters to Japan."

What he said was a pure Chinese, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't think that the tour guide who picked up the airport was still a senior brother, so they were indeed a little contemptuous, so he hurriedly gave a thumbs up: "You drip Chinese...... Big drops!"

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what expression to use to face these guys, so he had to look at Caesar with a blank face: "Caesar Gattuso? You're the leader of this group, right?"

He felt that he would most likely have a communication barrier with the mute facial paralysis killer man and the clear-minded second goods, and this blonde bag might barely be able to communicate normally.

"I am, let's drive." Caesar waved his hand.

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

The document is all Japanese, Caesar glanced at it, basically can't read it, he has never learned Japanese, only Lu Mingfei in this group can not even count as half-baked Japanese, and it is not helpful to read the document.

"What is this? Bills for staying at the hotel? Do you need my credit card?" Caesar asked.

"No, it's your plan for disposing of the body. This mission is very risky, and if you are killed, we can find a way for you to airlift your body back to your respective hometowns." Yuan Zhisheng said without any wave.

This is a hint, he wants to remind these children who have not yet graduated from the headquarters that this is not a trip, but a dangerous mission, but if there is any problem in the process of the mission, their only fate is to be turned into corpses and silently transported back to their hometown!

"So that's it, it's okay, after all, I don't want my memorial service to be held in Japan." Caesar expertly signed his name, "You know my nationality, right? The destination is to fill in Toofino."

"Shall I sign for him? He and I are both Chinese, and we went to the same high school in our hometown." Lu Mingfei pointed at Chu Zihang, as soon as he got in the car, he closed his eyes and recuperated, "It's also a lot more convenient to transport together."

Yuan Zhisheng numbly put away the papers, and the more he touched this strange combination, the more he felt the chaos.

What Yuan Zhisheng didn't know was that although the person in front of him was not as experienced in carrying out the mission as he was, this kind of body repatriation agreement was basically signed every time, and he didn't surprise them by taking out this thing, it was just the normal procedure of the mission. ….

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"The Japanese branch is much better than I thought." Caesar commented, "At least you're meticulous in your work."

Yuan Zhisheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, and stopped talking, but finally decided to communicate with them less, so as not to be interrupted in his train of thought.

But Caesar said, as if remembering something, "Try that Cohiba, a genuine Cuban cigar I gave you, and if you like, I've got a whole box in my box."

Yuan Zhisheng was angry and rushed up again, eager to punch him on his bright smiling face, but there was no way, their behavior was just to entertain themselves, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't find an excuse to be angry.

"In the next few days, I would like to ask for your kind attention." Yuan Zhisheng had no choice but to say.

"By the way, are you Japanese still popular for men and women to take a bath?" Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered something and asked, "I don't mean anything else.

Well, it's about respecting the local customs. Yes."

Maybe it would be a mistake to pick up the plane yourself, and it might be more appropriate to send Raven and Yaksha to pick up the plane, they have more in common, or it would be impossible to pour these three guys into concrete pillars and drive them into the salt flats...... Yuan Zhisheng thought silently.

"Attention the people in the black Humvee in front of you! We are Kanagawa Prefectural Police! You are suspected of a violent crime, stop and be checked immediately! Immediately lay down your weapon!" The horn sounded, and the quiet highway in the distance was filled with police cars, and heavily armed policemen were already aiming their guns in their direction along the highway line.

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei was shocked and looked at Yuan Zhisheng, "Isn't your underworld organization legal in Japan? Why did you bring the police here?"

"The organization is legitimate, but your identity is not legitimate, look where this is." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Lu Mingfei looked around and scratched his head a little: "What the hell is this place? Shouldn't we land at Narita Airport?"

"Without Narita Airport, the academy wants this mission to be kept secret throughout the whole process, so you can't leave a record at customs." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"So we're stowaways now?" Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

"Are you so strict in Japan when it comes to smuggling immigrants? We had just gotten off the plane when hundreds of guns were pointed at us! Is this a smuggler or a bandit?" Lu Mingfei said.

"Obviously it's not as simple as catching stowaways," Caesar pulled out his binoculars and glanced at them, "They even have Remington 700 sniper rifles, which is already the most energetic of the Japanese police's regular equipment, and it seems that we have another problem."

"Listen, people in the car! You've got ten seconds to get out of the car! Otherwise, we'll shoot!" The shouting became stern.

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang, Caesar and Yuan Zhisheng in turn: "Then what should we do now? Hundreds of guns are pointed, and we haven't done anything since we just arrived, so we can't be shot on the spot when we smuggle people here, right?"

The latter sentence is said to Yuan Zhisheng.

"They're not eyeing you, they're coming at us." Genjisheng frowned and looked at the female assistant beside him, "Sakura, did Yaksha and the crow go out in my car?" ….

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"I set out at four o'clock in the morning last night and returned to sweep away a nightclub run by Russians in Yokohama, and those Russians smuggled dozens of women from Russia to Japan every month, sent them to the nightclub to force them to become prostitutes, and did a leather and meat business to pay smuggling fees, and if they did not want to obey, they were tortured or killed directly. Several other local nightclubs complained to the family, but the Russians refused to accept the family's investigation, so the family decided to teach them a lesson, and it was the Nakshatra's friend who received the task, and the two of them went to help." The female assistant named Sakura said, "You know the way Yaksha does things, and he burned down the shop on a whim."

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up, here he comes! The classic plot of the underworld is here! The names "Crow" and "Yaksha" are very quaint at first sound, and burning down a nightclub that forces good people to become prostitutes sounds very extreme, and it is best to kiss your beloved Russian girl in front of the raging fire in the ruins of the nightclub.

"It's as simple as that?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"It's a bit bigger, that nightclub is a 120-year-old old building that has been renovated and is protected by law, so it has attracted the attention of the Metropolitan Police Department, and a wanted warrant for the arsonist has been issued." Sakura said. "You know they didn't even go to high school, so it's hard for them to recognize antiquities."

"It's not enough to make such a big fight." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "There should be something else."

"The reason why those Russians dare to go against the family is mainly because the director of the local police station is acting as an umbrella for them, so the Yaksha and the crow ......" Sakura hesitated.

"Damn! They killed the police commissioner?!" Yuan Zhisheng finally became furious.

"It's ...... It's not that big, they're just perverts, they haven't evolved into perverted murderers yet." Sakura smiled awkwardly.

Yuan Zhisheng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right

Okay, what did they do?"

Sakura's face was a little strange, and she hesitated for a moment before saying, "The police commissioner has a mistress who helps him with all kinds of illegal business, and Yaksha and Raven rushed into the mistress's house, dragged her out of the bed, wrapped her in plastic wrap, and filled her with sashimi and sushi, and made a human body and put it in the police commissioner's office. Now it's the police commissioner who is shouting, and they probably locked the license plate of the car."

"You're right, they're indeed perverts." Yuan Zhisheng said expressionlessly, "And it's still stupid, this stupid provocation is just to provoke the other party, just do it, and dare to do it so openly, can't they cover the license plate?" There's no work ethic at all!"

"With such nonsensical subordinates, the most introspective should be the superiors, right? If this kind of person is in the student union, he won't be able to mix in for even a week." Caesar said.

Lu Mingfei listened attentively, nodded again and again, and interjected and asked, "Those two, uh, 'Raven, brother and' Yaksha, brother, really didn't go to high school?" I think they're pretty artistic."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Mingfei and then at Caesar, but did not speak.

Caesar was speechless for a while, Lu Mingfei was also a member of the student union, and he was also a big man in the student union, which is why he hated Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang didn't talk much, but even if he didn't speak, he could hit his point. ….

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"Listen, people in the car! Take your last chance! We're going to start counting down!" The police commissioner shouted.

"It's been two minutes, why did they start counting down?" Lu Mingfei glanced back, and he remembered that they should only be right for ten seconds.

"A police commissioner doesn't have the authority to order a shooting, he should have called his boss for advice." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"Means he can shoot now, right?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, "Then what are we talking about here?" Hurry up and get out of the car, anyway, we didn't burn the nightclub, and we didn't see his mistress's body, so let's not take the blame, okay? We said we were smuggled here to work."

"The police probably won't believe this kind of confession." Caesar reached out and lifted the tarpaulin from the third-row seats, underneath which were a single missile, two pistols, and two military shotguns.

Now, the identity of good citizens has left them, and with these weapons, they are not guilty of a small crime.

"Let's go first." Yuan Zhisheng started the Humvee and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

A loud noise of the engine roared and it was the Sleipnir taking off.

"Oh no, we can't even go back now." Lu Mingfei said.

"It's too late if it doesn't leave," Gen said.

Lu Mingfei saw that there was a black shadow of a fighter on the sea in the distance, which was obviously an F-16D fighter of the Japanese Self-Defense Force, and the Sleipnier was not afraid, as if it was going to fight back.

The secret door under the belly of the Sleipnier opened, and the missile pylons stretched out, and Lu Mingfei saw that the two mounted missiles were clearly Sidewinder missiles!

"Is this going to war?" Lu Mingfei muttered.

"Call the Sleipnir! Call the Sleipnier! Put the missiles away! Do you want to go to war in Japanese airspace?" Yuan Zhisheng picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted.

"It's fine, it's just an airburst bomb to scare them." The pilot only replied with one sentence.

"It's more of a problem now." "The Self-Defense Forces have probably been alarmed, and if we were arrested, it would not be as simple as going to the police station, but we would be tortured by a group of soldiers in the Self-Defense Forces prison and asked us to tell us which country we were spies from," Gen said.

"What then?" Lu Mingfei was a little dumbfounded, he really hadn't seen this battle, from a secret agent who saved the world to a wanted criminal who worked against a government, this identity change was a little too big, and he was not mentally prepared.

"Don't worry, the Japan branch will ensure your personal safety." "This is Japan, our territory, and here we make the rules."

"Then we'll wait and see what the Japanese branch means." Caesar said.

Genji smiled, and then called out to the female assistant beside him, "Sakura."

"Understood." Sakura suddenly slipped out of the passenger seat and went to the back of the car.

This gentle and lovely girl was like a silent blade at this moment, with a quiet and sharp aura, she took off her suit and shirt while crawling, revealing the black jumpsuit underneath, the black fabric was full of all kinds of metal blades, she crawled towards the third row with Lu Mingfei, Lu Mingfei could smell the plum blossom-like cold fragrance on this girl's body, and his face was slightly feverish, because Sakura's figure was unobstructed at the moment.

"Ninja?" Chu Zihang understood.

Sakura opened the Hummer's rear hatch and her figure flashed, flipping onto the roof as if it had no weight, like a black spider clinging to it.

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