Inuyama He played with the wine glass in his hand, and his eyes were low: "The teacher is really conceited as always, does he want to shock the current Japanese branch with such a person?" ”

"Master, do you need us to test it?" An old man next to him bowed his head to help Inuyama serve wine on the road.

"Temptation? Forget it, do you think I didn't think about a different way of welcome? ”

As Inuyama's words fell, the docile girls around him also became solemn.

The girls who had been kneeling got up, and Inuyama reached behind their backs and pulled out a long knife from the back of the neck of the kimono. No wonder these girls sat so upright even when pouring wine for everyone, because the handles of the knives were hidden at the neck and the tips of the knives were hidden below the hips, if it wasn't for Inuyama He taking the initiative to pull out the long knife, the guests who were entertained would never have thought that the murder weapon was hidden behind the girl's fragrant carcass.

The long knife slowly passed in front of his eyes, reflecting Inuyama's face, he carefully admired the sharp blade in his hand, but there was a trace of fear in his eyes: "During the banquet, I wanted to attack several times, and even tried to attack directly regardless of my identity, but every time, I felt great fear, and my intuition told me that as long as I made a move, then the Inuyama family would cease to exist." ”

Boom!

The slender sword was poked down by Inuyama, pierced through the long table, and plunged straight into the tatami mat. The two old men and the surrounding maids immediately knelt on the ground, and even the music that had been playing suddenly stopped.

Inuyama He didn't know when he had stood up, his eyes were wide with anger, blue tendons burst out on his forehead, and his whole face was red: "Shame! In front of that person, I didn't even have the courage to do it. It's a shame on me! ”

This is the most unacceptable thing for Inuyama He, for so many years, he has been honing his skills and strengthening his body for more than ten years, just to be able to catch up with his teacher. But now, he can't even beat a student sent by his teacher, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight to the death in front of the other party.

At this time, Inuyama He suddenly woke up, so many years of controlling power had worn out his will, he had indeed obtained more resources, but he could no longer fight for his life as casually as before. Although his own strength has been increasing, his sword has become dull.

After being silent for a while, Inuyama He sat back on the tatami mat in a dejected manner, looking at the people around him who were still kneeling on the ground and did not dare to raise his head, he waved his hand with some interest: "Get up, entertain those two well, don't be rude." ”

"Yes!"

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Park Hyatt Tokyo.

This is the diplomat's suite at the Platinum Joy Hotel, and the door opens to a spacious hide-and-seek living room, where a Steinway piano lies by the floor-to-ceiling window, and the black and white keys are illuminated golden by the midday sun. When you walk through the corridor outside, you can see Mt. Fuji in the distance with its perennial snow.

Such a beautiful view, the price of a day stay can be seen.

After leaving the former club, Keiko sent Zheng and the two directly to the Park Hyatt Hotel in Shinjuku District, where they would be staying for some time to come.

"You two have worked hard today, please rest well, and I will send you a further list of activities in the evening, before you have plenty of time to relax the fatigue of the way, unless you are summoned in the suite or there is an emergency, no one will bother you." Outside the door of the suite, Keiko bowed slightly and closed the door.

Placing his suitcase aside, Zheng Shu walked to the exquisitely decorated living room of the guest suite, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows opening to the east, and looking at the tall buildings as dense as a forest, and the Tokyo Sky Tree stands alone among these high-rise buildings, like a lonely giant.

"The Japanese branch is really rich, we have lived here for so long, these people will not directly charter this suite for a whole month, right?" Mia carefully arranged her luggage in the corner of the room, Keiko's words just now made her feel a little weak.

Seeing Zheng Shu turn his head to look at him, Mia stiffened like a mouse being targeted by a snake, and it took a long time before she came up with a sentence: "Can you give me a little time to take a bath?" ”

"Go ahead." Zheng Shu nodded, reached out and pretended to touch it in his pocket, "Take this, use this thing as a shower gel when you take a bath." ”

Zheng Shu raised his hand and threw a white transparent plastic vial into Mia's arms, looking at the vial in his hand, Mia glanced at Zheng Shu suspiciously, hesitated for a moment or opened the bottle and sniffed it. To her surprise, the liquid in this white vial had almost no special taste, just an ordinary fragrance.

In the end, she still didn't refuse Zheng Shu's request, but in the process of walking to the bathroom, she muttered secretly: "Could it be that I'm outdated, and people are so perverted now?" Also carried shower gel ......"

Zheng Shu ignored Mia's secret muttering, the little white bottle just now was made by him temporarily, and the liquid in it could neutralize the smell on Mia's body.

He didn't know exactly what Herzog's sinister guy wanted to do, but if the plan went too well, the other party would probably hide in a short time, so it was better to create some surprises for them and see how he reacted. It doesn't matter if the other party gives up immediately, if he is lucky and Herzog sends someone out to make trouble again, Zheng Shu may be able to find the other party's lair along this clue.

Turning to sit on the sofa in the living room, Zheng Shu pulled out a glass syringe from his pocket, which he had found from the rampaging half-blood.

Looking at the glass syringe in his hand, Zheng Shu's expression was dark, the process of the half-breed going berserk and alienating today and finally turning into Deadpool was very strange, but it also made him feel very familiar.

Zheng Shu has also learned a lot of relevant knowledge after being in Kassel Academy for so long, and the transformation of half-breeds into Deadpool is actually a very long process. Unless there is a special stimulus or the natural blood is too high, ordinary hybrids will alienate into Deadpool, mostly due to the dragon blood explosion caused by intense mental stimulation.

However, although it is called a dragon blood explosion, in fact, this process can be called a long one, and ordinary half-bloods have already caused mental collapse and abnormalities due to the growing dragon bloodline before this.

But because they haven't completely lost their rationality before this, they won't be so blatant in sabotage, so the vast majority of hybrids exist mainly as psychopathic murderers for a long time after they get out of control.

At the same time, the outward manifestation is that their body parts are constantly alienated, and most of them are manifested by the growth of scales or fangs. When many runaway hybrids were discovered by the Enforcement Department, they had basically turned into half-human, half-dragon form, and under the stimulation of death, the dragon's blood would explode twice, allowing the hybrids to quickly transform into Deadpool form.

But Zheng Shu, the Deadpool he met this time, saw very clearly, it took less than ten seconds for the other party to go from no alienation at all to complete alienation to Deadpool, and his spirit had collapsed and lost his mind before Deadpool was transformed.

Zheng Shu has only seen this situation twice.

One was Chu Zihang's body alienation due to the loss of control of the Violent Blood Technique, and the other was the life-and-death crisis he encountered when he had not fully stepped into the world of half-bloods (Chapter 5).

"Motorov cocktails." Zheng Shu narrowed his eyes and called out the name of the medicine that originally existed in the glass syringe. "I didn't expect that, we already have a grudge so early, Herzog!"

With a sharp grip on his fingers, the power of the dragon king exploded, and the glass syringe was vaporized instantly, leaving not even a trace of residue.

"That's too coincidental, I've always had clear grievances, and if there is revenge, I will take revenge, and I was a little sorry that I couldn't take revenge in person, but I didn't expect the base camp to be here." Zheng Shu sat on the sofa and closed his eyes, with a smile of "nuclear goodness" on his mouth.

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……

The corpse of the blue-faced and fanged Deadpool was lying on his back on the roof of the luxury car, the blood flowing in the sunken part emitted a faint white smoke, and the face with his forehead pierced through it maintained a hideous expression until death.

The dimly lit room was silent, except for the faint glow of the picture on the big screen.

The man sitting at the end of the conference table waved his hand slightly, and the person holding the remote control behind him immediately pressed the button, the projector turned off, and the incandescent lights in the conference room were lit.

The man's fingers tapped lightly on the table, allowing the eyes of those around him to focus on him.

This is the meeting room of the Executive Board on the 27th floor of Genji Kogyo Co., Ltd. in Chuo-ku, Tokyo, and the person who sits at the end of the conference room is none other than the head of the Minamoto family, the head of the Minamoto family.

"Let's talk about it, what do you think?"

These are all elite cadres of the Executive Directorate of the Japanese Branch, but they can't help but fall silent in the face of this incident.

"It's ...... Terrible. Someone tentatively commented, "Except for the young master, no one here should be able to do it to such an extent." ”

"I can't do it." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head decisively.

He looked down at the photo in front of him again, the piercing wound on Deadpool's head was clearly visible, judging from the changes in his body, the other party had been alienated quite deeply, and the defense of the scales on his body could completely resist small-caliber pistol bullets.

At the very least, a heavy machine gun with a full-power armor-piercing round would have been required to inflict this level of penetrating wounds, but it is clear that no one was carrying such a heavy weapon in the environment at the time.

(End of chapter)