Dragon Clan: I can only cheat if I can't lose the Dragon King in seconds

Chapter 158 Osaka
"Found someone?"

Yuan Zhisheng leaned against the pitch-black door, holding a lit cigarette between his fingers.

The gray-white smoke curled up and blocked his face, making it difficult for people to see the expression on the face hidden behind the smoke. They could only guess something from Yuan Zhisheng's tone of voice.

"Yes... According to the mission report sent back by Hino Yamahisa and the law enforcement officers in charge of the 17th district, it is indeed the case."

There was also a lit cigarette between Crow's fingers. When the few of them got along with the young master in private, they didn't have much restraint. It could even be said that they were so presumptuous that if they were working under other team leaders or Sheqibajia cadres, they would be indispensable. You have to bear the punishment of cutting off a finger and dipping it in soy sauce before eating it, but there are not so many rules in Yuan Zhisheng.

After all, both Crow Yasha and Sakura know that the director of their executive bureau who is domineering and domineering on the surface is actually just a high-quality salesman who wants to sell sunscreen on the French nudist beach.

"My lord, although my bloodline is not very advanced..." Yasha scratched his head, squatting down beside them, using his shiny leather shoes to concentrate on crushing the cigarette butt he just finished smoking, "I can do this To the extent that this commissioner's lineage is probably even more terrifying than we previously estimated."

"What a pervert."

"Then shouldn't we be more at ease?"

Yuan Zhisheng had a cold face, showing no expression.

"Since he's so strong...we can abolish part of the protection force."

"It's better to remove them all." Crow smiled, "A monster of this level may not even be able to be killed by missiles?"

It's as scary as the young master.He added another sentence in his heart.

"The necessary etiquette still needs to be done." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head lightly, with a faint golden glint in his eyes, "How are you doing with the preparations for the fierce ghosts? Are you clear?"

"Young master, don't worry, if you really want to start, the ghosts will not be the hindrance of our family." Crow said, "But if the family has not officially decided to go to war against the ghosts... Is our action a bit too early? ?”

"And this node is not very good." Yasha took up the conversation, "The commissioner of the headquarters is still here to conduct investigation tasks. If there is a real war, a conflict of this scale cannot be concealed? After all, the commissioner Not an easy role to deal with."

"No..." Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath, and the information about Su Ting emerged in his mind.

He has never seen Angers, and he only infers from the few words of the family elders what kind of stalwart this old man who has been in Japan for more than 60 years in their mouths is, but Angers is always just a vague shadow in his heart. , not what you want.

After meeting Su Ting, just a few short contacts with the S-level commissioner of the headquarters, who is known as Ang's disciple...had helped him gradually fill up the image of Angers in his mind.

In other words, Yuan Zhisheng began to feel that Su Ting and Angers were really similar.

"Even if the commissioner of the headquarters is not here, they will know the situation here, it's just a matter of time."

Yuan Zhisheng's tone was very firm.

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"So this Fengmo Zhisha...was monitored a long time ago because of his unstable bloodline?"

Su Ting flipped through the pages of materials in his hand, took a sip from the teacup on the table, and looked at Hino Yamahisa who was kneeling opposite him.

It seems that the Snake Qiba family only appointed him as their contact person. Whether it is familiarizing with tasks or checking information, this fourth-generation "seed player" of the Inuyama family will do it himself.

"Yes." Hino Yamajiu nodded solemnly, "The measures to deal with dangerous mixed races in Japan are very comprehensive. If any mixed race is determined to have signs of getting out of control, measures will be taken immediately to monitor it."

"Feng Mo Zhisha's dangerous tendency to lose control was not reflected in the first inspection. It was only exposed after the routine inspection after the first special training, so we immediately took surveillance measures."

"Is there a high proportion of dangerous mixed races like this in Japan?"

Su Ting took another sip of tea, and glanced at Hino Yamahisa, who had become a little cramped.

"Well, I'm not very clear about this data. I'm only on duty in the executive bureau and my family, so I haven't deliberately learned about it."

Hino Yamajiu felt a little nervous when Su Ting occasionally cast his gaze.

No one in this situation can talk to Soutine calmly, right?Not long ago, Hino-san had witnessed this murderous man beat Fengmo Zhisha to death with a few punches and kicks.

Although Fengmo Zhisha's pedigree is not that good, it is at least B+ level, and it is almost the same as some weak A-level hybrids. However, such a high-blooded mixed-race transformed Deadpool was crushed by someone purely based on physical fitness!

You must know that the physical fitness is the most strengthened after Deadpool completely loses his mind!

"Well...then I'll ask someone else later." Su Ting nodded. In fact, he asked this question just to tease Hino Yamajiu.

Just kidding, the answer to the question of how high the proportion of dangerous mixed races in Japan is, it is estimated that except for some old guys in the Snake Eight Family, other people may not know as much as him.

"Have you analyzed the remaining components of the reagent that Feng Mo Zhisha carried before?"

Su Ting put down his teacup, and took out a small thumb-sized bottle from his pocket, which contained a drop of almost invisible colored liquid, "If I'm not mistaken, this thing should be a kind of stimulant, right?"

"It's just different from the stimulant used by normal people. This is a special version for mixed races."

He shook the small bottle, "I guess this is the reason why Feng Mo Zhisha lost control."

"It seems that the Japanese branch has a lot of problems... Your control over your own territory is too weak."

This thing is a kind of evolution medicine that Herzog made, but it is a little different from the one I have seen before... Su Ting realized that calling this thing "Molotov cocktail" is really biased, because Maybe the real Molotov cocktail has not come out so far, and what is circulating now is just some "Mendeleev cocktail", "Ivanov cocktail" and so on.

"Just to remind you, let's dig this gadget, your specialties are already everywhere."

"It's everywhere?" Hinoyama paused for a long time, his head froze, but he immediately realized, "Do you mean you've seen this kind of thing before?"

"Maybe." Su Ting clicked his tongue lightly, "I should be glad that Ryuki Hasegawa didn't have such a thing on his body, otherwise he wouldn't be sure to kill that old guy."

In the past two days, some data authority within the Sheqiba family has been gradually released to him, not only about the life and materials of Fumo Zhisha Fuma Sosuke and others, but also some information about Hasegawa Ryukiyoshi.

From the information provided by Snake Hachika, it is impossible to tell what Hasegawa Ryokiyo's words are, but based on the things mentioned in other aspects in the information and Su Ting's own experience, he probably guessed The old monster's speech spirit in the seal should have the ability related to "swallowing", otherwise it would be difficult to explain that he can show the characteristics of multiple speech spirits.

The mixed-blood king can't be picked out by just picking one. Su Ting's modifier is even rarer in the world. In addition, the strength of the abilities he drives is not worthy of the "S" level indicated in the file. Su Ting can almost infer that Come out Hasegawa Takaki's spiritual nature.

This can also explain why this old thing wants to eat mixed races wholeheartedly, in order to seize the ability in their genes.

Hearing this, Hinoyama became even more silent. Facing a guy who can break through the pressure and kill Ryuki Hasegawa, it seems that he should be a little arrogant, not to mention that this person is a student of Angers.

"Okay, let me stay alone for a while, you go to work first."

"Yes."

Hinoyama seemed to have been pardoned for a long time, and he let go of his clenched fist and retreated slowly. He didn't forget to help Su Ting close the door before leaving.

Su Ting did not look at the retreating Hino Yamahisa, but looked down at the documents in his hand intently. Finally, his fingers lightly groped for a small area on a piece of paper, and the rustling sound of his fingertips touching the paper was heard. There was something harsh in this quiet room.

The place where he groped repeatedly had a name printed on it, Osaka.

Fengma Sosuke had been to Osaka once, and although Snake Bajia was still unwilling to tell him what the mission was about, Su Ting almost guessed it.

Anyway, it is common for the mixed-breed urine that walks around like these bombs in Japan to explode from time to time and lose control. The people in the Sheqi Bajia Executive Bureau estimate that at least half of them have something to do with it if they perform tasks.

After the special training is completed, the family elites immediately devote themselves to the task. It is nothing more than the wolves wanting to teach the young wolves how to hunt.

Maybe this mission is not surprising to others, but as a spoiler from the perspective of God, Osaka is a big problem. The Bliss Museum will open in this place in a few years, maybe a ghost How long has the crowd been entrenched in this place.

And if you want to find traces of King General or Herzog, this place is really perfect. Even if there is no Bliss Hall now, it is still very easy to catch a little tail.

"Osaka."

Su Ting placed a thick stack of documents on the table, picked up his teacup and sipped it carefully, but immediately frowned again.

"Fuck, the tea is cold after waiting for so long."

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dong dong dong.

Koike Kazude sat up from the sofa with some doubts when he heard the knock on the door, as if he didn't expect someone to knock on his door.

But even though he was puzzled, he pawed the ground a few times in the dark, dragged and turned on the light switch on the wall, and suddenly a slightly dim white light slightly illuminated the interior layout of the hut.

The room is very small, there is only room for a sofa, a bed and a desk.

In the corner of the hut was curled up a cat with somewhat dull hair. When the light suddenly came on, it moved its body uncomfortably, then curled up and fell asleep purring again.

Xiaochi and De staggered to the door, patted their foreheads and looked through the cat's eyes to see who was knocking on the door.

Koike Kazutoku drank a lot of wine in the bars in the nearby neighborhood tonight, and his mind is still a little unclear. However, this is also the way of life that many low-level coolies in Japan prefer. After work, find a bar or izakaya for a light drink. Have a cup and go home to rest and prepare for the next day's work.

The only difference between Xiaochi and De and them is...he drank a little too much tonight.

The area where he lived was built decades ago, and there are no new gadgets such as modified doorbells. Therefore, if you visit to find someone, you can only knock on the door, and there is no distinction between polite and impolite.

But this glance made Xiaochi and De half sober from the wine in an instant. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked out of the cat's eyes. The people standing outside the door obviously shouldn't appear in this block!
"Have you seen enough?"

A young man's voice came in clearly through some thin wooden doors, and his tone was a bit strange, which made Koike Kazutoku a little uncertain whether it was the Kansai dialect or the Tokyo dialect.

However, this sound reminded Xiaochi and De, he opened the door to reveal a gap, his face was a little confused: "Are you?"

While talking, Koike Kazutoku couldn’t help but look at the young man in front of him. A suit that perfectly fits the figure is undoubtedly the top-level suit of LONNER’s family. This kind of workmanship and material are obviously not the kind that follow the popular route. The ordinary product comes out, but there is some custom meaning in it... Koike and Kazutoku know that LONNER in Tokyo seems to have a master of suits, but I don't know if this suit is made by him.

In short, no matter how you look at it, this young man should not appear in front of Koike Kazude at this time. They stand together like a prince and a beggar, full of incompatibility.

"Is it... Koike Kazutoku?"

The young man ignored Xiaochi and De's question, but started to ask back, but it always felt a little awkward to spit out this name from his mouth.

"I am. What's the matter?"

Xiaochi and De's right hand tightly grasped the thin wooden door, and the veins on his hand showed that he was not at peace at the moment.

The young man just brushed his arm that was holding on to the door lightly, and said lightly, "Oh, it's nothing serious, I just wanted to ask you about the murder you paid for a year ago."

The first half of the sentence made Xiaochi and De's tense body relax a little. Since it was such a nonchalant attitude, he said it was nothing serious... He was not sure about the identity of the young man in front of him, but he could breathe a little bit of relief anyway.

But after the young man finished speaking, Koike and De suddenly raised their faces as if they were electrocuted, and they were about to close the wooden door almost subconsciously.

Why the hell can you say that buying a murderer is as easy as going to the vegetable market on the way to buy some food after get off work at night!

(End of this chapter)