Chapter 94 You are Yuan Zhisheng

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 94 You are Yuan Zhisheng

"What?!"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned and grabbed Yasha and Sakura with his backhand. The power given by the emperor's blood allowed him to easily drag the two of them out of the Paradise Pavilion at high speed.

A minute later, the entire Paradise Hall flew into the sky.

Looking at this slightly absurd scene, the corners of Yuan Zhisheng's mouth twitched slightly.

Although he knew that the commissioners coming to the headquarters this time were unusual, he did not expect that their acting style would be so wild.

This group of explosive maniacs did not come to Japan to demonstrate at all, but to start World War III.

"These guys at the headquarters are so rude, young master, I must teach them a lesson this time."

Yasha gritted his teeth and said.

If he hadn't discovered it quickly, half of the elites of the Eight Sheqi Family and the Young Family Head would have flown into the sky together with the Paradise Hall.

Although the young master's speech spirit possesses incredible power, it is useless against dead things.

"Kaguya, have you found out where they went?"

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and asked through the communicator.

"The other party's vehicle has been found and is currently parked in the parking lot of the Conrad Hotel Osaka."

A soft female voice said.

She is Japan's supercomputer, the existence of Norma.

Conrad Hotel, Minamoto knows that place, it is the top hotel in Osaka.

"Are you acting cautiously or wantonly? Junior Brother Lu, you are really unpredictable."

He murmured to himself, becoming somewhat interested in this S-class whom he had never met.

"Sakura, you have to be careful."

Yasha secretly poked the girl next to him.

"What are you careful about?"

Sakura asked back.

"Be careful of your young master being snatched away."

Yaksha winked.

"Don't worry, if the young master wants to adopt a nickname, I will be the first to recommend you."

Sakura said calmly.

Yuan Zhisheng's veins were bulging, and he turned around and glared at the two men who were talking openly.

Why did he go crazy in the first place to choose them as his confidants?

Alas, the people around Junior Brother Lu must be very reliable.

Just like the legendary knight's retinue, he is loyal, silent, serious, and only speaks when necessary.

"Let's go and meet the headquarters commissioner."

Yuan Zhisheng waved his sleeves and walked down the mountain.

He was a little uninterested and felt like he had lost for a while before they even met.

"Hahaha, junior brother, we have sent it."

Fingel lay on the Fukuzawa Yukichi lying on the ground, rolling around happily.

After taking inventory of the basement of the Paradise Hall, they found some Molotov cocktails, divine blood, and other dirty things.

After retaining part of it as evidence, they designed a time bomb to completely destroy this filthy place.

Of course, there are also less sordid things.

That is the 30 billion yen stored in the vault, which is 220 million US dollars.

After seeing the neatly coded photos, Fingel pounced on them almost instantly and shouted that he wanted to take all the money away.

Lu Mingfei had no objection. The money was considered spoils of war, and he relied on capturing the Renaissance Chapter in the first place.

Moreover, their money has been put into the accounts of the Menggui crowd, and they may not be able to recover it, and the community fund also needs to be replenished.

"Jingle bell."

The phone in the room rang.

Lu Mingfei tilted his head to signal, and Fingel reluctantly got up from the pile of money and answered the phone.

"Xiao De, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Jackson, someone is here to visit you."

Tokugawa Asaki's voice was trembling.

"I know, let them come up."

Fingel hung up the phone.

"Mr. Jackson said he understood."

Tokugawa Asaki said fearfully to the person next to him.

Although the other party didn't do anything excessive, these people wearing embroidered suits of Yaksha and female ghosts looked amused at first sight.

He also signaled to his subordinates to call the police secretly, but no calls could be made from either landline or mobile phone.

All entrances and exits were blocked by Taoist elements armed with swords.

This luxury hotel has become an island in the city.

"Mr. Jackson, who are you?"

Tokugawa Asaki had endless questions in his heart.

A few minutes later, the doorbell to Conrad's suite rang.

This time, Fingel went to open the door without Lu Mingfei's signal.

There is no way, his status in the society has always been at the bottom of the pyramid.

What's even more sad is that even if new people come in, this doesn't seem to change.

"Who are you? You stayed up in the middle of the night and came to disturb people counting money."

Fingel said angrily.

Although the young man in front of him is very handsome and the men behind him are also very imposing, what does this have to do with him.

"Kassel Academy Japan Branch, Executive Director Minamoto Chisao."

Yuan Zhisheng struggled for a second on how to introduce himself, and finally chose to be the Japanese branch.

"Are you Yuan Zhisheng?"

Lu Mingfei looked at him.

"S-level Lu Mingfei?"

Yuan Zhisheng asked rhetorically.

In fact, there is no need to ask, he has already remembered the other person's appearance, which is impressive.

"Then take my punch first."

Lu Mingfei nodded, and then punched out from the sky.

Yuan Zhisheng's pupils shrank, the fierce fist wind and overwhelming momentum were like gods and Buddhas sending down punishment from the sky to suppress demons.

"Will die!"

The combat intuition given to him by the royal blood warned crazily that if he was hit by this punch, he would really die.

The golden pupils, which were brighter than incandescent lamps, instantly ignited, and the royal blood surged crazily in his body.

As the heir of the royal blood, in addition to his superior physical fitness, Yuan Zhisheng also has advantages that other hybrids cannot match.

That is, the word spirit can be released at an almost instantaneous speed.

Short syllables were drunk from his mouth, and the power of the elements was mobilized by the powerful bloodline, manifesting in the world in the form of spirit spirits.

Yanling·Kingdom!

This is the high-risk word spirit of serial number 91, a mysterious power beyond the scope of human understanding.

The Releaser can make everyone in the field withstand several or even dozens of times the gravity, crush the enemy's bones and press the body into the ground.

Even if the opponent's body can withstand such terrifying pressure, the blood will accumulate downwards under the influence of gravity.
To be continued...