Chapter 47: Spending indiscriminately In Paris, a train from a country in Central Europe was slowly arriving at the station.
What stunned everyone was that there were two passenger seats hanging alone behind the front of the car, and behind them was a long freight car.
After the train arrived at the station, one after another high-end cars slowly drove out of the open carriages.
A man with black hair and black clothes was holding a small wooden cane in his hand.
He seemed to be dancing as he walked.
The dancing young man quickly walked out of the seat, escorted by a group of sturdy men.
A bright red pure wool carpet slowly rolled over from the exit of the station.
Four young people of fifteen or sixteen years old wearing embroidered red uniforms slowly extended it to the young man's feet.
A drum band played a welcome song, followed by a cheerful little waltz.
In this extreme luxury, the young man strolled out with a warm smile on his face, his cane behind his back.
The row of luxury cars slowly left the platform under the careful guidance of the station staff.
In front of everyone watching, a bodyguard smashed a stack of about 50,000 euros worth of bills into a station attendant.
He pointed and said, "This is your tip.
Well, thank you for your hard work."
The big man was very big.
He's tall and has a very strong body.
If it's not our Kane, then who is it?
Yi Chen, Feili, Jester, Phil, and Gore watched this luxurious scene from the far corner of the platform.
Yi Chen looked at his white Rolls-Royce with a little distress: "Oh my god, I hope that guy won't use this car to go racing at midnight, otherwise I won't be able to spare him...
I know how much effort I put into it.
Have you arrived at this treasure?”
Fei Lihuan hugged his waist and asked in a low voice: "Boss, where are we going now?
We have a lot of things at hand.
Do you want to make some preparations for those tasks?"
Yi Chen shook his head: "It's not necessary.
Regarding Tokyo, I believe in the strength of Lieutenant Colonel Strogen.
They can definitely kill Yamaguchi.
After all, they are special forces.
They are raiding the entrance of a gang.
If they can't do it quickly, To solve the problem, they can jump into Tokyo Bay themselves.
As for the Mountain of Light...
Well, let's go and see if we don't need to dispatch Kane and the others.
They are executing the first plan of our Black Devil Security Company.
It’s a piece of business.”
Feili blinked her big green eyes: "Boss, we will go to the Tower of London tomorrow night, so what are we going to do today?
If we get back to London, it won't take long."
Yi Chen patted her face: "Let's buy you something you like today...
There have been too many swindlers recently.
They put money into our hands.
If we don't waste a little more, how can we feel good about it?
Phil, Gore, what do you like?
Today we have a big purchase...
Hahahahaha...
Jester, do you need anything else besides marijuana?"
Bai Jiade looked over here and danced his little cane into a stick dance gracefully.
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Yi Chen nodded slightly, put his arms around Feili's waist, and everyone walked out slowly from the other exit. .
In the waters off the coast of Japan, two patrol ships of the Maritime Police Department slowly drove past.
It was dark and the wind and waves were strong.
The patrol officers on the ship glanced around indifferently and then retreated to the cabin.
Inside But with steaming sushi and fine sake, who wants to suffer the wind and waves on the deck?
They had just walked less than a mile out of the sea when a high-speed fishing boat came quickly.
Several fishermen whispered in Japanese: "Baga, where are those bastards, how can we pick up the goods?"
Another person who seemed to be the leader yelled in a low voice: "Shut up, we will be there soon, they will not break the promise...
But, God, where are they?"
The slight sound of the motor came, and the Japanese immediately became interested.
A small boat in the distance looked here for a while and sent out a light signal.
The fishing boat sent back a signal, and the two boats slowly docked.
After a slight collision, a dozen men carrying heavy canvas bags jumped from the small boat to the fishing boat, put down the packages, and jumped back.
A Japanese fisherman asked in a low voice: "What kind of goods are they this time?"
The other party yelled in Russian: "Shut up, have you forgotten the rules?
Complete the commission, but you are absolutely not allowed to ask...
How did your boss teach you yellow-skinned monkeys to hurry up, hurry up, and put it in Shibuya, Tokyo?
A warehouse, the address is xxxxxx, someone will come to pick up the goods within three days, or your boss will kill you, this goods is very important. " The Japanese leader secretly touched the canvas bag with his hand, and within reach were piles of smooth iron products.
From the shape, he could tell what they were.
His expression changed slightly, but thinking about the dividends he could get this time, he gritted his teeth secretly: "Even if it's a nuclear warhead, it doesn't matter if you want to transport it to Tokyo, as long as you have money.
Those ministers, they won't pay attention to us. life, then why should we care about their life and death?
He who has money is God.”
Strogen looked at his watch, threw the Times in his hand into the trash can, and headed towards the boarding lane with his huge luggage bag.
When handing over the ticket, Strogen winked at the lady and said with a smile: "Miss, you are so beautiful... so charming."
Stromgen's rough and tough face, strong body, and charming smile made the young lady feel flustered, her face turned red, and she hurriedly let him pass.
Strogen kept smiling and said in a low voice to his subordinates who were following him: "Without the constraints of military discipline, you can do whatever you want on the plane.
As long as their lady is willing, I won't blame you..."
Several soldiers snickered in low voices and nodded repeatedly.
Chekov yawned and stood up from the large bed.
He casually touched the buttocks of the two girls next to him and walked naked to the living room.
He was surprised to see the weirdo looking at him with wide eyes.
Chekov opened the curtains and asked him strangely: "Hey, dear Japanese samurai...
Oh, that's wrong, Mr.
Japanese ninja, don't you need to sleep?
Look, look, it's late at night outside.
You Japanese Are you so perverted?
I admit that the wound I bandaged may not be very comfortable, but at least you are alive...
Do you think I dare to ask those waiters to bandage it for you?
That would kill you. " The weirdo looked at Chekov angrily, tried his best to move his neck, moved the bandage that tightly strangled his neck down a little, and squeezed out a few words: "You are almost killing me. ” Chekov looked at him dissatisfied and muttered: "Japanese monkey, damn, don't you know how to be grateful?
This is the first time I have saved someone in my life, forget it, ignore you, you don't understand, I Mr.
Chekov is not as knowledgeable as you.
The boss said that you have to be broad-minded to live a long life.
Damn it, no matter how broad-minded a man is, how can he be as broad-minded as a girl?"
Chekov walked into the bedroom talking nonsense and climbed back onto the bed without closing the door.
A few hours ago, despite the strong opposition of the weirdo, Chekov went out again to find two girls.
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The two girls naturally became interested in the weirdo on the sofa.
Chekov smiled strangely and explained: "We were playing s and injured him.
He is resting now."
The two girls looked at the weird man with white bandages all over his body and exclaimed loudly: "Wow, sir, you are really powerful.
You can play like this with men...so awesome."
The weird man gasped on the spot.
Unable to hold it in, he fainted.
Seeing Chekov wandering into the room, there were screams and shouts inside again.
The weirdo reluctantly took a breath and began to use his own Qi according to the mentality of his sect.
He did not dare to go to Chekov again.
If you stay in the room with this bastard husband, he will inadvertently kill you sooner or later.
The weirdo deeply believes this, and he will definitely do it.
The young man next to Yamaguchi was floating quietly over Tokyo, looking at the billions of lights below.
He originally did not have the ability to cross the void, but the sword at his feet helped him.
Gently turning a wine glass in his hand, he quietly poured himself a glass of wine and said with deep feeling: "Winter is coming again.
The winter of the warrior is just like the petals, and the life of the warrior will slowly...
It's so desolate...
It's time to go back to Mount Fuji, where you can avoid the tackiness of the world."
He closed his eyes with satisfaction, content with his sour feelings, and felt that his spiritual cultivation had taken another step forward.
So he used his sword to control people, slashing them down from a thousand meters in the air, and slashed three people with one sword.
A ninja who was stabbing heads between high-rise buildings sighed with satisfaction in the rain of blood: "Sure enough, kendo requires state of mind to cooperate...
I still need to learn more."
The social world in Paris was a little shaken.
A man from a small country in Central Europe, the Marquis de Baigard, who was the sole heir of a mysterious, ancient, noble and closed family, suddenly came to Paris and quickly joined several people, such as After visiting the bridge club, dog fighting club, hunting club, horse racing club and other upper-class things, he declared ostentatiously: "Paris is the garden of the world.
I love it to death...
I hope to find one of the wealthy ladies in Paris."
Lifelong companion."
Rumors always spread quickly, and some curious wives of big shots confirmed through some official channels that everything about this lovely young man was true.
He was indeed the heir to an ancient noble family, and , the Swiss Bank branch in Paris also secretly confirmed that this young man has wealth that can fully match his status, that is to say, he is as rich as the country.
The manager of the branch nodded and said: "Yes, he is as rich as a country.
This gentleman opened an unlimited withdrawal account in our bank and was approved by the head office...
In a sense, a young man , if you can spend 10 million, 20 million, or 30 million US dollars every year, it would be amazing, wouldn’t it?”
The manager also claimed that he had not violated the rules of the Swiss bank, because this was authorized and specially ordered by Mr.
Marquis de Baigard.
Anyone who inquired about his information must give a detailed answer, provided that his privacy was not exposed.
Therefore, the manager is also very happy and proud to publicize that his branch office has received such a high-profile customer.
The powerful wives immediately calculated that the capital required to support such a luxurious life for a young man must be at least one billion US dollars.
Yes, a billion dollars, otherwise the Swiss bank would not have opened such a weird account for him, with unlimited withdrawals, a term I had not heard for a long time.
Of course, many gossip reporters also noticed the luxurious and exquisite decorations on the little cane of Mr.
Marquis de Baigard, as well as the sparkling black pearl on the head of the cane.
They're all treasures, that's it.
As for Mr.
Baijiade's bodyguard group, that group of forty luxurious bodyguards is said to come from a newly established large-scale security company in the UK.
According to the news secretly circulated by some upper-class society, these guys were just a month ago.
The fact that the elite special forces of the Federal Republic of Germany can pay for such a professional bodyguard group highlights the noble status of Mr.
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Marquis de Baigard in a certain aspect. . .
Who knew that our lovely Mr.
Kane didn’t even get a penny of salary?
It only took five minutes for several playboys to become good friends, good brothers, and good buddies with Bai Jiade.
They happily invited Bai Jiade to attend their cockfighting conferences, dog fighting conferences, hunting trips, midnight banquets, and secret friendships.
Souvenirs, etc.
Bai Jiade happily agreed and gave them some not very expensive but very tasteful souvenirs, such as ivory trinkets from the African savanna and so on.
It can be said that Baijiade entered the upper class society in Paris almost instantly.
There is nothing to say.
His demeanor, his talent, and his clothes all show that he is not a nouveau riche, but a real old man.
Descendants of nobles.
When he calmly pointed out the year and place of production of a set of tea sets, as well as the surname of the craftsman who made them, the goodwill of the old gentlemen present towards Bai Jiade reached its peak.
Bai Jiade knew how to give up when things were good for him.
He could not steal the spotlight from the brothers he had just met.
After bowing gracefully to say goodbye, Bai Jiade invited everyone present: "Gentlemen, tonight I will There will be a small banquet, and everyone is welcome.
Mr.
Kane, my address is."
Kane nodded and said: "No. xxxx, Avenue des Champs-Élysées, welcome everyone...
The house has just been renovated.
If there are any flaws, you are welcome to correct them."
When walking out of the club, Kane asked Baijiade in confusion: "Why are you crazy to use five million US dollars to renovate a house?
That's money, you know that five million US dollars can be exchanged..."
Baijiade bumped Kane with his elbow and whispered: "Come on, come on, when we leave Paris, we can sell it for ten times the price immediately.
Believe me, although my expertise is art, But there is still some exposure to real estate.”
Kane looked at him with suspicion.
This guy didn't look like a serious real estate businessman anyway.
He couldn't sell it to twenty people for ten times the price, right?
In a specialty store under the Eiffel Tower, Phil and Gore suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Feili was walking around happily with big and small bags in her hands.
When she saw a few men suddenly stopped, she turned back in confusion and asked: "What's wrong, boss, let's go...
We don't have much time."
Phil pointed to the dark storefront and said, "Feili, boss, let's go shopping with you.
Let's go in and take a look."
Jester sighed helplessly, but no one paid him any attention.
He casually pulled out a marijuana and started smoking happily.
Yi Chen laughed, caressed Feili's face and said, "Come on, dear, let's go and appreciate authentic African art."
Feili smiled, nodded obediently, and was the first to walk into the store.
Some weird statues and masks carved from black wood were hung on the walls, and some strange utensils were placed in order on the ground.
An old black man with a white beard was sitting on a recliner in the room, closing his eyes and concentrating.
Phil gently approached a tambourine and stroked its drum head slowly, his thick hands trembling slightly.
Gore also approached a drum and struck it lightly.
Phil followed up by tapping, monotonous but cheerful, and the fast-changing drumbeats poured out crazily.
The old black man opened his eyes suddenly, and his legs shook uncontrollably according to the drumbeats.
Phil Gore and the old black man made some strange shouts, and the drums suddenly stopped.
The old black man looked at them blankly and hummed a few words in a strange language.
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Phil nodded and pointed at the tambourine: "How much?"
The old black man laughed: "It's for you, it's for you, you are members of our tribe...
It's for you."
Gore shook his head: "No, we are asking how much your store costs.
We want to buy all the goods in your store."
Jester looked at Phil in confusion, yawned loudly, leaned against the store door and whispered: "Why are you buying these things?
Is it necessary?
Phil Gore is no longer an African savage." " Yi Chen gave him a fierce look, and Jester shivered and quickly put out the cigarette butt in his hand.
Back in London, the two brothers were busy in their room for two whole days and nights.
Weird music and songs kept coming.
Jester moaned and screamed: "Oh my God, God, you fucking Let me sleep."
Yi Chen stood at the window and said with emotion: "Listen, Feili, the desolation of the African savannah...it's so wonderful."
Feili shrugged her shoulders and asked indifferently: "Boss, the two of them are so noisy right now.
When are you going to the Tower of London?
The Mountain of Light, I really want to sleep with it..."
Yi Chen resolutely rejected her: "No, I promised Bai Jiade, the Mountain of Light is his."
Seeing Feili's aggrieved look, Yi Chen said with a smile: "Of course, all the other treasures belong to my baby Feili.
No one can touch a finger..."
Feili cheered and jumped up and threw herself on Yi Chen: "Of course you can touch me, boss, but... when will you go?"
Yi Chen pondered for a moment: "I'll go and take a look alone first.
You guys stay at home...
Well, don't worry, I'll be fine.
Just take care of your home.
I'll be back soon...
Maybe I When I came back, I had brought the Mountain of Light with me.”
Reiterating the Mountain of Light once again caused Feili's head to short-circuit instantly.
Without raising any objection at all, Yi Chen had already dodged out of the window extremely quickly.
Yi Chen looked at himself.
He was wearing black clothes today, so it was difficult for others to spot him.
I felt that feeling again, that feeling when I was on the mountain, without any burden or care in my heart, with my whole body relaxed and at ease, and the pleasure of walking in the wind in the mountains every night. . .
The rays of star power passed through his body one by one.
Yi Chen closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the star power penetrating his body. . .
The wind blew by, and Yi Chen's body had swept thousands of meters away.
His whole body was flashing in the air like a ghost, and no one could spot him.
Yi Chen's spiritual thoughts spread far away, and he looked towards the Yamaguchi Casino.
He was surprised to find that the Yamaguchi group had not replenished any manpower.
Yamaguchi was writing to three of them alone, and the four of them were drinking in a dull manner.
I don’t know how they covered up the sudden disappearance of hundreds of people. . .
But considering the sudden visit of the Pope, Scotland Yard would not touch Yamaguchi and the four of them anyway.
Yi Chen suppressed these complicated thoughts and spread his spiritual thoughts to the endless starry sky above.
However, just like before, his spiritual thoughts were intercepted as soon as they touched the outer reaches of the atmosphere.
He didn't know why. . .
Yi Chen did not lose heart, he absorbed the powerful star power to his heart's content, and used his own mental skills to continuously use the new star power to shake his current small universe, and at the same time replenish the power of his travels into the star core.
Yi Chen quickly walked around the Tower of London for a while, and was surprised to find that there was no strong defense force.
Why was it like this?
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According to Bai Jiade, the Tower of London should have a very strong defense, otherwise it would not have been there before.
How come all those mercenaries fell here?
Yi Chen didn't think too much, and worked his mind wholeheartedly, trying his best to break up his twenty-eight stars cycle today and break through to the realm of six shining stars.
Since Tian Xinzi helped him improve to Zhou Tianxing's twenty-eight stars cycle, Yi Chen did not think too much. , Yi Chen's strength has not made much progress yet.
On the way to cultivating Taoism, the right time, right place and right people are indispensable, and no one dares to force it. . .
Surprisingly, he realized that his harassment had begun to cause the circulatory system of the Twenty-eight Stars to start to oscillate.
The turbulent currents in his meridians were flowing in an orderly manner, as if he was massaging himself.
It was extremely comfortable.
These turbulent currents were released, and Yi Chen's body had been A faint layer of silver clouds shrouded it, but the silver clouds kept flashing and the light was dim.
It was not as smooth and flowing as the substance of Tian Xinzi.
Yi Chen had already arrived at the entrance to the basement.
Several cameras were smashed into rubbish by the Star-Shattering Sword Qi he popped up casually.
He didn't care about the interception by the security guards.
In order to avoid trouble, Yi Chen still covered his mouth and nose with a large handkerchief.
With the constantly flashing silver clouds, it was impossible to recognize him.
Yi Chen reached out and pushed towards the heavy door.
The door suddenly creaked and groaned, but the iron door remained stable.
Yi Chen sneered again and again, and the twenty-eight cycles in his body condensed the true essence and quickly threw it out, and two rays of silver light were blasted out again with his hands. . .
At the same time, Yi Chen took a deep breath, and the star power from the outside world rushed into his body from the fontanel, impacting the stable cycle of the twenty-eight stars.
After being broken and then re-established, the six-flaming star cycle that is formed again will be more powerful than the current big cycle. . .
Yi Chen actually started his own training while stealing things.
The door was completely blown in by the huge force.
Amidst the loud noise, Yi Chen's twenty-eight cycles collapsed, and the violent true energy was impacting everywhere in his body.
Yi Chen felt extremely comfortable all over, and he began to control these pure true energy with joy, slowly forming the general structure of the six-flare star cycle.
In the process, more star power poured in and joined the structure of the cycle. . . .
Seeing a beam of light pouring in from Yi Chen's forehead, and his whole body covered in a layer of silver brilliance, a dozen guards who came with guns shook their heads gently and retreated quickly and without chaos. . .
Their leader pressed a button on a bracelet on his wrist.
About twenty seconds later, Yi Chen's Six-Year Star Cycle was about to take shape.
When he looked inside, he saw a brilliant and huge halo surrounding the star core.
In the slight oscillation, there were powerful waves of true energy.
Yuanli is circulating in the body endlessly, and all parts of the body are undergoing another cleansing.
Then, a brilliant sword light without any sound, a sword light that seemed to split the heaven and earth, emitted from the wall of the Tower of London and shot at Yi Chen, who was standing still. . .
Yi Chen retreated quickly.
He felt the huge and irresistible force.
At this moment, his new cycle of six shining stars was about to be completed.
He had no time to dodge, so he could only drive the star power around his body to form He created a force field and dragged his body towards the outside of the Tower of London.
Citizens who were still enjoying nightlife in London saw an extremely weird scene.
A huge silver meteor rose from the ground and flew towards the western suburbs.
Behind it, a streak of white light, hundreds of meters long, full of holy aura, chased after it. , and left his field of vision in an instant.
Yi Chen was angry and furious.
When he clamped his breath and stabilized his six-flare star cycle, his spiritual thoughts continued to mobilize the surrounding star power.
A dazzling lightsaber emerged from the void, and then struck at the Sword light.
However, the speed of the two of them was too fast.
Those lightsabers could only chase the two of them, but could not hit the person who was chasing Yi Chen.
Yi Chen closed his eyes slightly, and the star power poured in faster, and his entire body was enveloped in a solid silver ball of light.
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The man who was chasing with a sword also found that the situation was not good.
The aura coming from Yi Chen was getting stronger and stronger, and an inexplicable sense of crisis made him very uncomfortable.
The man roared fiercely and muttered something unknown, and the sword light emitted from the sword became more than ten times stronger.
The two of them were flying a hundred meters above the ground.
At this moment, there was a bright white light, and it was snow-white for more than ten miles.
A Royal Air Force team was conducting night training in nearby airspace when they saw the incredible scene.
The pilots of the seven fighter jets completed one action in unison, which was to draw a cross on their chests and chant the name of God. . .
As a result, two of the seven fighter jets collided with each other.
Yi Chen suddenly felt a biting chill, and the hairs all over his body stood up suddenly. . .
The sword light roared and pierced into the silver ball of light outside Yi Chen's body.
Yi Chen happened to be successful, and the power of the Six-Year Star flowed away from his body like pearls.
Yi Chen scolded and raised one in panic.
Gathering the star ring, three broken sky shuttles flew out. . .
Driven by the power of the Six Glory Stars, the Star Gathering Ring buzzed and roared.
A green brilliance and a stream of silver brilliance enveloped Yi Chen inside, and three rays of green light shot towards the man. . .
There was no fancy head-on collision between the two sides.
There was a big white sword light.
Yi Chen didn't even have time to say a word before he was split by the terrifyingly huge force.
The Star Gathering Ring made a jingling sound and a deep streak appeared on it.
Deep traces quickly entered Yi Chen's body. . .
Two of the three sky-breaking shuttles were split away, and the remaining green light pierced the sword light with a ray of silver light and passed through the man's body.
Yi Chen vomited blood, took back his Potianshuttle, and ran away in embarrassment. . .
The figure of the man who was chasing Yi Chen was revealed.
He was panting in a bit of embarrassment.
There was a slight blood stain on his shoulder, which was injured by the Tissot.
Although there were no major injuries, the star power contained in the Tissot also made his whole body tremble, making him feel very uncomfortable. . .
Fortunately, the simple cross-handed sword in his hand emitted strong and gentle power, slowly dissolving the star power in his body.
The man raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "My name is Arthur, King Arthur, my ancestor...
I will never allow anyone to offend the dignity of our British royal family...
Remember, sir, this time I Let you go."
Oh, a loud shout came from Po Tiansuo himself.
The powerful true energy accumulated by the Tianxing Sect senior who had worked hard for thousands of years suddenly burst out, and a fountain of blood spurted out from Arthur's shoulder.
Fortunately, the big sword's The power had filled Arthur's body, so it didn't cause much damage.
Yi Chen ran away quickly.
Although he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and was still in pain all over his body, the second round of Six Shining Stars had already taken shape.
As long as Yi Chen was given a chance to prepare, Yi Chen was confident that he would never run away in such an embarrassing manner.
That was called Although Arthur's bastard is powerful, he is not strong enough to kill him with a single sword. . .
Yi Chen summed up two lessons: "When taking action, you cannot practice martial arts; when fighting, you must first release all life-saving things."
If he had not rushed out of the Tissot just now, but had put out the three Star-Gathering Huan raised his sword at the same time, that sword wouldn't have hurt him like this, right?
"Arthur...
Okay, Arthur...
I remember your face...
Wait and see, I'm done with you...
There is such a monster hiding in the British royal family. . . .
Damn it, I forgot about it. . . .
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No wonder those mercenaries are in trouble.
"Bah, Yi Chen spit out another mouthful of blood
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