Back in London, Sakura hurriedly said goodbye and returned to the casino with the four special ninjas.
Yi Chenguai smiled and whispered: "Look, this teaches us a lesson.
Don't easily provoke those people whose specific strength we don't know, otherwise we will suffer big losses.
It's really strange.
I don't know who made his subordinates Suffered a loss" Jester shook his head in confusion: "I don't understand.
According to common sense, if those ninjas adopt a sudden attack, those priests will definitely be in bad luck.
Unless someone from the Inquisition is present, it is possible to stop their attack. .
But the tribunal and the ordinary clergy have always been incompatible with each other, and they will not be guarding the church."
Yi Chen smiled: "Isn't there a church in the Tower of London?
Maybe Ying's people rushed inside...
Well, maybe Ying was praying to God inside, and then those idiot ninjas rushed over in front of him It would be unlucky to attack that priest.
Sakura may be able to fight Arthur, but the most powerful ninjas under him are not strong enough. " Jester licked his lips with his blood-red tongue and said excitedly: "Boss, let's go with Sakura to see the excitement today.
There may be something good."
Yi Chen laughed ferociously: "Phil...
Mr.
Kane is not here, but you seem to be able to control a sniper rifle, right?
You and Mr.
Gore, come with us with sniper rifles and anti-tank missiles.
If they really fight Well, let’s take the opportunity to kill Arthur.”
Phil laughed and shouted: "Happy to oblige, boss, I really want to smash that Arthur's head.
His men injured me, and my brother, I must kill him."
Yi Chenman said: "It will happen, it will definitely happen, I promise, Phil.
The mountain of light is still shining brightly waiting for us to go, and I don't want to waste this opportunity...
Oh, and there is black Prince, these exquisite jewels, my God, will make Feili crazy."
Jester murmured in a low voice: "I hope that idiot Kane remembers to buy something for our Miss Feili, otherwise he will be dead."
Back in Chinatown, Yi Chen had just finished washing up and was about to eat something and drink some drinks to refresh himself when Phil walked in with a depressed look on his face: "Boss, the boss of MI6 is here...
See you there.
Is she?"
Yi Chen's hand holding a small pie froze in the air for a moment, blinked, shrugged and said, "Mr.
Phil, do you think it's possible for you to drive her out?"
Phil shook his head: "I'm afraid not, boss, she brought more than twenty agents here.
If we send out manpower to drive them out, I'm afraid Chinatown will be closed in half an hour, and we will have to spend the night in the cell. " Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "Then, please invite our respected grandmother to come in.
God, I have been following the rules recently.
I have not committed any crime.
There should be no need to be afraid of them.
God will never punish innocent people."
The voice immediately picked up: "But that person must be a truly innocent person, Yi."
Without waiting for Phil to go down, she rushed up with two subordinates herself.
Phil and Gore's subordinates did not dare to Stop her.
With just one word, civil servants from the taxation, environmental protection and other departments can come to Chinatown in three eight-hour shifts a day.
Yi Chen stood up, quickly threw the little pie into his mouth, swallowed it, and said with a smile: "Ah, hello, grandma, I am as pure as water, just like the Thames River."
Without being polite, he sat directly on a sofa close to Yi Chen and said sarcastically: "During the industrial revolution, the Thames River was once a smelly ditch, which is probably similar to your background...
Of course, you It's very clear now, just like the bleached Thames.
But I'm afraid only you know how much silt there is under the water."
Yi Chen motioned to Feili to take away the food and drink, walked over to him, lifted Jester up by his collar, put him on the ground, and sat down.
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Jester laughed strangely, climbed up on the other sofa like a slug, took out a joint of marijuana provocatively, puffed on it, and deliberately sprayed a smoke ring towards it.
Rolling her eyes, she really didn't understand why Yi Chen, a boss who could be said to have direct jurisdiction over the entire underworld business in London, could have such trash-like figures among his close subordinates.
While she was thinking about this problem, another person rushed in from the door of the living room.
Chekov was topless, wearing only a pair of wide briefs.
He ran straight in and shouted crazily: "Aha, boss." , give me the bonus, I..."
Phil covered his mouth with one hand and twisted his head.
Chekov laughed cheaply, waved gently, and said with a disgraceful expression: "Ah, hello, old lady...
Oh, my dress is a bit bad, but that bitch You are responsible for cutting off a piece of flesh from my butt.
Therefore, it is not rude for me to dress up like this.
My wound has not healed yet."
Looking at the almost fainted expression, Yi Chen suppressed the laughter in his heart, pretended to be furious, and roared: "Chekov, you bastard, get out of here, and dress more formally next time before you run out." , at least put on leather shoes for me."
Chekov smiled obscenely, resisting the urge to hit his head with the picture frame on the wall behind him, and said with a smile: "Old lady, I'll treat you to it when you have time.
Italian dinner."
He walked out swaggeringly.
Yi Chen looked pitiful and spread his hands: "Look, look, I am a poor person, my subordinates are all such bastards, I can't do anything now, old grandmother, I am just pitiful now."
It’s just a living thing.
Oh, God, if you are willing to use your secret fund to solve my livelihood problem, I can be truly innocent.”
Angry, he looked at Yi Chen and said, "Ah, you said you have difficulties in life."
Yi Chen nodded like an honest and obedient child and sighed a few times.
Gritting his teeth: "So, do you still have money to go to Italy for fun?"
Yi Chen loudly cried out his grievances: "God, grandma, although my life is not very good now, I still need a certain amount of entertainment.
I must learn to rest in order to work better.
Otherwise, how can I support myself so much?"
"My subordinates, look at this Mr.
Jester.
Apart from eating, drinking, and taking drugs, he keeps getting into traffic accidents.
He wastes my money like this."
Without waiting for a reply, Yi Chen quickly moved the topic aside: "What's more, the average debt ratio of adult men in the UK is 20,000 to 30,000 pounds.
At least I don't have any debt now.
Compared with most British people, I My character is very good.
The credit limit given by the bank is of the highest standard.
I am a serious person, so you shouldn’t.”
He took the lead and interrupted Yi Chen's self-indulgence: "So I shouldn't trouble you every two days.
Oh God, I don't want to trouble you either.
I understand that the appearance of me and my subordinates will disturb you.
Your business, yes, I came in At that time, at least twenty drug dealers slipped out of the back door, three wanted fugitives slipped out of the back door with pistols, and four villains suspected of murder slipped out of the back door.
These elites are your guests. ,easy."
Gore pushed a cart of wine over, and Yi Chen poured himself a glass.
He twirled the glass and said, "You have a really good memory...
Have you really confirmed their identities?
I will install it at the gate in the future."
Monitor, let them out when you find the villain...
But the people who come to my nightclub are all guests, I can't let them go, they bring a lot of money, I want to save the livelihood of my subordinates. consider."
He took a long breath and stared at Yi Chen with his gray eyes: "Every time I talk to you, I always have a hard time...
Do you understand Yi, you are the best person I have ever met so far.
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"One of the toughest bastards to deal with."
She took the glass from Gore and drank it all in one gulp, then extended the glass over to him.
Gore smiled and poured a different kind of wine into the glass. . . .
It is very easy to get drunk by drinking mixed alcohol.
Yi Chen's body leaned back slightly, with a look of shock on his face: "Is this really true?
God, I am a responsible person...I have never..."
He waved his hand: "As long as there is no evidence, Satan can say that he is the agent of God's will...
That's enough, okay, let's talk seriously, Yi.
You went to Rome, and several families in Rome...
There was almost a riot in the downtown area, but the largest family in Rome had a change of power overnight.
More than 400 people died in the entire city of Rome in one night.
Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Yi Chen took a sip of wine and cursed in a low voice: "Damn God."
Eyes widened: "What did you say?"
Yi Chen said helplessly: "I said, damn God, why does he always let trouble accompany me?
I took a new kid I met to go to Rome to see its temples, the Coliseum, and their ingenuity.
Ancient watering ditch, but God always makes trouble follow me.
When I found something was wrong, I rushed back to London and got away from the place of trouble. " Biting his lip, his gray eyes flashed fiercely: "Where are your subordinate Mr.
Kane and some of the soldiers?
Are they not in Italy?"
Yi Chen pouted: "Come on, I know that charging others with random charges is your specialty, but I have to explain something.
Those people are not soldiers, they are security guards hired by my Black Devil Security Company.
Some of them have earned their hard-earned income."
Poor fellows who support their families with coolies; as for their movements, I admit, They are in Italy, there is no way, since you MI6 are monitoring us all day long, I am a frank person.
A damn Italian rich man, maybe an arms dealer or a drug dealer, invited Mr.
Kane and the others to protect him.
Threatening to take something from him."
Ask him directly: "Name, address, what does the threat person want?"
Yi Chen opened his mouth wide: "Oh my god, why do you ask such an embarrassing question?"
He said without any resistance: "Answer me, Yi...the rich man's name, address, what was he threatened..."
Yi Chen said shyly: "Well, the threater said that he was going to be castrated, and then he would feed his stuff to the dogs...
As for the name and address, these are the business secrets of our security company, and you have no right to ask me to answer."
There was an urge to pick up a wine bottle and hit Yi Chen on the head. . .
The muscles on the cold faces of the two agents behind her twitched a few times, but they did not laugh.
This showed that they were indeed well-trained on weekdays and were not comparable to rubbish like David.
Staring at Yi Chen, he suppressed his anger and asked him in a low voice: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"
Yi Chen raised his right hand and solemnly swore: "If I tell a lie, then let God send me to hell and let me dance with Satan...
God can prove that what I told is the truth."
Yi Chen Chen Chen secretly laughed in his heart: "God damn it, once again, I don't Believe in God...
If you, an old man, really want to send me to hell, go ahead and kill our Sanqing Master.
Three of you will be beaten.
Who do you think you are?"
It will be fulfilled, Yi Chen believes in this, so he never swears by Taoist gods.
There was a deep feeling of powerlessness in her heart.
There was really nothing she could do against a guy like Yi Chen who was so slippery and could not use the same methods as ordinary people.
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Even if she was a powerful official, there was really nothing she could do. .
Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't come to him for the trouble in Italy this time, otherwise, I would really go back mad.
She shook her head and drank another glass.
She was so angry that she didn't even notice that the wine in the glass was different every time.
Gore filled another glass with a simple smile, respectful, enthusiastic and attentive.
There are forty-seven bottles of different types of wine on this wine cart, and Gore has changed four. . .
He took a breath, fanned the marijuana smoke that Jester had breathed out with his hand, and asked Yi Chen: "So, do you know what happened in London yesterday?"
Yi Chen's eyes wandered for a few times and he asked seriously: "Is there another terrorist attack?"
I feel relieved.
Just admit that you know.
I think it is simply impossible for you, the leader of the London underworld, to not know about the news at all.
She nodded: "Yes, what do you think of that incident?"
Yi Chen looked confused: "God, what on earth happened?
Did someone blow up No. 10 Downing Street...
God, did they blow up Buckingham Palace?
This is really a huge loss.
After St.
Paul's Church was destroyed, Buckingham Palace also . . .
Could it be that their next target is the British Museum?”
He raised the wine glass with his hand. . .
She is not a person who has no composure.
On the contrary, within the intelligence system, she is famous for being extremely gloomy.
However, when facing Yi Chen, she is always uncontrollably aroused.
Do you want to smash this wine glass out?
A trace of cold murderous intent flashed in Jester's eyes, which made him give up this idea.
Is this rogue-like Jester actually such a powerful person?
I can feel it.
When Jester's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he looked like a giant cobra coiled together, ready to pounce at any time.
Break your own neck.
After draining another glass, Gore poured her another glass with an even brighter smile.
He shook his head and said: "Yi, we have reached an agreement.
Well, you should be more serious.
If you offend me, it will not be a good thing for us.
You see, I respect you.
This is the first time that I am not so bright about an identity."
People say this.
I hope we can get along more friendly, understand?”
Yi Chen lazily drank the wine in his glass, looked at the two agents in black suits and said, "Say these words in front of your subordinates, God, do you ignore the authority of your boss?"
He laughed softly: "They are not idiots, and they are even less willing to offend someone who can go to Mr.
Huner's manor at will...
Uh-oh, by the way, don't look at us with that look, we are just doing it on a routine basis.
It's just surveillance.
You know, Mr.
Huener is a big shot, and he invited too many big shots to come over that day.
We are responsible for their safety. " Yi Chen looked at it thoughtfully, nodded and said, "Then I won't waste my time.
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Grandma, do you think there might be things that are invisible in the air and can kill people?
All the media don't have them."
Reporting these things cannot be hidden from you.
The witnesses they warned were somewhat leaked...
Unfortunately, some of my subordinates were devout Christians, and I was their boss.
Any strange information will be reported to me as soon as possible.”
Flicking his fingers gently, the anger in his eyes disappeared, and the light of wisdom radiated out again: "Of course I believe it, after all, I have seen similar information.
I just want to ask you, who are those people, and where do they come from?
Where, where do they live...
Don't tell me you don't know.
Dozens of churches were attacked at the same time, and I believe that as long as there are more than ten unidentified people in London. , I’m afraid I can’t hide it from your eyes and ears.”
Gore poured a glass for Yi Chen.
He was so excited that he was ready to make a fool of himself, but he didn't notice that what he poured for his boss was also mixed wine.
Yi Chen glared at Gore, took a sip, thought carefully for a while, and after calculating the serious relationship between them, nodded and said: "I'm afraid of one thing.
If you can't deal with them, I'm afraid, I'm afraid The unlucky one is me.
They will definitely settle the score with me.
I can't take the chance.
I don't want my head to be taken away by a gust of wind."
Stunned, Yi Chen's worries are justified.
Who would risk his life to provide others with free information?
Especially when this person is, in a sense, his opponent.
He pouted, thinking about how to impress Yi Chen.
The best way to deal with a person like Yi Chen is to give him benefits, big benefits are enough, but what can make him tempted?
Yi Chen laughed strangely: "Don't you know why those people attacked the church?"
He was stunned for a moment, nodded, thought for a while, stood up and left.
Yi Chen was startled.
This old woman's brain was too good.
She guessed the answer just by reminding her a little bit.
Yi Chen suddenly became anxious again.
His goal was achieved, but he I haven’t said anything yet about what I just thought about.
So, Yi Chen stood up and took the hand whose face was starting to turn red: "Ah, grandma, I think we should talk again.
I have some important things to discuss with you."
Stopping, thinking about it, he sat down slowly.
Yi Chen rolled his eyes, glanced at the two agents in black, and ordered unceremoniously: "You two, go out and wait for me.
I have something to do with you."
Discuss with Mr.
Yi.”
The two agents strode out without any hesitation.
Then when they were going down the stairs, the foot of the agent behind suddenly slipped and he rolled down with a squeak, knocking over his colleague below.
The two of them fell on the stairs in a daze. around the corner.
Chekov, who was hiding aside, laughed sinisterly.
He controlled the foot of the agent behind him from a distance, causing him to miss the mark and fall down. . .
Chekov went upstairs proudly, not bothering to pay attention to the middle finger that Phil standing at the door of the living room gave him.
Yi Chen heard the noise outside and saw what happened.
He couldn't help but smile and said, "Maybe your subordinates need more training.
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They fell down when they were going downstairs."
After hearing the noise, she naturally would not suspect that it was Yi Chen's people who did it.
A normal person would not use such childish actions to retaliate against others.
She could only be angry at her subordinates for not living up to expectations and losing face.
Shaking his groggy head, he asked: "So, Mr.
Yi, what else do you have to do?
I think I already know some things this time.
Of course, you didn't leak it."
Yi Chen persuaded diligently: "Come on, come on, have another drink, um, have another drink, I have good wine here.
Although you are the boss of MI6, you may not be able to find such a complete range of good wine.
Yes, Gore, pour it for grandma, by the way, don’t worry about the rules of pouring wine, fill the glass to the rim, please, please, finish it.”
Yi Chen watched as he drank another full glass, and then said with malice: "Ah, your drinking capacity is really good, much better than mine...
I handed over all the information you gave me last time. " Nodding, he put his hand on his forehead and said: "Huena, you have found a good person to cooperate with.
He is a very ambitious old guy, and he is powerful.
He may be able to achieve my goal.
Let this damn cabinet get out of here."
"Britain cannot be ruled by such incompetent people."
Yi Chen filled her head diligently and said with a smile: "Of course, but aren't you worried about your status?
Maybe after they come to power, you will be the first to be replaced."
Shaking his head, he said with a smile: "Young people, they won't touch me easily.
They don't understand our internal operations.
Of course, Hu En will definitely get out, but I will not lose my position.
I There is no threat to them, why should they provoke me?
As long as they have control of my immediate boss, they have control of me.
I am only loyal to my duties, and politics has nothing to do with me.”
This sentence interrupted all Yi Chen's next words.
Yi Chen looked at it depressedly and muttered in his heart: "You old woman, you don't care about politics, so why are you kidding me by selling me those top-secret and top-secret information...
But if you say that, I won't There is no other way.
Let’s play slowly.
As long as I’m careful and don’t let you take advantage of me, you can really send troops to blow up my Chinatown.”
He said goodbye with a smile and walked out with a little wobble.
Yi Chen watched him leave and thought about it with a smile.
Walking to the street outside China City, she gave the two agents who followed her in a lesson.
She scolded them in a low voice: "You bastards, you are so embarrassing.
Go back and give me a hundred hours of special training.
Do you understand?"
" As the motorcade slowly drove away, Jester exhaled a puff of smoke and said happily: "This spy chief didn't arrest my boss, but I took drugs in front of her."
Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders: "You take out ten kilograms of heroin in front of her, and she won't even pay attention to you...
Ah, what do you think my dear old grandmother will do to those cute Japanese ninjas?
Send out soldiers to encircle and suppress them.
That’s death.”
Jester raised his hand: "Poison gas" Phil pondered and said: "A lot of time bombs."
Gore thought for a while: "Five hundred snipers were sniping at the same time."
Chekov changed into a pair of beach shorts, looked at Jester with greedy eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "What else can she do?
Without evidence, this old maid will probably cut off the water and electricity, and let the tax collectors work all day long.
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Come and harass people.
After all, the Japanese still want to do business in the UK, and the Japanese are not invincible and they dare not resist openly. " Maybe there is something in common between the old lady and Chekov.
An hour later, the water and electricity supply of the Yamaguchi-gumi casino was cut off.
Sakura, who was visiting Takakura's injury, was stunned for a moment and cursed loudly: "Baga." . . .
The British are really bastards.
They can’t even guarantee normal water and electricity supply.
Let me check.”
As a result of the inquiry, the other party told the two ninjas in an official tone: "Oh, the lines are all normal...
Sir, how about we send someone over to check it out?"
Poor ninjas, they have mastered superb killing skills, but they Not knowing even the most basic circuit maintenance, those agents from MI6 happily installed countless miniature cameras in every corner of the Yamaguchi-gumi casino.
Those cameras manufactured using the latest technology were only as thick as a pencil lead, and even with Sakura's eyesight, she couldn't notice them.
And Sakura had already made up her mind before the agents came to serve her.
She was going to the Tower of London to take revenge on Arthur and the three holy knights. . .
He selected thirty-six special nin to follow him, preparing to cause a scene.
Arthur and the other four were currently rescuing the eleven unlucky Knights of the Round Table in a special care hospital.
What Arthur could not accomplish alone, with the help of the three holy knights, the powerful fluctuations of holy power slowly forced out the true fire in the bodies of these Knights of the Round Table.
Their high-fever muscles slowly cooled down, and their bodies It also returned to normal from being like a red-hot lobster.
The three holy knights watched in horror as wisps of fire emerged from the wounds of the Knights of the Round Table.
They shook their heads and said, "Arthur, your opponent is too scary.
What kind of weird power is this?
It's too scary.
Remember, Qian We must not let such weapons harm our bodies, otherwise even if we win, our vitality will be greatly damaged. " Arthur nodded indifferently and said: "I understand, by the way, Skel, I ask you to come and help me.
His Majesty the Pope is not dissatisfied, right?"
Skell, the one who seriously injured Jester, the one who wielded the foil sword, shook his head and said with a smile: "The British royal family is a staunch ally of our Holy See.
The Pope attaches great importance to our friendship.
Why?"
I will definitely not be angry.”
The other tallest one, the Holy Knight who seriously injured Gao Cang with a sideways collision, said coldly: "No need to talk nonsense, since they are fine, let's go find those bastards...
They actually, actually massacred them.
Nearly all the clergy in London.
I'll crush their heads."
Skell frowned: "That's enough, Hagen, don't be too impulsive.
The matter has been reported to the Holy See.
Maybe it was done by the Dark Council, or not...
The Dark Council will not report it to the choir members.
You know this.
Maybe there is a new enemy, Arthur, who once attacked the Tower of London."
Arthur shook his head and said: "I'm not sure, but their powers are completely different and their attack methods are different.
I don't know...
Anyway, I have asked your Majesty to put pressure on our intelligence department.
I think it should be The information will come soon."
Hagen shook his head: "No, Arthur, I don't trust those incompetent people.
Apart from wasting God's grace, what else can they do..."
Arthur was silent and clenched his fist angrily.
Sakura had already changed into a bright red samurai uniform, with a long white cloth tied to his head, and a long black sword floating beside him.
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He sat cross-legged in the pine forest behind the casino, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, striving to reach the peak of his condition.
As if sensing the murderous intention in his master, Shayue chirped softly.
As for Yi Chen, this bad guy, along with Jester, Feili, Phil, and Gore, along with a bunch of powerful weapons, had hid on the top of a high-rise building near the Tower of London.
In order not to alert Arthur and others with the energy emitted by their eyesight, Yi Chen and others brought several high-powered military telescopes with the intention of watching a show.
Jester muttered: "I hope it was Arthur who killed their men, otherwise our trip would have been in vain."
Yi Chen said confidently: "It should be true.
The dark group is eager for someone to cause trouble for the Holy See.
They will not interfere with the actions of those Japanese ninjas.
Maybe they will take advantage of the situation and burn down the church...
So, In the current city of London, I really can’t think of anyone other than Arthur who can make Sakura’s subordinates suffer.”
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