Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

It was raining heavily, the city was covered by rain curtains, and there were bursts of cool air on the streets.

Two people, each holding an umbrella, walked on the city streets of Osaka.

"Sister Jialan, do you want to make a deal?"

Jia Lan raised an eyebrow and said, "Speak."

"I'm planning to build my own power, and I'd like you to help me manage it."

After all, Galan is a guy who has reincarnated hundreds of millions of times. Even if he has never eaten pork, he must have seen pigs run. It should be no problem to ask her for help.

"What about the conditions?"

Jia Lan was not surprised that Lin Xuan wanted to establish his own power, and he remained calm.

"I'll help you matchmake Lin Qiye. You know, Lin Qiye is a straight guy..."

"make a deal!"

Without waiting for Lin Xuan to finish, Jia Lan interrupted him directly, and his calm expression disappeared.

"But I promised you that you must show me the results, otherwise I will never let you go."

"Don't worry, I guarantee that Lin Qiye won't be able to escape from your Five Finger Mountain."

Lin Xuan shrugged and made a joke.

But he was laughing in his heart.

If he lets Galan manage the power, he will definitely give him a share of the profits.

When Jialan sees Lin Qiye working as a gigolo, he will definitely not want others to order Lin Qiye. He might even book Lin Qiye's place every day. By then, he doesn't believe that there won't be sparks.

The Cowherd Inn belonged to An Qingyu, but now he has given it to himself.

At that time, the dividend funds distributed to Galan will still return to him.

Lin Xuan had fun, recovered dividends, and gained valuable information about Lin Qiye's dark history.

Three wins means he wins three times!

Jia Lan glanced at Lin Xuan and always felt that something was wrong.

She recalled Lin Xuan's previous unreliable behavior.

Forget it, let's try it out. After all, Qiye is too straight-forward.

Life is not easy, Jialan sighed.

Along the way, Lin Xuan told Galan about some precautions, including Japan's surveillance system, the oracle, and some information about his forces, etc.

Galan knew many of these things, after all, he had been reincarnated so many times, but the show still had to be performed.

If you expose it directly, it will make the atmosphere very awkward.

After returning to the Black Wutong Club, Jia Lan stared at the Black Wutong sign for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"what happened?"

"Nothing, what does it say?"

Galan immediately adjusted his expression and became confused.

"Oh yeah, I forgot you don't speak Japanese, Sister Jialan. It's okay, you can talk philosophy with Yurikei later."

Lin Xuan seemed to have just remembered that Jialan didn't speak Japanese.

At this time, everyone in the store also noticed the newcomer and turned their heads.

"Lin Jun, what is this?"

Yuuri Heizhe turned and looked at Lin Xuan.

"We're asking you to teach her Japanese in the next few days."

"okay."

Yuuri Heizhe nodded, immediately realizing that this was another outsider.

Zhao Kongcheng and Chen Muye also looked over here and noticed the "savage" standing next to Lin Xuan.

After seeing the man's face clearly, their eyes immediately softened, and Chen Muye's eyes even showed kindness.

They recognized that this was their Nanaya's girlfriend, and she was half a family member.

Zhao Kongcheng put his right hand into his arms, hesitating whether he should take out the mask and put it on his face.

After all, they are still dead on the surface.

But wearing it now does seem like an attempt to cover up something.

Galan also saw the two faces clearly and froze in place.

"Sister Jialan, let me introduce you to my two friends, Lao Zhao and Lao Chen."

Lin Xuan began to introduce himself confidently.

The appearance of Galan was purely a coincidence.

But since Jialan has come to Japan and to Hei Wutong, it is impossible for Zhao Kongcheng and Chen Muye to wear masks all the time and hide their true faces. It is better for them to be open and honest.

He also wanted Galan to beat him... ahem, since he was helping him, he naturally had to give him a certain amount of trust.

Galan is a smart person, especially since both of them know each other's secrets, she will not tell anyone.

Even if he really told Lin Qiye, it would be fine. It wasn't something shameful.

Even Lin Qiye himself had some guesses.

He still hasn't told Lin Qiye that Lao Zhao and the captain are alive, simply because he wants to find an opportunity to give Lin Qiye a big beating.

At this time, Jialan seemed extremely reserved facing Chen Muye and Zhao Kongcheng, as if she was a little girl who was ignorant of the world.

"Uncle Chen, Uncle Zhao, hello. My name is Jia Lan, and I'm a member of the Fifth Special Team."

She wanted to say that he was Nanaya's friend, but she stopped herself in the end.

"Okay, Xiaolan, sit down."

Chen Muye quickly stood up and pulled out a stool for Jialan. At the same time, he took the bag of melon seeds from Zhao Kongcheng and handed it to Jialan.

"Xiao Lan, do you want some melon seeds?"

Zhao Kongcheng looked at Chen Muye, then turned and looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes full of disbelief.

Damn it!

At this moment, Captain Chen looked like a kind old father entertaining his satisfied daughter-in-law.

Lin Xuan took out the communicator from his arms and began to contact Matsuda Mei to arrange work for Galan.

Jia Lan sat beside Chen Muye stiffly, answering Chen Muye's various questions about family matters in a stammering manner, feeling very uncomfortable.

"elder sister."

A tender child's voice sounded in Jialan's ears. Jialan turned around and saw a cute girl who looked like a porcelain doll.

The little girl looked like a little angel who had fallen into the mortal world. She was blinking her big eyes at Galan, pinching the hem of her pleated skirt with her two little hands, looking a little nervous.

Jialan looked at the girl and was suddenly stunned.

It's nothing, the girl is just too cute.

The girl stammered, "Hello, my name is Yuan Zhihualing. It's our first meeting. Please... well."

Jialan's maternal love instantly overflowed, and she picked up the girl without saying a word, as if she had transformed into the Goddess Shiji.

"Well, sister."

The girl was squeezed so hard between two soft lumps that even her face began to deform.

She pushed Galan hard but found that she couldn't move him at all. She couldn't help but turn her gaze to Yuan Zhilu who was standing beside her for help.

Yuan Zhilu turned his head and looked out the window.

I'm sorry, my sister, this is Lord Uesugi's friend, please bear with it.

Yuan Zhilu thought to himself that he did feel guilty, but not much.

Yuan Zhihualing had a resentful look in her eyes and secretly took note of her brother.