Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

Two massive black shadows rapidly approached from the sky, circling over the sea like circling vultures. They were F-16D fighter jets from the Japan Self-Defense Force, piloted by an ace pilot and armed with air-launched missiles. Apparently, the enemy, sensing the black business jet wouldn't sit still, had dispatched two fighters to block its path.

On the runway, the Sleipnir turned its nose, its underbelly hatch opened, revealing two blood-red Sidewinder missiles. It looked like it was ready for a massive air battle.

But the Sleipner is a Gulfstream business jet, and the F-16D fighter is a violent fighter. Fighting an air battle between the two is like putting a domestic poodle to fight a wild wolf. When it comes to fighting, the wild wolf probably won't care whether the poodle's bloodline is pure or how expensive it is, right?

"We've been docked for too long and have been spotted by the Self-Defense Forces' radar." Gen Chisheng switched his intercom to the Gulfstream. "Calling the Sleipnir! Calling the Sleipnir! Don't be impulsive. If you don't resist, it'll be considered illegal immigration at best. I can find someone to bail you out, but if you launch a missile and shoot down a Self-Defense Force plane, it could very well provoke a national conflict!"

Yuan Zhisheng was not worried about the poodle being torn apart by the wild wolf. He seemed more afraid that the business jet modified by the crazy people in the equipment department would accidentally blow up the fighter jet into a brilliant midnight firework.

"Don't worry, they're just two F-16Ds. I know my limits." The pilot of the Sleipnir replied lazily. It sounded like the two new fighter jets were not enough to arouse his desire to fight.

The Sleipnir started up instantly, its engines belching blue flames. The pilot called Gen Chisheng a psychopath, but he was clearly a lunatic himself, pushing maximum power straight away. After a brief acceleration, it jerked its nose upward until the F-16D fighter appeared in its sights. Without giving the F-16D a chance to negotiate or issue a warning, the Sidewinder missiles leaped from the missile racks like two unbridled wild horses.

The two F-16s were forced to turn and swerve mid-air, while the Sleipnir plunged into the dark clouds, leaving behind a trail of smoke. This was perhaps the difference between the ace test pilots of the US Air Force and the ace pilots of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces. The former were as effortless as the latter, like an adult throwing two firecrackers in front of two children, then taking advantage of the moment when the children closed their eyes in fear to steal their lollipops and disappear without a trace. The two children opened their eyes and could only stare blankly at the vanishing lollipops.

For the pilot of the Sleipnir, the two F-16 ace pilots were really just dwarfs among children in front of him. The F-22, which was more advanced than the F-16, was

However, being Ange's personal pilot is also pretty good. The work is easy and stable, and the pay is very generous... It would be even more perfect if there was an ejection device and parachute safety system under the pilot's seat.

The Sleipnir vanished into the sky, and the Humvee, unwilling to be outdone, let out a low growl. Gen Chisheng floored the accelerator and yelled into the intercom, "Run in different directions! The police are mainly targeting this car. I'll take them to the hotel first, and we'll meet at the family shrine!"

"Got it!" Crow and Yaksha in the other car answered loudly.

The salt flats were a rugged, gravelly landscape perfect for off-road vehicles like the Hummer. Like a roaring beast, the black Hummer swept across the sand, leaping and galloping, raising clouds of dust that obscured the sky. The small wheels of the police cars easily sank into the shallows, leaving them far behind. The sniper's simultaneous aim at two rapidly moving targets was also off target, and his bullets left only dark holes on the beach.

"Send more police to every highway intersection and intercept them on the road. I'm betting on the reputation of the Yokohama City Police Department!" The police chief yelled frantically through the loudspeaker and intercom. He was like a cat being toyed with by a mouse, and he was furious. "Request the Self-Defense Forces to reinforce the army and send military equipment. They also have illegal immigrants. We have reason to suspect this is an espionage operation against our country!"

"This guy is such a bullshit guy! It makes me want to turn around and chop him up." Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched as he listened to the sheriff's exaggeration.

"The firepower is too dense. Killing someone with so much firepower is simply wishful thinking," Yuan Zhisheng said sternly. "This isn't the same game you used to play at headquarters."

"Is that so?" Lu Mingfei remained noncommittal.

Lights could be seen in the distance, belonging to another, farther highway. The Hummer was powerful, and tracer bullets behind it formed a dazzling barrage, leaving smoking holes in the car doors and trunk.

"Damn it! They broke through my suitcase!" Caesar yelled. He was the tallest of the group, and his head kept hitting the roof of the car. "This is what Nono and I bought on our trip to Paris. It contains my treasured collection of rare CDs! Did those two damned men of yours really just feast on someone else's mistress and sister? Are you sure they didn't dig up their family's ancestral graves?"

"They don't have the habit of digging up other people's ancestral graves! But I don't know if they will attack other people's sisters. If the sheriff's sister is younger than them... they are both damn lolita lovers!" Yuan Zhisheng drove over the shoulder of the road and was about to escape to the highway.

"Hey, why is lolicon something to be damned? Lolicon is digging up your family's ancestral graves!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but complain, thinking, aren't you a sister-con yourself?

But what awaited them on the other road was still a tight blockade, with police cars linked together to form a steel barrier. Yuan Zhisheng pressed the accelerator to the floor, ready to break through the blockade in a straight line. The Hummer was clearly modified, its front bumper was incredibly strong and fast, and its straight-line speed had long exceeded the Hummer's limits, the engine emitting a deafening roar.

"Hey, they've set up three layers of blockades. It's hard to break through them all at once with just the speed and weight of a Humvee!" Caesar began to roll up his sleeves. "I see you have individual missiles in your car. If you don't mind, let me help you cut a hole in the wall?"

"The explosion range of the individual missile is too large. Shrapnel will hit the police in the distance, which can easily kill people." Chu Zihang said, "Let me do it. I can use 'Jun Yan' to clear the way."

"Are you crazy?" Caesar was shocked. "Do you think your 'Jun Yan' is any better than a single-soldier missile? It's just that one is a bomb and the other is a fuel bomb. Yours is scarier, okay?"

Yuan Zhisheng and Ying looked at Chu Zihang in surprise.

"No, I now have more precise control over 'Jun Yan'." Chu Zihang said as he took off his shirt.

Lu Mingfei took Chu Zihang's shirt and sword, looked at Caesar and nodded seriously, indicating that what Chu Zihang said was true.

"Don't overdo it," Caesar simply said, lowering his hand that was about to launch a missile. He knew Chu Zihang too well, and he knew that this guy wouldn't make promises without certainty, and he had their only "S"-level Lu Mingfei as a guarantee.

"We're about to hit a police car in half a minute. Are you sure your friend is reliable?" Yuan Zhisheng asked, "I can ask Ying to help."

"Is he reliable?" Although a dragnet awaited them, Caesar wasn't nervous at all. He lit a cigar. "As much as I hate to admit it, this violent guy is probably the most reliable person I've ever met. If he says he can solve a problem, he'll definitely do it."

"Want to make a bet?" Caesar exhaled a puff of smoke.

Chapter 184 If I am infected by a mental illness

"Interesting, let's make a bet."

Yuan Zhisheng smiled, stared straight ahead, and stepped on the accelerator. "If Chu Zihang can help us break through all three lines of defense at once without killing anyone, you win. Otherwise, I won't prepare a hotel for you. We'll all have to spend the night in the police station."

"Twenty-five seconds left," Sakura reminded.

"No problem. Betting always requires stakes, right? Let me think..." Caesar became excited. "The loser can book the most luxurious host nightclub in Tokyo and have a wild party. Your local specialties should be very interesting."

Lu Mingfei sighed inwardly... There's no escape... from the gigolo club!

"There are still seventeen seconds. Have you thought it through? If you have, place your bet and don't hesitate." Yuan Zhisheng said.

Chu Zihang had already opened the car window, and stretched his arms out of the window to hold onto the roof tightly. He used pull-ups to hang himself out of the window, and his strong muscles undulated like waves in his arms and chest, forming a perfect arc.

"No problem. How about a carnival night at the male escort club where the loser wears a male escort costume and toasts everyone?" Caesar suggested.

Gen Chisheng and Ying stared ahead. A dozen police cars were stacked up at the intersection of the highway, tightly packed together, forming three separate cordons. Heavily armed security personnel, armed with guns and ammunition, stood guard along the roadside, ready to fire as soon as the Humvee was stopped by the steel cordon of police cars. This black Humvee wasn't bulletproof; they clearly didn't care about the lives of the criminals.

Farther away lay a straight highway, stretching as far as the eye could see, seemingly connecting to the sky. Behind them lay the endless salt marshes and the distant pursuit of police cars, their sirens blaring, lights flashing, countless black gun muzzles trained on them. There was no escape, no escape, and time...less than fifteen seconds.

"Just toasting in a gigolo costume isn't good enough. If we're going to have fun, let's go big... The loser will have to dress up as a gigolo for a day in the shop for free, and be responsible for entertaining the winner and the customers." Lu Mingfei suddenly said, "You have to act like a real gigolo, and no deception is allowed."

"What do you say?" Yuan Zhisheng asked Caesar.

"It's really interesting. Let's do as Lu Mingfei says." Caesar raised a hand and reached for the front seat. "A day of gigolo business. Let's bet!"

The situation was dire, yet he raised his hand without hesitation, confident of victory. This was the unique leadership qualities of Caesar Gattuso, the Student Union President. He remained calm even in the face of imminent disaster because he always had an almost blind faith in his team members. No matter how much he and Chu Zihang clashed and disliked each other, in times of crisis, he was willing to entrust his life to his team members, trusting them without a doubt.

"OK, last six seconds." Yuan Zhisheng freed one hand from the steering wheel and high-fived him.

"Chu Zihang!" Caesar stuck his head out of the car window and shouted.

"I heard it. The bet is interesting... We won't lose." Chu Zihang answered concisely but in a very reliable tone, as if he would definitely win.

He stood upright on the roof of the Hummer, legs apart. His eternally extinguished golden eyes pierced the pitch-black night, blazing brighter than the dense, distant lights. The power of the Word Spirit had awakened, and blood was coursing through his veins with an extremely rapid and rhythmic flow. Ever since the blood burst, his blood had been surging uncontrollably through his veins, corroding his body. His surging power was like a ticking time bomb; every time he used excessive strength, the price he paid was the indefinite detonation of this already lethal bomb.

But he had never felt that he was in such a good condition. Ever since Lu Mingfei's hunter friend named Lao Tang used the blood of the three Dragon Kings to create an alchemical matrix in his body, the power seemed to be within reach and he could hold it firmly in his hands at will. The surging power of the spiritual words was no longer a bomb that could blow him up, but a controllable authority. He seemed to be able to destroy... everything that stood in his way!

"The last three seconds!" Yuan Zhisheng yelled.

Chu Zihang chanted a series of dragon characters rapidly, with unprecedented smoothness. The airflow darkened, and the domain of "Jun Yan" enveloped him, even the air and dust in the carriage beneath his feet were ignited to a scorching heat.

Yuan Zhisheng could clearly feel the temperature rising suddenly, as if the air conditioner was on in the car. An exaggerated force gathered above his head, and even with his bloodline, he could feel the subtle oppression.

"Hey, I don't doubt that your friend can help us clear the way, but he won't kill us all, right?" Yuan Zhisheng asked in half shock and half doubt.

"Damn it, what did he do... Is this still Chu Zihang? His bloodline is completely different, like he's a completely different person!" Caesar was also obviously panicked.

The wind monsters captured the surrounding sounds and returned them to his mind. He could clearly hear the explosion sound of the dust in the air being instantly compressed and heated. The "Jun Yan" field above his head was more than twice as powerful as any he had ever seen Chu Zihang use before!

"Brother, keep that poker face, it's cool!" Lu Mingfei stuck his phone out of the window, ready to record Chu Zihang's highlight moment. "Give me that most violent feeling. You are the King of Conquerors, and you don't care about anything in front of you!"

He was probably the only one who didn't show the slightest sign of panic. Of course, he wasn't watching the video himself, but filming it for Xia Mi. The girl was well aware of the dangers of the trip to Japan and asked him to take good care of Chu Zihang during the mission. Lu Mingfei recorded this clip to tell Xia Mi that she could rest assured. Her boy didn't need any care; he was the best in the world!

A blazing flame suddenly emerged, and the black air was swept into a frenzy. Chu Zihang stood tall, no elegant posture, no fancy movements, only absolute violence! A violent fire dragon emerged from the void in front of him, carrying an extremely high temperature and a dazzling flame. The space in front of him seemed to be burning and collapsing.

When Yuan Zhisheng counted down to "1", the speed of the Hummer's engine reached its limit, and a giant dragon of fire roared in front of them. The police cars that came into contact with it were pushed away by this violent force. Right in front of them, the blockade line made of steel was instantly opened into three straight gaps. Under the blessing of dragon blood, the temperature of Chu Zihang's Junyan was enough to rival the violent blood state!

The Hummer charged forward, carrying a mobile "Junyan" domain, crashing into the steel police car. The surging power of the Word Spirit instantly melted the metal, and golden molten iron flowed out from both sides of the Hummer. Chu Zihang opened his arms, releasing the long-repressed power within him. The extremely hot air exploded, forcibly blowing away the iron flow!

At this moment, a rocket passed by Chu Zihang, but it exploded as soon as it came into contact with the dark airflow in the "Jun Yan" field. In Lu Mingfei's camera, the flames of the explosion made Chu Zihang look crimson, and his long black hair danced wildly in the wind, looking so handsome!

"Perfect!" Lu Mingfei saved the video with satisfaction.

What had once been three impenetrable lines of defense were now nothing but scattered vehicle shadows, charred tracks, and three dark holes. The raging fire tore through the Humvee's defenses, clearing a straight path. The officers, shivering from hiding behind cars on the side of the road, watched as the Humvee, like a beast from its cage, sped away along the endless highway.

A long time later, the deputy chief emerged from behind a police car with a blown tire and half its body blown off. He looked at the devastation and the flames still dancing from the front of the car. Some cars had even been blown off the shoulder, lying in the grass, turning into blackened steel debris. He trembled and pulled out his walkie-talkie.

"We encountered Ultraman here..."

"It's really Ultraman, no kidding... He fired a beam of light that instantly broke through our three blockades, melting several police cars..."

"What kind of Ultraman is that? I couldn't see clearly... He was standing on the roof of the car... But he didn't seem to be wearing a suit... He was a naked man!"

……

The Humvee sped along the deserted road, the engine sound had returned to normal, they had successfully shaken off their pursuers, and their short escape had come to an end.

Chu Zihang climbed back through the car window and sat back in his seat. He took the clothes from Lu Mingfei and said, "Thank you."

"That's so cool, senior brother! I have the whole video. Do you want me to send it to senior brother Finkel and ask him to edit it into a promotional video to be played at the Lionheart Club's recruitment ceremony next year?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"No thanks." Chu Zihang declined politely.

"Very strong and violent. I admit that I misunderstood you before. I thought you came to Japan for sightseeing... because your appearance was very... alternative." Yuan Zhisheng looked at Chu Zihang's face in the rearview mirror, still expressionless as always.

To be honest, the strength displayed by the other party was beyond his expectations. It was definitely not something that an inexperienced child could easily do to tear open such a tight blockade under such circumstances. Moreover, this young man looked normal after displaying such exaggerated power of words. He was definitely a tough guy.

A bold guess gradually emerged in Yuan Zhisheng's heart. The eccentric young man named Caesar might only be the leader of this team on the surface, but the core of the team is very likely this expressionless young man named Chu Zihang.

Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe that three capable people suddenly appeared in the headquarters, which had always been cowardly. Caesar was the captain mostly because of his excellent family background and communication skills. He was more suitable for the role of team diplomat and decision maker. Chu Zihang was probably the hidden trump card of this team. As for that Lu Mingfei... Yuan Zhisheng couldn't see through his thoughts at all. If that guy was not a pervert, he was probably a smokescreen forced into the team by Ange, probably responsible for adjusting the atmosphere and making a cameo appearance?

"It's okay. You didn't misunderstand me. I really came here with the intention of visiting all the unique attractions in Japan. If my mission is completed but I haven't seen Kabukicho in Tokyo and the snow-capped mountains of Hokkaido, I probably won't leave." Caesar shrugged. "So, we win the bet?"

"Yes, you won. Your team members are cool." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Chu Zihang again, "It's just that they talk too little. They don't look like students, but like killers."

"You're a good judge of character. Everyone over there says so." Caesar smiled. "I've already booked the top host club in Shinjuku. All senior members of the Japanese branch are welcome to come. The bill will be on my account, but you'll be in charge of the reception. Remember to call your two brothers to accompany you to play host for a day. This is our agreement."

"When did you make the reservation?" Yuan Zhisheng was stunned.

"I booked it on the plane. It's after the mission, so I asked T Club to book it for me." Caesar lit another cigar. "If you want to book a top-tier nightclub, you have to do it in advance, especially for a place like a gigolo. T Club also takes time to get things done, and I never procrastinate on enjoying myself."

Hey, what can you expect in a gigolo club? Yuan Jun's ultimate gigolo service? Or Crow and Yasha's? Those two guys are really pitiful, having their own boss betray their innocence without me being there. But those two don't seem to have any bottom line... Lu Mingfei thought.

"Have you decided to go a long time ago?" Yuan Zhisheng asked.

"Of course." Caesar exhaled the choking smoke out of the car. "I've heard that Japanese male escort clubs are the best in the world. Although I have no interest in men, including you and your two brothers, I won't let myself miss out on anything top-notch. This is my life motto."

"Yes, I can testify. To prove his sexual orientation is normal and his hobbies are top-notch, he rigorously examines the waist-to-hip ratio and calf length of the girls who join his student union dance club every year," Chu Zihang said. "The one with the best proportions becomes the dance troupe leader and also serves as his accompanying secretary."

"Are you talking about my group of girls in white lace dresses?" Caesar didn't feel ashamed at all because Chu Zihang had exposed his secrets. Instead, he looked happy and said, "They are great. This should be every man's dream, right?"

"Who said that?" Lu Mingfei suddenly interrupted, "This has nothing to do with the color of the skirt, it should be related to the length of the skirt."

Yuan Zhisheng fell silent again. He found himself unable to keep up with the whirlwind pace of these idiots. Their serious conversation lasted only three minutes. From the moment these three psychopaths appeared, their nerves were deeply irritated. He adopted his usual tough stance, but it was futile. The austere aura he had cultivated as the Director of the Executive Bureau was no match for these idiots' idiotic aura. So he decided to change his strategy. If hard tactics didn't work with the idiots, he would make friends with them and guide them towards normalcy.

So he reluctantly lost a bet, thinking that would satisfy these idiots... But he was wrong again. Psychopaths are psychopaths. In their eyes, the world revolves around them. Gen Chisheng had merely given himself to their company, and it was as if he had been dragged into their world, a powerful aura of idiocy eroding his spiritual essence. Caesar was just asking if Sakura had inserts in her shoes to increase her height, or if she was just naturally different from the other Japanese girls with short, thick legs... If this continued, the Japanese branch would be infiltrated by these idiots. They were like three mobile sources of mental pollution!

Chapter 185 The Eight Snake Clans

In the passenger seat, Sakura's phone vibrated.

"Princess Huiyue sent a message. Five minutes ago, the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Department uploaded the three of you to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Headquarters. One minute ago, the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department issued a wanted order for the three commissioners," Ying said. "Commissioner Chu Zihang's photo is the clearest, Team Leader Caesar's is a bit blurry, and Commissioner Lu Mingfei's photo... failed to be captured."

Chu Zihang nodded, probably because he was caught standing on the roof of the car just now. However, he didn't think there was anything wrong, because his act of destroying several police cars at once was indeed a violent crime.

"Why aren't you wanted?" Caesar asked.

"Sakura's technique is very sophisticated. The police won't have a chance of capturing her photo. Even if they were photographed, I wouldn't be wanted by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department," said Gen. Chisei. "As for Crow and Yasha... their wanted posters could probably fill a book."

"Don't worry, being wanted is no big deal. More than half of the people in the Japanese branch have been wanted," Ying said. "On the contrary, those specialists who aren't wanted are often ridiculed."

"You misunderstood. I heard that photos of wanted criminals in Japan are shown on TV programs. I'm worried that the photos they take might not be professional enough, considering it was so dark just now," Caesar said. "Could you contact the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department and discuss replacing my wanted poster photo with the magazine cover I shot last month? That would make their work easier and it would be a relief for me."

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and told himself in his heart that this was a psychopath. These pollution sources were releasing stupid auras all the time and trying to invade him. If he was led astray by them, he would lose!

"Who is Princess Kaguya?" Caesar has always been concerned about this unique name.

"The independent cloud computing system of the Yanliu Research Institute is equivalent to Norma of the headquarters, but it and Norma are operated separately." Yuan Zhisheng explained.

"So this place is outside of Norma's surveillance range?" Caesar was a little surprised. He had always thought that Norma's surveillance range was the entire world, even island countries like Fiji were included in the surveillance range, but Japan was outside the surveillance range.

"There's a direct connection between Kaguya-hime and Norma, so Norma can also monitor Japan," said Gen. Chisei. "It's just that Kaguya-hime is an intelligent system independently developed by the Japanese branch."

"Why do we need to develop a separate intelligent system? Because Norma is not the image of a beautiful cartoon girl? It doesn't conform to your Japanese aesthetic?" Caesar asked. He always thought that Norma was a very considerate secretary, but he also allowed for the diversity of the world's aesthetics. It seemed reasonable to develop a special intelligent system just because of dissatisfaction with the image.

Yuan Zhisheng himself didn't realize that he had become immune to this level of nonsense.

"It seems you don't understand the relationship between the Japanese branch and headquarters," Yuan Zhisheng said calmly. "Before you left, headquarters must not have informed you of the nature of the Japanese branch, correct?"

"What kind of organization?" Caesar frowned.

"Let's go back and ask Norma. She is more suitable to answer this question than us." Yuan Zhisheng said.

The Hummer suddenly stopped, and the heads of the three people in the back seat hit the backrests of the front seats uncontrollably.

"Get out of the car, you're here."

……

"I see... I pulled up all the files I could on the Japanese branch from Norma's database, and they're more revealing than I imagined." Caesar closed his notebook. "That '03 student named Gen Chisei is definitely more than just an airport greeter."

Caesar's words fell silent, but he received no response, something he wasn't used to. In the past, at student union roundtable meetings, when ministers argued over funding and personnel issues and asked Caesar for help, he'd simply offer a simple "whatever" and receive thunderous applause, like, "As expected of the president, you always give the simplest answers," or "We're arguing over such a stupid question! No wonder we're only ministers, not presidents! Your composure is truly inspiring."

In other words, in the past, even if Caesar yawned, it would not be a dull occasion, but now he brought up such a suspenseful topic, and no one responded?

"Aren't you curious about the situation in the Japanese branch?" Caesar asked puzzledly.

"Ah, I'm curious. How could I not be curious?" Lu Mingfei, who was practicing pronunciation with the book "1024 Commonly Used Japanese Words", suddenly woke up and realized that he was too calm, so he put on a curious baby face.