The shining Shoko Toyokawa

"Chu Hua, I'm in the hospital in Liu Qiu now,"

The voice coming from the receiver made Chu Hua stunned.

What made her even more confused was the next sentence -

"Thank you, Chuhua," the other party seemed to think that Chuhua was too busy and had forgotten that it was she who helped her transfer to the hospital. "The scenery here in Liuqiu is indeed beautiful, and the sea breeze is very cool. Auntie, I feel a lot more relaxed. I should be discharged from the hospital soon, right?"

It was like an electric current flowing through my scalp. The bad premonition I had before, combined with the clues before me,

Chu Hua didn't understand who had transferred Hai Ling's mother to Liu Qiu.

There could only be one person in this world who could transfer someone away without her knowledge!

In addition, Hailing suddenly disappeared.

"That idiot old man, what dangerous thing is Hailing going to do?!"

Could it be...?

Chu Hua subconsciously touched the place where the gun was hidden on his waist, but of course he touched nothing. The airport in District 11 was not a place where you could enter and exit freely with a pistol.

"Chuhua, Chuhua, what's wrong? Is the signal bad?"

"It's okay, Auntie," Chu Hua adjusted her breathing and said softly to the phone, "I suddenly have something urgent to do. Please rest first. I'm hanging up now!"

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"It's okay," she smiled gently at her assistant. "Go buy me some local specialties. I'll bring them to Auntie. I'll contact you this afternoon."

After saying that, she waved to stop a taxi and left without waiting for her assistant to respond.

Now, no one around her can be trusted!

"Master, take me to the nearest clothing store with the most traffic, quickly!"

After handing a few ten thousand yen bills to the driver, Chu Hua looked down at the ten fingers intertwined on his thighs and thought about his countermeasures.

There is no point in trying to get a gun. What's the point of having a gun if she is alone?

"Hailing, will we become enemies too..."

She opened her phone and reviewed several phone numbers that she had memorized.

Then he took out all the cash in his bag, took off the coat and shoes that his assistant had prepared for him, thought for a moment, took off his sunglasses, and said to the driver, "Uncle, I'm being followed by a stalker, and there might be a tracking device hidden in my shoes. Can you sell me your shoes?"

This sudden super expansion left the middle-aged driver stunned.

If it weren't for Chu Hua's 'great' face, it would be too convincing.

He even suspected where this lunatic came from.

Fortunately, being stalked by fanatical fans in Japan is not uncommon. More than ten years ago, when I was still a teenager, my favorite idol was stabbed to death by a fanatical fan.

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

He pulled the taxi over and swiftly took off his leather shoes, but hesitated when handing them to Chu Hua.

Chu Hua didn't care about the details. He took the leather shoes and folded up the two magazines behind the taxi seat. He stuffed them into the leather shoes as thick insoles, otherwise it would be difficult to walk in them.

She asked the taxi driver to continue driving. When they reached a congested road, she instructed him, "Mr. Driver, just keep driving. It doesn't matter if you're picking up passengers. If anyone comes looking for you, just say that the items in the car were left behind by a passenger!"

After saying that, Chu Hua took the remaining cash, opened the door and got out of the car without even looking at his phone and other things. He walked through the stagnant traffic in his ill-fitting leather shoes and ran into a clothing store not far away. Under the strange gaze of the clerk, he chose a set of clothes from head to toe and went to the changing room to change into them.

She picked out a set of prepared clothes and put them on, then put on her new sneakers and made her way through the crowd.

After doing this many times, Chu Hua finally felt a little safe. He borrowed a foreign tourist's cell phone and dialed the number he had memorized.

The other party is an existence that the Triangle Family cannot monitor at all.

"Hello, Miss Xianjuan, I'm Sanjiao Chuhua. Could you please lend me Michelle No. 2 for a while?"

The so-called Michelle No. 2 was a Zaku that Chuhua sold to the Genmaki family under the name of the MS Sports Competition Committee.

The string winder could afford a better machine, but selling a machine like that was out of line, and it would make things difficult for the "big guys," and they wouldn't make it easy for you either.

"Okay~~"

“Uh…” The other party agreed so readily that Chu Hua was a little overwhelmed. All the reasons he had thought of were useless. “Then thank you very much, Miss Xianjuan. Please help me deliver it…”

"Xin," the other party interrupted Chu Hua, "call her Xin, Xin!"

"...Yes, Miss Xin," Chu Hua was really not good at dealing with the other party, "Then please, next time there is a high-performance MS, I can let you test drive it first.

And if your father asks, please tell him that the price of the island that the Genmaki family once had their eye on is negotiable. Please send the Zaku..."

After reporting the address, Chu Hua apologized, hung up the phone, deleted the call history, and returned the phone to the tourist.

“Thank you so much for borrowing my phone!”

After thanking him, Chuhua set out on his journey again.

She didn't dare to stop now, for fear of being caught, and even more afraid of her own wild thoughts.

"Unless that idiot old man wanted Hailing to kill the Prime Minister, or... Xia Ya, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths..."

But people often cannot control their own thoughts. Thinking about Hai Ling asking him to "tie" Xia Ya and escape a week ago, Chu Hua realized that the situation might have developed to the worst.

"Xiaoxiang, what should I do..."

Time passed by minute by minute. If Chu Hua had been slower in escaping by ten minutes, she would have received a call from Miao Meng who had arrived in the city by helicopter.

But whether he knew what happened on the island or not, what Chu Hua was going to do would not change——

Speak with your fists!

What the hell is order of seniority, respect for the inferior, and humbleness? They are nothing in the face of power!

The set-up in District 11 could no longer restrain Chu Hua, who had lost her lover once.

"Why would that damn old man do such a thing? Isn't he afraid of revenge from Xia Ya's father?"

Chu Hua realized that she was still too young.

Hailing, who was absolutely loyal to her, was unable to tell her anything in the end because she did not have the power to protect her aunt.

When Hailing said as a joke that she wanted to kill that damn old man, she should have considered it seriously.

Blood and family affection eventually constrained her thinking to a certain extent.

When she learned that Xiangzi's family was kicked out by the Fengchuan family, she should have realized that for a man-eating "ghost", anything can be sold as long as the price is right.

"I really don't want to admit it... These are all mistakes made when I was young..."

"Xia Ya, is it too late for me this time..."

…………

……

At night, on an island much larger than the one where Chuhua and Xiangzi had stayed as children, Chuhua, soaked to the skin, was sitting on the sandy beach.

This is the center of the Triangle family.

Originally, this was the 11th District Government, where Shang Wang was imprisoned, but after the World War ended,

District 11 has lost the right to make its own decisions. In order to make the District 11 government feel a little bit of crisis, the Five-Star Emperor of District 11 made the "mistake" that even superpowers would make, supporting local forces and hedging against the main government of the region, so that they would have a sense of crisis and honestly serve as dogs for him.

The Triangle Family also developed during that period.

However, as the Red Empire grew stronger, America was dragged into the quagmire of the South Vietnam War and suffered serious damage. One year before withdrawing troops from South Vietnam,

America became increasingly aware that she needed a younger brother who was strong enough but obedient to her to disperse her pressure on the southeast sea.

It happened that the economy of District 11 was booming at that time, so after many exchanges of interests, America traded the governance rights of Liuqiu to District 11.

The Triangle family's dream of restoring their country collapsed at this point, and their overall strength became increasingly weak.

By the time of Chuhua's generation, they had no interest in restoring the country.

If so many things hadn't happened, Chuhua would probably still be his own idol.

"It's so cold..."

The weather in Liuqiu suddenly changed. The sky was covered with dark clouds and not a single star could be seen. It seemed like heavy rain could fall at any time.

Chu Hua didn't know how long he had been waiting.

Perhaps she didn't give enough leverage to the Xianjuan family, and the Xianjuan family was too lazy to get involved in the affairs of the Sanjiao family.

Or maybe, the bastard old man gave her more, the Xianjuan family had already sold her, and the people from the Sankaku family's main island were coming to capture her -

All kinds of thoughts flooded my mind.

Except for the day when Chuhua received the news of Xiangzi's suicide, there has never been a day in Chuhua's life as difficult as this one.

Finally... the sea began to surge,

Chu Hua was shocked. He lit the fluorescent stick beside him, stood up and waved it continuously.

A submarine slowly surfaced in deep water a little further away from the island. The area on its back used to install missiles slowly opened, and a Zaku with air bags strapped all over its body gently jumped into the water and swam towards the beach.

When Zaku walked onto the beach, Chuhua felt unprecedentedly that this one-eyed steel giant was so handsome and powerful.

A black-haired girl stepped on a tightrope from the cockpit door and descended onto the beach. She looked at the embarrassed Chu Hua seriously and said, "Miss Sanjiao, it's too late. You are late."

Chu Hua was struck by lightning and almost fell to the ground.

"Things on the island have become a big deal now. The person you wanted to protect is probably no longer here... Sorry..."

The black-haired girl took a deep breath and continued, "Besides, the opponent is a Gundam. What can they do with a measly Zaku?"

"Hey, Ms. Oze, if you were me and Xia was Ms. Genjumaki, what would you do?"

Hearing Chuhua's words, Ozawa Misaki silently stepped aside and said, "I wish you...good luck in martial arts..."

"Thank Miss Xianjuan for me," Chu Hua did not look back, but stepped on the stirrup-like ring, rose up, and entered the cockpit of the Zaku.

When the hatch closed again, Chu Hua thought he would cry.

But she didn't, perhaps because her tears had dried up nine months ago.

"Triangle Chuhua...attack!"

Zaku ripped off the airbag on his body,

Then--

Straight ahead!

Neither trees nor terrain on the island can pose any obstacle to it!

Anything that stands in its way will be trampled underfoot!

…………

The shrill alarm sounded non-stop,

Many people on the island who were unaware of the situation even thought a tsunami was coming.

The one-eyed steel giant walked with heavy steps through the forest, farmland, and streets, heading straight for the dock.

People dodged and fled, stopped in the distance, their eyes following the war weapon they had seen in animations and news. For a moment, no one could understand what was happening.

After 66 years of captivity, a sense of crisis is deeply rooted in the genes of the Triangle family.

Therefore, the "center" of the Triangle Family is not the luxurious mansion on the island, but a small cruise ship with a speed comparable to that of a warship.

Although it is said to be small, its displacement is actually close to 20,000 tons.

The ship is fully equipped with facilities and has sufficient supplies. Even if a biochemical crisis breaks out, the core members of the family and the crew can live on it for several years.

But as the daughter of the clan leader, Chuhua wanted to sink the ship privately called Shuri immediately!

But before that, she still had someone she had to defeat. The tall warehouse door next to the dock slowly rose.

Along with the sound of the torque motor running, a steel giant painted in red, blue and white with a V-shaped antenna on its head walked out of the warehouse.

A huge tarpaulin, like a cape, fell from his shoulders,

There were scratches on the surface of its armor, the protective lens of the main camera on its head was slightly broken, and there was still seawater on the shield that had not been cleaned yet.

The two steel war weapons faced each other from afar. For a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had become quiet.

"Chuhua..."

Chu Hua's familiar voice came through the laser communication.