The next day
Dozens of senior police bureaucrats from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, including the General Affairs Division, Police Department, Criminal Department, Security Department, and Tokyo Bay Police Station, gathered together.
The atmosphere in the room was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of the air. The young policeman who was delivering the documents almost collapsed to the ground after coming out of the meeting room.
The elders gathered together, all with sullen faces. Anyone with a weak heart would be scared to death if they went in.
These few days I must be an invisible person in the department, a dumb, constipated wheelchair person, and I have to hold my poop until I get home!
The pictures projected on the wall made people's scalps tingle, and some people kept wiping the sweat from their heads while watching them.
There were broken limbs and blood flowing like a river. Dozens or even hundreds of corpses were piled up together, and half of the manor was burned down.
These are photos sent from Tokyo Bay. Although the scene has been completely blocked, there are still reporters who have heard the news and are surrounding the scene with cameras.
The chief of the National Police Agency pinched his aching brow with his thumb. After a long while, he looked at a capable man, the chief of the Otsuki Police Station.
From midnight till now, he hadn't even blinked.
"Hai." The chief of Tokyo Bay Police Station bowed respectfully to the director and superiors. His naturally good-natured face could not force out a single smile.
Who can stand such a thing happening on the territory of Tokyo Bay Police Station
The annual mission of our Tokyo Bay Police Station is to arrest petty thieves. We can’t handle it!
"At 0:45 yesterday morning, the Tokyo Police Department Morisato Station received a large number of calls. A violent conflict broke out at the Shishida family's estate..."
The director of the Tokyo Bay Police Department swallowed his saliva and said, "There was a serious gunfight. So far, 165 bodies have been collected. The head of the Shishida family, Shishida Ichiro, is missing. In addition, it has been confirmed that the eldest son of the Shishida family, Shishida Shingen, has died!"
Whether it was the Chief of Police or bureaucrats from other departments, the more they listened to the report, the colder their hearts became.
The Shishida family is the most powerful chaebol in Japan.
It can be said that the family that controlled part of Japan's lifeline was wiped out!
!
A vicious incident with hundreds of casualties had occurred on the territory under his charge. This would not only be on domestic news, it would probably also be on the headlines of world news!
The chief of Tokyo Bay Police Station then reported: "The surveillance of the Shishida family was burned in the fire, and the remaining storage hard drives that were rescued are undergoing technical recovery. But from the scene, we infer that this should be a premeditated massacre involving hundreds of people!"
"According to insiders, last night, Shishida Shingen gathered a large number of his trusted men and entered the Shishida old house with guns!
Then a gunfight broke out in the manor.
The inferiors overthrowing their superiors is an old tradition in Japan. Many people present vaguely guessed the reason why this tragedy happened.
A long time ago, Shishida Ichiro spread the word that he wanted to pass on the Shishida family to a granddaughter. Shishida Shingen, the eldest son, must have been unable to bear it any longer and wanted to seize power by force.
Unfortunately, it seemed that Shishida Ichiro was well prepared, which eventually led to his failure and death.
The police chief tapped his index finger on the office twice. "Where is Shishida Ichiro? Has his body been found? Is there anyone else from the Shishida family who survived?"
"The head of the Shishida family is missing. Currently, apart from Shishida Jiro who is in Brazil, the only direct blood relative of Shishida who is still alive is Shishida Mariko, the granddaughter of Shishida Ichiro! She was at the Hilton Hotel when the accident happened!"
"Send police officers to protect Miss Shishida! No one is allowed to approach without the order of our Metropolitan Police Department!"
After hearing that there were only two or three kittens left in the Shishida family, the police chief slammed the table.
"This incident has alarmed the Prime Minister, and even the Emperor has personally intervened. We must act as soon as possible..."
The police chief was in a meeting when the phone in front of him suddenly rang. He saw the number and quickly stood up to answer the call.
"Hi, hi, yes, we will definitely handle the relevant matters. Will you cooperate with the federal garrison? Yes, yes."
Amid the astonished looks of other bureaucrats, the biggest head of the police department stood up, bowed and nodded, and kept making promises on the phone. Even if it was a call from a congressman, he wouldn't have to be so respectful.
"The Prime Minister just called!" The police chief put down the phone with a serious expression: "The attack on Shishida Manor has been classified as a terrorist attack!
It is suspected that the terrorist attack in New York was carried out by a group of thugs!
The Federal President personally called the Prime Minister. The follow-up of this matter is now being handled by the Federal Garrison in cooperation with the Federal CIA. Our Metropolitan Police Department is only responsible for assisting in the investigation!"
There was an unspeakable sense of sadness in the words of the Police Chief. Terrorist attacks and violent conflicts occurred in his own country. As the highest official in the Japanese police department, he had no command authority. This was a bit funny.
There is no way, this is the tragedy of a semi-colonial country.
"Okay, let's end the meeting here for now, adjourn—"
The police chief was somewhat disappointed.
The bureaucrats who came to attend the meeting all looked unhappy. The country's self-esteem is one thing.
For politicians, it's more about interests.
Those who can sit in this room are all connected to various financial tycoons.
What happened to Shi Zhitian was like to them and the people behind them, like a vulture smelling carrion on the African savannah. Just when they were about to have a feast on the fallen Shi Zhitian's body, they suddenly found a group of hunters with shotguns carrying away the prey!
"Miyazaki-kun, you are the most informed. What is going on? Why did the federal garrison get involved?"
A group of bureaucrats walked out of the conference room one after another, and a few familiar ones gathered together to discuss the matter.
The Metropolitan Police Department analyzed it very clearly. This was obviously an internal fight within the Shishida family. How could it be involved in the terrorist attack in New York
Moreover, even if the federation interferes in Japan's internal affairs, there is no need for the federal troops stationed in Japan to intervene. This matter seems weird no matter how you look at it.
The man called Miyazaki-kun looked at his colleagues, glanced around and lowered his voice: "Did anyone hear about the car accident that the Minister of the Interior's only son had?"
Several middle-aged people looked at each other, not understanding why he brought up this topic.
"Takahashi Hideki is considered to be relatively outstanding among the younger generation. I didn't expect him to encounter an accident. What a pity!" The speaker was a tall man with some gray hair.
"Accident?!" Miyazaki said sarcastically, "This may not be an accident!"
"What do you mean, is there a hidden story behind Takahashi Hideki's car accident?"
"If Takahashi Hideki hadn't died in a car accident, how could the Takahashi family let this go given their connections?"
"I heard from the Mitsui family that Mariko from the Shishida family has a lover in Japan. This time, Shishida Shingen was anxious to get engaged to the Takahashi family. Her man came to Tokyo, and that night, Takahashi Hideki had a car accident!"
"Hiss! Can the Takahashi family tolerate this?" A middle-aged policeman who was listening in took a breath of cold air.
"What can we do if we can't bear it? Our Criminal Division has investigated the identity of that man. He is not only a wealthy man in the Federation, but also a member of the Federal Senate. It is said that he was the one who contacted the Shishida family when the Federal garrison intervened in their affairs. Even the phone call between the Federal President and the Prime Minister was his doing!"
"Do you think the Takahashi family has the guts to offend the federal government? How long has it been since the Plaza Accord?"
After hearing Miyazaki's words, a group of high-ranking officials from the Metropolitan Police Department fell silent.
Compared with ordinary Japanese people, these government officials are more aware of their own identities.
Especially after the Plaza Accord, the Japanese, whose backbone was broken, understood even more clearly that dogs have no right to bargain with their masters!
... ... ... ... ... .
In Tokyo Bay, there is another luxurious manor two kilometers away from the old house of Shishida. This manor was a birthday gift given by Shishida Ichiro to Shishida Mariko when she was eighteen years old.
The old house of Shishida was reduced to ashes in a fire, and this became the temporary residence of Shishida Mariko
In the main living room of the manor, Tang Song sat in the host's seat, and opposite him sat a white man in his fifties, dressed in a suit and tie.
The real owner of the manor, Mariko Shishida, dressed in a black kimono, was serving tea and looked more like a maid.
"Major General Clough, thank you for your help this time!"
Tang Song held the tea and expressed his gratitude to the white man in front of him.
"You are too polite, Councillor Tang. I am just following the orders of the White House. After all, this matter involves a terrorist attack, and our garrison has an obligation to intervene!"
Major General Clough politely picked up the tea and said.
Since Clough was able to become the commander of the federal navy in Japan, he naturally had his own roots in the federal Ministry of Defense.
After receiving the order from the White House, he privately contacted his colleagues in the Department of Defense to learn about Tang Song.
The largest arms supplier to the Ministry of National Defense, he has a strong background in both the political and business circles, and he is also a very generous person.
When Clough heard his colleague mention the last sentence, he knew what was going on.
As the commander of the federal navy in Japan, he directly dispatched two companies of Marines, forcibly expelled the police from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department in the name of investigating terrorists, and took over the Shishida old house.
In the name of protecting witnesses, two squads of soldiers were arranged to provide protection outside the manor.
Of course, he did this not just because of the call from the White House.
"Oh, there's one more thing I need your help with.
I heard from a friend that your wife is in the clothing business in New York.
My company has recently recruited a lot of new employees, and we haven't found any uniforms for them yet. I would like to ask you for help with this matter!"
"Okay. I wonder how many pieces of clothing you want to order, Councillor Tang? I'll talk to Trika later!" Clave said casually.
"Not much, just order some mid- to high-end uniforms, based on the standard of 10 million US dollars!"
“Ahem!”
Clough was drinking tea and choked on the tea when he heard Tang Song's words.
"Are you okay?" Tang Song put down the teacup, a look of concern on his face.
"No, no, I'm fine!" Clough waved his hands again and again, "With a budget of 10 million US dollars, no wonder Councillor Tang's business is so big!"
"Business is booming, mainly because I have many friends. I like making friends! I have always been generous to my friends, and I always treat them with sincerity!" Tang Song took the teapot from Shishida Mariko and poured it for Clough himself.
"It seems that being Mr. Tang's friend is really a pleasant thing!" Clave looked at Tang Song.
Tang Song brought the teacup to Clough and said with a smile, “Aren’t we friends now, Mr. Major General?”
"It's my pleasure, Mr. Tang!" Clough took the teacup with understanding.
... ... ...
"I will definitely attend the memorial service for Mr. Shida and Mr. Shingen in two days!"
Mariko Shishida took Tang Song's arm, and the two of them sent Clough to the gate of the manor and watched Clough get into a black Cadillac.
"Issue some more bearer stock bonds of Shishida Industry and have someone give them to Clough. He will stay as the commander of the Japanese Navy for a few more years. With him around, Shishida Industry will have a lot less trouble!"
Shishida Mariko held Tang Song's arm in hers, and the two of them walked in the manor, taking a stroll.
Shi Zhitian was looking at the flowers and plants in the manor while listening to Tang Song talking about the arrangements for Shi Zhitian:
"I leave the White Ghost and his subordinates, the Storm Shadow Ninja, to you. With them around, your safety will be guaranteed!"
"Also, regarding Shishida Industry, I will let Lai Enyun take over a portion of the Federal Ministry of Defense's arms orders!"
"With these, you should be able to master Shishida easily!"
Mariko Shida hesitated to speak.
"Sir, I have an uncle in Brazil who is expanding his business!"
"I've asked someone to take care of it!"
When passing by a green plant in the manor, Tang Song picked a leaf and crushed it into mud.
... ... ..
Brazil
The frustrated Jiro Shida fled in a panic under the protection of a group of bodyguards.
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
Two Land Rovers were speeding on the streets of Brazil, ramming into other vehicles and knocking over one or two street stalls from time to time.
This led to waves of scolding.
This is the slum area of Brazil. Normally, Jiro Shishida would never even look at such a place, let alone come here.
But now he can only struggle for survival on the alleys of the slums under the protection of a group of bodyguards.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Behind the Land Rover, five or six motorcycles were following it madly. The motorcyclists, holding submachine guns and pistols, fired at the Land Rover.
Shishida Jiro crouched low, listening to the rattling of the bulletproof glass behind him, and was extremely grateful to his old-fashioned bodyguard captain.
If he hadn't insisted, given Jiro Shida's character, he wouldn't have installed bulletproof glass on the Land Rover.
Unexpectedly, it saved his life now.
"Open it quickly!"
Shishida Ichiro yelled at the driver,
He glared at the person behind him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said fiercely:
"Damn it, no matter who you are, I will find you and kill you. I swear on the Shishida family crest!"
“Bang!”
The Land Rover tilted to the left front, and Shishida Jiro's head hit the door with a bang.
"Boss! The tire is blown out!"
Shishida Jiro covered his bleeding forehead and saw the speeding motorcycle through the glass. He didn't have time to scold, so he pointed at a closed beverage processing factory in front and shouted, "Crash into it!"
Two Land Rovers smashed the iron door of the beverage factory and rushed directly into the factory.
This frightened a group of workers who were processing fruit juice drinks on the assembly line.
Brazil has a suitable climate and cheap labor. There are many processing plants from European and American countries here, and this juice processing plant is obviously one of them.
When the Land Rover broke in, the Brazilians working on the assembly line were at a loss as to what to do. Several strong workers even stepped forward to check what was going on.
The door of the Land Rover opened, Shishida Jiro raised his gun, pointed it at the sky, and fired two shots.
"Everyone squat down, squat down with your heads covered!"
The person who shouted was not Shishida Jiro, but a curly-haired white man in the beverage area. He was wearing a floral shirt and looked unkempt.
He was obviously very experienced in this kind of shooting incident, and he squatted down with his hands on his head.
With his demonstration, all the workers in the yard soon squatted down.
"Federals!?"
Shishida Jiro glanced at the middle-aged white man for a moment longer, but didn't pay any more attention to him. This was a good thing, as it saved him from wasting a few more bullets.
"You! Turn the car sideways and block the door. Just hold out until the Brazilian police arrive. Then I'll reward you five million each when we return to Japan!"
The first sentence was said to the driver, and the others were said to his bodyguards. Shishida Jiro took the white gauze handed to him by a bodyguard and covered the wound on his forehead.
He quickly retreated behind an iron pillar and pulled a Brazilian worker in front of him.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz..."
The sound of a motorcycle accelerating was heard outside the factory.
Jiro Shishida grabbed the Brazilian worker's neck with one hand, stuck his head out and aimed the gun at the gate.
His five bodyguards were also hiding in various hidden corners, holding pistols in their hands!
"bite!"
To everyone's surprise, the first thing that rushed in was not a motorcycle, but two smoke bombs.
Hiss, a smoke bomb was thrown into the factory, and suddenly everything was white.
“Pah!”
Shishida Jiro raised his hand and fired two shots into the white fog... .
Two motorcycles jumped over the roof of the Land Rover, and the Uzi submachine guns in their hands fired in a fan-shaped pattern.
... ... .
Bruce Banner squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, the bright red blood irritating his vision.
Blood flowed like a stream at his feet. The person who was shot was a worker on the assembly line, a middle-aged Brazilian man who would greet him every morning when he saw him.
Bruce Banner gasped, and a green feeling spread along the blood vessels in his neck.
Motorcycle gunmen broke through the Land Rover's defenses and entered the beverage factory.
Shishida Jiro led his bodyguards to sniper, and the smoke bomb filled the air. Many workers who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands were hit by stray bullets.
They let out howls of pain, and what awaited them was concentrated fire from both sides.
"roar!"
Amidst the huge roar, a huge green figure roared out from the white smoke.
The green giant grabbed a Land Rover and started smashing it around.
"Hulk!"
The big green guy was naked and holding a Land Rover in his hands, like a child holding a toy building block.
He smashed the two motorcycle gunmen with the car in his hand into meat patties.
"Da-da-da-da-da!"
A motorcycle gunman looked at the miserable state of his accomplice, raised the Uzi submachine gun in his hand and fired at the big green guy.
"Hulk!"
The big green guy didn't dodge or evade, and the Uzi bullet didn't even break his skin.
He casually threw the blood-stained Land Rover aside, then the big green hand grabbed the calf of the motorcycle gunman and threw it to the ground.
“Bang!”
Blood splattered everywhere, the motorcycle gunman's helmet shattered, and his whole body twitched and then stopped moving.
"Ah! Devil!"
The remaining motorcycle gunmen were terrified and ran back trembling.
The big green guy kicked the scrapped Land Rover into the air and smashed the two motorcyclists against the wall.
With blood gushing out of his mouth and twitching, it was obvious that he was dying!
"May Amaterasu bless you!"
Shishida Jiro looked at the back of the big green guy with a happy expression on his face. Although he didn't know where the big green guy came from, it seemed that he had no hostility towards them!
“Saved!”
Shishida Jiro was smiling happily, but suddenly he felt a gasp coming from above his head and he raised his head stiffly.
A large green face appeared in front of him.
"Hulk! Bad guy!"
The roar was deafening, and a big green hand grabbed his neck!
Kacha!
... ... ... ... ... .
A gang station in Brazil
Several gang leaders were gathered together chatting secretly.
"Something went wrong, our people failed!"
Gang leader: "Send another person, two million dollars for a life, this deal is very profitable!"
"The target is dead!" The gang leader said with a strange look on his face, "We on the periphery saw the body of the Japanese man being carried out!"
The gang leader stopped and looked sternly: "Is someone trying to steal our business?"
The underground black market posted a hunting list, and the loss of Jiro Shida was worth two million US dollars. They received the mission, but the person died in the hands of others.
His first reaction was that someone was stealing their food.
"It doesn't seem like it. I checked and no one has come to claim the bounty on the black market yet!"
"No one wants it!" The gang leader showed a sinister smile on his face, "Since no one wants it, this business is naturally ours!"
“Ding-dong!”
As he spoke, several gas bombs were thrown in.
“Go, go, go—”
A group of Brazilian armed police wearing bulletproof vests and gas masks broke in!
"The Japanese Consulate sent a diplomatic note saying that the dead man was the second son of the Japanese chaebol Shishida family. This matter involves a terrorist attack in the Federation. I don't care what you do, find me someone to take the blame, or else, go and sweep the streets!"
In the temporary command vehicle, the director of the Brazilian Police General Directorate hung up the phone with a gloomy face!
... ... ... ... ... ... ... ..
Japanese Forest Ninja Station
White Ghost led a group of red-clad ninjas into the dense forest.
"Who are you? Yukio, you, Shishida, have violated the agreement. How can you bring outsiders in here at will?"
The person who spoke was an old man wearing a Japanese kimono and wooden clogs. He angrily scolded Yukio, who was walking in front of Bai Youling and others and leading the way.
Behind him stood a group of black-clad ninjas, looking at Bai Youling and others warily.
"Elder Kamikawa, the head of Shishida has changed. Following the order of Lady Mariko, I am here to re-sign the retainer alliance with you!"
The old man in kimono sneered:
"Mariko, I didn't expect that Shishida would end up in the hands of a woman. If you want to make an alliance, you can. Shishida will give us Lin Shinobi double the treatment!"
"Just like the ninjas from the Wind and Fire clans, they are all a bunch of useless ninjas with nothing to show for it. What's the point of keeping them around? It's better to kill them all!"
The White Ghost held a samurai sword and glanced at the old man in kimono and the black-clad ninja behind him with disdain.
"Baka!"
The old man looked at the White Ghost's demeanor and cursed, "Who are you? How dare you come to our Linnin to cause trouble?"
The White Ghost raised his head, put his hand on the hilt of the samurai sword, and revealed a cold look under the white hood.
"Surrender or die!"
The head of the Linnin clan, Elder Kamikawa, was about to wave his hand to let the ninja behind him come forward.
There was a hint of pity in Xuexu's eyes, and she took a step forward.
"Elder Kamikawa, the Wind Ninja and Fire Ninja have become history. You don't want the Forest Ninja to die out, do you?"
"The Wind and Fire Ninjas are history? What do you mean by that, Yukio?"
Elder Kamikawa was shocked by Yukio's words.
The four ninja clans of Wind, Forest, Fire and Mountain have been fighting secretly for so many years, and their strength is almost the same. If it is true as Xue Xu said, the Wind and Fire clans will become history.
What about Lin Ren
Kamikawa subconsciously glanced at the white ghost and the red ninja behind him.
"Surrender, or die?"
White Ghost asked again!
After still not getting a clear answer, a cold light flashed in the White Ghost's hand!
... ... ... ..
Shizhitian Manor, Guest Room
Mrs. Viper, tied up like a dumpling, was thrown naked on the bed.
Beside her bed stood a long-haired woman in a black leather coat.
The woman, wearing black-rimmed glasses, stared at her as if she were a commodity.
At this time, the door of the guest room opened.
A smile instantly appeared on the black-haired woman's cold face.
"boss!"
Anna threw herself into Tang Song's arms...
Tang Song embraced Anna and came to Mrs. Viper.
Tang Song grabbed Madam Viper and then pointed a finger at Anna's forehead.
Under Madame Viper's horrified gaze, Anna's figure and appearance became exactly the same as hers.
"You want her to sneak into Hydra," Mrs. Viper seemed to understand Tang Song's plan: "There are many mutants who can transform, but we in Hydra have our own code words and are familiar with each other. You can't succeed..."
"Code words?! It's easy. I can just extract your soul and let her digest your memories!"
Tang Song smiled and said something that frightened Mrs. Viper.
A black light appeared behind Tang Song. Madam Viper could see with her naked eyes a ghost holding a chain walking towards her in the black light.
"I am willing to work for you! I can help you take down the entire Hydra..."
Seeing the ghostly figure in black robe approaching step by step...
Madam Viper completely collapsed. Playing with souls is the specialty of the devil in hell.
Thinking of the fate of the soul falling into the hands of the devil in mythology, Mrs. Viper desperately begged Tang Song for mercy.
"Will you work for me?!"
Tang Song looked at the naked Viper Lady on the bed, hugging the identical Anna, with a hint of mockery flashing across his lips:
"Unfortunately, I don't see your value!"
"I am useful. I have a unique immunity to poisons. I know the toxicity of most toxins and poisons in the world.
I can help you mix any poison.
I am also proficient in firearms, combat and sabotage techniques, and am an expert in strategy and intelligence..."
Madam Viper was frantically talking about her own strengths, just as the chain swung by Hei Wuchang was about to touch the tip of her nose.
Tang Song raised his hand and threw a scroll of belly leather in front of her.
"Sign your name with your own blood!"
The tightly tied ropes around her body suddenly disappeared. Madam Viper didn't care that she was naked. She twisted her body like a snake and crawled to the head of the bed and picked up the scroll of the Heart Demon Spell.
She looked up at Tang Song pitifully, and when she met Tang Song's cold eyes,
She panicked and bit her finger, then wrote her name on the unfolded scroll.
Watching the bloody words being mysteriously sucked away by the scroll, Madam Viper's face turned pale.
She didn't know if this counted as selling her soul to the devil.
In the blank space where she left her name on the scroll, a golden relic appeared and blossomed with brilliance.
Then the phantom of the relic turned into a golden lotus and floated into the center of Lady Viper's eyebrows.
"boss!"
The inner demon curse entered her body, and Madam Viper looked at Tang Song again with eyes full of longing.
Tang Song patted Anna's back gently, extracted a trace of Madam Viper's aura, and she returned to her original appearance.
Anna said to Tang Song in a coquettish tone.
"Boss, what a pity! I really wanted to taste what a soul tastes like just now."
Tang Song pinched her cheek:
"Okay, the Cobra vest can no longer be used! Anna, from now on, all the Cobra members will be merged into the Viper Gang.
Now you are one of the branches of Hydra, you are carrying Lady Viper, and I hope you can become Lady Hydra in the future!"
"Yes! Boss!" Hearing Tang Song's expectation, Anna regained her cool demeanor.
… …
The funerals of Shishida Ichiro and Shishida Shingen were held in a grand manner.
The heads of several Japanese chaebols, the Japanese Prime Minister, and cabinet ministers all came to the scene to mourn.
The arrival of the Federal White House Secretary-General and the Federal Navy Commander in Japan.
It also made a group of people who didn't know what was going on and were waiting to see the Shishida family make a fool of themselves drop their jaws in shock.
It seems that Shishida did not decline due to Shishida Ichiro's death. On the contrary, it seems to be reborn from the ashes...
The guests who came to attend the memorial service looked at Mariko Shida, who was kneeling in the mourning hall in black mourning clothes, with a little more respect in their eyes.
The funeral is over!
Tokyo International Airport
"Miss! We should go back!"
Mariko Shishida, dressed in black mourning clothes, quietly watched a private plane flying into the clouds. With a white chrysanthemum on her black clothes, Mariko Shishida looked elegant and simple!
"Call me Master!"
Shida Mariko turned around with a look of disdain on her lips.
"Master!"
Xuexu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar young lady and bowed his head obediently.
Mariko Shida turned around and eight bodyguards in black suits bowed 90 degrees and opened the car door for her.
The Shishida family is such a behemoth that there are countless people coveting it, and the transfer of power is bloody.
Shishida Mariko is ready!
... ... ... ...
On a private jet that was purchased not long ago.
Tang Song was holding a glass of red wine and examining the unconscious Wolverine Logan who was sitting opposite him.
Wolverine, whose soul was taken away by the Ghost Bone Banner, is now a vegetable.
Tang Song was thinking about how to deal with him.
Either train them into zombies, or brand them with the inner demon curse, or send them to the hive base.
If he trained to become a zombie, he already had thirty-six silver-armored zombies, one more, and he didn't like the number thirty-seven.
(As for the body of the Celestial Being buried in Raccoon Town, Tang Song had other uses for it.)
There is already an experimental subject similar to him in the Hive Base.
(8000, lying in the hospital typing on my phone, woooooooooo, please give me a monthly ticket)