Cuihua was startled and quickly turned her head to look. At this sight... the whole person, no, the whole cat jumped up. She transformed into her original shape in mid-air, and flew several meters away lightly, with long, smooth and shiny legs. His fur rose and he bared his teeth at Li Xianyu.
"It's me, it's me..." Li Xianyu noticed Cuihua's intention to attack, waved his hand quickly, and restored his voice.
Cuihua's round cat eyes were obviously startled. Her arrogant aura receded like a tide, and her long bristled hair also fell back. After a few seconds, she shouted: "What are you doing? You're so scary. Why are you turning into Li Peiyun?" .”
Li Xianyu fell on the bed and rolled on the bed with laughter: "You are really my pistachio, so funny."
Cuihua was so frightened that she not only transformed into her original shape, but was also so frightened that her hair exploded. It's a pity that I didn't set up the camera in advance and didn't capture that scene.
"Disgusting!" Cuihua got angry and jumped on Li Xianyu's face. Her sharp claws popped out of the flesh pads, trying to scratch Li Xianyu's face.
"No, no, no, it's very tiring to put on makeup." Li Xianyu turned over and protected his face on the soft bed.
Cuihua retracted her claws and used tortoise punch instead, hitting her on the back of the head. After beating her, she turned into a human form, wrapped around Li Xianyu like an octopus, and bit his neck with her sharp tiger teeth.
The physical body of a half-step Ji Dao, and fused with the remains of the ancient demon, was no longer something she could bite.
After chewing for a long time, his defense was not broken, and the saliva covered his neck.
Li Xianyu lay on the bed, feeling his back being pressed by two soft and warm mountains. The two legs wrapped around his waist were tight, slender, and full of strength. Two small tiger teeth were grinding on the neck, making it numb and itchy.
"Let's make out." He turned over and pressed Cuihua under him, trying to take advantage of her or something.
"Go!" Cuihua punched him away, "Then you change back to your original form first."
This face is 89% similar to Li Peiyun. Even if she knew that he was Li Xianyu, Cuihua would inevitably have the idea that it was Li Peiyun who was pressing on her, which made her very resistant and uncomfortable.
"Forget it." Li Xianyu gave up the idea of being intimate.
"What do you mean?" Cuihua's eyes widened and she grabbed the quilt. Could it be that in his heart, being intimate with him was less important than wearing makeup
The scoundrel has no respect for his master.
So angry.
"I still have things to do." Li Xianyu explained.
Cuihua put down the pillow and asked curiously: "Why do you look so similar? Not only are your face shape and facial features similar, but your temperament and expression are so lifelike."
"As the old saying goes, the person who knows you best is always your enemy. Li Peiyun and I are lifelong enemies, the kind that we will fight to the death. Of course I understand him." Li Xianyuxin said, thanks to the close distance during the European trip touch.
Although he and Li Peiyun had fought against each other several times before, they were tit-for-tat confrontations as enemies. While in Europe, Li Peiyun shed his cold shell, allowing him to see many daily details.
"Why not continue in women's clothing?"
"Li Qianyu's identity is not safe, but Li Xiu'er's identity is very good. Not only can I use the Qi Sword arbitrarily, but I can also throw the blame to him." Li Xianyu raised his eyebrows proudly: "Kill two birds with one stone."
Searching for the ancient demon in Tokyo will definitely not be accomplished in a sneaky way, and it will definitely cause a huge mess.
But what does what Li Peiyun did have to do with me, Li Xianyu
The coquettish beauty is Li Qianyu, the one who makes trouble in Tokyo is Li Peiyun, and I, Li Xianyu, am a clean and innocent boy.
Sakura Bank, Business Manager's Office.
Jun Kudo was sitting on his office chair with a cigarette in his hand. Although he was talking loudly and smiling enthusiastically, the constantly rotating cigarette showed his urgent mood at the moment.
He has a serious addiction to cigarettes, but the customer sitting opposite him is a well-dressed lady. Women usually don't like the smell of cigarettes, even if they are well-educated and will not show disgust on the spot, but in this way, This tug-of-war will fail because of the inner conflict of the lady and she will leave.
The lady's husband passed away due to illness a month ago, leaving behind a large inheritance. She was considering whether to use this huge sum of money to spend time with the pretty boy she kept, or to use it for financial management.
"Madam, Tokyo is a place where it is easy to spend money but hard to make money. If you have such a large amount of money, you should invest it and use the money to make money. Only in this way will your wealth continue to flow." Kudo Jun persuaded the person in front of him with sincerity. The noblewoman who finally outlasted her elderly husband said: "The reason why rich people have always been rich is because they make money in a wise way. Madam, you must not be deceived by men's sweet words..."
He noticed the lady's slight frown, and changed the topic: "Of course, I believe that you and your new love have a true love that lasts forever, but young people always enjoy themselves in time, and their vision is not far-sighted enough. For the sake of you and his In the future, you should create more wealth so that your love can last longer and longer."
"What you said makes sense," the lady sighed: "He is still young and only knows how to spend money, but does not know how difficult it is to make money. I am a mother and a lover at the same time. Since this is the case, I will trouble Mr. Kudo. "
After a long two-hour tug-of-war, he finally convinced the woman to hand over the money to him.
"Don't worry, our annualized rate of return is nine percent. From now on, our monthly income alone will be more than what office workers earn in a year."
“A pleasure to work with.”
After signing the contract and completing the formalities, Kudo Jun was about to send the lady away when the landline on the desk rang. It was a call from the receptionist outside, saying that a gentleman calling himself Tengu was looking for him.
"Let him in." Kudo Jun suddenly changed his face, serious and cold, exuding the aura of a superior.
As if the man with the flattering and respectful smile on his face was not him, the lady did not see his sudden change of expression, opened the door and left.
Kudo Toshiaki's identity on the surface is a business manager of Sakura Bank. He has a small position and is only a small leader. But behind his back, he is a cadre of Tenjin Shrine and has the power to kill ordinary club members. At the same time, he is also an S-level master.
Although the S-class is not strong in a place like Tokyo where crouching tigers hide dragons, it is more than enough to serve as a middle-level cadre of Tenjin Shrine.
Soon, the receptionist led the tengu in, accompanied by a young man wearing a peaked cap.
"You come to me, I guess there must be news about the two guardians from the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance." Kudo Jun said with a smile.
He and Tengu were casual acquaintances who had met several times. Because the tasks issued by the organization required top S-levels to complete, he approached Tengu and made him a big deal, saying that as long as he captured the members of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, he If you become a protector, you can join the Tenjin Shrine.
Tengu naturally agreed without hesitation. In the past six months, the Tenjin Shrine is no longer as low-key as in the past. The members' activities have gradually become more frequent, and there are constant frictions with official organizations. The signs of competing for the top position in the blood community of the island country have become obvious.
At first, everyone was not optimistic about Tenjin Society, but as things developed, Tenjin Society continued to show its strength that shocked onlookers. This organization not only colluded with many congressmen, but also cultivated influence and supported talents in major financial groups. Fully tell the outside world what is the heritage of the century-old organization.
Assassination organizations like the Tengu Society are wanted and hated by official organizations, and are inherently villains. Of course, I would not refuse the olive branch offered by Tenjin Shrine.
"Not only did I have news about them, I also captured one of the protectors." Tengu said with a smile on his face.
"Where is the person?" Kudo Jun remained calm and frowned secretly. He noticed a detail. Before the Tengu spoke, he glanced at the man in the peaked hat next to him and pursed his lips tightly. This was only done when he was nervous or worried. Facial expressions made consciously.
"I have imprisoned him, Team Leader Kudo, when can I join the organization and how can I join the organization?" Tengu read the lines according to the script.
"I have to see people first." Kudo Jun leaned on the office chair, one hand on the table and one hand under the table.
"Tsk, my acting skills are poor." Li Xianyu sighed helplessly, flicked his fingers to create a stream of energy, and pierced Kudo Jun's arm hidden under the table. With a "pop" sound, the phone fell to the ground.
Tengu lowered his head and saw that the phone screen was a dialing interface. What does he want to do? Why make the phone call secretly
"Very keen intuition." While the Tengu was secretly guessing, Li Xianyu had already made a sudden appearance and strangled Kudo Jun's neck. The S-class blood descendant had almost no strength to resist or fight back in front of him, "Don't be nervous. I have a few things I want you to help with. If you cooperate well, you can survive."
After Li Xianyu finished speaking, he handed the phone to Kudo Jun.
Kudo Jun's upper body was lying on the table. He felt that the hand holding the back of his neck was made of steel and could easily break his neck. He tried to mobilize his energy and supernatural powers, but his energy was stagnant and difficult to mobilize, and his supernatural powers could not be used, as if suppressed by some strange force.
Qi and abilities are both limited.
Damn it, this guy Tengu is actually a young man. Doesn’t he want to hang out in Tokyo? The idea came to me.
Kudo Jun was filled with anger, and his good psychological quality allowed him to temporarily suppress these emotions. The man behind him was too powerful to resist.
He speaks Chinese and does not speak Japanese.
All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Kudo Jun said to the phone: "Who are you and what do you want me to do."
"Who is the leader of Tenjin Shrine?"
"I'm just a middle-level cadre, so I don't know."
"Who is your boss?"
"What is your purpose?"
"Just say what you say. Too much nonsense will kill people."
He wants to press for information from the top of the Tenjin Shrine and then plot something evil? It seems that the Tengu Club has surrendered to the official organization.
Kudo Jun's thoughts were racing. In the current situation, the struggle between the Tenjin Shrine and the official organization is still in a relatively mild Cold War state. There is no large-scale conflict, and there is no overt rebellion, but there are endless small moves in the dark. Kudo Jun has reason to believe that his current experience is related to the official organization. They must be trying to assassinate the senior officials of Tenjin Shrine before the conflict completely breaks out. This will create an advantage for future duels.
"I understand, you are members of the official organization. Damn it, these courageous guys, did they invite Chinese people to help out?" Kudo Jun sneered, expressing disdain.
Li Xianyu was stunned, not expecting that he would come to such a conclusion.
"So what, if you don't want to die, just tell the truth." Li Xianyu crushed Kudo Jun's shoulder blade.
Kudo Jun snorted and glanced at the Japanese translation on the phone screen. He was silent for a moment and said: "Before I joined the Tenjin Shrine, I was just a humble pawn in the blood world. Working in the journalistic industry, relying on my supernatural powers Conveniently and secretly photographed the private lives of many celebrities. As a result, they were discriminated against and ridiculed... "
Li Xianyu felt that he was lying, because based on the knowledge he gained when he was a keyboard warrior, some great masters on Zhihu Tieba Forum in my country had said that the island country has a craftsman spirit, so how could there be such a thing as professional ridicule. How can you, an island native, know more about Japan than the Tieba forum master? You must be fifty cents, how many min coins did you receive to smear the island country like this
"Until I join the Tenjin Shrine, I will no longer be laughed at and live a glorious and decent life. I will not betray the organization, even if I am about to face death." Jun Kudo sneered disdainfully at the phone screen: "What are you Chinese doing? Maybe they understand our loyalty."
"You are so uncooperative, making it difficult for me to do business. After all, they paid a lot of money to hire me to deal with the Tianjin Shrine. Forget it, let's continue looking for the next target." Li Xianyu raised his hand and slapped him. On Kudo Jun's head.
Kill by touching the head!
Kudo Jun spat out a mouthful of blood and slumped limply on the table.
Li Xianyu left Sakura Bank with Tengu.
After the two left, Jun Kudo's fingers moved, and the faint light rekindled in his dilated pupils. With trembling arms, he picked up the mobile phone under the table and typed in the mobile phone number, but stopped after typing a few digits. Considering that they might turn back, I didn't dare to dial. I exited the dialing interface, turned on the recording, gasped, and said intermittently: "The Chinese are the ones who killed me. The official organization invited the Chinese to assassinate our cadres. Please note that the other party is extremely powerful." powerful."
After saying that, he hid the phone in the drawer, breathed out a sigh of relief, and his pupils gradually became dilated.
His power is stealth, which allows him to hide his own life fluctuations. It is precisely because of this ability that he has repeatedly succeeded in secretly taking private photos of celebrities. Just now, he just deceived the other party by pretending to die. Bought for myself a short respite.
After spreading the news, he lost his support and his life suddenly went out like a candle.
(End of chapter)