"Zhao Dehan?" Qin Ye raised his eyes unexpectedly, "You asked Hou Liangping to arrest him?"
"Who?" The second-generation monk Zhang Er was confused, he was the second monk in the literal sense...
"It's okay..." Qin Ye coughed lightly, tapping his fingers on the back of the chair rhythmically. Zhao Dehan... is he again? Is it too much a coincidence? Is the name poisonous
However, it also reminded him.
It's time for Yin Si to rectify state affairs.
This state affairs does not mean state affairs. but state officials.
There's no party here, but it's Hades instead. However, the idea of official standard is almost engraved in the bones of the Chinese people. It takes two or three generations to get rid of this kind of thinking. Yangjian's eagerness to develop the economy has not yet taken care of this, but... Yinsi, his kingdom, has to dispel this idea from the beginning.
The official position is a breeding ground for corruption. If it hadn't been confirmed by the second generation, who would have known that the person who had an affair with Mirage City was just such an inconspicuous city god
But now is not the time to think about it, the Nara meeting is imminent. When the Nara convention is over, the more important thing is the energy plan. I can only see when I think of it. When I have time, I will make a charter first, and then I will go ahead. Let the emissary supervise first... It's not good, the emissary is also a vested interest, so... why not set up a new department, such as Jinyiwei? Something factory
"What do you think?"
"Nothing..." Qin Ye replied casually, suddenly thinking about it: "Brother Xu, in fact, I have always admired your ability to cross the world."
Big Brother Xu smiled all over his face, showing a great wisdom of "I'll just watch you as a demon".
"But... You travel to other stars. Don't you eat? People take food as their heaven. How long has it been since you tasted authentic Japanese food?"
"Just around June 7th? How about I invite you to Japan to eat authentic Japanese food?"
You are standing there like a lightning rod!
2. Lightning Rod. Dai took a sip of tea: "Although it's far-fetched, it can actually come round... Your shamelessness is far beyond the style of the generation back then, I'm very optimistic about you."
He sighed: "Actually, if possible, I would also like to help you stand on this stage."
"But?" Qin Ye raised his eyebrows.
"However, the kings of other underworlds have already learned to behave well." He said lightly: "My strength is neither true qi nor yin qi, but it is a mixture of the two. Among a group of Yamas, it is extremely conspicuous. If I come forward, Everyone will find that my power has been rejected by the world and cannot be used. At that time... who can protect you?"
"If I don't go, they will restrain themselves."
"Let's try it." He restrained his smile and looked directly into Qin Ye's eyes: "No matter what the outcome is, any King of Hell will have to go through this. It's the first time for a generation to meet the heroes of the world, isn't it the same?"
"Everything grows from hard work. It's impossible to sit back and relax."
He personally poured a cup of tea for Qin Ye: "Replace the wine with tea, I wish... there will be a time when the wind and waves break through."
Qin Ye looked at him deeply, smiled for a long time, picked up the teacup casually, and touched it lightly.
"Hang the sails straight to the sea."
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Sand... A letter was torn from the envelope and pinched by a hand full of bones. The owner of the hand is a man with a tattered cloak and his whole body is bathed in red karmic fire.
The Yin Qi in his body seemed to be boiling every minute and every second, and under the black robe, countless blood-red eyes opened every moment and quietly disappeared. The only head without this vision is a skeleton that looks like an elephant skeleton. There are two pin-point-sized ghost fires in the eye sockets.
In the underworld, various forms of yin difference abound. However, no matter who sees it, even Fujun and ordinary Yama, they should respectfully shout out: Lord Yama.
One of the Four Constants, the ruler of the underworld in India, the world's chess player - Yama, the god of death!
"One of the dignified four permanent members, a team of forty-three people?" A hoarse sneer came from under Yama's cloak, and he said with disdain, "I'm afraid it can't be squeezed out, right?"
He handed the letter to the side: "You guys have a look too."
A human hand took it. Its owner is a man as handsome as a god.
He wears a crown of pure gold, set with black gems. If it weren't for the yin qi in the seven orifices that rise and fall all the time, it would hardly be like a yin difference.
However, he sat with Yama.
Hypnos, the god of sleep, one of the four constants, the twin god of Thanatos, the god of death!
Hypnos looked at it for a few seconds, then smiled: "The third representative Qin Changxin? Fu Jun? Which corner is this offal? To be frank, I have never heard of such a scumbag. Use these maggots like To speak on behalf of the King of Hell, do you think that the prestige of China's underworld has not lost enough international prestige?"
"If the second generation of Hades is here, I can recognize this team. But he's not there either." He smiled and picked up a European-style cup, and took a sip: "The brilliance of the sunset is always so dim, so dim it makes people feel Laughing... a mess that was struggling to stay... still a mess."
"From the information we have collected, as well as China's response to the Russian ban on art, and the deployment of personnel, we can be sure that the underworld of China is hiding the fact that it is declining." Beside him, a five-meter-tall man was seen. The figure slowly opened the mouth.
He is not like a human, or rather, humanoid, with a dog's head growing on the human body. This dog has a Nimes blue crown on its head. The whole body was submerged in a cloud of darkness. Gently stroked the serpent scepter in his hand: "This is the reason why we can sit together, after all... It has not been hundreds of years since the private gathering of the leader of the three executive council members, the God of Death."
His eyes swept over the two gods of death, and said faintly: "This opportunity cannot be missed. Then... who will fire the first shot?"
silence.
After ten minutes, Yan Mo snorted coldly and said lightly, "I'll come."
"Oh?" Anubis flashed, and before he could speak, Yama sneered: "You don't speak, aren't you just waiting for me to speak?"
He stood up, and countless venomous snakes slipped out of his cloak. The neighing turned into Yin Qi and disappeared. On his skeleton-like face, a smile cracked along the corner of his mouth: "Only I am most qualified to accuse them of being irresponsible."
His yin qi swept out like a storm, and the space was buzzing frantically, as if hundreds of ghosts were wailing at the same time. In the eye sockets of his bones, two red ghost fires instantly turned into jets of fire, with a hoarse expression of unbearable excitement: "Only I am qualified to say that the situation in Asia for the past 100 years has been maintained by the Peacock Dynasty."
"It's only me who has the right to point to their noses and say: You... should have rolled down from this position! You don't deserve this position! You don't have the qualifications!"
"It's still me who has the right to influence other countries in Asia that can vote!"
His voice resounded through the hall like thunder, and after a few words, he looked to the other side: "You said... right?"
This is a tall wooden building room. Painted various famous paintings of Japanese Ukiyo-e. What they are stepping on is soft tatami. Surrounded by Japanese-style lacquer-gold vases, there are flowers of the other side, which are as red as blood. Outside the open sliding door, there are shade trees swaying with ghost fires.
Just under the tree, around a stone table, sat a number of shadows.
Levels from Fujun to Yama, everything!
"Yes." A woman wearing a Japanese kimono, with no other facial features and only one mouth left on her face, bowed and smiled and said, "I have never eaten a corpse, and I have been sitting in this position despite my position for decades. Why? ?"
"We are born to be cows and horses, and they are born to be high?"
"The times have changed." An eunuch, like a black hole, with only one golden eye split in the center said hoarsely: "This is not the pre-underworld period when the underworld of the Hua Kingdom was in the dark. There are close to 200 countries in the world, isn't it only the five permanent ones?"
A death god wearing a skeleton mask and the rest of the body is a shadow said hoarsely: "In this world, the only thing that can make him secure his position is profit. They... haven't given benefits for nearly a hundred years. Why sit here with peace of mind? location?"
Of course, this is all bullshit.
The important thing is... they and the underworld of China are not ghosts along the way.
"Very good." Yan Mo nodded slightly, and disappeared into the wind: "Wait... Since he doesn't want to leave, then... we will strip it off in front of the world."
Who would want to sit together if it wasn't for the position of the Four Constants
Only Hypnos and Anubis remained.
The two gods of death looked at each other, Anubis waved his hand gently, and the wooden door closed softly.
"I can already smell the smoke of gunpowder." He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "But... it's not enough."
"The Chinese country is too deep, and it's not enough to make them bow their heads."
He looked at Hypnos: "So... the real killer move, I hope you are ready."
"Of course." Hypnos lowered his head and flipped the ruby ring on his finger: "We have waited too long for this day... There are countless underworlds who are looking forward to this position, and their strength is not bad, and they are... sensible. "
Anubis laughed. The figure turned into yellow sand and floated into the air: "Since this is the case, I still have a big gift to give to this new Hades."
"After all... Strength is expressed in many ways. There is only one aspect at the negotiating table, isn't it?"
There is no warmth in the international political arena when the wall is pushed down by everyone.
When you are down, it must be the one that stomped you into the mud, not pulled you out of the quagmire.
If we say that this is a magnificent sea, now, it has been centered on the underworld of China, and undercurrents are surging.
It only takes a little friction and it will turn into a huge wave!
Of course Qin Ye knew this, and he knew even more that he had to come. No one can escape international development. Moreover, he must stabilize the position of the four constants!
Therefore, he led a team of forty-four emissary ambassadors to stand at the port of Pengqiu.
"Take care." Only the second generation came to see them off, and Qin Ye didn't let anyone else send them off.
The second generation clasped his fists and bowed sincerely: "After this time, you will know more."
There is a long way to go... Qin Ye sighed: "Where is the reliance?"
"You wouldn't let me just walk like this, would you? I wasn't ready when you said yes."
"Don't worry." The second generation smiled and waved, the entire harbor was flickering with golden light.
Heh... All the yin-women took a breath in silence.
"It's called... Li Xian." The second generation said calmly: "It's what this king got from a certain Xianxia plane. Use this thing to town those bastards... more than enough!"
"Since we've already set off, show me the momentum of the underworld of China! Don't let those bulls, ghosts and snakes underestimate us!"