Chapter 174 The funny character is the hidden one

On the 30th floor of Genji Heavy Industries, the terrace of Awakening Temple seemed particularly quiet in the night, and figures in black were carrying corpses all over the ground.

After Gennochi left with his men, Akechi Asuya was sent to the medical room.

Chu Zihang and Caesar were taken to the reception room of the Strategic Department under the strict escort of ten fully armed guards, waiting to be summoned by the patriarch.

In other words, waiting for their "disposal".

After all, they witnessed too many secrets that they shouldn't have seen.

The two men sat in the waiting room, looking at each other in silence, with a tea tray in front of them.

The tea in the cup had already gone cold, and the curling hot steam had dissipated without a trace.

But no one took a sip.

"Why didn't you run just now?"

Caesar suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

His eyes fell on the black-haired boy opposite him who was wiping the long sword carefully with a towel in his hand, and there was a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Chu Zihang didn't raise his head, nor did he stop the action in his hands. He just replied calmly: "You didn't run away either."

Both of them are proud warriors, and the title of deserter on the battlefield has never been applicable to describe them.

"What now?" Caesar's fingers gently stroked the Desert Eagle, which had run out of bullets but had never been resupplied, and finally fell on the handle of the hunting knife "Dick Tudo" at his waist.

Just now, he had released his Word Spirit, Kamaitachi, to thoroughly explore the security forces on the 30th floor.

At the moment, Yuan Zhisheng, the strongest fighter among the Eight Snake Clans, is not present, and there are not many guards outside, and they are loosely distributed.

If the two of them join forces, they can easily kill their way out of the other party without them being prepared, and at most they will only suffer minor injuries.

Now, the only question is whether Chu Zihang is willing to believe him.

Chu Zihang noticed his intention and didn't say much. He just put down the rag in his hand and stood up with the knife.

Seeing this, Caesar curled his lips and also drew out the hunting knife from his waist.

Finkel's useless nature had long been engraved on the pillar of shame at Kassel Academy. Just as no one expected a broken sword to split the snow-capped peak of Mount Fuji, naturally no one would expect this playboy who had been hanging out on the Night Watch forum for years to suddenly descend from the sky with a holy sword in hand to help them break out of the siege.

If he could dig out some scraps of information about the Eight Snake Clans and pass the news back to the academy headquarters in time and apply for support, he would have exceeded his mission.

As for more - Caesar looked at the tea stalks floating in the teacup. The dry branch slowly sank in the cold tea soup, like a broken hope falling into the Mariana Trench.

After quickly planning the route of action, noting the locations of the guards outside the door and dividing their respective cleaning areas, Caesar and Chu Zihang were ready to break out in one fell swoop.

However, just as they quietly approached the door, the mobile phone in their pockets, which had been unable to contact the outside world, suddenly vibrated slightly.

The sudden shock made Caesar's heart skip a beat, and he thought something had happened to Finkel.

He quickly took out his cell phone, and a short message popped up on the screen:

"Dear Mr. Caesar Gattuso: Thank you for helping the Japanese branch stop the invaders. But I'm sorry that you and your companions cannot leave for the time being.

The patriarch is on the way, please put down your weapons and sit back in your seats.

——Princess Kaguya."

Caesar stared at the screen, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, and he cursed in a low voice: "Damn it."

Chu Zihang glanced at him with a questioning look in his eyes.

Caesar turned the phone screen towards him, shrugged and said, "It seems that our plan will have to be put on hold for the time being."

Chu Zihang glanced at the message and frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

He put away his long sword, turned around and walked back to his seat, with the sword across his knees, as if nothing had happened.

Caesar sighed, put Dicktudo back into the scabbard, and sat back down.

The herbal tea on the tea tray remained unattended, and a depressing silence filled the air.

Kaguya's reminder was like an invisible chain, binding them firmly in place.

It can only be said that they are worthy of being a country of voyeurism. The cameras are hidden so well that even the two professionally trained dragon slayers cannot find them.

Awesome! Soon, steady footsteps were heard from the end of the corridor.

The sound of wooden clogs hitting the ground echoed in the empty corridor, along with the guards' respectful titles.

Tachibana Masamune appeared at the door, still with that majestic yet gentle look, like a kind elder rather than the patriarch who controlled the entire Sheqi Eight Families.

He walked slowly into the reception room, his eyes lingering on the two young heroes for a moment, and then he sighed softly, with a mixture of helplessness and anger: "I'm very sorry for the poor hospitality and for scaring you all."

Caesar raised his eyebrows, smiling, "Why, the Deadpool invasion is an after-dinner activity you prepared?

If that's the case, then the Japanese branch is living too luxuriously.

Even our Gattuso family doesn't dare to secretly raise Deadpool as a consumable for daily training."

"You misunderstood. These deadpools were indeed placed artificially, but they were not placed by the Eight Snake Clans."

Tachibana Masamune shook his head, his eyes deep, his tone revealing a trace of fatigue: "Today, the Kansai branch destroyed more than ten bases of the Menggui Clan and arrested several high-ranking officials. The direct and indirect losses were no less than 5 billion yen.

And tonight's attack is the revenge of those lunatics."

Chu Zihang frowned slightly, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "You mean, the ghosts have already mastered the method of cultivating Deadpool stably?"

"No, they are just a bunch of lunatics who dream of becoming pureblood dragons."

Tachibana Masamune sighed, "To be honest, although there has not been a major event of dragon revival, Deadpool has appeared more and more frequently in Japan in recent years.

I have always suspected that it was the Ghost Clan who were behind this. After all, their ambition was not concealed at all. They wanted to develop dragon serum, purify their bloodline, and evolve into true pure-blooded dragons.

Unfortunately, this evolutionary path is like walking on thin ice, and it is impossible for anyone to reach the other side safely.

Deadpool is the product of their failure to purify their bloodline."

"And in order to earn research and development funds, they also resell inferior serum to foreign countries." Tachibana Masamune looked straight at the two people opposite him and said firmly: "I guess you didn't come here just for the two missing commissioners.

The fact that the Ghost Clan was selling serum overseas was exposed, and the academy headquarters has been targeting them."

Caesar clapped softly, and the applause sounded particularly clear in the silent room:

"As expected of you, the patriarch of the Sheqi Eight Clan."

Now that things have come to this, the other party has told him everything, so there is no need for him to hide anything.

After all, the matter is almost out in the open, and anyone with a little bit of intelligence would know that their purpose of this trip is not simple.

However, he did not easily believe what Tachibana Masamune said. After all, judging from Minamoto Chisei's reaction at that time, there were many twists and turns here, and it was not as simple as Tachibana Masamune said.

Chu Zihang's gaze passed over Tachibana Masamune and fell on the thin sliding door behind him.

Behind the door paper, there were more than a dozen gun-wielding figures, their outlines so clear that they seemed as if they could break in at any time.

His fingers unconsciously stroked the hilt of Murasame's sword, as if calculating whether he could take the old man in front of him as a hostage before alerting the guards outside.

But considering the fighting power of Minamoto no Chisei as the head of the three inner families, the unfathomable aura of Tachibana Masamune, and the Kikuichimonji sword on his waist that symbolized the highest authority of the Snake Eight Families, he chose to play it safe.

The Japanese are crazy. They don't know if this old man would dare to rush into the blade after being held hostage, seeking to sacrifice his life.

"This is an internal struggle among the Japanese mixed race. We do not want any third party forces to intervene."

Tachibana Masamune stood up, and the sleeves of his haori gently brushed across the tea table: "So from now on, I'll just have to trouble you to wait for good news here.

If nothing unexpected happens, everything will be settled in two days."

After he finished speaking, he bowed slightly, his gesture was respectful but unquestionable.

Just as he turned around and prepared to leave, Caesar suddenly asked: "Where is Fingel? Where is he?"

No matter how useless that good-for-nothing paparazzi was, he was still a member of his team after all, and he seemed to be even on the student union list.

Whether dead or alive, it is necessary to ask.

Hearing this, Tachibana Masamune paused for a moment, turned his head, and had a strange expression on his face: "That Commissioner Finkel... we haven't been able to find any trace of him, and we're still looking for him."

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Caesar raised his eyebrows and tapped the Desert Eagle on the table with his fingers: "Oh? Even you can't find him?"

The corners of Tachibana Masamune's mouth twitched slightly, as if he didn't know how to respond.

It's strange that a mere student who is known for being a loser and has been repeating a grade the longest can accurately avoid the almost ubiquitous surveillance in the building.

So he could only say in a tactful way: "They are indeed top students of Kassel College. They all have unique skills."

After he left, Chu Zihang and Caesar looked at each other without saying anything, but they both saw the desire for freedom in each other's eyes.

All they could do now was wait, waiting for Finkel to make some big news, attract the attention of the Eight Clans of Sheqi, and give them a chance to escape.

At the same time, Yuan Zhisheng, who had gathered his men and was ready to intensify the search and rescue efforts, arrived at the Shinto level.

He had just received a message from Princess Kaguya that the Shinto layer had been invaded by Deadpool and unidentified persons, and the guards stationed there had suffered heavy casualties. The heads of the Ryoma and Sakurai families who were processing documents had almost lost their lives.

The incense-burning corridor is deep and quiet. The three or four-meter-high torii gate is mottled and painted, and I wonder how much wind and frost it has experienced.

In the darkness, tall wooden sculptures and sacrificial vessels stood quietly, with intertwined shadows, like sleeping giants.

Yuan Zhisheng walked through layers of curtains, his tactical boots making a dull echo on the ground, and finally stepped into a gloomy hall.

In the mural hall, the murals are incomplete, and the painters' superb skills are stained with blood.

The sticky blood slowly flowed down along the carvings on the screen wall, like a winding red snake.

On the ground, a man in a black windbreaker was lying in a mess.

They were all the elite members of the Execution Bureau, but at this moment they were like harvested ears of wheat, lying lifeless in a pool of blood.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes swept over the corpses, and his pupils contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The wounds on each corpse were precise and fatal. The huge wound pierced the heart and all the arteries in the chest were severed. Blood splattered on the surrounding walls and the ground, as well as on the pitifully small corpse of Deadpool.

His fingers unconsciously clenched the handle of the Spider Cutter, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the lingering scent of incense, so heavy that it was suffocating.

Not far from the pile of corpses, the head of the Ryoma family was covering his abdomen and fell into the arms of the head of the Sakurai family.

The middle-aged man who usually looked stern and serious was now as pale as paper, and half of his clothes were soaked in blood.

Fortunately, his wounds had been bandaged, and his breathing, though weak, was still steady.

The two family heads also noticed Yuan Zhisheng's arrival, but they did not intend to keep their distance to avoid suspicion.

The hand of the head of the Sakurai family was still lightly placed on the shoulder of the head of the Ryoma family, and his fingertips were trembling slightly, and it was unknown whether it was because of the fear of almost dying on the spot or something else.

Yuan Zhisheng did not say much about this.

He never cared about those rumors, even though the close gesture between the two family heads was enough to make the gossip circle of the entire Sheqi Eight Families boil—

One is a married man and the other is a widow. Such a combination is enough to become the center of attention in any occasion.

He walked quickly forward, squatted down and carefully checked the injuries of the head of the Longma family.

After checking that nothing was wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the group of deadpools whose heads were smashed:

"You guys killed all these?"

In his opinion, neither of these two family heads was a person with great martial arts skills.

Although their bloodline gave them strong physical qualities, in actual combat...

It’s not that Yuan Zhisheng looked down on them, it’s mainly because one of them worked in administration and the other was working in the business world.

Even Crow, who has the lowest fighting power among his retainers, can hang them both up and beat them.

Upon hearing this, the head of the Sakurai family had a complicated expression on his face and told the story that had happened before.

When Deadpool invaded the Shinto layer, the two of them organized the guards to resist together, but those Deadpools were too powerful and could not be dealt with by ordinary firearms alone.

Just when all the law enforcement officers were killed or injured and the two of them had nowhere to escape, a tall masked man suddenly rushed in from outside.

The other person was wearing a black shirt, black pants, and black leather shoes. He was holding a shotgun in his hand and had a bullet belt wrapped around his body. He looked like the Terminator played by Schwarzenegger, except that he was wearing a black plastic bag on his face instead of sunglasses.

There were two holes in the plastic bag, revealing a pair of bright, dazzling golden eyes.

The metal storm caused by the bullets turned Deadpool into a sieve, but they were all rescued in time.

After that, the other party ignored the two heads of the family, took out his mobile phone and took pictures of everything on the mural.

After finishing the photo shoot and preparing to leave, he suddenly seemed to remember something and took a photo of the head of the Ryoma family, who was holding a knife in one hand and protecting the head of the Sakurai family behind him with the other.

Obviously, those golden eyes were still filled with unquestionable majesty, but at that moment, the image of a savior completely collapsed.

Yuan Zhisheng was still guessing the other party's identity when he heard it earlier, but when he heard the end, he immediately realized that this was definitely the fish that escaped the net, Finkel.

I can only say that he is worthy of being the paparazzi king of Kassel Academy. His ability to find news and hot topics is truly amazing.

It would be best if what he discovered was not the big secret of the Snake Eight Families, but the affair between the head of the Ryoma family and the head of the Sakurai family.

After sending the two family heads for treatment, Gen Chisei asked Kaguya if she could locate Fingel, but the answer was no.

So he searched along the traces left at the scene and found that the guy had actually slipped into the survival passage along the escape route of the invader who called him the male protagonist of the hot-blooded comic the day before.

All the way down, you can see several Deadpools who were shot in the head, lying limply on the stairwell, with blood all over the floor.

Looking at the blood that had gathered into a pool, Yuan Zhisheng's eyes flashed with surprise.

As expected, funny characters are all hidden.

(End of this chapter)