Chapter 189 As expected of Fingel, he never disappoints people in terms of disappointment

In Caesar Gattuso's dictionary, there is no such word as sitting still and waiting for death.

Although there is indeed no such word in the Italian dictionary, it doesn't matter! Because Chu Zihang doesn't like to put his fate in the hands of others.

The fatigue from the hard battle just now has faded away, and he is now full of power.

Caesar also used the Word Spirit Kamaitachi to explore the way, and checked the corridors and surveillance cameras on the upper and lower floors, and planned the best evacuation route.

As long as we catch those armed guards outside off guard and then find an opportunity to destroy the power switch, the rest will be like birds flying high in the sky and fish leaping in the sea as they please.

The two men, who hit it off immediately, prepared to "break out of prison" again, and this time they aimed to be fast, accurate and ruthless.

With a "clang", Chu Zihang drew his sword, revealing his murderous nature.

Suddenly——

The figure held a knife and shot it straight into the corridor.

When the demon sword Murasame touched the sliding door, someone opened the door from the outside with a "whoosh", and a man with a stern face and wearing a long black windbreaker suddenly appeared right in front of the sword light.

Seeing Yuan Zhisheng suddenly rushing out, even Chu Zihang was a little stunned, but there was no way to hold back at this time. He could only hope that the opponent's fighting ability that killed Shi as easily as chopping melons and vegetables was not a flash in the pan.

Facing the knife light that was already in front of him, Yuan Zhisheng, who was well prepared, remained calm and drew out the Spider Cut to block the powerful blow.

In the passage of Xingshen Temple, Yuan Zhisheng had already witnessed Chu Zihang's actual combat level, and had some ideas in his mind.

But this time when they fought with real swords and guns, he realized that he had underestimated the opponent. This sword was far beyond the ability of a kindergarten kid to strike.

As expected, he is the hottest newcomer in the Lionheart Club, and he is quite capable.

The hand holding the sword paused slightly, and the cold and sharp blade of the demon sword Murasame was close at hand, only ten centimeters away from cutting the head of the Minamoto family in two.

Chu Zihang was surprised for a moment when he realized that the tremendous force on the blade disappeared without a trace after touching the Spider Cut, and Yuan Zhisheng's arm didn't even press down too deeply.

Although his knife was not intended to kill anyone, but only to destroy the sliding door and block the guard's sight, the force it brought was enough to cut through steel.

“clang!”

The crisp sound of metal clashing spread out from the point where the two people met, and the two guards closest to them even had a momentary tinnitus.

But they were battle-hardened elites of the Execution Bureau after all. Soon the armed guards outside the corridor raised their guns and pointed them at Chu Zihang, who was holding a knife and confronting his young master, and Caesar, who was following behind him with a hunting knife and ready to launch a simultaneous attack.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka—”

If there were only Yuan Zhisheng and the two guns outside, Chu Zihang and Caesar could still try out whether the senior's strength was really that supermodel.

But facing the ten black gun muzzles, the rage of fighting that had just risen in their hearts was quietly extinguished.

The gun is fast from seven steps away, and is both accurate and fast within seven steps.

There is no way to defeat him.

Under the threat of ten guns and the gaze of Yuan Zhisheng, who was powerful enough to achieve unilateral crushing, Chu Zihang was not in a hurry to put away his sword, but a hint of fighting spirit burned in his eyes.

To be honest, this was the first time Chu Zihang encountered an enemy who made him feel unshakable since he started practicing martial arts.

The last person who gave him this feeling was something that could not be described by human words.

"Tsk, you two really know how to pick the right time."

Seeing that the opportunity to break out had once again become a thing of the past, Caesar felt a little upset.

If they had dared to gamble before that the guards of the Snake Eight Families would not dare to shoot, then after Tachibana Masamune visited and asked the guards to replace all the bullets with powerful anesthetic bullets that were as effective as Frigga bullets, there was no doubt at all whether they would pull the trigger.

Upon hearing this, Chu Zihang ended his affectionate gaze with Yuan Zhisheng, put away his knife, returned to the low table, sat cross-legged, and continued to close his eyes and concentrate.

Gen Chisheng didn't care about the two's repeated attempts to escape from prison. To him, it was just a rebellious act of a child. At most, he asked Sakura to send some more people to guard them.

Ten guns scattered in four directions of the room would give them an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Twenty guns should be no problem at all.

The tea on the table had gone cold and no one had refilled it. After calling everyone, Ying went forward to replace the tea.

Yuan Zhisheng, Chu Zihang and Caesar sat around the table, one with a knife at his side, one with a knife across his knees, and one with a hunting knife on the table. The atmosphere was completely devoid of the sympathy between seniors and juniors.

Anyone who saw this tense scene would have no doubt that they would draw their swords and chop each other in the next second.

"I have to apologize to you for what happened this time. I'm sorry."

Yuan Zhisheng supported his thighs with both hands and bent slightly.

Not only was he stabbed as soon as they met, but the first thing he did after sitting down was to apologize. This was a bit beyond Caesar and Chu Zihang's expectations.

If the old man Tachibana Masamune was a sticky person who said "I was wrong, I admit it, but I won't change", then at this moment, Gen Chisei was much more sincere. At least it can be seen that he was really regretful.

I am still young and not thick-skinned enough.

Otherwise, they could also say shameless words like "For the sake of family and responsibility, I can compromise even my justice" and "One day I will be punished for the mistakes I made, but unfortunately, now I have to continue making mistakes."

By then, he will completely become what Tachibana Masamune wants him to be.

"What's the point of apologizing? Can apologizing change the fact that you are repaying kindness with hatred?"

Caesar scoffed at Yuan Zhisheng's words.

What he hates most is apologies. Apologies are always said after the fact, and often after the fact symbolizes that it is too late and irreversible.

It doesn't matter if a man makes something wrong, as long as he bears the consequences. However, the man in front of him and his family are not prepared to bear the consequences of their mistakes.

Just like that bastard stud and that damn family, there is absolutely no remorse at all!

In fact, they did something even more ruthless than the Eight Clans of Sheqi. Those old bastards who should have been put into coffins and buried in the ground long ago didn't even say an apology.

All the ugliness and filth were covered up with just a seemingly grand funeral.

Chu Zihang looked up at Caesar, then lowered his eyes again, watching Ying's hands with slender knuckles but not as delicate as those of ordinary women, washing tea, pouring tea and serving tea on the table, with a light of deep thought in her eyes.

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People who are not familiar with him might wonder if he is admiring the beautiful assistant serving tea, but people who are familiar with him know that he is thinking about whether taking hostages is feasible.

With just a quick glance, Chu Zihang knew that this beautiful assistant was by no means a pretty face, but a killer skilled in assassination.

Ying didn't know what was in Chu Zihang's mind. She just felt that this guy, who was even colder than the young master, had a cold look in his eyes, like the bone-chilling wind blowing from Siberia.

After the tea was served, no one moved.

Yuan Zhisheng did not ask Caesar to drink the wine for refusing to accept the toast. He now wished he could drink all the wine himself and get drunk until he could dream about the rest of his life.

When you wake up from the dream, everything will return to its original state.

Eri is still waiting for him in the cabin to play games together. Dad is still loyal and dedicated to helping the Snake Eight Clan regain their former glory. When he is busy, he is busy. When he is not busy, he asks his dad to take Eri out to eat delicious food, buy fun toys, beautiful clothes and bags...

Unfortunately, given his bloodline, it is extremely difficult to get drunk to the point of passing out.

It would be better to find a titanium brick and let the crow knock you out.

"No matter what, we are sorry for what happened this time." Yuan Zhisheng picked up the tea and drank the boiling hot tea in one gulp as if it were wine:

"It's just that this matter is of great importance. Perhaps the entire Japanese underworld structure will be replanned because of it, and it may also involve the survival of the Japanese mixed-bloods. Please forgive us for taking such a bad approach."

Caesar raised his eyebrows when he heard this, somewhat unconvinced: "It's just a Deadpool invasion, how did it rise to the point where it concerns the survival of the Japanese hybrids?

Could it be that those deadpools are all corrupted Japanese hybrids, and the people we killed tonight are all your compatriots?"

Yuan Zhisheng's hand holding the tea paused slightly. The movement was so subtle that Caesar, who was staring at his eyes, failed to notice this detail, but Chu Zihang, who had his eyes lowered, caught the ripples in the tea in his cup.

He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and moistened his suddenly dry lips.

Things seem to be getting complicated.

"You can block it for a while, but you can't block it forever." Caesar frowned, stroking the bottom of the delicate cup with his fingers: "Besides, you haven't caught Finger for so long. I'm afraid that what happened here has already been passed on by him."

Finkel is one of the administrators and builders of the Night Watchman Forum. No one in Kassel College can match his attainments in mathematics and computers (only students). Unfortunately, none of his technical skills are used in the right place. He has been trying to break into the school's management system to change grades and credit card loans, but unfortunately he has never succeeded.

"It's useless. Kaguya has taken over the entire Japanese network, and all means of contacting the academy headquarters have been blocked." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head. It was not that he looked down on Finkel's unorthodox skills, but that Kaguya was too powerful.

It can be said that when she is operating at full capacity, she can even hack into the US military air force base in Japan. No matter what the consequences of doing so are, she has hacked in anyway.

"Prior to this, Princess Kaguya has intercepted several requests to access the Kassel Academy website. Our people have already locked down Finkel's location and will soon be able to capture him."

As if to complement his words, Ying, who was standing beside him, suddenly received a message. Her expression changed slightly and she said softly, "Young Master, the patrol team of the Iron Dome Temple reported that they have found Commissioner Finkel and are sending him here now."

Look, in order to take care of the feelings of the two department specialists, she deliberately used English, and the words she used were "find" and "send", which was so gentle.

Caesar & Chu Zihang: "..."

After hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng's bad mood for the whole night finally improved a little.

But he was still a little puzzled. The information previously reported said that Finkel had fled to Shibuya, so how could he suddenly turn back and appear in the Iron Dome Temple?

Lure the tiger away from the mountain? Or make a feint to the east and attack in the west? He decided to ask about this question in person later.

"Don't worry, this matter will be over soon." Yuan Zhisheng took a sip from the teacup, his demeanor calm and steady: "Tomorrow at the latest, Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki will be safely handed over to you. You don't need to worry about the rest, we will handle it ourselves."

What this means is that now that Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki are back, it's time to start the brainwashing method I prepared for you.

Again, Japanese psychology ranks at the forefront in the world. Combined with the spiritual elements mastered by the descendants of the White King, brainwashing, hypnosis and changing memories are too easy.

(End of this chapter)