Chapter 96 The Bodyguards at the Auction
On the coastal highway, Su Zimai and Lan Hu looked at each other.
Above them, the entrance to the villa was designed like a torii gate and was located close to the sea.
The sea breeze blew gently, ruffling Su Zimai's hair. An electric car drove slowly along the coastal highway.
The car owner was humming a song. When he caught a glimpse of Lan Hu's back from the corner of his eye, he immediately turned his head and exclaimed, "Lan..." As soon as he said it, he met the eyes of more than a dozen bodyguards and was stared at until he stuttered, "Blue, blue, blue..."
Then he suddenly had an idea and quickly changed the topic: "Nan... Nanfu, Nanfu batteries."
It seemed that the owner of the car was Chinese, and he spoke pure and beautiful Chinese. The battery car drove past the public bench.
"Oh... Nanfu batteries?"
On the public bench, the great artist Black Pupa scratched his chin, as if he had gathered inspiration for his creation.
He decided that next time he appeared on stage, he would leave a picture of "Silver Swallowing Rat" eating "Blue Arc Battery" to stir up the popularity of Blue Arc and Silver Swallowing, a pair of good friends in Japan.
While Comrade Tun Yin is still in China, we will build his image as a comedian in the eyes of the Japanese - this is also paving the way for Tun Yin's bright future. If he really can't be a wanderer, he can come to the exhibition area of Tokyo Tower to perform in the future.
Strike while the iron is hot, now is the time for Tun Yin-sang to enter the Japanese entertainment industry.
Taking the stage name "Silver Swallowing Rat", eating a raw model of the Tokyo Tower every day while signing autographs for passing fans, isn't this a way of survival?
He has already thought of the lines for swallowing silver:
——"After going through so many hardships, I still return as... Colonel."
Hei Pupa hummed happily in his heart and turned his head to look at the pair of enemies under the Torii-style entrance.
Su Zimai stared at Lan Hu motionlessly. The psychological shadow of yesterday still loomed over her. As a result, when she saw Lan Hu, she couldn't help but have a thought in her mind:
——Is this thing my brother?
But soon, she realized that the captain and Xu Sanyan had already proved that Gu Wenyu was neither Blue Arc nor Black Pupa.
At this point...what else is there to think about?
This big blue electric rat in front of her has nothing to do with her family. She shouldn't have any inexplicable feelings for him and should just treat him like a stranger.
Thinking of this, in order to be more decent, Su Zimai politely opened his mouth and introduced himself reluctantly:
"My name is Ke Zinan, one of the members of the Ghost Train Group."
"Both of you have the last name Ke." Lan Hu asked curiously.
"Yes, she is my sister." Ke Qirui curled the corners of his mouth and gently hugged Su Zimai's shoulders.
"She is your sister, then who is my sister?" Not far away, Hei Pupa, who was sitting on a public bench, narrowed his eyes, "So you guys are sharing your sister here? Sharing bikes is fine, but sharing your sister at least requires my signature, right?"
Lan Hu looked at Su Zimai for a while, then looked at Ke Qirui.
He said nonchalantly, "That's great. Well... I also have a sister, but she has a bad temper and easily offends people. She usually doesn't want to pay attention to me."
Ke Qirui disagreed and said politely, "She sounds like a lovely girl. When Mr. Lan Hu retires one day, maybe you can bring your sister with you and come out to hang out with us openly."
"After I retire, that day will come... But people who work as aliens need masks, otherwise enemies will keep appearing. They will try every means to attack those close to you. There are too many such cases." At this point, Blue Arc paused and said with emotion:
"In this regard, I envy you exorcists. You don't need to be in the open, and you don't have as many audiences and enemies as we do, so you don't need to wear masks."
"Who knows?" Ke Qirui shook his head. "In fact, the work of an exorcist is not just to get rid of demons. Sometimes other exorcists also hold grudges against them... Anyway, let's go in and talk first. How embarrassing is it to stand here?"
Lan Qi shrugged, "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. The organizer of the auction has been waiting for us for a long time, and the rest of the core bodyguard team has also arrived."
Ke Qirui joked: "For this reason, I admire Mr. Blue Arc very much. He has the speed of lightning, but he is the last one to arrive."
“Little-known fact: procrastination and efficiency are not mutually exclusive.”
"That's true."
Su Zimai followed behind the two of them, listening to their conversation silently.
She has always admired the group leader's social skills. Ke Qirui is always graceful and elegant wherever he is. No matter what the other party's status or class is, he can always communicate with them freely and talk about one topic after another.
Thinking of this, Su Zimai glanced at Lan Hu's silhouette.
She suddenly felt that Lan Hu was not as annoying as he looked on TV - she didn't know if it was because she subconsciously always compared him with Gu Wenyu, so she had a preconceived filter and favorable impression of him.
Ke Qirui took out a pipe from his windbreaker pocket, put it between his lips, and said teasingly, "Mr. Blue Arc gives me a very peaceful feeling. I thought you would be as witty as when you were fighting against the criminals. At first, I was worried that I couldn't keep up with your thinking."
Lan Hu thought for a moment and said, "A friend of mine also said this to me..."
"Is your friend called 'Hei Pupa'?" Hei Pupa narrowed his eyes. He was sitting on the top of the Torii gate like a samurai, silently watching the three people walk into the villa.
As Lan Hu, Su Zimai and Ke Qirui stepped into the villa, the luxuriously decorated door closed.
The black pupa distributed the gravity to the restraints, used the restraints to tie up a huge stone statue of Yaksha in front of the villa, and pulled the restraints to fall to the top of the statue.
Then he stepped on the head of the stone statue and jumped up, and got into the window of the second floor of the villa. The second floor was empty, and the guests were all gathered in the living room on the first floor.
As if treating this place as his own home, the black pupa sat down slowly.
He leaned his back against the mahogany railing, held his breath, kept the restraints transparent, turned his head, and through the gaps in the railings, silently observed the scene in the living room on the first floor with the corner of his eye.
At this moment, there were a total of nine figures gathered in the living room on the first floor.
Apart from Lan Hu, Ke Qirui and Su Zimai, there were two people among the other six who were known to Hei Pupa.
One of them was wearing a kendo uniform and a high ponytail. She looked like a heroic girl, no more than 20 years old, with sparkling eyes. She was the Dragon-level alien "Yingwu" who had a stalemate with the Wingman at Tokyo Tower last night.
The other person is an internal member of Ke Qirui's Ghost Train Group: Xu Sanyan - the unlucky exorcist who failed to track Gu Wenyu and was followed instead last night.
Ji Minghuan didn't recognize the remaining four people in the living room.
But he guessed that most of these people were from the Exorcist side - if they were famous paranormal people, they would definitely go to the official website of the Japan Paranormal Association, and he could find out who they were by searching on his phone, so they wouldn't be paranormal people.
"Welcome everyone, we have been waiting for a long time."
After a moment of silence, the Japanese representative "Sakura Takeshi" spoke first.
Her popularity in Japan is equivalent to "Blue Arc" in the eyes of Chinese people. Her status is naturally extraordinary, but it is hard to say whether her strength is half as strong as Blue Arc.
Yingwu's voice was as sweet as spring water. She introduced: "You should all have heard of my name. Let me introduce the people from Japan to you first."
As she spoke, she pointed the end of the handle of the sword she carried with her at a man in a dark blue kimono beside her, "This is the second-rank exorcist of the Exorcist Association, 'Fuyuyama Nobunaga', also known as the 'Kurushi Samurai', and his Heavenly Exorcist is the 'Tachi'."
Hei Pupa took a look and saw a man in a kimono named "Fuyuyama Nobunaga". He had a shaved head and his long and narrow eyes showed a coldness like a knife. He was just as his name suggested.
"Thank you for your guidance." said Fuyuyama Nobunaga.
Yingwu pointed the hilt of his sword at the long-haired boy in an Onmyoji outfit on his left: "This is 'Mirror Guardian'. He doesn't want to reveal his name, so you can just call him by the code name in the Exorcist world. His Sky Drive is 'Mirror', the second level."
Jing Shou nodded silently.
He has a feminine appearance, with heavy makeup on his face and a folding fan covering his face, like an actor in a Japanese stage play. In short, he does not conform to the aesthetic standards of Chinese people. If it were a highly cultured Silver-Swallowing Rat, he would definitely be called a "sissy" by the public.
Yingwu finally pointed the hilt of the knife at a gentle and elegant young man wearing a turtleneck sweater, black curly hair, and round-framed glasses, and introduced him:
"The last one is called 'Grayhara Ritsu'. He is a second-level exorcist who joined temporarily. Before that, he served in the British Exorcist Association and recently returned to Japan. He is a second-level exorcist, and his Tianqu is 'Poker Card'."
Ritsu Huihara had a sheep-like smile on his face and nodded at a few people.
Ying Wu lowered the hilt of the knife, clamped it between his arms and waist, and looked up at Ke Qirui.
She said: "Then we have introduced the core bodyguards from Japan. Ms. Ke Qirui, as the leader of the Ghost Train Group, please introduce your members."
Ke Qirui smiled slightly, took off the pipe from her mouth, and imitated the posture of the little girl Yingwu. She pointed at Su Zimai with the end of her pipe and introduced him lightly:
"Ke Zinan was promoted to a second-level exorcist yesterday. His Heavenly Exorcist is the 'Magic Gloves'."
She pointed her pipe at Xu Sanyan, who was wearing a black turtleneck windbreaker.
"Xu Sanyan, a second-level exorcist, whose Heavenly Exorcist is 'Umbrella'."
Finally, he pointed at a tall man wearing Taekwondo uniform and a turban on his head.
"Lin Zhengquan, Tianqu is a 'mechanical prosthesis'. After summoning Tianqu, he can use mechanical prostheses to cover his limbs. He is a second-level exorcist, and also the person among us who is closest to a third-level exorcist."
Yingwu nodded.
Fuyuyama Nobunaga closed his eyes and looked at them with disdain; Kagami Mori covered his face with a folding fan and looked at them silently; Haihara Ritsu had his hands behind his back and a soft smile on his face.
Finally, the eight people's eyes focused on Lan Hu, who had not said a word from beginning to end.
Blue Arc hugged his shoulders, raised his metal-gloved index finger, and pointed at himself curiously.
He clearly didn't speak, but he seemed to be saying: Do I need to introduce myself?
The eight people shook their heads at the same time, giving him enough face. Everyone knows that this is a Chinese superstar. Even in Japan, Blue Arc's popularity is high. Walking in the mall, you can see all kinds of exquisite Blue Arc figures and posters for sale in the windows.
"That's it then..." Blue Arc hugged his shoulders and laughed softly from behind his helmet, "It's a pleasure to work with you. I hope we can wipe out the White Crow Brigade in one fell swoop."
At this moment, Hei Pupa, who was sitting next to the mahogany railing on the second floor and eavesdropping on the conversation between several people with his restraints, suddenly felt dizzy.
He thought to himself: "No way...are these Japanese kidding? Are they really going to use these small fry to fight the White Crow Brigade? I feel like the 'Long-lived Lovemaking Old Lady' can kill them all by herself."
Hei Pu sighed silently, "As expected, the Japanese are damn unreliable... Fortunately, I had the foresight to find a father in advance."
He had hoped to see some eye-catching figures in the core bodyguard team.
But from this point of view, the Japanese are either in hiding or lack a clear understanding of the White Crow Brigade's combat effectiveness. In any case, there is no need to have any expectations of them and they should just fend for themselves.
"Can I ask a question, Mr. Blue Arc?" Ying Wu looked up at Blue Arc and suddenly spoke.
"Of course." Blue Arc said, "What can I do for you?"
Yingwu placed his hand on the hilt of the knife and hesitated for a second.
She was clearly still confused about what happened last night, when the mysterious bandaged man suddenly showed up to help her rescue the hostages, and then drew a picture about "silver swallowing" on a live news broadcast across Japan, and also mentioned in passing that "Blue Arcs and dogs are not allowed inside."
It can be seen that... this mysterious bandaged man called "Black Pupa" must have a good relationship with Blue Arc and Silver Swallow.
Thinking of this, Yingwu asked, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with 'Black Pupa'?"
Hei Pupa was feeling a little sleepy, and he didn't expect to hear his own name. His eyes lit up slightly under the restraints, and he pricked up his ears in high spirits.
"Good friends... good friends... good friends."
Black Pupa clenched his fists, cheering for Blue Arc in his heart, urging Blue Arc to acknowledge the relationship between them.
He sent a text message to Blue Arc on his cell phone.
After a moment of silence, Lan Hu's pocket suddenly vibrated and he took out his phone to take a look.
[Black Pupa: Good friend, good friend, friend. ]
It seems that they were worried that Blue Arc didn't know how to say "good friend", so they specially marked it in three languages: Chinese, Japanese and English.
Lan Qi scanned the text message and then spoke slowly in a voice of minus thirty degrees:
“I’m really unfamiliar with it.”
He paused, wanting to say something but stopping himself: "Well... this kind of thug who has no strength but likes to play tricks can't even be called a criminal. He's like a dog on the side of the road. It's hard not to kick him when you see him."
"I agree." Su Zimai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
On the second floor, the black pupa was hanging alone, with its head lowered, drawing circles on the floor with its fingers.
It seemed that he was already thinking about how to torture this damn brother and sister when he got home.
(End of this chapter)
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