I am a descendant of the White King, but I was born in the Douluo Continent

South of Tokyo, first off Kanagawa, and outskirts of Yokohama.

This is an uninhabited coastline. Before World War II, it was a continuous fishing village. Now the villagers have moved to Yokohama and become citizens. Only the pier where they parked their fishing boats is left, which is destroyed by the sea day after day. The ground beats.

But in this deserted place, I suddenly remembered the sound of galloping iron horses.

The bright headlights cut through the night, and a black extended Hummer rolled over the shoulder of the road and drove across the salt flats towards its destination.

In the driver's seat, a young man with a cold look and a black trench coat held the steering wheel with both hands and stared directly at the coastline in front of him. In the passenger seat, a man in a black suit with slim trousers and a high ponytail, The girl wearing a pair of plain glasses is looking down at the GPS.

"How come there is an airport in such a ghost place?" the young man asked.

The girl immediately answered: "There is indeed an airport, but it has been abandoned for a long time, and the runway is very short. But with the skills of the Sleibnir pilot, it should be possible to land safely."

The young man driving the car is called Yuan Zhisheng. He is the director of the Executive Bureau of the Japanese branch of the Executive Department and the head of the Yuan family of the Japanese mixed-race family "Sheqi Eight Families".

The girl sitting in the passenger seat is called Sakura, and she is Minamoto's assistant.

The purpose or mission of their trip is to meet the executive commissioner sent by the college headquarters to Japan to perform the mission.

Suddenly, Sakura looked forward and said, "That's it. Run ahead."

The elongated black Hummer turned and stopped at the end of the runway, letting its headlights shine on the runway.

The lights illuminated the run ahead, and the appearance of this, no, this half of the runway appeared before Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

"This runway was built in 1941. At that time, the earth did not have the greenhouse effect and the sea level was not that high." Sakura explained.

Yuan Zhisheng nodded, then opened the car door and got out of the car, and asked at the same time: "How long will it take?"

Without checking her watch, Sakura gave the answer directly: "There are still three minutes left. Since it is the principal's special plane, it should be on time."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded slightly: "Let's prepare briefly. At least there will be a welcome ceremony. Mr. Zhengzong said not to abuse them."

Sakura laid a snow-white napkin on the engine hatch, placed four tulip dinner glasses, opened the champagne and filled the glasses one by one, then placed a bouquet of bright yellow tulips next to the wine glasses, and then used four Japanese Insert the small flag into the lemon slice and place the lemon slice on the rim of the wine glass.

This is probably the most decent welcome ceremony in the history of the Japanese branch, Minamoto thought.

He recalled in his mind the resume of the team of executive commissioners he was about to welcome. To be honest, he didn't have much of a favorable impression of this team, which was composed of playboys, violent maniacs, incompetent losers and baby-faced bombers.

He doesn't like taking care of children. In the eyes of the people in the Japanese branch, the headquarters is a "kindergarten" because most of the specialists they photograph are inexperienced children, and the job of receiving them is called "taking care of children."

To be honest, he really didn't want to come, but he couldn't leave his people to Crow and Yasha. God knows what these two guys who can only hum songs and pour human piles would do to the fresh and delicious boys from the headquarters... ....

So he had no choice but to bring Sakura to pick him up at the airport to show his respect for the ace team...at least on the surface.

At this time, the roar coming from the direction of the sea attracted Yuan Zhisheng's attention. When he looked up, he could not see his fingers in the cloudy sky, but it seemed that some flying beast was approaching with wind and thunder.

"Quite on time." Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the luminous watch on his wrist.

The front was illuminated by eye-catching lights. Sleibnir turned on all the lights the moment it touched the sea. The sea water split from its sides, like a giant black whale breaking through the sea.

The run that was half swallowed by the sea water was too short, not enough for an aircraft that had just finished supersonic flight, but Yuan Zhisheng was sitting on the bumper of the Hummer with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. His face was expressionless and he looked at the black Pegasus sprinting towards him without changing his expression.

In the last 50 meters, the Gulfstream suddenly sprayed flames forward. If you want to use the engine at full thrust, the high-temperature airflow reaching hundreds of degrees can almost push the Hummer with the handbrake under Yuan Zhisheng's butt.

But Yuan Zhisheng still sat there motionless.

The Gulfstream stopped in front of the Hummer, like a mad bull rushing towards the Bull Fighter, but was pulled by the tail at the last moment. There were only a few meters left before the Gulfstream would hit the Hummer, and the source caught between the two You can imagine what will happen to the childish child.

"Crazy!" The pilot raised his middle finger at Yuan Zhisheng.

If he had faced other people, this irritable pilot might have jumped out and hit them, but this is Japan, and the lunatic in front of him was from the Japanese branch, so he only dared to express his dissatisfaction with internationally accepted gestures. .

The people in the Japanese branch are all lunatics, perverts, and underworld members who pursue the Yakuza culture!

When the cabin door opened, Yuan Zhisheng should have stepped forward to give him a warm welcome, but he still sat on the bumper of the Hummer and asked with a haughty look: "Who among you in this department has brought a lighter? Let me lend you a light. "

Obviously, Yuan Zhisheng was trying to establish his authority.

His eyes held the clear light of swords, and they were a pair of awe-inspiring evil eyes. Facing such eyes, a coward would feel as if he had been stung by a scorpion.

He rarely looks at people with his eyes, because these eyes are too aggressive, but today, it is perfect to use his evil eyes to set "rules" for the commissioners of this department.

But he obviously didn't expect one thing, that is, how could a psycho care about other people's eyes?

The gangway was lowered, and the sound of clogs was clear and sweet. Four oil-paper umbrellas floated out of the cabin door.

The four of them were wearing printed kimonos of the same texture, with white socks and clogs under their feet.Among the four umbrellas, one is painted with waves and ancient ships, one is painted with white cranes and chrysanthemums, and the other is painted with the erupting Mount Fuji. The one at the front is the most majestic. There is nothing painted on it, only four figures dripping with ink. The big characters are "The world is better"!The person walking second also had a long knife with a black sheath on his waist.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned. Where did this tour group come from?

"Damn it, is this Narita Airport? Why am I blind and can't see anything?" Baihe and Juhuasui said.

"It's so cold, don't they know how to arrange for us to land in the merger channel?" Tianxia complained.

"Do we really need the ship to sink like this?" Lang Lang and Gu Chuan looked at their clothes and sighed.

"This is a gift from the principal. I wish us a smooth trip to Japan. It's best to wear it. I just don't know why I always feel that this gift is weird." Tianxia shrugged.

"Boss, do you think the Japanese branch will send a big Limo (luxury car) to pick us up? We came on a special plane, so the class car should be higher-end, right?" Bai He and Juhua looked a little envious.

Tenkaichi Ichiban, who claims to be a Japan expert in the team, responded: "It's possible that the Japanese are a nation that cares about face. Maybe they will arrange a girl group to lay flowers for us."

. . . . . .Yuan Zhisheng was speechless for a moment. Are you really here for a trip?And luxury cars?A beautiful girl?Is this combination really reliable?