Vientiane Senro

Human society is like this, the people in power go up one level after another, if you want to make a big event that shakes the current situation, the final decision will still fall in the hands of a few people.The truth of this point, Hongye has already understood it during the years of ups and downs in the world.

She pondered over the information of this so-called Senjinkai.From the beginning, I thought it was an insignificant cult organization in the dark place where cholera was pacified, to the existence of the level of the big monster, and then to the later, it is said that the illusory god who did not know if it really appeared... as long as it is a monster Hongye can read all the records in the countermeasure room.

Akira Kitahara can sit on the vacant throne of the head of the countermeasures office. Behind him stands the Speaker of the National Assembly, Yamazaki Nazuka, who is about to compete for the prime minister's seat. And Yamazaki Nazuka, behind him, stands his so-called "daughter", Yamazaki red leaves.

She didn't speak, and the bodyguard who bowed to plead guilty didn't dare to straighten up. Whether it was the previous era or the later era, Hongye never minded showing her wanton tyranny.She seemed to have thought of something, turned to the other side of the phone, and said with feigned surprise in her tone: "Don't tell me, Zhang Beiyuan moved you with the power of that god."

The other side seemed to say something.

Hongye casually got out of the severely damaged car, she didn't look at other people, she just smiled and said: "Of course I know you. Father, you can bear my reincarnated daughter, the reason is not Is it your huge ambitions that have nowhere to rest?"

"I like dealing with people like you," Hongye said indifferently, "It's not like I haven't seen a majestic person who is bigger than you before. Although you are a little worse than you, there is something more worthy of you." Praise. You can restrain yourself, you know how to endure, and this is the characteristic that is more suitable for politicians in this era."

The pause on the other side didn't last long, as if Hongye's comment didn't anger the other party, he continued to say something.

"Human beings always care more about things like life, death and time," Hongye said with a smile, "I don't care if you want to get something you shouldn't get, only people who can't see their own form can break it." The solidified class I belong to, I told you this way in the past, and now I can say this sentence to you a second time. But..."

In the end, she smiled more and more, but the words she spit out became more dangerous: "Seeing that our success is imminent, if your actions destroy our efforts and waiting for so long, then, this time Your extravagant demands cannot be met with ambition alone. If you have to look forward to Shu, and even your own basic disk is broken, you know... what kind of result I will give you. "

Seemingly getting a fairly satisfactory answer, Hongye put down her phone and ended the sudden call. She turned her attention to the black-clothed bodyguard who had been waiting to question her.

Under her gaze, the inside of the man's suit was already drenched with sweat, and the cold wind blew by, making him feel as if he had been in another world.

"There will be no next time." Perhaps considering that Yato would still be a god no matter how frustrated, Hongye gave the result in a cold tone.The bodyguard who escaped from death immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He greeted another car that had already passed by from the back of the road, and respectfully opened the door on the near side to welcome Hongye inside.

"Miss." Someone came over to greet.

"I hope that when I go back, I can see the results of the most detailed investigation of this escaped guy," Hongye ordered: "In addition, I also want to meet Akira Kitahara in person, and let him return to the countermeasure room." Come and see me right now."

"Hi!" The visitor bowed his head in response, and left quickly.

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Ji Qiu ignored Akira Kitahara who was in the Mori Shinkai, as he and Sakiko Morikawa said, the mobile phone related to the Yadansha was intentionally left by Akira Kitahara in Hidenobu Morikawa's belongings.Not for Sakiko, but for him.

Ji Qiu once thought about whether he could get some information about current affairs from the official side, probably because of this, what he revealed made Bei Yuanzhang want to test his hand here.The relationship between them was not very close, and Bei Yuanzhang did not go any further afterward, which also let Ji Qiu know that there was a high probability that there was nothing he wanted in the countermeasure room.

He wasn't worried about Muhua either, he was able to develop the Senshin Society to every corner of human society. The credit for this was not something that little guy Lanternhuo could claim.Although I didn't put much energy into it at the beginning, but now this scale, more or less, Muhua should have taken care of it - being able to command the "black fox" shows her control over it.

The result of the confrontation between the two is not what Sakiko Morikawa's term "kidnapping" can explain.

He is not in the present age.

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The sky seems to be falling at dusk, and the wind howls like a beast swallowing.The sea rolled up waves several feet high. The black tide seemed to hide the unknowable and unpredictable, and the cloudy clouds formed one with it. The bean-sized rain weave connected everything, and painted this earth-shattering scene. The picture scroll vividly shows the majesty of the world and nature.

And now, Ji Qiu and another one stepped into this stormy "picture scroll".

Bhikkhuni Bai looked at the scene with a complex expression. She was still wearing the same yellow-brown monk's robe as before, holding a Zen staff with the same height in her hand. Her long hair was covered by her hood, and her pair of bright The distant eyes, sometimes nostalgic, sometimes regretful, the emotions in them are changing and mixed, which cannot be expressed in words at a time.

She turned to look at Ji Qiu.

Ji Qiu's face was pale.

Bhikkuni Bai was grateful to the adult she met for promising her death. She also thought about what kind of ending she would have in the end?How long-term and quiet should the end of her day and night be?But she never imagined that what she got would be such a "longevity" that let her cut off the long and painful tossing with her own hands. She actually... could personally come to the "past" that she had already lost!

In her eyes, Ji Qiu, who was able to do all these things, was shrouded in a majestic light on his already mysterious figure.She found that no matter how humble she was before, she still lacked some awe.

The white bhikkhuni hit the Zen stick, leaving a hole in the muddy ground, and the invisible aura spread out, blocking the rain from all directions for the two of them.She bowed her head and silently recited a sentence, then nodded to Ji Qiu and said, "This place is exactly the village where I lived when I was young. It is a remote and unknown fishing village on the edge of Wakasa country."

"To be able to come here, I should have troubled my lord," Bhikkhuni Bai took a step forward: "Next, please wait a moment, my lord, and Bhikkhuni Bai will find a place for you to stay."

It was stormy.The sound of the waves is endless.Listening attentively, the whistling and natural voices intertwined, also like a song of heaven and earth crying bitterly, Ji Qiu looked towards the direction of the sea from a distance, and in his ears, there was a cry similar to that of a baby. The sound is mixed in this vast "chorus music", which inexplicably adds a strange and terrifying feeling to this cloudy and black sea weather.

Ji Qiu withdrew his gaze.This village is a very poor village. The huts made of thatch and wooden boards are scattered in no order. The bhikkhuni brought Ji Qiu to the most remote hut in the village, which was almost pushed out of the edge. Ji Qiu saw a big hole cracked on the window like oiled paper, and the wind was blowing hard inside. It cracked more and more.

"Button." Bhikkhuni Bai knocked on the door.

After a long time, a small voice came from inside the door: "Who is it?"

Bhikkhuni Bai replied in a gentle voice: "Those who pass by want to borrow a house to shelter from the rain."

"You can go to Uncle Nozawa," replied a weak voice, "His house is just a little ahead. There is firewood for heating and fish soup."

"I can give some rewards." Bhikkhuni Bai was unmoved, she just smiled and said again.

With a creak, the door finally opened.