The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

It is rainy in London, and it seems that even the air on a sunny day carries a trace of water vapor. The hem of the overlong coat is stained with moisture and condenses into water mist.

The mansions in the suburbs are far away from the city center, without the hustle and bustle of the town to irritate the eardrums, and the friction sound of every heel against the ground can be heard clearly.

The blond young man put on the hood of his hoodie, and in front of him walked a man in a formal suit.

It was the mailman that He Hui caught in front of Big Ben and was controlled by illusion.

At the same time as the mailman stopped, He Hui looked at this mansion that existed aboveboard.

Renye Karasuma was a rich man a hundred years ago. He owns real estate in various countries around the world and has huge financial support. Naturally, the organization can develop power in various places.

The mailman's consciousness has been fully controlled, and without He Hui's instructions, he stood at the door of the mansion and did not move for a long time.His entire body was exposed to the surveillance equipment at the gate, and he didn't know if he was alerted by the people inside.

He Hui was too lazy to care so much, he squatted down, rubbed the ground with his fingers a few times, chose a place that was not so dirty, bent down, and put his ears on the ground.

The sound of a locomotive in the distance came through the asphalt on the surface, judging from the sound of the tires touching the ground... A hand knocked on the ground, and He Hui carefully distinguished the echo.

Judging from the map of London, there is no large sewer near here, and no subway is being built, so the underground should be solid.

But this hollow echo is not a solid structure no matter how you look at it.

Standing up, the blond youth looked at the mansion in front of him from the blind spot of the monitor.

Does an ordinary house need such a large "basement"?

call-

He Hui whistled softly, put his hands in his pockets, and climbed directly over the fence of the mansion.

Fortunately, this is where the "suspect" of the headquarters suddenly increased.

......

Without bringing the "children", the other adults who followed could follow.

If there is really a fight going on, Akai Shuuichi and Belmode are not helpless people, at least they can protect themselves... As long as they are not people with supernatural powers like Chuya——

With a snap, he retracted the indigo flame in his palm, and He Hui turned around, looking at all the fighters in the corridor who were fascinated by the illusion.

"Why is there no one who can fight?"

Fortunately, he also deliberately wore a piece of clothing that is easy to exercise.

Pulling his skirt, He Hui continued to walk inside.

If Jono was there, he would definitely complain about someone's lack of rigor.

The electromagnetic waves are not shielded. If the people inside call for reinforcements, wouldn't it be endless?

But He Hui himself didn't have this concern. Before he entered, he put an illusion barrier around the mansion, so that people inside couldn't get out, and people outside couldn't get in.

This directly also isolated Akai Shuichi and Belmode from the outside.

If reinforcements from the organization arrive, they will meet Mikhail outside first.But let's not mention whether there are other FBI people on Akai Shuichi's side, when He Hui arrived at this place, he sent a message to the British branch of the KK Chamber of Commerce, and his people will arrive soon.

After all, there are so many prisoners here, without Tiaoye and the others, they can only be escorted by our own people.

Along the way, "without obstacles", He Hui went round and round to several underground floors, and finally found a valve entrance on the ground.

From the outside, it looks like an air-raid shelter.

Listening to the shallow breathing sound from below, He Hui was sure that there was someone inside.

He opened the valve.

......

As long as there are a few cells, Onimai Tsuji can complete regeneration.

His whole body was split into 800 yuan pieces, and he was able to recover to his original body with only 300 yuan pieces to escape.

But that was more than five hundred years ago.

A hundred years ago, Wu Mi once again encountered a catastrophe.

His whole body was frozen by an unknown man, and while maintaining consciousness, he watched his body being restrained, powerless to resist.

After decades of "benefiting mankind", Wu Mi didn't want to recall it at all.

What a humiliation!

However, when his consciousness was gradually annihilated, he perceived... outside this ice prison, there was a part of his body.

A few years ago, when he cooperated with a certain human, he bestowed that human's blood.

In an instant, Wu Mi made a decision——

He wants to abandon his current body and resurrect outside the ice prison!

But what everyone knows is that the "instantaneous moment" he thinks has passed in the outside world for several years, and the human being who was given blood has long since died.

When Renye Karasuma got this tube of blood, she was excited and excited at the same time, wishing to inject it into her body immediately.

But he came to his senses quickly, and he knew—that there was no rush.

Not to mention whether they can successfully transform into immortal ghosts, after all, according to his information, many human beings did not have the qualifications to successfully transform into ghosts, and died at the time of transformation.

Without 100% certainty, he will not use it.

This tube of blood has endless vitality. With the medical skills of humans at that time, it was really difficult to achieve research success.

As a result, when Renye Karasuma was dying, his team did not produce 100% of the "immortality" medicine.

Karasuma Renya doesn't want to be a ghost.

What he wants to be is to possess one of the characteristics of ghosts-an immortal human being.

But until death was approaching, his wish was not fulfilled.

"Sir, our research will continue, and when we succeed, we will wake you up."

He took another drug researched by the team - the fake death drug, which slowed down the body's cell aging speed infinitely. With the support of advanced equipment, Renye Karasuma became a "living dead" state.

Like Wu Mi's blood, Karasuma Renye's body is kept in the most secret place.

The people who look after are all confidantes, and the people who are sent out to send and receive messages are different every day.

And now...

Looking at the self-mutation of the blood tube, everyone in the Karasuma Group was pleasantly surprised.

The blood has vitality again, does it prove that their husband is about to wake up?

The process of regeneration is extremely slow, and because there are only blood cells in this tube of blood, and there are no brain and heart tissues, so when Wu Mi "wakes up" again, it is very likely that he will not remember what happened after the tube of blood left his body.

Maybe he can't even remember the past, just a new individual with the ability of ghost king.

But the truth is, no one knows.

The tube of blood was half less than when it was given at the beginning, and the ghost king had regenerated part of his penis, which was not yet fully formed.So when He Hui opened the valve and saw a bloody mass wriggling...

The orange flames rushed down, directly burning the mass of flesh and blood!

Not even any blood on the floor was spared.

The light from the flames illuminated the interior of the air-raid shelter, and the white walls looked a little gloomy, like a laboratory.

The blond young man who was startled suddenly patted his chest, "What kind of scene from a horror movie is this?"

He thought it would be the ultimate boss hiding below, but it turned out to be a strange-looking piece of meat?

From the outside of the mansion all the way to the innermost part, even though Hehui's speed was not slow, the reinforcements from the chamber of commerce's branch had already arrived in the time it took.

When Hehui walked out of the mansion, he briefly explained the matter, untied the barrier, and then said to Xiuyi who was also aiming at the organization: "This time it should have failed, it's just a hiding place."

I didn't find anyone like BOSS at all.

Xiuyi had long thought about the possibility of making the trip in vain, so he wasn't too disappointed, he moved his fingers, and took out a cigarette from his coat pocket, "Bermod, what did you want to say earlier? "

What was supposed to be said in front of Big Ben was postponed by this woman, and Xiuyi herself was not very interested in the lies she uttered, so she didn't press her in front of Big Ben.

Belmode, who had returned to her original appearance, rolled her eyes, and she glanced at He Hui, and said, "You won't let me die, will you?"

Just now I checked with Bai Lan urgently, and the other party said that if He Hui was by his side, she would not die.

This inexplicable sentence put a question mark on the blond young man's head, but He Hui quickly realized that Belmode belonged to Bailan, and after Bailan knew that he was going to take her to London, he had specifically instructed him.

So He Hui nodded, "Well, but the organization here is over, even if your identity is exposed, nothing will happen."

Belmode: "..."

No, she might be killed by her teammates.

The silver-haired woman let out a breath, her light blue eyes met the expressionless face of Silver Bullet, "You'd better confirm if your mother is still alive."

Xiuyi's pupils shrank.

"A few days ago, she was fed APTX4869 by the organized people in London - the medicine Kudo Shinichi and Shirley took."

The fierce murderous aura faded a bit, and the man in the knitted hat began to think.

Belmode continued: "Don't be so naive, Kudo Shinichi and Shirley are exceptions among the exceptions. The organization can successfully kill many people with this drug."

Xiuyi took out his mobile phone and clicked on the email interface, "If the attack happened a few days ago, then it's fine."

Yesterday, Zhenchun sent a text message to contact him. If her mother died or disappeared, her sister would definitely not be so calm.

The man checked the text message again. The words and sentences used were all his sister's own habits. He put the phone back in his pocket with confidence.

But...Xiuyi glanced at the blond youth on the other side indiscriminately.

Mother should not be like this man, really nothing happened.

The worst may not be death and disappearance, and the best outcome is not nothing happens.

So......

Xiuyi thought of the two children who also came to London—although their stature became smaller, their physical health was not a problem.

With a little mischief, the corners of Xiuyi's lips curled up a bit.

Mother, wouldn't it be a child?

......The mother who has always been unable to win will turn into a child who can't even reach her waist.

The man in the knitted hat laughed softly, just thinking about it was surprising.

Seeing the man in front of him change from shocked, vicious, thoughtful, expressionless, to laughing, Belmode took a small step back and moved away from him.

Who said that this man has facial paralysis and can't smile?

Seems like Bourbon complained?

Belmode: "Shuichi Akai, you laugh so disgustingly."