Weird asylum, you take me in as a human?

Soon, the plane arrived over the Neon Island.

Lu Xiao grinned

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to land, please fasten your seat belts!"

Hearing Lu Xiao's words, the driver's eyes trembled.

He hurriedly checked the seat belt, and after confirming that there was no problem, he stared straight ahead.

Dante also returned to his seat and fastened his seat belt.

In order to ensure It was absolutely perfect, and Dante deliberately tightened his safety belt.

Soon, Lu Xiao found an open space that could support his landing.

The open space was relatively flat, and the trees were not too high.

"Sit tight!"

After saying that, he directly drove the plane into a dive.

The driver's eyesight was splitting, and a strong sense of weightlessness swept through his mind.

"Brother! Are you sure it's okay to land like this?"

His voice was also trembling, and he was obviously extremely frightened.

At this time, he only wished that he could not fly a plane, otherwise he would never let Lu Xiao, a madman, step into the cab.

The engine roared violently, accompanied by a harsh sound. There was a sonic boom.

Under the control of Lu Xiao, the plane dropped very quickly, almost at a vertical angle.

The slipper in the back held the seat belt tightly and said to himself with blurred eyes.

"Too milky! You came to see me again!"

"What? Are you taking me away again?"

"no, sorry! I haven’t made enough money to buy a cemetery!"

"What? Do you have to take one away today?"

"How about you take a look at some of my colleagues?"

Liu Guang on the side couldn't stand listening anymore.

He hit Hua Tou on the back of the head with a knife.

Hua Tou rolled his eyes and fainted instantly.

When Xiao Yu saw this scene, his eyes begged.

"Streamer! Help! I am really scared!"

Hearing this, Liu Guang sighed.

Another blow from the hand made Xiao Yu faint.

Then Liu Guang's eyes fell on Dante.

Dante was seen foaming at the mouth and seemed to have fainted.

This time Liu Guang shocked

"Who will help me? I'm so scared too!"

…………

The plane landed quickly.

It's just that the posture is not so elegant.

The entire fuselage rolled over and landed on its side, with the nose also lying on the ground.

Lu Xiao unbuckled his seat belt and applauded himself.

"What a perfect flying experience!"

Lu Xiao really wasn't lying. He could indeed complete takeoffs and landings in all kinds of extremely harsh environments.

But the process was a bit scary.

The driver was the first to wake up, and he made up his mind to master the driving of all means of transportation. Method.

This damn madman must not be allowed to touch any kind of vehicle in the future.

No! Not later, but now! When Dante and the others stood on the ground again, they were all in tears.

Lean down and kiss the ground beneath your feet

"It feels so good to be down to earth!"

Except for Lu Xiao, the other five people nodded wildly.

Dante's trembling hands could barely hold the butt of the cigarette.

He took a deep puff and then said

"Mr. Driver, the rest is up to you!"

The driver said nothing and started to deform the car.

Soon, a silver-gray van appeared.

The driver sat in the cab and held the steering wheel tightly.

"Mr. Dante! Where do we go next?"

Dante didn't say anything and got into the passenger seat.

…………

Tokyo Prefecture.

Countless vehicles pass through the bustling streets.

In a black luxury car, the craftsman sat in the back seat and said angrily with a communicator.

"The experiment yielded no results?"

"Yes Mr. Craftsman, and we have lost our last consumable!"

The craftsman said angrily

"If you run out of consumables, go to the prison to find them!"

The other end of the communicator was silent for a moment.

"There are no prisoners left in the prison!"

"There are no more prisons in Osaka Prefecture!"

Hearing this, the craftsman just thought for a few seconds.

"Then put ordinary criminals on my head!"

The other end fell into silence again.

"Mr. Craftsman, I mean, there are no more prisoners!"

A trace of viciousness flashed in the craftsman's eyes.

"What do you do for food? Do you still need me to give you some advice on such a small matter?"

"There are no more prisoners, so let the Metropolitan Police arrest them for me!"

"The experimental data of S297 must be obtained as soon as possible!"

After that, he hung up the phone.

The person driving in front was a researcher wearing a white coat.

"Mr. Craftsman, it’s not good for us to do this!"

"The safety level of S297 should be D!"

The craftsman said without caring.

"According to the prison guard regulations, D-class containment objects cannot assist in the completion of containment tasks!"

The researcher hesitated for a moment and then said

"However, we designated the containment object that should be D-class as S-class, which itself violates the prison guard regulations!"

Hearing this, the craftsman's tone turned cold.

"Who knew it was Class D?"

"System?"

The researcher was stunned for a moment, and then stopped talking.

The craftsman looked out the window.

"Do you think Tokyo is prosperous enough?"

The researcher hummed softly.

The craftsman sighed.

"Indeed, Tokyo Prefecture is prosperous enough!"

"But Tokyo Prefecture is too small. It should be said that our neon capital is too small!"

"If we could have grabbed the Mirror of Omniscience at that time, maybe we would have had a way out of this predicament!"

Speaking of this, his tone was full of hatred

"But unfortunately, not only did we not grab it, but we also lost the puppet because of it!"

The researcher who was driving said hesitantly.

"But didn’t the roundtable allow C03 to share the Mirror of Omniscience?"

"Can't we also participate in research?"

Hearing this, the craftsman sneered.

"Do you think that doctor guy will hand over S301 obediently?"

"In other words, even if the doctor is handed over, do you think we are qualified to ask questions to the Mirror of Omniscience?"

Hearing this, the researcher fell into silence.

The doctor's words ruthlessly shattered his inner beliefs.

His voice was a little low.

"Then we still have S012-pen!"

"We can use S012 as exchange price, and then ask questions to the Mirror of Omniscience!"

The craftsman snorted coldly.

"If we took S012 out, the C01 asylum with S013-Parchment would be absolutely crazy!"

"When the time comes, they, the Chinese Congress, will snatch S012 at all costs!"

"If China gets these two things, then they have the final say in this world!"

A flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

"Anyone can get these two containment objects, but they, the Huaxia Kingdom, absolutely cannot!"

Researchers are full of confusion

"What happened to the Prison Keepers organization, and why did it become what it is now?"

While talking, the car drove into the garage of a luxurious villa.

"Mr. Craftsman, you are home!"

The craftsman nodded.

"Um! Thank you for your hard work, Oda-kun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pistol appeared in his hand.