Chapter 130: Ten-Day Talk Sakurai Kogure

Chapter 130 The Decameron. Sakurai Kogure

However, Lu Mingfei is still considering whether to expose them to the mass production of bolt guns and related ammunition from the beginning.

The White King's Dragon Bone Cross may be able to hold their loyalty for a while, but who can guarantee how long the loyalty of these Japanese people can be guaranteed?

Especially after returning to Kassel College, it is impossible to supervise the situation here in every detail.

Lu Mingfei didn't want to hand over their mass-produced bolt guns or even the alchemical power armor they might develop to use against him in the end.

Do a big purge and replace your own people?

No, I don’t have the people or the ability to govern.

His genetic father is not Roboute Guilliman, and he does not have the ability to comprehensively manage internal affairs like the "Ultramarines", the descendant of the original body.

Even a chapter like the Lamenters, who often wandered on the edge of the Empire's borders, had heard that "Ultramar" under the rule of the Ultramarines was a paradise-like world.

Maybe you can insert your own spies here like the "Assassin's Court"?

But who to look for?

To be honest, the only Japanese person Lu Mingfei could trust was Eri Uesugi. That child's heart was pure and flawless, but she was definitely not suitable to be an eyeliner.

Lu Mingfei was thinking in his heart while following Miyamoto Shio to visit the Rock Flow Research Institute.

"It would be great if there was someone who could be responsible for the development of the battle group. I only need to be responsible for focusing on fighting..."

——

"There's a car following us."

Fingel said suddenly, suddenly increasing his speed on the silent mountain road shrouded in white mist.

Chu Zihang glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a black Maybach behind their Honda.

He frowned and grasped the Tian Cong Yun Bone in his hand -

The other one was left by him at Genji Heavy Industries. He was not good at the two-sword style swordsmanship yet, and blindly pursuing the edge of the weapon was not a rational act.

"General Wang...I can feel him coming."

Yuan Zhennu's body suddenly began to tremble, and her pale and gloomy expression was filled with fear.

"Pull over."

Chu Zihang said in a deep voice, golden hot lava lit up in his eyes.

"No problem, deputy captain!"

Fingel was ordered to twist the steering wheel and reduce the speed of the car at the same time. The driver of the black Maybach had no time to follow and change lanes.

When he reacted, the Maybach brushed against the rear of the decelerating Honda, and the two cars became parallel.

"It's a pity that this car is not expensive enough. If it were expensive enough, I would directly use a Cyclone Charge tornado to have a passionate collision with him."

Fingel muttered. He saw the Maybach driver's face that was neither sad nor happy through the passenger seat. While looking at him, he raised the Uzi submachine gun in his hand.

The gun flames flashed and the bullets were sprinkled like water. Fingel immediately leaned down and at the same time twisted the steering wheel and hit the Maybach.

"boom!"

The two cars collided, causing some sparks.

The rear window rolled down, and Minamoto saw the old man wearing a Noh mask. He waved gently towards her, and the smiling minister looked like an evil ghost.

A snake of cold fear emerged from the depths of his heart—but was quickly driven away by the scorching heat.

"It seems that he is the king general."

The look on Yuan Zhinu's face gave Chu Zihang an answer. This heretic had been chopped into pieces by Lu Mingfei in the Paradise Pavilion, and he had not seen the whole thing yet.

"boom!"

He kicked open the door of the Honda, carried Tian Congyun and rushed out like a lion out of the cage. He jumped in the air and slashed, the bone blade drew like a silver-white sword rainbow, trying to cut off this heretic together with the Maybach. .

The king didn't even look at the fatal blade that was coming. The eyes that seemed to be able to engulf people behind the minister's face were still staring directly at Yuan Zhennu, and he raised the clapper in his hand.

Chu Zihang seemed to smell a familiar smell, and then something grabbed Tian Congyun's blade.

A figure rushed out from in front of the king, grabbing the bones of Tian Cong Yun and tearing open the roof of the Maybach. A pair of formidable iron-blue membrane wings stretched out, with golden eyes that were somewhere between anger and hunger. emotions between.

Tian Congyun is a sharp sword that can cut through the world. When the sharp claws of the dragon-shaped Deadpool grabbed the bone blade, it was already cut open. Chu Zihang took advantage of the situation and drew a shining edge to kill the dragon-shaped Deadpool. The servant's strong arms were chopped into pieces.

In the past, Lu Mingfei had to deal with such ferocious aliens, but now Chu Zihang faced them personally and witnessed the ferocious form of the alien that looked like the fusion of a dragon and an evil ghost.

But the witness only lasted less than a second. The two engaged in a confrontation on the roof of the Maybach. The dragon-shaped Deadpool suddenly lowered his body, and the long tail of his lower body swam towards Chu Zihang at an astonishing speed. Like an anaconda trying to kill a buffalo.

What responded to it was the scorching bone blade, the blazing dragon's blood was burning, the loyal heart turned into flames with hatred and anger towards the alien, and the sharp sword light instantly strangled the alien's long tail into three pieces.

With the ultimate sharp blade and fearless fighting spirit, it doesn't matter to Chu Zihang what the enemy is. He only needs to chop it into pieces and purify it with the will of the great Lord of Humanity!

"Boom! Boom!"

The confrontation between Fingel and the Maybach driver also resulted in a winner. The Uzi submachine gun with an extended magazine in the latter's hand failed to hurt Fingel at all after the bullets were fired. Bronze-like color.

The winner was decided by the fierce bolt pistol in Fingel's hand. The .70 caliber weapon unique to the Weeping Angels Legion spewed out a shining flame, accompanied by a deafening gunshot. Two metal storm bombs tore the driver, the steering wheel and the car door apart!

The Maybach lost control and the body began to slip and rotate, but then the brakes were automatically locked and stopped under the Maybach's CNC system.

The kinetic energy threw Chu Zihang on the roof of the car out. He was piercing the body of the dragon-shaped Deadpool with a knife. The hard scales and muscles made of bronze could not stop Tian Muyun's blade, and the hot dragon blood splashed everywhere.

But this alien still has the ability to fly.

At this moment, Chu Zihang heard a strange clapper sound.

Sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, the king general struck the clapper in his hand as if nothing had happened.

The sound was so clear to Genji's ears, as if it was playing right next to his ears. His face was ferocious and confused, and occasionally he had the fear of seeing hell.

The personality fragments named Kazama Ruri actually showed signs of regrouping in the strange sound of the clappers.

"Hey, are you okay..."

Finger did not remove the initial enhanced form of the bronze throne, and stared at the twitching and struggling Genji in the back seat holding her head.

"Stop... stop! I don't want to... change back!"

"I want... to be with my brother! I am Genji!"

Genji did not hear Finger's words. The timid mountain boy tried hard to smash the evil ghost personality fragments named Kazama Ruri even more in the dark shrine, and his hands were covered with blood.

It was not until the sound of the clappers was swallowed by the deafening explosion that he struggled back to reality from the illusion of the nightmare in his heart.

The Maybach, which ordinary people may not be able to afford in several lifetimes, was engulfed by Chu Zihang's "Junyan". The bright orange rolling fireball was no different from a napalm bomb, and instantly blew up the Maybach and the half-dead Deadpool together.

Chu Zihang had no intention of interrogating the heretic, and such heretics should be purified by the emperor's wrath.

"This can also be used as the property of the war group! Deputy head, you are impulsive!"

Fingel was heartbroken. This is at least a Maybach. How cool it is to drive it back to the academy. You should know that the group of sinful bourgeois students in the student union travel and pick up in sports cars such as Lamborghini Silber, and Caesar Gattuso, the leader, drives a Bugatti Veyron.

Chu Zihang ignored him and dragged the still hot Tian Kusanagi back to the car:

"Anything else?"

"..."

Yuan Zhinu was silent for a while, and fine beads of sweat gathered on her smooth forehead.

But compared to the cloudy and dim eyes before, his eyes became much clearer, as if he had walked out of that decadent and jade-like appearance.

"Yes."

He whispered, "There should be another person who knows more secrets of the king."

"Very good, let's continue."

Chu Zihang nodded.

——

After the rain in the empty mountain, the weather turned to autumn late.

The black Honda with obvious traces of scratches stopped in front of a shrine in the mountain, and the cold mist was wrapped with the fragrance of the soil.

The surroundings were quiet, and the rustling sound of the three people's boots stepping on the soil was particularly clear. If it weren't for the beautiful environment and the deputy leader's humanoid weapon, Fingel would still be worried that he was deceived by the source girl to Silent Hill, and then there was a terrifying female ghost hiding in the shrine.

But the female ghost was not scary.

The bright kimono was particularly eye-catching in the monotonous tones of white fog and wet soil-

This is the "Twelve Singles", the most solemn kimono, composed of twelve different silk clothes, with color changes from the inside out, like layers of clouds.

The woman wearing it was equally beautiful and charming. The peach blossom slanted in her long black hair was eclipsed by the woman's smiling face.

"I am Sakurai Kogure. Welcome Your Highness and the two distinguished guests."

In the eyes of the three people, she lifted her long skirt and bent her knees gracefully, like a charming butterfly.

"Wow."

Finger nodded and praised.

Chu Zihang silently raised the bone of Ame Murakumo, and did not hesitate to kill because the other party was a beautiful woman.

"Chu Jun... Can I deal with her?"

Yuan Zhinv suddenly said softly.

Chu Zihang and Finger were a little surprised. This was the first time he took the initiative to speak in two days.

Chu Zihang thought for a while, and then slightly lowered the bone blade of Ame Murakumo.

"Thank you, Chu Jun."

Yuan Zhinv bowed deeply to Chu Zihang, and then stepped forward.

"You're back, Your Highness."

Sakurai Kogure looked at the confusion in Genji's beautiful eyes and smiled softly.

"Where's the king?"

Genji stared at the woman and said softly.

During the time when he was mostly Kazama Ruri, this beautiful woman was his plaything. He had kissed her lips, her forehead, domineeringly, fiercely, or gently...

He tasted everything about each other's body.

On many nights, the two of them snuggled up to each other, like two lonely evil spirits keeping warm in this dark world.

"He's not here now. Your Highness, you're late."

Sakurai Kogure stared at Genji's somewhat turbid eyes:

"Has the other you left?"