Return to Neon

The broad silver wings tore through the clouds, searching for the target on the spider web composed of light.

This is Tokyo, one of the most prosperous cities in Asia. The prosperity of many countries from all over the world has gathered together, and the flow is endless, showing an extremely prosperous scene, without any influence from the demon subjugation.

But Tokyo was not their target. The burning torch in the dark night was too conspicuous. The silver wings slowly passed through the burning Tokyo and flew further south.

South of Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, and the outskirts of Yokohama City.

This is a deserted coastline. Before World War II, it was a continuous fishing village. Now the fishermen have moved to Yokohama and become citizens. Only the pier where they originally parked their fishing boats is left, being beaten by the sea water day after day.

The headlights cut through the night, and black Hummers rolled over the shoulder of the highway and drove across the salt flats toward their destination.

People who don't know think that the gangs are all out to stage a showdown here, but those who know can only wonder, who is the master behind the entire neon now, who would offend him?

They won't know the answer because it's not from their world.

In the first car of the convoy, Minamoto was driving, and Sakura sat in the passenger seat and checked the GPS.

"How come there is an airport in such a ghost place?" Mr. Gen Zhisheng, who was the head of the eight Sheqi families, the director of the Japanese branch of Kassel College, and the director of the Japanese branch of Jingxintian, asked in confusion.

"There is indeed an airport, but it has been abandoned for many years and the runway is very short." Sakura said.

The car started and followed the long black dragon leaving into the distance. There was a long silence in the car.

She still wears a black suit with slim-fitting trousers, a high ponytail, and a pair of plain glasses. In this outfit, she can easily be ignored standing behind Yuan Zhisheng.

"Why did that adult choose to come at this time and this place?" Sakura stood respectfully beside Yuan Zhisheng, with an inquiring look in her eyes.

This is the duty of a ninja. He is always a person standing in the shadows, a deadly sword when necessary, and sometimes a life-saving shield.

Yuan Zhisheng's already solemn brows furrowed even more, and he waved his hand to signal the welcoming team to leave.

It didn't look like he was here to perform a mission, but rather like he was here to avoid a disaster. That's why his whereabouts were so hidden, and he deliberately chose this unmanned aircraft route.

The silver wings tore through the sky and slid towards the sea. The moment it touched the sea water, the luxurious special plane suddenly turned on all its lights. In the water curtain, the black Gulfstream was like a devil emerging from the night.

It was as if this arrival was an emergency, and even the people who arranged it were a little confused and didn't want many people to know.

Holding on to the steering wheel, Yuan Zhisheng also shook his head slightly, "Headmaster, he is indeed not a quiet old man."

Just as they were talking, the petite Russian girl came out holding a green cocoon.

Did something really happen? Lu Mingfei’s cronies didn’t believe the Japanese branch, but Lu Mingfei still firmly believed that the Japanese branch would fulfill the contract.

Danger after danger, we stopped on this runway that had been abandoned for many years.

"I don't know," Yuan Zhisheng's eyes were full of doubts, "I only sent a message to Princess Kaguya, and I can't contact her anymore."

What an eventful year it has been.

"Master," Sakura hesitated, but before she could finish, Yuan Zhisheng interrupted her, "Be careful what you say."

"Open the door." Sakura opened the car door with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Yuan Zhisheng looked through the rearview mirror and saw Zero's eyes never leaving the strange green cocoon.

"You stay, the others go back." Ling pointed at Yuan Zhisheng.

Zero nodded towards the position of the cab and slowly raised the lowered gangway, indicating that only the two of them were coming to Neon this time.

Otherwise, even if Mai Sutoku has a pilot's license, they don't want to fly on a plane driven by Mai Sutoku. It would be a thrilling experience, and it would stimulate people's hearts even more than a roller coaster.

He still has some political literacy. Just as I guessed before, something big must have happened during this period that he didn't know about.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the flashing red light in the sky. Lu Mingfei's special plane had arrived.

"That's it, the runway ahead." Sakura sat on the passenger seat and pointed ahead.

Judging from the shape of this thing, it seems that it can hold a person, but will it not suffocate it to death?

"The thing is like this..." Ling spoke calmly about what happened in England before, as if she were an outsider, but everyone knew how angry she was in her heart.

It's such a great honor, Mr. Lu.

Not only that, the message only briefly stated that Lu Ming must come to Neon.

"Master." Sakura's face looked ugly.

"I didn't want to come," Zero broke the silence first, "but he said he would come."

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

The gangway was lowered, and Zero, who was wearing a combat uniform, walked out first. She adjusted to the dark environment outside, and then looked at the welcoming team shrouded in car lights.

Put the green cocoon in your hand gently on the seat, and sit on the small empty seat aside.

If her head hadn't emerged from one side, I would have thought that this thing that looked like a cocoon jumped out on its own.

The elite members of the family straightened their backs one after another and showed off their family style. They wanted to perform well in front of that adult, maybe they would be favored?

When the convoy left the deserted airport like a long queue, Yuan Zhisheng finally said, "Commander-in-Chief, Lu Mingfei, what's wrong?"

Zero didn't answer him, but walked back to the cabin on his own.

At the end, Ling expressed some of his guesses about Lu Mingfei, "He didn't believe Ange. Although he didn't say it clearly, he asked me to bring him here before he completely passed out. I can feel that it's not just because of this."

There's something going on."

Incredibly, a runway, or half of it, appeared on the deserted salt flats, and the other half was submerged by sea water.

"Something important must have happened, so there's no need to worry about the minor details." Yuan Zhisheng sighed and stroked his right hand on the stone that shone with the light of the fire element.

"Everyone line up."

Yuan Zhisheng parked the car at the end of the runway and let the headlights shine on the runway. In this simple airport with no lighting at all, the pilot could only rely on the headlights to guide the direction.

The lights of the motorcade formed a bunch, welcoming the silver wings of the gods in the dark night.

It slid onto the runway that was not covered by seawater, and the tires rubbed against the cinder track, causing dazzling sparks.

Such exciting and thrilling driving skills can only be achieved by Mai Shutoku. The situation was urgent and the boss was unconscious again, so Ling and Su Enxi decided to let Mai Shutoku, who had a pilot's license, take the driver's seat.

The matter between the Sheqi Eight Family and Kassel Academy cannot be forgotten in a century. Even if Minamoto is relatively indifferent to this matter, it is impossible for him to not care about the opinions of all the members below.

On the contrary, he felt very pleased that Lu Mingfei believed more in the Sheqi Family than in Cassel College.

Ling nodded slightly, "Yeah."

"I know about Gao Tianyuan. Before Lu Jun wakes up, we will definitely send all relevant information to him."
Chapter completed!