Chapter 47 Flowers

(The title of this chapter comes from an ancient poem, which means that there are too many things that make people blinding.)

In Paris, a train from a certain country in Central and European countries is slowly approaching the station.

What stunned everyone was that there were two passenger seats hanging alone behind the front of the car, and there were long freight trucks behind it. After the train arrived at the station, high-end cars slowly drove out of the open seats. A black-haired and black-clothed, holding a small wooden stick in his hand. When he walked, he seemed to be dancing in the dance steps, he quickly walked out of the seats under the escort of a group of burly men.

A big red pure fur carpet slowly rolled over from the exit. Four 15 and 16-year-old young men in golden red uniforms slowly extended it to the feet of the young man. A drum band played a welcome song, followed by a cheerful waltz. The young man, in this extreme luxury, smiled warmly, carried his cane behind his back and walked out. The luxury car, led by the station staff, slowly left the platform.

A bodyguard smashed a stack of about 50,000 euros in front of everyone, and pointed at the station staff and said, "This is your tip, well, thank you for your hard work." The big man was very tall and had a very strong body. Not our Kane, who is it?

Yi Chen, Philee, Jester, Phil, and Gore were watching this luxurious scene in the far corner of the platform. Yi Chen looked at his white Rolls-Royce with a little distressed feeling: "Oh my God, I hope that guy won't use this car to drive at midnight, otherwise I won't spare him... Do you know how much effort it took to get this baby?"

Fei Lihuan hugged his waist and asked in a low voice: "Boss, where are we going now? We have a lot of things to do now. Should we prepare for those jobs?"

Yi Chen shook his head: "It's unnecessary. I believe that Lieutenant Colonel Strongen's strength is that they can definitely kill Yamaguchi. After all, they are special forces. If the problem cannot be solved quickly, then they will jump into Tokyo Bay by themselves. As for Mount Light... Well, we'll go and see tomorrow night, how about it? No need to send Kane and the others, they are carrying out the first business of our Dark Magic Security Company."

Philey blinked her big green eyes: "Boss, we will go to the Tower of London to visit tomorrow night, so what about today? What are you doing today? If you go back to London, it won't take long."

Yi Chen patted her face: "Today? Let's buy you something you like... I've got too many suckers recently. They stuffed money into our hands and didn't waste it a little bit. How could they be happy? Phil, Gore, what do you like? Today we have a one-time purchase... Hahahahahaha... Jester, what do you think I'm doing? Do you need anything other than marijuana?"

Bai Jiade looked here and casually danced the small stick with a stick. Yi Chen nodded slightly, hugged Feili's waist, and everyone slowly walked out from another exit.

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Outside the seas of Japan, two patrol ships from the Maritime Police Department drove slowly. It was dark and the wind and waves were strong. The patrol personnel on the ship glanced around without much care, and then retracted back to the cabin. There was steaming sushi and good sake inside. Who would be happy to suffer from the wind and waves on the deck?

They had just walked less than a nautical mile when a high-speed fishing boat drove over quickly. Several fishermen muttered in Japanese language: "Baga, where are those bastards? How do we pick up the goods?"

Another person who seemed to be the leader whispered: "Shut up, you'll arrive soon, they won't miss the appointment... But, great god, where are they?"

A slight motor sound came, and the Japanese immediately became interested. A small boat from afar looked here for a while and sent out a light signal. The fishing boat sent a signal back. The two boats slowly leaned against the side. After a slight impact, more than a dozen men, carrying heavy canvas bags, jumped from the boat to the fishing boat, put down the package, and jumped back.

A Japanese 'fisherman' whispered: "What's the product this time? Huh?"

The other party roared in Russian: "Shut up, have you forgotten the rules? Complete the commission, but you are absolutely not allowed to ask... How did your boss teach you these yellow monkeys? Hurry up, hurry up, put it in a warehouse in Shibuya, Tokyo, the address is ××××××, and someone will come to pick up the goods within three days. Be more stern, otherwise your boss will kill you. This goods are very important."

The Japanese leader secretly touched the canvas bag with his hands. His tentacles were filled with piles of smooth iron products. From that shape, he could tell what it was. His face changed slightly, but when he thought about the dividends he could get this time, he gritted his teeth secretly: "Even if it is a nuclear warhead, it doesn't matter if you want to transport it into Tokyo, as long as you have money, those ministers will ignore our lives, so why should we pay attention to their life or death? Bah, the rich are God."

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Stranggen looked at his watch, threw the Times in his hand into the trash can, pulled his huge luggage bag to the boarding passage. When he handed over the air ticket, Stranggen squeezed his eyes to the lady and said with a smile: "Miss, you are so beautiful... so charming."

Strongen's rough and tough face, strong body, and charming smile made the lady feel panicked, her face turned red, and she hurriedly let him go. Strongen smiled and whispered to her subordinates following behind: "Without the constraints of military discipline, you can do anything on the plane. As long as their lady is willing, I will not blame you..." Several soldiers chuckled in a low voice and nodded repeatedly.

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Chekov yawned up from the wide bed, touched the butts of the two girls beside him, walked into the living room with a swagger, and looked at the weird guy with wide eyes and stared at him in surprise.

Chekov opened the curtains and asked him strangely: "Hey, dear Japanese samurai... Oh, wrong, Mr. Japanese Ninja, don't you need to sleep? Look, it's late at night outside. Are you Japanese so perverted? Ah, I'm sorry, I admit that the wound I bandaged you may be very comfortable, but at least you have come back to life... Do you think I dare to ask those waiters to bandage you? That will kill you."

The weirdo looked at Chekov angrily, struggled to move his neck, moved the bandage that strangled his neck tightly, and squeezed out a few words: "You are almost killing me."

Chekov looked at him dissatisfiedly and muttered: "Japanese monkey, fuck, won't you be grateful? This is the first time I saved someone in my life. Forget it, I ignore you. You don't know the truth. Mr. Chekov can't be as knowledgeable as you. The boss said, "You must be broad-minded so that you can live a long life... Damn, no matter how broad-minded a man is, can he be as broad as a girl?"

Chekov walked into the bedroom in a nonsense, and climbed onto the bed again without closing the door. A few hours ago, Chekov went out again despite the weird guy's strong opposition and came back. The two girls naturally became interested in the weird guy on the sofa. Chekov explained with a smile: "We played SM, but we injured him and are resting now."

The two girls looked at the weird guy covered in white bandages and exclaimed loudly: "Wow, sir, you are so powerful. You can play like this when you play SM with a man... so amazing." The weird guy couldn't breathe on the spot and fainted.

Seeing Chekov walking into the room swayingly, screams sounded again, and the weirdo forced a sigh of helplessness and began to turn his true energy according to the mental method of his own sect. He did not dare to stay in Chekov's room anymore. Sooner or later, he would be killed by him inadvertently. The weirdo deeply believed this and would definitely do it.

The young man next to Yamaguchi Ki was quietly floating above Tokyo City, watching the billions of lights below. He had no ability to hang over the empty space, but the sword under his feet helped him. A wine glass gently turned in his hand, and he quietly poured himself a glass of wine, saying with deep feelings: "Winter is coming again. The winter of the samurai is like the petals. Will the samurai's life slowly wither?... Good wine... It should be back to Mount Fuji, the deep mountains there to avoid the vulgarity of the world, and there is truly pure winter snow there."

He closed his eyes with satisfaction, felt satisfied with his sour feelings, and felt that his spiritual cultivation had improved a step further. So he used his sword to control people, slashed horizontally from a thousand meters above the sky, and cut off three ninja heads that were stinging between high-rise buildings with one sword, sighing with satisfaction in the bloody rain of the sky: "Sure enough, swordsmanship requires the cooperation of the state of mind... I still need to learn more."

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The social circle of Paris was a little shocked. Mr. Marquis Bai Jiade, who is from a small country in Central Europe, is the only heir to a mysterious, ancient, noble and closed family. He suddenly came to Paris. After quickly joining several high-ranking people such as Bridge Club, Dog Fighting Club, Hunting Club, Horse Racing Club, etc., he declared glitteringly: "Paris, the garden of the world, I love him so much... I hope to find a lifelong companion among the wealthy ladies in Paris."

The gossip always spread very quickly, and the wives of some curious big men were confirmed through some official channels. All the proofs of this cute young man were true. He was indeed the heir to an ancient aristocratic family. Moreover, the Swiss bank's branch office in Paris also secretly confirmed that the young man had wealth that could completely match his identity, that is, wealth could rival a country.

The manager of the branch office nodded and said, "Yes, wealth is comparable to a country. This gentleman has opened an unlimited withdrawal account in our bank and has been recognized by the head office... In a sense, if a young man can spend 10 million, 20 million, or 30 million US dollars a year, it would be very amazing, right?"

The manager also claimed that he did not violate the rules of Swiss banks because it was consented by the Marquis of Bai Jiade and specially ordered that anyone who inquire about him must give a detailed reply, provided that his privacy is not exposed. Therefore, the manager is also very happy and proud to promote his division, which is the division under his jurisdiction that he has received such a rich man.

The powerful wife and wife immediately calculated that the principal that could support a young man's luxury life would be at least about one billion US dollars. Yes, one billion US dollars, otherwise the Swiss bank would not have opened such a weird account for him, and it would have been a noun that he hadn't heard for a long time.

Of course, many gossip reporters also noticed the luxurious and exquisite decorations on Mr. Bai Jiade's small cane, as well as the glittering black pearl on the head of the cane. They are all treasures, and it is like this.

As for Mr. Bai Jiade's bodyguard group, the group of forty-person luxury bodyguard groups, it is said that they came from a newly established large security company in the UK. According to some information secretly circulated in the upper class, these guys were just a month ago, and were elite special forces from the Federal Germany. They were able to pay for such a professional bodyguard group, which further highlighted the noble identity of Mr. Bai Jiade's Marquis... Who knows that our lovely Mr. Kane doesn't even have a penny of salary?

In just five minutes, a few playboys became good friends, good brothers and good buddies with Bai Jiade. They happily invited Bai Jiade to attend their cockfighting conference, dogfighting conference, hunting trip, midnight banquet, secret dating club, etc. Bai Jiade happily agreed and gave them some souvenirs that were not very expensive but very tasteful, such as ivory jewelry from the African prairie, etc.

It can be said that Bai Jiade entered the upper class in Paris almost instantly, and there was nothing to say. His demeanor, his talent, and his clothes all showed that he was not a nouveau riche, but a descendant of the real ancient aristocrat. When he quietly pointed out the production date and location of a set of tea sets and the surnames of the craftsmen who made them, the old gentlemen present had a peak in their favor about Bai Jiade.

Bai Jiade deeply understood that he would stop when he saw it. He could not steal the limelight from the brothers he had just met. After a gorgeous bow and bid farewell, Bai Jiade invited everyone present: "Gentlemen, I will hold a small banquet tonight, welcome everyone... Mr. Kane, my address is... Hum?"

Kane nodded and said, "No. ××××, Xiangchelyshe Street, welcome everyone... The house has just been renovated. If there are any defects, please correct me."

When he walked out of the club, Kane asked Bai Jiade in confusion: "Why do you spend 5 million US dollars to decorate a house? Are you crazy? That's money, you know that 5 million US dollars can be exchanged..."

Bai Jiade hit Kane with his elbow and whispered: "Come on, come on, when we leave Paris, we can sell it for ten times the price. Believe me, although my expertise is art, I still have some knowledge of real estate."

Kane looked at him with suspicion. This guy didn't look like a serious real estate businessman anyway. Ten times the price? He wouldn't sell it to twenty people at half the price, right?

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In a store under the Eiffel Tower, Phil and Gore suddenly stopped.

Fei Li was walking happily with a big bag in her hand. Seeing several men suddenly stopped, she turned around and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Boss, I'm leaving... I don't have much time."

Phil pointed to the dark store and said, "Fili, the boss will go shopping with you, let's go in and have a look."

Jester sighed helplessly, but no one paid attention to him. He pulled out a piece of marijuana and started to smoke it happily.

Yi Chen smiled, stroked Feili's face and said, "Good, let's go and enjoy the authentic African art."

Feli smiled, nodded obediently, and was the first to enter the store.

Some strange statues and masks carved in black wood were hung on the wall, and some strange instruments were placed on the ground in sequence. An old black man, with a white beard, sat on a reclining chair in the house, closing his eyes to rest.

Phil gently approached a drum, slowly stroking its drum skin, and his heavy hands trembled slightly. Gore also approached a drum, and then gently tapped it. Phil followed closely, monotonous but cheerful rhythm, and the changing and fast drum beats surged out wildly. The old black man suddenly opened his eyes, and his legs trembled uncontrollably according to the drum beats.

Filgore and the old black man made a few strange shouts, and the drums stopped suddenly.

The old black man looked at them blankly and hummed a few words in a strange language. Phil nodded and pointed at the drumstick: "How much?"

The old black man smiled and said, "Give it to you, you are members of our tribe... to you."

Gore shook his head: "No, we are asking, how much is your store cost, we want to buy all the goods in your store."

Jester looked at Phil in confusion, yawned a lot, leaned against the store door and whispered: "Buy these things? What are you doing? Is it necessary? Phil Gore is no longer a savage from Africa."

Yi Chen gave him a fierce look, Jester shivered and quickly stened the cigarette butt in his hand.

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Back in London, the two brothers were busy in their room for two days and two nights, and the strange melody and music kept coming, and Jester moaned and screamed: "Oh my God, let me sleep."

Yi Chen stood at the window and said with emotion: "Listen, Feli, the desolate feeling of the African prairie... is so wonderful."

Fei Li shrugged her shoulders and asked without any energy: "Boss, now they both are not energetic. When will they go to the Tower of London? Mountain of Light, I really want to hold it and sleep..."

Yi Chen firmly rejected her: "No, I promised Bai Jiade that the Mountain of Light is his."

Seeing Feili's aggrieved look, Yi Chen said with a smile: "Of course, all the other treasures are my Feili baby. No one can touch a finger..."

Fei Li jumped up cheering and threw herself on Yi Chen: "Of course you can touch the boss, but... when will you go?"

Yi Chen pondered for a moment: "I'll go over and take a look first. You stay at home... Hum? Don't worry, I won't have anything to do. Just be optimistic about the home. I'll come back soon... Maybe when I come back, I'll bring the Mountain of Light."

Reiterating the Mountain of Light once again made Feili's head short-circuit instantly and she did not raise any objections at all. Yi Chen had already flashed out of the window quickly. Yi Chen looked at herself and was wearing black clothes today, which was difficult to be discovered.

I felt that feeling again, the feeling of being on the mountain without any burden or any concern, and the pleasure of moving forward in the wind in the mountains every night... The rays of star power pass through the body one by one, Yi Chen closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure brought by the star power through his body...

When the wind blew, Yi Chen's body had already swept thousands of meters away, and his whole body flashed in the air like a ghost, and no one could find him.

Yi Chen's divine thoughts spread far away. He looked at Yamaguchi Casino and was surprised to find that Yamaguchi had not replenished any of his hands. Yamaguchi was alone and the four were drinking in depressedly. He didn't know how they covered up the sudden disappearance of hundreds of people... But thinking about the pope's sudden visit, I think that when I came to Scotland Yard, I wouldn't touch Yamaguchi and the other four.

Yi Chen restrained these complicated thoughts and spread his spiritual thoughts to the endless starry sky above. However, just like before, his spiritual thoughts were intercepted as soon as they touched the periphery of the atmosphere. I don’t know why... Yi Chen was not discouraged, absorbed the powerful star power to the fullest, and used his mental method to constantly use the new star power to shake his current small universe, and at the same time replenished the power of travel into the star core.

Yi Chen walked quickly in the Tower of London like a wind, and was surprised to find that there was no strong defensive power. Why? Why is this? According to Bai Jiade, there should be a very powerful defense in the Tower of London, otherwise how could all the mercenaries in the past fall here?

Yi Chen did not think too much, and he devoted himself to the operation of his mind. He tried his best to break up his twenty-eight constellations cycle today and break through to the realm of the Six-Bright Star Cycle. Since Tian Xinzi helped him improve to the 28 constellations cycle of the Zhoutian Star Power, Yi Chen's strength has not made much progress. In the path of practicing Taoism, the right time, place, people and people are indispensable, and no one dares to force it...

I was surprised to realize that my harassment had begun to cause the circulation system of the twenty-eight constellations to start to fluctuate, and a slight turbulence flowed in the meridians in an orderly manner, as if I was giving myself massage, extremely comfortable. When these turbulent flows out, Yi Chen's body was covered by a faint layer of silver glow, but the silver glow kept flashing, and the light was dim, not as bright and moist as the Tianxinzi, as if it was the essence.

Yi Chen had already reached the entrance of the basement, and several cameras were beaten into garbage by the broken star sword energy he popped out. He didn't care about the interception of the security guards. In order to avoid trouble, Yi Chen still covered his mouth and nose with a big handkerchief. With the flashing Yinxia, ​​it was impossible for him to recognize him.

Yi Chen reached out and pushed towards the heavy gate. The gate suddenly made a creaking moan, but the iron gate was still stable. Yi Chen sneered repeatedly, and the twenty-eight constellations in his body condensed the true energy and threw it out quickly. Two silver lights blasted out with his hands again... At the same time, Yi Chen took a deep breath, and the star power from the outside rushed into his body like a flying star, impacting the stable cycle of the twenty-eight constellations. After breaking and then standing, the six-glory star cycle formed again will be more powerful than the current big cycle... Yi Chen actually started his own practice while "stealing" things.

The gate was completely shaken by a huge force. With the loud noise, Yi Chen's twenty-eight constellations cycle collapsed, and the violent true energy rushed around in his body. Yi Chen's whole body was extremely comfortable, and he began to control these pure true energy forces with joy, slowly forming the general structure of the Six-Bright Star Circle. In this process, more star powers poured in and added to the circular structure...

Seeing a beam of light pouring in from Yi Chen's forehead, his whole body was shrouded in a layer of silver light, more than a dozen guards who were coming with guns shook their heads gently and retreated quickly without any hesitation... Their leader pressed a button on the bracelet on his wrist.

About twenty seconds later, Yi Chen's six-glory star cycle was about to take shape. His spiritual thoughts were inward, and an extremely brilliant and huge halo surrounded the star core. In the slight oscillation, powerful true energy was running continuously in the body, and various parts of the body were undergoing another washing.

Then, a brilliant sword light, without any sound, was a sword light that seemed to be able to split the world, emanated from the wall of the Tower of London, and shot towards the dawn Yi Chen...

Yi Chen retreated, quickly retreated. He felt the irresistible power. At this moment, the new Six-Bright Star Circle was about to be completed. He had no time to dodge, so he could only drive the star power around his body, forming a force field, dragging his body toward the Tower of London.

Citizens who were still enjoying nightlife in London watched an extremely strange scene. A huge silver meteor rose up and flew towards the western suburbs. Behind, a white light that was hundreds of meters long and full of holy aura, was chasing her and instantly left her own vision.

Yi Chen was angry and furious. When he clamped his breath and stabilized his six-glory star cycle, his divine thoughts kept mobilizing the star power around him. A stream of lightswords emerged from the void and then slashed towards the sword light. However, the two were too fast, and the lightswords could only chase the two, but could not hit the person chasing Yi Chen.
To be continued...