Ying returned to 'Chinatown' with a hint of flush on her face. Yi Chen sat on the sofa with a cigar. A wisp of blue smoke curled up and asked in a low voice: "Kill them? How about it?"

Sakura smiled bitterly: "They are very strong, and I have worked hard to win." Sakura thought helplessly: "If your body is enough to bear this power, can we kill them easily? It's so hateful." However, he also knew that his body's strength still needs to be improved by continuous practice. This is not something that can be accomplished in a short period of time, and we can't complain too much.

After all, these three guys are core members of War Soul Valley. Sakura is already very satisfied with being able to kill them, so although his inner organs were slightly injured by his own strength, Sakura is still very happy. I think in a short time, the Japanese Juhua headquarters will not dare to send people to die, right? Then, I have enough time to enhance my strength.

Yi Chen chuckled: "Then, that's great, well, we have nothing to do recently, we will have a boring time."

Sakura asked: "Do you really have no other plans? That's really meaningless."

Yi Chen nodded: "Yes, I think it's boring, but what we can do now is wait, except waiting and waiting... Sakura, maybe some things need to be explained to you about the relationship between the Dark Controversy Group and the Holy See, and what is the matter with me and them. You understand this and you will be able to cooperate with us in the future, right? Many times, if you are not very clear about certain situations, you may cause some unnecessary trouble... Can your body hold on?"

Ying Yun adjusted her breath, nodded, and sat on the sofa in front of Yi Chen...

A passenger plane arrived at London Airport at this time, and three young men with long hair walked off the plane with a small suitcase. The tall young man who led the lead glanced and glanced at the customs officers' faces. The lady shook all over and did not carefully check their passports, and just let them go.

The young man on the left asked: "Senior brother, how can we find him?"

The tall young man snorted coldly: "Who said we were looking for him? Are we his opponents again? He is a master who can compete with the elders of the "Tianxing Sect". Can we compare with him? Just kidding... I already have a plan, you don't have to worry about it, just follow me."

The young man on the right nodded, looked at the passengers around him with curiosity, and whispered: "Western people are indeed strange. They all look strange, very similar to the big bears in our mountain, Senior Brother Feilong."

Long Fei, no, now he has been removed from his post in the security department and returned to the 'Daode Sect'. His name is now called Taoist Feilong. Taoist Feilong nodded and said, "Yes, look at these guys, all covered in vulgar bones and stinking all over. It's really... Well, what's the name of that department? By the way, is the British counter-espionage and intelligence agency, MI5? Their leader code is D. Very good, let's go there."

The young man on the left shook his head: "Senior brother, I'm afraid they won't see us, right? Well?"

Taoist Feilong snorted: "What do you know? According to Qingyun and the others, if the British and French are joining forces to investigate the scandal of the Paris Dele family, if they really have doubted Yichenzi, they will definitely meet us. After all, only I can solve their troubles. Yichenzi is a very difficult person to deal with."

The young man on the right opened his mouth wide: "But, senior brother, the master and the others asked us to come here to explore the news from the Holy See, and it was not for us to deal with Yichenzi. Although you have a grudge, we have nothing to do with you now. We practice our Taoism and do his things outside, so we don't have to bother too much."

Taoist Feilong looked at him with a gloomy face and said in a deep voice: "Feihe, don't want you to teach me a lesson. What Master said? If you come out, everything will follow my arrangements. Humph, go back to the 'Daode Sect', don't you let me say anything, just say everything goes smoothly. I'm just going to talk to Yichenzi by the way, and go to the Vatican of Rome immediately, Humph." Only Taoist Feilong himself knew why he had to trouble Yichen, because he was jealous and very jealous.

When Yi Chen was on the mountain, he used his cultivation of more than ten years to beat the Flying Dragon, gray-headed and rat-faced who had been practicing hard for nearly a hundred years. Finally, with his master's protection and a little bit of trouble, he forced him out of the "Tianxing Sect". Who knew that he had recovered his cultivation completely by himself, and even now he had reached an incredible state. What is this? Is he definitely not as good as him? Taoist Master Feilong had to let out this breath no matter what, even if he was just using the power of ordinary people behind his back to curb Yi Chen, he was very happy.

Feilong himself did not realize that his paranoid state of mind and vengeful style had already deviated from his practice, and gradually he could not defend the most demanding spiritual platform Qingming, which was the most demanding of the "Dao Moral Sect", and his skills were dissipating slightly. If he had not been working hard to cultivate, he would have been getting worse day by day. But Yi Chen was distressed. He was just a little care about nothing, so how could he offend such a character?

The taxi driver asked loudly: "Three, do you go to the headquarters of MI5? Really, normal people won't go to that kind of place... Well, of course, hehe, you guys are also their fellow travelers?" The driver was burned by Feilong's cold-electric eyes, and he didn't dare to say anything more. But he didn't know that the main reason why Feilong glared at him was that Taoist Feilong's English was not very good, and he was too lazy to concentrate on listening to his nagging.

D almost went crazy in the office. Since the first surveillance vehicle was destroyed by a group of thugs, in the past few days, the people he sent to monitor Yi Chen have been attacked one after another, and all the instruments were destroyed or robbed. The agents were all disabled or second-class disabled. He had to sign countless documents to allow these agents to retire early and go to retire. What's even more troublesome is that the damaged instruments are all high-quality goods. How should he explain this compared to the capital expenditure? Hum? How can Congress accept his explanation?

Look at the damn politicians, the politicians sitting in the House of Commons, the well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, how many of them have collected Yi Chen's black money? Oh my God, who knows? If I honestly say that I lost these things to monitor Yi Chen, I guess I will be impeached soon?

His assistant saw the boss's heart disease, so he whispered: "Boss, this time the French have something to ask for us, so we can ask them to cooperate. We said that we took some joint operations against terrorist organizations with France, and lost these instruments in the operation, and those agents were also injured by their merits, so that everything can be explained."

D thought for a while, smiled slowly, nodded and said, "Okay, you are a good guy, this idea is good. You are responsible for contacting the French. Well? Get these things done for me, and go now. Moreover, inform the French, where are their staff? We cannot always stand up, so we will be under too much pressure. There are still many things to deal with in our country, and it is impossible to concentrate all our strength on Yi Chen."

He waved his hand, and the assistant nodded and went to knowingly. D stared at his back and whispered, "Oh, have you learned to play tricks and threaten others? Well, I actually thought of asking the French guys to cooperate with us to lie... This kid, hum, you can't let him stay by my side for too long. Where are the hot spots recently? Let him serve as the intelligence chief, he will be happy to improve his status." The so-called hot spots are those lucky places with a mortality rate of nearly 100%.

D lowered his head and thought about it carefully. This easy is too difficult to deal with. His power is too huge. It is impossible to complete the task to monitor him near his stronghold. However, those damn micro surveillance instruments must have a receiving station within 500 meters. Their signal is too weak. D shook his head helplessly, tapped the tabletop gently, and whispered: "God, let me be the head of the intelligence department, worry about a rogue leader. Is this your fairness? Oh my God, dealing with such a person should have been done by my subordinates, so why do I have to do it myself?"

D smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, life is unequal, and a villain will also produce an emperor-like character. Unfortunately, I am not qualified to be the king of agents. I am not qualified to compete with such a genius head-on. M is a smart old woman. He is too fucking smart. Maybe it would be a clear decision not to provoke him?"

But thinking of the generous conditions offered by his French colleagues, D gave up this idea. In any case, some of the information in the hands of the French was urgently needed. These Gaul roosters who took advantage of the situation were really not fucking. Elegance? Where did their elegance go?

D stared at the folder on the desktop, glanced at it tightly, suddenly showed a strange smile, and whispered: "Oh, it's great, it's great... Well, there was a massacre in that Japanese gangster's casino, it's great. That Sakura was hiding in the 'Chinatown', well, it's great. Of course, I can use this excuse to search once. As long as I find any clues, I can make this Chinese unable to turn over."

D stood up excitedly, walked around the office for a few steps, and muttered to himself with a smile: "Well, Xu Na and the others have a lot of deals with this guy. If I can solve Yi Chen, Xu Na and the others will lose a powerful helper, right? God forgive me, what am I talking about? Agents should be absolutely fair and fair. Long live His Majesty the King... But who told me to be a member of his faction? Well, hum."

The communication machine on his desk flashed red, D walked to the side lightly and pressed the button: "Hey, Annie, what's the matter?"

His female secretary asked: "Boss, there are three weird guys who want to see you. They are Chinese, and they can only help us deal with that Chinese."

D was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Three Chinese people? What are they doing? Do they think they are invincible generals? Deal with Yi Chen? Oh, God... No, no, think about the Shire under M. Maybe they really have some special abilities. Of course, why is it impossible? The tutor taught me not to deny anything that I have not seen before. Everything is possible... OK, Anne, call them in and be safe."

Anne smiled over there: "Okay, boss, I told them to do high-protection measures... Also, do you need a translation? The people below said that their English is not very fluent."

D smiled conceitably and said, "Oh, don't want it. My Chinese is very fluent enough to deal with them." D was content with his smugness. Yes, he was the best trainee in that class, otherwise how could he sit in his current position?

Thirty seconds later, more than a dozen big-sleeved agents walked in with a calm face, saluted D and stood behind him, some of them hid in the windowsill of D's office, in the secret door, etc. Of course, they all carried weapons on them.

Three minutes later, the two agents walked in with Taoist Master Feilong and his two junior brothers Feixing. Feihe looked at D and the four agents behind him curiously, and looked around with his head. Suddenly, he became interested in a landscape painting on the wall on his left hand. He walked slowly over and stared at the painting. The two agents in the secret door behind the canvas were depressed. What are you, a child, staring at us?

D nodded slightly, regardless of Feihe, who was distracted by his mind, pointed to the three sofas that had just been placed on his desk and said, "Gentlemen, please sit down." It was a standard Beijing movie.

Taoist Feilong raised his eyebrows and nodded and said, "Thank you, you speak very well in Chinese." Dama Jindao pulled Feixing down and sat down, while staring at Feihe with dissatisfaction.

D smiled and watched Annie bring four cups of tea and put it in front of everyone. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip and said, "This is also tea from China. I hope you guys like it. I don't know how to call you two?"

Taoist Feilong sneered: "Is my name important? It's not important at all. What matters is how you deal with Yi Chen. Arrest him? Well? Is it possible? Well, my teacher in China... Well, my classmates all know how powerful he has in your country."

D interrupted Taoist Feilong's words and chuckled, "Oh, I don't know what your classmate is doing? You know, it's true that Yi Chen is a big shot in London, but not many ordinary people know him, he is very low-key."

Taoist Feilong pointed out the agents behind D and said sneered: "Of course, my classmates, maybe their profession is the same as you. This is not important. Gentlemen, what is important is that you don't need to find any evidence, do you understand?"

D was stunned. Now their problem was that they could not find evidence? Apart from a few conversations about Ying and Yi Chen discussing the casino massacre, he had no evidence at all that Yi Chen did. Although he knew what Yi Chen's business was, and even knew the channels and transaction dates of Yi Chen's business, he could not catch any direct evidence related to Yi Chen.

Sighing, D said, "Do you have any solutions?"

Taoist Feilong smiled reservedly: "Mr. D... Oh, don't wonder why I know your code name. After all, my classmates still have a certain source of information, especially when my alma mater needs it." Taoist Feilong felt so tired that it was like eating a fly. My good junior brother would say it to be a classmate, and my sect would say it to be an alma mater. What are these words? He paused and continued: "Of course, I know what cases you are investigating recently, and I am sure that those cases are related to Yi Chen. I can find evidence for it, that's that simple."

Taoist Feilong muttered in his heart: "According to the information given by his junior brother, when the Tower of London collapsed, witnesses saw silver light flashing... Humph, silver light, silver light, except for the "Tianxing Sect", who else can emit such light among the hundreds of monks in the Middle Earth?"

Of course, Feilong also has confidence. He is sure that Yi Chen uses a small spell like Qimen Dunjia to protect those things. For Westerners, they don’t know the truth about the mutual generation and restraint of the five elements. It would be strange if they can break Yi Chen’s ban and find those stolen goods.

D pondered for a long time: "Are you sure?"

Taoist Feilong nodded proudly. He admitted that he was no longer a match for Yi Chen, but if he just sneaked into Yi Chen's nest to get some evidence, it would be absolutely fine. What's more, he asked for several powerful magic weapons from the old Taoist Fatian to break Yi Chen's ban, isn't it simple?

D slowly looked up and down at Taoist Master Feilong, but he didn't say anything for a long time. Taoist Master Feilong smiled and slowly rubbed the teacup in his hand. Gradually, a "swish, swish" sound came from the teacup. A white water vapor swelled up in a "gululu". When Taoist Master Feilong put the porcelain cup on the table, a stream of white smoke suddenly emanated from D's desk, but the temperature of the teacup was too high, and a very thick piece of the tabletop was scalded off.

D and the agent behind him looked at the teacup in amazement. The cup was clean and even the tea leaves had disappeared. D swallowed and let out a gentle breath. In this light breath, the entire teacup turned into a row of blue smoke and a smear of porcelain powder flew out. In order to establish his authority, Taoist Feilong simply used Sanwei True Fire to emit a small palm thunder to make this teacup. How could it bear it?

The agents nodded one after another, without any concealing their admiration for the power shown by Taoist Feilong.

D slapped heavily and laughed: "Very good, very good, I believe you have the ability to get into Yi Chen's nest and find his guilt. It's great, what reward do you want? Well? Tell me, tell me, as long as it is within my ability, I can promise you what you want, money? Beauty? Hum? Tell me, don't be polite."

Taoist Feilong smiled and said, "What's the use of those things to me? I'll just ask one condition." He looked at D with bright eyes.

D nodded heavily: "OK, you said, as long as it is something I can decide, I will definitely agree to you."

Taoist Feilong said viciously: "You want to completely eradicate his power and issue a wanted order around the world according to his crimes, indicating his identity, age, appearance, etc. I want his reputation to be stinking throughout the world. I want him to be infamous. Life is worse than death. Can you do it?"

D looked at Taoist Feilong in surprise: "Of course, of course, it can be done. This is what we should do, why not? But do you have any other conditions?"

Taoist Feilong stood up and sneered, "These conditions are enough, and I am very satisfied. You understand that since I can get some information through certain departments in China, the so-called money and beauty are of no value to me. As long as I see Yi Chen's reputation being discouraged and his relatives cannot raise their heads because of his crimes, I am very satisfied. Remember what I said."

D frowned: "Do you have a personal grudge with him? Then, I can understand, but why don't you ask us to kill him? Hum?" D looked at Taoist Feilong treacherously and said with a giggle: "If we kill him directly and then announce his scandal, are you not satisfied?"

Feilong said in a deep voice: "With your strength, how can you deal with him? He is a very powerful person. You are not his opponent at all, and you can't imagine what kind of monster you are facing. Humph."

D smiled a little embarrassedly, shook his head gently, and stopped his subordinates from expressing any opinions on Taoist Feilong's words, and said softly: "So, when can you provide us with his evidence?"

Taoist Feilong thought for a while, nodded and said, "In half a month, I will try to get evidence. However, you need to cooperate with me. You will cause trouble for me. The bigger the trouble, the better. In short, it is to let him leave "China City". If he does not leave his stronghold, I am sure that there are not many people on the entire earth who can successfully take anything from his eyes." Taoist Feilong is still self-aware and understands that Yi Chen's current cultivation has really reached a terrifying state.

D nodded heavily: "Very good. I can order all his business to be cleaned at any time and check the illegal places inside. I can also call the firefighting, taxation and other departments to cooperate with us to entertain Yi Chen well. I believe he will not stay in "Chinatown" all the time."

D stood up and stretched out his hand. Taoist Feilong was stunned for a moment, slowly stretched out his hand, and he didn't get used to it.
Chapter completed!