M and the others turned on the surveillance camera and started to "live broadcast" what happened in Sakura and their casino was already after Sakura and their attack on the Tower of London. The agent in charge of technology had just calibrated the signal and turned on all twenty-four monitors, M and several other senior cadres saw Sakura slashing the ninja's head with a knife at first sight.

All the agents looked at each other, not knowing what to say. David had already shouted: "Boss, this is murder, this is a naked murder. With this, we have the right to go in and arrest them and then thoroughly search their residence." The people in charge of surveillance were David's subordinates, and he himself was the director of the European Region of MI6, so he should naturally be present. After all, this happened at his doorstep.

M smiled bitterly: "Dear David, don't be too excited. Yes, it seems to be a murder, but we have misleading the evidence. Do you understand? Maybe we can arrest them, but the media will definitely attack us to abuse our power. Monitor ordinary people in the top residential areas of the West End of London. Come on, do you want to step down? Do you want to say goodbye to your position? No, we can't do this."

David was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, turned around and ordered, "Pull the camera closer and see what happened."

As the camera approached, the ninja's body was carefully lifted by the other four tines, so the cross scratches on his stomach suddenly caught his eyes. Several senior agents shook their heads: "Boss, it seems that we can't catch their handles. This kid committed suicide by cesarean section, and the boy in red helped him."

M murmured in a low voice: "According to British law, they have violated our laws and regulations, but we cannot openly prosecute them, damn..." She raised her voice: "Please pay attention to surveillance, monitor them twenty-four hours a day, I hope to find something useful."

David looked at M and said helplessly: "Boss, I suddenly remembered something. Even if we really grasped their evidence of guilt, how can we deal with them? We are not superman, and we can't deal with a group of monsters... Do you think our agents will be killed in vain?"

M looked at him, nodded softly, and said coldly: "Yes, we can't deal with it, but the army has a way... I might as well tell you some top-secret information, thinking that I think we must strengthen our confidence. A top-secret research institute under the Ministry of National Defense, the topic they are studying is superpowers. I don't think that the land of our British Empire can be trampled on by some people with superpowers at will."

David was stunned for a moment: "Boss, how do you know?"

M shrugged his shoulders, and the fun look in his gray eyes: "I was in charge of this department three years ago... They are not very willing to expose their situation because this is the last secret weapon... Fortunately, their funds are often not enough, and our funds seem to be a little too sufficient, so, if necessary, I will ask them to take action."

David murmured a few times in his heart, and showed the same shock as his colleagues. Then, like any conscientious agent, he began to urge his subordinates to do things. Of course, he had made up his mind: "Tell Yi this information, he should be interested in it. There will always be people in the international community who are interested in this kind of confidential information. I just don't know how much the offer is appropriate?"

Not to mention David's thoughts with ulterior motives, M was standing in the center of the surveillance hall and discussing matters with the leaders of several other departments. Two agents quickly pushed open the door and broke in. M turned around urgently, and asked with a very bad premonition: "What happened?"

The two agents reported with a serious expression: "Boss, the Tower of London was attacked, the entire building complex collapsed, the British royal family treasures were plundered, the Duke of Arthur and three friends from the Holy See were seriously injured... There are many corpses left at the scene... Well, many traces are very strange."

M's head buzzed, and like David and the others, his face was pale and he almost staggered unsteadily. But after all, after a long period of storms, M quickly calmed down and clenched his fists and ordered: "Notify the Ministry of Defense, Scotland Yard and other intelligence departments to block all sea, land and air traffic, and do not allow those treasures to be lost... God, where did Great Britain violate you?"

Just as two agents were about to rush out of the surveillance hall to pass the order, a young man in a colonel uniform had already rushed in, waving a printed piece of paper in his hand: "The Ministry of Defense urgently ordered all military intelligence departments to dispatch to investigate the Tower of London incident... Your personnel will cooperate with the inspection and block all traffic lines in sea, land, air and sea."

Like an ant that exploded a nest, the staff of the powerful department of London were dispatched one after another. In addition to leaving the necessary staff on duty, the other people, including civilians who could shoot, were all dispatched in bulletproof vests.

Yi Chen finally developed the good habit of regulating breaths a little every day, forcing himself to lock the "Mountain of Light" into the safe, and after laying more than a dozen lethal spells on the periphery, he began to meditate cross-legged. As for Fei Li and others, they took stock of the jewelry all night and refused to relax.

Perhaps Chekov's words can represent the psychology of these guys: "Damn, damn, God, if all of them are taken, the world's jewelry market will tremble a hundred times... You don't have to worry about eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking in this life."

Yi Chen was fighting with the resurrected strands of alien true energy that emerged. These true energy did not have any harm to Yi Chen at this moment, but Yi Chen was in a state of mind. Who knew what they had absorbed so much free star power and were going to do? Who knew whether they would put themselves in their own way after they grew stronger? Who knew what the ultimate purpose of these true energy was? Does it form a magic array for magic spells? If Yi Chen could rest assured, it would be no wonder.

Helplessly, Yi Chen's spiritual consciousness sank deeply into his body, almost scanning one cell by one, and looking inside the room can be completed in just a moment of time, and the whole situation is fully visible. However, today, for insurance, Yi Chen spent half an hour scanning his body, but in the end, he still found nothing.

Watching the thin filaments made of true energy unscrupulously absorbing the free star power in his body and transformed by himself, Yi Chen was so hot. It was like he was working with a top master. Yi Chen was insidiously driving the pure true energy around his star core, setting up a rapids that kept rotating like a black hole, and then driving the free star power, slowly flowing towards his star core.

Yi Chen's wishful thinking is very good. This is fishing. Once these alien true energy is deceived, the rapids around the star core can immediately sweep them in, and then use the powerful true energy that has been condensed to the extreme inside the star core to cause the true fire to burn them.

But these alien true energy actually seemed to be wise. Not to mention getting close to Yi Chen's star core, he didn't even get close to his meridians that circulate the star power. He wandered away from those melancholy filled with melancholy, but Yi Chen did not have the true energy to station. He absorbed the star power wholeheartedly, and then teleported along the thin threads.

Yi Chen's heart, which had been calm for a long time, became angry. The star core was shaken. Hundreds of table tennis balls were the size of ping-pong balls. When looking inside, you could see the true essence balls emitting dazzling silver light shot out, sweeping along the meridians of the whole body. Anyway, these alien true essences are pitifully weak now, and a true essence ball can completely doom them. The true essence balls roared and slowly drove the free star power in the meridians. If Yi Chen's body was a small universe, then it was like a cosmic storm was rolled up at this moment.

What made Yi Chen helpless happened. When the violent energy flow was about to arrive, those true energy filaments suddenly disappeared silently. Yi Chen's aura was like a real energy ball rushing along the Shaoyang meridians. Yi Chen was in a state of anger and was stunned. He didn't pay attention to controlling the true energy ball. As a result, his fingertips numbed slightly, and the true energy ball turned into a meteor-like object and hit the wall of the practice room.

Yi Chen was shocked. The star core emitted infinite suction power under the operation of his divine thoughts. All the free power in his body immediately returned to the right path and returned to purity.

Looking at the silent hole on the wall, which was three meters deep and about meter in diameter, Yi Chen was a little stunned. His star-breaking finger needed all his strength to cause such a result, right? But an insignificant true energy ball caused the same result... Yi Chen was confused. Although Tian Xinzi told him that the star-card is the highest secret of his master, such a thing could not have happened. The move he used unintentionally was better than the power of the star-breaking finger that he used most often on weekdays.

Could it be... the ancestor was afraid that his sect's kung fu was too strong, so he deliberately made up some garbage kung fu to limit the destructive power of his sect? Yi Chen shook his head quickly. There were no such a ridiculous thing. Maybe the ancestor himself did not expect that there would be such an attack method. After all, monks often attacked with magic weapons, such as the "Star Finger" such as "Star Finger", not to mention deliberately studying how to use the true energy to emit powerful moves.

In any case, this is an unexpected gain. At least Yi Chen understood that he could have a stronger attack power in his current state. Although those few alien true energy are still missing, Yi Chen said bluntly that sometimes he is a careless person. Haven’t you caused any harm? Then I simply ignore you. It’s not too late for me to deal with you when you emerge.

Feili's footsteps came in, and Yi Chen was stunned. Feili should be still holding those jewelry at this moment, right? How could she come to the practice room?

Yi Chen jumped up quickly and opened the door of the practice room. Fei Li threw herself into his arms with a smile. A necklace strung with hundreds of thumb-sized pearls wrapped around her neck, and said with a smile: "That Japanese boy is here to find you, boss... he looks like a doll pressed by a car, so pitiful..."

Yi Chen smiled, twisted her ears, hugged her and walked upwards, and muttered in a low voice: "Stop hurting others behind the scenes, and they are pitiful. They have worked hard for a night and lost so many subordinates, but they have not killed anyone. It would be strange if his face is good."

Fei Li burst into laughter and was joking on Yi Chen for a while before she listened to Yi Chen's instructions honestly: "Hide everything in the safe, remember the way I told you to open the cabinet. If you remember it wrong, be careful of lightning slashing you... Be good, go, this matter will definitely be a big deal. We can't be too arrogant. After giving the "Mountain of Light" to Bai Jiade, we can slowly wait for the opportunity to take action."

Feili nodded obediently and said with a skill like her: "Boss, I only like twenty or so, not much at all." Yi Chen nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, yes, move quickly." Twenty or so? It's nothing, and Feili must only look at the color purely, and the color is beautiful. As for the degree of preciousness, it is not the problem she considers.

When Yi Chen walked into the living room, Ying was sitting on the sofa by the window to deal with Jester. Jester was lying on the sofa next to him, asking Ying to share a cannabis and muttered something: "If I am a friend, I have to share the blessings together. This is what the boss taught me. Hemp is a good thing. Come on, come on."

Sakura was frowning and shook her head in reverence, but Jester seemed to have bullied him today and asked him to have a firearm of the pure gold naked female angel. Sakura rolled her eyes and lamented in her heart: "God, is there such a bastard in the world? He actually forced others to take drugs? What is this?"

Yi Chen walked into the living room and coughed softly. Jester rolled his eyes, and honestly blew up the fire, took a sip of marijuana, closed his eyes and stopped talking. Yi Chen sat next to Ying with a smile, and said with a smile: "Sorry, Mr. Jester is a very enthusiastic person. He can't help but ask others to share what he likes... Unfortunately, few normal people will like what he likes."

Jester hummed a few times, turned over, faced to the back of the sofa, and had a marijuana cigarette in his mouth, and was ready to go to bed. Yi Chen looked at Jester with dissatisfaction and thought: "How much does this sofa cost? If you burn through the hole, you will continue to deduct your dividends... As for your mouth, it will burn if it burns, I won't care."

Ying didn't know that Yi Chen was not very up-to-date in her mind, so she looked at Yi Chen with a little difficulty and said with a sneer: "Mr. Yi, I have some trouble."

Yi Chen took a lot of money and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you're in trouble? I'm a little bit of a sudden. We are friends, and my friends' trouble is mine. Of course I have to deal with it for you. Besides, in London, I still have such a little power, such a little face, and all aspects. I can also give you some advice. What's the trouble? Your subordinates killed someone? It's too simple. Where do their families live? We can kill their whole family."

Sakura looked at Yi Chen in amazement. Although he was born in Yamaguchi, he spent most of his time in the training camp on Mount Fuji. How could he really see the damn savage methods of the underworld? Especially when Yi Chen said it so easily and comfortably, it gave Sakura a strange illusion. It would be normal to learn this way? It's just that he rarely sees strange things.

Ying shook her head and said, "No, if the subordinate killed someone, then let him take the blame, but... you see, it was the trouble I caused myself."

Yi Chen frowned and suddenly realized in his heart, boy, you have no experience, but you have to do something like murder and arson, you have always had to do it with masks. It is best to put your whole body in a tight suit to avoid leaving fingerprints, sweat, hair, etc. But you actually rushed into the Tower of London casually, but you didn't kill anyone. Now you know you're scared? I'm afraid of affecting your Yamaguchi Group's smuggling business, so I feel relieved?

Yi Chen looked frank and said seriously: "So, what's the problem? I will definitely help you overcome this difficulty. After all, we are friends and collaborators."

Ying smiled bitterly, and organized the sentences in her heart to see how to make the words more tactful and not say them in a shocking way. After thinking for a long time, Ying slowly said: "This, the cause of the matter is very complicated, and I don't think you will be interested. I will just talk about what happened last night... I went to the Tower of London last night." He blinked his beautiful big eyes and glanced at Yi Chen secretly, like a child who did something wrong and was afraid of scolding the kindergarten teacher.

Yi Chen giggled: "God, you stole all the treasures of the British royal family? Oh my God, this is a big trouble, the British will go crazy... If it is really, I suggest you leave the UK immediately, and I can help you solve the smuggling." Yi Chen was very dark and very dark, and he put the black pot on Ying's head.

Sakura quickly argued: "We didn't do this. In fact, we can't do it... To be honest, if I had that strength, the treasures of the British royal family, I would still want to get them, but we went to the Tower of London yesterday, not for this... I went to revenge. There were a few people in the Tower of London. They injured my subordinates. I went to revenge, and I asked them to compete in sword techniques."

Yi Chen was secretly amused: "Yes, you kid competed with others for sword skills. The first fucking sword was to attack others. In the end, twenty-seven special killers were arranged to assassinate. This is called a competition? Fuck you, are you pretending to be innocent in front of me?"

Yi Chen said seriously: "So, it's strange, how could such a thing happen?"

Sakura rolled his eyes and said with a wry smile: "Unfortunately, I was too careless. I thought it was just a formal competition, so I went to the Tower of London without wearing a mask and seriously injured the three of them. But as soon as we left, the Tower of London was blown up, and then the British royal family's treasure was also taken away. This was really a huge injustice, and we didn't take action." If Yi Chen had not witnessed it with his own eyes and committed the most serious crime, he would have been plagued by Sakura.

Yi Chen nodded pretending and exclaimed, "So that's it... Damn, who dares to snatch my land? Which family is so powerful that I don't have any news..."

Looking at Ying's somewhat panicked expression, Yi Chen comforted him and said, "You are just afraid that the person who was seriously injured by you will tell the police about your situation, and then our plan will not be realized, right?"

Sakura nodded and said seriously: "I lacked consideration for this action. I shouldn't have asked them to seek revenge publicly. I just need to arrange for people to assassinate them to achieve my goal. I didn't expect that a formal challenge in accordance with the spirit of the samurai actually caused such a big trouble for myself."

Yi Chen tilted his head and thought: "What are those who duel with you?"

Sakura shook her head: "I don't know, but they always say the so-called chivalrous spirit. Maybe this is a clue?"

Yi Chen cursed in his heart: "If I hadn't known those four boys, what's your crap about your shit? Damn, now Europeans still have adults gathering to play knight games all day long, with a full voice of gentlemanly demeanor and chivalry, what's your damn clue?"

However, Yi Chen smiled happily and said to Ying: "Don't worry... Well, they are not dead?"

Ying said affirmatively: "They did not die for my subordinates' reward, but three of them were seriously injured and should have been transferred to the hospital... By the way, one of them had very power. He actually ordered the police to block the streets 500 meters near the Tower of London to prevent others from disturbing our duel. Is this considered..."

Yi Chen nodded and said, "Then it will be easier to find them. There are not many people who can directly order Scotland Yard in London. Well, they have been seriously injured, so now they must be busy saving lives and healing the wounded. If you say, in their status and status, the police will not have the chance to see them ask for confessions. So you don't have to worry for the time being... Of course, when they recover, things will be hard to say, and they will not let you go."

Sakura said coldly: "I won't let them go, either, but I'm just afraid that they will use the official power to deal with me, otherwise what will I worry about? This time I can seriously hurt the three of them, and next time I can kill them...if they are willing to fight with me one-on-one."

Yi Chen was also wondering how to shut up Arthur and the others? Threat them? To hell, I am afraid that the direct consequence of threatening them is that His Majesty the Pope will come to England again. Kill them? Then it is not cost-effective to be chased by the people of the Holy See. Let Sakura kill them? It is a good idea... Last night, I disdained to kill them who were seriously injured, and there was also a Murphy who was still fighting. I don’t want to fight hard... Let Sakura kill them, otherwise the profit of the Yamaguchi group smuggling cars would be unable to share the profits.

Yi Chen smiled viciously at Ying. Ying's scalp was numb by Yi Chen's smile, and she asked carefully: "Mr. Yi, do you have an idea?"

Yi Chen nodded: "Based on what you said and my understanding of the upper class in the UK, I can still appear in the Tower of London late at night, with such a great authority and a swordsman, no more than three people in the city of London (Yi Chen muttered to himself: I knew one of Arthur, who knew who the other two were?)... They are all idiots with boring medieval chivalrous spirit, so if you give them a challenge book, they will keep their mouths tight and prepare to kill you in revenge."

Yi Chen smiled and said, "They believe that if they are humiliated by defeat, they must use the enemy's blood to wash it off. If they use the official power to deal with you, it will be an insult to them. They will never disclose information about you to the police, so you can rest assured of this... Of course, I will send someone out to inquire about the information immediately and see which unlucky person has had a conflict with you."

Ying was overjoyed: "What do you mean, is my worries in vain? They really won't..."

Yi Chen interrupted him: "Yes, I can now be sure of my guess. They will never leak any rumors. Yes, absolutely, but you must be prepared. After you challenge them, you will never stop. Are your subordinates reliable? Is it useful? Maybe you should find some masters of swordsmanship to help."

Sakura didn't realize why Yi Chen said this, and said excitedly: "Then, no problem, I will ask for help from the Japanese headquarters... In two days, they will arrive..." Sakura muttered in her heart: "It's good, the more masters of Fenglin Volcano, the better the more people in my hands. Humph, I won't let them go back to Japan to listen to the commands of you old men. I want their loyalty."

Yi Chen smiled: "Then, you'd better...well, I suggest that in your challenge book, I suggest that this matter is a private duel between you and them. Do you understand? Private... It's better not to involve their respective organizations."

Ying nodded gently, stood up quickly, walked out strode, and said loudly: "Then, I will go back to write a challenge book. I hope Mr. Yi can help send the letter..."

Yi Chen smiled and said, "No problem, I will do my best."

Of course, Yi Chen has to do his best. It is so wonderful to be able to let Ying fight Arthur in a private duel without taking action himself... After all, Ying and the others are much stronger than themselves at this stage, and Yi Chen is not interested in dealing with Arthur by himself.

He stole the treasures of the British royal family, and Arthur and the others had to recover them anyway. He simply tried to find a way to attract Arthur and the others' attention, which would be more beneficial to him-

At Buckingham Palace, the queen finally learned about the news that all the royal treasures were stolen. She was old and immediately fainted. The entire Buckingham Palace was suddenly filled with riots, and countless people were running back and forth, fearing that something would happen to her. At the same time, countless curses were also dedicated to the thief, that is, Yi Chen, who was planning all kinds of conspiracies.

In a luxurious sanatorium in the suburbs of London, more than a dozen black-clad deacons from the Inquisition were guarding the ward indifferently. They were summoned by Murphy with urgent orders. At this moment, they seemed like a tiger cut on their tails, and their hearts were filled with strong murderous intent.

Murphy gritted her teeth tightly and watched as several surgeons performed the injured leg on her. Several ligaments had been broken, and without suturing, their holy power could not heal them. The more Murphy thought about it, the more violent light appeared in her squinting eyes, how could she look like a sacred and noble knight?

As for Arthur, he was paralyzed in bed with weak body, and several doctors were dealing with the wound on his feet. He had the least trauma, but he was exhausted and could not move within three to five days.

Skel's internal organs were greatly shocked and he was under observation. As for Hagen, about three kilograms of flesh were blown off. Compared to this, he was the least injured, but he suffered too much and consumed a lot of energy. He was also in a coma at this moment.

One duke and three holy knights, none of them are intact at this moment.

As the severe pain in his legs became more and more serious, his murderous intent became heavier and he was about to find something to get angry. The deacons of the referee outside heard a noise. Murphy roared violently: "Fuck, shut up, quiet." Several doctors were scared. One of them shook his scalpel and almost cut a complete ligament on Murphy's knee...

A deacon with a gloomy face walked in, handed over a letter hesitantly, and whispered: "A remote-controlled toy plane came in... we did not find that person." On the envelope, a few English words were written in a pen: "Mr. Arthur opened his own hands."

Murphy ignored those words and directly unfolded the yellow envelope, took out the snow-wave rice paper inside, and then stared at the Japanese text on it blankly...

The deacon came over to take a look and asked in a low voice: "Sir, do you need an interpreter?"

Murphy nodded heavily and said, "What kind of text is this? Chinese?"

The deacon shook his head: "Japanese...I'll be back soon, please wait a little."

The cute Sakura, he was not used to writing English with a brush, so the challenge book he gave to Arthur and the others suddenly used Japan... So Murphy wasted a lot of time looking for an interpreter before learning about his extremely unceremonious challenge.

After hearing the challenge book that was extremely arrogant, conceited, and insulted by the honor of Murphy and four others, Murphy's forehead veins bulged. Without anesthetics, he was awake even after surgery. He fainted by a challenge book from Sakura.

Yi Chen sat on the sofa, thinking about everything recently. Generally speaking, all the business is going smoothly and there is nothing to worry about.

Although it is a bit immoral to make a fuss about Sakura, he is not a gentleman after all, and he is harmful to others. As long as he can benefit himself, he might as well do more...

The duel was scheduled for two months later. He said in the letter: "In order to allow you bereaved dogs to be slaughtered by the uncle's sword after being slaughtered. I will give you time to heal your injuries. For those low-level knights in a mess, I am willing to follow the spirit of the warrior and give you a chance to make a fair duel..." Yi Chen couldn't help but start looking forward to this destined good-looking battle.
Chapter completed!