Rebirth of Devouring Dragon Emperor

Chapter 653: Sad Pacific

Yang Xiaocong and others were safely brought back to the building.

The Japanese employees in the building looked at them with an indescribable weirdness in their eyes.

Chu Xian could even hear the Japanese people whispering.

"Do you know that those guys with bruised faces and noses are spies from China?"

"I've heard about this, and I would venture to guess that our boss has a secret deal with the Chinese."

".Actually, I think it's not a good idea for the boss to openly protect the Chinese spy. It might even implicate us, the honest office workers."

"Haruko, you are totally wrong to think that way. We should celebrate this happily!"

"why?"

"Because that means our boss is very powerful. Just think about it, shouldn't we feel very honored to be able to work under such a big shot?"

“Well, that’s true too.”

Soon, the Japanese employees in the building brought clean clothes and healing medicines to Yang Xiaocong and others. When these people looked at their boss, the awe in their eyes was dozens of times more than usual.

Hua Xiaozhixiang helped Yang Xiaocong take the arm off his head and said with a smile: "Cong boy, you are in big trouble this time. The ninja lineage has torn its face off and will launch an endless hunt for a small pawn like you."

"Fortunately, I came out early, otherwise Xiaocong would have been caught by those guys." Chu Xian said calmly.

Yang Xiaocong lowered his head and threw the severed arm into the trash can. He said depressedly: "It was this guy who said that if we were caught, we would be tortured to death."

"As a man, if you die, you die. What is there to be afraid of?" Hatsune Miko consoled him with a smile.

Yang Xiaocong immediately said with a sad face: "I am still very young, and there is still a lot of my father's property waiting for me to inherit and squander. I don't want to die now."

He knew very well in his heart that if he did not ask Ye Qing and others for help at this time, they would never be able to leave Japan with their abilities and would really die here.

And Ye Qing had already said that he would not help him.

At this time, he had no choice but to beg for survival from other "sisters".

Chu Xian looked embarrassed at this time. In fact, she had a good impression of the boy in front of her and wanted to help. But to be frank, she herself was only safe in Japan under the protection of her master. How could she have the ability to send Yang Xiaocong and the other ten people back to China safely?

Hua Xiaozhixiang wanted to help, but her ability was limited, so she could only stand aside in silence.

The Miko Hatsune looked on with a smile but said nothing.

Ye Qing looked at Yang Xiaocong and the others and said calmly: "Do you understand this trip to Japan?"

"I" Yang Xiaocong and others suddenly felt speechless.

Ye Qing continued, "You guys don't have the will to die, and you are far from being worthy of being heroes of ordinary people. This is why I don't want to protect you. This trip to Japan, you guys are nothing more than participating in a dangerous game. The price you pay is far less than what you gain. Just live an honest life when you go back."

Then he turned to Hatsune Miko and said, "Send these little guys back to China. Also, don't let them go back with honor. Before they get off the plane, have someone beat them up again and make them look as embarrassed as possible."

As soon as these words were spoken, all ten Chinese paparazzi looked miserable.

Yang Xiaocong kept complaining in her heart: Master Ye Qing, you are too mean! Why did the brothers come to Japan? Is it just for the glory of returning home with honor?
Hatsune Miko became excited when she heard this, and immediately replied with a sly smile: "Hehe, no problem, before they get off the plane, I will have people beat them into walking mummies, and I will make sure no one can see their true faces!" Half an hour later, a private plane took off from a nearby small airport.

There were several Japanese planes nearby that were ready to take off and intercept, but when they saw the figure on the roof of Hatsune Building, they all wisely gave up the plan.

The captain of Hatsune Miku's private jet was in a state of extreme tension for half an hour after takeoff, fearing that he would be shot down by his own country's missiles.

After handing over the driving task to his deputy, he came out of the cab with sweat on his face but relaxed, accompanied by a few burly men.

"Introduce yourself."

The captain smiled at Yang Xiaocong and the other ten people and said, "I am Ichiro Yamazaki, a loyal subordinate of Lady Hatsune. Although I am very unhappy about what you did in my country, you don't have to worry. I am still very professional. We brothers will honestly carry out whatever Lady Hatsune said."

"Oh, I forgot to remind you that although there are ten of you and only four of us, each of us is a master of the basic cultivation. One of us can beat a hundred of you."

What you fear will come true. Yang Xiaocong and others immediately became nervous and alert. Even though they knew they were no match for their opponent, they still tried their best to get better treatment for themselves.

"Captain, no, Brother Pilot, can you be a little gentler?"

"I'll give you a million, just don't slap me in the face!"

"Everyone, please be flexible and let it go, okay?"

"We have already confessed our mistakes to Master Ye Qing and Master Hatsune sincerely. How about you guys make another phone call and ask them?"

"A gentleman talks but never moves his hands!"

"My head can be cut off, but my hairstyle can't be messed up! I'm not afraid of getting beaten, just ask that you don't block my face when I get off the plane!"

The captain was a typical insidious Japanese representative. He did not order his men to beat Yang Xiaocong and others immediately, but instead searched their cell phones.

Such a message was sent out on the mobile phones of each of the ten paparazzi.

"At around 4 o'clock this afternoon, our glorious paparazzi team will return as kings. We look forward to seeing your enthusiastic faces at Shanghai International Airport!"

There is no doubt that the paparazzi are crazy about becoming famous - although they have already been famous, if they could personally experience the feeling of being surrounded and admired by others, it would definitely be something that ordinary people would hardly have a chance to do in their lifetime.

The captain sneered and added the information on his phone - "Our disembarkation time has been confirmed. It is before 3 pm. I hope to see more compatriots welcoming us at the airport. Thank you!"

Then the captain gave the order: "Don't rush to fly to the Magic City Sea in China now, fly over the Pacific Ocean first."

As soon as these words were spoken, the paparazzi's faces suddenly changed, and all kinds of swear words and howls broke out.

"Baga, you little devil, you've gone too far!"

"Your conscience is extremely bad,...%￥!"

"It turns out that there are no good people in Japan!"

"How dare they cut off our retreat? Brothers, grab your weapons and fight them!"

Not long after these angry voices appeared, a burst of ghostly howlings rang out in the cabin, which was so sad that anyone who heard it would cry.
(End of this chapter)