People in the Dragon Clan planted a sacred tree, infinite moon reading

Chapter 54 Long Legs and Potato Chip Girl
At this moment, on the third underground floor of Migong Blue Bay, there was a spacious venue originally used for slave auctions.

A hundred or so seats filled most of the space.

But the scene did not seem crowded or dark. There were four pillars in four directions of the venue, with thick red cashmere blankets underfoot, and chandeliers illuminating every inch of the corner in gold.

The distinguished guests entered in an orderly manner, put on white masks to conceal their identities, walked along several aisles to find their seats, and sat down silently.

Looking at the high platform in the distance that was blocked from view by a scarlet curtain, the eyes of various colors flickered slightly under the holes in the masks of the people.

Everyone maintained a certain social distance, and no one wanted to reveal their identity before the show started. After all, there was no body search before entering, not even the most common metal detector.

God knows how many desperate criminals are here, and whether any of them have a grudge against me.

"Why did the boss suddenly make us work overtime? I was planning on flying to Las Vegas to watch a muscular man perform a striptease. Sunbathing on a private yacht in the Caribbean or skiing in the Alps would also be nice."

In a closed box on the second floor of the auction house, Mai Jude, wearing a long dress, sat on a chair and looked into the venue through the floor-to-ceiling window made of single-sided glass.

Although a mask covered her face, the outline of her skirt was eye-catching enough.

"Stop playing around. If you hook up with a few more rich men, your boyfriend will be able to put together a movie called '300'. Compared to you, my life is so hard." Su Enxi's complaints were heard through the headphones of the encrypted channel.

"Who made you the housekeeper? Without your hard work, how could I enjoy the luxurious life?" Jiude Mai chuckled. "By the way, the boss is being a riddle again. Have you figured out the identity of the organizer of this 'press conference'?"

"Let me see... Wow, that's quite interesting. Kazuo Miyamoto, a descendant of the Miyamoto family, one of the 'Snake Eight Clan' of the Japanese underworld."

The sound of keyboard tapping echoed through the headphones. After a moment, Su Enxi spoke in surprise, "He was confirmed to have dangerous bloodline at the age of seven, defected from his family at the age of fifteen, and became the fourth-in-command of the Ghost Clan, 'Flying Car', at the age of twenty-three."

"They're primarily responsible for contacting smugglers abroad to smuggle wild hybrids into Japan for the research and development of some kind of 'evolutionary medicine.'"

"However, ever since he was exposed and put on the wanted list, he has been living in exile overseas for the past few years and can't return to Japan. I'm afraid he has been abandoned by the demon group."

"So the boss is interested in that 'evolution drug'?" Jiude Mai raised an eyebrow. "That's impossible. I know it's ridiculous right off the bat. Who would care about it except for those crazy people who don't care if they turn into Deadpool or those dying old guys?"

"Didn't the boss tell us to meet someone?" Su Enxi said harshly, munching on potato chips. "The Riddler is the worst!"

"Sometimes I really can't figure out whether the boss is crazy or wise." Jiude Mai picked up the wine glass, rubbing his fingers together and thinking, "Come to think of it, Lu Mingfei is also in this city. Could he be related to it?"

"What are you thinking? He's just a middle school student right now." Su Enxi complained, "The boss repeatedly told you to take that thing with you. Obviously, he's not someone you want to mess with."

Jiude Mai came back to her senses, raised her hand and touched behind her, and said with a smile: "I haven't used this thing for a long time."

Butomikawa is one of the three sacred swords of the so-called "Age of the Gods" in Japan. It is the sword of the mythical "Takemikaze" (Rainbow God). In the eyes of the Japanese, its status is like the "Golden Cudgel" of the Chinese. It is not supposed to be a real weapon.

The fact that the "boss" asked Jude Mai to take this thing with her is enough to prove how much he values that person.

Crack! Bang!

Everyone had already taken their seats. With a sound that made one's teeth ache, two servants standing outside pushed the door shut, and the originally quiet atmosphere in the room suddenly became gloomy.

Under the gazes of the crowd, the red curtain trembled and opened.

A man in a black suit stood on the stage holding a microphone. Behind him was a marble display table and a large screen.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."

The man put the microphone to his lips, his eyes swept over the masks of the people in the audience, and said with a formal smile: "Welcome to this 'press conference'. Thank you all for your support and trust in coming from afar."

"I know everyone's time is precious, so without further ado, let's get started with the first session."

After a brief opening statement, the man did not continue with any lengthy speech. Instead, he turned around and pulled off the black cloth covering the display stand. Whew!

A colorful glass test tube appeared under the white light.

"It's an evolutionary medicine that can refine bloodlines." The man smiled slightly. "However, we prefer to call it the elixir of immortality."

longevity.

The vast venue was originally quiet.

But the moment these two words were spoken, the place seemed to gradually become agitated. Everyone sat up straight and raised their heads, their sharp gazes focused on the reagent.

The word "immortality" is poison to anyone who holds power, wealth, and authority but whose time is coming to an end.

Sweet, tempting poison.

At the same time, in a seat in the corner of the field, a figure in a white suit seemed to be completely unconcerned about what the people on the field were saying.

He just twisted his body uncomfortably and tugged at his trousers, which were obviously uncomfortable.

"Damn, what did those bastards in the equipment department put in my clothes again?"

Noticing the strange looks coming from the side, Chu Tianjiao could only suppress the discomfort and stop moving, cursing inwardly, "This feeling... could it be that they put on a thickened crotch protector?"

When he brings back what old man Ange wants, he will tear apart those bastards' precious Gundam!

"I'm sure everyone here has doubts about the effectiveness of evolutionary medicine, but I believe our product has enough strength to fill you with interest and confidence."

On the stage, the man smiled slightly, turned sideways, and raised his hand to signal everyone to look at the screen: "Next, please allow me to show you the effects of the product and its success cases."

As soon as the words fell, the originally black screen turned on, and the light shone on the faces of everyone present.

On that huge screen, there were images of the other floors, including the casino, the arena...

At this moment in the underground casino, red and blue lights illuminated the walls on both sides of the darkness, and the ringing alarms intertwined into a rapid melody.

Buzz! Buzz!
About dozens of security personnel in black clothes made the already quiet and narrow space crowded.

Looking around, almost everyone was holding a machete in their hands, and there were dangerous guns hanging on their bulging waists.

The alarm meant that they were under attack, but the security personnel looked relaxed despite knowing this.

There were so many of them, no matter who the enemy was, they...

"what!"

"don't want!!"

"No! Don't kill..."

Before the security personnel could run upstairs, they suddenly heard sounds coming from the deep passage, as well as continuous gunshots and shrill screams.

Noisy sounds came and went, but only for a short moment, it fell into strange silence again.

(End of this chapter)