Tokyo, but I'm a deceitful scumbag.

This child is screaming so pitifully, doesn't that make me look like the villain? Absolutely outrageous!

I am an absolutely brilliant fox!

Let's kill him 114514 more times as a small punishment! Remember to repent in your next life!

Bang!

Just as Hideyuki Hoshino was about to continue his experiment, the guest room door was kicked open!

Three masked men rushed in, armed with weapons. The one in the lead was the bald man they had seen before. With a wave of his hand, several sharp spikes as thick as forearms appeared out of thin air from the shadows and blood on the ground and stabbed at Hoshino Hideyuki!

At the same time, his two companions also pulled the trigger, spraying bullets in their direction!

Tsk.

This feels a bit like the Flying Tigers rescuing hostages...

Hoshino Hideyuki immediately wanted to retaliate with Shingetsuhi, but ultimately held back.

I was recognized when I used Heartfire in front of this bald guy last time, so I'd better not, and keep it a secret for now.

He then lifted the tall, thin young man's body to block the spikes, rolled several meters on the spot to dodge the bullets, and then pulled out his fan and swung it!

The wind and thunder made the people on the other side lose their footing for a moment.

Seizing the opportunity, Hoshino Hideyuki pulled out a pistol from the tall, thin young man's belt and fired several shots, shattering the bald man's head!

However, this also allowed the other two to recover and empty their magazines.

The room was cramped, and Hoshino Hideyuki was unlucky enough to get hit in the left arm by a stray bullet.

Well, it seems that relying solely on a strongman to fight three opponents and take the hits head-on is still quite painful...

gone away.

Seeing that the bald man was about to stand up again, Hoshino Hideyuki threw the tall, thin young man's corpse across the way, turned around, strode out of the balcony, and disappeared without a trace...

No wonder!

The instant he flew away, he transformed into a fly and hid on the roof.

"he's gone?"

After the bald man was resurrected, he led a few people on a patrol, but they couldn't find the fox, so they returned to the tall, thin young man.

"Team leader... Thank goodness you're here... Waaah..."

"You little brat, I told you not to act alone, but you insisted on doing it by yourself!"

The bald man sighed, took a clean coat from a nearby wardrobe and tossed it over: "Come back to the lobby with me and rest for a bit."

"Thank you, team leader!"

Are we going back?

Seeing this, Hoshino Hideyuki silently flew onto the tall, thin young man's coat, turning into a bloodstain...

Chapter 118 The Fox in Action: The Eavesdropping Storm

Ten minutes later, the group returned to the Venetian Hall.

As soon as he entered, a masked couple who appeared to be a pair looked over and chuckled at the tall, thin young man who had hunched his shoulders:

"How did it get like this? Were you force-fed cream puffs?"

"Hey, Yingchen, your Red Blade Squad is really pathetic. You're not even dead yet, and you're still in such a sorry state?"

The bald man called Yingchen glared at him and said in a deep voice, "That mysterious strong man is difficult to deal with. I advise you to be careful too."

"Ha, our Black Knife Team isn't trash like you guys..."

"Really? That's amazing. How come you didn't catch them in the act when the wind was blowing so hard?"

After saying that, the bald man sneered, ignored the people, and helped the tall, thin young man to the side to rest.

Hideyuki Hoshino, who had turned into blood spots, watched with great interest.

It seems this group is divided into several factions, some on this team and others on that team, and they don't seem to get along very well...

They do a great job, showing the style of the Japanese Army and Navy!

This is what it means to respect traditional culture!

Then Hoshino Hideyuki looked around the hall.

There were nearly three hundred passengers crouching on the ground, which means that more than half of those who had just fled were caught so quickly...

On the stage, the Onmyoji named Tendo Tsuyoshi was bound hand and foot and hung from the ceiling, looking like a piece of cured meat.

Ugh……

Fox, you've completely ruined my impression of the Tiantong family all by yourself.

Wait, what was my original impression of the Tendo family? Easy to fool? Poor food, leaving the little girl starving?

Hmm... well, there's no point in ruining this impression...

Hoshino Hideyuki then turned to look at Sada Kuni.

The man, his smile unchanged, was energetically conducting the draw, only now there was another corpse in the audience…

At this time.

The door was opened again, and four people were brought in.

Hoshino Hideyuki looked over and saw that it was Nishizawa and his son, along with their secretary and girlfriend!

On stage, Sada Kunishimichi noticed the newcomer, jumped off the stage, walked up to him, and said, "Great! Finally, some fresh blood!"

"Everyone in the hall has finished their round of drawing lots, sir. Why don't you draw the next lot?"

Nishizawa George raised his head, stared blankly at Sada Kunimitsu, and said in a low voice:

"Since you've investigated Tendo Gang, you should know my identity... Don't make me draw lots, I can cooperate with you..."

Sada Kunishimichi's lips curled into a smile, and he also lowered his voice:

"Yes, I do know who you are, but your life is in my hands. What can't I get if I want it? Why should I give you preferential treatment?"

Nishizawa said, “I can only create the greatest value if I live a healthy life, and you will eventually return to Japan... Of course, if you are so petty that you only want to bully others on a mere ship, then disregard what I said.”

"Mr. Nishizawa..."

Congratulations, you made the right bet.

Sada Kunishirō smirked, gestured for his men to open the door to a small hut to the side, and gestured, saying, "That was just a joke. To be honest, we've been planning to talk to you from the beginning. Please."

Seeing this, Hoshino Hideyuki transformed back into a fly and followed him into the room.

He couldn't miss this opportunity!

Write all of this down and report it to the countermeasures office later!

inside the room.

Sada Kunishimichi sat in a chair by the window, gestured for the four of them, including Nishizawa, to sit opposite him, and asked with a smile:

"Mr. Xize, have you heard of our Cloud Sea Casino?"

Nishizawa George nodded, then shook his head: "I've heard of you, but I don't know much about you. I just think you're terrorists."

"That's true, after all, you're not really an insider."

Sada Kunishirō smiled and said, "Then let me give a brief introduction. We are an organization dedicated to helping people realize their dreams."

George Nishizawa frowned: "A dream?"

"In the real world, people are often unable to do what they want to do because of poverty, old age, weakness, and other limitations. But Cloud Sea Casino gives people the opportunity to gain power and break through these limitations!"

"Whether you rely on skill or luck, as long as you win a few rounds with us, you can get what you want!"

“My companions are the best example. In the past, we were just insignificant people who could only look up to people like you. But look, now we are on equal footing.”

Sada Kunishirō smiled and waved his hand, but then immediately changed the subject:

"However, the gravity of the real world is still too heavy to bear seeing dreamers soar freely."

"Since you can hire an Onmyoji from the Tendo family as a bodyguard, you must know something about Onmyoji families and countermeasures offices, and you must have been tormented by their arrogance and conservatism, right?"

“They also harbored deep malice towards us, ruthlessly suppressing us and not wanting the gambling den to continue operating... We had no choice but to form a team to resist.”

"However, they are ultimately deeply entrenched and have eyes and ears everywhere, which makes our resistance in Japan very difficult, and we have even been unjustly branded as terrorists... Therefore, we need some big figures in the public eye to provide cover and support."

George Nishizawa's wrinkles twitched slightly, but his tone remained calm:

"I think I understand what your gambling den is thinking... So, may I ask what exactly you want? I'm a man who values ​​his life, and if you want money, I'm happy to give it to you..."

Sada Kunishirō waved his hand: "The amount of money you give is too small to be meaningful, and too large an amount will attract attention, so I can't spend it at all."

"So, since we're going to cooperate, we hope you can go a little deeper..."

"On the surface, you remain the head of Xize Dairy, staying away from any illegal activities. But behind the scenes, you need to fully support our operations and provide us with things that money can't buy."

"For example, allowing our people to infiltrate your company and use your warehousing and logistics channels. Oh, and I remember you have a private island near Hokkaido? Perfect, we need a base there..."

"Of course, we will also give you corresponding rewards, such as cooking your competitors, or gaining the same power as us... To be honest, are you really not interested in being resurrected?"

"There are some things that the rule-abiding Countermeasures Office and Onmyoji cannot give you..."

On the ceiling, Hoshino Hideyuki, who had overheard everything, rubbed his hands together.

Infiltrating the company, using warehouses and logistics channels, occupying a private island... Sada-kun's demands are a bit excessive...

What are these people trying to do?

Today you dare to hijack a luxury cruise ship, tomorrow you dare to bomb the Tokyo Skytree, and the day after tomorrow you dare to help an old lady run a marathon, right?

Do you really want TV Tokyo to stop airing anime and start airing you instead?

Old man Xize isn't stupid. Hearing such a request, he should be able to sense the threat behind it, although he didn't really have a choice...

Hideyuki Hoshino looked at George Nishizawa with curiosity.

However, the old man remained calm and composed.

No, you could even say there was a hint of eagerness in his eyes.