The blue waves fluctuated and then pushed away from each other. On the left side of the freighter, the clouds in the sky were burning red.

After patrolling, the island country's coast guard got off the side of the ship in Japanese language, returned to the coast guard ship and left.

The sailors on the freighter dispersed, and Yin Jiuling and Maggie Shao breathed heavily. Most of the temporary inspections before entering the port were random inspections, but in general, the island countries would directly name Chinese ships, which is also accustomed to them.

If the goods at home are found to be seized, it will be light. If someone with a criminal record is helping smuggle, the owner of the ship will be detained by the police.

From the corner of her eyes, several people smuggled into the small room under the deck mezzanine in the direction where she was looking at the final advice of entering the island port.

"Don't talk to any island country at will, including children... If you can go to Chinatown, don't go, be careful."

"If you suddenly encounter an island policeman and be questioned..."

"Just kill directly!"

"... I agree with what the boss said, take the things in the Kashima Shrine first to attract the police's idea. If it is not enough, Yasukuni Shrine is still in Tokyo." This is Ma Bang's voice.

Zhao Dezhu looked at him cautiously: "Will the burning god society alert the people of Shouming Caibang?"

"No, it's not that no one has burned it."

Xia Yi, who was sitting beside the bed, hugged her arms, listened to the trivial words in their small room, and finally spoke up and said the final words.

"Kashima Shrine is just a tourist attraction, and there is not much defense. After getting off the boat, you can just take the interpreter and take the bus there."

His eyes swept across everyone.

"… As for the island country Tokyo, the operation was split. Fatty and Ma Bang took the translator to respond and inquire about the news. Magneto and electric python are in a group, creating chaos in the city and hindering traffic."

"Lin Wensheng..."

He looked into the corner.

In the dim light and in the shadows, the crazy rat wearing a half-metal mask just nodded and his voice was hoarse: "I'm fine alone. How much destructive power does the boss need? Is it enough to blow up several buildings?"

"Play it out."

"Hehe...hehe..." Lin Wensheng nodded.

Xia Yi waved his hand and stopped laughing: "But before that, burn the shrine and draw the police's attention away first, that's it!"

The light in the room shook slightly with the ship, and the whistle outside sounded again, and the words in the room stopped. Soon, a few rhythmic knocks came from the head.

Meiqi Shao said in her voice outside: "I've entered Hong Kong, prepare to come out."

.....

It gradually started to rain lightly at the port where the cargo was loading and unloading. As ripples spread out in the accumulated water, there were countless noises.

In the midst of loading and unloading forklifts, Xia Yi and others stood on the ground again and finally felt more at ease, and then they did not stop to watch the international harbor.

In the rainy and rainy weather, Xia Yi looked back at the busy dock and said, "Let's go."

The woman beside her nodded, and a blue mist was vaguely spinning in her eyes.

Then, I got into a small truck with the words "delivery" arranged by Yin Jiuling, and left straight from the port, bypassed Ibaraki Prefecture, and picked up remote paths.

Go straight to Kashima City.

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On this rainy evening, dense neon lights rose in the city of Tokyo, and a few cars flew past the vast and neat streets, splashing rain.

It fell on the legs of several pedestrians and their short skirts, causing a burst of scolding.

But then, in their eyes, the convoy passing by stopped in front of a nearby building, quickly closed his mouth, held his briefcase, and hurriedly left.

There were several sounds of door opening and closing.

A man in a black suit and with his head upright walked out of the car, whispered a few words with others, smiled, and reached out into the car with a gentlemanly hand and took out a little girl.

"Xia Jiang... Be obedient, otherwise you will end up like your father."

The little figure that came out pursed his lips tightly, with water stains flashing in his eyes, and the round-headed leather shoes rubbed against the ground hard, but they were still pulled out.

Following the handsome island man walked into the building.

Among the men and women bowing and bowing around, they took the elevator to the highest floor. The entire floor was covered with dark red carpets, with floor-to-ceiling windows surrounded by all sides. Not far away, there was only a huge wooden desk, a sofa for reception, and two books.

No other furnishings.

In the dense neon lights, an old man with gray hair leaned on a crutch and looked down at the night view of half of Tokyo. He seemed to hear the vague sound from the elevator and slowly turned around.

With some turbid eyes, I saw the handsome man leading the little girl over and nodded slightly.

Speaking of the island dialect that only they can understand, but at this time, the meaning in the words is probably like this.

"... Chen Jun betrayed his promise, and I asked him to apologize."

"Well, has that red stone been found?"

"Not on Chen Yaozu, but I found out that he was in touch with one."

"Who?"

Under the old man's inquiry, the man with his head on his back took out a piece of drawing paper, which he drew with his memory. It was Xia Yi with a hideous smile.

"He spoke Chinese, and it should be in China. Redstone is very likely to be in his hands."

The crutch gently leaned on the red carpet, and the old man narrowed his eyes, as if he had recalled something, and slowly turned around with his cane: "Isn't this person the one who crippled Hase-kun last time? The Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs kept shirking responsibility and saying that he could not find it..."

"I'll go to China and bring Hongstone back with this man."

"I won't go for the time being... The plan has been put on the agenda. Chen Jun's red stone, just in case, the people below yesterday have experienced the approximate number of red stone seeds..."

In the old man's low voice, he held the head of the stick in both hands and turned around to look at the night view of the city.

On the desk behind him, a document was placed quietly on it, between the dense lines, with a short line of Japanese text written on it.

——Planning for research and development of eight million gods

The night view of Tokyo, which looked at Octavia and turbid, dropped rapidly, turned into blurred light and penetrated into the ground, with reinforced concrete at the bottom.

Drinking water flows in the pipes.

Current is transported along the cable to all directions.

Further down, in the gloomy sewage, the rat crawled over the stinky sewage, squeaked twice, turned to the other direction, with a pointed long kiss, and the beard touched the iron fence, and the pair of rat eyes welcomed a bright light.

Countless cultivation tanks are arranged in a row, and in the transparent tanks, there are exposed bodies of men and women, or strange deformities that rise and fall in it...

....

Above the Shouming Building.

The old man named Shou Mingzuki rang out in the office like a decisive voice.

"...... Gods should not just be clay sculptures or wood sculptures, but should truly live in the world!"

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Chapter completed!