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Chapter 240: The Buddha's Enemy

"The contemporary master of the Mitsubishi chaebol." Long Congyun seemed to have suddenly understood something, and leaned closer and lowered his voice and smiled: "Mr. Qin is also interested in the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl? I just came to see the fun and spent more than one billion yuan in one go to the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl. The World Group is not very much tolerant. Only Mitsubishi chaebol, which is a master of the world, can withdraw so much cash at one time without any pain."

Wrong...

Qin Ye took a deep breath and stood up with a smile: "Sorry, I have something urgent to do, leave first."

He quickly left the banquet hall, and his expression became solemn.

Wrong... I was wrong in my direction. Onmyoji is indeed not stupid. They are indeed here. Since they can't find it and the information is not recorded, they must have followed the Mitsubishi chaebol path. However, the Mitsubishi chaebol master's visit is not the news that Bai Yishan can get.

"No need to look for..."

He quickly returned to the room, took off his suit, and said in a stern manner: "Mr. Ming."

"Look at where the shopkeeper Chu is now! Watch him to death!"

Ming Shiyin flew out immediately, without saying nonsense, and immediately a white light burst out. The mirror was hanging high like the divine eyes of the sky. Groups of pictures quickly passed through it. When it was frozen, it had already fallen on the face of the shopkeeper Chu.

At this moment...he was not in the banquet hall.

I don’t know where it is. The place where he is is covered with white all around it. It should be a cabin with boxes of big and small sizes piled up inside. Each one is a high-tech security box with triple insurance with fingerprint and pupils.

It is not stacked together like the goods. Each box has a unique area and is even marked with its own number. There is no doubt that all the collections in Jiade's auction this time are here!

In addition to Manager Chu, there were three soul-detained people and more than a dozen ghost messengers. On their periphery, dozens of mercenaries were squatting behind the box like sculptures.

The cabins around were covered with electronic eyes and electronic screens, and this room was armed to the teeth. Even if the soul was trapped, it would not be possible to escape without being able to escape without being able to do so.

But... what we want to do this is impermanence.

It can be regarded as the highest combat power of a province. In Qin Ye's opinion, these defenses are not enough. At least he has a way to let all of these people lie down within five minutes.

Not to mention... More than one impermanent person took action this time.

At this moment, a thin man wearing glasses entered the picture. He bowed respectfully and whispered: "Sir, the head of the Katsushima family, Iwasaki master, ああああださい."

"What was he talking about?" Ming Shiyin asked.

Qin Ye's eyes flashed: "Mr. Chu, the head of the He Mao family and the head of the Iwasaki Valve are still one hour away, please be ready."

"So that's it!" Akishi Yin woke up from a dream: "To open the magic box, you need the fingerprint pupils of three people, that is to say... Kamo Kotaro and the head of the Iwasaki family of the Mitsubishi Zaibaku family are also on the ship at this moment!"

Qin Ye looked at his phone and it was half past two o'clock.

In other words, do you choose the final calculation while driving the ship?

"Good time... While driving the boat, everyone was waiting in their room to ensure safety to the greatest extent. But..." He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and lay on the bed: "I am not the only one who does it...

"You two or three big cats and kittens can also protect Kamakura Secret Ninja? And Kamashiro Kotaro who is ready to rob himself?"

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Room A403.

The luxury of this room is even greater than that of Qin Ye’s room. There are Ukiyo-e paintings hanging on the walls. The ground is soft tatami, and potted plants of dry mountains and rivers are placed in the corners of the walls. Some fake Japanese art works are placed in special lattices.

Just in the middle of the tatami, there is a sea of ​​tea. Kamo Kotaro, who had met Qin Ye, is wearing a kimono and gently pouring the tea into the cup.

The clear tea water leaked down with the boiling white mist. Kamo Kotaro gently lifted up the sleeves of the kimono and shortened the tea cup. Just as he was about to drink it, a sea swallow suddenly flew into the room through the window. As soon as he entered the room, his whole body exuded a black and white aura, and turned into a paper crane, which obediently fell into Kamo Kotaro's palm.

Shikigami.

The clergy in every land has their own expertise, and Shikigami is the special project of Japanese Onmyoji.

Kamao Kotaro opened the paper crane and looked at it. It turned out to be like a bronze mirror, and the scene of the room where the shopkeeper Chu was in was blurred. Unfortunately, it was more than twice as clear and identifiable as Ming Shiyin.

"Daisnai..." After a moment, he gently pinched his hand and the paper crane turned into ashes. He took a deep breath and stood up, looking at the hazy night outside the window, muttering in Japanese: "It's a pity that when the Yaobian Tianmu bowl was just dug out, the idiot He Maocai San was also present, but he didn't find its true face. This priceless treasure was taken down by Jiade for hundreds of millions. Jiade, who discovered the true face of the bowl, refused to give it to us any more... We finally managed to participate in this grand event with the contract we discovered together... Otherwise, how could there be so many things now?"

He gritted his teeth hard: "The soul of the Demon King on the Sixth Day must not be revived in Japan today... Even if we don't have so much money, I have the opportunity to get it back! Take the Jinsang, Qing Luansang!"

"I am here." "I am here." Two calm voices sounded, and if someone was there, they would be shocked.

They were there, but they seemed to be unable to see them. If they hadn't spoken, they would have looked like two clay sculptures and wood sculptures.

And, this is a monk.

Wearing Japanese monk's uniform, wearing a hat, and holding a Zen staff. As they breathed, the surrounding void was fluctuating.

Impermanence!

And the level is definitely not low!

"Oda Nobunaga's soul... You guys from Ritakano will not let you go, right?" Kamo Kotaro turned his head and looked at the two of them deeply.

"Of course." The hoarse voice of the golden-hunting voice sounded in hatred: "Ritakano Hirakayama, Japan's largest Tantric mountain gate. The famous monks' corps during the Warring States Period. No one dared to be enemies with the gods, only this man...Oda Nobunaga!"

"Under the banner of 'Wu Bu Tian', he said 'The earth does not distinguish between east, west, south, and people does not distinguish between men, women, young and old.', three thousand men, women, young and old are killed! The nickname of 'Buddha enemy' and 'Sixth Heaven Demon King' was cast with our flesh and blood. Unexpectedly... I still face this Buddha enemy four hundred years later."

Qing Luan's voice, Nakano had endless hatred: "Whoever shelters him will die! The number one executioner of Japanese Tantra, the reincarnation will be rewarded... Thank you for revealing this news to us. I am merciful. Then..."

He raised his head and squinted his eyes to look outside the door: "I will rule out an opponent for us first."

While he was talking, his hands had already started to move, as if slow and fast. As he pinched his fingers, the golden ring on the Zen stick was automatically without wind. After a few seconds, a clang sounded.

"Tianzhi. Xiafeng." As his voice fell, a golden light appeared under his feet. Sanskrit surging, turning into the shadow of the guardian Shura, and heading out of the door!

However, it was like a mud cow entering the sea without any sound.

"Hmm?" Duojin and Qingluan stood up at the same time, looking at the direction of the door in shock. Kamo Kotaro was stunned and said, "I just now... are there?"

Without an answer, he rushed to the door with one step to grab gold and pressed his palm on the door panel. At the beginning, the door panel actually spread like ripple. A few seconds later, a dark figure suddenly appeared.

That is not a human shadow at all.

You can see wearing a black tights in a fuzzy way, but the dark yin energy in your body surged like a tide. It burst out from every pore and seven orifices.

It had no facial features, but had a blood-red eye cracked at the heart of the abyss of hell.

"Aggressive ghost?" Kamashiro Kotaro gasped and raised his hands. In an instant, in the wide kimono sleeves, paper-folded birds flew into the night sky outside the window and ran to all directions.

"It seems... some people have the same idea as ours..." Duojin murmured: "Tonight, it must be the last time for Jiade to check. If they make mistakes in the future, they will never be able to make up for it. They... also want to take this opportunity to try whether they can get the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl."

"He Maojun." Qing Luan said in a deep voice: "It will depend on you in an hour."

"Find a way to take us into Jiade's collection room, just open the box and hand it over to us next."

The door of the A403 is not open.

So, they didn't notice that just over ten minutes later, the lights in the entire passage suddenly flashed. In a world that humans could not see, thousands of yin energy gathered wildly with hoarse ghost crying, and finally, a pitch-black vortex formed in the air.

A few seconds later, a figure wearing ninja costume stepped out of it. It seemed to be composed of gas. With every move of his movement, the yin energy in his body seemed to be about to leave the body.

"Are you two impermanent?" His voice rang out the door hoarsely, and his hand gently put it on and slowly stroked it: "So...what?"

"The only one who can kill Yin Dao is the Yin Dao."

"We don't seem to be very lucky... Scarlet Seventeen died at the hands of the Yinma in China. And I chose the room of Onmyoji for the first time. But..."

A scarlet eye lit up at the heart: "Even if we didn't get it today, Tsushima Strait... Lord Ape Yasha waited for Oda Nobunaga's return, but he had been waiting for four hundred years... Hahaha..."

"It's impossible for anyone... to come back alive from that Dead Sea!"

He left the door of A403, but the two inside, Ritakano Ikuta, seemed to have no feeling.

Scarlet eyes glanced at the empty passage: "After an hour? Then... I'll see who would be so unlucky to be chosen by me..."

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Asakura Takuma chewed the gum a little annoyed.

He is very tall, and among the Japanese, he is definitely a small height that can be seen in the mountains. Even the straight suit cannot block the bulge of the muscles below. Because he can't smoke and can only chew gum, he is already so irritable that he can't help it.

This is a small room, about fifty square meters. Without any luxurious decoration, a young man with the same muscle bulge as him sat on the sofa. He was looking at the newspaper boredly. Just as he scratched his head, the other party looked up at him and said, "If you want to suck, go to the bathroom. We won't tell Fujiwara to the manager. But..."

He paused and his voice became serious: "The Lord of the Valve is next door. As long as you find a little movement, don't be greedy for your cigarette butt."

"Thank you." Asakura Takuma could no longer bear it and rushed into the bathroom immediately.

There is not much space. There is a bathroom with a washbasin and a toilet. Next to it is a tightly closed bathroom. The frosted glass passes through and can't see anything.

"Click..." He couldn't wait to walk to the bathroom. As soon as the lighter was lit, suddenly, fuck! All the lights in the bathroom... are turned off!

"いまいましい!" He cursed hatefully, and was about to light a cigarette, suddenly... a violent sense of horror spread from his spine to his scalp, causing his lighter to knock it out with a snap.

Someone...

Here...and others!
Chapter completed!
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