Chapter 164 Flight
The huge Boeing 747-400 flies over the black clouds like a late-night migratory bird. The flashing beacon light illuminates the rolling sea of clouds blood red. The star trails flow quietly in the night sky, and the sea of clouds dims in the distance. The end is connected with the sky, and it is impossible to distinguish between heaven and earth.
In the economy class, Old Tang, who was sitting next to the porthole, yawned and glanced sideways at the clouds outside the porthole. The weather was clear tonight, with light clouds and light wind. You could see the large and bright full moon, which was a bit exaggerated. Listen to It is said that this is a phenomenon caused by the moon passing too close to the Earth. It is called a 'super moon' in the scientific community and can be observed throughout the northern hemisphere.
supermoon.
Old Tang thought of Super Shopping Mall, Super Lotto and Super Saiyan for no reason. He felt that anything with the word "Super" would become much cooler. The last one best expressed this point of view. Don't you see the Saiyan? The normal combat power is 3 million. If you add a super, it will go straight to 150 million.
He still remembers that the target of his mission this time was specially called a mixed race. What the hell, a mixed race? They seem to be the top group among mixed-race children. What are they, super mixed-race people?
Old Tang laughed out loud because of his divergent thinking. The girl wearing sunglasses sitting next to him glanced at him coldly and ignored him. She was studying on her own with a Japanese travel brochure, and there was another one at her feet. Black suitcase.
The final destination of this flight was Tokyo's Narita Airport. Now it's March and cherry blossoms are blooming. Most of the passengers on the plane are traveling, chatting with each other in pairs, talking about Japan's scenic spots and historical sites, and the blooming flowers. He fell down, flipping through newspapers and magazines and teasing his female companion.
Surprisingly, Old Tang also noticed that most of the guests on this flight were above the passing line in terms of appearance. He had already caught a glimpse of no less than five or six girls who were eye-catching, wrapped in exotic charms. There were beauties with Arabic chocolate skin in white gauze, and fashionable girls wearing white high-top shoes. Among them, the one that excites him the most was the twin sisters diagonally in front of them, with their heads leaning against each other and dozing off with their fingers. Fastened together.
Sure enough, Japan is a country full of miracles. They say that if you go to a country with cherry blossoms in full bloom during the tourist season, you have a high chance of falling in love. Even before I fly over the sea of Japan, I already feel wrapped up in the taste of love. .
What he was most worried about before this mission was that he was worried about the greasy uncle sitting next to him who only had an economy class ticket. But now this problem has been solved, because the passenger sitting next to him is also a young and beautiful girl. Although most of her face is covered by sunglasses, her flaming red lips and delicate contours have been exposed. The other party's youth is so wonderful.
Old Tang twisted his body happily and lay comfortably on the seat, thinking comfortably about how to strike up a conversation with the cold and beautiful girl next to him. A day ago, he was in the barren desert, and now he is I embarked on a trip to Japan with a beautiful woman on the plane. Life is so unpredictable and unexpected.
The cold and beautiful girl sitting next to Old Tang seemed to be aware of the vulgar heart of the man next to her. She frowned without leaving any trace. She folded the corner of the newspaper with her fingers and finally sighed and said: "You really don't know anything. I don’t know, are you here specially for a trip?”
Old Tang was startled for a moment, pointed to himself and looked around (even though it was stupid to do so, because his seat was by the porthole): "Are you talking about me?"
"certainly."
"Why?"
"Oh, you are so lucky not to know anything."
Potato Chip Girl in the surveillance room crossed her legs and sighed with Mai Shutoku as they looked at the old Tang and the cold and beautiful girl in the Boeing 747-400 on the screen.
"Did he really want to travel to Japan out of the blue?" Potato Chip Girl asked on the swivel chair as she looked at the deflated Old Tang who was chatting with him.
"I don't know." Mai Shutoku put her legs up on the table. The potato chip girl beside her was stunned for a moment and quietly pulled her legs back and muttered something that even the long-legged female ninja beside her couldn't hear clearly. , mostly bad words about herons, long-legged monsters and the like.
"But the configuration of this flight is really luxurious." Mai Shutoku lay on the swivel chair and stretched her graceful figure, looking down at each surveillance area of the Boeing 747 flight and every passenger on several screens. Their faces fell clearly into her eyes: "The 'Twins' in New York, the 'Sand Rose' in New Delhi, and the 'Lucky One' in Chongqing. They are all people who can make a name for themselves among hunters. They look mixed. Real hunters couldn’t stand it after the Fish Troop tested the waters.”
"But what does this have to do with us? The 'S'-level guy is being taken care of by another group of people, right? Why do we have to work so hard to follow him to Japan? My SPA membership card in Hawaii has expired and the limit has not been used up. Well, I heard that there is a promotion recently where you can buy 5000 and get 500 free." Potato Chip Girl tore open another bag of braised beef flavored potato chips with dissatisfaction, and three or four of them popped out due to excessive force. The female ninja on the side had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his hand, pinched it between his fingers, came close to his face, bit a piece into his mouth, ate it, and finally licked his fingers.
"Is the accountant still short of money? If you tell me this, you will laugh out loud." Mai Shutoku joked: "Well, it's the same when going to Japan. The SPA in Hawaii may not be as good as the one in Japan. The latter Maybe there’s a special local flavor, wouldn’t you like a handsome cowherd to massage your back with essential oil?”
"It sounds like I'm a little over 18 years old. I don't know if I can withstand the stimulation, but I still hope that the handsome guy who pushes me on the back is Kimura Takuya's style." Forced by her ladylike attitude, the potato chip girl still pretended to be reserved. He hesitated for a moment, but then he immediately came back to talk about the business. He took a fancy to Old Tang, who looked dejected on the screen after failing to strike up a conversation: "Does the boss really know how dangerous this thing is running around? If he hadn't ordered us Keep an eye on him at all times, I don't want to fly to Japan, Japan is in dire straits right now."
"You also know that it was the boss who gave the order. Even if the boss asks us to get into the frying pan, we maids will still have to pour water. Japan is nothing to worry about." Mai Shutoku briskly finished the few potato chips she held between her fingers. Then she reached into the bag in Potato Chip Girl's arms. Potato Chip Girl still wanted to avoid it, but for a ninja, when others discovered her intention, she had already completed her action, and a large piece of the potato chip bag was missing out of thin air. .
"And why is she also on this flight? Doesn't it mean that Japan's muddy water has stirred up two groups of people like us?" Potato Chip Girl glanced at the cold and beautiful girl on the screen, and then tore apart irritably. He opened a bag of potato chips and threw the chips that Shutoku Mai had grabbed to her in disgust.
"She." Mai Shutoku took the potato chips and looked at the beautiful girl beside Old Tang on the screen who was busy reading newspapers and magazines: "Although she is a big trouble, we don't want to touch her. , I’m sure she won’t come to trouble us. Besides, the two billion bonus offered on the hunter website is really huge this time, so it’s reasonable to lure her out.”
"She also wants to take the two billion bonus? You have to know that her man and that 'S'-level brat are the same as each other."
"No, did you see the box at her feet? She was just here to deliver the express. The 'S'-level guy entered the 'dungeon' that he shouldn't have entered in advance and attracted the attention of the 'Boss'. If you want to pass the level successfully, You must need some off-site assistance. In terms of the game, it is a temporary artifact given to you in the novice level - after all, her man and the 'S'-level brat are alumni - we can only say that they are alumni now." Jiude Mai said calmly.
Potato Chip Girl curled her lips and said noncommittally: "Are we considered one of the 'artifacts' given as a gift?"
"Probably." Shutoku Mai shrugged: "This time the people behind the 'S'-level kid brought us in. This can be regarded as a test, or a tentative contact. After all, we can't get through it anymore. In a year or two, Little White Rabbit No. 1 will meet up with an 'S'-level boy sooner or later. The disturbance caused in Japan this time can probably be regarded as just a meeting between the 'parents' of the two parties, but since we are all on the scene, I guess This 'copy' will be over soon."
"It's a very clever strategy to leverage his actions to drive us sideways, but does having the courage to do this mean that the people behind the 'S' class know our boss?" Potato Chip Girl suddenly asked.
"More than just acquaintances." Mai Shutoku sneered: "They are rare old friends in this world!"