novel-bin Chapter 217: Their respective attempts
Chapter 217: Their respective attempts
In the gloomy sky, raindrops fell like curtains, densely packed.
Crow smoked his cigarette peacefully, waiting for the results of the advance team's exploration.
The men, wearing the standard black windbreakers of the Executive Bureau, moved forward slowly and carefully in the muddy forest.
The black windbreaker goes well with this kind of weather, fluttering in the wind and rain.
"Report, we found a wooden house." The team members' report came from the communicator.
Crow's eyes became alert and he ordered, "Slow down, check the situation first."
"receive."
Crow couldn't understand the boss's arrangement. These matters should have been left to Lu Mingfei and the others, so why did he have to come here himself?
In response to Crow's doubts, before the mission started, Yuan Zhisheng said: They are a very interesting group of people who need to devote all their attention to the "Longyuan Project". It is nothing to help with such a small matter of exploration.
But Crow was only worried about whether he could command this mission alone. If he really met Han Qiu, he didn't know what his chances of survival were.
Crow understood that Yuan Zhisheng was deliberately asking himself to complete these more difficult tasks.
At this moment, the team has surrounded the wooden house and is slowly approaching.
Dozens of dark red rays of light shone around the wooden house. Crow stood outside the encirclement, extinguishing his cigarette between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
He exhaled deeply and exhaled a white mist, I didn't know if it was smoke or water vapor caused by the cold weather.
He slowly raised his right hand and held up a finger.
"Come closer," he said.
Among Minamoto Chisei's retainers, Crow doesn't have the strength like Sakura and Yasha, he is just a little gangster.
The little gangsters have their own style of dealing with things. If they can outnumber the enemy, they will never engage in a one-on-one fight.
During the battle at Jileguan, because it was initially intended to fight a gang war, many weapons were not equipped, resulting in insufficient firepower when facing Han Qiu.
But now, Crow has brought the elite of the Executive Bureau, equipped with anti-material sniper rifles. According to Yuan Zhisheng, it is enough to shoot Han Qiu into a sieve.
The two team members slowly approached the wooden house, not daring to make a sound.
If Han Qiu rushed out like mad, Crow only needed to snap his fingers and he would turn into a ball of blood mist.
But when the two team members arrived next to the cabin, they suddenly turned around and gestured to the crow to stop.
"No one," one of them reported.
The crow breathed a sigh of relief and gradually felt the temperature around him.
He was too nervous. He put down his trembling right hand and said, "Continue searching."
The encirclement was dispersed in an orderly manner, and soon only Crow was left there.
He walked towards the wooden house with curiosity, pushed open the door, and shuddered at the cold and dampness inside.
There are signs of past habitation; human figures can be seen on the dusty bed.
The crow captured all these details.
During this time, he looked outside from time to time, worried that Han Qiu was just out temporarily or hiding, and that he would take advantage of him being alone to attack.
After doing all this, he leaned under the narrow eaves and lit another cigarette.
After taking a deep breath, I looked up at the sky. The rain was getting heavier and I didn’t know when it would clear up in Tokyo.
I am still a little unfamiliar with this task, and it is difficult to suppress the fear in my heart for such a high-risk task.
Facts have proved that he is still somewhat of a little hooligan. Maybe he has never lost to Yaksha in verbal battles, but if he really encounters a powerful enemy, Yaksha will definitely be better than him.
After all, that guy has a simple mind and strong limbs, and perhaps he has long forgotten what fear is.
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"How does it taste?" Caesar walked onto the deck and asked casually when he saw Yuan Zhisheng smoking a cigar in the rain.
"I'm not used to it." This was the first time Yuan Zhisheng lit the gift given by Caesar in these days.
There is some indescribable meaning hidden in it.
He moved the umbrella aside to shield Caesar from the rain.
The wind on the sea was very strong, but the man felt no resistance while holding the umbrella.
"Trying new things always requires an adaptation period." Caesar took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket.
The kind that Yuan Zhisheng often smokes, MildSeven, soft seven stars.
"I bought a box when I was shopping yesterday," said Caesar.
"Don't you think this kind of cigarette is not your thing?" Yuan Zhisheng smiled with a little surprise: "You said it's a woman's cigarette."
"To be honest, I've never smoked it. In my education and experience, no one around me smokes this kind of cigarette. Cigarettes are our main focus." Caesar opened the package, "But I'm also curious about the charm of this cigarette. I like to try something new, even if it's what I consider to be a woman's cigarette."
Yuan Zhisheng took out a lighter and lit it for Caesar.
After he took a big sip, Yuan Zhisheng asked, "How does it feel?"
"It doesn't have that taste," Caesar replied.
"Because you don't have lungs." Yuan Zhisheng said.
"Over the lungs?" Caesar frowned.
"Cigars don't go through your lungs, but cigarettes do, so you can appreciate their charm."
Caesar took another breath. His bloodline prevented him from feeling dizzy like ordinary people when their lungs first passed through the lungs, nor did he cough due to choking.
Just a strange feeling of pleasure.
"No wonder." He smiled with understanding, "I once read a report that smokers call this thing redemption."
"Relieve the dull and exhausting life."
"I understand."
The young man tried the woman's cigarette in his mouth, and Yuan Zhisheng tried his best to enjoy the cigar in his hand.
Each has their own attempts.
After spending a few days together, Yuan Zhisheng's initial judgment of them was broken.
Caesar was indeed a nobleman, but not the kind of nobleman he understood.
A true gentleman is kind and willing to lower his status to get along with others. Of course, the nobility and pride in his bones cannot be concealed.
Chu Zihang is not a violent person. Most of the time, he pays attention to other people's feelings and has gentleness hidden under his cold appearance.
Finkel seems unreliable, and in fact he is unreliable most of the time, but when it comes to friends and missions, he will do his best.
It is true that Lu Mingfei does not have the strength of an 'S' level, but his level of effort is even greater than Chu Zihang's. Yuan Zhisheng has seen him train, and he will not stop until he has exhausted himself.
These are four very interesting people. I hope we can spend more time with them if possible.
But Yuan Zhisheng knew what he was carrying.
Ying stood at the door and reported to Yuan Zhisheng: "Head, we are about to arrive at the Sumeru throne."
"Let Sumeru open the dock." Yuan Zhisheng left Sakura with his back.
Standing next to Caesar, I didn't seem so lonely.
"The floating platform, the unsinkable Sumeru pedestal, was jointly built by the Ganliu Research Institute and the Inumaru Construction Institute." Gen Chisei introduced to Caesar.
"I have to praise the craftsmanship of the Japanese." Caesar looked at the giant in front of him with a certain shock in his eyes. "These past few days, you have shocked me more and more."
"It should be said that the Japanese branch has given you a shock, Caesar-kun." Yuan Zhisheng emphasized: "This is the contribution of everyone in the Japanese branch."
"many people."
"To ensure the safety of the four of you and to prevent any accidents. I'll trouble you with tonight's operation."