Cat and Mouse

  Yi Chen's palm left Long Thirteen's back, and he said in a low voice, "Your internal injuries have mostly healed, but your external wounds still need some time to recover. It's best if you don't engage in physical altercations with others for the next few days. If the wound reopens, it won't be a pleasant experience."

  Long thirteen stood up, somewhat depressed, saying: "In this basement, who can I fight with? Mr. Yi, how are you going to send me out? I've been cooped up for two days now, and originally I should be on the beach near Mount Vesuvius looking at beauties."

  "Ah? If you weren't so impulsive, I think you'd be in a beautiful woman's bed right now. Unfortunately, young people's impulsiveness always ends up hurting themselves... Let me advise you, for the next month, it's best not to get too close to women. You've lost too much blood and your vital energy has been damaged quite badly. Be careful or you might end up with lifelong functional defects."

  Yi Chen ignored Long Shi San's awkward expression, stood up casually and said to him: "Cultivate your internal energy and adjust your breath. Your internal skill is not bad, it seems like a heart method excavated from some sect. The naturally produced soft power of the innate true energy is good. A good heart method." After finishing speaking, Yi Chen walked towards the iron door of the underground room and threw out a sentence: "Take good care of yourself, at least here is safe."

  Long thirteen didn't respond to his orders, but instead asked him: "Is it just okay?"

  "Really, compared to others, it's not bad at all. But in my opinion, it's still not enough. The world's top experts aren't just the few you know of. A humble, cautious and meticulous mind is what will keep you alive in your future actions. Sigh, little brother, after you've suffered a bit more, you'll understand what I'm saying today."

  Long thirteen's face was uncomfortable: "Excuse me, how old are you?"

  Yi Chen pushed open the iron gate and walked out, not answering his question. Who knows how old he was anyway? Dammit, it's probably around twenty or so, similar to Long Thirteen, but in terms of experience, Yi Chen had much more than him, and actually had the qualifications to lecture him.

  They had gone upstairs and found Sakuya already sitting on the sofa, drinking with Dracula. Dracula was very fond of this young and handsome boy, and the stiffness and rigidity of Sakuya's Japanese politeness also conformed to the vampire's aristocratic and puritanical views, so the two people could get along surprisingly well. Of course, Dracula's rich knowledge and extensive experience also made Sakuya admire him greatly.

  Sakura stood up when she saw Yidun enter, revealing a faint smile as she said: "Sorry about this, you're having guests over for dinner tonight and I wanted to see if there's anything I can help with, so I came over early in the morning. Hope I didn't cause any trouble."

  Yi Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, we're not hypocritical like the British. They are guests who kill time by visiting people, but we Easterners don't care about these things. Oh, Western hypocrisy is useless in the East. Just be casual... Besides, I really need Master Sakura's help."

  Sakura smiled and tilted her head, saying: "Oh, so who else is coming?"

  Yi Chen sat down beside him on the sofa, took over the wine glass handed over by Gol, and laughed: "Oh, several foreign black bosses are very dissatisfied with me, a Chinese person, dominating the London underworld. Maybe they are secretly forming an alliance to take care of me. I guarantee their safety and let them attend the banquet. At the same time, there is also one that I know, the head of the British government's dog leg, hmm, a clever old lady."

  Sakura sat down next to Yidun, smiling and saying: "Oh, that's too simple. Those gang leaders, I think they can prepare their coffins now. Of course, if you want them to, they'll have to prepare their coffins."

  Yi Chen shook his head: "No, no need, why waste our own energy? Sakura, you just need to make your identity clear and that will put pressure on them... Of course, I don't mind if you show a bit of power, but that requires timing. You can't just pull out your sword and kill them all directly, or we won't be able to mix in with the European underworld anymore. Assassinations are allowed, but once a promise is made, it must be kept... Ah, the morality of the underworld, just like the chivalry of the West, truly helpless."

  "Sakura smiled: 'Well, I don't mind being a knight occasionally either. Of course, they need to have something that makes me respect them. I'm not willing to waste too much time with a bunch of trash.'"

  Yi Chen burst out laughing: "They can mix outside and achieve such a high status, of course they won't be trash... Hmm, there are other guests today, Sakura, maybe his attitude is a bit strange, please forgive him."

  Sakura quickly reacted: "Chinese? Oh... Okay, I understand. Anyway, about that history... Hmm, Yi, you see."

  Yi Chen pretended not to notice anything and smiled: "Mr. Dracula, I have the honor of inviting you as tonight's guest of honor?"

  "Deacula furrowed his brow: 'I'm the guest of honor? Then what's with all these riffraff you've invited?'"

  "This, tonight's banquet is to welcome you, of course. God above, I'm a small businessman, I have to consider costs. If one banquet can solve many things, why waste money? Besides, with your identity and status, I can intimidate many people. Of course, this is an unreasonable request, you don't have to accept it."

  Dekler's absurdity surged, and Yichun made an extremely unreasonable thing sound reasonable. He squeezed out a smile: "Of course, I accept, but will you tell them my identity? Maybe I'll reveal the answer myself, it'll be more sensational." Dekler smiled maliciously.

  Yi Chen hastily shook his head: "Of course not, you don't need to. As the second person in the Philip family, you can already make many people respect you. After all, I've heard that your family controls a lot of large enterprises, and for rich people, others are always accustomed to showing respect."

  Sakura looked at Dracula with a curious expression, thinking to herself: "What's this old man hiding? His true identity? Does he really think he's that damned Count Dracula? Hahaha... Those incompetent old men actually said they met a vampire in New York, damn it, did they meet the gentleman standing before me? Ahahahaha..."

  And let's not mention Sakura, who is making a fool of herself here, crazily mocking the chrysanthemum and that group of gloomy-faced old men running back to Japan, with their subordinates suffering heavy losses. Dekula has already spoken in an icy tone: "Yi, do you always like to pry into others' secrets behind their backs? Do you think your understanding of me is not enough? This is not a habit that a decent person should have."

  Mr. Yi dusted off his clothes and said: "Sir, I am not a gentleman, I am a hooligan."

  Dekeula Zhang opened his mouth and took a sip of wine, yeah, Yi Chen has never been like a gentleman, purely a super villain, damn it, discussing etiquette and morality with him is not a waste of energy?

  Starting from 2:30 pm, there were groups of people with strange behavior wandering around the "Chinatown" area. Several black cars with a lot of equipment surrounded the "Chinatown".

  Looking out of the window at the bustling scene outside, Phil frowned and asked: "Boss, M often comes here to find trouble for us. This time it's just an ordinary banquet, do we need to be so tense?"

  Jester muttered, "Can't blame them for being tense. Those old bosses are afraid of death, taking advantage of some football friendly match, they sent a large number of people to London. MI6 wouldn't be tense? I'm afraid they suspect those people were sent by you."

  "Come on, that's a totally undeserved accusation. Can't those idiot agents figure out that those bastards are from out of town? Yeah, Phil, tell the brothers not to mess with those guys, or else Old Man Vinnie will have trouble, got it?"

  "So, boss, what if a conflict arises?"

  "Alright, listen up! If things really go south, I'll take care of it myself. After all, I only promised to guarantee the safety of their boss, not their underlings. Cain, you bring the 'Black Magic' crew tonight, armed and ready. If those bosses' subordinates don't know what's good for them, take them out. Phil, Goll, get the brothers ready with their gear. With this many people coming at us, if they try to sneak up on us, we'll be in trouble."

  "Easy, need my help? Anyway, I'm itching for a hand, killing a few people to play is also good. I never waste food, but I also like to hunt occasionally."

  Yi Chen smiled and quickly turned his head, saying: "Thank you, then Phil, tell all the brothers to tie a white cloth strip on their left shoulder, so as not to hit their own people." Yi Chen's one sentence 'own people' brought De Kula over, De Kula frowned and did not refute him.

  Sakura excitedly said: "Then, Yi, do you need someone to help? I'll just have them tie a white cloth strip on too."

  "Alright then, if everyone is willing, let's just do it this way... Mr. Dekula, please warn your subordinates not to be too ruthless, or else they will bring us trouble."

  Deacula nodded coldly: "Of course, we don't like slaughtering prey."

  "Then, excuse me, I'll go check on the preparations for the banquet. Gentlemen, please make yourselves at home."

  With Cain they left the living room door, Yichen sneered: "Gore, how are those coffins prepared."

  Gol nodded: "Everything is ready, no problem."

  Yi Chen nodded: "Kain, before you take people to the street, do something for me. Catch a few Japanese people back for me, those young and handsome ones, about 175 cm tall or more, I have use for them. Of course, you can shoot three or four bullets on their bodies, understand?"

  "Alright, boss, I'm going."

  M sat in her office, frowning and pondering over all the arrangements she had made. She felt that something was off about the timing of Yi Chen's banquet, as if many things were converging at once. What was the meaning behind the large number of gang members from out of town entering London? Why had Yi Chen ordered so many coffins? And why had Zhang returned to the embassy without any commotion? The entire intelligence community was eerily calm, with no reaction whatsoever - what was going on?

  She thought for a long time, her hand reached out to a red phone, but just as her fingers were about to touch the phone, she withdrew her hand and said in a low voice: "Is it really necessary? Hmm... Let's think positively, he won't do anything too outrageous, right? Uh, David, go gather some men, reinforce the blockade line more tightly... Contact Scotland Yard, I need all their police force to be on high alert, notify several other brother departments, I need their intelligence, they may have received some information from certain channels, see if there's any unusual movement.

  David nodded and left. M sat in the chair, with his hands under his chin, and suddenly burst out laughing: "What an interesting kid, what does he want to do?"

  Four agents pushed the door and came in, reporting in a low voice: "Boss, we're ready. The three secret exits of 'Chinatown' have been found, they can't send people out through those channels. In addition, according to the feedback from the geological sensor, there are about three layers underground in 'Chinatown', with an area larger than the main building on the ground."

  M nodded, glanced at the clock on the wall, and suddenly stood up: "Alright, gentlemen, your task has been completed wonderfully. Maybe next time you need to take a look at what's in the basement of Chinese Yi... Of course, not today. It's 15:30 now, I don't want to always follow his plan, although it's a formal dinner, I think going early won't be a problem? Let's go, let's leave, according to my plan, I don't want any dust from 'China City' to be brought out."

  Several senior cadres nodded and followed her out, while the four special agents who came in to report, also the four team leaders of M's special agent team, closed the office door and followed M out.

  M's fleet was heading towards 'China Town' when Yi Chen glanced at his watch and dialed Fei Li's phone: "Baby, bring Mi Xue and Sally back, it's getting late, tonight's London will have an unstable night, I don't want any trouble with you. Besides, Baby Fei is the hostess, should be with me to greet the guests."

  After instructing, Yichun led Phil, Gole and Jester towards the kitchen, saying in a very unrefined manner: "Jester, has Chekhov been staying in the kitchen all this time? How ridiculous! I don't want to see any dishes served with missing limbs, just you wait and see how I'll teach him a lesson."

  Yi Chen took people to find Chekhov's trouble, while on this side, Tang Hu brought a dozen or so 'Longmen' disciples and drove to 'China Town'. After reporting their identities to the doorman, several big men respectfully led them in. These people couldn't find Yi Chen and their superior, Phil brothers, for the time being, so they simply took them to the living room.

  Sakura and Deikula were tasting wine, saw Tonghu and others came in, Sakura habitually stood up, bowed and said: "Hey, welcome, are you also guests of Yi?"

  Duke then stood up slowly, nodded slightly and said in a low voice: "Hmm, welcome, we are also guests, no need to be polite, come over and have some wine. I don't know where Yi got this white grape wine from, it tastes pretty good."

  Exuding an air of sharpness, cleverness and intelligence, Tang Hu walked in with a smile, his hands slightly clenched into fists as he said: "Good day, gentlemen. My name is Tang Hu. May I ask who you two are?"

  "Dracula, Dracula Philip."

  Sakura gently tousled her long hair and smiled: "I'm Sakura, the person in charge of the Yamaguchi-gumi in London."

  Tang Hu's expression changed slightly, and from Yi Chen's explanation, he knew that Yi Chen had set up several ambushes at the mountain pass, and Tang Hu was aware of the heavy casualties suffered by the mountain pass group. But why did Yi Chen invite Sakura to attend the banquet? Perhaps there was a reason for Yi Chen, Tang Hu knew that Yi Chen was a self-interested person who used the power of the mountain pass group to make money, but why did he also invite himself?

  Tang Hu stretched out his hand with ill intentions: "Ah, Mr. Sakura, nice to meet you."

  Sakura smiled and grasped Tang Hu's hand, saying with a smile: "I'm also very happy to see you in person, Mr. Tang Hu. I heard that the southern part of London is already all your territory." Then, Sakura's face changed, and Tang Hu's hand was like a tiger's claw, gripping her own.

  Sakura's expression changed slightly, who is this Tang Hu? How can he have such a strong force? No, it's not just as simple as a tiger claw, but like several iron wires, tough, hard, with infinite elasticity. Sakura frowned and her internal force counterattacked like a tide.

  Tang Hu led the people and Sakura brought six special ninjas to take a step forward, each with malicious intentions, sizing each other up. If this weren't Yidun's territory, they would have started a group fight long ago.

  Duke Dequla let out a faint "hmm", and the other twelve Grand Dukes who were sitting in the corner of the house playing cards and gambling also curiously walked over, their eyes emitting a faint green glow as they clearly saw the flow of internal energy within Sakura and Tang Hu.

  Sakura's eyes dimmed, his own inner strength that he had cultivated since childhood was no match for Tang Hu's. If his own inner strength was like a mighty river rushing forward, then Tang Hu's inner strength was like a vast and turbulent ocean, not only did it dissolve his own inner strength, but countless waves also launched a frenzied counterattack. Tang Hu let out a faint "hmm" sound, originally he had only used sixty percent of his inner power, but now he unleashed one hundred percent of it, which was like a hurricane that broke through Sakura's wrist defense and invaded his arm.

  Ying furrowed her brow, let out a soft "heng" sound, and the sword energy of 'Killing Moon' inside her body rapidly rose, as if countless sharp blades tore through Tang Hu's true energy, directly stabbing into his wrist pulse.

  Tang Hu was feeling complacent, originally intending to spare Yi Chen's face and just give this beautiful and evil Japanese kid a bit of trouble. He had already prepared to withdraw his inner energy, but unexpectedly the power of 'Killing Moon' came rushing in violently, his strong inner energy was no match for it, and he was instantly crushed. The extremely fast sword energy followed his meridians all the way, attacking him.

  Tang Hu was greatly shocked, and hastily employed his grandfather's secretly transmitted mental method. A strand of soft and gentle true energy filled his body, as if a whirlpool was stirring up the "Killing Moon" sword energy of Sakura, following his meridians to pierce directly into the Yongquan acupoint. The powerful sword energy was driven by the rounded true energy, and in an instant it was expelled from Tang Hu's body. With a loud "crack", the ground where Tang Hu stood, about 10 meters square, was shattered into powder.

  Sakura was also greatly shocked, the sword energy he stabbed out with his own hands was unexpectedly not under his control, and was mysteriously dispelled by the other party's true energy. He and Tang Hu almost simultaneously let go of each other's hands, staring blankly at each other in a daze.

  Cherry squeezed out two Chinese words: "Tai Chi?"

  Tang Hu grinned and said "heh heh" a few times, but didn't respond.

  Dekeula clapped his hands lightly beside him: "Great, great, two young men are pretty good, really great."

  Sakura and Tonghu were both startled at the same time, looking towards Dekula. Dekula smiled strangely, pointing to the wine cart beside him: "It's okay to compete in secret, but don't hurt your feelings. Come on, sit down and have a drink, chat about some strange stories, this is what an old man like me likes."

  Sakura and Tonghu exchanged a strange glance, sitting on either side of Dekula. Sakura picked up her wine cup, while Tonghu randomly grabbed a bottle, both drinking to the bottom. Tonghu rubbed his lips, looking at Sakura with a provocative gaze, letting out a few ominous chuckles.

  Sakura was furious, what if I didn't make it? So Sakura also picked up a bottle of wine and gulped it down. Tang Hu let out a loud roar: "Good, you're a man! Today whoever falls first is the fool." As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up another bottle of wine.

  Sakura nodded heavily: "Hey, that's it." He immediately picked up one and clinked the bottle with Tang Hu, and the two continued drinking. Dekula's eyes narrowed into a line, muttering to himself: "If I were a thousand years younger, I'd also compete with you in drinking, but now, this kind of thing doesn't match my status."

  Yi Chen led the man into the large kitchen behind the first floor of the Chinese city, where Chekhov was lying on a large table in the center of the room, with a chicken wing in his mouth, saying: "Hmm, add some more spicy curry, our boss likes strong flavors... Hmm, but I think it's already good enough, give me that half too, anyway there's still plenty."

  Yi Chen grumbled: "Mr. Chekhov, you're really idle, well, from now on the kitchen of 'China Town' will be your workplace."

  Chekhov's mouth opened wide, almost letting the wing slip into his throat. He quickly spat it out and jumped up, rubbing against Yidun with a smile: "Boss, I'm afraid these invited chefs are lazy, and I'm also worried that someone will put poison in the food... hehe... I'm just being kind-hearted."

  Yi Chen fiercely pointed at the dozen or so burly subordinates of Phil standing in the kitchen corner, grabbed Chikov's hair and roared: "Oh God, Chikov, what do you think they are? Decorations?! You shouldn't be worrying about these things. Now you should get cleaned up and put on formal clothes to welcome the guests. I'm giving you five minutes, hurry up!"

  No sooner had he finished speaking than a large black man rushed in, saying anxiously: "Boss, the big bosses from outside have arrived - three of them, Hawley, Glenn and Finches... They've brought over thirty people with them. And M's convoy is already two blocks away."

  Yi Chen flew out quickly and shouted: "Chekhov, three minutes, Mr. Jest, you go help him wash up, no matter what means, three minutes later let Mr. Chekhov come out looking like a human being."

  Jester looked at Chekhov's only triangular pants and frowned: "Boss, this is a daunting task." He pulled out the hunting knife that Michelle gave him yesterday, smiled and said to Chekhov: "Two choices, go take a bath and change clothes, or I cut off some part of your body, what do you say, Chekhov?"

  Chekhov blinked and rushed out of the kitchen.

  When Yi Chen walked into the huge dance floor on the first floor of 'China Town', he had completely transformed into another person, cold and stiff, with only a line left in his eyes, flashing a terrifying killing intent. Phil and Goll seemed to be following him like two evil demons, while around the dance floor, there were many burly men wearing uniform black suits, each with fierce gazes fixed on the entrance.

  Three big bosses from outside came in with more than thirty bodyguards, Yī Chén stretched out his hand from a distance and said indifferently: "You three have worked hard, it's not easy to come from afar... I thought no one would give me face."

  The three bosses were the hulking Harvey, the gaunt and wiry Glenn, and the dignified Fingus, who looked like a noble elder. Fingus took Easy's hand in his and said with courtesy: "Mr. Easy invited us to London; how could we not come? However, you know your reputation isn't very good, so the other bosses elected us to take a look around."

  Yi Chen sneered and said: "Oh? So that means the three of you are just elected cannon fodder, what can you decide?"

  The faces of the three changed, their bodyguards took a step forward in unison, while the nearly three hundred little brothers arranged by Yī Chén around them suddenly shouted and stepped forward together.

  Hawkins' face changed, Glenn's whole body shook, and Fenwick said calmly: "Mr. Yi, what are you prepared to discuss with us? Perhaps the three of us can't decide other people's opinions, but at least we have the qualifications to decide matters on our own turf."

  Yi Chen smiled maliciously: "So, it's good. If we can become friends, at least I won't have to worry about the entire British underworld opposing me, huh? Gentlemen, please, today I've also invited a few other guests, and I guarantee their identities are all extraordinary."

  Fenimore burst out laughing: "Oh God, I hope you haven't invited the Prime Minister of Great Britain, or we'll really be in for a surprise."

  "Good heavens, good heavens! Why didn't you say so earlier? I could have invited him over. Really, don't you believe me? Give me an hour and I'll take care of it. Mr. Shuna will surely give me that much face, of course, he'll act secretly, perhaps you'll be silenced after you leave, are you willing?"

  The three men's faces changed drastically. How could they know whether what Yidun said was true or false? But only a madman would ask Yidun to try it out.

  Glen burst out laughing: "Oh, Mr. Yi, I think we don't need to waste any more time, maybe it's better if we find a place to discuss some substantial issues first."

  As soon as Glen's voice fell, M's voice sounded at the door: "Ha, gentlemen, what are you doing? Shooting a sequel to The Godfather? What a magnificent scene... Substantial questions? What substantial questions? Dear Yi, can you tell me?"

  Yi Chen hastily dropped Fen Hui and the other two, smiled and welcomed M with open arms. Before M could react, Yi Chen had already tightly hugged her and kissed her cheeks twice, saying "Ah, welcome, Auntie, how do you have time to come over?" In a low voice, Yi Chen whispered in M's ear: "Sorry, madam, we have some unexpected guests... Oh my god, I really want to kill them."

  As soon as the word "aunt" came out, a large number of special agents behind M almost fainted, and Yichen was also...

  She widened her eyes and reluctantly hugged Yichun, whispering viciously in his ear: "Are you fooling me?"

  Yi Chen tightly hugged M, showing a bit of her and her aunt's fiery emotions to the three people including Fen Huisan, and said in a low voice: "I don't dare, how can I dare? They are here to find trouble with me. Originally, I wanted to report some things to you, but now..."

  M nodded and said: "The banquet will go on as usual, I don't care."

  Yi Chen smiled and released his hand, gave a wicked smile to the special agents behind M, turned around and said: "Alright, dear gentlemen, my aunt is here to attend my banquet, we're on the top floor, Mr. Phil, let the brothers take a break, accompany these guests and have some fun with them, whatever they need, provide the best for them, of course, our 'Chinatown' is a decent place, no drugs or women."

  M said in a low voice: "Hypocrisy."

  Yi Chen pretended not to hear, with a smiling face 'supporting' M to walk upstairs first. David followed closely behind with a batch of special agents, his expression strange. Hawick glared at David fiercely: "Dear, why did you bring so many people up here? Are you looking for death?"

  "David retorted in a low and vicious tone: 'What did you say? Believe it or not, I'll take you down right now.'"

  Harvey and David glared at each other, spat on the ground in unison, and walked away with their heads held high. Occasionally, gentlemen and rascals are not much different in some ways.

  Ignoring the three gang leaders behind him who were pondering their own identities, M asked Yichen in a low voice: "What do you want to do? Are those bastards invited by you? Huh? You're treating me to a banquet while inviting these scoundrels?"

  "Ah, you're the second person to ask me that today. I don't doubt they're all trash, scoundrels, and parasites on society who shouldn't be in the same room as a noble lady like yourself. But I'm just a small-time businessman, so naturally I want to make the most of this one banquet. If you can help me out, I'd be eternally grateful."

  The grey eyes rolled a few times: "Huh, use one banquet to accomplish as many things as possible? Including that young Chinese man's matter? Hmm? Dear Yi, don't play tricks on me."

  Yi Chen said with a smile: "How dare I? My people are not all over London every day, right? Especially today, all my people have been mobilized, and I've even found two more helpers for you. They also have a large number of people gathering information." What Yi Chen was saying was that the ninjas from the Yamaguchi-gumi and Dracula's vampires had all been deployed.

  He shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "I know your banquet is hard to eat, so I don't mind if your guests are some strange creatures, but whatever you do, don't play tricks, Yi."

  Yi Chen opened his mouth wide, muttering a few words in a low voice. M didn't catch what he said, or else she would have jumped up. What Yi Chen said was: "Strange, how did you know that having an unusual life is my guest? He's the main guest, and you're just a supporting actor."

  Yi Chen smiled and pushed open the living room door on the top floor, saying with a smile: "Auntie, gentlemen, please come in, please come in. Oh no, no, no, no, you people stay outside, okay? I know you're worried about Auntie's safety, but with me here, nobody dares to harm her."

  "Stay here, you don't have to, no need to intrude on me and my dear nephew's gathering."

  Yi Chen smiled mischievously as he led a group of people into the living room, loudly saying: "Mr. Dekula, Sakura, let me introduce you... Oh my god, what are you doing?"

  M and Finhus, Harway, and Glen stared in amazement at Tonghu and Sakura, who were both bright red in the face. They raised a bottle of red wine and took a swig.

  "Damn it, when did Tang Hu come? Why didn't anyone report to me? You're going to pay for this, Chikov. If you hadn't delayed things, this wouldn't have happened. I'm going to dock your pay... no, this quarter's..."