Set off

  She arrived at 'China Town' early in the morning, greeting Yi Chen with a warm smile, without mentioning anything about what Yi Chen had done two days ago. Moreover, M also doubted whether Yi Chen could have caused such destruction, ambushing her own team was something Yi Chen could accomplish, but causing such a stir at London Airport was beyond human capability. M had secretly requested the assistance of a military secret department to investigate, and didn't bother to entangle herself with Yi Chen over some trivial matters anymore.

  Get the materials, re-seal them, and then get all the technical personnel to shut up. Then carefully investigate who leaked the information internally, and that's it. Xunah has already intervened in this matter, and M doesn't want to offend too many high-ranking officials.

  Yi Chen smiled and handed over the chip with a honest expression: "Madam, I finally found this chip after great difficulty. Look, it's not damaged at all. You can rest assured now. I swear on the name of God that I absolutely did not play any tricks."

  Chekhov and Fal leaned against each other, flipping through a colorful magazine while smoking marijuana. In a strange tone, he said: "Yeah, the structure of this chip is so tight, who can crack it? I took one look and told the boss not to waste his time, geez..."

  M put the chip into a metal container he had brought with him, smiling and nodding: "Well, that's really good, Yi, you really didn't do anything, did you?"

  "Of course, I didn't mean to get myself into trouble. You see, if these materials appear on the market later and you come to bother me again, it won't be too late then. I am a law-abiding citizen of the great British Empire, I won't do anything too outrageous."

  He hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly: "So, I'll take my leave. You'd better not stir up any more trouble recently, understand? Maybe I should tell you, although there's no evidence, your black file within our organization has already become quite thick."

  "This problem, I'm as innocent as a newborn girl when I was in Scotland. Grandma, don't use your power to frame me, okay? Hmm, I won't cause any trouble in the UK for a while, you can rest assured. I'll take my Philibert darling on vacation to Austria and then go to China to discuss some business, you can be at ease."

  M was taken aback, what is Yichun going to Austria for? There's nothing worth his attention over there recently. M thought for a moment, nodded and walked out directly. "Maybe I should send a few agents over to take a look, maybe there's something we've overlooked. The information has come back, and it can also be used as an explanation for the higher-ups. Damn it, your Ministry of National Defense's defense is too weak, forcing us to clean up the mess in the end, what a bunch of idiots."

  Yi Chen smiled as he watched M's motorcade disappear into the distance, chuckling at the seven vampires who had already become thick as thieves with Chikov. He shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Chikov, has the information been sent out?"

  Chekhov nodded hastily: "Don't worry, boss, I broke down the data and mixed it with some adult programs and sent them out. Zhang and others prepared more than a dozen highly confidential servers. I almost circled the globe three times to deliver the data to them, and also told them the decryption method... It's very simple. But do you want to see what those data are? It's a terrible thing."

  Yi Chen furrowed his brow: "Frightening? More frightening than a nuclear warhead?"

  Chekhov shrugged: "I know why they're so tense, because this kind of weapon, if not handled properly, could destroy the entire Earth. No wonder they're being so careful... They are based on..."

  "Ah? Don't tell me about technical stuff anymore, I'll think about how to make money from it when I get back from Austria and this information has cooled down a bit... Dear Chekhov, would you like to go on vacation in Austria? The girls there may not be as good-looking as those in Japan, but looking at the beautiful natural scenery is also a great pleasure."

  Chekhov exclaimed: "Of course we'll go, boss! Ahah, Austria, Vienna, the music capital, must be full of beautiful women with artistic temperament..."

  Seven vicious vampires emitted a burst of light from their eyes, embracing Chekhov and laughing in a heap.

  Phil leaned his head to one side and whispered to Goll, "If they knew we were going to the most desolate mountainous region, would they still be so excited?"

  "Hope they don't ask us to find them a girlfriend when the time comes. This problem, the boss will definitely let us handle it, pfft, in the mountains, finding a few female monkeys is much easier than finding beauties."

  Cain leaned in and whispered, "Mother bear isn't bad either, I think Chekhov would be satisfied with a big grizzly."

  Yì chén flipped his white eyes, his sharp ears naturally heard these words, however, he was calculating other things and didn't bother to go with Phil and the others to bully Chikov.

  "Hmm, Sally will stay behind to take care of the old nest, Strutgron will stay behind to intimidate those fleeing little brothers. All other subordinates with special abilities will follow me to Austria. Maybe I can get some benefits out of it? If there's a chance to eliminate Arthur and his people, maybe I can take advantage of the chaos? Rather than having Arthur searching for someone who emits silver light all day, I don't want to have someone I can't beat chasing after me every day."

  But perhaps it would be better to leave Michelle in London with the Dakers. It wouldn't be possible for her to stay alone, and Phyllis would probably enjoy keeping her company. That sort of thing wasn't suitable for a young girl...

  Yi Chen smiled faintly, the flame power from that local hellfire scripture from Jester began to surge gently within his body. Unexpectedly, using star force to drive dark magic was simply a perfect fusion. Of course, these dark council people were borrowing the power of the moon, while his own body was filled with star force that shared the same origin as the moon's power... Although his realm hadn't increased, Yi Chen could feel that his strength had been greatly enhanced.

  A group of 7 or 8 short, elderly men with gaunt faces arrived at "Chinatown" with an air of arrogance. When they saw Yi Chen, they muttered: "Chinese devil." Yi Chen heard the curses from several old men and felt a surge of anger, but quickly calmed down and smiled as he served them the best Japanese dishes. Anyway, Yi Chen thought it was unnecessary to argue with people who were about to die.

  "Yi, when are you planning to set off?"

  Yi Chen smiled: "As for tomorrow, we'll first arrive at the dueling site and survey the area. This will be beneficial to us. Of course, to avoid any unexpected situations, I'll prepare some special precautions."

  Several old men looked at Yī Chén with suspicion, "You're just an ordinary person, you can't even withstand a single blow, what could you possibly be prepared for?"

  Yi Chen smiled and said, "I've already bought off several assassination groups. They'll be waiting in the Austrian mountains to ambush Arthur's people. I think a combination of open combat and covert attacks is the best approach."

  Sakura and the old men exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and smiled. Sakura was not a pure warrior; as long as he could achieve his goal, why sacrifice too much of his subordinates' blood? As for the old men, they immediately changed their opinion about Yidun. One old man whispered, "This guy is so sinister, doesn't seem like a real Chinese."

  Yi Chen smiled and got up, finding an excuse to leave the living room. He secretly made a hand gesture with his thumb, and Jester followed him out, staggering along.

  "Book a flight to Austria for tomorrow," Yì Chén whispered. "Also, make sure the liaison work with those assassin organizations is done well. I want them to cause as much trouble as possible for Arthur and his people, but I don't want anyone to know it was us who hired them."

  Jester nodded silently. Yichen pondered for a moment, tapping his fingers and said: "Think of a way to let our lovely killers not be killed by those people in the mountains, okay? Jester, do you have any good ideas?"

  Jester lazily pulled out his own belt, grabbed the badge of his Dark Council Foreign Affairs Second-Class Executor, and muttered: "This thing can probably be used as a seal, boss. Do you want to give each of those killers an ID card? Maybe those vampires, werewolves, etc., will spare those poor ghosts when they see this badge."

  Yi Chen smiled slyly, grabbed the badge with one hand, and nodded repeatedly: "This idea is not bad, hmm... let me think, maybe we should have a batch of jackets made for them, with this badge on the back. What a great idea!"

  "Terrible idea. Doing this, the mountain people might not kill them, but if the Church finds out about these assassins, they'll definitely take care of them."

  "I used money to buy them to kill people, so they must also take some risks, right? Anyway, it's not my people, if they die, I've already considered the safety measures for them, I'm very justified in treating these killers this way, aren't I?"

  Deacula stared with his eyes wide open, speechless for half a day. His tall figure gradually dissolved into the air and disappeared.

  Chekhov crept up stealthily and whispered, "Boss, this won't do; except for the first-floor hall, our old den has almost turned into a haunted house. God above, I'll fill the house with garlic and hang up several hundred crosses."

  Jester punched him and said viciously: "Do you want me to invite a few more Red Robe Archbishops to give you the last rites? Bastard."

  Yi Chen watched as his two subordinates started arguing and smiled as he walked away with his hands behind his back.

  A senior official of the British royal family walked hastily to Arthur's room and reported respectfully: "Sir, those guests are unwilling to have meals, I wonder if we did anything wrong?"

  Skull wrinkled his brow and shook his head, saying: "No, you didn't do anything wrong. What food did you provide for them?"

  The boss straightened his back and proudly said: "We provided them with the best red wine, the best Italian veal chops, the best fish, in short, everything was the best. A sumptuous feast."

  Skier shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, dear sir, you don't need to provide them with these, hmm, let me think, a few slices of bread and a cup of clear water will do."

  The manager stared at Skerl in amazement and stuttered: "But, sir, that would be too rude."

  Arthur shook his head: "No, they won't. You see, they are true ascetics, they will not accept overly luxurious food and enjoyment, just provide them with the most basic supplies. Alright, sir, don't stand there in a daze, be careful that my guests starve to death in front of a pile of delicious food, that would be your fault."

  The superior officer walked out stiffly, and Skerl muttered under his breath: "Typical stuffy Englishman... Oh, sorry dear Arthur, I wasn't referring to you... By the way, when are we leaving for Austria?"

  Arthur elegantly picked up a glass of wine, took a light sip, shook his head and said: "As for the arrangement of the trip and so on, I'm not as familiar with it as you are, so let's have you make arrangements for us... Hagen, Murphy, what do you think?"

  Hagen and Murphy shook their heads, knowing they were no match for Arthur's cunning, and had always followed Skell's orders anyway.

  Skylar shrugged, thought for a moment, and smiled: "I think we'd better go to Austria a few days in advance, check out the situation of that 'Rays' castle, and explore the surrounding terrain. Otherwise, if we're not familiar with the terrain, we'll be at a disadvantage during the duel... The Vatican is already dissatisfied with our three coming to London to help Arthur, if it weren't for Uncle Galanti suppressing those voices, I'm afraid we would have been summoned back to the Vatican long ago."

  Arthur's body trembled slightly, and he frowned: "Skull, my friend, will it cause you some harm? I mean, if the three of you help me with a private duel?"

  Hagen and Murphy stared at Skell without blinking, they had no way to compare with Skell, Galanti was his uncle, and Galanti was the most trusted confidant of Philoteus, no matter what happened, he would not take any responsibility, but the two of them did not have any backing, in case something unexpected happened in the upper echelons of the Church, they would be the ones to suffer. With just one accusation, they could be forever disgraced: "When His Holiness was fighting against the enemy, where were you?" If this accusation stuck, they would immediately fall from their glorious position as Holy Knights.

  Schierke said with a smile, "No big deal, aren't these Japanese the ones who attacked the British church? We take them out and we'll have merit to boot. Who knows, His Majesty might even reward us in person. Uncle Galanti said that as long as we wrap things up nicely, we're guaranteed a major achievement. Maybe we'll even get some actual power beyond our Sacred Knight titles... Hagen, haven't you always wanted to be in charge of a big diocese?"

  Hagen and Murphy smiled at each other.

  Skull laughed: "So, we need to set out ahead of time, best tomorrow, and thoroughly survey the ancient castle where the duel is located. As long as we can beautifully clean up those Japanese people, our return to the Vatican will be very glorious. They are already on the Vatican's blacklist, you know..."

  "Then, Skye lowered her voice mysteriously: 'Do you want to hear something else?'"

  Arthur and Hagen, Murphy leaned in, their four heads almost touching, Arthur waved his hand, a holy light curtain enveloped his room.

  Skull whispered: "His Holiness the Pope is gathering all the manpower of the Vatican, preparing to launch another Crusade... Hmph, last time His Holiness suffered a bit in the outer seas of China, and that idiot Yiren was also killed by someone. You can imagine it, that guy was killed with just one sword, and he had power comparable to ours. I don't want to go on an adventure in mysterious and terrifying China, it's more comfortable, safe, and meritorious to deal with those poor Japanese people here, why bother going to such a place?"

  Hagen and Murphy exchanged a look, nodding in unison. Arthur asked cautiously, "Has the Vatican assembled many people?"

  Skull smiled: "Uncle Galanti told me that all the clergy who have retreated to practice asceticism in the Vatican, were summoned together under your majesty's edict. What a powerful force! Hehe... However, it has nothing to do with us. We will duel with the Japanese and then find an excuse to say we are seriously injured, so we don't need to participate in the Eastern Expedition."

  Arthur smiled: "Is that so? I'm really looking forward to the outcome of the eastern expedition... Your Majesty is going to settle it once and for all, aren't you?"

  Sikuo stood up: "Of course, Your Majesty was attacked by them, and his sacred and inviolable body was seriously injured. How can he not be angry? Now it's just a matter of when they will launch the attack. However, as long as we are slightly injured and rest for a few months, we can get through this."

  Arthur and the others smiled tacitly, Arthur waved his hand to put away his holy light curtain, called in his servant, and instructed: "Prepare a special plane, we're going to Austria... Hmm, no need for any official formalities, we're just going to appreciate the beautiful Austrian scenery." The servant bowed respectfully and walked out silently.

  A figure flashed at the door, and Charles walked in alone. In just a short time, the famous playboy king's hair had many more gray hairs. Arthur hurried to greet him and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

  "Bring back those treasures, it's been so long, bring them back to me, or else our royal honor will be completely lost. The whole world is waiting to see our excitement, I absolutely do not allow such a thing to happen... Arthur, in your occasional playful leisure time, please put the important things at heart, understand?"

  Arthur furrowed his brow and bowed respectfully: "As you wish, Your Majesty."

  Charles hummed and didn't even greet Sker and others, and walked out directly.

  Skel fell silent for a moment before speaking in an eerie tone, "Oh dear Arthur, it seems like Your Majesty is under a lot of mental pressure."

  "He? The Queen is a real king, and this one... maybe he has some heroic spirit when playing with women in bed. Are we going to Austria for sightseeing? He actually said I was joking, didn't I suspect that these Japanese people and that thief had a relationship and went to deal with them? What an idiot."

  "What a pity," Hagen muttered, "so many treasures."

  Skull gave Hagen a sideways glance, and Hagen hastily shut his mouth. Arthur, however, smiled: "Yes, it's really a pity, worth a whole city... Skull, don't you want to get them back?"

  "What's the use of chasing him back?"

  Arthur said hastily and vaguely: "Don't you want some family heirlooms?"

  Scully smiled, and Hagen and Murphy chuckled quietly.

  Yi Chen had long become the object of M's key attention, so although he knew that those little agents couldn't keep an eye on Yi Chen, M still dispatched several special agent groups to follow Yi Chen around every day. So when Yi Chen arrived at the airport with Phil, Goll, Cain, Jester and Chikov, those special agent groups also reluctantly followed in, facing each other across a glass wall.

  "Boss, they're really too boring, following us every day. Did we do something illegal? It's infuriating, should I go teach them a lesson?" As he spoke, Cain clenched his fist, and a faint 'creaking' sound came out.

  Duke flipped his eyes and stood far away with the twelve Grand Dukes, he didn't want to admit that he knew this kind of rough man who would hit people at any time.

  Yi Chen raised an eyebrow, quickly glanced at Cain and shook his head, saying: "No, no need, they're just some small special agents. If I want to beat someone up, I think beating M's level would be more satisfying? Forget it, how come Sakura and the others haven't arrived yet?" Phil informed Yi Chen of their recent mental changes, which had been worrying him.

  M received a report from his subordinate in the office, frowned and said: "What? They went to the airport? Oh God, I'm really grateful to you, he's gone, London will be much calmer, right? At least we don't have to waste a lot of manpower on him... Who cares where he goes to harm others, as long as he leaves Britain... By the way, how many people did he take with him?"

  David shrugged: "A handful of his most trusted subordinates, and that girlfriend of his, the mistress of Chinatown, stayed behind to keep company with little Philippa."

  M nodded: "OK, it's good news that this bastard is gone, and his thugs are all gone too. That little girl Phyllis is still a reasonable person, she stayed in London, at least she won't cause us too much trouble."

  Sakura's fleet arrived, with a full 300 people slowly getting out of the cars. Sakura wore a crimson warrior suit and carried the 'Killing Moon' sword at the forefront. Behind her, over a hundred top-level experts from the four families of Fenglin Huashan were led by several skull-like old men in a phalanx formation, following closely behind. Further back, nearly 200 special ninjas wore black suits, each carrying a small leather suitcase, marching in with uniform steps.

  The security guards at London airport gathered together cautiously, looking nervously at these strange passengers.

  Yi Chen smiled: "Oh, Sakura, you're just in time. We should board the plane now... Oh, by the way, this time's charter flight fee should be on you, right?"

  Sakura burst out laughing: "Of course, you and Mr. Dekula are busy for my sake, so naturally all the expenses will be borne by us."

  Yi Chen smiled slyly, and De Kula felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he quickly dodged away. Yi Chen warmly hooked up with Sakura, and the two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the boarding gate. Yi Chen chuckled and said, "Sakura, your mountain mouth group has a lot of members."

  Sakura smiled and said: "Actually, they are not entirely our Sakaguchi group's people, there are also people from other organizations."

  Yi Chen sighed: "Having a lot of people is really troublesome, traveling is too much trouble... Sakura, look, over 300 people, if we didn't charter a plane, if we didn't have some money, this would be a real problem."

  Sakura looked back at the large number of subordinates behind her and nodded unconsciously: "But, can't help it, there are too many people, maybe too many."

  Yi Chen smiled slyly: "Let's settle the account, shall we? Every time you go out, you have to charter a plane, and each time it costs ×××× million. Hmm, isn't that right? And you still need to make arrangements in advance, who knows if there will be an available flight, won't you be unable to accomplish your task, Sakura?"

  Dekeula rolled her eyes and slowed down her pace, gradually moving further away from Yichun.

  Sakura furrowed her brow: "That's a problem."

  Yi Chen smiled: "Sakura, why not just buy a large passenger plane directly? You see, I have some friends in Europe who can give you the latest model of airbus at the ex-factory price. Don't you think that's a wonderful idea?"

  。。。。。。

  After Yidun and Sakura settled in the cabin, Sakura had vaguely accepted Yidun's kindness and inexplicably bought a large passenger plane that might not be used in the future. The payment was also deducted from the profits of smuggling cars from the Yamaguchi group, which would be directly transferred to Yidun's account at that time.

  Yī chén xīn mǎn yì zú de zuò zài wèi zhì shàng, xiào xī xī de duān qǐ le jiǔ bēi, hé yīng qīng qīng de pèng le yī xià jiǔ bēi. Dé kù lā jī gū zhe duì jié sī tè shuō: "nǐ men de lǎo bǎn, cái jiào zuò zhēn zhèng de xī xuè guǐ ne...sā dàn zài shàng, tā yí dìng jiù shì zhēn zhèng de mó guǐ."

  Their private jet took off lightly, and in the cargo hold of the plane, more than a hundred high-level vampires, including Kuru and Sabia, cowered in the corner, their small claws irritably grasping at the luggage rack. Sabia roared: "Damn it, those seven bastards from Skye can sit in the passenger cabin, why do we have to squeeze into the cargo hold? God... when did Lord Dracula also learn Miss Misha's weird temper?"

  Kurau: "It has nothing to do with His Excellency Vlad... God, it was Miss Misha who forced His Excellency Vlad to make that decision yesterday night. She said she likes watching us being bullied... Why is this happening?"

  Inside the airport, the special agents who were monitoring Yidun's movements reported to their superior: "Boss, Yidun has left, and a large group of people from Shan Kou have followed them. Their destination is Austria, are they going to Vienna for music? God, that's...

  These agents stared blankly as Arthur, Skell, Hagen, and Murphy led a large group of people into the waiting hall. Apart from Troy's twenty or so powerful cultivators, Skell had also secretly assembled some high-ranking officials from the Vatican using his authority. In total, there were over a hundred people preparing to head to Austria for a showdown with Sakura. At the same time, Arthur had invited two elderly nobles of similar status to act as witnesses to ensure the fairness of this so-called duel. Of course, these two elderly nobles were well-versed in the secrets of the Arthur family...

  These agents immediately recognized Arthur, as during their training they had been shown photographs of all the important figures in London. The leader of the group quickly relayed the information upwards: "Boss, it's the Duke of Arthur and two other dukes...they've also chartered a plane... Destination? Oh, we'll check." Two minutes later, the agents sent back their intelligence: "They're headed to Austria."

  M was stunned in the office, she knew some legends about Arthur... A bad premonition emerged, were they going to do something in Austria?

  "Never mind, let's not bother with them. We can't control a rogue and we can't control an aristocrat either, so let them do what they want... London would be much safer without them."

  "Boss, Mr. Arthur is an important person, his actions..."

  She blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Are you worried about his safety? Oh, forget it. Look, they survived the intense explosion at the Tower of London, what else can harm them? David, maybe I should give you some clearance to take a look at certain documents."

  David was overjoyed in his heart, but his face was as calm as water, without any movement.

  The office door opened and a young man in black with a gloomy face walked in, saying in a low voice: "Director M? I've been ordered to assist you."

  He stood up, with a hint of caution, and stretched out his hand: "Mr. Xia? Welcome..."

  David gazed at the scene in front of him with a strange expression, while on the other side, two special planes had already taken off from British airspace one after another.