Halson probably never dreamed that the enemy he had always feared was actually right in front of him.

As long as Lin Chong is willing, he can be killed at any time.

The reason why I didn't do that was mainly because Lin Chong didn't want to alert the enemy.

Inside the Secret Service, Halson is not an important role.

Maybe he has some little power in his hands, but his status is far from being compared with the dead Cheng Ailun and the escaped Richard, at best, it can only be considered an errand.

Lin Chong’s goal is to make big fish behind the scenes.

There is no need to waste hard-won opportunities for a mere shrimp.

A ghost who came and went without a trace appeared in Akasaka Ligu.

It wanders in every room and corner, from east to west, from south to north, from magnificent VIP room to dark and small tool room, and it has its figure in almost every place.

But no one noticed it.

Before we knew it, night fell.

When the lights first came on, Akasaka Li Palace finally became lively.

The huge palace covering an area of ​​10,000 meters is brightly lit, making it the most eye-catching building in Chiyoda District.

The 100-meter-long red carpet is paved from the hall to the square, which is extremely grand and grand.

On both sides of the carpet, every three meters, there was a security guard wearing a black suit and a serious expression standing.

They stood with their hands behind their backs, their eyes not squinted, and their spines were straight.

There are more security personnel hiding in the dark.

Where the light cannot shine, you can vaguely see ghostly figures flashing, which is a Fusang ninja who is used to sneaking in the darkness.

At the top of several other buildings near Akasaka Ligu, several top snipers were guarding with guns to guard against sudden attacks.

At the same time, security personnel were constantly patrolling back and forth in the square in front of Akasaka Ligu.

They were in groups of three and six, and according to a fixed route, they wove a large and airtight net around Akasaka Ligumi.

These security personnel have different skin colors, appearances, and different origins.

Some are affiliated with the White Eagle Federation, while some are from the Fusang Kingdom.

Among them are powerful warriors, experienced policemen, genetically modified people who have undergone cruel training, and elite military personnel carefully selected by the Secret Information Agency.

They were clearly distinguished from each other and did not interfere with each other, but they jointly protected Akasaka Li Palace, guarding this Western palace so that water could not be poured in or needles could not be inserted.

Tonight's cocktail party is of great importance and cannot be misunderstood, so it is so mobilized to mobilize many people.

At the entrance of the hall, a well-dressed middle-aged man looked forward to it.

The middle-aged man was short and fat, with a greasy face, soybean-sized eyes shining, and his slightly sparse hair was combed meticulously.

Behind the middle-aged man, a large group of people stood in a hurry, all of whom were in suits and ties, full of style.

"Why haven't arrived yet?"

The middle-aged man raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the square suddenly opened to both sides and a luxury car drove in.

The middle-aged man immediately became energetic, tidyed his collar, showed his best mental state, and took the crowd behind him to take the initiative to greet him.

The limousine stops at the end of the red carpet.

In the eyes of everyone, a shiny black leather shoe stretched out from the car and stepped on the carpet steadily.

The owner of the leather shoes is a burly and strong man, nearly two meters tall, with deep and three-dimensional facial features, and the outline of the cheeks is like a knife and axe, giving people a sense of hardness and coldness.

He was wearing a decent dark blue suit, his muscles were as strong as rocks, as if he wanted to break the suit, and with his vigorous hair and fierce momentum, he stood there like a North American brown bear.

After getting off the bus, the strong man looked around habitually, his eyes sharp and deep.

"Good evening, Mr. Richard!"

The short and fat middle-aged man quickly walked to the strong man, with a warm smile on his face, and said in stiff English: "We're meeting again."

"Who are you?"

Richard frowned, feeling that the middle-aged man had a familiar face, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him.

"I am Eguchi Taro, the foreign guest manager of Akasaka Limiya, and I have received you."

The middle-aged man didn't feel offended by Richard at all, and his smile was still sincere.

"It turned out to be Mr. Eguchi."

Richard nodded and reached out to the middle-aged man named Taro Eguchi: "I'm glad to know you."

Taro Eguchi was flattered, and was stunned for a moment before stretching out his chubby hands, grabbed Richard's palm and shook it hard.

He felt that Richard was a little different from before.

In fact, it is indeed the case.

Since he lost a lot in Bee Harbor City, his subordinates were wiped out and he was spared alone, Richard's personality has become much more humble.

Because Richard understood a truth.

There are people above people, and there is heaven beyond heaven.

With his strength at the peak of the spiritual power, he may be able to run rampant in Fusang.

But at the other end of the sea, in that ancient and magical country, there are countless warriors who are stronger than him.

Even the master of the dragon-capturing and crane control ended up in a desperate situation. Which onion is the only master of Huajin?

Richard was deeply aware that he was not strong enough.

After fleeing back to Fusang in a panic, he learned from his mistakes, put away his arrogant attitude, and began to work hard to practice.

In order to go further, I even decided to perform a genetic modification surgery that I have always resisted, and strive to break through the bottleneck as soon as possible and enter the realm of a master.

"Have anyone else arrived?"

Richard lowered his head and asked Eguchi Taro.

“Some distinguished guests arrived early during the day.”

Taro Eguchi responded respectfully: "But, Mr. Shoner, the organizer of the cocktail party, has not arrived yet."

"Oak, thank you."

Richard patted Eguchi Taro on the shoulder and walked towards the entrance of Akasaka Liguchi Hall.

Taro Eguchi immediately winked at a beautiful girl next to her.

"Mr. Richard, I will lead you."

The beautiful girl understood and followed Richard step by step, and introduced herself in a sweet voice: "My name is Yuriko Takahashi. She is 25 years old this year. Her father is Takahashi Takahashi's Qakahashi from Noka Co., Ltd."

As soon as Richard left, several luxury cars rushed from afar.

Taro Eguchi rubbed his sore cheeks, cheered up again, and prepared to welcome guests.

In the front car, the left and right doors opened at the same time, and two tall and cold Asian young men walked out.

The clothes they wore were neither suits nor warrior clothes, but practice clothes with a strong Yanhuang style.

Eguchi Taro's smile froze.

The two Asian young men ignored Taro Eguchi and turned around and opened the door of a car behind.

Immediately afterwards, a black-haired man with an ordinary appearance entered Eguchi Taro's sight.

For some reason, when the black-haired man walked out of the car, Taro Eguchi and everyone behind him felt an indescribable sense of fear.
Chapter completed!