Chen Fei and Jingguangque sneaked all the way over on foot, and found the place easily among the ruins and rubble.
"Chirp!"
Xiao Jiu stood on his shoulder, looking at the walled yard that was about to move. There was a towering tree inside that was a hundred meters high. The canopy of the tree completely covered the entire yard, and the large leaves of the cattail leaf completely blocked the sun.
Even though it is midsummer at this time, not only is there no heat under the shade of the trees, but you can even feel a trace of cool air spreading around, and a cool breeze blowing on your face, making people feel extremely comfortable.
There was a lot of chirping in the canopy, and the sound of fluttering wings was coming and going. I don’t know how many birds were inhabiting here, making the tree their home, and perhaps forming a small ecological chain.
Less than a hundred meters away from the courtyard, there are desolate ruins and scorched earth with clear boundaries, even showing the state of lava.
This paradise-like courtyard was able to survive the red and blue fireballs falling from the sky. Perhaps it was not bad luck.
"go in!"
Chen Fei scratched the little bird's chin.
After getting permission, the little guy flapped his wings and flew into the courtyard wall and directly into the canopy of the tree.
He immediately opened the chest-high courtyard door, and a spacious courtyard covered with cobblestones as big as a finger came into view. The area within the wall was estimated to be no less than seven or eight thousand square meters.
In the center of the large courtyard, there is only one ancient-style building backed by towering trees. There are white paper shoji doors and lightly overhanging cornices. It has a clear Japanese or Tang style.
Ten carefully pruned five-needle pines, about the height of a person, stand symmetrically, forming a faint passage leading to this all-wooden single-story building.
Under the porch floor, there were already four pairs of shoes, some for men and some for women.
There were at least four people inside.
After walking a few steps, Chen Fei paused and looked at a five-needle pine with a slight frown.
There seemed to be something there, but he didn't see anything.
I knew there must be something weird about the yard that was able to survive the mutant attack on the city and was safe in the end.
Chen Fei didn't hesitate anymore and walked straight to the wooden house under the towering trees.
Take off your shoes, step on the floor, and then open the sliding door covered with white paper. A Japanese-style room covered with thick rush mats appears in front of you, with tatami mats on the floor.
There is a skylight on the roof for lighting. Although it is covered by a dense tree canopy and the sunlight cannot shine directly, the light from outside is enough to illuminate the inside of the house. What's more, there are some simple lighting lamps on the wooden pillars and suspended ceilings that support the roof, so
There are no blind spots of shadow.
There were already five people in the room. Four men and women were facing a bald man in plain clothes. To be precise, he should be a monk.
A smokeless charcoal fire was burning on the small red clay stove beside me, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.
The monk who was kneeling on the ground smiled at Chen Fei and raised his hand to point to the right side of the four people opposite him. There was an unoccupied soft cushion there, about two feet long and wide.
"Mr. Chen, please come in!"
Five soft cushions, no more, no less, just right, plus Chen Fei, it's all complete.
The message delivered by Team 04 Liaison Officer Rossi was vague and mysterious, and he refused to explain it clearly. When Chen Xiaoer came here, he could only take one step at a time.
"Hello!"
Guessing that the other party was the owner of this place, Chen Fei nodded in response and walked quickly towards the cushions.
If there is a muffled sound when you step on the tatami, it should be a raised floor. The board is hard and extremely thick, so the sound will be muffled.
The straw mat is exactly one square meter in size, very traditional Japanese style.
The other four men and women stared at Chen Fei as he came to the cushions and sat down cross-legged, as if they had been waiting for him.
Seeing Chen Fei twisting his waist unaccustomedly, trying to find a balance point, the monk said apologetically: "Sorry, there are no stools here."
"It doesn't matter!"
Chen Fei reluctantly sat still.
Crossing one's legs is difficult, and sitting on one's knees is even more unaccustomed to me.
"As you can see, I am Miyoshi Gakusen. Well, does it sound a little strange?"
The monk poured a cup of tea and placed it gracefully on the royal dining table. With a smooth push, it slid lightly on the tatami mat in front of Chen Fei. There was not even a drop of tea in the blue-black glaze cup.
No spills or spills.
Chen Fei's lips curled up, but he didn't say a word.
His surname is "Sanhao". It's not really "Sanhao", it's an ancestral Miao character. With this name, he's a godly Sanhao student or Sanhao monk!
The other four men and women showed no reaction at all.
It seems that this cold joke is not very popular. The monk shrugged his shoulders and said as if talking to himself: "My family is named Sanhao, and my parents gave me the name Xuesen."
Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a slightly exaggerated surprise: "Let me introduce it to you first."
He pointed to the first person on the left in front of him.
"Mr. Andrew, a third-level earth magician."
He was tall and muscular, with a full beard and long hair. He was like a walking male hormone. The man nodded slightly to the other four people beside him, including Chen Fei. However, he was not rough and showy, but his temperament
A bit of a show.
It's really a pity that this body of muscles is used as a magician. Throw away the staff and pick up a war hammer. This style of painting is the correct way to open it.
Then there is a young woman with naturally curly red hair and a proud figure.
"Ms. Masua, a level A wind power user."
The young woman, who was probably in her twenties, blinked at everyone.
"Turte, a ninth-level spiritual magician."
The monk pointed at a young man who looked immature. He was not even 20 years old. Whether he was an adult or not was still open to question.
"Hello everyone, I'm Stuart!"
The young man immediately waved his hands and looked left and right, with the unique enthusiasm of young people.
At a young age, he is already a spiritual magician of the ninth level of human status. Perhaps human status is not his end.
"Then there's Caroline, a B-level fire-type psychic."
The fourth person closest to Chen Fei was an aunt, and there was even a vegetable basket beside her, which already contained several slender carrots, beets, broccoli, onions and two large ribs.
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"I'm Caroline, the best at cooking and explosions!"
The grocery shopping lady with a vegetable basket beside her greeted Chen Fei and the others warmly with a smile on her face.
Cooking and exploding?
Chen Fei was confused.
All he could think of was popcorn, but could it be eaten?
At this moment, the Sanhao monk pointed at Chen Fei.
"Chen Fei, a B-level metal-type superpower."
Chen Xiaoer immediately came to his senses and quickly followed the example of the previous four people and said hello to everyone.
"Hello everyone!"
"Okay, the introduction is over!"
The monk clapped the origami fan in his hand and got to the point.
"You may still be wondering why everyone was called here. I hope you all know what happened yesterday."
Bang! The origami fan opens again.
This Miyoshi Gakusen is not like a monk, but he is quite suitable for the profession of a Japanese storyteller, "rakugoka".
Not only Chen Fei, everyone is very calm and composed. It seems that the people who can come here have been specially selected in terms of character. Guys who are frizzy and impulsive will not be selected.
The five of them all stared at the monk, waiting for him to reveal his answer.
Bang! The origami fan closes again.
"To fight back!" Monk Miyoshi Gakusori shook the origami fan in his hand and said, "I just got a confirmed list of key members of the 'Water Bear' organization."
The origami fan points to the five people in front of them.
Bang! The origami fan hit the palm of his hand, and Miyoshi Gakusen said categorically: "Your mission is to kill them one by one, assassination, poisoning, sniping, no matter what."
ha?
Chen Fei was a little confused. He just repaired fighter jets and drove a big truck with him. When would he start working as an assassin again?
Do you have such a talent?
If throwing 152 from a distance of dozens of kilometers counts, is he considered a heavy artillery assassin?
"Is it okay to explode?"
It is obvious that Aunt Caroline, a B-level fire superpower, has a true love for explosions.
"Don't hurt innocent people."
Monk Sanhaoxuesen did not answer directly, but the implication was self-evident.
Sovereignty has already said hello, so as long as it doesn't affect innocent people, you can just go ahead and do whatever you want.
The aunt showed a kind and gentle smile.
Walking male hormone, third-level earth magician Andri asked in a magnetic voice full of masculine charm: "Can you tell me where this list comes from?"
I was just slapped in the face yesterday, and today's revenge list came out, but everyone will be suspicious.
Chen Fei thought the same thing in his heart, and the expressions of the others were also the same, quite curious.
"Buddha said: It cannot be said, it cannot be said, Namo..."
Sanhaoxuesen clasped his hands together and was muttering something unknown, probably something like the Six-Tube Gatling Bodhisattva.
"Is there any specific action plan?"
Chen Fei raised his hand just like he did in school.
Including this monk, there are six people in total. Even if you take the list and harvest people's heads, it is useless just knowing the names on it!
Where do people live?
Are there any bodyguards?
How many bodyguards are there? How effective are they?
What about residential defense and warning facilities?
Without detailed intelligence support and combat plans, these people are simply giving away their lives thousands of miles away.
"Don't worry about this. I am the person in charge of this operation. You are responsible for the execution. Other things..."
The monk clapped his hands, and the soft applause echoed in the wooden house.
On the beams, on the tatami, and behind the wooden pillars, people wearing black clothes and covering their heads and faces kept popping up. There were about twenty people, making the empty room suddenly full of people.
"Ninja?"
The young man Stewart shouted in surprise, quickly took out his cell phone and pulled over a man in black.
The two of them come together, eggplant!
Katcha!
Work together.
"Indeed, Ninja!"
The corners of Miyoshi Xuesen's mouth were constantly twitching.
He knew Stewart's actual age, he was forty-nine this year.
Otherwise, the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee will not be able to bear the accusation of employing minors, and those international organizations will bite on it like mad dogs, using magnifying glasses to find faults and stuffing bones into eggs.
Chen Fei, on the other hand, looked suddenly enlightened. No wonder he noticed something unusual after entering the yard.
It turns out there are so many people hiding in every corner.
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