Chapter 522, Turtle Tony Stark Vegeta SpongeBob
"I don't know why, Dad."

"I just got the news that Angers is also on a plane from Chicago to here. It's a private plane, the Gulfstream G550, which was modified by the Equipment Department. It will only take about six hours."

Yuan Zhisheng was surprised: "But we haven't announced the 'decision to be independent' yet. Is the news accurate?"

"It should be accurate. Angers updated his Twitter status half an hour ago. This is what he announced himself."

"What a blatant move."

"Hilbert Jean Angers has always been such a flamboyant person."

"So, Dad, are you trying to get Utsunomiya and the others to attract the attention of Principal Ange?"

"Chisheng, although we think we are strong enough because we have been preparing for this day for nearly a hundred years, our enemy is Hilbert Jean Angers. No one in this world can underestimate this name."

"No, that's not what I meant, Dad. Do you think that compared to the secrets we have hidden, Colonel Ange... Ange would choose them first? To be honest, I don't understand. Even if he has strange powers of words, Ange is not the kind of old man who can't distinguish priorities. In fact, he has always been vigorous and resolute. I even suspect that in Ange's heart, the real idea is to get rid of us as soon as possible, so that he will have enough time to tour the country and visit the beast... the lone beast. Maybe in his eyes, our so-called "independence" is just a "protest", a farce of a child throwing a tantrum to win more love from his parents."

Yuan Zhisheng did not deny his father's statement about who Hilbert Jean Ange was...

...He is one of the founders of the Lionheart Society, his companions are Menek Cassel, Lu Shanyan, 'Chief' Brendan, 'Tiger' Jamal... His teachers are 'Gravedigger' Gambet, 'Silver Wing' Charlotte and 'Iron Cross' Mayek... ...He has been the principal of Cassel Academy since its establishment, and until now the board of directors has not been able to find anyone to replace him.

Hilbert Jean Angers himself is like a heavy monument recording the history of dragon slayers, inlaid with countless trophies and honors. He was the first person to walk on the dragon slaying battlefield, and he still is until now. The names associated with him are enough to move every half-blood. Just hearing the list of names in the glorious history of dragon slaying is shocking enough, just like a physicist hearing the names of Isaac Newton, Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein, and Michael Faraday listed together.

In short, he is the last person who survived from the secret party era to the academy era. He is the only person in history who has lived to this day with such great honor. Such a person really does not need to take anyone seriously.

"...Hehe, Zhisheng, you have grown a lot."

"I'm sorry, Dad. It's not what you think."

Gen Chisei shook his head, not wanting to explain. Tachibana Masamune did not ask further questions, but sighed and continued to explain.

"Yes, Hilbert Jean-Anger is a man that everyone would call a hero. He really doesn't need to take us seriously. But Chisheng, we have waited for this day for so many years. Since he set foot on this land seventy years ago, we have been labeled as 'cowardly'. Does he want to force us to give in? There is a cliff behind us, and we have no way out... Take a look at this research report by the head of the Miyamoto family."

Yuan Zhisheng lowered his head and started browsing.

Then his pupils shrank.

"Don't be nervous, Zhisheng. We still have time. The awakening of God also needs time. Just like you can see, the genes leaked from His body have formed a new ecosystem there. Those Asian dragons and Deadpools live around Him..." Tachibana Masamune paused, and then said: "Doesn't Angers need a reason to take him seriously? I think this is it."

“…This…old…”

Yuan Zhisheng opened and closed his mouth several times, his expression changed many times, but he still couldn't say anything.

Yuan Zhisheng is a smart man. In fact, there are very few fools among humans with dragon blood. The dragon genes do not allow their offspring to survive like slugs.

Before this, Gen Chisei had asked his father more than once, "Why did you leave Eri to an outsider to take care of?" But before today, his father always used excuses like "It's not the right time yet, one day you will understand." He once wondered if his father really valued the man named Utsunomiya Shuo so much that he even used Eri as a bait. After repeated consideration, Gen Chisei even had the idea of ​​"killing the original wife". After all, as a brother, he would not allow his sister to be with a philandering man.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

Even so, Yuan Zhisheng still had doubts.

"You want him to kill God?"

“No, killing God is our responsibility, and we shouldn’t pass it on to irrelevant people…” At this point, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Tachibana Masamune’s always tough face. For a moment, he really looked like an old man who was about to die. “…But we did involve others, and this is my sin. After this incident, I will step down as the head of the family. I’m sorry, Chisheng, the father you have always admired is such a weak person.”

"Dad..."

Facing Minamoto who wanted to deny what he said immediately, Tachibana Masamune raised his hand to stop him and continued:
"Don't make excuses for me, Chisheng. Even if I don't intend to hand this matter over to outsiders, I am still prepared to use Utsunomiya-kun. This is an indisputable fact. After we kill the gods, the barrier restricting the monsters on the seabed will disappear. Those irrational Deadpools and Dragon subspecies will land along the nearest coast and look for flesh and blood... Originally, this should be what Eri should do. No one else can do it."

"what do you mean……"

"Yes. Regardless of whether Utsunomiya-kun is the Dragon King or not, in my eyes he is a gentle and sunny boy, but he has a low self-esteem, a bit like you when you were a child..."

Tachibana Masamune looked at Minamoto Chisei gently, with a warm smile on his face that Minamoto Chisei could not understand.

"...and I am going to take advantage of his kindness. I am no longer qualified to lead the family."

“……” Yuan Zhisheng fell silent again.

……

South of Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefecture, and the outskirts of Yokohama City.

This is a deserted coastline. Before World War II, it was a series of fishing villages. Now the fishermen have moved to Yokohama and become citizens, leaving only the pier where they used to moor their fishing boats, which is beaten by the sea day after day.

The Gulfstream G550 stopped in front of the Hummer that Yuan Zhisheng was riding, like a mad bull charging at the bullfighter... no, the bullfighter, but was caught by the tail at the last moment. It was only a few meters away from hitting the Hummer, and Yuan Zhisheng, who was caught between the two, had no chance of survival.

"Mad man!" The pilot raised his middle finger to Yuan Zhisheng.

The hatch opened, and according to the rules, Yuan Zhisheng should have stepped forward to give a warm welcome and consider whether to give a passionate hug. But he sat still: "Who in the headquarters has a lighter? Lend me a light." He stared at the hatch, his eyes containing the clear light of a lightsaber.

Masamune's father once said that he had a pair of awe-inspiring evil eyes, and a coward facing such eyes would feel like being stung by a scorpion. Therefore, Genji rarely looked people in the eye, not wanting the other person to feel uncomfortable because of his eyes.

But today there was an old man with many monuments sitting on the plane. This centenarian was his teacher and principal. He had defeated him in a sword-fighting match on the day he graduated and left Kassel Academy. Or rather, he failed to defeat him, but Yuan Zhisheng didn't like that statement.

The reason for this is that he wanted to convey a message to Angers that this is Neon, not Kassel College, and even if you are the president of Kassel College, you are nothing here.

What surprised him was that the person who came was not the old man who made people feel like they were in the spring breeze, but...

…They were three young men wearing printed kimonos of the same material, with white socks and wooden clogs on their feet. They held three paper umbrellas of decent quality, with “white cranes and chrysanthemums,” “erupting Mount Fuji,” and “the best in the world” painted or written on them.

What the hell is this? Where is Ange? Where are the fully armed executive officers?

"Damn, this is the Neon Airport? It's really their style not to turn on the lights in the middle of the night."

"It's really cold. Don't they know to arrange for us to land in the VIP channel?"

"Boss, has your credit card been suspended recently? The material of this suit is not even as good as Finkel's suit."

"It has nothing to do with me. This was sent by the principal. He said it was a gift for our mission, but I always feel it's weird."

"Boss, do you think the Neon branch will send a big limo to pick us up? We came here on a special plane, so the car will be more upscale, right?"

"It's possible. The Japanese are a nation that values ​​face very much. Maybe they will arrange for a group of girl groups to come and give us flowers." The man seemed to claim to be the Japanese expert in the team.

Yuan Zhisheng thought about Ange's various reactions after seeing his action. Maybe he would walk towards him slowly with a smile on his face, and just when he thought he would take out a lighter, he would pull out a folding knife instead; maybe he would sneer on the spot, mocking his childishness and stupidity; maybe... he would be like Princess Romanov in the coffee shop, just taking a quick glance at him as if nothing had happened.

In a previous conversation with his father, his father said that he had grown up. In fact, it was because after meeting the last princess of the Romanov family, Yuan Zhisheng had to put aside his contempt.

His evil eye and bloodline have always been far superior to his peers, even those in the past or those who have died. This is the bloodline of the 'Emperor', there is nothing wrong with it.

But this pride seemed to be deflated by the blonde girl.

Yuan Zhisheng seemed a little dazed.

——What are these?

……

"Attention, people in the black Hummer! We are the Kanagawa Prefectural Police. You are suspected of committing a violent crime. Stop immediately and allow inspection! Put down your weapons immediately!" The amplified voice swept across the salt marsh like a hurricane.

On the highway not far away, large areas of police lights were on and sirens were blaring, deafening. At some point, the quiet highway was already filled with police cars, and fully armed police officers were using car doors as shields and aiming their guns. Along the highway, the lights were dense and covered their group from all directions.

"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei was shocked. "We just landed and haven't even passed through customs yet. How come we alerted the police?"

"This is Yokohama. You don't have documents, so you can't land in Tokyo." Yuan Zhisheng said, "Is Principal Ange not here?"

This is a lie. Minamoto Chisei chose this place on purpose. Izu is next to Kanagawa, and all planes from the American continent pass through there.

"Principal? The principal is coming too? I've been fooled! I knew this tractor-like plane was a piece of rubbish."

There was a constant chattering behind him, and for a brief moment, Yuan Zhisheng felt like he was sitting in a carriage filled with "Tony Stark", "Vegeta" and "SpongeBob SquarePants". The amazing thing was that Tony Stark and SpongeBob SquarePants were complaining back and forth, and Vegeta would occasionally agree with them and correct their mistakes.

Maybe we should send Yasha and Crow to pick them up, and pour these three guys into cement piles and drive them into the salt marsh... It's not something that can't be done... right? Yuan Zhisheng thought silently.

Yuan Zhisheng thought of Christmas Day three years ago, when Genji Heavy Industries welcomed a strange guest. The guest waited for several hours in the lobby on the first floor very stiffly and politely. Just when everyone thought that this was another whimsical and passionate young man who dreamed of "soaring to the sky", it turned out that the head of the family came in person and kindly, or enthusiastically, invited the guest upstairs.

What is even more amazing is that the guest who looked very distinguished by this action should have been very angry after being treated as a minion and left alone for several hours. At the very least, he should have said a few words to reprimand him. But the guest remained respectful from beginning to end.

There really are all kinds of people in this world.

Yuan Zhisheng withdrew his thoughts.

"Sakura, run east along the coast and enter the Chiba highway."

"Yes."

"Chiba? Isn't Tokyo our target? Or is it that the branch can't handle this matter and we need to hide temporarily? If you don't mind, can you lend me a personal missile? I'll take care of the guy who's shouting first." This is Tony Stark who has already rolled up his sleeves.

"If we're heading to Tokyo, Chiba isn't on the way." This is a certain Vegeta.

"Oh oh oh!? I know, I know, Chiba on the Izu Peninsula, the hometown of hot springs! So our goal is hot springs, right? By the way, is your mixed bathing culture still there?" This is SpongeBob SquarePants.

"The Neon Division is better than I thought," Tony Stark nodded slowly to show his appreciation and commented, "At least you guys did a very detailed job."

Yuan Zhisheng didn't know what expression he should use. Should he accept the compliment with a smile, or slap the guy and yell, "Don't talk to me with this 'leader going to the countryside to inspect work' attitude!"
(End of this chapter)