Chapter 261 Bai Zini: I have two friends coming to live with us
08:31 London time, sewer.

A fishy-smelling liquid is flowing slowly. The colors are blue, green and yellow, and the colors are quite chaotic. People with pica may feast their eyes and whet their appetite when they come here.

And beside this river made of excrement and unknown liquid, there is a passage for people to pass through.

At this time, a cartoon truck the size of a palm was slowly driving above the corridor.

"No dude, you guys really opened a speakeasy in the sewers?"

Inside the cargo box, Ke Mingye asked Amemiya Ying, looking at him with a rather strange look.

"That's right. Although I haven't seen it myself." Amamiya Ying nodded, "I just contributed an idea and told them that it would be less likely to be discovered. To be honest, I didn't expect them to actually put it into practice."

Ke Mingye took a deep breath and admired TK's wisdom.

"It's a good idea, but don't think about it next time," he said with emotion.

Orange Peel smiled and said in Chinese: "Mr. TK is really bold. I thought that Dr. Lizard in Spider-Man built a laboratory in the sewer, which was already fantastic enough."

Fan Quan flipped through the book and said, "Revolutionaries are like this. When God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry and his body empty."

"And you're on their back. Is that why they built a bar next to shit and urine?" Ke Mingye complained.

Orange peel joked in Chinese: "Be content, considering your attitude towards him just now, it's already very decent of me not to let you two make wine with feces and urine."

"By the way, I didn't ask because I was in a passive position just now..." Amamiya Ying hesitated to speak.

"What do you want to ask?" Fanquan asked.

"Why does your friend look like this?" Amemiya Ying said while looking at Ke Mingye. Because he had no clothes on, the body of Ke Mingye, the trickster doll, still maintained a gray halo.

"He's the Dice Freak." Anti-Dog said, "You should have heard of this name."

"The dice freak..." Amamiya Ying was shocked, "Is he one of you?"

"No, he is not one of us, but to be precise he can be one of anyone. You can think of him as a 'mercenary', as long as he is interested, he will get involved in anything."

"Wouldn't it be too dangerous to let him know the location of our base?" Amamiya Ying asked in a low voice, "After all, according to what you said, strictly speaking he is not one of ours."

"It doesn't matter. I have already reached an agreement with him through some means. I am sure he will not betray you."

"Is that so..." Amamiya Ying murmured, "That's good."

Fanquan glanced outside the cargo box, then checked the time on his phone: "This truck will be restored to its original state in 30 seconds, so just abandon it here for now."

"That's all. My people will come and deal with the truck later. You don't need to worry about it." Amamiya Ying said, "You should think about how to leave London. Because of the asylum, the control bureau has probably blocked the whole city. It is basically impossible to leave from the airport, port, or train station. I suggest you stay with me and avoid the limelight for a while. Wait until the impact of the incident is over before leaving."

"No, we're leaving today." Fanquan replied calmly without even looking up, "As for how to leave London, there's no need for you to think about it for us, Mr. TK. We have our own way."

"That's good."

Amemiya Ying nodded.

"By the way, I can lend you my nursing coat. It's long enough to reach your calves." Orange Peel said as he walked into the cargo box and handed his coat to Ke Mingye.

"Thanks."

Ke Mingye put on his coat, buttoned it up, and then transformed his lower body into a human form, even replicating his leg hair.

Amemiya Ying let out a breath of cold air. He only learned about these things in the outside world when he was reading the newspaper in prison. He learned that a mysterious figure called the Dice Monster had appeared around Beijing recently.

Now it seems that this person is indeed cunning and his methods are extraordinary.

How many people in the world could have done such a thing besides this weirdo, turning this truck into a toy truck?
Ke Mingye met Amemiya Ying's gaze, turned to Fanquan and whispered in Chinese: "Why are you looking at me, TK? Are you interested in the leg hair I just created?"

"Stand users attract Stand users, and gays attract gays." Fanquan replied in Chinese.

"It seems that you want me to use that photo."

"Don't take revenge on someone else."

Not long after, the four of them got out of the car, and their bodies returned to their original proportions and sizes. They walked down the corridor, and finally, as Amamiya Ying said, they saw a bar.

Ke Mingye walked into the brightly lit bar with a look of curiosity on his face, where rock music from the last century was playing.

The bodyguard wearing sunglasses had been waiting at the door for a long time. He glanced at Amamiya Ying, then called a group of people to surround them and walked into a private room in the bar.

The appearance and identity of Amemiya Ying is still a mystery to most people in the organization. Over the years, everyone only knew that their leader was a mysterious figure, but they did not know that he was a mentally ill patient imprisoned in a mental hospital.

Similarly, since he had never seen anyone from the organization in person, he naturally would not trust everyone.

A moment later, inside the box.

"Come to think of it, I haven't had a drink in a long time. The last time I had a drink was when I was 17 years old." Amemiya Ying put down the wine glass on the table, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly.

After saying that, he looked up at the other three people in the box, and saw that Ke Mingye and Fan Quan were both sitting quietly, with no intention of drinking.

"Don't you like drinking?" Amemiya Ying shook the wine glass and asked curiously.

"We elementary school students only drink orange juice, otherwise our mothers will spank us." Ke Mingye replied nonchalantly, leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.

"I don't drink and I don't like people who drink," said Fan Quan.

Upon hearing this, Amemiya Ying had no choice but to turn his head and look at the silent Orange Peel.

"I guess I'm the only one drinking."

Orange Peel chuckled twice. He was still in Tokyo, a time of feasting and revelry. In the gigolo club, he had to be forced to drink by rich ladies every day. Those rich ladies would not admit he was drunk every day. After a month of practice, his alcohol tolerance was much better than before, and naturally he developed a hobby of drinking.

[Failed Man: My main body is almost ready for dinner, so hurry up and run. Unless you want me to stay here with you with a split personality, but I don't want the weirdos and Little Red Riding Hood to cause any trouble, so forget it.]

【Anti-dog: OK.】

"Mr. TK, it's time for us to go." Ke Mingye suddenly stretched and spoke.

"Leaving so soon?" There was surprise in Amemiya Ying's eyes.

"Since we have escorted you here, our mission has been overfulfilled. There is no reason not to leave." Fanquan said.

Orange peel drank his wine silently, and the child did not interrupt when the adults were talking.

Amemiya Ying was silent for a moment: "Tell the leader of the Tengu Front my thanks for me. I will contact him after this storm has passed."

"Okay." Anti-Dog paused, "Finally, I have a question for you."

"ask."

Fanquan turned to Orange Peel and Ke Mingye and said, "You two should go out first. I want to talk to Mr. TK alone."

The two men stood up and left without any hesitation, closing the door of the box behind them.

Seeing this, Fanquan turned around and looked at Amemiya Ying.

"What do you want to ask me?" said Amamiya Ying.

Anti-Dog said, "You were locked up in Bedlam Asylum, but you still overcame numerous obstacles to found the anti-superhuman organization 'Revolutionary Evening Bell' in London, and even made it one of the world's major anti-superhuman organizations. This is enough to show your ambition. But compared to how you did it, I am more curious about what is the driving force that made you work so hard to achieve this step?"

"It's very simple." Amemiya Ying had a blank expression. "Japan is rotten to the core. Those shady mafia families have firmly established themselves at the top of this country through the relationship with the Super Hero Association. If we want to change this country, we can only start from the foundation and overturn and reconstruct it step by step."

He paused, lowered his eyebrows and said, "So, I want to accumulate strength in London first, and then set off a revolution in Japan. In this revolution, I will kill all the bastards who deserve to be killed, and let those beasts who are just sitting there doing nothing understand how insignificant they are."

Hearing this, Fanquan was silent for a while.

He asked: "Do the 'bastards who deserve to be killed' and 'beasts who are doing nothing but eating for free' you mentioned include your family?"

"Of course, I'm not someone who would consider personal feelings. Their sacrifice was necessary." Amamiya Ying paused, "Besides, I haven't forgotten what they did to me. This blood relationship only makes me feel sick."

"I understand." Fanquan said calmly, "Then in order to prevent future troubles, I must remind you of one thing."

"Just say it straight."

"A month ago, we killed your two brothers on the streets of Shinjuku, Tokyo." "Really? I heard that it was done by the Tengu Front, but I was wondering how they could kill my two brothers silently with their abilities. And when you said in the car that you were from the Tengu Front, I kept thinking, is it possible that you did it? Then everything would make sense."

As he spoke, Amemiya Ying let out a deep breath.

"It was indeed us who did it." Anti-Dog said, "Although it may offend you, if you have a problem with us killing your family, then I will kill you here and leave."

As he said this, he pushed up his glasses on his nose.

Amemiya Ying was silent for a moment.

In the end, he did not answer the question, but just said: "I will emphasize your role in this matter to your boss, and I hope it will be helpful to you. With your ability, it would be a shame if you did not serve as a senior person in that organization, although it is only a matter of time."

"It seems that you have already given your answer."

"To achieve great things, one must make choices." Amamiya Ying took a sip of wine and said softly, "I want to change the whole of Japan, and my family is part of it. They may even be the trigger for me to come up with this idea."

"Really..." Fanquan said, standing up, "I've asked everything I wanted to know. Happy cooperation."

Amamiya Ying said solemnly: "I think you will become a big man in the future. After all, you have just entered the mental hospital and you have solved the puzzle I have set for so many years. I am honored to establish a cooperative relationship with you now."

"Thank you. I have to go now. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Fanquan left the box calmly and walked towards the exit of the bar. Many people looked at him on the way, but he was still wearing a human face mask, so he was not afraid of any problems.

After arriving at the sewer corridor, I looked up and saw Orange Peel and Ke Mingye leaning against the wall, absorbed in playing the playing cards they had just picked up from the bar.

"Are you done yet?"

Hearing the footsteps, Ke Mingye turned his head to look at Fanquan.

"It's done."

"Let's go then."

After saying that, the three of them walked towards the front of the corridor.

"So... after working for so long, we finally achieved our first goal?"

In the corridor so quiet that the only sound could be heard was the sound of running water, Orange Peel raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned his head and spoke to the two of them.

"Yes, I have controlled the leader of the Revolutionary Evening Bell, the largest anti-superhuman organization in London." Anti-Dog adjusted his glasses, "Next is the Tengu Front. After this incident, the leader of the Tengu Front should agree to meet with me. This is equivalent to having a stable intelligence chain in Japan and the UK, which will facilitate future operations in foreign countries."

"After Japan, there are organizations in the United States, Russia, and Denmark..." Ke Mingye shrugged and yawned, "It's such a long journey, it can be considered a world tour."

"One step at a time." Anti-Dog said, "Starting with Amemiya Eagle, I will insert 10 blades of truth into the bodies of these organization leaders. This will be equivalent to controlling the anti-superhuman organizations around the world."

"I'm going to explode here, so I won't go on the train with you guys."

"Okay." Fanquan said, "See you later."

"Okay, don't get caught by my brother on the way back, otherwise no one can save you."

"Do not worry."

Ke Mingye shrugged, sat down against the old wall, curled up into a ball, and his body began to heat up and crack violently.

Anti-Dog casually released a skill and built a bone prison for him, binding him inside and suppressing the range of the explosion.

Finally, in the dim firelight, the figures of Fanquan and Orange Peel gradually walked away.

At the same time, it was 5 p.m. Beijing time.

It was almost dusk. Ke Mingye opened his eyes from the bed and looked out the window at the sky which was covered with a layer of afterglow. The clouds burned red by the setting sun looked like red wine.

He sat up from the bed, rubbed the Tianming acupoint, and then took out his phone from under the pillow. He had just unlocked the screen when three WeChat messages popped up on the interface.

【Bai Zini: Brother, I have something to tell you. 】

【Bai Zini: Are you taking a nap? 】

【Bai Zini: You are such a pig. You sleep all day long, but you can’t sleep to death. Remember to call me when you wake up later.】

Ke Mingye curled his lips and thought to himself, if you have a problem with me taking a nap, what will you do if I die in front of you and can't wake up?

He lifted his finger, typed, and sent a message.

[Ke Mingye: I'm awake, what's the matter? ]

【Bai Zini: Pig pig pig pig pig pig pig. 】

【Ke Mingye: Blocked. 】

【Bai Zini: Then just block me. 】

[Ke Mingye: So what’s going on? ]

[Bai Zini: Open the door, I'm outside the room. ]

When Ke Mingye saw this message, there was a gentle knock on the door.

He sighed, climbed out of bed, put on his slippers, scratched his messy hair, walked to the door, turned the doorknob, opened the door, and saw a pretty little face.

"what?"

Bai Zini put her hands behind her back, leaned closer to him, and said mysteriously, "I have something secret to discuss with you. Let's go to your room first."

Ke Mingye said calmly: "No good will come of it if I get involved with you." After that, he closed the door.

There was an impatient knock on the door, and Yuriko's meowing was heard as she was woken up from her nap. If the animal translation technique was turned on, you would probably be able to hear that she was cursing.

Ke Mingye opened the door again.

Bai Zini said coldly: "Comrade Blue Owl, if you continue to treat your good sister in this way, I will tell my mother that you are acting like a superhero, understand?"

"Haha, I said you were being a magical girl."

"Oh, then we'll die together."

"come in."

Bai Zini snorted softly, walked past Ke Mingye into the room, and sat down next to the bed.

Ke Mingye sat on the cabinet opposite her and took a book from his hip. "So?"

Bai Zini hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Here's the thing, two of my friends are going to stay at our house for a while."

"Oh, and then?" Ke Mingye was just perfunctorily answering when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and changed the subject: "Wait, the two friends you mentioned are not magical girls, right?"

Hearing this, Baizini nodded silently.

Ke Mingye stared at him in surprise, bent down, and asked cautiously, "Is the garbage collector also in there?"

Bai Zini's eyes twitched, and she looked at her brother of low character and nodded contemptuously, "Yeah, she's in there too."

She paused. “Do you know what she would say if she were here?”

"What will you say?" Ke Mingye tilted his head.

Bai Zini coughed twice, closed her eyes and prepared herself, then changed into the tone of Little Red Riding Hood and repeated her Bible in a pitiful manner.

"We little girls who grew up with garbage in our mouths really don't deserve to live under the same roof with you little boys who grew up with silver spoons in their mouths."

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