Tokyo, official organization headquarters.
The headquarters was set up in the suburbs of Tokyo. The official organization headquarters of various countries would rarely be set up in the bustling CBD. Not only for confidentiality, but places with too many people would also hinder the work of the Blood Descendants.
Especially in a city like Tokyo, occupying too much land was undoubtedly a waste of land resources, and if the area was too small, it would appear unstylish. Face was a common problem for all humans.
In the suburbs of Tokyo, the official organization headquarters covered an area of nearly one square kilometer. In addition to the usual office building, there was also a weapons research and development department, a medical department, a large warehouse for storing firearms and artifacts, a 3D printing workshop, and so on.
At 6: 30 pm, in the staff cafeteria, the officials of the official organization gathered and waited here early.
The underlings still attached great importance to welcoming the boss. Although the boss arrived in Japan early, he did not come to visit.
In order to welcome the 'reinforcements' from the Supers Association, the official organization invited the chef of a Michelin three-star restaurant to control the scene, and the top-grade ingredients were shipped in the morning.
They were waiting for the firecrackers to go off, and the whole village, no, when the boss came, the dishes would be served immediately.
Li Xianyu sat in the seat that symbolized the host and waited until 6: 30 pm, but he still did not see anyone from the Supers Association coming.
"This is to give us a show of strength, society, society." Li Xianyu ate peanuts and texted Zhanhime, who was far away in his motherland, to cultivate their relationship. He had been in Japan for half a month, but he did not have the time or energy to contact her.
Only now that the situation was settled did he have the time to ask about his girlfriend's situation.
What happened in Japan was tightly sealed by the official organization, and it did not spread abroad. Even the Blood Descendants of the country did not know the truth of the battle that happened in North Sea Cemetery three days ago.
Li Xianyu did not tell Zhanhime about this, as it was meaningless other than making her worried and angry. He only said that he had become the temporary leader of the official organization, and after he retired, he would receive a large amount of salary.
"How much? About a hundred million yen. "
"Can you change the currency unit to Chinese dollars, no, US dollars?" Thunder Zhanhime replied.
"You're asking the official organization to cut meat." Li Xianyu sent a knocking head emoji.
This woman.
If she had not met me, she would have taken a loan sooner or later.
With the depreciation of the Chinese currency, 100 million yen could be exchanged for about 6 million Chinese currency.
For ordinary people, it might be a huge sum of money, but for the government organizations, it was just a small amount.
If Li Xianyu hadn't fought for Kurumi Aoki's position, her salary would have been much higher. Of course, he couldn't tell Zhanhime about this. Otherwise, she would fly over to Japan at any moment and tear apart Kurumi Aoki.
Then, he was counter-killed.
Just then, San Wu walked in with Black Dragon in his hand. Black Dragon had a satisfied expression on its face. Its abdomen was bloated. Half of its body was in the air while the other half was on the ground.
It had just finished eating raw meat in the kitchen and was now extremely satisfied.
San Wu was currently the Black Dragon's feeder (breeder). Cui Hua only knew how to bully it, Great-grandmother was too lazy to care about it, and Li Xianyu hated to feed low-IQ pets, so everyone pushed the work to San Wu.
Learning from Li Xianyu, San Wu wrapped the Black Dragon around his waist and sat next to Great-grandmother.
Great-grandmother sat with a straight back, glancing at her great-grandson's text messages from time to time, chatting with the future great-daughter-in-law that she didn't think highly of.
At this time, an officer who was fluent in Chinese walked over and said to Li Xianyu, "They're here, Leader. We have to go downstairs to welcome them."
Li Xianyu had no objections. This was the courtesy of the host.
Thus, the officers followed the temporary leader downstairs. A few minutes later, they saw a fleet of black Mercedes-Benz coming from afar. Westerners in suits got out of the cars, expressionless and cold.
Li Xianyu immediately saw Victoria, who was tall and sexy with exquisite features. The curve of her butt and chest formed a perfect S shape, the kind of man who wanted to cry.
Victoria happened to look over and stared at him with her blue eyes.
Li Xianyu nodded slightly and retracted his gaze. Only then did he size up the president of the Supers Association, Beck Richardson, who could not be ignored.
His figure was different from the American men who worshiped muscles. He looked thin, and his face was thin, lean, and lean. His light green eyes were very bright, so bright that this person was very sharp.
He was of medium height, not handsome, but such a middle-aged man suppressed all the Blood Descendants around him, as if he was born to be a leader.
When the leaders of both sides met, Li Xianyu warmly extended his hand. "Hello!"
Beck Richardson did not extend his hand and asked in English, "What did you say?"
Li Xianyu was stunned. So, he did not know how to speak Chinese, so he repeated in increasingly standard English, "Hello."
Only then did Baker Richardson nod and extend his hand for a handshake. "Hello."
After withdrawing his hand, his gaze immediately stopped on Great-grandmother. Just like Li Xianyu, he extended his hand. "Hello."
Great-grandmother glanced at him. "What did you say?"
Beck Richardson said in fluent Chinese, "Hello."
Great-grandmother nodded slightly and reluctantly shook his hand.
Li Xianyu: "…"
Doesn't she know how to speak Chinese? Are you looking down on me, the descendant of Ghost Beast?
Tell your daughter to be careful.
The banquet quickly began. In the huge space, there were a total of ten tables. The Supers Association had sent fifty-two Blood Descendants this time, all of them elites.
Hot and delicious dishes were served one after another. Very few people moved their chopsticks. After all, eating was just a symbolic reception. It was more important to talk about business.
President Beck said that the Blood Descendants of Japan had been in turmoil since half a year ago, and the war was getting more and more intense, implicating countless ordinary people. This had seriously violated the rules of the Blood Descendants.
As an ally, the Supers Association had the obligation to help the official organizations eliminate internal problems.
Team Leader Li pointed out that it was natural for everyone to share experience and develop together. There was only one Earth, and everyone had the responsibility to maintain its stability and prosperity. On behalf of Japan, I thank the Supers Association for their warm help, but we have already calmed down.
President Beck said that the Supers Association was preparing to set up a branch in Japan to assist the official organizations in managing the Blood Descendants of Japan.
Team Leader Li said that they did not need it.
President Beck said, "No, you need it."
Both sides held friendly talks, learning from each other's management experience in promoting democracy and legal construction, and closely clashing on the topic of setting up a branch and not setting up a branch, making new contributions to promoting the comprehensive and in-depth development of the relationship between both sides.
At the table not far away, Ryder listened to the president and Li Xianyu's banter without missing a word, and his mouth kept twitching.
Even the domineering president who killed decisively became extremely shameless when it came to international issues, like a housewife waiting in the supermarket for a discount every day.
Was this the so-called politics?
If there was no Li Xianyu, he would probably directly make a request and forcefully ignore the opposition of the Blood Descendants of Japan. Be it their own strength or international influence, the Blood Descendants of Japan were far from being comparable to the Supers Association.
Moreover, the official organizations had always been the underlings of the Supers Association, and no one would help the official organizations uphold justice. At most, it would be Bosch jumping out to condemn them.
"Ryder, there are so many beauties at that table, your sister can't even show her charm sitting there." Beside him, his friend who was drinking pushed Ryder's shoulder.
"You, no matter where you go, you only stare at women," Ryder said unhappily.
The friend beside him was called Will Guderian, a student of the vice president, Milaris King. His position was the same as Victoria's, a captain. He was considered a middle-level officer in the Supers Association.
This guy had long reached the peak of Grade S strength, and with his teacher's relationship, he could have entered the upper echelons a few years ago. However, because he liked beauties, he was reported a few years ago for taking bribes, and he was almost fired.
His teacher, Milaris, vouched for him, and Will wrote a letter to the upper echelons of the organization expressing his remorse, saying that he would not do it again, and only then did he manage to keep his position.
He had a good relationship with Ryder. Some time ago, in order to prove his integrity, Ryder went crazy looking for girls to communicate with, and it was this guy who led the way.
"It's not strange that Victoria can't show her charm." Ryder drank a mouthful of wine, not caring that his sister's beauty was' suppressed '.
Not to mention that the women around Li Xianyu were all stunning beauties, on the side of the official organization, Kuri Aoki herself was a superhuman beauty in civilized Europe. Her beautiful appearance, slender figure, and perfect charm made her a top beauty in the eyes of men.
In addition, there was also the official organization's famous social butterfly, Mie Takahashi. This was the official organization's face, and she had accompanied the organization's upper echelons to various international events.
She was a first-class vase in her early thirties, and in terms of charm, no woman at the table could compare to her.
"What are they talking about?" Will stared at the charming beauties.
"The president proposed to establish a branch in Japan, but Li Xianyu rejected it. This should be the intention of the official organization," Ryder replied.
"That's to be expected. Isn't that why the president is here? If the official organization doesn't agree, then we will fight until they agree. We are here to help eradicate the Tenjin Association, since we have contributed, of course, there should be a corresponding return. "Will said matter-of-factly.
Although they haven't contributed yet, wasn't this something that was bound to happen?
"These few years, Bosch has become stronger and stronger. And our control over the Bloodline World of various countries has decreased, in the long run, China will be the leader of the Bloodline World. "
"This time, no matter what, we must establish a branch in Japan."
The others also joined in the conversation and expressed their opinions.
"Li Xianyu is only half a step into Extreme Dao, but with Unparalleled Fighting Soul here, can the president be her opponent?"
"Li Xianyu is only half a step into Extreme Dao, then Unparalleled Fighting Soul is still in the Extreme Dao realm. If it's the Extreme Dao realm, has our president ever been afraid of anyone?"
"But if Li Xianyu and Unparalleled Fighting Soul join forces, the president definitely won't be able to defeat them."
"Li Xianyu is only half a step into Extreme Dao, he is far from it. If he wants to interfere in the battle of Extreme Dao, then he is courting death. "
At the main table.
Seeing Li Xianyu's determined attitude, it was impossible to solve the problem through communication. Baker Richardson remembered his second purpose of coming to Japan.
He looked at Great-grandmother. "I've always heard that Unparalleled Fighting Soul is an existence that stands at the peak of the Bloodline World. When the previous generation of Li family's heir died, my cultivation was not enough. I originally thought that I wouldn't have the chance to challenge Unparalleled Fighting Soul, but I didn't expect this generation's heir to advance so quickly, already half a step into Extreme Dao in half a year. "
"In my own name, I challenge you."
If not for this generation's heir's rapid and savage growth, Baker Richardson felt that he might not have the chance to challenge Unparalleled Fighting Soul in his lifetime.
Because according to normal development, even if this generation's heir could reach half a step into Extreme Dao, he would be middle-aged, and by then, Richardson would be old, over 70 years old. Even for Extreme Dao experts, there was a huge difference between the prime of life and the old.
Everyone in the Superpower Association was excited, and they all looked at him fervently.
It's here!
The president issued a challenge.
The president was a martial arts fanatic, a battle-crazed maniac. Before he stepped into Extreme Dao, he challenged experts from all over the world and had never lost. Anyone who accepted his challenge would obediently hand over their secret arts.
When he first stepped into Extreme Dao, he dared to challenge China's Extreme Dao experts, and it ended in a draw. At that time, Buddha Head had already stepped into Extreme Dao for many years, and the comparison of the potential of both parties was obvious.
There was also a rumor within the Superpower Association that the president once went to Africa to challenge the reclusive chief, and it seemed that he won.
Although it was not confirmed, everyone was willing to believe it.
Putting aside the fact that the Vatican's Pope was parasitized by an Ancient Demon, but since the Pope was killed by a few half-step Extreme Dao experts, he was probably not as good as the president.
In other words, among the four Extreme Dao experts in the Bloodline World, the president was undoubtedly the number one.
Now, facing Unparalleled Fighting Soul, who was also in the Extreme Dao realm, he might not lose.
He didn't mention the iconic 'secret art bet', which means that the proposal to establish a branch is the bet. If he wins, the Superpower Association will establish a branch in Japan, and if he loses, it will be as if nothing happened, Li Xianyu analyzed.
Great-grandmother ignored Richardson. She had already been controlled by the delicious food made by the chef of a Michelin three-star restaurant, and she just ate and drank.
This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The chef in Bosch could not compare at all, and her great-grandson had never taken her to a Michelin restaurant.
In comparison, how could fighting be more important than eating?
"Unparalleled Fighting Soul doesn't dare to accept the challenge?"
"That way of eating, it must be an excuse to avoid the challenge."
How could Unparalleled Fighting Soul eat like that? It was completely inconsistent with her identity.
"Does that mean that our president is invincible in the Extreme Dao realm?"
The Bloodlines of the Superpower Association were slightly excited.
The deputy leader of the official organization repeatedly winked, hoping that Li Xianyu would agree on behalf of Great-grandmother.
No, it is completely meaningless for Great-grandmother to fight with him. It must be me, the one who grasps the Sword of Air.
The Sword of Air will not show its terrifying miraculous power against ordinary Bloodlines. Only when it cuts the body of an Ancient Demon will there be a 'corrosion' phenomenon.
I'm just waiting for you to challenge me. Let's see if it's Richardson or Walker.
Li Xianyu coughed and looked at Baker Richardson. "I have a suggestion."
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