Reunion in the New World [Zhuban Feiquan]

Tokaima, who was hung up on the phone, scratched two handfuls of hair against the window glass, very troubled.

Well, long hair?

But the long fluttering hair is not domineering at all, and it doesn't fit his image of aloof and tough guy!

dong dong——

"Senju, this, uh." A foreign beauty with profound features pushed the door in, and saw a messy white hair on the door, frowning.

"Erica," Fei Jian quickly recovered his cold and paralyzed face, "Did you bring the things?"

"Hmm." Erica endured the upturned corners of her mouth, oops, why is senju so cute just now, "The new drug has a big problem. This is a new pharmacological report, the effect is far from ideal, and the mutation is serious, but still No reason could be found."

"I'll go back to the lab to have a look." Toikama casually flipped through the documents, still thinking about the hair problem.

"Also...Master Miles is clamoring to see you." Erica walked towards the door and leaned against the side of the desk.

Feijian paused, said nothing, and raised his hand to indicate that Erica could go back.

Erica didn't leave right away, staring at Tomona's face for a long time, "Senju, are you still going to Japan?"

Tokaima met Erica's complicated eyes, "I have already returned to my nationality, and I should settle in Japan."

What about us?

Erica's red lips moved, but she still didn't ask.But her reluctance directly exposed her thoughts. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not proper for her to blame her like this.

"Italy will probably be handed over to you in the future. The company may be merged into Qiansen in the future, and you will be the direct person in charge here." The document was returned to her, "I believe in your ability." This woman's Ability should not be underestimated, and he cooperated quite well with his previous research work. Well, how about moving the research department back to Japan?This is a talent.

Erica grabbed the documents angrily, very dissatisfied, "I'm just a researcher! Not a supervisor! Increase salary!"

Feijian raised his eyebrows indifferently, and told Erica to leave, "Call Kazuki."

...

The sky was so overcast that there was no light, the clouds were splashed with ink, and the sporadic rain was scattered.

He Shu drove to the villa in the suburbs.Feima leaned against the back seat, closed his eyes and meditated.

"My lord, do you want to see Miles by yourself, sir?"

"Yeah." Tomona opened his eyes, and looked at Heshu in the rearview mirror, and the vermilion eyes looked at Heshu a little flustered, sure enough, the red eyes of adults are still very scary!

"Has anything happened here recently?"

"This...no." He Shu thought for a while and shook his head.

"Ah."

The place is getting more and more remote, the forest is deep and the trees are dense, and the car finally stops in front of an old villa.

In the garden on the top floor, the much older man sat on a wooden chair and watched the much dilapidated garden quietly until he went upstairs.

"Miles." A cool voice came from behind.

Miles turned around slowly. The tall young man at the door was against the light, his face was still paralyzed, but his eyes were full of undisguised indifference. He has a sense of oppression that seems like a god.

In the dazzling halo, Myers saw the snow-white dough when he was a child, the mature kid when he was young, and the outstanding scientific research talent when he was young. He participated in all his growth, although he didn't like it, he cared about it.He tried his best to cultivate him to be outstanding. After all, it is only meaningful if the perfect thing is smashed.No matter who the two brothers destroyed, the final expression must be beautiful.But when did it change? That silent and well-behaved young man suddenly made an attack, with his sharp blade out of its sheath, showing its sharpness, and unexpectedly turned the sky under his nose, caught him by surprise, and lost all games.

Miles narrowed his eyes and smiled mockingly, "Senju, what a trick."

Feijian sat down on the wooden chair opposite, put his feet up, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, raised his jaw slightly, and had a strong aura. He didn't look like a scientific research house who had been obsessed with the research room all year round. This natural posture of a high-ranking person Seeing Miles's anger and blood surging, this kid is not simple, he hides so deeply.

"You're welcome." Fei Jian looked at the man with an ugly face, "What do you want me for?"

Miles was silent for a while, but still asked.

"When did you know."

"Know what? My life experience? The death of my parents? Your brother's plan to fight against the wall?" Fei Jian tilted his head, his slender phoenix eyes half-smile, as if looking at a tiny ant.

The corner of Myers' mouth twitched, "You actually know everything... No wonder, so straightforward, I have raised you for more than twenty years anyway."

"So you are still alive." Fei Jian casually glanced at the flowers.

"Little devil, although you have very good means, do you know the consequences of taking power in a short period of time but then throwing your hands away?" Miles knocked on the wooden handle with fingers like dead branches, and finally, with a click, he put the wooden handle on A piece of hmm went down.

"Are you talking about treason?"

boom--

The wooden chair sitting between the doors slumped suddenly, and a circle of steel bars was raised around it to form a cage. More than a dozen black muzzles protruded from the dilapidated flowers and corridors, facing the cage.

"What a blessing, come alone." Miles stood up leaning on a cane, looked at the door in the cage and smiled, "My decades of connections are not something you can replace overnight."

"Japan, I will clean it up myself, and take your head with you. Now, pay for your arrogance." Miles looked at the child who was cut out and raised by himself, and sighed a little, how wonderful Talent, I didn't want to kill him at first, but it's a pity, "I'm really looking forward to Senshou Zhujian's expression."

With a wave of his hand, the bullet was loaded.

"Ah."

"Ah-"

Hashirama rubbed his itchy nose, curled up on the recliner, glanced at the empty old house, and said very sadly, "When will Toikama come back?"

He is lonely, lonely, and cold.

The author has something to say:

What the hell is this!I can't make it up myself!Sure enough, I can only write about brainless cookies. This kind of conspiracy that stands at the pinnacle of the world's military power will not work!It’s better to go back to Japan and eat sweet cakes_(:з」∠)_I don’t care, let this section go