Chapter 412 Master Yue: The Royal Blood Has Been Cut Off!

Japan, Tokyo, Narita Airport.

Twelve passenger planes landed in an orderly manner. None of them were in the original flight sequence at Narita Airport. They were temporarily added as private jets through some special channels. In the eyes of the airport staff, the people on the passenger plane must have the right to do so. They are powerful, but in fact, in addition to these "distinguished" guests, the passenger planes in their eyes also carry bombing weapons that are enough to cause traffic collapse in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area.

The leading passenger plane opened the door, and an old man in a crisp suit took the lead, followed by several older men who were younger than him, and then young people in student uniforms filed out.

Looking at the young people walking towards the immigration hall, Ayanokouji Kaoru rubbed his eyes. She is twenty-six years old and has worked in the immigration hall for six years. Her daily job is to sit at the counter and review foreign tourists. She has seen the romance of French handsome guys, the passion of Italian handsome guys, the melancholy of Latin handsome guys, and the love of foreign tourists all over the world. She was bombarded by handsome men's faces turning over and over again. In the end, she was completely insensitive to the beauty and ugliness of men. It didn't matter whether he was handsome or ugly, as long as the real person matched the photo.

But she has never seen any tour group or other organization that has so many handsome guys. The young people dressed as students who walked in line each have unique charms that are enough to be the protagonists of movies or TV series. The faces of these people Covering almost all parts of the world, the few that impressed her the most among all the handsome guys she had met during the six years of working were only about the same as the most ordinary among these young students.

Just because of her good looks, Xun has seen many Korean boy or girl groups that have come to Japan, but compared to these young people, they are like a bunch of artificial plastic plants arranged in a regular manner and a bright and rich forest. the gap between.

Could it be that some foreign university with an acting department as its main major arranged for students to travel to Japan?

"Trouble." The leader of the old man handed his passport to Xun.

"Please wait a moment." The professional qualities accumulated over the past six years allowed Xun to maintain a normal job.

"Mr. Hilbert Jean Angers, right?" she asked as usual, and then entered the information.

The sound of brakes, exclamations and rapid footsteps suddenly entered the hall. Xun glanced at the surveillance screen and was startled to see a dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars blocking the road outside. Men in black suits poured into the airport reception hall from different entrances. Their waists bulged. It was unclear whether they had daggers or firearms hidden under their suits. They formed a human wall side by side, blocking all exits. Anyone who tried to enter or exit was frightened away by their cold and murderous eyes.

Xun understood, those were the underworld, and the underworld blocked the airport! She immediately reached for the airport guard's direct-dial phone.

"Please send someone over quickly! There are many of them and they are all armed! Call the police! Report quickly..."

There was suddenly no sound from the microphone. Xun Zhan raised his head tremblingly, and there was an old man standing in front of the counter. The phone cord that was cut by the knife was in the old man's hand. The old man put it on the counter: "Sorry to trouble you, there is no need to call. "

The elder was wearing a black feather fabric, with a long knife on his waist. His eyebrows were already white under his bald head, but his eyes were sharper and clearer than those of the young man. His whole figure looked like a long knife covered with traces of vicissitudes of life, but the blade was still so sharp that it made your heart tremble.

"I made you laugh." The elder put his hands back into his sleeves.

"This is the office of Japanese Customs...you...don't mess around!" Xun warned the other party carefully.

"It will be over soon, please work with peace of mind." The elder turned around and bowed deeply to the trembling guards, "Please be patient, we will not mess around."

Besides, we don’t have the ability to mess around here. The elder said in his heart.

He glanced at the passengers waiting to enter customs, obviously looking for someone. Who can let the underworld use such "courtesy" and not hesitate to block the country to find him? Traitor in the family? The boss of a rival gang? When found, should they be taken away or executed on the spot?

Kaoru Ayanokouji has not never encountered gangsters breaking into the airport during her six years of work, but she has never heard of such arrogant acts like today's openly surrounding the airport.

As a member of the Japanese customs, she was not very worried about what would happen to her, but she was worried about the many students present. College students were at a young age, even those in Japan who knew how powerful gangs were. College students often had conflicts with gang members when they were passionate. If these foreign students had a conflict with the underworld, she really didn't dare to think about the consequences.

Especially these students are all handsome men and beautiful women.

Just when Ayanokouji Kaoru was worried, the foreigners who were scattered in various entry and exit channels came off other passenger planes. A few middle-aged or elderly people walked out of each small group and walked towards this side.

"Isn't it said that Japanese people are very well-behaved and polite? Is this the Japanese way of polite hospitality?" A well-dressed, gentlemanly middle-aged man came over and asked in English with a very strong British accent.

Ayanokouji Kaoru's heartbeat almost skipped a beat. She never thought that before the young students had a conflict with these gangsters, the middle-aged people who were supposed to be mature and steady would be the first to get into trouble with the gangsters.

"I think it's very interesting and very in line with Japanese characteristics," said Frog Crochell, the slightly stooped patriarch of the Crochere family with emerald green eyes. "Chief Morens, haven't you heard? Isn’t Japan famous for samurai, cherry blossoms, beauties and yakuza?”

Speaking of Frog Crochier alone, he is not actually a very capable or powerful figure in the Camarilla, but he once had his fiancée snatched away by Master Flamel, and after his fiancée was abandoned The glorious deed of pursuing her again is a thunderous deed among the older generation.

"The branch of Kassel College in Japan is actually a group of underworld gangs. It really makes people doubt the teaching philosophy of our great educator Principal Angers. Even gangsters can interfere in the teaching affairs of the college." Patriarch Morens pointed his gun He turned to Angers.

"I will convey these words to Frost Gattuso intact." Angers replied lightly.

The Gattuso family, where the Camarilla was at its peak, was born into the Italian Mafia family, although that period of history is now dark history for them.

"Damn it! I just took a nap. What bastard forgot me in the plane? Why didn't anyone remind me that it landed!" A pot-bellied old cowboy ran over from a distance, followed by a man with messy hair and a shirt. Dirty tall young man.

The old cowboy ran closer to Ayanokouji Kaoru and noticed that he was still holding a half-eaten fried chicken leg in his hand.

Although this thought was rude, the moment he saw this old man squeeze out of the crowd of handsome men and beauties, Ayanokouji Kaoru felt as if he had seen a hippopotamus among the horses.

"Hey! Isn't this Frog? Are you and Helena in a good relationship recently?" The vice-principal took a bite of the chicken leg and asked Chief Crocher.

Helena is the name of Frog's fiancée who was snatched away by the vice-principal.

Angers covered his face - this was what he secretly ordered everyone not to wake up the vice principal. He was worried that this was the situation now.

Patriarch Crocher pointed to his scarf and said with a smile: "Thank you, Master Flamel, for your concern. This scarf was prepared by Helena for me before I came here."

"Okay, okay, if we have anything to say, let's wait until the Sheqi family arranges a place for us," Ange quickly interjected, "We can't let the children stand here all the time, right?"

"Fuma Kotaro, I am here to receive you on behalf of the family. Your residence has been prepared." Ayanokouji Kaoru looked at the old man Ange and others who led the underworld and bowed deeply.

"I heard that the custom industry in Japan is very developed. I wonder if the Sheqi Eight Family has arranged for beauties with big breasts and perky butts in our residence?" The vice-principal accurately threw the chicken bones into the trash can more than ten meters away, and then The oil on his hands rubbed against Fuma Kotaro's feathers, and he didn't know whether he was qualified or not.

This kind of wanton behavior made Ayanokouji Kaoru's heart beat wildly, fearing that the old man of the underworld would take out his pistol and blow the old cowboy's head off in the next second.

But Fuma Kotaro just bowed slightly and said apologetically: "The family's highest reception specifications do not include the items you mentioned, but the Inuyama family has been operating a business in the custom industry all year round, and the Inuyama family master will definitely be able to satisfy your needs in this regard. Hobbies and interests.”

Are they really gangsters? Not some older middle school cosplay enthusiast? Kaoru Ayanokouji asked in her mind.

Of course she didn't know, and the vice-principal was already notorious in the mixed-race world. He was already glad that he didn't wipe Fuma Kotaro's hands with his eyebrows.

Moreover, even if it were another person, Fuma Kotaro would not dare to get angry. You must know that this time the Kassel Academy is full of elites under the leadership of Angers, and there are even outstanding warriors from other families of the Camarilla, and hundreds of elite hybrids are cooperating. In the battle, there are also Angers, the legendary dragon slayer, and several long-famous strong men in the European mixed race world. Even attacking the headquarters of Japan's Self-Defense Forces is just a matter of effort.

Fuma Kotaro only dared to fall out with these people when he was tired of living.

"ah--"

Frightened screams came from outside.

Ayanokouji Kaoru glanced at the surveillance camera subconsciously, and then rubbed her eyes.

The gangsters blocking the airport road outside were being slaughtered by a blood-red monster. Someone was shooting at the monster, but the surveillance was not clear enough to show more details.

"TV Tokyo, here is an urgent news break..."

The TV screen in the hall suddenly jumped from a carousel of advertisements to a news screen.

"Today, there have been many incidents of attacks by unknown creatures in the Tokyo metropolitan area. According to incomplete statistics, 35 people have been killed and seven injured... The police and the Self-Defense Force have been dispatched. Please stay at home and do not go out... …”

…

Go to Master's house.

"What...what is this?" Master Yue pointed at the monster on the TV, showing an expression of fear that ordinary people should have.

Don’t you want to reveal your identity even now? Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

"To be honest, Master Yue, these monsters are called Blood Demons, and they are a variant of a monster called Deadpool." Lu Mingfei accompanied Master Yue as he continued, "Eriyi and I are actually specialized in hunting this kind of monster. People, my injuries are related to the blood demon."

If he hadn't gone to the bottom of the sea to clean up the Blood Demon, Lu Mingfei wouldn't have been possessed by the devil, and he wouldn't have been able to fight with magic, let alone get injured, so it's not wrong to say that the Blood Demon was related to his injuries.

"You? You two are still kids in school, right? Which goddamn bastard would let you students do such dangerous things?" Master Yue had already guessed this from Lu Mingfei's wounds and Eli Yi's last name. The identities of the two people were unusual, and the shock at this moment was all staged.

"Are you talking about our principal? His name is..."

Midway through Lu Mingfei's words, the door of Master Yue's house was suddenly shattered by a strong force, and the fragments flew inward.

A blood-colored monster that looked like a human, but had slender limbs that were almost the same as spider legs crawled in.

"This is the Blood Demon." Lu Mingfei pointed at the monster.

The blood demon's greedy eyes glanced at Master Yue and Lu Mingfei, and then looked past them towards the bathroom - it could feel that there were three extremely delicious blood foods here.

As if she heard the door being broken, Eriki, who was brushing her teeth, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"Master Yue, don't be afraid." Lu Mingfei comforted him.

"Lu Jun, can you kill it?" Master Yue asked.

"Do you think I can fight now?" Lu Mingfei spread his hands, "But don't worry, Eli Yi will protect us."

Master Yue couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Although this Deadpool looks weird and has no obvious characteristics of dragon transformation, from his perspective as an emperor, he can still see that this Deadpool who was turned into a blood demon by Lu Mingfei is extremely powerful. Its physical fitness should be a bit stronger than the most elite warriors of the eight Sheqi families, and its body's recovery ability as a deadpool is even stronger. Although to him it is just an insect that can be easily crushed to death, but It is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous enemy to other hybrids.

Although the girl Eri was given the surname "Uesugi" by those idiots from the Sheki Hachi family who like to deceive themselves, the "Emperor" bloodline should have been cut off with him, and this surname was probably just to give her a sense of dignity. It's just her status, it's impossible to give her the blood of the emperor, right? What's more, judging from the details of her behavior, it seems that she has never practiced kendo or other martial arts weapons at all, and she doesn't want to learn firearms. She might still be mainly engaged in civilian work.

Letting such an ordinary mixed-race girl fight Deadpool is too dangerous no matter how you think about it!

Master Yue fell into a deep dilemma. Should he expose his strength?

The blood demon at the door jumped up and attacked Lu Mingfei who was closest to it. Master Yue's eyes condensed, and veins appeared on the palm of his hand hanging by his side...

"Shua——"

A resin toothbrush flew over from behind. Because it was moving too fast, it began to melt in mid-air due to the fierce friction with the air. The silent wind surrounded the melted resin, like magma dripping on butter. It sank in and penetrated Xue Ba's body.

A death-like realm was imposed on its body, and the wound took on an ashes-like appearance. Then, with the wound that penetrated the Blood Demon as the center, the ashes spread outward. In just a very short moment, the Blood Demon was like... It paused in mid-air, and then suddenly turned into a ball of withered black ash, and was blown out of the house by a gust of wind.

Master Yue:...

If he remembered correctly, the royal blood should have been cut off from him...right?