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Superman Termination Manual-Chapter 523 - 260 Bai Zini I Have Two Friends
Chapter 523: Chapter 260 Bai Zini: I Have Two Friends Coming to Stay at Our House Chapter 523: Chapter 260 Bai Zini: I Have Two Friends Coming to Stay at Our House “`
London time, 08:31 AM, in the sewers.
A liquid with a fishy stench was slowly flowing, blue, green, yellow, the colors quite chaotic, a delight to the eye and a potentially tempting feast for someone with unusual tastes.
And beside this river constructed of excreta and unidentified fluids, there was a passage wide enough for people to walk through.
At this moment, a small cartoon truck, only as large as a palm, was slowly moving along the passage above.
“Not bros, you really opened an underground bar in the sewers?”
Inside the cargo hold, Ke Mingye asked Amemiya Ying, his eyes looking at him in a rather strange way.
“That’s right. Although I myself have not seen it with my own eyes.” Amemiya Ying nodded, “I just contributed an idea, telling them this would not be easily discovered. To be honest, I didn’t expect that they would actually bring it into reality.”
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Ke Mingye took a breath of cool air, admiring TK’s wisdom.
“The idea is great, next time don’t come up with one,” he said with emotion.
Ju Zipi laughed and said in Mandarin, “Mr. TK really dares to think big, and I thought Doctor Lizard setting up a laboratory in the sewers in ‘Spider-Man’ was already far-fetched.”
Fan Quan flipped through a book as he said, “Revolutionaries are like this. Heaven, when it wants to confer great responsibility on a man, will first exercise his mind with suffering, work his sinews and bones hard, starve his body of skin, deplete his body.”
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“And you memorized that, is that their reason for setting up a bar next to shit and piss?” Ke Mingye teased.
Ju Zipi joked in Mandarin, “Be content, considering the attitude you two had toward him just now, it’s quality enough that they didn’t brew you beer with shit and piss.”
“Right, just now due to my passive position, I’ve been wanting to ask…” Amemiya Ying stopped short.
“Ask what?” Fan Quan enquired.
“Why does your friend look like that?” Amemiya Ying said, looking toward Ke Mingye. Because he had no clothes on, Ke Mingye’s Deception Puppet body was still of a greyish halo.
“He is the Dice Monster,” Fan Quan stated, “You should have heard of this name.”
“Dice Monster…” Amemiya Ying was shocked, “Is he actually one of your members?”
“No, he’s not one of us, but to be precise, he can be a member of anyone. You can think of him as a ‘mercenary’; as long as he’s interested, he’ll meddle in any affair.”
“Isn’t it too dangerous to let him know the location of our base?” Amemiya Ying asked quietly, “After all, strictly speaking, he is not one of our people according to what you said.”
“It doesn’t matter; I’ve reached an agreement with him by certain means, I can be sure he will not betray you.”
“Is that so…” Amemiya Ying pondered, “Then that’s good.”
Fan Quan glanced outside the cargo hold, then checked the time on his phone, “This truck will return to its original state in about 30 seconds, just abandon it here for the time being.”
“Let’s do that, my people will take care of this truck later, you don’t need to worry,” Amemiya Ying said, “You should think about how to leave London, because of the asylum incident, the Management Bureau is probably locking down the city, it would be basically impossible to leave via the airport, port, or train station. I suggest you stay with me for a while to avoid the storm, and take the opportunity to leave when the impact of the event has subsided.”
“No, we’re leaving today,” Fan Quan replied calmly without looking up, “As for how to leave London, Mr. TK need not consider for us, we have our own ways.”
“That’s good.”
Amemiya Ying nodded.
“By the way, you can borrow my caregiver’s jacket for now, it should reach down to your calves,” said Ju Zipi, as he walked into the cargo hold and handed his outer coat to Ke Mingye.
“Thanks.”
Ke Mingye put on the jacket, fastened the buttons, and immediately his lower half transformed to a human appearance, even replicating leg hair.
Amemiya Ying drew in a sharp breath. He only knew about these outside matters from reading the newspapers while in prison and came to know that a mysterious figure called the Dice Monster had appeared in Huanjing recently.
Now, seeing for himself, this person was indeed enigmatic and his methods were extraordinary.
Who else in the world could turn this truck into a toy truck, besides this weird person?
Ke Mingye met Amemiya Ying’s gaze, turned his head, and whispered to Fan Quan in Mandarin, “Why is TK looking at me, is he interested in the leg hair I just transformed?”
“Stand User attracts Stand User, gays attract gays,” Fan Quan replied in Mandarin.
“It looks like you want me to bring out that photo.”
“Don’t settle your personal grudges here.”
Not long after, the four got out of the car, their bodies returning to their original proportions and sizes. They continued down the passage, and indeed, just as Amemiya Ying had said, they saw a bar.
Ke Mingye walked into the brightly lit bar, full of curiosity, with rock music from the last century playing inside.
The bouncer at the entrance, wearing sunglasses, had been waiting for a while. He glanced at Amemiya Ying and then called a group of people to surround them and walk into a private room in the bar.
The face and identity of Amemiya Ying were still a mystery to most of the organization; for many years, everyone only knew their boss was a mysterious person but did not know that he was a mentally ill patient confined in an asylum.
Likewise, he hadn’t seen the organization’s people in person, so naturally, he wouldn’t trust everyone either.
Moments later, inside the private room.
“Speaking of which, I haven’t had a drink for a long time, the last time I drank was when I was 17,” Amemiya Ying set down his cup on the table, breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered.
After speaking, he looked up at the other three people in the room; Ke Mingye and Fan Quan were both sitting quietly, with no intention of drinking.