It was very dark, so dark that you couldn't even see the money falling on the ground. This was indeed a sad thing. It was four-thirty in the morning, the last darkness before dawn, the darkest time of the day.

The sound of police sirens gradually faded away, the abuses of adults, the cries of children, and the crowing of cocks and dogs gradually subsided. Silence returned to the chaotic night. Avoiding the search of the police and the pursuit of the dead, Wu Ming followed

Zhuge Dachang came to a street garden, and the two of them lay quietly on stone chairs to rest.

In fact, as early as when the siren sounded, the dead soldiers of the Sakura Group retreated like a tide. They came with force and retreated in a hurry. Wu Ming originally wanted to capture a prisoner and torture him, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Only those who are brave and fearless of death are qualified to be dead soldiers, and those who are greedy for life and afraid of death are only worthy of being doglegs. It is not easy to ask things from the mouths of dead soldiers. Even if you beat the shit out of them, you may not be able to ask.

Say a word, even if someone opens his mouth, if he can't understand the bird's song, he is still blind.

The Sakura Group has an estimated five to six thousand members. Nearly a hundred dead soldiers came out at once. It can be said that the elite came out in full force. They definitely wanted their lives, as if they had sworn enemies. Could it be that they had bullied other people before?

Sister? Have you ever slept with someone else’s wife?

Wu Ming felt so distraught that he couldn't sort out the confusion in his mind. It was the Nara Group that he offended, but it was the Sakura Group that was chasing him. He felt like he owed a woman overnight expenses and was chasing her for money.

It's a man, it feels a little weird, what on earth is going on?

How could the disguise be discovered? How was the identity and whereabouts revealed? Chaotic! Very chaotic! It was simply chaotic!

Zhuge Dachang sat up and said weakly: "Hey! Do you want to understand why the people from the Sakura Group came to us? Also! How do they know our identity and whereabouts?"

"I don't know either!" Wu Ming sat up from another stone chair, paused, and then sighed: "The only possibility I can think of is..."

"Lu Bao?"

Wu Ming nodded and said angrily: "The old boy may have been caught by others. His mouth is not the thigh of a virgin. He should have betrayed us."

"I have long said that this kind of people are unreliable!" Zhuge Dachang said in an old manner: "You don't believe it. Our identity may have been known to others. The enemy is secretly hiding us and it is very disadvantageous for us. What do you think we should do?"

Wu Ming frowned, shrugged helplessly, and said slowly: "But there is one thing I can't figure out. If Lu Bao betrayed us, how could he know our whereabouts? We never told him,

Moreover, we have only been away from Nara for half a day, how could the people from Yakuza find us so quickly?"

"One more thing!" Zhuge Dachang expressed the doubts in his heart, "They don't seem to be at all curious about what we want to inquire about, and they directly send dead soldiers to kill people and silence them. Isn't this a bit strange?"

"Forget it! Don't think about it, find a place to sleep first..." Wu Ming yawned and stood up, looked at the time, and said, "Let's go! When you wake up, go to Osaka to find Amiko, and get this thing as soon as possible.

Let’s resolve the situation.”

Zhuge Dachang suggested: "Shall we charter a car directly to Osaka? We can sleep in the car. This not only saves time, but is also safer."

"That's fine!"

A flash of white light appeared on the horizon. Wu Ming and the others stopped a taxi, and then they started chatting with each other, gesticulating with hands and heels. After everything was settled, the light green taxi drove to Dagu City in the morning sun.

………………………………………………………………

The annoying afternoon sun shone on his face. Wu Ming rubbed his eyes, covered his neck and twisted twice, then turned to look out the car window. The towering Tongten Pavilion came into view. There was a trace of surprise on his expression. Back to

Osaka?

Wu Ming poked Zhuge Dachang next to him with his finger and shouted: "Brother Zhuge, wake up! We are back in Osaka."

"Yeah!" Zhuge Dachang responded, frowned and slowly opened his eyes, then yawned and asked lazily: "What time is it now?"

"It's noon..." Wu Ming replied casually, then opened a bag of hot dogs wrapped in oil paper and asked, "Do you want something to eat?"

Looking at the completely cold hot dog, Zhuge Dachang shook his head and said, "I won't eat it! I'll eat it when I go back to the hotel."

It was obviously not the first time for my brother to come to Osaka. He drove the car onto the one-way road closest to the hotel with ease. There was a construction warning sign with a speed limit of 20 kilometers at the intersection. There were workers repairing underground pipes along the road.

A powerful heavy-duty motorcycle drove into the one-way line and soon caught up with Wu Ming's taxi. The driver of the motorcycle was a burly man wearing a windbreaker. He lifted the windshield of his helmet and took a closer look at the taxi.

license plate, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill burst out.

The burly man took out a large-caliber pistol from his windbreaker and drove behind the taxi with one hand. At this moment, Wu Ming just finished eating the hot dog, then opened the window and threw the packaging bag away.

It just happened to float onto the burly man's windshield, causing a harsh sudden brake...

"Boom! Ouch, hey..."

The burly man with dark eyes hit the construction guardrail on the roadside. The overturned motorcycle sent sparks flying to the middle of the road. His men did not follow the car and fell into the sewer.

The world between life and death is vast, and there is no place to express desolation...

Is the entrance to hell a septic tank? It really stinks. This was the last thought in the mind of the burly man when he fell into the sewer and passed out.

The motorcycle overturned was just the beginning. The motorcycle that was thrown into the middle of the road caused a car that was not rushing to avoid crashing into a telephone pole. The collapsed telephone pole hit another car, and then caused a rear-end collision with more than a dozen cars.

ACCIDENT.

In addition to the car accident, the burly man lost his hand when he fell out of the pistol, and the missed shot shattered the glass of a jewelry store on the street, causing alarm bells to ring, and finally the whole street boiled. This was an unnatural disaster caused by a packaging bag.

The movement behind him was as loud as the end of the world. It was difficult for Wu Ming not to notice it. He glanced back, and then said carelessly: "There is a car accident with a speed limit of 20 kilometers. Oriental people's traffic safety awareness

It’s really bad.”

"Yes!" Zhuge Dachang agreed casually, then tilted his head and muttered: "I... seemed to have heard gunshots just now?"

Wu Ming didn't think too far, and curled his lips and said: "I didn't pay attention! Someone might have robbed the bank!"

He dug a hole intentionally, but his father did not fall. He dug a hole unintentionally, and his father burst into tears. The butterfly effect triggered a series of chain reactions. As a little butterfly flapping its wings, the culprit Wu Ming flew farther and farther away like a butterfly with wings.

Back at the hotel, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang got their room cards back from the front desk and went upstairs to the suite. They were stunned as soon as they stepped through the door. The room was turned into a mess, and the clothes that were originally packed in the suitcases were

All scattered on the ground.

Wu Ming picked up a pair of Sanyao pants from the ground and joked: "Isn't this supposed to be room service?"

"Fortunately, I have all the documents with me..." Zhuge Dachang looked happy, picked up the clothes on the ground, and joked: "We are being robbed? Do you want to call the police?"

"The den of thieves has been attacked? And then the thief calls out to catch the thief?" Wu Ming's brows jumped twice and he said with a smile: "Let's clean up and move. It's no longer safe here."

"You are a thief! I am not!" Zhuge Dachang made a small statement, and then continued with a look of helplessness: "Is there a safe place for us now?"

Wu Ming's lips curled up slightly and he said warmly: "I'm thinking of a place that should be safer than here. Even if the people from Yakuza find us, they won't mess around there."

"Police station in Osaka?"

“Osaka’s shrine!”

"shrine?"

Wu Ming nodded and said with a smile: "That's right! Oriental people very much believe in Amaterasu and other random gods. They will not rashly fight in the shrine. As long as we can live in the shrine, it will be equivalent to having a guardian.

Shou."

"What is a Guardian Guardian?"

"It's similar to the amulets sold for 998 in our temple."

Zhuge Dachang rolled his eyes and said, "The question is, will they take us in?"

"These days, as long as you have money, all the monsters and ghosts will be taken in..." Wu Ming said casually, "As long as we find a way to let the priest know that we are the kind of people who can't sleep without donating millions every day."

, they will definitely hold on to our thighs and won’t let go.”

After a brief tidying up, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang did not check out. They carried large and small bags downstairs, and the lady at the front desk watched them leave with "affectionate" eyes.

Outside the hotel, the two of them expressed their desire to find a place to worship God with their hands and mouth. Due to the language barrier, the three of them communicated for a long time. Finally, with a look of confusion on his face, Brother De slowly drove the car.

Got out.

At the gate of Todaiji Temple, two men carrying luggage looked at each other. Do you want to send us to the west? Although they are both places dedicated to gods, the bald Bodhisattva is enshrined here. There are many temples and shrines.

difference.

Zhuge Dachang glanced sideways at Wu Ming and asked in a low voice: "Sangui! That brother doesn't seem to understand what we said? This seems to be a place for worshiping Bodhisattvas?"

Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth twice, sighed, and said: "That's right! This is indeed the temple of the Asian Bald Donkey."

Zhuge Dachang asked: "What is the difference between a temple and a shrine?"

Wu Ming shrugged and explained: "The priests of the shrine here are considered senior civil servants, and the monks of the temple can only be regarded as a more respectable job."

"Understood!" Zhuge Dachang said with a serious face: "The status of the two of them is like that of a son of a bitch and a son of a bitch!"

"Uh...that's understandable."

"Then let's..."

"This is God's will. Since it's here, let's stay here to avoid disaster!" Wu Ming tilted his head and said with a smile: "Todaiji Temple is a famous large temple in Osaka Prefecture. Its status is not necessarily lower than some shrines. The earth is worshiped here.

Zangou Bodhisattva, those who want to kill us don’t look at the monk’s face, they have to look at the Buddha’s face?”
Chapter completed!