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Although An An said it was effective, Qing'er was still worried.

The two did not immediately take action after they had settled down in the hotel. They knew that hundreds of battles were going on between the two parties. Although the Emperor was just a decoration in Japan, the royal palace's protection was not a joke.

This was the fourth day since their arrival in Tokyo. During these two days, Qing'er had been searching for the internal structure of the palace as well as the layout of the palace.

The moat outside the Imperial Palace was greatly obstructed in entering the palace.

At night, no matter how skilled you were, you'd have to cross the bridge. It was easy to be seen, unless you could be invisible like a Japanese ninja.

If they went up the moat, even though it would only be a small waterway, it would inevitably be very embarrassing.

If he sneaked in with the tourists, he would have to hide inside for a long time. That would be even more dangerous.

In the end, after some consideration, he decided to choose a moonless night where Qing Er would cut off the electricity supply around the Imperial City.

That night, the two of them first went to the outer street, circled the moat, and observed the situation of the palace from the carriage.

Qing Er decisively cut off the power supply and the two of them quickly went outside of the city wall. At night, the palace door was closed, but the depressing thing was that it was a manual switch and not a machine operation. This way, they would have to climb over the city wall on their own.

It was not a big deal at first, but what was depressing was that Qing'er and the others actually saw other people and turned around to smile at them. It turned out to be two of their old friends from the FBI.

Qing Er, who was extremely depressed, really wanted to get rid of them right now. These two people seemed to have done it intentionally. After going up, they didn't leave immediately but left their tools behind. An'an used their tools rudely, causing Qing'er to be even more puzzled.

Did his brother secretly cooperate with them?

Although there were some doubts, now was not the time to speculate. The most important thing was to get his hands on the Power Mirror first.

After entering the imperial palace, the few of them split up, but their goal was the same.

There were many guards in the room, and they all moved separately. Their targets were small, so it was easy to deal with them.

They were all thinking about the question of where the Discipline Mirror was hidden.

Originally, the legend of its existence in Japan was that the gem had appeared on the queen's neck.

After about twenty minutes, the four of them actually met again in front of the Royal Spirit Pavilion.

Qing'er was puzzled. From the looks of it, that superpower mirror really was in this Royal Spirit Pavilion. Did Johnson's eyes see it?

The four of them moved in unison as they entered the Royal Spirit Pavilion.

It turned out that this Royal Spirit Pavilion was actually just a treasure trove. After the few of them entered, they quickly searched around.

When she saw Johnson running towards the northwest corner, Qing'er didn't think twice before immediately following him.

With so many treasures in sight, their goals should be the same, so there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Qing'er, who was following Johnson, saw the black light radiating from the protective shield in front of her. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Little Angel, how about we work together?"

Johnson turned his head and smiled at Qing'er, revealing the eyes beneath the mask.

"Impossible, I need this special ability mirror."

Qing'er rejected him decisively.

"Little Angel, we are only following orders, we can do as Boss says. Take it and use it, then return it to us."

Johnson once again suggested Brand to Ching.

"We promise you, but you must keep your word."

Just as China was about to refuse again, An An came over and took Qing'er by the shoulder.

"That's right, Mr. Wen is the best. Then, little angel, act, we guards."

Johnson's smile deepened.

"Brother …"

"Qing'er, let's go. Someone is coming from the outside. You have to move quickly. Johnson, let's go stop them."

An'an pressed Qing Er's shoulder, seeming to be hinting at something. However, Qing'er's pure thoughts were not deep, but time was short. Indeed, this was not the time for a dispute.

He took out his computer and began to decode the password.

An'an, Johnson, and Jenny left the Royal Spirit Pavilion. There were many people outside, not only the Royal Protectors, but also another group of people approaching.

"I got it on the left."

"I'll take care of the ones on the right. Jenny, you stay here."

In order to not worry Qing'er, he had made all the necessary preparations. In five minutes, his men would come to assist him.

"OK, quick. Action."

An An, who was used to giving orders, was still the leader of this operation.

Jenny stood outside the Royal Spirit Pavilion, looking in from time to time.

The light coming from inside indicated that Qing Er had yet to figure it out. She was a bit worried, as time was short. Soon, the Royal Protectors would all gather. At that time, it would be impossible for the four of them to escape.

"Little angel, how much longer do you need?"

Unable to hold herself back any longer, Jenny left her post and headed inside.

But just as she turned around, a cold light attacked her from behind.

She was indeed an experienced veteran. Before the cold light closed in on her, she decisively dodged it and shot out a bullet at the same time.

However, the gunshot in her hand had sounded out the alarm system. Moreover, the knife that had shot at her earlier had also shot at the treasure within the Royal Spirit Pavilion, causing an even more ear-piercing alarm to ring out.

Qing'er's heart tightened at the ear-piercing warning, but her hand moved even faster.

Time was running out, there was only the last lock left. Hurry, hurry, Lance was waiting …

Qing'er kept telling herself to be fast, to be fast.

Fortunately, Jenne wasn't a weakling. Her Will Control ability had been used at this moment.

"What did you do to me?"

With a beep, Qing Er finally unlocked the last lock. However, the man's voice outside made her heart tremble. This voice was very familiar.

However, she didn't have time to think about it any longer. She had to leave immediately.

"Little Angel, how much longer until the Royal Guards arrive? We have to evacuate."

Johnson, who had retreated, asked Qing'er anxiously.

"OK, let's go now."

Qing'er kept the Discipline Mirror in front of her chest. Right now, she wouldn't let anyone take it away from her.

At that moment, the sound of an airplane could be heard from the rooftop.

"Head north and board the plane."

An An's decisive order caused the black-clothed person, who was being controlled by Jenny, to escape while she was still in a daze.

"Hurry up and leave …"

Just as they left the Royal Spirit Pavilion, a series of gunshots rang out from behind them.

"Quick …"

An Xin was Qing'er, yet she was taken away by the FBI. Luckily, they were his men and were not afraid of being left behind.

The bullets exploded at his feet, forcing Anthea to shoot backwards, forcing a number of people to retreat.

The Royal Guard followed as the two men hauled themselves onto the ropes that had been dropped from the aircraft.

A series of gunshots exploded under Qing Er and An An's feet. The sparks around them were like fireworks.

Just as she was about to be pulled up, she felt a pain in her ankle. She knew she had been shot, but she couldn't fall down. She had to take this with her to the forbidden area.

"Qing Er, what happened to you?"

Feeling that Qing Er's grip was much weaker, An An cried out in alarm.

"I'm fine, brother, let's go up."

Qing Er gritted her teeth.

It's all right, she'll be all right, she must go to London.

"Mr. Wen, give me your hand. Hurry up."

Johnson held out his hand to Anthea.

With everyone's help, Qing'er finally got on the plane, but her left foot was already soaked in blood.

"Qing Er, let's go to the hospital first."

An An An helped Qing'Er with a simple bandage.

"No, brother, let's go to London first. Lance is still waiting for us."

She took out her phone and was about to announce the good news to Nell.

"Little Angel, hand over the Discipline Stone."

As she pulled out the phone, Jenny's gun was pointed at her.

"You went back on your word?"

Qing'er was infuriated. She had not expected Jenny to take advantage of this situation.

"I'm sorry, little angel. We are only following orders. Hand over the Discipline Stone, and we will no longer hold you accountable for all of the crimes you've committed in the past."

Johnson looked at Qing'er apologetically, as if he really didn't want to.

"In your dreams, I'd rather perish together with you than hand over the Power Mirror."

Qing'er sneered. She held the Discipline Stone in her hands. As long as they dared to move, she would throw them out.

"Little angel, do you really dare to throw it away? It can save that vampire's life. "

Jenny smiled at Qing'er, who refused to look at her.

She knew she was using her Discipline. She couldn't let herself be controlled. This was the only thing in the world that could save Lance. She couldn't lose. She couldn't let him control her.

"Qing Er, calm down. Don't be nervous."

An'an, who was supporting Qing Er, whispered into her ear.

"Mr. Wen, it's better if you persuade your sister. There are so many men in this world, why must they give up their lives for a vampire?"

Jenny laughed as she looked at An'an.

"You are very beautiful, but it's a pity that you are also very insidious."

"Johnson, thank you, but..." "Where is he?"

Jenny did not taste the iron fist, smiled to thank her companion, but found that the plane was missing two.

"They went missing right under our noses."

Johnson was calm.

There were too many unfathomable things in this world, especially the vampires. They had lost again.

"How do we explain this when we get back?"

Jenny was lost in thought for a long time. She wondered where the two of them had gone, but why did it feel like something was wrong?

"Don't worry about how we're going to account for it right now. Let's think about how we can safely return to the surface."

Johnson angrily moved toward the driver's seat. They had completely lost and might even lose their lives. The Wen siblings were their nemesis.

Damn it, why did he accept this mission back then?

That damnable old man, it's fine if he doesn't have any sincerity, but he still wants them to go back on their word. Damn it, if he can return safely this time, he will never do it again.

"How did they disappear? And the pilot? "Where did you go?"

Jenny shouted as she sensed the plane's descent.

"Cut the crap, hurry up and find out if there are any parachutes."

London, UK

This was the castle of vampires, and Nell had brought Qing'er and An An to this place.

"Auntie Niall, Qing Er is injured. We must go to the hospital first."

An An An hugged Qing Er as she spoke.

"What?" Why didn't you say so earlier, damn it. "

Nell exclaimed, calling her husband.

No wonder she smelled blood, no wonder she felt strange.

"An An, take Qing Er and leave quickly …"

Nell urged, but at the same time her face was a little pale.

Blood is tempting to vampires, especially fresh blood.

Although Qing Er's wound was bandaged, the smell of her blood had already spread into the air.

There are many vampires in this castle, I'm afraid some of them have already arrived.

She had never understood that the blood of Qing Er seemed to have an allure for her. The only meaning she had ever had in her life was the time Qing Er had been born.

"Hurry up and leave …"

Sure enough, a Strigoi with bared canine teeth came in from the door. Nell shouted at An An as she blocked her companion.

"How could this be?"

These people had blocked the door, and even Auntie Niall's canine teeth had appeared. If they didn't leave now, these siblings would become the food of the vampires.

"Qing Er, hug me well."

An An gritted his teeth. Luckily, this was the second floor, so he could jump down.

"Aunt Niall, this is the special ability mirror. Quickly go and save Lance."

Qing'er tossed the Discipline Mirror on the bed before An An's arms wrapped around her as she jumped down.

"Bro, you don't need to worry about me. Hurry up and leave."

Even though they had jumped downstairs, there were still vampires coming out of the castle. Although it was early in the morning here, there was no sunlight and the place was foggy. They had already come out.

"No, Qing'er, you can hold on. We can definitely leave."

This was the first time Anthea had ever hated vampires. He had never thought that one day he would be sucked dry and die.

That damnable vampire, he really couldn't understand why Qing Er would save such a beast.

"No! Brother, you have to go! You are not their match!"

Qing'er used one foot to prop up An'an and told him to leave quickly.