"Ah!" Seeing himself exposed, Bakuda let out a sharp bang and quickly turned around and tried to hide back in the room.

Seeing this, Klesiza rushed forward to block Bakuda's way home.

With his retreat route blocked, Bakuda knows he is powerless to change the situation, and the secret he has tried so hard to keep will eventually be revealed.

He opened his mouth and looked at Sambaxiu: "Leader, can you promise me that you won't snatch it later?"

Samba was almost speechless. He held his forehead and asked, "Do you think I am so bad?"

Hearing this, Bakuda nodded subconsciously, then shook his head frantically.

Sambaxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He shook his head helplessly, sighed, adjusted his expression, and put on a grim smile: "Since you have such a bad image of me as a tyrant and greedy person in your mind, then I have to let you see what true tyranny is. Clesiza!"

With a loud shout, Clesiza immediately understood what Sambashu meant. He stepped forward and grabbed Bakuda's hands and feet, like a stable X-frame, holding Bakuda firmly in place.

Samba took two steps forward and tore open Bakuda's leather jacket.

And the next second, he understood the main reason why Bakuda was so secretive.

Bakuda's inner clothes were covered with swords of all sizes. One of them was the saber that Gregory had used in the battle half a month ago, which was shattered by the joint attack of the Ginga and the Million Rangers. It was the power of the god of death that could call back the souls of the dead from hell.

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A lot of things have piled up until Saturday, and I've been running around outside almost the whole day, so I'll just update one chapter first, and I'll see if I can make up the rest on Sunday night.

Ⅱ The Nemesis of the Disaster (Emergency Team): [New] Chapter 118 Leader, you are better than you were three thousand years ago...

Samba carefully pulled out the saber and examined it carefully.

While trying to suppress the struggling Bakuda, Klesiza praised with a surprised look on his face: "Not bad, Bakuda, it's exactly the same as Gregory's!"

"What do you mean exactly the same? It's that one!" Bakuda yelled in frustration, but still couldn't break free from Klesiza's restraints.

Samba moved the saber a little closer. As expected, the blade that looked as smooth as new at first glance actually had dense cracks hidden on it. "You haven't been working on this thing all this time in the room, have you?"

Hearing this, Bakuda, who had been struggling, suddenly calmed down, like a teenage boy caught by his parents watching a porn movie, and said timidly: "No, no, I still did a lot of things and integrated into the human world."

"Come on, you've only gone out twice in half a month, and the last time was when Gulinji dragged us all to get IDs," Klesiza complained mercilessly, "I've never even seen you throw away the garbage. You invited me and the leader to have tea in the yard. Do you have no place to stay at home?"

"You..." Bakuda wanted to argue, but he saw Samba opened his leather jacket and put the saber back, "Leader?"

"What's wrong?" Samba helped Bakuda zip up his leather jacket, and at the same time signaled to Clesiza to let Bakuda go.

Bakuda touched his leather jacket in disbelief and said in a daze: "Leader, aren't you going to take it?"

"Why should I take it away?" Samba smiled and sat back down at the table. "Didn't you fix this?"

"But leader, this can revive the dead..."

Cressiza suddenly attacked, pulled open Bakuda's leather jacket, and pulled out his saber: "It's broken into pieces like this, the resurrection function is gone."

Bakuda quickly took back the saber, wiped it carefully twice, and stuffed it back into his leather jacket with great care: "Don't look down on me. I just tested it and it does have the function of resurrection."

As one of the demons who was resurrected earlier, Bakuda had the opportunity to watch Gregory's process of summoning the dead. While he was thinking about this saber, he also memorized the spell.

"Who did you resurrect?" Sambaxiu became a little nervous when he heard this. He was really afraid that this big brother would do something weird to him.

Bakuda said sheepishly: "The beef in the refrigerator is all gone, so I tried to revive the cow, and it was successful. Now the refrigerator is full again."

Hearing this, Master Samba breathed a sigh of relief. Even though this matter had many flaws, at least it wasn't the resurrection of something extraordinary.

However, the necessary warnings should still be given: "Don't use the saber's resurrection function. It would be terrible if it summons something weird."

"So, leader, you really don't want this knife?"

"You can take it with confidence, as long as you don't steal the Galaxy People's Star Beast Sword and Free Sword Machine Blade," Samba said, glancing at Bakuda who looked relieved, and grinned, "Do you really want me to take this saber away so that you can show off your superb repair ability, Master Bakuda? Or if one of us needs to use this saber in the future, Master Bakuda will disagree?"

"Leader really loves to joke around," Bakuda held his leather jacket tightly, gave a lewd smile, and moved towards the room in small steps, "The tea is cold, I'll go get Leader a new cup."

Clessiza raised his hand and patted Bakuda on the back: "Go, go, change a cup for me too."

As soon as the urging words were finished, a crisp collision sound was heard from Bakuda's body.

A moment later, five beam guns fell out from the hem of his leather jacket.

Bakuda quickly squatted down, covered herself with her skirt, and then quickly picked up the beam guns.

When he looked up, he saw Samba Shu's rare angry face: "Bakuda, you kid, you don't want to steal the Galaxy people, but steal the Million Rangers instead, right!"

"Leader, who... who hid these beam guns in my leather jacket?"

Bakuda still wanted to get away with it, but Sambashu slowly raised his fist.

"Leader, I just felt like touching it for a moment, and when I came to my senses, I had already taken it. I can't give it back when you are chatting and laughing with the Galaxy people, that would be so rude..."

Bakuda tried to defend himself, but Sambash's fist had already landed.

"Klesiza, take this guy to find the Megaranger and return the beam gun. I have something else to do later." After thinking for a while, Samba modified his tone and said, "Forget it, go by yourself. I'm afraid that if I take him, he will steal the Galaxy Megaranger."

"Yes, leader!"

Clessiza grabbed Bakuda, asked Sambashu for an address, then picked up the beam gun and ran away.

He was afraid that if he was any later, these beam guns would penetrate Bakuda's leather jacket again.

After Clesiza left, Samba advised: "It's understandable that you like to collect weapons, but don't steal other people's things."

"Yes, leader." After all, he was in the wrong, so Bakuda didn't argue, but he was a little depressed.

Sambaxiu continued, "The start-up capital I gave you is not enough for you to live for too long. It's not a good idea to stay in the room all the time."

“But leader, I really don’t know what I should do. I don’t have special abilities like Liguro and Doledorada. I only know how to fiddle with weapons. Besides, I’m not good at talking and socializing. I really don’t know what I can do.” Bakuda’s tone was depressed, and it was unclear whether it was because he lost his five treasures or because of his inferiority complex.

Samba scratched his head and said, "If you really don't know what to do, the Space Police Earth Department is currently short of people, especially the Equipment Maintenance Department."

"Really? Really?" Bakuda's eyes were full of surprise.

Samba Xiu said, "But there will be an exam, so you need to prepare more."

"Yes, I will work hard!"

"Okay, then you should prepare well recently. The announcement is expected to be released in a month. I still have activities to participate in, so I'll leave first."

Seeing that Bakuda was so full of fighting spirit, Sambashu could finally relax. Putting down his teacup, Sambashu stood up and left.

Just as he was about to walk out of the courtyard, Bakuda's voice sounded from behind him.

"Leader, you have changed a lot."

Samba looked back with a puzzled look on his face.

"Klesiza and Liguro are fools, they can't see it, Gulinji and Neka are smart, but they never say it. Leader, you are much gentler now than you were three thousand years ago."

Sambaxiu said unhappily, "Boy, are you praising me or yourself? Go back and prepare for the exam. If you fail, I'll hit you with my jeep!"

"Yes, leader!"

Ⅱ The Nemesis of the Disaster (Rescue Team): [New] Chapter 119 I would like to call Hiyama Kei the strongest

After leaving the small courtyard where Bakuda rented, Samba drove to the National Seaside Hospital to attend the groundbreaking ceremony for the third inpatient building of the National Seaside Hospital.

Perhaps because Sambaxiu was the main investor of this inpatient building, he was surrounded by enthusiastic hospital leaders as soon as he got out of the car.

"It is a great honor for our hospital that Mr. Hiyama can take time out of his busy schedule to attend this groundbreaking ceremony..."

With corny compliments and greasy flattery, a group of leaders surrounded Sambaxiu and sat down in what was obviously the main seat.

Sambaxiu didn't like this excessive enthusiasm, so after a few simple politenesses he asked to be left alone.

The hospital leaders naturally would not offend the biggest sponsor for such a small matter, so they left immediately and went to receive other visiting guests with a smile.

Samba looked at the name tags on the seats around him, and the one on his left caught his attention.

"Asami Watari."

When I silently recited this name, an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to my mind.

Samba guessed that this was probably a name related to the Super Sentai.

"Asami, Asami Tatsuya, Future Sentai Time Ranger, Time Red."

After a brief recollection, Samba Shu remembered the character corresponding to the name "Asami Watari" - the father of Time Red Asami Ryuya.

He is also the chairman of the Asami Group, a behemoth with great influence in the political and financial circles.

"The Earth is really small. This can happen to us."

Samba Shu made a simple complaint, expressing his feelings about the inseparable connection between himself and the Super Sentai. He had met so many related people that Samba Shu had begun to wonder if he would be able to meet a Super Sentai member every time he went out for a walk.

At this moment, the chair on Sambaxiu's left was pulled away, and a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties slowly sat down.

He had a kind and shrewd face, a gentle and humble smile on his lips, and looked at Samba Shu: "Mr. Hiyama, you came really early. I thought you were going to be the last one to appear on stage."

These words seemed to be saying that Samba was a clown who was going to perform on stage, with obvious hostility.

Sambaxiu was a little confused. He had no connection with the other party, so where did this hostility come from?

Although he couldn't figure it out, since the other party didn't treat him well, Samba Xiu didn't need to indulge him, and immediately retorted sarcastically: "I personally like to prepare for a rainy day and enter the venue early. But President Asami seems to want to compete for the first place. But there are neither judges nor spectators here. I wonder what President Asami is so anxious about?"

"What a good plan for a rainy day," Asami Watari seemed to have thought of something, with a look of relief and appreciation on his face, "Mr. Hiyama is quite frank."

Sambaxiu was confused by the other party's change of heart, so he simply stopped answering and waited.

Time passed quickly, and the seats were soon filled with people from all walks of life, and the groundbreaking ceremony naturally began.

No matter what kind of ceremony it is, speeches are generally indispensable, and most of them are long and boring, just repeating the same old things over and over again.

As the main investor of this project, Sambaxiu naturally had to say a few words. Fortunately, he prepared a concise and concise script, so he did not stay on the stage for too long, which greatly shortened this link.

After the speeches of the representatives of all parties, there were cannon salutes and symbolic excavation.

After Samba Shu, Asami Wataru and others dug a few shovels of soil, the groundbreaking ceremony was successfully completed.

However, although the groundbreaking ceremony has ended, the social platform generated by the ceremony has not disappeared.

A group of entrepreneurs quickly surrounded Samba Shu and Asami Watari and asked for some business advice.

Naturally, Sambaxiu couldn't give any reasonable suggestions. He himself didn't even know how he managed to gain a foothold in the mature and saturated building materials industry. He could only give some advice that wouldn't go wrong.

In contrast, Asami Wataru has been trained as a successor since he was a child and has been working in the business world for many years, so naturally he has something to say.

Gradually, the number of people surrounding Samba Shu decreased, and the number of people surrounding Asamito increased.

Sambaxiu was happy to see this scene.

But just when he breathed a sigh of relief, Asami Watari's words made him surrounded by an enthusiastic crowd again.

"Mr. Hiyama, are you free to have dinner together later? I have a lot of questions that I need your help to answer."

Not only that, the number of cameras around Sambaxiu has doubled.

Listening to the shutter sounds coming one after another, Samba Xiu secretly took note of Asamito in his heart and politely declined the other party's invitation.

Then there were more shutter sounds.

That night, at the Balbon Demons' dinner, Ilias held a copy of the latest issue of the Financial Evening News and smiled as she read out the headlines of the front-page news: "Arrogant Hiyama Kei, dares to reject Asami Watari, what confidence does he have!", "Asami Watari: I would like to call Hiyama Kei the strongest." Leader, you are on the front page again."

"Who on earth wrote such an embarrassing title?" Sambaxiu put down his wine glass and complained.

But Wu Dao frowned and murmured, "Asami Watari."

"Budao, do you know this guy?" Ilias raised her eyebrows.

Wu Dao took the newspaper, glanced through it briefly, and nodded: "Well, he came to me some time ago and said he wanted to buy our security company, but I refused."

"I see." Samba Shu instantly understood the source of Asami Watari's slight hostility during the day.

In the original plot of "Miracle Sentai Chronoranger", in order to deal with the chaos caused by the villain organization Longdaz Family, and also to take advantage of this chaos to gain benefits, Asami Watari formed a security service company - City Guard.

It now seems that the other party had the idea of ​​making money by taking advantage of the anxiety caused by the weirdo turmoil at this stage.

"It turns out that we are stealing his business. No wonder he agrees with the saying 'prepare for a rainy day'."

Sambaxiu murmured, an idea gradually taking shape in his mind.

Now that this business has been snatched away, why not grab it more thoroughly?

"Budao, is the security company still recruiting?"

Wu Dao nodded: "Although Xu Wu Ba and the others have joined the company, we are still short of people. After all, this job has a high risk factor, so it is not easy to recruit people."

"Then let me recommend someone to you." Sambaxiu said with a smile.

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