The world's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference was eight o'clock the morning before.

A plane taking off from Kyoto, Tokyo, landed at a dedicated airport in the inner city of Beijing.

This airport is a secret large military airport and is usually only activated when the head of state-level is visiting.

Today, the entire airport was full of martial law, and full of armed special forces soldiers were everywhere. Hu Shuai personally took over the airport with his own guard regiment and Guards Special Forces.

As the commander of the Guard Corps, Yang Peiran is fully responsible for command.

Fang Liefeng, the new leader of the Guards Special Forces, led the entire Guards Special Forces to execute all instructions.

When the plane from Kyoto, Japan landed, only three people came forward on the inner city.

Hu Shuai, Wang Changhe, Bai Yanshan.

The leader of the Japanese delegation was none other than the head of the Japanese Empire Intelligence Agency, Sato Ryuki.

Of course, his identity today is the head of the delegation, the official identity, nor the head of the Intelligence Agency, but the Minister of the Royal Family of Kyoto in Japan.

When Bai Yanshan and the other three received the Japanese delegation, their attitude was neither lukewarm nor hot. The two sides didn't even have a simple exchange. They just looked at each other, and then Bai Yanshan made a call to the delegation brought by Zuo Tenglongshan and got on the bus first.

However, Sato Ryugu bowed to Bai Yanshan and the other three solemnly, and then walked towards the three cars on the other side with the seven people behind him.

Since both parties have completely understood each other's intentions and arrangements, why should they be hypocritical and polite?

The decision of this meeting will be related to the future of the two most important countries in the world.

Loss, wins and losses will all be related to everything.

Without any unnecessary procedures or nonsense, one of the towers on the east side of the airport was temporarily converted into a conference room. After both parties entered, the outside was blocked directly.

Sato Ryuu sat opposite Bai Yanshan, and seven people behind him lined up on both sides of him.

But there are only three people on Bai Yanshan.

Zhuo Tenglongshan bowed slightly to Bai Yanshan, then asked with a chuckling:

"Bai Yanshanjun, I wonder if you agree with our plan?"

Bai Yanshan said directly:

"Don't agree, you must agree to our plan, otherwise we will refuse to participate in this bet."

A trace of extremely profound sarcasm flashed in Sato Ryu's eyes, and he smiled slightly, his voice a little feminine.

His Mandarin is a perfect word, but his speed is very slow:

"Bai Yanshanjun, we also disagree with your plan. Since both of us do not agree with each other's plan, then I have a good solution."

Bai Yanshan frowned slightly and said slowly:

"What's the solution?"

"What about following a very simple way to resolve disputes that has been passed down thousands of years ago in your country?"

Bai Yanshan's brows frowned even more:

"You mean to draw lots?"

Sato Ryuki immediately laughed:

"Yes, it's just to draw lots. This method is both simple and practical. Whenever I hesitate, I like to use this method to make choices the most."

Bai Yanshan, Wang Changhe and Hushuai exchanged glances with each other. There was a sense of disbelief and alertness in the eyes of the three of them.

If it is really that simple, that would be strange.

Ordinary people don’t know what this world’s No. 1 martial arts conference represents. One day, they still drink, dance, and life is still the same.

However, only the three of them knew what this century-old gamble involved.

National destiny!

Once you win, the national fortune will reach an unprecedented height.

However, once you lose, the national fortune that is rising rapidly will go downhill and will fall hard to the ground with free fall.

A country that has finally become stronger again will fall to the point where it is bullied like a hundred years ago.

Both sides are loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and they look calm, but in the dark, they are preparing in full swing, not missing any place where any problems or omissions may occur.

For the inner city, this is a breakthrough battle. You can't lose, you can only win.

As for Japan, this is also a war they cannot afford to lose.

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At this time, Long Qi was frowning at home, looking at a thin piece of letter paper in his hand.

The letter paper was sent by Mr. Jiang.

There are only six words on the letter paper:

A narration at the back mountain at midnight.

"Brother Jiang, who gave this to you?"

Jiang Bo said helplessly:

"I don't know, this letter paper appeared in my room, and I didn't find anything."

Long Qi couldn't help but take a long breath.

He can't see through Uncle Jiang's strength. Although he doesn't know how powerful Uncle Jiang is, it is definitely unfathomable.

Not to mention that there are Tianwei, Fenglongwei and the entire imperial manor at home, which was built by Jiang Bo.

It was so terrifying that the other party could break through quietly.

Uncle Jiang looked at Long Qi and said a little gloomy:

"Little guy, this person who asked you to meet is really amazing. You'd better not go."

Long Qi smiled faintly and suddenly started to laugh:

"I'm very interested in this person."

Mr. Jiang Si looked at Long Qi helplessly:

"That bet will begin tomorrow, and it may be a conspiracy."

Long Qi shook his head:

"No, since the other party has absolute certainty about tomorrow, how could he attack me today?"

Then he looked at Mr. Jiang Si and said seriously:

"Uncle Jiang, I'll leave my family to you. Before I come back, you must not let everyone get into trouble, especially Xia Lan. She will go to Hollywood in a few days. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mr. Jiang Si nodded:

"Don't worry, I won't let any problems happen to my family!"

Long Qi nodded then, and the letter paper in his hand was pinched into a ball and bounced into the trash can in the corner of the room.

"I'll go and meet this person for a while tonight."

After saying that, he turned around and left Jiang Bo's room.

At twelve o'clock noon, a delegation from Japan took a plane to leave the airport in the inner city.

Bai Yanshan and Wang Changhe saw the delegation away and left without waiting for the plane to take off. Hu Shuai began to make final preparations for tomorrow's shocking bet.

The result of the draw of lots between the two sides was that Bai Yanshan won.

If Bai Yanshan wins, he will naturally not choose the plan proposed by the Japanese. However, Bai Yanshan and others always have a certain feeling in their hearts.

It seems that today's meeting is too much of a joke.

The national destiny of the two major powers in the next two or three hundred years will be determined by drawing lots?

Isn't this a child's play?
Chapter completed!