One step, two steps, ten steps, every step is startling.

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang walked steadily to the door of the shanty, and saw a dozen men wearing white Taoist uniforms, holding Japanese swords in their arms. It turned out that the people who came here were evil. After the two of them were slightly stunned, they felt a sense of self-sacrifice.

The momentum of the others suddenly increased by three points, the corners of their mouths unconsciously raised slightly, and they snorted coldly in unison.

These dozen uninvited guests don’t seem to have guns in their hands? The smiles on the faces of Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang have a sinister flavor, grandson! Grandpa has been waiting for this day for a long time, and today he will take it out on you,

Let you experience the pure old China boxing.

Everyone didn't understand the language and had nothing to say, so they just closed the door and beat the dogs. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang rolled up their sleeves. Seeing them getting ready to use force, the leader hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "Take a lot of horses."

father!"

"Wait a minute..." The Chinese voice that rang out at the same time came from a fat man with fair skin and glasses. He took a step out of the crowd, put on a false smile on his face, and said loudly: "Are you Mr. Wu Ming and Mr. Zhuge Dachang?

"

Wu Ming's eyebrows twitched twice. Although he was not surprised that others would find out his identity, he couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? How do you know our names?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is..." The man with glasses didn't finish his words, he smiled mysteriously, and then he snapped his fingers thinking he was handsome.

A dozen gangsters suddenly split into two sides, revealing the two women who were blocked by their bodies. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang took a closer look, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces. They turned out to be the female thieves they had never been able to find.

If bondage is an art, then the Japanese are masters of the art of bondage. They are at the pinnacle of their bondage skills. The two girls were tied up and down, creating perfect lines.

It was beautiful, but a little desolate. They were kneeling on the floor pitifully, just like the death row prisoners who knelt at the Meridian Gate in ancient times, waiting for their heads to fall off.

Because their mouths were covered with tape, they could only look helplessly at Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, and screamed for help. Wu Ming felt compassion and shouted out something he had always wanted to shout but had no chance to.

"Let those two girls go!"

The man with glasses was very considerate to Wu Ming and turned around to give some instructions. Immediately, several minions went to help the two girls loosen their ties. After the ropes were untied, the two girls tore off the sealing tape from their mouths and continued

He crawled up to Wu Ming, kowtowed and cried: "Simi, please... Simi, please..."

"Stop!" Zhuge Dachang shouted. The two girls were frightened and immediately forgot to cry. Then he gesticulated and said, "Where are our bags?"

"Brother Pig! You scared them..." Wu Ming helped the two girls up and said warmly in English: "Don't be afraid! We just want to get our bags back."

Wu Ming overestimated the IQ of the two delinquent girls. Due to work needs, they could only simply howl "fakeme" in their throats, and could not understand complex English at all. Both of them had dull and confused expressions on their faces.

"No need to ask them, your IDs and other items are in our hands. If you want to take them back..." The man with glasses took the initiative, took out a white envelope, and said slowly: "This is from our President Sakuragi."

Yours……"

"What is this?" Wu Ming took the envelope and said with a smile: "Is it a challenge? Whoever loses is the sick man of East Asia?"

The man with glasses pushed up his glasses and said with an embarrassed look, "You really know how to joke. This is just an invitation letter from our president to you two."

Dear Mr. Wu Ming and Mr. Zhuge Dachang, hello... The final signature is: Sakuragi longevity.

In less than a minute, Wu Ming finished reading the invitation letter written in traditional Chinese characters. The content was very simple. It probably meant that everyone had a misunderstanding before, and now he invited them to visit the house.

Seeing Wu Ming put the invitation back into his pocket after reading it, the man with glasses smiled warmly and said, "Our president just invites you two to his home for a good chat."

Zhuge Dachang poked Wu Ming with his hand and asked for his opinion: "Sangui..."

Wu Ming didn't say anything. He glanced at the two girls helplessly and shook his head secretly. They were probably caught because they moved the mobile phones in their bags. For high-end hackers, through mobile phone signals

Finding the target is just a piece of cake. Now that the documents and other items are in people's hands, it may not be long before even the eighteenth generation of our ancestors are found out?

Although I can't figure out why Yakuza would fight first and then be polite, it seems that it has entered a period of peace now? What tricks are they going to do? Follow the procedures and negotiate.

Did they find out that I am worth a lot and want my big house? My fields? My money?

After Wu Ming thought twice, he laughed in a teasing tone: "Brother traitor! Please take us to see your Lord Sakuragi!"

"Uh..." The man with glasses wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a dark face, "I'm sorry! I'm not Chinese, and I'm not a traitor."

"You are not Chinese?" Wu Ming looked surprised, and then praised sincerely: "Taijun! Your Chinese is quite standard!"

"…………"

Wu Ming chuckled and said, "Okay! Let's go!"

A group of people walked out of the shanty slowly. Zhuge Dachang took Wu Ming's shoulder, came to him and whispered: "Are we really going? Are you afraid that people will close the door and beat the dog?"

Wu Ming rolled his eyes and corrected: "We are not dogs, you should say they close the door and let the dogs out!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you really want to go? This is a sheep entering a tiger's mouth."

Wu Ming sighed and said, "What else can we do if we don't go? We don't have a dime on us, and all the documents are in other people's hands. If we don't get them back, are we going to swim back to China?"

Zhuge Dachang smiled bitterly and said: "I hope I can come back standing upright."

"Don't be so pessimistic. The situation has changed now!" Wu Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "They seem to be willing to give us a chance to confess and be lenient."

"Listening to what you said, it seems to be really different. Unlike the past two days, when they met, they immediately resorted to swords and guns..." Zhuge Dachang touched his chin and thought for a while, and asked: "Why is this happening?

"

Wu Ming shrugged and said, "You'll know after you meet the man named Yingmu Changshou."

The two of them were whispering as they walked. Although many young people in Japan admire Y culture, a dozen people wearing ancient clothes and holding long knives were really eye-catching. A group of nearly twenty people walked in a mighty manner.

On the corridor of the shanty town, the nearby residents were scared to retreat.

As long as he is a little devil, no matter which village he enters, the effect will be the same! It’s all a hectic job. Wu Ming secretly smiled. Suddenly, with his sharp eyes, he spotted the little devil hiding not far away and peeking his head.

Aunt Chen Yuanyuan, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, this woman's concealment skills are really poor, she is indeed a teammate like a pig.

He slowed down calmly, then approached the man with glasses, glanced at the two frightened girls in the team, and said calmly: "Is it okay to let them go? In fact, they have nothing to do with our affairs."

"Okay!" The man with glasses nodded cheerfully and said without thinking, "Keeping them is of no use to us."

Wu Ming did not agree with his idea. Who said beautiful girls are useless? A beautiful girl can make at least three big men weak in the legs, and a thousand beautiful young women can make five thousand strong men survive. A bright sword and a bright gun are always far better than nothing.

The beauty's soft knife is powerful.

This fake traitor is quite right! Wu Ming secretly praised in his heart and said quietly: "Actually, everything that happened before was all misunderstandings. As long as we sit down and talk calmly, we can definitely turn conflicts into friendship. As the saying goes..."

The man with glasses smiled and interrupted: "What do you want to say?"

Wu Ming coughed twice and said pointedly: "In addition to these two girls, this matter also involves other people. I hope you won't embarrass them."

"Sir Sakuragi just asked me to invite you two. As for the other people..." The man with glasses glanced in the direction where Chen Yuanyuan was hiding and continued: "We will not embarrass them, and we do not want to involve more people.

Come in."

Wu Ming nodded and said with a smile: "That's good!"

Near the garbage dump in the shanty town, a luxurious extended Rolls-Royce RV was parked quietly. There were also several good escort cars parked in front and behind it. The entire group of cars seemed a bit out of place with the surrounding environment. The glasses

The man made an inviting gesture.

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang looked at each other, were they treated like VIPs? This was so different from the previous treatment. The incompatibility between water and fire turned into a fusion of glue and paint. Why did it become like this? Which link took place the chemical reaction?

?

More than four hours later, people who had gone to bed early had already seen Duke Zhou. The motorcade slowly drove onto a mountain road two to three hundred kilometers away from Osaka City. The mountain road without street lights was eerie and dark. If you listened carefully, you could still hear the wheels passing by.

The sound of fallen leaves.

This ghost place should be inaccessible, and it felt a bit eerie. The expression on Wu Ming's face was a bit stiff, and he was a little scared. A bright light appeared not far away, and the fear in his heart suddenly dissipated.

Soon, the convoy drove into a manor-style building complex with a concierge. After passing through the 'open'-shaped archway gate on the ramp, Wu Ming's eyes flashed with surprise. How could there be a torii here? Could this be a shrine?

Torii is a unique building of Oriental shrines, symbolizing the entrance to the divine world.

The car stopped, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang stepped out of the car door one after another, and then walked into a small forest led by a large group of minions. All they saw along the way were antique buildings and even street lights.

Lantern shape.

It seemed that this place was really a shrine. Before Wu Ming could ask urgent questions, the man with glasses coughed twice elegantly. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had arrived at the door of the side hall. There were more than a dozen people waiting outside the door, headed by a group of people.

Men and women who have very uncoordinated body proportions.

The man is about thirty-four years old, wearing a black suit, with a majestic and stern face. He is less than 1.7 meters tall, but he looks quite strong. The woman is taller than him by a full head or more, and her aura completely overwhelms him.

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Wearing high-heeled clogs and hair tied up high, the hostess is steadily over 1.9 meters tall. This is a woman that Wu Ming needs to look up to. She is dressed in a black mourning kimono and has a slight smile on her face.

, she was the woman who led people to hunt down Wu Ming at Todai Temple.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous. Zhuge Dachang glared at the tall beauty, and found that her eyes flashed red under the light, much like the pupils of a beast. His face began to turn blue, and he couldn't help but pat Wu

Ming's shoulder, whispered: "Can't that woman be a monster? Why are her eyes red?"

"What's so strange about this?"

"Isn't this strange?" Zhuge Dachang said, sweating profusely, "Does she know the legendary Sharingan?"

"I can still roll my eyes!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes as he said it, and said angrily: "Don't you know there is something called contact lenses?"

"Color contact lenses?" Zhuge Dachang was stunned for a moment, and then cursed angrily: "What a fool, I thought I met a monster."

"Happy silver, happy silver..."

"Ku Ni ji wa, Ku Ni ji wa..."

The host and guest came forward, speaking each other's Mandarin politely, with friendly smiles. Wu Ming even hugged the male host affectionately. They were obviously laughing, but there was always a sense of hypocrisy.
Chapter completed!