The drizzle was like light silk in the hands of a fairy, weaving all night long. In the morning, it covered the sky and earth with a hazy veil. The humid air seemed to be able to wring out water. It was a wet and picturesque morning.

Standing under the eaves, looking up at the drizzle falling in the sky, Wu Ming looked a little depressed. The rain came at the wrong time. Because of the humidity, all the clothes he washed and dried last night were not dry, and he had no clothes to cover him.

I'm complaining about the rain. Should I wear a bathrobe and go out today?

Fortunately, this problem did not bother Wu Ming for too long. The man with translator glasses came and brought a real blessing. Due to the formal introduction before, Wu Ming already knew that his name was Ueto Yu, a top student at Kyoto Institute of Foreign Languages, Sakura.

The core figure of the group, he personally brought Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang a new change of clothes and breakfast.

Rice, fish soup, raw eggs, pickles, a very fishy traditional Japanese breakfast, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were not used to eating it, so they just managed to swallow it. People are not too picky about food when they are hungry.

After finishing breakfast, Wu Ming picked his teeth with a fish bone, glanced sideways at Ueto Yuo who was kneeling beside him, and asked casually: "Where is Mr. Sakuragi?"

Ueto Yu smiled slightly and replied: "The president is handling some official business in the company. He will come over to have lunch with you at noon."

Zhuge Dachang looked surprised and interrupted and asked: "Company? Isn't he here?"

Ueto explained: "The president doesn't live here. He returned to Dadong City last night. Usually only his wife lives here."

Husband and wife separated? Wu Ming's brows twitched twice, and the corners of his mouth were cracked and raised, showing a playful expression. It turned out that there was no rain for a long time. No wonder the woman had a face of resentment. This situation can easily make the second

There is an opportunity for the three of them to take advantage of each other. The distance will not make the couple have any nonsense beauty, it will only make the couple have an affair with an outsider.

A potential beautiful adultery is in front of you. Do you have to wait until you lose it before regretting it? People should know how to cherish blessings. Now is a good opportunity to take advantage of it. It would be too wasteful to miss it. A trace of wretchedness appeared on Wu Ming's eyebrows.

, he began to inquire about the family affairs of the couple in a roundabout way.

Ueto Yu did not hide too much about some obvious things and superficial identities. However, he did not reveal much about the identity and family affairs of Sakuragi and his wife, and he only mentioned some insignificant things.

When it came to the Sakura-gumi industry, he introduced it in detail.

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang do not care about how much property the Sakura Group has. They care more about the identities of Sakuragi and his wife, especially the wife of the leader of the Sakura Group, Sakuragi Natsuhara. Her real name is Yamaguchi Natsuhara.

Yamaguchi Natsuhara, comes from the Yamaguchi family, a wealthy underworld. Her sister is the former second wife of the Nara-gumi. The short-lived young master Tamura Saburo who died not long ago is her nephew. When they introduced her politely before, Wu Ming had already told Sakuragi Natsuhara

This name aroused suspicion, but now it has finally been confirmed that Sakuragi Natsuhara and Yamaguchi Natsuhara are the same person.

No wonder the team leader's wife, who is a lady, would show up and personally lead people to hunt her down. It is the nature of animals to protect calves, not to mention the highest level of animals. For Sakuragi Natsuhara, who has no children, her nephew and her

My son is no different.

Killing the son of a family is equivalent to ripping out someone's heart. Although they feel very wronged in their hearts, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, who compare themselves to each other, can understand some people's feelings. There is only one thing that makes them still confused. They have already entered a situation where they will not stop fighting.

Why is there a 180-degree change now?

What is the purpose of standing still? Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang are not think-tank types. They are too lazy to think too much about these brain-consuming things. Seeing the rain stopped outside the door and window, they stood up and walked out together. There will always be something after the rain.

Sunshine and water will always come out.

The air after the rain could smell the smell of earth and vegetation. The three men strolled leisurely on the bluestone path. Ueto acted as a temporary tour guide, introducing the buildings they saw along the road to Wu Ming.

This ancient building was indeed a shrine. As people in the mountains gradually moved to live outside the mountains, the shrine lost its incense and gradually declined. Ten years ago, the Sakura Group purchased the shrine, repaired and expanded it, and then turned it into a private summer resort.

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Passing by a large house with a plaque hanging on it, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang heard shouts coming from inside the house and the sound of bamboo swords hitting each other. They opened the door with curiosity on their faces.

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The hall is about 300 square meters by visual inspection. It has a shiny wooden floor and is surrounded by wooden figures for practice. There are many honorary certificates hanging on the wall. In the center of the venue, eight people wearing Taoist uniforms and protective gear are practicing kendo.

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Going against the wind, thrusting, Tangzhu, cassock cutting, whether to strike first or to stop calmly, make a calm judgment, and face it bravely, this is the battle of the samurai, this is a fight that combines wisdom and courage, this is the way of the sword.

Kendo is a traditional oriental martial arts. Like the traditional Chinese martial arts, it has already gone from prosperity to decline. There are fewer and fewer people practicing it. Nowadays, only some people who advocate the spirit of bushido can practice kendo.

After Wu Ming and the others entered the dojo, all the practitioners stopped and took off the protective shields on their heads. The nine people were six men and three women. Eight of them were wearing black Taoist uniforms. Only the hostess Sakuragi Natsuhara

What is different is that she is wearing a white Taoist uniform.

The leading sister plus eight subordinates, no more, no less, nine people. Judging from their appearance and body shape, they should be the ones who chased us nine streets with M16s? After Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang exchanged a look, their eyes began to look like wolves

Like tigers, the eyes of both sides meet, as if there are sparks and lightning. Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

The man was hung up and castrated, and the woman was hanged up and raped.

Wu Ming's eyes were about to burst into flames. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting tense, Uetoo coughed hurriedly and loudly. Sakuragi Natsuhara smiled brightly and signaled his men to continue practicing. Wu Ming snorted coldly and walked aside arrogantly.

In front of the knife rest, he picked up a bamboo sword.

Fortunately, the fight didn't start. Ueto Yu breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat secretly. Wu Ming held the bamboo sword in his right hand and put his left hand behind his back. He stabbed the dummy against the wall with a few swords in a Western fencing routine.

Down, the movements are elegant and graceful.

Zhuge Dachang, who was striking the enemy with his eyes, took a moment to glance at Wu Ming, then let out a surprised sigh and asked: "You kid can also do Western fencing?"

"You know a little bit about it!" Wu Ming nodded and smiled: "I have an instructor who is a master of swordsmanship."

"How about showing me two tricks?"

"OK!"

Seeing that all the eyes around him were looking at him, Wu Ming became more energetic. He used all his strength to touch his breasts and thrust hard at the dummy. The final finishing move was a handsome

The Overlord turned around, and the bamboo sword flew out from his hand. With a "bang..." sound, the lamp on the wall fell down and shattered to the ground.

At the same time, everyone's eyeballs were shattered on the ground, and the expressions on their faces all turned into shock!

In ancient times, Genghis Khan bent his bow and shot at a giant eagle; today, Wu Ming dances with his sword and shoots light bulbs.

When Wu Ming usually catches something and throws it into the sky, he always shoots at the light source subconsciously. This is out of professional habits. Whether it is sneaking around or having an affair with the sister-in-law, the best way is to use the dark light to steal someone's wife. Anyone who steals someone's wife by open fire will definitely be the first to die.

River bottom.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows at Zhuge Dachang and said with a proud smile: "How is it? Are you so handsome?"

Zhuge Dachang ridiculed: "Does Western fencing still have a carbine?"

Wu Ming laughed and said: "This is my own flying knife that returns to the horse."

Just as the two of them were talking, Sakuragi Natsuhara walked over in a swaying manner. If time is a butcher's knife, then it is too kind to this woman in her thirties, and it is not as beautiful as her.

There was a trace of wrinkles on her face, but she was still bare-faced and still beautiful.

Walking in front of the two of them, Sakuragi Natsuhara bowed slightly, his eyes fell on Wu Ming, and he smiled with interest and said: "Your Western swordsmanship is pretty good! But should you give me a light tube as compensation?"

Zhuge Dachang was shocked: "Can you speak Chinese?"

Wu Ming chuckled and said, "I'm willing to pay with my body!"

"I don't like eating meat!" Sakuragi Xiayuan pretended to be confused. She walked directly to the knife stand aside, then picked up a bamboo sword, turned around and said: "Wu Mingjun! You said my swordsmanship is great,

Or are you good at Western swordsmanship?"

"You want to compete?"

"Don't you dare?"

Beating your wife on a rainy day is called idleness, but beating someone else's beautiful wife on a rainy day is called a rare opportunity. Wu Ming felt happy in his heart, but he had a bossy look on his face and hummed: "Why should I

Want to compete with you?"

Sakuragi Natsuhara's smile was like the cherry blossoms in June, charming and elegant. She whispered softly: "Chinese men are indeed..."

Are they all cowards? Before she could come to a conclusion, Wu Ming hurriedly interrupted: "Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"

"I want to say that all men in China are indeed gentlemen. They only like to talk and don't like to use hands..." Sakuragi Natsuhara playfully joked: "It seems that Wu Mingjun is not a gentleman."

Are you kidding me? Wu Ming had a dark look on his face and said coldly: "Our Chinese martial arts competitions must be successful."

"Luck?"

"Rewards for winning, penalties for losing!"

Sakuragi Natsuhara nodded in sudden realization and said confidently: "If you lose, just promise me one thing."

Wu Ming curled his lips and said, "I'll give you my original words!"

Whether it is Eastern Kendo or Western fencing, both parties must wear protective gear. One is to protect themselves, and the other is to respect their opponents. When they saw the two walking towards the cabinet next to them to get protective gear, a tall woman walked over to Sakuragi Natsuhara.

Next to him, he said respectfully: "Ama Gujishe...chirp Wai Wai Wai Wai..."

When Wu Ming put on his protective gear, the person standing in front of him was not Sakuragi Xia Yuan, but a tall and thick woman, such as Zhang Fei. To defeat the boss, you must first clear out the mobs. This is someone else's place, and the rules are as follows:

It is a rule that everyone who comes is a guest, so Wu Ming, as the challenger, must first challenge the swordsmen of lower ranks.

Wu Ming glanced at the beautiful Xia Yuan Sakuragi beside him, and then looked at the ruined female Zhang Fei with a look of helplessness. The two sides stood still and bowed to each other. The female Zhang Fei held a sword in both hands and opened his stance. Wu Ming swung his sword and turned around.

After making a circle, he signaled his opponent to attack first in a very gentlemanly manner.

After waiting for a while, the female Zhang Fei, whose expression could not be seen, still looked ready to attack, with no sign of attacking first. Wu Ming felt a little anxious, but facing a woman, he was embarrassed to make the first move.

Thinking of the games he had played before, Wu Ming curled up his lips, raised his middle finger at his opponent, and said provocatively in English: "bitch..."

The female Zhang Fei really looked a bit like Zhang Fei. Her hair immediately exploded when she was stimulated. She shouted angrily, held her sword and rushed to Wu Ming in a few steps, and struck the head with a powerful blow...

Wu Ming faced the blow to the head and took a European step that was common on the basketball court. His shoulders feinted twice like lightning. He bowed and ran out from the side of the female Zhang Fei. Then he instantly went around behind her and raised his foot with a thunderous wave.

Like kicking someone in the butt.

"Hey, hey..." The female Zhang Fei fell to the ground, covering her buttocks and twitching, and couldn't get up for a long time.

According to the rules of kendo, if the bamboo sword falls to the ground, you lose. Wu Ming, who killed his opponent instantly, took off his mask, revealed a deep look in his eyes, looked at the stunned Zhuge Dachang beside him, and asked quietly: "Brother Zhu! What do you think of my swordsmanship?"

How about it?"

Zhuge Dachang asked weakly: "Can I use my feet to compete with swords?"

"People are swords, and swords are people. I have reached the point where man and sword are one, and my feet are also my sword!"

"Depend on!"

Wu Ming shook his head and sighed with a lonely look on his face: "Who can understand my sword?"

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A series of contemptuous eyes were directed at Wu Ming, and the corners of Sakuragi Xia Yuan's mouth curled up slightly. This is indeed a shameless man. He may not be a master of swordsmanship, but he is undoubtedly a master of fighting. Such an opponent is quite interesting.
Chapter completed!