Chapter 961: A Bamboo Sword Is Enough to Deal with You Chinese Warriors
The old house has now been completely returned to Xiao Zhang's hands.
As for whether he sells it or lives in it, Chen Xin'an doesn't need to worry about it.
Because the purpose of this well has not been understood yet, no one has the idea of sealing it.
However, the environment here is still quite good.
The riverside avenue is convenient for transportation, and the Grand Canal is more than 20 meters away.
In other words, the pipe under the well must be at least 25 meters long.
Luo Xiaoman is really good at swimming. He held his breath for so long and sneaked for more than 20 meters.
If he hadn't been hit by Chen Xin'an at the last moment, he could have come up unscathed.
There is a Luo Ning store nearby. Luo Xiaoman went in and pulled out two sets of clothes like a bandit, and gave Chen Xin'an a set of shoes together.
After the two changed into clean clothes, Luo Xiaoman touched the wound on his head and wanted to talk with a depressed look. Chen Xin'an quickly shifted his gaze.
Pointing to a very impressive residential area 50 meters away, he asked, "What is that place?"
Wu Yan said to him, "Yinhai Manor is considered a wealthy area in Kyoto."
Chen Xinan looked as if he had suddenly realized something.
The famous Yinhai Manor is here?
The Lu family's old nest in Kyoto!
I heard that the old man Lu Zifu bought all three villas at the south gate of Yinhai Manor and turned the security guards at the south gate of the community into his private security guards?
The account of Ning Changming hanging at the gate of Liangmao Company has not been settled with the Lu family.
But now is not the time to settle accounts with the Lu family, let him live happily for a few more days.
Sitting in the car, preparing to find a place to eat, Chen Xinan's mobile phone in his shirt pocket rang.
Someone sent a message, Chen Xinan took a look, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Turning his head, Chen Xinan asked Wu Yan: "There is a Jinxiang Garden nearby, do you know where it is?"
"How can I not know? It's the fifth floor of Lijing! It's a first-class restaurant in Kyoto City!"
Luo Xiaoman grinned and said to Chen Xinan: "Why, where do you want to eat?
Okay, big brother, you are very particular!
But there are only three of us, so we must not waste money.
We must control the meal cost to around 10,000 yuan, which is also a very good meal.
Brother, I know you have a lot of money and don't care about this.
But I want to help you save money for my sister-in-law.
What do you think?"
Chen Xinan glanced at him and cursed: "I think you are a toad dreaming!
The fifth floor of Lijing, right? I know.
You two go back now, Aman, take my sister-in-law back to the hospital!"
Wu Yan knew that Chen Xinan was busy, so she didn't say anything, but just nodded.
Luo Xiaoman was furious and yelled at Chen Xinan: "What do you mean, Mr. Chen?
You asked us to come here for work, but told us to get out when it's time to eat.
Is there a boss as stingy as you?
You let the horse run without giving it grass, and you go to eat and drink and have fun, is that how you treat your brothers?"
"Get lost!" Chen Xinan yelled unhappily: "Does this house have anything to do with me?
Maybe it will belong to your father in the future, who will work for whom?
Also, I have something to do, you go back to recuperate, get out!"
Chen Xinan was too lazy to talk to this guy, so he drove them out of the car.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message, waited for the reply, grinned, and drove Longye out of Shenqiao Hutong.
Gah!
The car suddenly stopped again, and Chen Xinan's face darkened.
Looking at Luo Xiaoman stretching out his hands in front of the car, and then running to the side happily.
Originally, I didn't want to let him get in the car, but seeing him bowing and looking smug, Chen Xin'an had no choice but to open the door for him.
"Where's Wu Yan?" Chen Xin'an asked with a dark face.
Luo Xiaoman grinned and said, "I asked the people in the store to send her back! I'll go with you, drive!"
Chen Xin'an angrily scolded, "I'm not going to eat, why are you following me!"
"Do you think I don't know?" Luo Xiaoman sneered at Chen Xin'an and said:
"Or do you think that I, Luo Xiaoman, am a mountain boy who came to the city and has never eaten good food, so I treat you as a fat sheep to be slaughtered?"
Hearing what he said, Chen Xin'an felt a little guilty, took a deep breath and said:
"Your injury is not healed yet.
Don't do it when the time comes.
I'm sure you won't agree to wait in the car, so just stand aside and follow me!"
In the cherry box of Jinxiangyuan Restaurant on the fifth floor of Lijing, a group of people knelt beside a low table.
An old man in a Tang suit, holding a wine glass, said to the middle-aged man and woman next to him:
"My brother is busy with work, so he sent me here to welcome Mr. Yamasuke and Ms. Takanari.
Our big alliance will always be good friends of the Sakura Society.
Please say hello to the president Mr. Yamasuke Kazuo on behalf of my brother and me, and ask him to come to China when he has time!"
The middle-aged man and woman looked like Chinese people, but you could tell they were foreigners when they opened their mouths.
The man was in his forties, bald and with a flat nose, and he was very ugly.
His expression was very arrogant, as if everyone owed him two hundred yuan, and he looked at people with his chin up.
With an ugly smile on his face, the man said to the old man in Tang suit:
"Mr. Mo Shushan, my father asked me to bring a message to your brother Mo Shushan.
He can agree to your conditions.
But there are conditions for being your guarantee.
Within two years, we want China to have at least one thousand Yidaoliu Kendo Halls in first-tier cities.
If this goal is achieved, your business will be easily achieved!"
"Two years?" Mo Shushan frowned and said to the man:
"But we didn't say there was such a rule before.
And in the current form It seems that it is difficult for us to wait for two years..."
Mr. Shanjie snorted coldly and said to Mo Shushan arrogantly:
"Mr. Mo, your request is not in line with the rules!
Since our Sakura Club has assumed joint liability, we have the right to make our request.
If it cannot be done, then I'm sorry.
The fee you paid before will not be returned because of your breach of contract.
We will also pursue further compensation for losses from you!"
The others present looked angry, but no one dared to refute in person, because everyone knew that this couple could not be provoked!
Duan Fengchen, who was sitting at the edge, slapped the table and snorted:
"Mr. Mo, you spent five million and got this result?
Is this the reinforcement our alliance invited?
Then you might as well give us the five million.
The old Dharma Hall worked hard on this, but only got more than two million!"
An old man next to him sneered and said with disdain: "Then what?
What is the result now?
The only person to be solved is the Guanbeiguan War.
The Wushu Association still didn't get it.
On the contrary, even the head of the old Dharma Hall was killed.
Two of the three elders died, leaving only you, Duan Fengchen!
Old Duan, tell me, what use are you?"
Duan Fengchen's face turned pale and blue, pointing at the middle-aged man and woman and said:
"Are they useful? When did the swordsman from Daying dare to come to China to make trouble..."
As soon as the voice fell, Miss Takanari suddenly rushed over, and before Duan Fengchen could react, he was hit on the throat.
Miss Takanari held a bamboo sword in her hand, looked at Duan Fengchen coldly and said:
"If this was my sword, you would have become a dead man now!"
Good guy, this action is really too fast, right?
No one present could see how she took out the bamboo sword.
The key is that you, a woman, carry a bamboo pole with you for what?
Are you ready to hang clothes at any time?
Mr. Shanjie sneered and said, "A bamboo sword is enough to deal with you self-righteous Chinese warriors!"
Duan Fengchen's face was pale, and he sat down, but his eyes revealed a complicated look.