Two days later, Tokyo, Japan, Ginza.

"This is Ginza...it's really prosperous!"

Looking at the towering buildings around and with the endless stream of people, the fat man sitting in the bus said typical nonsense.

The person responsible for receiving Zhang Mu and his group of eight was a young Japanese girl in her early 20s. Her full name was "Ouyang Tengmiko". It is said that her father is Chinese.

Fujimiko speaks fluent Mandarin, her conversation is elegant and polite, and she is not extraordinary in appearance, but her temperament is excellent, giving people a feeling of being a little girl.

Although Fujimiko is Japanese, she left a very good impression on everyone. When chatting with Zhang Mu and others, she would always inadvertently show a faint smile and a shallow dimples, almost knowing everything.

Along the way, Fujimiko acted as a guide, so that time in the car passed very quickly and would not feel boring at all.

When Zhang Mu arrived at the Hero Hall, it was damn big. Their masters and the others had already been waiting at the door. They sat in a pavilion-style outdoor cafe chatting and smoking.

"Little Master! You're finally here!" Taotian threw down his coffee cup, stepped over the fence with one hand, ran over with a smile, and hugged Zhang Mu with a man.

"Haha! Datian, long time no see! - Hey, Daben." Zhang Mu was in a good mood and patted Datian's shoulders, turning his eyes to the pavilion. The person and the young men and women who came to participate in the competition smiled at him.

The arrival of Zhang Mu and his group of eight made the pavilion look a little narrow, but everyone was young and didn't care about it.

Zhang Mu lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Why are you hurting them? Why haven't you arrived yet? It shouldn't be."

I also laughed: "I and Ah Sui were on the phone just now and got off the plane. It's a coincidence that they and Ah Mu are on the same flight and can get here in half an hour at the latest." After that, I turned around and faced the Hero Hall and said: "Go and register first, so as not to get too many people later."

"Um!"

Under the leadership of the Lord and Fujimiko, Zhang Mu and others successfully registered the information, and each of them obtained an identity hanger. On the day of the real competition, they could only enter the venue with the identity hanger.

The contestants' resting place was a five-star hotel not far from the "Hero Hall". After throwing their luggage, changing clothes, etc. into their respective bedrooms, Zhang Mu followed everyone back to the Hero Hall.

"Damn! Where are you going?" Mythshu opened his hands and quickly walked to Zhang Mu, punched Zhang Mu in the chest, and then laughed and said, "Twelve, I haven't seen you for a while, you are handsome again~!"

Zhang Mu laughed a few times, raised the myth-scared shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's natural to be handsome, so don't be jealous of me."

"Haha, I also brought you a sprint! Daben, damn, hello!" After clapping everyone with high fives, Mythshusband pulled Zhang Mu to the cafe occupied by the Chinese and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to my first boss, Huang Quan!"

Hearing the sound, Huang Quan slowly stood up from the chair, reached out to hold Zhang Mu heavily, and the thick voice of the mature man came out: "I have heard that the Twelve-Winged Angel is a young man, and it is better to see him at first sight than to hear him. Hello."

"Brother Huangquan, I've been awarded for it! Hello, hello, where is Amu?" Zhang Mu looked for Amu's shadow in the crowd behind Huangquan.

"Hey, twelve, look for me." The voice came from behind.

Zhang Mu turned his head and looked at A Mu, who was only three meters away from him and wearing a silver-white casual outfit, and couldn't help but be surprised. Seeing A Mu's age should be about the same age as him, he always had a smile on his face, and he was a sunny otaku.

Amu smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Although we have cooperated many times in the game, in reality, this is the first time we have met!"

"Haha, I'll be familiar with each other again." Zhang Mu said with a smile.

After A Mu's introduction, Zhang Mu quickly got to know A Mu's group of people, such as plagues, viruses, etc. They are not old. Except for Huangquan, their average age is only 26 years old.

Just as Zhang Mu was having a great time talking to everyone, the Chinese players who came to participate in the competition in the ice silkworm, the crazy dragon, the world, and the e and h areas were successively present, and the young people immediately chatted together without distinction.

"Brother Mu!" This is the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team in District H. The game ID is 'Burning Flower'. He is also a young man. He smiled at Zhang Mu.

After helping the compatriots complete all the procedures, it became dark and it was already 7 o'clock in the evening before they knew it. They made an appointment to go to the restaurant for dinner. Taking advantage of this, Zhang Mu changed himself to a set of sky blue casual outfits.

After all, it is summer now, and even thinner people will sweat, not to mention that Zhang Mu still has some muscles on his body.

There were many players from all over the country who came to participate in the competition in the restaurant. The appearance of Zhang Mu and Deng Jie attracted the attention of most people in the venue. This is last year's champion, the commander-in-chief of the Chinese team, the "Twelve-Winged Angel".

"Hahaha!" A hearty laughter came from the long table on the left. A blonde man strode over with several companions, came to Zhang Mu with a smile, and spoke a lot of English in a gurgling manner.

The blonde man in front of him was very kind-faced. Zhang Mu thought for a moment and immediately recognized him. He was the commander-in-chief of the last runner-up team, "Little William" of the United States.

Deng Jie whispered: "He said: Twelve Wings, I'm very happy to see you come to participate in the competition! Do you still remember what I said to you at the end of last year's game? Next year's championship will be won by our team in the United States."

"Haha! Wife, tell him: Dear William, I am very happy to see you here! I naturally remember what you said to me last year, but I can't win the championship by just talking, so I have to rely on my strength to speak!" Zhang Mu shook hands with Xiao William with a smile, and nodded and smiled at the strange or familiar face behind Xiao William.

"See you during the game! Let's talk with your strength!" Little William smiled and patted Zhang Mu's arm.

"Wife, I didn't expect that you were so easy to speak English. Without you, I would be embarrassed today." Zhang Mu sweated heavily. He had already returned the English he had learned before to his teacher.

Deng Jie was also guilty at this time, so she pinched him gently and muttered: "Fortunately, I had experience in dealing with foreigners when I was working in a hotel..."

A brief chat between Zhang Mu and William Xiao fell into the eyes of a group of Japanese players not far away.

A Japanese player gently pushed his glasses on his nose and said quietly: "He is the twelve-winged angel..." His tone was very empty.

His companion looked over when he heard this, and his mouth was filled with playful smiles.
Chapter completed!