The Japanese attach great importance to honor. Whether it is family or individual honor, even if it is worthless or illusory, they will be like a madman when necessary, and sacrifice their lives to defend honor. It is this persistence and strong cohesion that enables Japan, a small country to stand up again on the ruins after World War II, become a strong man in the Asian economic field, with the best national treatment and one of the richest countries.

Since taking office in January last year, the current Prime Minister Hashimoto has been committed to developing Sino-Japanese friendly relations. During his two years in office, he has repeatedly refused to visit the Yasukuni Shrine. This has allowed Sino-Japanese relations to enter the most easing and good development stage since World War II. However, the Japanese political parties are complex, and they are constantly fighting each other and quarrels. The opposition party and the ruling party leader have been singing the Taiwan drama. I will try my best to oppose and destroy what you advocate and persist.

Inukai Tsuki is the most representative figure that has emerged in the Komeito Party in recent years. Although the Liberal Democratic Party and the Komeito Party are both ruling parties, Inukai Tsuki has never expressed his support for Hashimoto on China. He often secretly interferes with the self-defense force and uses secret tricks. With many years of service in the Self-Defense Force, he is a political speculator who is good at making villains. According to rumors, he has a close personal relationship with the current emperor's second concubine, Kumiko Ikei.

The Momura family, famous for its barrier artifacts, has a long historical heritage and is also one of the three oldest mysterious families in the world. It has always been a die-hard follower of the royal family. This time, Chiyo Momura, the representative of the Momura family, came to China because he was privately entrusted by a major figure in the royal family to assist the first executor in carrying out an important task, Watanabe Seiichi.

The two of them had never met each other before and had no personal relationships. Watanabe Yuki was born in the army, and Chiyo Momura was a figure in the martial arts world. They each held different missions and sense of honor. Apart from tasks, they basically didn't like each other. A very ordinary sentence that could easily cause ambiguity in the other's ears. Now that's it.

Even if Chiyo Momura really insulted Shiroichi Watanabe, he could only get it back verbally, at most... he didn't have the courage or ability. Soldiers value formation attacks and group charges. The people in the martial arts world advocate personal force. Shiroichi Watanabe looked like a woman around him, but he was actually a real man. Chiyo Momura was very concerned and very concerned. If it weren't for this mission, he had to help him. He was 120 people in his heart who were unwilling to continue staying with "her". He would go as far as he could.

He endured the impatientness in his heart, and his arrogance surged. He asked calmly: "Mr. Momura, what did you mean by what you just said? I hope you can give me an explanation. I, Shiroichi Watanabe, have been experiencing Chinese culture since I was a child, and I think my understanding of this country is a little better than you."

"Is that true?" Chiyo Momura glanced at Watanabe Seiichi with watery eyes, covering his mouth and giggled. "If you understand a country, you cannot go through books. Instead, you point directly to your nature. Little brother, sister will teach you today."

Little brother? Still, and Sister? Watanabe Seiichi endured the flow of the radiant flow that was radiant from his body, which was quite expensive, but it was really a scent of his nose, and he was even more disgusted by his charming look and tone. He was so smart that he didn't say anything. He was waiting. He wanted to see how this man who looked like a woman and more like a man would teach him?

Chiyo Momura raised Bai Shengsheng's wrist and snapped his fingers. The two men in black cloaks and head hoods stood behind him, and could only see the outline of the body's body, and one of them came out of the person who completely covered his face and appearance. He took out a phone call and dialed a series of numbers. Not long after, the gate of the venue was opened from the inside. A young man in his thirties, with a short, square face, a buzz cut, and a gray security uniform ran out.

Seeing four people standing at the door, the man dressed in a security guard stopped three or four meters away, with his eyes on the rubber rod on his waist with his hands. His other hand stroked the black intercom on the chest at the same time. He looked at the four people one by one and filtered them one by one, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is Mr. Kumoto?"

The man in black robe who covered his head and face stepped forward, fucked his equally low and stiff voice, and replied in Chinese: "I am the ancient version. Our people have arrived. Please follow the previous agreement to bring us in."

An eagerness popped up in the man's eyes and said, "Where is the money? I said that if you want to trade in person, I will take you in. You must also hand over the agreed money to me in person, and it will not be possible to lose a penny or a tiny bit. Otherwise, the transaction will be cancelled."

The man in black robe took out a thick large envelope from under his cloak and handed it to the man in front of him. "A total of 50,000 yuan is a penny."

The man took a step forward and grabbed the big envelope of the money. He couldn't wait to open it and look. That's right. There were five stacks of brand new hundred-dollar bills inside. He was filled with greed in his hot eyes, and he subconsciously licked his lips and stroked them with his fingers. He then put them in his arms. He patted two safely, and said, "Let's go, come with me, there are companions in another place to guard the other place. Please come in with confidence." After entering the venue gate, under the dark lights, on the way to the center venue, the man turned around and reminded: "I have to say some things in front of me. Don't blame me for not being particular about it at that time. It's okay to go in, but it can't take too long. After all, I'm also taking risks when I let you in private."

At the entrance of the east passage, the faint light could vaguely see the built-in ring in the field. The man in black robe who came out to say hello patted the man on the shoulder, and his little finger flicked slightly, and he laughed in a weird voice: "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, you will have nothing to do next, please do it yourself."

"I'll go outside and watch, then you have to hurry up." The man said worriedly.

"Don't worry, we're just here to have a look and get familiar with the venue. It's up to five minutes."

The man looked at the three people behind the black-robed man again, especially Chiyo Momura. He mumbled and said something, and then turned around and left. However, when he left, he did not notice that his shoulder was slowly crawling with a black-colored insect, as big as a mung bean, and beetle-shaped like a beetle. He climbed up the collar along his shoulder and climbed into his collar.

The four of them walked to the ring and walked around the ring. Chiyo Momura said, "It's time to start."

The two men in black robes jumped up together, crossed the fence, flipped up the ring, lifted up the cloak, and exposed their dark arms. Watanabe Yuichi was under the stage, and the distance was far away. In addition, there was no lights on in the venue, only the surrounding glass windows were shining in a slight light. The visibility was extremely low, and the room was dim. So the arms of the two men in black robes could not be seen clearly, otherwise he would be terrified.
Chapter completed!