The soldiers and instructors at the Kyoto Military Command Academy kept laughing and celebrating loudly, but on the Japanese side, everything was lifeless, as if their parents were dead.

The soldiers of the Japanese exchange group looked at Liu Shiba who was leaving quickly, with hatred and fear in their eyes, and a hint of coldness in their eyes.

Liu Shiba ignored these looks.

It's just a normal sparring in the ring, no big deal. No matter how much the Japanese hate it, it doesn't have much to do with him.

Liu Shiba didn't have a good impression of the Japanese in the first place, so naturally he didn't care what the other person thought. He would fight if he wanted to, and get out if he didn't.

What happened next had little to do with Liu Shiba and his party.

After the fight in the ring, there is still some aftermath to be dealt with, and some superficial work needs to be done. If we don't wait to see the Japanese, some necessary condolences are still needed. On the surface, the military academy still needs to do some.

The instructors at the Kyoto Military Command Academy, as well as several academy leaders, arranged for the Japanese to leave the Guoshu Hall.

Of course, behind them, there were inevitably Chinese soldiers who booed and booed.

The Japanese came to the Kyoto Military Academy arrogantly and left in such a state of embarrassment with their tail between their legs. The huge contrast between the front and back was so satisfying in the eyes of the Chinese people. That wonderful feeling was better than peeing...

An uproarious farce came to an end, and Liu Shiba took action, shocking everyone.

Not only did the Japanese hate Liu Shiba, but even the soldiers at the Chinese Military Academy were deeply shocked by Liu Shiba's powerful skills and looked at him differently.

Liu Shiba said seriously:

"When everything is over, we will go back to the villa immediately."

"It's great. I really need to go back as soon as possible. I'm looking forward to following the captain to do some great work on the sea."

Zheng Weida laughed, as if his head and neck no longer hurt.

………………

At the same time, in Otaru City, Hokkaido, Japan, there was still that luxurious villa.

In the study room, the white-haired Yanagi Yamamoto was sitting behind the desk with his upper body straight and his face serious.

In front of the desk, Ito Shengjing stood bent over, carefully looking at Yamamoto Yugi without saying a word.

After three to five minutes, Yamamoto Ryugi's complexion gradually improved. He picked up the teapot and took a sip, with a ferocious light shining in his eyes.

"Is Xiaoying's injury serious?"

Yamamoto Liuyoshi asked calmly.

"Fortunately, I suffered some internal injuries! Fortunately, the mission was completed and we successfully grabbed one of China's latest fighter jets and are preparing to transport it back."

Ito Mikage explained carefully.

"Can't the fighter jets just come back?"

Yamamoto Liuyi asked strangely.

Ito Shengjing respectfully replied:

"No, it seems that we need some activation key. Obviously we don't have it."

Yamamoto Liuyi frowned and said:

"Isn't there a computer expert accompanying us? Isn't it possible that we still can't unlock the key?"

Ito Shengjing smiled bitterly and said:

"Obviously, there is no such thing as computer password on China's latest fighter jets."

Yamamoto Ryugi was stunned for a moment, nodded slowly and said:

"It looks like it's not easy to transport a big guy back. Try your best..."

Then, Yamamoto Ryugi’s eyes flashed and he said:

"No. 2 has been lurking in China for more than thirty years, right? He must have been exposed this time.

Let her not have any worries, leave China and go to Russia to find out what is in that mysterious box."

"Hai!"

Sweat was pouring from Ito Mikage's forehead. Yamamoto Ryugi opposite him was full of pressure. Facing him was too stressful.

"What was in that box? Why did it disappear later?"

Talking to himself, Yamamoto Ryugi suddenly stood up, paced back and forth, and frowned.

I looked at the middle-aged man and mumbled in his head:

"At any cost, we must get that box and let Xiaoying leave China quickly and go to Russia together."

Hearing Yamamoto Yagyi's order, Ito Maki's eyes lit up, and then he responded:

"General, what's so special about that box? We need to give No. 2 and Miss some tips."

"Um?"

Yamamoto Ryugi was a little dissatisfied with Ito Mikage for interrupting him.

"It was a wooden box that had been missing for a century, and it contained items stolen from the Eastern Tomb of the Qing Dynasty in China by Sun Dianying.

There should have been hundreds of boxes loaded at that time, and the number of this box was No. 19.

Then the box disappeared mysteriously and was said to have ended up in Russia. At this auction, it was said to have reappeared..."

Speaking of this, Yamamoto Yugi paused for a moment!

Ito Shengjing looked at Yamamoto Yanagiri carefully and continued to ask:

"What's in the box?"

"No one knows."

Yamamoto Ryugi said calmly.

Yamamoto Yanagi glanced at Ito Shengkage and finally added:

"I have to dig three feet into the ground to get this box. In addition, I also need to get the things on Liu Shiba's body."

Yamamoto Ryugi's voice was full of anger, and he looked at Ito Mikage coldly.

Ito Shengjing lowered his head and did not dare to raise his head, and replied softly:

"It's already been arranged."

"Okay, go ahead!"

Yanagi Yamamoto watched Ito's grand scene disappear, and said with a ferocious face:

"No one can take away what belongs to me!"

………………

When we returned to the villa, Zheng Weida was still driving, Qin Da sat in the front passenger seat, and Liu Shiba and Biejie sat in the back.

From the city of Kyoto to the Xiaoyangshan Villa in the suburbs, you have to pass through a somewhat desolate road. There are almost no buildings except for street lights on both sides.

In the distance, you can see some high-rise buildings, but they are obviously still some distance from the highway.

When Liu Shiba's car passed this section of road, a huge roar suddenly sounded from both sides of the road.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight cars and off-road vehicles approached quickly...

"squeak……"

Zheng Weida looked serious and hurriedly braked. The car behind him was still some distance away, but the car in front was rushing towards him on the wrong road.

There is a row of isolation strips in the middle of the road, making it impossible to turn around or change direction.

For a moment, everyone realized that there was an emergency.

"Captain, they are coming!"

Zheng Weida said in a low voice.

Liu Shiba couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that the Japanese still don't give up?

Liu Shiba turned his head and looked at the calm farewell look on his face!

At this time, Farewell turned his head slightly and said lightly:

"Don't worry, little master, I won't let anything happen to you. Even if I die, I will stay with you!"

Watching the separation and smelling the fragrance wafting from her body, Liu Shiba smiled coldly and said:

"Are you sure he's Japanese?"

Zheng Weida nodded gloomily, reached under his seat and took out two Type 97 pistols, handed one to Qin Da, and said:

"We each have a hand, don't be lenient!"

"Know!"

Qin Da replied with a gloomy face.

Liu Shiba looked at Qin Da Dao curiously:

"Can you use this thing?"
To be continued...