Chapter 153: The Mysterious Female Ninja

Chapter 153: The Mysterious Female Ninja

"Mr. Zhong, your face seems a bit ugly."

Higashikawa City, a high-end Japanese restaurant. A small bamboo garden is planted in the restaurant, and several Japanese-style rooms for VIPs are placed in the bamboo garden.

In one of them, Zhong Liangguo sat drinking sake with a sad face. Sitting kneeling opposite him was a Japanese man with white upper body, black lower body, wearing a kimono and a mustache.

Beside them, there was a woman wearing Japanese kimono and geisha makeup, who elegantly poured sake for the two of them.

There is also a miniature small pond outside, on which there is a bamboo tube, which swings up and down continuously with the water flow, making a crisp sound.

It was the Japanese man who asked the question. He seemed to have a caring expression on his face, but his eyes were full of indifference.

"Mr. Yamamoto..." Zhong Liangguo felt depressed, and swallowed sake cup by cup. "It's all about business. If you tell me, I'm afraid Mr. Yamamoto will laugh at you."

"Mr. Zhong is too far-fetched." As Yamamoto said, he waved his hand, and the geisha next to him immediately bowed and backed away.

"We are all friends, don't say such outrageous words." Yamamoto got up himself and filled a glass of wine for Zhong Liangguo. Zhong Liangguo was flattered, holding the wine glass in both hands, thanking him again and again.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you are really a good person." Zhong Liangguo spoke very respectfully, and got up to fill a glass of wine for the Japanese, "You take care of such a large business in Japan, and you are also in charge of the Black Dragon Club. So busy , but also caring about my affairs, I can't bear to talk about it."

"Mr. Zhong, don't be polite if you are a friend. You have done so many things for us, and the price of the ammunition is also very fair. If you have something to do, I, Yamamoto Seventy-eight, how can I turn a blind eye!"

"Well, since Mr. Yamamoto talks about loyalty so much, I won't hide it anymore." Zhong Liangguo picked up the small wine cup and drank the sake inside in one gulp.

"Good wine!" Zhong Liangguo was actually not used to drinking at all, but he still admired it.

"Just as Zhong Jun likes it." Yamamoto Seventy-eight pinched his mustache and said proudly, "This is the 'Masumijijiu' I brought back from China. This kind of wine is not available to most people. Zhong Jun is my friend, so you are lucky to drink this wine."

"It's an honor! It's an honor!" Zhong Liangguo said hastily.

"Mr. Zhong, let's get down to business, don't mention the wine, let's talk about you first."

"It's hard to say..." Zhong Liangguo sighed, "Mr. Yamamoto, you also know that my Zhong family is in the arms business. But in our Dongchuan City, and even in the entire north, there is a bully, and that is the company of the Liao family. , Dafa Group. Now, they are also eyeing the arms business, and they will definitely try their best to squeeze me out. The Liao family has a big business and can afford it. But Mr. Yamamoto, if you do business with them, the cost will definitely be It will improve a lot. Because they will monopolize the business as much as possible, so that you can't find another company except them."

"There are still such domineering people." Yamamoto Shishiba changed his eyes and murmured. "Then Zhong Jun, don't you have any countermeasures yourself?"

"Yes! Of course!" Zhong Liangguo immediately said, "The Liao family has a precious daughter named Liao Shasha. She was originally my fiancée, but she despised us for being poor and regretted the marriage. As long as I can grasp this Liao Shasha, I can Take control of the entire Zhong family!"

"Then why doesn't Zhong Jun try it?" Yamamoto Seventy-eight said casually, and poured another glass of wine for Zhong Liangguo.

"Oh, of course I tried." Zhong Liangguo was dejected, completely losing the elegance of his rich young master. "Whether it was the subordinates I sent out or the cultivators invited back at a high price, they were all defeated by a bodyguard next to Liao Shasha. Damn, what kind of cultivator, I think, is a charlatan."

"Hehe, cultivators are just a joke." Yamamoto Seventy-eight sneered, "Mr. Zhong, you are a high-level intellectual who has returned from studying abroad, and you still believe in these things. It's simply out of place."

"Yes, that's what Mr. Yamamoto taught."

"Mr. Zhong, do you know that what you cultivators have learned is just a little bit of yin and yang art from our country. With such a little superficiality, how can you be called a cultivator?" Yamamoto Seventy-eight Holding his beard, he continued, "Being fooled this time can be regarded as a lesson for Zhong Jun. But since we are friends, I am willing to help Zhong Jun solve this trouble."

"Mr. Yamamoto, are you willing to help me?" Zhong Liangguo immediately became excited when he heard this, like a poisonous snake waking up in spring, with a fierce gleam in his eyes. Who is Seventy-eight Yamamoto, the head of the Japanese Black Dragon Association. There are so many capable people and strange people under him. With the help of Mr. Yamamoto, it would be a breeze to deal with the Liao family.

"Don't Mr. Zhong believe me?" Shan Ben sat up straight like a tombstone and asked dissatisfied.

"No, Mr. Yamamoto misunderstood. I think Mr. Yamamoto is so busy, but he still has to spare time to help me. I feel sorry."

"Mr. Zhong is being polite again!" Yamamoto drank the wine in his glass and said with a smile, "In public, you are my partner. In private, Mr. Zhong is my friend. Whether it is public or private, I am busy with this matter." It's fixed."

"Oh, thank you so much!" Zhong Liangguo got up quickly and served Yamamoto the wine, "With the help of Mr. Yamamoto, why not worry about the big things not being done!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhong. When I came, I brought a few ninjas with me. Although these ninjas are average, they are easy to deal with you cultivators. Now I will give them to Mr. Zhong for use. I hope to hear from Mr. Zhong." good news."

"That's that! Come on, Mr. Yamamoto, I, Zhong Liangguo, offer you a toast!"

Zhong Liangguo was so excited that his hands shaking when he raised his glass.

Yamamoto Shishiba accompanied him to drink the wine, but a strong disdain flashed in his eyes. Hmph, Chinese people only know how to fight in the nest. When you catch Liao Shasha, my ninja backhand will kill you first. At that time, the Zhong family and the Liao family will all be assets of my Great Japanese Empire!

On the surface, Yamamoto still had a friendly smile, and the two drank a few more glasses. Yamamoto saw that Zhong Liangguo was a little drunk, so he said.

"Mr. Zhong is here to take a good rest. I still have something to do, so I have to leave for a while."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the geisha immediately walked out from behind the door and sat in the arms of Zhong Liangguo.

"I won't delay Zhong Jun's good deeds, just take your time and see you next time."

"Okay, Mr. Yamamoto, go get busy..."

As Yamamoto walked out of the room and closed the door, there was a hazy spring panting sound in the room.

He sneered, with murderous intent on his body.

"Chiyo." He stood at the door and called softly.

"Mr. Yamamoto!" With a swipe, a figure shrouded in a dark blue ninja suit suddenly appeared behind him.

"Chiyo, you will be responsible for this support. You help him complete a task and cooperate with him as much as possible."

"Yes..." Although the ninja restrained her breasts, it was still difficult to cover them completely. The breasts were still sticking out, and her crisp voice completely exposed her gender.

"After the task is completed, kill him and leave no trace."

"yes!"

"By the way, Chiyo..." Yamamoto looked down at the female ninja kneeling behind him. Although his face was full of love from the elders to the younger generation, there was some evil in his eyes, "You Are you still angry because I brought you to China?"

"Chiyo dare not!" The female ninja just replied coldly, without any emotion in her voice.

"I know, you say you don't care, but you still have some emotions in your heart."

Yamamoto said with a pleasant face, "As the next head of the Yuqian family, you must come to China once. You must know that this country should belong to our Great Japanese Empire. You must understand the evil nature of the Chinese people in this country. You We must understand their weaknesses, and then we can take our territory back from the Chinese!"

"Yes!" Chiyo still jumped out word by word.

"Chiyo..." Yamamoto Seventy-eight asked like a kind uncle who cared about his niece, "Are you still used to coming to China? Do you miss your grandfather, the old Patriarch Yuqian too much?"

"Thank you Mr. Yamamoto for your concern. Chiyo is very used to this place." Although the voice was nice, the words were so cold. It seemed that standing in front of her was not Chiyo's elder, but her enemy.

"Chiyo, this mission, you have to do it well." Yamamoto stretched out his hand, and even patted the ninja's head, fully displaying his kind elder appearance. Take good care of you. This task is very important, if you do well, you will be eligible to go to Zhongnin Village for training."

"Yes!" Chiyo replied calmly and calmly.

"By the way, Chiyo, when you come to China, you haven't tasted the cuisine here. The food made by the Chinese people is not bad. Let's have a drink with uncle and me tonight."

"Thank you Mr. Yamamoto for your concern." Chiyo's eyes hidden in the black cloth showed a trace of hatred, and said, "Chiyo still needs to train, and I hope you can forgive me for not being able to accompany Mr. Yamamoto."

"Don't make yourself too tired." Yamamoto Seventy-eight pinched his mustache and said, "You should also take a break when appropriate. In case the body is exhausted, I can't explain to the old Patriarch Yuqian."

"Continuous practice, this is to hone the will of the ninja!" Chiyo was still indifferent, and finally Yamamoto couldn't help being a little angry.

"Okay, go down, don't forget the mission!" The kindness on Yamamoto Shishiba's face faded, and his face looked like Changbai Mountain.

"yes!"

The female ninja named Chiyo replied, nodded, and then turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the distance.

The bamboo forest swayed gently in the wind, and the bamboo tubes on the nearby pool still made a slight clicking sound. In the room, the woman's groaning and the man's low growls could also be heard.

"Hmph, Gozen Chiyo...you can't escape from my grasp!" Yamamoto sneered, his eyes became colder, and he walked out of the bamboo hut slowly.

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Yesterday I went to dinner with Comrade Cairen, the author of our station, and the tragic ankle sprained~