Chapter 427 I Think My Sister Also Has an Accent

After leaving the underground passage unimpeded, Zhu Haomiao saw an exquisite Japanese-style garden with a sense of Zen. At first glance, it seemed as if he was in an enlarged simple bonsai.

The servants along the way seemed to have received the news. Although they glanced at him with curious and awed eyes, none of them came up to question him, but just bowed from a distance.

The young man in black smiled and nodded calmly, as if he was the owner here.

After strolling around the garden, his back disappeared outside the gate, and soon a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes caught up with him.

On the other side, walking on the tree-lined path with birds singing and flowers fragrant, Zhu Haomiao looked around curiously and found that he had not completely left the mansion and was still in the coverage of a huge barrier.

Until he walked out of the gate engraved with complicated family emblems, it seemed as if he had penetrated an invisible film, and noisy noises suddenly hit him.

Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, and then looking at the picturesque classical Japanese courtyard wall behind him, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but marvel.

Quiet in the midst of noise, this Abe Waka family is quite powerful...

But in a blink of an eye, he put this little thing behind him, and Zhu Haomiao took a step and stopped a passing girl.

"Excuse me..."

"Go away, I have a boyfriend..."

Before she finished speaking, the girl waved her hand impatiently, but when she saw Zhu Haomiao's face, her originally cold and irritable eyes suddenly froze, and then her attitude changed 180 degrees, and she instantly became smiling.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

The low roar turned into a clip sound in a second, Zhu Haomiao blinked, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

"Excuse me, is this Fuyuki City?"

Looking at the tall and straight figure of the boy in black, and sweeping his low-key and fashionable casual black suit, the girl finally stopped her eyes on his handsome face, and couldn't help but clamp her legs together, shyly rubbing.

"No, this is Tokyo, are you a foreigner? I can be your guide for free..."

Although ordinary people can't hear the subtle difference in the boy's accent, the girl, as a Japanese teacher, can accurately distinguish which country this is from.

Coupled with the strange temperament of the boy and the local boys, the girl couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you Chinese?"

"How do you know I'm Chinese?"

Zhu Haomiao was stunned for a second and looked at her curiously.

I think I have an accent too...

"Because I'm a Japanese teacher, I can hear the difference. If necessary, I can teach you to learn Japanese for free~"

Seeing the girl actively and enthusiastically approaching, feeling the suppressed and burning desire in her heart, Zhu Haomiao grinned dryly.

Learn in bed, right?

I am too embarrassed to say it to you. Do you want to teach me Japanese?

You are just after my body, you are cheap!

"No, I have something else to do, I am leaving first."

Originally, he wanted to get more information, but he could not stand the girl's increasingly hot eyes, so Zhu Haomiao politely said goodbye without any nostalgia.

Watching the black-clothed boy walk away, his back quickly disappeared in the crowd, and the girl was stunned.

"He is leaving now? Didn't he come to chat up?"

"What did he ask you?"

Suddenly, a cold and low voice sounded in her ears. As soon as the girl turned around, she met a pair of eyes spinning with magic vortexes, and her bright vision quickly became out of focus and dull.

"He... asked me... if this is Fuyuki City..."

"Anything else?"

"No more..."

"…………"

The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes withdrew his gaze and frowned suspiciously.

"Fuyuki City? Is there such a city?"

After thinking hard, he still couldn't find a city with a similar pronunciation. The middle-aged man raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the boy left. His pupils suddenly shrank.

"Oh no!"

In just a moment of distraction, the other party disappeared completely from his perception.

On the other side, Zhu Haomiao's eyebrows exuded a mysterious aura that others could not observe. He looked back at the direction he came from and couldn't help but sneered contemptuously.

Getting rid of the pursuer, he turned into a dark alley and walked to a dark corner.

Lifting the hem of his clothes and taking off the exquisite leather bag around his waist, Zhu Haomiao released two "stowaways".

"Ji~"

Diao Chan excitedly jumped to the top of his master's head, stood up like a meerkat, and looked around.

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On the other side, Wilson, wearing white gloves and a retro suit, respectfully touched his chest and waited for his master's order.

"Establish an intelligence network and collect information about this world."

"Try to build an anchor of faith."

Although his existence has been bound to Abe Waka, Zhu Haomiao still wants to try to establish a new anchor point.

After giving a concise instruction, the black-clothed boy turned and left, leaving Wilson to watch his back and saluted with his chest pious and respectful.

Leaving the alley, Zhu Haomiao wandered around aimlessly. Unconsciously, the sun gradually set in the sky, and the neon lights on the street quietly lit up, flashing an ambiguous and blurred red light.

Wait... am I in the red light district?

The streets at night are even more crowded, and the heavily made-up men and women look around, like lions looking for prey, rushing up to chat with a target when they find one.

Standing on the bustling street, feeling the decadent atmosphere rolling around, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips with a strange look.

How did I subconsciously come to such a place?

I am a good person!

Just as Zhu Haomiao was about to leave, he felt a subtle sense of being watched, and he immediately realized that he was being watched.

He stopped his steps and licked his lips with an even weirder look.

I am a newcomer...

How can you force me to give you gifts before I am familiar with the situation?

No longer in a hurry to leave, Zhu Haomiao pretended to be in such a place for the first time, looking around curiously and shyly, and from time to time he was "blushing" by the [guides] along the way.

In the dark, several pairs of greedy eyes kept wandering over him.

"That suit is absolutely handmade and tailor-made... It must cost at least hundreds of thousands of yen!"

"I just asked the [guide], and I heard that he is a tourist from China!"

"Tsk tsk, this temperament, he is definitely a rich man's son!"

"Brother, do a job, otherwise we won't have money to eat!"

As they talked, several people looked at the middle-aged man in the lead, and the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and asked a black man next to him.

"Brother, how is it?"

"Yo~bro, nothing can stop me~"

Patting his bulging waist, the black man inhaled a mouthful of white powder, and grinned with a big golden tooth.

The black man's words had a wonderful rhythm, like singing, and it was obviously obscure English, but several local Yakuza could understand it strangely.