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Chapter 1329 Meeting Takahashi

After Zhang Tianhao rested with An Ran's three daughters until midnight, he returned to the villa. He also learned about their thoughts. An Ran and the other Shanghai four also had plans to join.

Obviously Zhang Tianhao hadn't thought of this, but there seemed to be little connection between them and Wen Yayue and the others, and the four of them wanted to join the underground party.

For Zhang Tianhao, this was a complete surprise.

Once the two parties meet directly in the future, Zhang Tianhao would feel a little chilled thinking about it.

Of course, Zhang Tianhao only told him this when they talked one by one.

Zhang Tianhao did not comment on this, but told them to be careful, and the only thing for them to remember was to be careful.

With complicated emotions, Zhang Tianhao went straight back to the villa, and then sat in the lobby with a bottle of red wine and drank slowly.

He didn't expect that after the girls had been outside for more than a year, their whole thinking had changed, and they were encouraged by progressive thoughts, and began to have their own ideas.

There was disappointment, excitement, and an inexplicable melancholy, like a raised little white rabbit who was about to be married off.

I don't know what kind of thoughts Deng Han and Fang Yu in Wuhan have. It's just that Wuhan is too far away and it's inconvenient to travel.

When the next day just dawned, Zhang Tianhao was awakened by the sound of slight footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the maid who had already gotten up to prepare breakfast for him, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Last night, I thought about drinking so much that I fell asleep on the sofa and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

One by one, Zhang Tianhao couldn't prepare anything else for them. As for the identities, he directly prepared four Hong Kong identities.

After a little breakfast, Qianzhong Wu Teng came to invite Zhang Tianhao to play in the Kendo Hall.

"President, this is the kendo hall of our Yamato nation. The environment here is not bad. Many of our businessmen like to come here to practice kendo."

Qian Chongwu Teng walked in, and introduced to Zhang Tianhao: "There are not many people here usually, and many native people like to practice kendo here."

"Kendo, how I miss the kendo that my father taught me when I was a child. Unfortunately, he died after only a few years in China. I remember at that time, I practiced kendo from time to time. But I didn't practice for many years. A little unfamiliar." Zhang Tianhao had a nostalgic expression, as if he was really sad.

"Oh, the president has also practiced kendo. I don't know which school it is from? Today I can learn kendo from the president. It's really lucky for three lives." Qianzhong Wu Teng immediately bowed and said seriously.

"Yes, I don't know my school. When I was a child, my father said that he seems to know many schools, but the Shinto school is the main one! What is it called the Katori Shinto school? The focus is on actual combat."

"Shinto style, that's great. Nowadays, many people use the one-sword style, the Shinto style, or the Shinto Wunian style. The president will definitely be able to open their eyes today."

"Qianzhong-kun, why are you free to come to our kendo gym today?" A Japanese man in a kimono walked over and greeted Qianzhong Wutou directly.

"Ida-kun, this is Kojiro Mihara, the president of my family. The president is often away from Shanghai, so he rarely shows up. This time, I invite the president to come over!"

At the same time, he introduced to Zhang Tianhao: "President, this is Mr. Kamiichi Ida, the owner of the museum here, and a master of swords!"

Following a few polite words from the three of them, they entered a kendo room.

Soon, he changed into a set of kendo uniforms, put on a mask, and sent a bamboo sword, while Zhang Tianhao was also practicing in style.

At about ten o'clock, Zhang Tianhao and his group were about to take a rest, when they saw the door of their room open, and a middle-aged man walked in.

"Qianzhong-kun, Ida-kun, I heard that there is a distinguished guest here, won't you disturb me?"

"How could it be, you are also our distinguished guest, please!" Senju Taketo and Ida Kamiichi obviously knew each other, and they were quite familiar with each other.

Zhang Tianhao smiled, stepped forward and bowed, and then said casually: "It seems that today is really destined, since there is another distinguished guest here, it's great, let's practice swordsmanship."

"For a while, I'll invite everyone to drink, how about it?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side also laughed loudly: "Of course, Mr. Sanyuan has never been seen before. It is my honor to meet you this time."

"Hahaha, you're being polite. Although I don't know the name of the gentleman, but hearing the voice of the gentleman, he must be a warm and hospitable person. How about we fight a war? According to Chinese words, it is called not knowing each other."

"Okay, Mr. Sanyuan's words are good. Since we are on Chinese soil, we have to follow the Romans, please!"

Zhang Tianhao held the sword in his left hand, then rested his right hand lightly on the hilt of the sword, and then took a small step back with his right leg, making a lunge directly, staring at the opponent's eyes and face covered by the shield.

"One blow?"

"Ha ha!"

Almost when Zhang Tianhao was half-smiling, he rushed forward, and then the bamboo sword in his hand was also held tightly with his left hand, while his right hand was still on the hilt.

When the two of them were less than three steps away, Zhang Tianhao's sword was drawn out like lightning, and he slashed at the opponent.

"Clap clap clap!"

As the bamboo swords of the two kept hitting, they heard bursts of impact sounds from all around, and the feet of the two kept moving, and the bamboo swords in their hands collided quickly.

"Mr. Wang's swordsmanship is from Liu Sheng's sword school. It is indeed powerful." Zhang Tianhao said while striking, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

And Zhang Tianhao's kendo directly merged with the one-sword style, mainly focusing on the Shinto style, but not sticking to the Shinto style.

But the middle-aged man on the opposite side was getting more and more frightened. He clearly felt that Zhang Tianhao still had a lot of strength to use his sword, and he even spoke clearly and steadily.

But it was also the first time he met such a master, so he started to fight, and it became more and more smooth, and the more he played, the happier he was.It seems that Zhang Tianhao probably gave him a trick.

In this way, the two fought for a quarter of an hour, Zhang Tianhao suddenly took a step back, and then said with a smile: "Sir, how about our fight? You are really a master of swordsmanship."

"In that case, Mr. Sanyuan is the master here. If I lose, I lose." At this moment, the other party slowly removed the hood and bowed to Zhang Tianhao.

Zhang Tianhao also took off the hood, bowed directly, and then recognized the other party.

"It turned out to be Mr. Takahashi. I really didn't expect that I met you." Zhang Tianhao recognized this not very well-known Takahashi Tomohiko at a glance. A top Japanese spy.

"Mr. Mihara actually knew me. It's an honor, an honor."

Takahashi was taken aback when he heard this, and then burst out laughing.

"Mr. Takahashi is the well-known chairman of the Japan United Chamber of Commerce. I will ask Takahashi-kun to take care of my little Mihara Club in the future."

(End of this chapter)