America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 497 Negotiations
Masao Kameda is a tough person and a man of action.

This meant that he was destined to be different from the ambassador who would only shut himself in the door and stomp his feet and be incapable of fury.

He can do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, even if he doesn't get any support, or even commits a crime.

Therefore, when the Japanese who came to invite Chen Jianqiu stood at the gate of Chinatown, Chen Jianqiu was a little surprised.

"Neither humble nor overbearing?" Chen Jianqiu stood on the second floor of the teahouse, looking at the Japanese man who was not looking sideways.

"Well, he said that Chairman Kameda sincerely invited you to have a chat. In exchange, he can stay in Chinatown as a hostage." He Kuan said standing beside him.

He once studied in Japan, so he knows Japanese.

"Shit, a hundred of them are not worth my boss's life, are we fools?" Li Sifu behind him was very dissatisfied. thing?"

"Then, I'll send him away." He Kuan said and turned around to go downstairs.

Chen Jianqiu waved his hand:
"If you want to talk, you are definitely welcome. I also want to know what is the idea of ​​that guy named Masao Kameda."

"However, he can't decide where to negotiate,"

He turned to He Kuan.

"Go and tell the messenger that if Masao Kameda really wants to negotiate, he will come to this teahouse at noon tomorrow, and forget it if he is afraid of death."

The Japanese with the letter quickly told Masao Kameda the news.

"Kameda-kun, those Chinese are full of tricks, you'd better not go!"

In the game room of the guild hall, Priest Sato sat facing Masao Kameda with a small paper fan.

Haruma Yamamoto sat beside the two of them.

The two did not play against each other today.

Masao Kameda still has the face of a dead mother, but from Sato's point of view, there is unwillingness and forbearance in the dead mother.

"No, the negotiation was proposed by us. If we don't go now, it will be more confirmed that our original motivation for the negotiation is problematic!"

Masao Kameda spoke word by word in a stuck tone, his voice was extremely hoarse, boring and unpleasant.

"Then what if they detain you?" The priest fanned his fan, but his expression showed no concern at all.

"No, I think that Mr. Chen is a smart person, he would not do such a thing." Masao Kameda said, "I will let Haruma Yamamoto go with me, and it should be fine. "

Haruma Yamamoto shivered suddenly.

The scene in Chinatown that day appeared in his mind involuntarily.

Anyway, in a short time, he didn't want to go to that place again.

But he quickly met Masao Kameda's gaze.

Haruma Yamamoto couldn't help shivering again.

These are the eyes of an old crocodile, with a haggard face, but the eyes can kill at any time.

Haruma Yamamoto didn't know if he could return safely to Chinatown with Kameda this time, but he knew that if he refused now, he would never see the sun tomorrow.

So he lowered his head: "Hi Yi!"

After receiving Haruma Yamamoto's reply, Masao Kameda immediately looked at Priest Sato again, and said in a low voice:

"If something unexpected happened to me, it would be regarded as a sacrifice for the emperor, and I should also turn into a heroic soul in the world, right?"

Priest Sato slapped the fan a few more times.

He tilted his head and looked at Masao Kameda for a long time before he could say a word from his thin lips:

"Yes, Kameda-kun."

The next day, Masao Kameda showed up at the entrance of Chinatown with Haruma Yamada.

The president of Xuanyangsha is still dressed as a traditional samurai.

He picked out a navy blue silk kimono and put on his ancestral samurai sword.

Kameda Masao glanced at the treasured sword in his hand, feeling a little emotional.

The ancestor of the Kameda family was originally a retainer of the Takeda family, and later followed Tokugawa Ieyasu, and his reputation was considered prominent from one dynasty to another.

But in his generation, he can only serve the emperor in a place like Hawaii.

Haruma Yamamoto next to him was still in the same sleeveless short coat, the turban fluttering in the wind, the muscles on his arms were strong and the veins were bulging.

There is one thing to say, when this guy is pretending, he still has the demeanor of a master.

"Chen Jianqiu! Come out and meet me! We are here to negotiate!"

Haruma Yamamoto took a deep breath, and shouted in full spirit.

Although it is the home court of the Chinese, the momentum cannot be weak.

"Chen! Sword! Qiu!"

However, no one paid attention to him.

Chinatown has long since returned to normal, and there are many pedestrians coming and going at the intersection.

They all looked at the two Japanese with strange eyes.

Although they couldn't understand what they were talking about, they could still understand the three words "Chen Jianqiu".

That person is now a first-class hero in their minds.

What are these two Japanese doing with that great hero?
"Chen! Sword! Qiu!"

Haruma Yamamoto continued to shout, his face turned white and red for a while.

The white is because the shouting has consumed too much energy, and the breath can't keep up; the red is because the blood surges from embarrassment and anger, and the face is flushed.

Kameda's expression was as gloomy as ever.

But obviously, he also felt a great insult, and his hanging fingers were trembling slightly.

"Hey, what are you shouting about, didn't I ask you to come to the teahouse?"

After a while, a head poked out from a teahouse not far from the street, yelling at Haruma Yamamoto.

It's Li Sifu.

He didn't care about etiquette or impoliteness, he just felt that the two of them were too noisy, so he poked his head out.

Haruma Yamamoto couldn't understand Chinese, and Li Sifu couldn't understand Japanese either.

The two of them just stared at each other like chicken and duck talking.

"He came here to negotiate without even bringing an interpreter." Li Sifu muttered.

Kameda, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly raised his head, and shouted hoarsely at the teahouse:
"We came here to negotiate with sincerity, and we also invite Mr. Chen to come out and meet."

He spoke Chinese, although he was not proficient, but his words were clear.

Kameda knows Chinese, not only Chinese, but also Cantonese.

When Xuanyang Society was first established, he was originally sent to Guangzhou, but later came to Hawaii for various reasons.

Li Sifu was taken aback for a moment, but then he went back into the house.

After a while, the side window on the second floor was opened, and Chen Jianqiu's face was exposed through the half-open window.

He didn't speak, just looked at the two people downstairs silently.

Kameda Masao just thought for a while, then took a step and walked towards the teahouse.

Along the way, no one made things difficult for them.

The first floor of the teahouse is still operating, and the tea drinkers are even discussing the battle that took place in Chinatown and the Japanese a few days ago.

Kameda Masao didn't say anything.

Before he came, he had predicted what might happen.

The president has enough concentration to face all this, and Haruma Yamamoto beside him is also expressionless, but he mainly doesn't understand.

After passing through the lobby on the first floor, the two climbed up the wooden stairs to the second floor.

There are boxes on the second floor.

However, this time Chen Jianqiu did not make it difficult for them.

Because the door of one of the boxes was already open.

And Chen Jianqiu was sitting in front of a long table by the window, waiting for them.

(End of this chapter)