America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 498 Ninety Degree Bow
The position where Chen Jianqiu sat was not too particular.

He just leaned against the window and looked out the window calmly.

Sitting next to him were He Kuan, who knew Japanese, and Li Sifu, who had his hands folded on his chest.

Apart from the three of them, there was no one else in the room.

This is different from the scene imagined by the two Japanese who came to negotiate.

They originally thought that this place would be as heavily guarded as Xuanyangsha's dojo, at least there would be a gate post for checking weapons at the entrance, and then Chen Jianqiu's men would stand in a row in the room to show them their majesty.

Haruma Yamamoto has even thought about how to prevent himself from losing his reputation in this situation.

But according to the current situation, it seems that some are not useful.

"Come here?" Chen Jianqiu looked away from the window, and pointed to the two empty chairs opposite the table, "Sit down."

Haruma Yamamoto looked at Masao Kameda.

Kameda walked over to one of the empty chairs and sat down.

When he sat down, he did not forget to straighten the hem of his kimono so that his thick leg hair would not be exposed.

Haruma Yamamoto saw that his chairman had already sat down, so he quickly sat down on a chair next to him.

"You can understand Chinese, that's the best. Tell me, what do you want to talk about when you ask me to meet?"

With one hand, Chen Jianqiu lifted the teapot on the table, and with the other hand, two fingers lightly tapped the bases of the two upside-down teacups.

The two teacups turned over in the air as if by magic, and landed firmly on the long table.

The emerald green tea flows out from the mouth of the teapot, draws a graceful arc, and flows into the teacup.

Kameda didn't speak, and Haruma Yamamoto spoke first:

"Your Excellency killed my sworn elder brother Master Yamada in the street, and then let my third brother Kunihiko Yoshioka die without a whole body, and then designed to kill my fourth brother's lifeblood. I don't know how to settle this account?"

The grand master's pre-emptive attack was not because he became fat or his brain was twitched for a while.

This is something they discussed before they came.

The villain first complains, and first tests the reaction of the other party.

Of course, this kind of thing would not be done by Kameda.

Facing Haruma Yamamoto's questioning, Chen Jianqiu didn't even look at him.

He held the teacup with three fingers, and with a light flick of his wrist, the teacup slid against the table and spun towards Masao Kameda.

Haruma Yamamoto's face changed suddenly.

He flicked up his cuffs, stretched out his right palm in front of Gui Zhengxiong, intending to catch the teacup that seemed to be coming very quickly.

Unexpectedly, the teacup seemed to have eyes, and stopped a few centimeters away from Yamamoto's right hand, and circled on the spot until it stopped.

Not a single drop of the tea soup in the teacup leaked out.

Haruma Yamamoto gasped.

The grasp of this accuracy, the control of this strength, and this technique are really not ordinary people.

However, before he had time to react, the second teacup had already flown towards him.

Yamamoto Haruma dare not take it lightly.

He took a deep breath, retracted his right hand, and stared at the teacup intently.

But it's different from the one just now.

If it was just slipping just now, then this one is actually flying.

Its bottom is not attached to the table, but suspended in the air, fast and stable.

Haruma Yamamoto's hands were like pincers, and he grabbed it.

Relying on many years of fist and foot attainments, this grasp was quite accurate, and he hugged the teacup in his hand.

Just when Haruma Yamamoto was complacent, a huge impact was transmitted to his hand along the tiger's mouth.

That small teacup now looks more like a flying hidden weapon.

Yamamoto was shocked.

If he was injured by this thing, he would really have no face in Honolulu or even Hawaii in the future, and he might become a laughing stock when he returned to Japan.

He shrank his arms and wanted to relieve his strength, but after the teacup flew into his hands, he was still "unsatisfied".

Haru Yamamoto's heart swelled, and he took a quick breath, the veins on his right arm swelled, and he wanted to hold the teacup forcibly.

"Crack!"

The tea cup was overwhelmed, and it was crushed by Haruma Yamamoto's hand in front of Haruma Yamamoto's chest.

The boiling tea inside splashed the great master all over.

"Master Yamamoto, if you don't like tea, there's no need to break the teacup, right? Although this thing is worthless, I didn't ask you to provoke you." Chen Jianqiu glanced at him calmly.

Haruma Yamamoto put his hands under the table to hide his embarrassment.

The hot tea soup caused several blisters on his hands, intertwined with the blood from the tiger's mouth and dripping down his thumb.

He stared at Chen Jianqiu stubbornly, dared to be angry but dared not speak.

"Mr. Chen, please forgive Yamamoto's recklessness." Masao Kameda said.

He spoke Chinese, with a hoarse voice, a dull tone, and no waves.

"He is a martial artist, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as him."

Chen Jianqiu didn't speak.

He was waiting for Masao Kameda to continue the topic.

Sure enough, Kameda picked up the teacup from the table, held it to his mouth and blew it, then drank it in one gulp, and continued:
"I came here this time in the hope that the two sides can shake hands and make peace." He said slowly.

"Yes, but you have to pay us double for the losses caused by your attack on Chinatown a few days ago, including but not limited to those two warehouses on South Street, the houses that were burned down around them, and the injuries of passers-by and soldiers injured in the shootout later. Medical expenses, mental damage expenses”

Kameda Masao's face was a little ugly: "We have also suffered huge losses, and many of us died!"

"That's none of my business, you guys came here first to find something." Chen Jianqiu snorted, "The condition is this condition, it's up to you whether you agree or not."

He crossed his fingers on the table, and looked out of the window again:

"It's just right, I'm also interested in the site of your Xuanyang Society, if possible, I will take you"

He paused, and then said word by word, as if he was afraid that Masao Kameda would not be able to hear clearly:

"One, one, rush! Down! Sea!"

Kameda Masao looked fierce, his cheeks were shaking in a rare way:

"Mr. Chen, you can't insult a samurai of the Great Japanese Empire like this. We will use our lives to defend the glory of ourselves and the emperor, and every remaining samurai will fight to the end!"

Chen Jianqiu sneered:
"I don't care if you and your people die or not. Anyway, they are all dead under the guns."

"The battleship of the Empire of Japan will sail here from Yokohama, and its guns will be aimed at Chinatown, and the people in the whole street will be buried with you for your recklessness!" Masao Kameda said in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha!"

Chen Jianqiu seemed to have heard some big joke.

He turned his gaze to Masao Kameda, sharp as a sword:
"Come on, come on one, I'll make one!"

He knew that the Japanese warship Masao Kameda expected would never come. If he did, based on his knowledge of Kameda, he would never choose to negotiate here.

Of course, if he really wanted to come, he had a plan B.

It's just that by that time, it's really hard to say what the situation will look like.

Sure enough, Kameda Masao fell into a long silence.

It was a while before he resumed speaking:
"Mr. Chen, since we can communicate without a translator, can we chat alone?"

Chen Jianqiu really wanted to see what the old tortoise was planning in private.

He waved Li Sifu and He Kuan to go out, and Haruma Yamamoto also retreated.

Only Chen Jianqiu and Masao Kameda were left in the room.

Chen Jianqiu drank his tea quietly, but he never thought that Kameda Masao suddenly stood up, bowed ninety degrees to him, and even knocked his forehead on the tea table:
"Chen Sang! Please help me!"

(End of this chapter)