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Rachel and I went downstairs, got in the car, and went straight to the Chinese restaurant provided by the Japanese girl.

On the way, I pondered and analyzed repeatedly.

I feel that the old devil's escape should be that my previous karma has not been resolved.Now, it's printed on the old devil.

If so, I want to settle the matter of Nelson smoothly.You have to end this causality first.

The cause and effect of Taoism is like this.

You do one thing and leave a lot of consequences, no closure.Then, when doing the second thing, you have to face the many tails left by the previous things.

Everything in the world is like this.

The same goes for our daily work.I can't handle a job, feel troublesome, and then give up.After taking over the next job, I found out that if I want to solve it, I must solve the trouble of the previous job.

One cause and one effect, mutual escape and set.

This is the most basic causal model.

Rachel drove the car very fast.

More than an hour later, we came to this Chinese restaurant located in a Chinese settlement.

The facade of the restaurant is large and well decorated.

It can be seen that the person who runs the restaurant is a well-capitalized Chinese.

The Chinese have gained a foothold in the United States and have largely relied on Chinese food.Therefore, here, when China is mentioned, many people immediately swallow subconsciously.

Rachel parked the car.

Get out of the car and step into the store.

The friendly Chinese girl immediately came up to us and asked us what we would like to eat tonight in a bunch of fluent English.

I smiled, and then I said in standard Mandarin: "Hello, we are looking for some Japanese friends."

After hearing this, the little girl smiled and said, "The Japanese friend you are looking for is on the second floor, Lanxing Pavilion."

Me: "Thank you."

There are basically no private rooms in American restaurants.

But this Chinese restaurant is quite special, because it does not have a lobby, and it is full of private rooms.

Therefore, one can tell at a glance that this place is by no means an ordinary Chinese restaurant that delivers food to outsiders. Its positioning is very high-end.

Following my little sister's guidance, Rachel and I went up to the second floor.

The hallway was quiet.

I only saw three or five waiters carrying plates in from different boxes.After a while, another fleeting moment.

I followed the instructions on the house number and found Lanxing Pavilion, which was marked in Chinese and English.

When I got to the door, I was about to knock on it when I suddenly thought, no.What is the reason to go inside?

After weighing twice in my heart, I signaled Rachel not to move, and she and I stood at the door, one on each side, and then began to listen with stunned ears.

That's right, the two of us, just like the two door gods, stand here.

A waiter passed by, only showing surprise on his face, but without questioning or doubting.

When people calm down, their ears become much more sensitive.

Gradually, I heard the conversation in the room.

Unfortunately, this is standard Japanese.

Neither Mandarin nor English...

At this time, I could have called the old devil and had a small communication.

But I have other plans.

Although I can't understand Japanese, I can hear the tone.

The tone inside is very strange, listen carefully, it seems to be arguing about something, the voice is very loud!

In addition...

Hey, why are there still Chinese people talking here?

It sounds, very slight, very small.

However, as long as you listen carefully, you can still hear things like "Look, shall we go first?"

"Wait, wait later..."

In this case.

Moreover, one of the two dialogue voices sounded quite familiar.

Is it him?

My heart moves!Now, I didn't care about that much anymore, I gritted my teeth, turned around, stretched out my hand, and knocked on the door.

In the room, there was no movement at once.

I smiled in my heart.

Then, gently push the door open.

The moment the door opened, the first thing that caught the eye was a small tea hall with very elegant decoration.There is a big tea table in it, surrounded by many chairs.But no one sat on it.

Next door to the teahouse is the dining room. Inside, there is a large round table surrounded by at least ten people.

I went into the house with Rachel.

The people on the table cast their eyes on me at the same time.

I smiled and swept these faces one by one.

Then, I froze.

The reason why I was stunned was not the old devil Tanimura, nor Comrade Yagyu who was beside him.Not to mention a strange Chinese person that I am not familiar with.

I was surprised by him!

Why is he here?

Moreover, his body seems to have recovered a lot, and the domineering unique to the strong has returned to his face!And that touch of seeing through the vicissitudes of the world!

And his name is very interesting, because, I used to call him, Wheelchair Luo!

Almost a year!I haven't seen the old chap anymore.

In this year, the wheelchair has changed a lot, a lot.He regained his former self-confidence, and his body became much stronger.

I am uninvited.

So, according to Chinese etiquette, I clasped my fists together, and then I said to the old devil Tanimura: "Mr. Tanimura, I'm really sorry, I encountered a traffic jam on the road, and I'm late."

In Gucun, there are many old people and ghosts.

When he rolled his eyes, he understood instantly, and then he said, "Come on, Mr. Ji, come here. These are some friends from the Japanese club. In addition, there are two Chinese business partners. Come here and sit here."

I gave Rachel a look to keep her calm.

Then, I squinted my eyes again and looked at the wheelchair Luo.

Mr. Luo (I have to change the name, people have thrown away their wheelchairs.) is also an old Jianghu, so I don't know what I mean.At the moment, he remained calm, automatically realized, and turned his head away.

When I got to the table, I took a look.

Ouch, it's rare that these ten or so people can make do together and make a mess of it.

At this moment, Tan Cun asked Liu Sheng to move the seat.

The table is huge.

At least it can accommodate nearly 20 people eating at the same time, and this hot pot is a casserole in front of each person.Kind of like that kind of self help.

I sit down.

A row of mud bombers on the opposite side stared at me with hateful eyes.

Uh……

What's the matter?Did I provoke anyone?

At this moment, Tanimura muttered a few words to a Japanese girl not far away. The girl got up, and in a blink of an eye, the waiter brought two new pots and placed them in front of Rachel and me.

Things are ready.

Tanimura raised his chopsticks, and then said a few words in Japanese to the devil who was facing him.

The ghost turned his eyes.

At the same time, the Japanese girl who asked for hot pot for me earlier also turned her eyes away.

In an instant, at least four people stared at me at the same time.

"Excuse me, is this gentleman surnamed Ji?" The Japanese woman spoke Chinese to me very politely.

I smiled: "Yes, my surname is Ji."

"Very good! Mr. Ji, do you know Miss Fang Island?" the Japanese woman asked.

I know."

"Very well, then, Mr. Ji's arrival is really timely, because we were just talking about a Chinese man who caused my sister to lose a leg. I didn't expect..."

The Japanese girl grinned, murderous: "You came here uninvited!"

I laughed, and I said to the Japanese girl, "Miss, what's your name?"

"Naoko!"

I nodded, "Naoko, hello, how is it going, Ms. Fang Island?"

Naoko gritted her teeth: "Her thigh is gone! Moreover, she suffered a severe concussion and is still unconscious in the hospital! Mr. Ji, I want you to give me an explanation for this!"

After hearing this, I glanced at Lao Luo.

Mr. Luo and his Chinese friend folded their arms and looked at me with a scrutiny attitude.

ok!

Wheelchair Luo, then please take a look, Xiao Ji, what kind of changes have occurred this year!

I looked at the old Japanese devil, and I said to Naoko: "Miss Naoko, your sister and I have no misunderstanding! We are enemies! Very clear enemies! There is almost no possibility of discussion between us! Therefore, we just I can solve all problems by fighting! Here, I am responsible for Miss Fangshima's injuries!"

"This matter..." I took a bottle of Chinese Jiannanchun on the table, poured a glass, and drank it down.

"I did it!"

Gu Cun is an old man, when he heard this, his eyes rolled.

"Miss Naoko, Mr. Ji, it wasn't intentional, what happened last time!"

I slammed my wine glass heavily, and I emphasized my tone: "Mr. Tanimura, I hope you can understand one thing! The cause of this incident is a very clear relationship between the enemy and us. Although you cooperated with Fang Island. But in the end, you and Her position is opposite, this point, Tanimura! I don't want you to be shaken."

The old fox's face turned pale immediately.

But after all, he is old and smooth, this guy rolled his eyes again, put his hands on his chest and said: "Hey, this Chinese wine is very strong, I can't drink enough, I want to go over there for a rest, you guys talk slowly, Talk slowly."

Gu Cun moved his two thin legs, step by step, escaped to the big sofa in the teahouse, and squinted.

On the opposite side, the four mud bombers obviously couldn't hold back their energy.

"Bage!" A devil yelled fiercely.

Suddenly, he got up abruptly, and walked behind me step by step, staring at me with wide-eyed eyes.

"Chinaman, you!"

I'm welcome!

Grab the bottle, backhand, get up, bang!

One bottle, give it to this guy, and slap it on the floor.

The seat opposite, immediately, three devils got up again, stretched their hands into their arms one by one, and pulled out a pair of shiny short knives, looking like they wanted to fight in groups.

I stood where I was and didn't move.

Next to me, the two of them got up suddenly, and then, swish, stood in front of me.

One is my cavalier, Rachel.

another……

It turned out to be Uncle Yagyu!

Liu Sheng lowered his head slightly and put his hands in his arms. He couldn't speak Chinese, but deliberately said in English: "J, he is my friend! In front of me, no matter who dares to touch a hair of my friend, Liu Sheng will do it. Let him pay with his life!"

Naoko's face paled.

I smiled: "Miss Naoko, I express my deep condolences for your sister's injury, but this matter, I am doing things alone, and I don't want you to trouble Tanimura and others. In a word, my season Someone is in New York, you can always find me!"

Naoko gritted her teeth and waved her hand.

Immediately, two people came to help the mud bomber who asked me to knock down with a bottle, and then Zhizi said, "Mr. Ji, I'm also in New York. See you another day!"

After saying that, Naoko waved her hand.

Hula, the people on the table, stood up halfway, turned their heads one by one, and fled together.

And when these people leave this room.

I heard someone shouting: "Good brother! I have someone! I didn't recognize you brother in vain!"