Personal Bodyguard in Japan

Takano finally gave the money honestly.

Mainly, Shannai's ear flicking skills are cruel and accurate. In contrast, Yu Wencheng and Zhimei are nothing.

Yu Wencheng came over with his mobile phone and turned to look at his bank short message: "the income of online banking (transfer and withdrawal) is 200000000 yuan and the balance is 300000000 Yuan."

Tut tut!

This string of innumerable zeros gives people a sense of innumerable satisfaction

"Have you seen enough?" xiangnai squinted at Yu Wencheng: "divide the stolen goods quickly!"

Yu Wencheng: "

Yes, temodi has to be distributed

"Zhimei. It was a good game." an old but incomparably powerful voice came from behind the crowd.

Naomi Nangong suddenly trembled and turned back: "Mr. ITO!"

The surrounding students consciously give way to a passage. I saw an old man with bent figure, white hair and an old gray Kendo dress come in. Under the closed eyelids, his eyes were as bright as electricity.

He is the master of Beiyuan Kendo hall and Naomi Nangong's Kendo teacher, master ITO Zhai!

Ito Zhai glanced at Yoshiro Takano, who had collapsed to the ground. Slowly came to Yu Wencheng.

Just a random stop, there is a natural, unfathomable feeling.

Although ITO Zhai was half shorter than him, standing opposite him gave him a mountain like momentum, which could not be underestimated in any case.

Ito Zhai seemed to have not smiled for a long time. His expressionless face changed slightly, even if he smiled: "young man, come and talk with me."

Seeing ITO Zhai as if he saw the Savior, Hiro Takano, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up and banged his head: "master, this Chinese humiliated your disciples so much, please make decisions for me!"

His words seemed to come out in a hurry, but in fact there was a hidden evil. He avoided who was right and who was wrong, and instead raised the fighting level to the conflict between the apprentices of Kendo society and outsiders. If ITO Zhai did not express this, he was bound to think that ITO Zhai treated his disciples better than an outsider.

In a word, he put ITO Zhai on the fire.

Ito Saito turned around and gradually went away, but his voice did not weaken with his departure. Every word made it clear to the people present: "As a student of Beiyuan Kendo hall, Erlang Takano bullies the weak and bullies others. He doesn't cultivate martial ethics and is not worthy to be my disciple. He will get rid of the roster and be expelled from the Kendo hall for life. All the disciples should take warning."

The people looked awe inspiring and bowed together and said, "please follow the teacher's instructions!"

Takano Jiro: "? Teacher? Teacher!"

"Are you stupid? You want to force your teacher to stand out for you?" Yu Wencheng smiled: "as a result, your teacher expelled from the Kendo hall, your righteousness will be gone." he shook his head and sighed: "in terms of cunning, you haven't learned your teacher's ten percent."

Takano Jiro: "

Xiangnai bit her lip: "the cunning teacher wants you to chat... Be careful yourself!"

Yu Wencheng touched her head: "why? Worry about me?"

Shannon was furious when she said, "you still touched it! I'm worried about you..."

Before her voice fell to the ground, the figure of Yu Wencheng disappeared. Xiangnai was so angry that he couldn't send it out. He looked left and right angrily. He jumped up in front of Takano Erlang, and a finger "pa" bounced on Takano Erlang's ear.

Takano Jiro: "

"I told you to run!"

"Pa!"

Takano Jiro: "

"Am I particularly worried about you?"

"Pa!"

Takano Jiro: "

He ran away. You pissed me off? Is that special

People: "

Zhimei didn't care about these. She looked at the back of yuwencheng and ITO Zhai with a worried face. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Ito Zhai stopped far away at the corner of the corridor and didn't start again until Yuwen Cheng was about to keep up.

Around the three corridors, a small room appeared in front of Yu Wencheng.

Ito Zhai pushed the door in.

The room is not big. There is only a round table and a few rattan chairs. On the table is a set of tea sets. It should be a special room for guests. There are several bamboo swords hanging on the wall, which looks old.

"Young man, do you want to drink tea?" ITO Zhai casually moved his face and said, "my tea ceremony is not bad."

"Yo!" Yuwen Chengle said, "it's the first time I've heard someone dare to say that his tea ceremony is good in front of me. I have to try."

Ito Saito: "

Ito Saito said that his tea ceremony was good, not big talk. He did everything like twisting tea, scalding pot, flushing and so on. When the boiling water fell into the tea cup, the misty tea fragrance filled the whole room like a wind around the beam.

Ito Zhai made an invitation gesture and asked casually, "you just taught Naomi those three and a half moves, which are exquisite. But I don't know where they came from?"

"Yo. Your eyes are OK. You know it's three and a half moves, not four moves." Yuwen Cheng drank a cup of tea and turned his mouth. He didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied: "do you know Cheng Yaojin?"

Ito Zhai frowned: "you're talking about the founding General of the Tang Dynasty and one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion?"

"Educated." Yuwen Cheng praised: "I know quite a lot."

Ito Saito: "

"Since you know Cheng Yaojin, you should know what he relies on to fight the world."

Ito Zhai was shocked, and there was pure light in his turbid eyes: "you mean these three moves and a half..."

"Bingo! Congratulations on your correct answer!" Yu Wencheng felt in his pocket for a long time, took out a gum and handed it over: "this is your prize."

"..." ITO Zhai was stunned for a long time before he took it and put it down.

Yu Wencheng threw a piece of it into his mouth and chewed it: "this is the way Cheng Yaojin passed down. He picked his head, picked his teeth, pulled out his ears and took a little feet. Everyone knows that Cheng Yaojin can only do these moves over and over, but few people can beat him. The main reason is the ever-changing combination of these moves... Alas, you don't understand if you talk too much."

Ito Saito: "

With his understanding of martial arts, how could he not understand the truth of simplicity? It was just the first time he saw such a young man. He could not only tell him this truth, but also apply it easily. If it were not for the young man's understanding, it would be absolutely impossible for Naomi to defeat Takano Jiro with such a simple three and a half moves alone.

Ito Zhai was silent for a moment and asked tentatively, "what's your name, little friend?"

"Yu Wencheng."

Ito Zhai's body shook slightly: "Yuwen mountain... Who are you?"

Yu Wencheng raised his eyes and smiled, "why? Do you know my grandpa?"

Ito Zhai sighed: "there are few people in the world who can be called master Huajin. How can people who practice martial arts not know... It's no wonder that you are his grandson..."

"No wonder?" Yu Wencheng was a little unhappy. "Do you think I learned these moves from my grandfather? I don't like to put gold on his face. I figured them out myself."

Ito Zhai's eyes suddenly stared at the boss, as if he saw a nemesis falling from the sky: "are you serious?"

"Why? Don't you believe it?" Yu Wencheng spit out the gum: "let alone Cheng Yaojin's three and a half moves. I've figured out a lot. What Dugu Jiujian, grasping the milk dragon's claw, and the evil ward sword... Oh, the evil ward sword must be castrated before it can be practiced, which doesn't count..."

Ito Zhai suddenly stood up, stepped back two steps and bowed deeply to Yuwen Cheng.

Yuwen Cheng was stunned: "your Japanese problem of suddenly bowing when you have nothing to do really needs to be changed. You see, I didn't react until you finished bowing."

Ito Zhai turned around, tiptoed and took down an old bamboo sword from the wall, turned and looked at Yu Wencheng, and said word by word: "swordsman ITO Zhai, please give me your advice!"