Shiraishi Kuranosuke of the Net King

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, Mifune got out of the car and came to the old man who was carrying the cow, and chatted with him chatteringly.

A few minutes later, the old man seemed to admit his mistake, nodded and apologized with Mifune, and left with the cow.

"Hey……"

At this time, Yuan Zhe opened his mouth and said, "San, Senior Sanjingu, didn't you just say that there are thousands of dialects in India...?"

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, Mitsugu's face trembled.

Looking at Sanchuan's back, he slandered in his heart: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Chapter [-] Three Ships Entering the Way

Not long after, Michuan returned to the car.

Yuanzhe opened his mouth, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Well, that, the incoming coach, how did you convince him just now?"

"It's very simple."

Mifune leaned comfortably on the seat, and said casually: "I told him in seven of his native dialects, we are high-level Hinduism, and he apologized to me."

Seven... dialects?

Hindu... high level?

Everyone looked at each other, this head coach really dared to say anything.Fortunately, the driver did not understand Japanese, otherwise they would have been thrown out of the car.

"Let's go."

Mifune opened his mouth and spoke another Indian dialect.However, it seemed to be the driver's native dialect, he nodded, started the car, and drove to the hotel reserved by the Japanese team.

Unlike South Korea, India does not offer accommodation.

"Damn!"

On the other side, Baikal, who saw the car driving away, clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.He originally estimated that this could stop them for about two or three hours, but he didn't expect it to be resolved in a few minutes.

"You are lucky, but when you arrive at the hotel, there are some surprises for you..."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he left here by car.

After an hour and a half.

Everyone just arrived at the booked hotel. Along the way, the traffic in India can be said to be miserable.

"finally reached……"

Yuanzhe raised his forehead and complained: "I finally know why the motorcycle industry in India is so developed."

"Uh...haha!!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Sanchuan, who was walking in front, looked slightly gloomy. He glanced at the security guard next to him and said, "Why, can't the hotel go in?"

"terribly sorry."

The security guard stepped forward and said in pure curry-flavored English, "There is a problem with our power supply equipment at nine o'clock, and we can't check in for the time being."

"What are you doing!"

Hearing this, the Mutsu brothers, Kaji and others behind them looked at them with dissatisfaction, and Shiraishi stepped forward and asked, "What specific rooms are there, do you know?"

"Well, there are 3602, 3601, 3608..."

He said a string of words, and Shiraishi's face gradually sank.

Among them, the room of their team members accounted for half.As you can imagine, this may not be such a simple accident.

"forgive me!"

Behind him, Da Qu sighed, leaning against the wall and dozing off.He didn't like to cause trouble, but it seemed that when he got to New Delhi, trouble followed.

"trouble!"

Hearing Mifune snorted coldly, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Is it Jundao? It's me, Mifune entered the road, um, I'm in New Delhi, please help me negotiate, the hotel on my side can't stay. What? Two hours? I'll give you twenty minutes at most. My team members are not in good shape. If they don't play well tomorrow, I won't let you go!"

Snapped!

After he finished speaking, he turned off the flip phone and said, "Wait a minute, it will be resolved in twenty minutes at most."

Everyone looked at each other, wondering who he had called.On the other hand, Kimishima in the crowd twitched the corners of his mouth. He had already guessed who Mifune was calling.

And fifteen minutes later.

"Oh My God!"

At the gate, a potbellied Indian in a formal suit came out. He looked at Mifune, stretched out his hand and smiled and said, "I'm Hangus, the general manager of this hotel, I didn't expect you to be the head coach of Mifune, I have already criticized those Guys, mess with the room number, where your team members are staying, there is no problem after finishing."

Saying that, he shook hands with Mifune, and the two walked in while laughing.

"Sure enough, this hotel is tricky."

Shiraishi's eyes narrowed, and at the same time, his heart sighed.

Indeed, without Watanabe and Tanegashima, the strength of the Japanese team has been greatly reduced.But in fact, many people have not noticed the importance of the three ships.