Super Great Fortune Teller

At the port of Osaka City, Hirosuke Chiyoda got off the ship, smelling the familiar breath of the port and looking at the familiar scenery. This mission can be said to be crucial. For this mission, Qiantian Liangjie even brought many backup means, but they didn't use them.

When he thought of taking Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya to Japan so easily, his ice face also had a heartfelt smile.

"Miss Lin Yao, Miss Xu Xiaoya, please." Standing in the harbor, looking at Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya escorted by several pistols, Qiantian Liangjie said with a smile.

Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya look at the strange scenery, but they don't show much fear.

"Dwarf. Tell your master that Wang Qian is not something he can afford to offend. " Lin Yao snorted.

Qiantian Liangjie's Chinese is very good. When he heard Lin Yao's words, his face was suddenly gloomy. However, he didn't dare to do anything else to Lin Yao, so he had to lower his head and lead the way with a gloomy face.

On the other hand, Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya have no consciousness of being hostages.

The two of them looked left and right. Although it was night, the distant foreign lights were still gorgeous.

"I have to say that Japan is a country with beautiful scenery, except for its unfriendly people." Xu Xiaoya looked at Lin Yao and said.

Lin Yao nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Qiantian Liangjie heard their words, and his face turned black from blue.

If it wasn't for the totem of Zhong Kui on Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya, Qiantian Liangjie wouldn't mind doing it immediately. To be honest, he doesn't have the authority to deal with Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya. Otherwise, he would like to kill Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya now.

Lin Yao and Xu Xiaoya, along with Qiantian Liangjie, enter a car.

Then, the car slowly disappeared into the night.

The direction of the port is quiet again.

……

Osaka airport.

Wang Qian and monk walked out of the airport slowly with the crowd of the tour group. Under the arrangement of the guide, they got on a bus.

In the car, the monk felt his wig and was not used to it.

His height is as high as 1.9 meters. He is like a black iron tower. Bald head is the most suitable hairstyle for monks. With his muscles, he has the same impression as Hollywood movie star Johnson.

However, in order to hide his identity, Wang Qian bought a wig for the monk. The hairstyle of the wig is the most popular airplane head.

The monk wears this wig, which magically softens his fierce face. On the bus, there are several little girls from China who keep glancing in the direction of the monk. Even Wang Qian, a beautiful man, is ignored.

The monk met the little girl's eyes, very helpless.

"Hey, look at that guy. He's so tall and strong!"

"Yes, if we travel in Japan, we will feel more secure if we take him." Said one of the little girls with freckles on her face.

The other girl, who dyed her hair in various colors, nodded and said, "yes, this guy, one stop there is our natural bodyguard. Although they say the law and order here is good, it's bound to be a little bit irritated to have such a bodyguard around."

Wang Qian's ear power is excellent. Although the two girls' voices are very small, they are clearly heard by Wang Qian. He looks at the monk with a smile.

When Wang Qian saw the monk like this, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"What for?" The monk said discontentedly.

The wig made the monk extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to pull the wig off his head, but he was always stopped by Wang Qian.

"Monk, it seems that you are lucky." Wang Qian said with a smile.

When the monk heard Wang Qian's words, his face suddenly sank: "brother Qian, I'd rather give it to you!"

The monk said discontentedly.

The tourist bus is driving slowly on the streets of Japan. The streets are full of exotic customs.

However, Wang Qian stopped talking to the monk and began to close his eyes and operate the pure Yang Wuji skill in silence.

It's November, and the weather is getting colder and colder, but Wang Qian is still wearing thin clothes. Under the operation of the pure Yang Wuji power, Wang Qian's body produces a strong heat. Several people sitting around him feel that the air around him has risen several degrees. Everyone closes their eyes and silently feels the heat from Wang Qian.

At this time, many people found Wang Qian on the bus, and even some girls wanted to come over and ask for Wang Qian's contact information.

However, after contacting the fierce eyes of the monk, the girls sat back.

The bus finally slowly stops outside a luxury hotel in Dongzhou, Japan.

Monk, Wang Qian got out of the car with the crowd and breathed the exotic air in the air. Wang Qian was very uncomfortable and frowned."Monk, many cities in China are not first-line or second-line cities, but because there are dragon veins in the cities, and the air has a subtle impact on people's bodies, I didn't expect that Dongzhou, the largest city in Japan, didn't even have a dragon vein." Wang Qian shook his head.

But the monk has long been used to it. He doesn't care about aura, dragon breath and so on. His pair of ox eyes are walking back and forth in the street, looking at those little Japanese sisters with big white legs in winter.

Although it is already midnight, the city is still very noisy.

Cars are like running water, horses are like dragons.

Although the crowd is much less than during the day, it is still much more lively than the fourth tier cities in China.

After Wang Qian and the monk entered the hotel, Wang Qian took out the phone and dialed Ji Xiangchuan's number.

However, because he and the monk came out in a hurry, he was shocked to find that his mobile phone had no signal.

Wang Qian had no choice but to go to the guide.

The tour guide, a young Chinese in his 20s, is arranging for other visitors to stay.

When Wang Qian found him, he just finished arranging for the last tourist to stay.

Seeing Wang Qian coming, Zhao mu, the tour guide, said with a light smile: "Mr. Wang, what's the matter?"

Wang Qian had no choice but to take out his mobile phone. When Zhao Mu saw the signal grid on Wang Qian's mobile phone, he understood it at that time.

Zhao Mu said: "Mr. Wang, the visa period for this tour is 20 days. I'd better take Mr. Wang tomorrow to apply for a phone card from Japan."

"Give me your cell phone." Wang Qian looked at Zhao Mu and said.

Zhao Mu didn't refuse. He handed his mobile phone to Wang Qian. Later, Wang Qian dialed Ji Xiangchuan's number, and there was still no signal in English.