After entering the car, the military advisor added a small remote control in his hand. She glanced at the crowd around her and quickly installed a button on the remote control.

Xia Chen felt that there was something more on the Buddha's glass. This layer of thing was very strange. Xia Chen raised his hand and gently touched the glass. He found that there was nothing unusual about the glass, but he instinctively felt that there was something more on the glass.

The military advisor glared at Xia Chen and said, "Don't touch it randomly. There is a layer of things on it. This is the latest technology product. Now we cannot see both of us when people inside and outside the car are about one meter away. We will only see us unless someone sticks his head on the glass!"

Xia Chen did not worry about this problem, but looked up at the situation outside and said, "This kind of thing should be the reason for light refraction. If there is no sun outside and it cannot form a visual difference, it is afraid it will be useless!"

After hearing Xia Chen's words, the military advisor was slightly stunned, looked at Xia Chen, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to know a lot!"

Xia Chen ignored the military advisor's pretending to be exaggerated, but watched the military advisor press a button under the driver's seat. He saw a box rising from the row of seats behind her. When the box rose to a height of half a meter, it suddenly bounced open.

Inside the box is a few sets of clothes, many boxes the size of a palm, and many gadgets.

When she saw these things, Xia Chen smiled and said, "You surprised me too!"

The military advisor took out a set of clothes from the box and threw them to Xia Chen, saying, "Wear this set of clothes! Also, remember to bring tortoiseshell glasses to make you look older!"

The two of them had tossed in the car for fifteen minutes before opening the door and walked out of the Ferrari.

However, when Xia Chen walked out of the car, his whole body looked like he was in his twenties, and he looked particularly mature and steady. The military advisor holding his hand seemed very upright and elegant, and his every move exuded an unconcealed style of a famous family.

Xia Chen's upper lip was covered with a short beard that Tokyo men liked to stay the most.

When the two walked into the building side by side, they saw the security guard at the door bowing to the two at the same time, with a standard ninety-degree etiquette.

The military advisor looked at the two security guards gentlely and withdrew their gazes with a smile, he lowered his voice and said to Xia Chen: "If we change our clothes and walk over here, the other party will only bow to us because we have money, but did you realize just now that the two security guards looked at us with a kind of respect!"

The military advisor's voice revealed a kind of anger, anger and a faint disappointment.

Xia Chen smiled faintly and said, "You are patriotic, but it does not mean that everyone in this world has a responsibility to patriotism. You just need to be yourself, why worry about so much!"

Because for Xia Chen, this world has nothing to do with him, patriotism is too abstract for him. What he pursues is to become stronger and stand at the peak of this world, so when he said this, there was no pressure at all.

Seeing that Xia Chen was very calm, the military advisor couldn't believe his eyes and said solemnly: "Xia Chen, do you really think so?"

"Of course, I don't like to deceive women, especially women as beautiful as you, which does not do me well!"

After hearing Xia Chen's words, the military advisor said angrily: "Do you know that your father is a martyr?"

"Apart from that, he is nothing, not a father, not a son..."

Xia Chen said, and as he said something was blocking something in his heart, he felt frustrated and uncomfortable. He knew that this emotion did not come from his inner feelings, but from another soul that was causing trouble. So after he finished speaking, he turned his gaze and looked elsewhere.

The military advisor originally wanted to scold Xia Chen very much, and then inject patriotic thoughts into Xia Chen, or think of some small stories and principles to transform Xia Chen's thoughts.

But when she heard Xia Chen say the above passage, she felt a sting in her heart by something, and an inexplicable emotion rose from the bottom of her heart.

"This child lacks the love of his parents, and must have lived a very hard life. He almost forgot just now. He was only eighteen years old. When he thought of this, the military advisor stopped talking.

When Xia Chen said this, he did not think too much about it. He just conveyed an idea from his predecessor through his mouth. This was just to do his part for his predecessor. He did not think that the words he said fell into the ears of the military advisor, which showed Xia Chen's dissatisfaction with Long Yi at this age.

Long Yi was a martyr, but he was indeed nothing except that. He did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father and a son, so the military advisor could not find any reason to blame Xia Chen.

Just as she was thinking about how to unlock Xia Chen, she suddenly felt Xia Chen's big hand wrapping her hand around him, pulling her body towards Xia Chen with great force. She suddenly felt a sense of resistance in her heart, but when she looked up, she saw the door of the elevator open, and her eyes fell on the camera in the elevator, and a smile immediately appeared on her face, and she leaned against Xia Chen like a dependent bird.

When the floor indicator light of the elevator shows the eighteenth floor, the elevator door opens.

Xia Chen looked at a huge door at the entrance of the elevator. This door was purely Japanese decoration, with beige wooden doors. There was a huge mat two meters wide and three meters long on the aisle. Not far from the mat, two Tokyo people were sitting (kneeling) at the door.

When the two walked out of the elevator, they saw the Tokyo man sitting at the door immediately looked up and looked at them, "Hello? Show your student ID first. No one is allowed to enter without the student ID!"

This gatekeeper spoke very authentic Yanjing Mandarin, not Japanese.

Xia Chen looked at the fat and serious gatekeeper and smiled and said, "I advise you to get out of here. I have never had a good temper, and I have a very heavy attack. Although you are very good, in my eyes, you are very weak!"

After hearing Xia Chen's words, the gatekeeper looked suspicious. He never thought that anyone would come here to make trouble. This place has been open for nine years. Every year, people would discuss martial arts with the deputy director here. Every time, people would come in standing and lie out. Moreover, those who came out would never come here to find trouble for the deputy director.

The legendary real museum owner heard that in Tokyo, he is an important figure in the Tokyo Yamaguchi Group.

So after hearing Xia Chen's words, he thought Xia was joking.

His face still kept a smile and looked at Xia Chen.

Xia Chen looked at the gatekeeper and smiled at him. He sighed, and then suddenly rushed towards the two of them.
Chapter completed!