"I'm old and I'm about to expire. The age of competitive strength has long passed. There is no need to act anymore." He smiled and poured another glass of wine. Tang Ye found from his flickering and shiny pupils that he was an ambitious person. He laughed and said, "I don't believe that people will grow old, but their hearts will not grow old. Men are always ambitious. I don't believe that people with such great ability just want to die in this barren mountain. If this is the waste of your effort. I don't understand what you are thinking?"

"Hahahaha, you don't know anything. I am a warrior, a warrior, and I survive only for war. Peaceful times are my shame."

"You don't want to provoke the war again, are you?" Tang Ye asked with a smile.

"Yes, I have this idea. It's a pity that the descendants of Japan today have no blood. They only indulge in women's colors and enjoyment, and do not even have the courage and will to restore militarism. I feel a 100% shame for the Yamato nation. This is why I have never been willing to come out, because the Yamato nation is the best nation in the world. The Japanese today are simply the same as the human hearts and morals are corrupt. I also regret that I can't make a strong ambition, but I have no place to use my skills." When Kimura Aihara said this, his face was filled with sorrow that Tang Ye was almost moved to tears.

"Why do you desire war? Isn't peace good?" Tang Ye filled him with wine and filled himself with it. "Peace is a paradise for cowards, peace is something that never exists, it is just people's wishful self-comfort."

"Then why don't you become an official?"

"Haha, young people, in this era, what's the point of being an official? I just hope that the Yamato nation will have another Mr. Tojo. I didn't expect that nearly seventy years have passed, but I still can't see hope. If I can't wait for this day, I will die with hatred. Do you know, why am I still alive?"

"Do you think the defeat of the Yamato nation in that year is a shame because of your ambition?"

"Yes, you are very smart, but it's a pity. You are not a descendant of my Yamato nation. What a pity." Kimura Aihara shook his head. Tang Ye couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for him. After all, an old horse is in the stable and has ambitions. The martyr is very ambitious in his old age. Tang Ye admires such a will. However, when it comes to national and national issues, Tang Ye is not so polite, because Tang Ye has always been proud of being a mainlander.

"Don't count on it. It is estimated that in another fifty years, there will be no war." Tang Ye comforted him and said.

However, this did not serve as a comforting effect. For the samurai Kimura Aihara, the attack was more important. He drank a glass of wine, looked at the sun outside the window and said, "If the war cannot continue, I will provoke a war."

"Is this interesting?"

"Aren't you the same? Fighting is our will, our instinctive will. People should obey their true natures, and only war is the only truth." Kimura Aihara said and stood up. He picked up the oriental sword on the knife stand and smiled at Tang Ye: "I have always wanted to find an opponent to train weapons, but I have never found it. But today I found that you are the best opponent. Then." He rubbed it hard and threw it to Tang Ye.

Tang Ye reached out and grabbed it, stood up and said, "Why do you say that?"

: "Because you are different from others." As he said that, he also pulled out a knife. The weather was very cold, and it was more than ten degrees below zero. The brazier in the house was still whistling vigorously. Although Tang Ye's knife technique was not very impressive, he felt that Kimura Aihara was very old and his movements should not be very fast. Since that's the case, then just click to stop.

"Okay, then you'll offend him." Tang Ye said with a smile. The whole house is not big, about eight meters long each, and there is a hanging sky lantern on the ceiling. Tang Ye's favorite knife is the Dongyang knife, which makes him feel very nervous. It is no wonder that he likes it so much.

The two of them held swords in both hands, waved their hands, and their eyes were connected, and they had been invisibly fighting for thousands of rounds. "Ah."

"Ha." The two of them immediately fought. Kimura Aihara kimono was swaying, and the sword light flashed. Tang Ye immediately felt that he was a little unsteady with the knife. He jumped back and a thud, and a kick was kicked. He was kicked to the ground and slashed his eyes with a knife. Tang Ye immediately rolled away, but Kimura Aihara was old and stabbed the ground with a knife. Tang Ye had to slap the ground with both hands, and a spring push-up, stood up suddenly, and immediately slashed at Kimura Aihara's head with a knife.

Kimura Aihara lowered her head and avoided her, and her hair was cut off and a pinch of white hair floated down with the air. At this time, Kimura Aihara stabbed forward and the tip of the knife reached Tang Ye's throat. Tang Ye didn't expect that, but failed to react and actually failed.

"You lost." Kimura Aihara said with a laugh.

"Haha, your sword technique is really fierce. I didn't expect that you are nearly a hundred years old, and your sword technique is still as fast as lightning. I really admire it." Tang Ye said sincerely.

The two sat down again, Kimura Aihara said, "I have to practice swords for four hours every day, which is also the reason why I am healthy." He smiled and said, Tang Ye sat down and said, "No wonder your sword skills are still so fast."

"Haha, come and drink." Kimura Aihara got a little respect from the stubborn Tang Ye, and was very happy. Tang Ye said: "Aoi Hi, if I find out later, they will definitely look for the whole city. Also, I actually have another task, I have already stole the CD. Now your Japanese government is still chasing me, and I really have no way out now."

"Who can stop a tiger? A bunch of sheep?" Kimura Aihara said with a smile. "That's true, but you Japanese are not bunch of sheep. I can only be the difference between wolf and leopard in front of you. I have no way out. Haha, this is the first time I have encountered such a troublesome thing in three years. No wonder, in Japan, if it's too easy, it's not reasonable." Tang Ye said with a smile.

"You can stay here forever, as my aid." Kimura Aihara said, standing up and walking outside. Tang Ye said, "No, I'm leaving now."

"Oh? Are you afraid you will be killed?"

"If God is destined to die, then I can't escape no matter how I run away." Tang Ye said calmly. He was already very open-minded. After all, this life should have disappeared long ago.

"You believe in life?"

"I have to believe that since I was born to be like this, then death must be destined."

"Hahaha, it's so satisfying. I like people who believe in fate. Only when they believe that everything about themselves is destined can they have the possibility of doing great things. I won't stop you, I hope I can see you again next time."

"It will definitely happen." Tang Ye bowed to Kimura Aihara, and walked down the mountain. Six girls were practicing knife hard outside the door. They were cutting into forty or fifty pieces after a few strokes, only in ten seconds, and the speed was unprecedented.

Tang Ye couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No wonder Santian Shuangying is so powerful. She trains every day. They are simply killing machines." Then he walked over and said with a smile: "My name is Tang Ye."

The girls didn't understand, so they waved their hands and expressed their confusion. Tang Ye said again: "I'm going down the mountain. Do you want to say a close-knit farewell to me?"

The girls still didn't understand and looked at him blankly. Tang Ye then spread his hands to represent the meaning of hugging, looking at the girls. The few people immediately bowed to him, waved their hands with a smile, and said goodbye. Tang Ye said, "Thank you for saving my life, you will be rewarded in the future."

Tang Ye went down the mountain and came to the riverside. He was penniless and had nothing but a gold watch. He walked and saw that there were not many tourists by the riverside. He was in a depressed mood and had to find a place to eat first. Tang Ye didn't want to stay on the mountain, after all, he was not an acquaintance. Besides, he ate people's food and lived under someone's roof. Everything depends on people's face. This was not done by Tang Ye's hero.

Tang Ye walked for a long time and saw the previous farmhouse courtyard, which was a tofu couple. There was a poplar tree in the courtyard, with a waist-thickness tied with a big yellow dog, and the iron chain grinds a deep mark on the bark. Tang Ye walked in, but there was no one inside and the door was open.

Maybe the couple went to the vegetable market to sell tofu. The dog saw Tang Ye and did not scream. Instead, he looked at Tang Ye with a moaning feeling, feeling a sense of intimacy. Tang Ye shouted: "Is anyone? Is there anyone?"

But there was no echo. Tang Ye thought about why these people didn't close the door after leaving? Aren't they afraid of thieves coming? Tang Ye walked into the house and found that there were still food and rice on the table and there was still some rest. It seemed that the couple had just left. Tang Ye was hungry and had already picked it up and ate it. After eating it, Tang Ye slapped his head and said, "Oh, it's not good. What if they use my phone to call Luo Fei or call my friends, what should I do? No, I have to go find Luo Fei first." Seeing that there was no valuable thing in the house, Tang Ye had to rush out of the farmhouse courtyard and rushed to the city from the bridge in front to a gold and silver shop.

Tang Ye was a little dirty and dirty at this time, and his image was really not very good. As soon as he walked into a gold shop, he immediately took down his watch and said in Chinese: "I want to sell my gold watch."

The ladies couldn't understand his words, and Tang Ye smiled and said, "I want to sell this gold watch to you. How much is it?"

A few girls still couldn't understand it, so a man in a suit came over, and he was fat. He heard Tang Ye speak Chinese and laughed and said, "Are you a mainlander?"

Tang Ye turned his head and looked at him, and saw that his head was bald, round and full, like a leader. He nodded and said, "I want to sell gold watches."

"Oh, let's take a look." He took Tang Ye's gold watch over, looked at it in his eyes, and found that it was genuine, so he smiled and said, "This watch costs about 8,000 US dollars, and I can only give you 5,000 US dollars." He said with a smile.

"How much yen is that?"

"About 650,000 yen, will you sell it or not? This is the highest price I have paid."

"Is this gold shop yours?" Tang Yewen.

"Yes, I did it." The man said with a smile.

"We are all from mainland China, from the same nation. Since that's the case, we are so destined to do so. Then I'll lend me 10,000 yuan and I'll return it to you in the future." Tang Ye said happily. "Sorry, my friend, I don't know you. Ten thousand US dollars is a sky-high price. Why should I believe you? Although your clothes look valuable, I can't lend you money for this. Give me a reason." The man said with a smile.

At this moment, a van was driving at the door, and four masked men rushed in immediately. As soon as they entered the door, they used a submachine gun to shoot a few shots at the sky. The ceiling lights were immediately smashed and fell on the floor.

"Ah, ah." The men and women who were buying gold jewelry on the scene screamed. Even the Chinese boss immediately squatted down with his head in his arms and moved backwards.
Chapter completed!