"Haha, Mr. Xiao is really smart! Yes, you are right, we are Japanese!" The cold-faced man showed his unusually cold smile again and answered without any concealment.

When the security guard heard this conversation, he stood up knowingly. He originally wanted to fawn over Xiao Feng, but when he heard the conversation, it was extremely weird.

He stepped aside and returned to his security booth. He couldn't afford to offend any of these people!

"But I don't seem to know you! Besides, I have never had any dealings with you Japanese people. I think we are not friends?"

From these two Japanese men, Xiao Feng felt a little subtle. It was obvious that the aura emanating from these two guys was extremely sharp and fierce.

They are masters! And they are rare masters!

Could it be that something happened to Zhang He and the others in Tokyo?

But he still smiled calmly and said: "I wonder why you two came here specifically? Tell me, I like to be straightforward!"

The cold-faced man still had the same smile that made people feel unhappy when he saw it, and said: "Mr. Xiao is really quick to talk! You really don't know us, and we have never dealt with you! However, there is someone who wants to meet you.

You, I have something to discuss with you, please don’t refuse, Mr. Xiao!”

As he spoke, he pressed the remote control in his hand. There was a slight sharp sound, and the headlights of the black car parked next to him suddenly turned on.

I didn't expect these guys to bother so much and have already found Ming Yuan.

"Okay! I'll go with you, but I don't have much time. I hope you can hurry up!"

"Of course, we won't waste Mr. Xiao's precious time! Please!"

The two cold-faced men walked quickly to the black car, led Xiao Feng and drove away.

Bamboo garden, wooden building, moonlight is elegant!

Such a scene reminded Xiao Feng of the Jin Yong Gu Long series of martial arts TV series he watched when he was a child. In those poetic and beautiful artistic conceptions, a graceful young man in white was dancing wildly in the bamboo forest with a sword. It was wonderful.

The swordsmanship is magnificent. Beside the open space, there is often a beautiful woman playing the piano for the young man!

The wind rustled and the leaves fell, it seemed that even the fallen leaves in the sky were moved by the young man's sword energy. Under the faint moonlight, one of this pair of peerless beauties danced the sword and the other played the piano. The young man gave up the sword dance and turned back gracefully

When she came, the woman's face was full of joy. She stopped her fingertips, stood up and gently snuggled into the young man's arms. She said softly: "Brother Chong, your Dugu Nine Swords have become much better!"

Then the young man smiled slightly, hugged the woman tightly in his arms, and said: "Yingying, once the demons in the world are eliminated, I would like to take you to retreat from the world, and stay away from the turmoil in the world!"

"..."

Of course, this artistic conception is beautiful and comfortable. But at this moment, when Xiao Feng seemed to have come to such an artistic conception, he suddenly discovered that it turns out that such a scene does not necessarily have the beautiful artistic conception of the bamboo forest written by Jin Yong.

The only thing here is the cold and weird atmosphere!

A middle-aged man in kimono is dancing with a sword. The tea cup on the wooden coffee table beside him has long been cold. It seems that he has been in a state of trance while practicing swordsmanship and has forgotten the tea cup...

"Haha, what a good swordsmanship! Amazing! Amazing!"

Just when the man paused his sword attack, Xiao Feng suddenly clapped his hands. But this was definitely not a compliment he wanted to please the middle-aged man. It was actually because the middle-aged man's Eastern swordsmanship was really impressive.

Superb to the extreme.

He turned around and saw that the guest had arrived. He immediately smiled kindly, stretched out his hand and said, "Oh? You must be Mr. Xiao? Come on, Mr. Xiao, please sit down!"

Although the moonlight was weak, the lights in the yard were very bright. When the middle-aged man sat next to the wooden coffee table, he realized that the tea cup on the coffee table had already cooled down. So he ordered the man in black who brought Xiao Feng in to come forward.

Go get a new one.

The middle-aged man is tall and burly, with the body of a tiger and the back of a bear. He has thick black eyebrows and a burning gaze. His face is as powerful as a knife or an axe, exuding a capable and capable temperament.

Xiao Feng sat opposite him without restraint and asked: "I haven't asked you yet, what is your surname? Why did you take so much trouble to bring me here?"

The middle-aged man chuckled. His smile was much prettier than that of the cold-faced guy just now. At least, you could clearly feel that he was not only smiling with his skin, but also with his flesh. Unlike the guy just now.

Guys like that, they smile but don’t smile!

Soon, the cold noodle guy came over with a warm and fresh cup of tea.

"Haha, Mr. Xiao is really well-deserved! My dear, Chiba Koichiro, I have admired Mr. Xiao for a long time, so I specially invited Mr. Xiao here to make friends with Mr. Xiao!"

Make a friend?

Is there anyone in the world who can make friends like this? He actually sent two ghost-like subordinates to get people here. If you want to make friends, why don't you take the initiative to come to the door?

Obviously, Chiba Koichiro's intention is not just that.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly and said: "Looking at your exquisite swordsmanship, it is not difficult to guess that you should be from the Chiba family? Of course, this is just my roughest guess. Chiba Koichiro? Haha, Mr. Chiba is so

Isn’t it as simple as bringing me here in a mysterious and low-key way just to make friends with me?”

Chiba Koichiro did not deny it, but he did not nod in agreement. His eyes just looked Xiao Feng up and down more subtly, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao's vision is indeed amazing! I have loved swordsmanship since I was a child, and I am very fond of swordsmanship.

There is also a lot of research on swordsmanship, but unfortunately, I have yet to meet a real master of swordsmanship. Chinese swordsmanship is extensive, profound, and has a long history. To be honest, I came to country Z for a very important purpose, which is to experience it personally.

The ancient Chinese swordsmanship is so powerful. Haha, in fact, in our great Japan, there has always been a legend that the swordsmanship in our great Japan originated from the ancient swordsmanship of your country during the prosperous Tang Dynasty. Regarding this, I have always felt

I have some doubts. And Mr. Xiao is said to be a real martial arts master, so please forgive me for being presumptuous. I just want to discuss with Mr. Xiao, as if I am here to testify whether the legend about swordsmanship is true or false!"

Oriental swordsmanship!

This guy is really thick-skinned. He actually avoided answering his own question and instead brought up such a prevaricating topic. However, it is an indisputable fact that Japanese swordsmanship was passed down from the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Chapter completed!