It was around five o'clock that afternoon.

Located in the first floor lobby of the "Tokyo Imperial Hotel" in the center of Tokyo's bustling downtown area, a unique mobilization meeting is underway.

Standing on the temporary podium in the lobby was a very short-looking man.

He wore an iron mask that covered half of his face, and his body and limbs were much smaller than normal people, just like a dwarfist.

But even so, as the short man stood on the podium in a black suit, hundreds of staff below looked at him with awe.

Looking closely, the leaders, waiters, concierge staff, foreman, cleaners and other staff gathered here are all different from ordinary staff.

Almost all of them have sharp eyes and strong figures. Just standing there, they have a unique charming momentum of martial arts practitioners.

Of course, in fact, they were not the original staff of this hotel, but the elite recruited from the "Saito Hall" across the country.

Except for a very few absolute professionals like chefs.

Now most of the staff in this "Tokyo Imperial Hotel" have been replaced by people from the "Saito Corridor Hall".

And these people are carefully selected from all over the country, which can definitely ensure loyal loyal loyalists.

The person standing on the podium is Saito Izumi, the headquarters teacher of the "Saito Association" and known as the "Devil Boy".

It is said that this direct member of the Saito family suffered from dwarfism at birth and was only 1.40 meters tall when he was an adult, which was shorter than many children.

Logically speaking, such a deformed figure is actually not suitable for martial arts.

But Saito Izumidao relied on his superhuman perseverance and terrifying talent to rise step by step in the guild hall, and even reached the position of the headquarters normal school.

However, compared to his strong strength and unfortunate life experience, Saito's ruthless attacks and his cold temperament are the reasons why most people have a strong sense of awe for him.

At this time, the normal school teacher responsible for the general security work of this "Saito Anniversary Celebration" stood on the stage and glanced at the staff below, then slowly opened his mouth.

"Tonight's celebration is to celebrate the 300th anniversary of the Saito Hall. Do you know what this means?"

Although no microphones or other loudspeakers were used, the sound entering the channel was clearly heard into everyone's ears.

The slightly hoarse voice was thick and powerful, which contrasted with the deformed short figure.

He asked a question, but obviously did not expect anyone below to answer, so he continued to add: "This means...a war is about to begin."

"In the three hundred years since the establishment of the Saito Hall, we have provoked countless enemies and eliminated countless enemies. However, some sluts who only hide in the dark are difficult to clean up, and they always crawl out from every corner like cockroaches."

"This celebration is a rare opportunity for those villains. They think they can be ready to move in secret and try to do everything they can to cause damage to the celebration. Can we allow such a thing to happen!"

"No!" Suddenly, the staff below replied in unison.

"Not only can't! We also have to take this opportunity to crush their courage! Break their backbone! Let them regret daring to attack the world's strongest fighting group! Let them be scared when they hear the four words Saito Guild Hall in the next life!"

"Drink! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Almost as soon as the words of Zedao ended, a biting murderous intent appeared in the tone of the staff below, and a fiery aura was emitted from his whole body, just like a group of soldiers about to head to the battlefield.

"Very good. Go back to your respective jobs. The celebration is about to start in one hour. Focus and keep absolutely focused. You will definitely not allow the enemy to take advantage of it!"

"yes!"

Who can enter the Tao? With the order, all the staff of the entire "Imperial Hotel in Tokyo" returned to their posts.

Everyone looked calm and said nothing, but did things in an orderly manner, with neat and neat manner. At the same time, their eyes were also vigilantly looking around. It can be seen that they were indeed a group of elite troops in the true sense.

Almost as the staff on the "Imperial Hotel Tokyo" were ready to meet this challenge.

Located in another wealthy area, Yunyan Yuejianli was also ready to go out.

"Wow... Miss, you are so beautiful tonight. There will definitely be many young men who fall in love with you."

After finishing up the dress and putting on her eldest lady's face and putting on a suitable makeup, the stylist who was responsible for styling her couldn't help but show her envious gaze.

Yun Yan is very beautiful. After careful dressing and wearing a gorgeous Rococo style court dress, she is so beautiful that she is like an omnipresent angel walking out of classical oil paintings.

"Rococo style" is an artistic style born in France in the early 18th century.

It reflects the atmosphere of social pleasure, luxury and love at that time, and the clothing design is also colorful, elegant, and complex and gorgeous.

At this time, the dress that senior Yun Yan wore was even more handed down by famous artists, and the design and materials were all world-class.

The French Rob bottom dress is sewn with beautiful blue and white satin, and the chest gear on the chest is made of silk in an inverted triangle shape, and is inlaid with exquisite gems.

The lace, ribbon, buckle and prints used extensively complement each other, making them gorgeous without being too burdensome.

The huge, fluttering skirt below is as gorgeous as blooming flowers, with pleats, ruffles and raised petticoats making it look three-dimensional.

With the carefully cared hair, which is as fluffy and soft as clouds, it is extremely beautiful.

However, although such beautiful clothes look good when worn on the body, it is also a big trouble for girls.

Therefore, Yun Yan only wore this dress once and put it on the shelf. This time she had no choice but to invite him out.

Finally, with the help of the stylist, she put on a pair of elegant white high heels, Yun Yan slowly followed her servants out and arrived at the vehicle parked at the door to greet her.

When he got into the car, Yun Yan ordered to the exclusive bodyguard and driver sitting in front: "Uncle Shinagawa, I want to take a break before the celebration begins."

"Okay, Miss."

As the driver pressed a button, a layer of partition fell between the front and rear seats of the car, and the seats on the rear table were also put down, so that the lady could rest well in the back.

However, just as the car drove away from the "Yuemiri Villa" and drove towards the "Tokyo Imperial Hotel", a head suddenly poked out from under the back seat of the car.

It is the dragon fight, the dragon fight's head.
Chapter completed!