President Bingshan's Cold Guard

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the Kimura family.

In the room, Wende Kimura paced back and forth, with a look of anxiety and uneasiness on his face.

Two full hours have passed since the trading time, no matter whether the task failed or not, there should be news.

At this moment, there was a crisp knock on the door.

"Young Master, it's me." A very old voice followed closely behind.

Hearing the voice of the visitor, Wende Kimura took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then said: "Come in."

He didn't want his subordinates to see him flustered, that would be too demeaning.

After getting the answer, an old man in gray robe walked in with steady steps.

"Young master, you failed."

In fact, when he saw the dignified expression of the old man in gray robe, Wende Kimura had already guessed the result.

But when he really heard the word failure, his mood still fluctuated a little.

This time, he failed to kill Kimura Nakagami, and he might have no chance in the future.

After this assassination, Kimura Musashi will definitely send his personal guards to protect Kimura Nakagami every step of the way.

Wende Kimura was silent for a long time before he asked, "Didn't you leave anything behind?"

"No."

The old man in gray robe shook his head, "But that guy Sato must have seen something, we have to be careful next."

According to the original plan, if those people killed Kimura and his class before Sato Jiro arrived, then the black pot would be perfectly blamed on Su Yang.

But once the plan fails, Sato Jiro must also know that those people are all Japanese ninjas.

In this way, with Kimura Musashi's suspicious nature, he will definitely suspect Kimura Wende.

After all, when Kimura Nakamami died, the Kimura family benefited the most is undoubtedly Kimura Wende.

But without conclusive evidence, Kimura Musashi still didn't dare to do anything to Kimura Wende easily.

You know, in the Kimura family, there are not a few people who support Wende Kimura.

"I can't hide it, Sato Jiro is not a fool, as long as they fight, they can see through their identities."

Wende Kimura was a little helpless, waved his hands and said: "Okay, you go down first, no accidents, my father will talk to me soon."

"Yes, young master." The old man in gray robe left in response.

At the same time, Musashi Kimura also received a call from Nakamura Kimura.

"Zhong Shang, are you alright?"

Kimura Musashi's surprisingly gentle voice is in stark contrast to the harshness of Kimura Wende.

From the opposite side came Kimura Nakagami's slightly dignified voice, "Father, I'm fine, but I have something to report to you."

"What's the matter? Just say it." Kimura Musashi frowned slightly.

In just a few minutes, Kimura Nakami told Kimura Musashi about his being robbed and killed.

"You mean, those people are all ninjas?" Musashi Musashi narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly murderous.

If it was as Kimura Nakagami said, things would be even more complicated.

Kimura Nakagami said very firmly: "That's right, and they are all Junin. Uncle Sato can testify to that."

"I see, you come back first, I will take care of this matter." Kimura Musashi's tone became colder and colder.

No matter who the opponent is, if he dares to attack Kimura Nakamami, he is his enemy.

After hanging up the phone, Musashi Kimura called out, "Miki."

Soon, the figure of Miki Kimura appeared in front of him.

"Patriarch, what can I tell this old slave?"

Seeing Kimura Musashi's gloomy face, Kimura Miki's heart skipped a beat, could something have happened?

He has served Kimura Musashi for so long, and he has rarely seen Kimura Musashi look so ugly.

Kimura Musashi glanced at Kimura Miki, and said coldly: "Go and find out what Master Wende has been up to these days?"

"Yes, Patriarch." Miki Kimura replied without asking why.

He has been by Kimura Musashi's side for so long, there are some things he should say and some things he shouldn't say, but he still knows what to say.

Just like now, Musashi Kimura is obviously on the verge of fury, if he doesn't have eyes anymore, Musashi Kimura will definitely take his anger out on him.

"Wait a moment."

Kimura Musashi seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly stopped Kimura Miki.

"Patriarch, what else can you order?" Miki Kimura was very cautious.

Musashi Kimura's eyes were cold, and he said, "By the way, check to see if the masters from the Yamaguchi-gumi have been transferred."

Four jounin, this is not an ordinary handwriting, as long as you want to check, you can definitely find some clues.

The only thing I'm afraid of is that these four jounin are all raised as private soldiers, so it's a bit difficult to check.

Seeing that Miki Kimura was a little confused, Musashi Kimura didn't hide anything, and told the story of Nakamura Kimura being intercepted and killed.

Hearing that four Junin intercepted and killed Kimura Nakagami, Kimura Miki's pupils shrank suddenly, with an expression of disbelief.

Everyone knows that the young master Kimura Nakakami is Miki Musashi's reverse scale, and he will die if he touches it.

He now understands that Musashi Kimura asked him to investigate Wende Kimura just now.

"Go ahead, keep this matter secret, and don't let the Yamaguchi group notice anything."

Kimura Musashi still told me that those old things of the Yamaguchi group are not fuel-efficient lamps.

It's not a wise choice to offend those old things before the truth is revealed.

"Yes, Patriarch." Miki Kimura responded, turned around and quickly left the room.

Intercepting and killing Kimura Nakagami was no small matter, it was no different from provoking the Kimura family.

After Kimura Miki left, Kimura Musashi murmured, "Wen De, it's better not you, otherwise..."

He didn't say any more, as if he had already made a decision in his heart.

As Miki Kimura said, Nakamura Kimura is his reverse scale, and he will die if he touches it.

Even if that person is Wende Kimura, there is no exception.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yipinxian restaurant.

After Su Yang and Wang Dali entered the box, they realized that Shangguan Hao did not come alone.

I saw a middle-aged man with gray temples sitting next to Shangguan Hao. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very imposing.

"Shangguan Hao, who is this?"

Su Yang looked at the middle-aged man with a smile on his lips.

If I guess correctly, this middle-aged man should be a representative of the military, responsible for negotiating this cooperation.

After all, he is cooperating with the military. Shangguan Hao is only a major and cannot represent the military at all.

Seeing Su Yang coming in, Shangguan Hao quickly introduced: "Su Yang, this is Senior Colonel Li Tianlu, the representative of the Eastern Navy."

"Uncle Li, this is the Su Yang I mentioned before, and the golden sore medicine is made by him."

Li Tianlu stood up and shook hands with Su Yang, "Sure enough, a hero is born as a boy. I didn't expect Mr. Su to be so young."

Before coming here, he thought Su Yang was a middle-aged man or a bad old man, after all, the golden sore medicine was more effective than the medicine in the military area.

Those who can create such a good medicine are generally not too young.