My Bingshanqiao President

"Later, because I missed him so much, I decided to fly to Japan to find his traces, so I came to Tokyo and settled here all the time."

When talking about this, the old man took out a photo from his side and handed it to Zhang Xiaochuan for a look. The man on it was the Japanese that the old woman said, and he looked as delicate as the old woman said. , more like an intellectual.

The old woman looked at him with tears in her eyes, but couldn't speak for a while.

The old woman now recalls the past, and needs a quiet environment to get rid of this situation, and Zhang Xiaochuan is also very knowledgeable.

"From now on, I will call you grandma, and you can call me Xiao Chuan, and you will treat me as your relative."

At this time, the old woman's tears fell even more, she stretched out her wrinkled and weather-beaten hand to touch Zhang Xiaochuan's face and shouted: "Xiaochuan!"

"Grandma!" Zhang Xiaochuan replied, and the two of them laughed face to face.

Ever since the old woman came to Japan alone, she has no relatives around her, and she has always been lonely. Now there is someone calling her grandma, and she is still in a foreign country. How happy she should be.

The two chatted very happily, and it was already night after a long day. Zhang Xiaochuan was also a little tired after a long day of work. Besides, he had to prepare for the ring competition tomorrow, so he returned to the room early.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Xiaochuan thought about how to play and prepare tomorrow, because he is an out-and-out Chinese, so he knew that he must pretend to be an islander tomorrow, because only islanders can become members of the Yamaguchi-gumi member.

And through the news from the old woman, it is known that the top ten in the entire ring competition can become members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and the final champion will have a special right, but no one knows what the right is.

But at that time, almost all the masters in Japan will come, judging from the situation in previous years.

The number of people should not be less than 1000. One can imagine the difficulty of becoming the last ten people standing on the ring from among the 1000 people.

However, in order to be able to rescue Yue Songzhu, Zhang Xiaochuan is a person who can risk his life. How could he lose the chain in this situation? and fell asleep.

Because the ring competition is held at ten o'clock in the morning, and you must sign up before then, Zhang Xiaochuan got up early in the morning, packed up the things you need to use, changed into a common clothes for island country men, and left Fenghua Hotel.

Just as the old lady said, the venue of the ring competition is in Tokyo Sakura Plaza, so Zhang Xiaochuan hurriedly took a taxi and rushed over.

About an hour later, the taxi parked steadily on the street outside Tokyo Sakura Plaza.

Before I got out of the car, I could clearly hear the noise outside through the glass of the taxi. I paid and got out of the car, but was shocked by the scene in front of me.

I saw that there was no free space in the entire Sakura Plaza in Tokyo. The people were almost crowded together, like a temple fair in the hometown of the Celestial Dynasty people. Zhang Xiaochuan doesn't know why there is such a ring.

But all he has to do now is find a place to sign up.As the crowded crowd passed by, the people around him ruined his three views. There were men wearing Taoist costumes, and some samurai carrying samurai swords. There are some sumo wrestlers.

"Could it be that I'm going to fight sumo wrestlers later?" Zhang Xiaochuan satirized himself. He was really reluctant to fight sumo wrestlers, because they looked fat and wore clothes that looked like briefs. , I feel very disgusted.

If he really wanted to fight them, Zhang Xiaochuan knew that there was no way he could escape, and when he thought of grabbing the sumo wrestler's flesh, his body trembled so hopelessly.

After walking a certain distance, he could feel that the number of people around him was increasing. He roughly estimated that there were at least 2000 people present. The self just now completely underestimated the number of people who came. This can only explain one problem. The number of people who want to join the Yamaguchi group has increased.

This made it more difficult for him, so Zhang Xiaochuan cast a shadow over whether he could enter the top ten. If he wanted to enter the top ten out of 2000 people, it must not only rely on strength, but also luck.

At first, he followed the crowd, but as he walked, he realized that almost all the people were heading in one direction. Not far from that direction, there were three large characters "Registration Office" written impressively.

Although it was written in Japanese, Zhang Xiaochuan, who has studied Japanese for several years, did not learn it for nothing, and he could tell what it meant at a glance.

The queue in front formed a long queue with a length of several tens of meters. If there were not more than one registration office, the day would have passed by the time everyone registered.

After queuing for about half an hour, it was his turn. Sitting in front of him was a woman in a kimono. Although the woman was wrapped in a traditional kimono, her hot figure was not affected at all.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he stared at the girl intently.

At first, the girl signed up for everyone just like before. Although some people peeked at her from time to time, and she always hated it, the girl has gotten used to it.

When Zhang Xiaochuan stood in front of the girl and stared at her lewdly, her expression seemed to be in a trance, a long-lost mood.

It's not because Zhang Xiaochuan is so handsome, it's just that when she saw Zhang Xiaochuan's eyes, she felt that Zhang Xiaochuan was a little different, and even she couldn't tell the difference.

She asked as usual: "Name?"

"Ono Ichiro!" This name was improvised by Zhang Xiaochuan. After all, he was signing up for the Yamaguchi-gumi, so he couldn't use a Chinese name.

These four words were spoken in an out-and-out Huajing tone, which made the girl a little confused.

"How come I can't tell where you are from with your accent." The girl asked a digression.

Of course Zhang Xiaochuan couldn't tell her that he had a Chinese accent, so he lowered his voice and lied: "My voice was ill when I was young, so now my voice is tone deaf."

"So that's the case." Although the girl was a little dubious, but it was not related to the registration, so she didn't continue to ask.