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Chapter 181 Black Dragon Club

People in this country love to drink matcha.

High-end and classy, ​​a must-have for parties.

Matcha originated in the Wei and Jin Dynasties of China and flourished in the Tang Dynasty. Envoys from Benzi Kingdom came to learn from it, and then became popular throughout the island to this day.

From Huaguo to the Ming Dynasty, tea was brewed.

Matcha is relatively cumbersome and complicated, and has gradually been forgotten, but in this country, it still retains complete craftsmanship and tea ceremony.

Compared with modern brewed tea, let’s put aside whether matcha is good or not. The exquisite craftsmanship and process rituals are definitely high-end and compelling.

Therefore, as the president of Natsang Jushi Co., Ltd. and a member of the upper class society of Japan, Umekawa Uiko knows a thing or two about matcha.

When he heard Yang Xiao say that he wanted him to make a cup of good tea, Umekawa Neiku bowed in a very standard manner, then said "happy", took a few steps back before turning around, and then started to prepare matcha.

Very respectful, very careful, and very loyal and obedient.

Like a docile dog!
Half an hour later, when the matcha was finished, Umegawa Neiku presented it with both hands: "Master, this is the best matcha ingredient I brought from my home country, I hope you like it!"

"Matcha?"

Yang Xiao saw that the old devil had been busy for a long time, and it turned out that he was making matcha.

He had heard of matcha, but never drank it.

I just know it's troublesome.

How can brewing be simple and fast.

After taking a sip slowly, it has a delicate fragrance, tea fragrance, astringent fragrance, no miscellaneous smell, and a sense of elegance.

Not bad.

Yang Xiao's brows stretched out, and he began to savor slowly.

Umegawa Neiko also laughed, as if he had received a great compliment.He bowed his head, lowered his eyebrows and waited quietly, waiting for the master to drink tea.

After a while, Yang Xiao finished his tea.

"Tell me, who sent you here? What is your identity? What is your mission? Why are you acting like you are going to win my store?"

Yang Xiao asked the question in his heart all at once.

Hearing this, Mei Chuan Neiku clapped his hands on his thighs, let out a hi, and immediately replied: "Master, my superficial identity is the president of Xiasang Animation Co., Ltd., and my real identity is Buzuo, the head of the Economic and Investment Department of the Black Dragon Society." , that is, to supplement, to reserve.”

Damn, the Black Dragon Society?

real or fake?

Hearing that the old devil said he was a member of the Black Dragon Society, Yang Xiao suddenly regained his energy.

The Black Dragon Society is a very famous organization.

During the period of the Republic of China, it was inextricably linked with Mr. Sun, the father of the country.

In addition, the movie of Chen Zhen kicking the Black Dragon Club and fighting in front of the grave of the president of the Black Dragon is a household name.

The real Black Dragon Society was defined as an extreme right-wing organization after World War II. It was disbanded in 45, and it is now 0202. Could it be that this organization has revived again?
This kind of organization is no small feat.

According to the definition and historical origin after World War II, it is much more terrifying than the Yamaguchi-gumi, Inagawa-kai, and Sumiyoshi-kai and other gangs in the country.

In front of this kind of organization, the four great masters in Southern Chu might not be able to see enough.

Damn it, the Black Dragon Society!

Because of the secret dog food, it is impossible for Meichuan Neiku to lie.

So Yang Xiao felt like he was wading into a bottomless pool of muddy water, and he didn't know what ghosts and monsters were in it.

Obviously, the Chinese and Western restaurant under the system pit is a whirlpool.

He's already involved.

"What will the black dragon send you for?"

Yang Xiao stared at him with burning eyes, desperately needing to know the answer.

"Master, I have three missions in China."

"The first one is to find a Taoist priest named Unknown Sanren. The clue is related to the owner's restaurant."

"The second is to acquire or sell off the owner's restaurant without borrowing any price."

"The third one is to go to Chuxi and look for a corpse driver."

Standing with his hands hanging down, Umekawa Neiku laid out what he knew on a pallet without any concealment.

Yang smiled and nodded.

Sure enough, the first two tasks were obviously related to Chinese ink landscape paintings and unnamed stone pillars.

The former owner of Time Walking Restaurant once invited a Feng Shui master to the restaurant to look at the Feng Shui for wealth. Later, under the guidance of the master, he bought an oil painting of sunflowers and hung it in a designated location, named Wealth to the Sun.

Of course it turned out to be useless.

However, by chance, Yang Xiao found a small safe in the interlayer of the inner wall at the designated location.

There are also landscape paintings hidden in oil paintings.

Obviously, all of this has something to do with that Feng Shui master.

But later I heard that the Feng Shui master died.

The clues were interrupted.

It can be seen from this that the feng shui master must be related to the Taoist priest whose Taoist name is unknown, and may even be himself.

But the Feng Shui master's death was no secret.

It stands to reason that the black dragon would be able to find out after a little inquiring, and even send someone to look for it?

Or not dead.

Or they are not the same person.

Yang Xiao believed more in the former.

"What are you looking for that Taoist priest for?"

Yang Xiao continued to ask.

Meichuan Neiku shook his head regretfully: "Master, my identity and position are relatively low in the Black Dragon Association. These are the core secrets of the Black Dragon Association. Sorry, I don't know."

Yang Xiao frowned: "That is to say, you spent [-] million US dollars to buy my store, and you don't know why?"

Meichuan Neiku nodded: "Yes, master, my task is to use any method to sell the store of the master. As for what to use for it, it is not within the scope of my task."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned into a Sichuan character.

Damn it, what the hell is this black dragon trying to do?
Judging from the three tasks in the Meichuan Neiku, they must be related to the unnamed stone pillar, and the first two will not be mentioned. The last Chuxi exorcist, Yang Xiao, thought of the experience of the owner of the antique shop in Tianxin Pavilion.

As well as the imitation stone pillar, the corpse exorcist stuffed the corpse with chrysanthemums for embalming.

He also planned to take some time to visit Chuxi to find out.

At least find out the origin of the nameless stone pillar.

It can be seen that the three tasks of Meichuan Neiku are closely related.

Anyway, Umegawa Neko couldn't possibly lie.

It seems that it is impossible to know the secret of it now.

And his current situation is very delicate.

That store, the Black Dragon Club is bound to win.

Meichuan Neiku said that he would not hesitate to use all means, any method.

This gave Yang Xiao a headache: "To tell you the truth, my store will not be sold, and it is impossible to sell it. If I don't sell it, what are you going to do next?"

"By the way, you won't really trade for [-] million dollars, will you?"

Two hundred million dollars!
13 billion soft sister coins!

Anyway, the secret in the restaurant has already been obtained by him, Yang Xiao said it was a lie if he was not moved.

Hearing this, Mei Chuan Neiku grinned and smiled embarrassingly: "Master, [-] million US dollars is impossible, everything is expedient, as long as the master signs the transaction contract, there will be relevant legal personnel to follow up." Enter."

"At that time, the master may not even get the principal."

"And if the master doesn't sign the transaction contract, we will still use beauty tricks, including uniting the forces of the four great masters in southern Chu, borrowing the administrative power of Xingsha, or even using diplomatic relations."

"Of course, as a last resort, we will also release the host's family."

At this point, Umekawa Neku stopped, swallowed, and did not dare to continue talking.

Obviously, threatening with family members!
If Mei Chuan Neiku didn't eat his secret dog food, and someone touched Ni Lin's bottom line again, Yang Xiao's slap would smash his dog's head.

(End of this chapter)