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“Wow—”

Water flows from the bamboo tubes, streaks through the crystal trajectory, and spills into the bamboo tubes under the bamboo tubes.

The bamboo tube gradually fills up, and the small water wheel supporting the bamboo tube swayes.

“Snap-”

Filled bamboo tubes are dumped, and water is spilled in pools of pebbles.

On the side, the well-tended bushes are lush.

The beige fence five or six meters high is also a unique brick structure.

In the pond in the courtyard, huge red goldfish are swimming.

The whole courtyard is filled with a unique atmosphere.

“Tuk tuk—”

Listening to the crisp sound of bamboo tubes, in the Japanese wooden house in the courtyard, Kazumi Izumi sat cross-legged on the tatami.

This is a tea estate in Tokyo.

In the city of Tokyo, where every inch of land is expensive, such a beautiful private room is constructed, and the background of this tea estate can be imagined.

This kind of tea plantation, which is very high-end in terms of atmosphere, environment, and pressure, is often used by dignitaries to communicate with each other and discuss some topics about interests.

“Please…”

A dark-haired girl wearing a kimono yukata knelt solemnly on opposite sides of the coffee table.

She poured tea by hand with slender jade, and skillfully used various tea sets to make tea by the guests.

In this tea estate, even these tea-serving maids are students of major prestigious universities.

Of course, they only come to this kind of place to work, this kind of elegant environment and easy-going atmosphere of the tea plantation, there will be no nightclub accompaniment and the like.

Moreover, the dignitaries who come here are either rich or expensive, even if they want to try the depths of 20, they are not qualified.

“Hmm.”

Bowing his head slightly, he took the tea cup and looked at the clear tea.

In the turquoise tea water, a tea leaf floats on it.

There is no tea residue, the color is uniform, and the temperature is suitable.

“It tastes good.”

Sipping the fragrant tea, Kazumi smiled and nodded to the girl from the small family Jasper.

At the same time, three figures also came from outside the small courtyard of the box.

A middle-aged handsome man with blonde hair, an old man with black hair and red eyes, and a strong man in a red suit.

Koenji Nagamasa, Shinomiya Somori, and Ayakoji Masayoshi…

These three people represent the chaebols of Koenji Temple, the Shinomiya family, and the former inner pavilion of the Dongying Sect.

“Three.”

Picking up the tea cup, Kazumi looked at the three men.

Behind him, Wugen Ruli knelt in the corner of the Japanese Wind Wooden House, as if the background plate did not say a word.

“Mr. Waizumi.”

Hearing this, the other two did not move, and that Ayakoji Masayoshi came first.

He smiled and said, “It’s a blessing, Mr. Kazumi.” ”

“Hmm.”

Facing such a strong middle-aged man, Kazumi just nodded.

And Ayakoji Masayoshi was not annoyed, but kneatly knelt on the other side of the coffee table, and at the same time, two other men were also seated.

Looking at the three guests at the coffee table, Kazumi recalled their identities.

Masayoshi Ayakoji, former Prime Minister of the Cabinet, but due to political struggle, he is currently affiliated with the opposition faction, and his ability and ambition are excellent.

And his son is the male protagonist “Kiyotaka Ayakoji” who welcomes the drama to the classroom of supremacy of strength

This guy opened an institution similar to the genius workshop “White House”, using psychology and pedagogy to squeeze the potential of children through pressure, in a vain attempt to create artificial genius.

And Kiyotaka Ayakoji is the only completion of this plan.

Masayoshi Ayakoji wants Kiyotaka Ayakoji to inherit his ideals and take power as the new prime minister of the island nation of Toei.

Although this guy has lost power, he still holds a lot of political resources, which is why Kazumi invited him to the banquet.

The identities of the other two are much simpler.

Koenji Nagamasa, the chaebol of Koenji Temple, is also the helmsman of the Koenji family, holding trillions of yen in assets and belonging to the highest level of capitalists in Toei.

Shinomiya Somori, the patriarch of the Shinomiya family, is in charge of the Shinomiya family, with trillion-yen level assets, but because of its banking industry, it is controlled by SoftBank in Toei, and it is not as smooth as the Koenji chaebol.

And his granddaughter is the heroine Shinomiya Kaguya in the daily Kaguya who wants me to confess.

Of course, this is not important.

These two big capitalists who can move the East Asian economy gathered together in this secret village, which must have attracted the attention of many peers.

And they have only one purpose …

“Old Immortal listened to some old friends and told rumors about ‘blood descent’.”

Shinomiya Zongsheng said straightly: “This little friend Hequan, might as well explain it to us?” ”

Although it was questioning, the tone was questioning.

Makoto Kazumi frowned.

He glanced at the old man, and the shiny lenses reflected the daylight, and the cold light on the lenses made the old man slightly stunned.

“Need an explanation?”

Saying with Quan Cheng, the two looked at each other, and in the old man’s sight, the dark pupils were as terrifying as a purgatory that absorbed the soul…

The unimaginable sense of terror flooded in the heart of this strategizing old man, and he subconsciously opened his mouth, and the whole person was stunned.

At this moment, unimaginable coercion shrouded this Japanese wind wooden house.

As Makoto Waizumi said.

No explanation is needed.

The reason why these three people came here together in their busy schedules must be that they have a full understanding of “blood blood”.

It is precisely by peering at the immortality and extraordinary physique of the bloodline that they will gather together and sit opposite Kazumi Makoto at the same time.

From the beginning, they put on the appearance of strategizing, but just to bargain.

“A businessman, after all, a businessman.”

Seeing this, Ayakoji on the side shook his head.

He felt the coercion like a man’s back, and although fear was accumulated in his heart, he still raised his head and looked at Kazumi Makoto and said:

“Mr. Hequan, we have no doubts about the power of the bloodline, on the contrary, we long for the power of the bloodline, and we want to get that power…”

“Huh.” Listening to Ayakoji’s words of justice, Kazumi shrugged his shoulders.

He withdrew his gaze and let the Four Palaces Zongsheng cover his heart with one hand while holding the coffee table with the other.

The fear just now caused his cardiac arrest, and the old man slowly slipped and fell on the coffee table, and with a bang, the tea cup on the coffee table fell on the tatami.

“Four palaces…”

Seeing this, the blond man from the Koenji family frowned.

But instead of lifting the old man up, he watched coldly.

“Very well, since you guys question my strength…”

Seeing the unconscious Shinomiya Zongsheng lying on the coffee table, Kazumi Cheng laughed and pinched the top of the head of the Shinomiya Zongsheng.

On the bald head of this old man, he cut a bloodstain.

The next moment, the blood on the old man’s body was sucked up by Hequan Cheng’s skin.

The Ultimate Creature Pillar Boy

As long as the contact on the shell is made, the blood and life force of the target can be seized and eaten away.

However, when this old man was completely shriveled, Kazumi Cheng put a trace of the blood of the ultimate creature into it.

“Ah!!!”

The next moment, the old man lying on the table like a salted fish wailed.

Kazumi released his palm, and he rolled off the coffee table, rolling violently on the tatami.

That hysterical mourning made both Koenji Nagamasa and Ayakoji Masamu stunned.

However, none of them stopped it, but stared straight at the Four Palace Zongsheng.

They watched as the Four Palaces Zongsheng gradually stopped struggling, his aging body twitched slightly, and his breathing gradually became steady.

And then……

“Boom!”

This old fellow, frail old fellow, rolled over with a carp that did not match his age.

“This… How is it possible…”

Clenching his shriveled fists, Shinomiya Somori, who was standing on the tatami, was stunned.

This eighty or ninety-year-old old man felt that his body was full of inexplicable strength.

The aging shell is rejuvenated.

No, that’s no longer to the extent of “rejuvenation” …

He raised his fist and slammed it the solid wood coffee table in front of him.

“Boom!!!”

There was a loud bang that made both Aya 040 Koji Masamu and Koenji Changmasa froze.

The heavy and sturdy coffee table fell apart, and the broken wooden strips were even slapped into the tatami mat by the Four Palaces Zongsheng!

Looking at the dents on the tatami, Koenji Nagamasa swallowed his saliva, while Ayakoji grinned.

Both froze.

This kind of power is by no means something that an ordinary old man can master…

“Now, you don’t have any questions, do you?”

Kazumi Makoto glanced at the old man who was jumping alive, and looked at the two middle-aged men sitting on the tatami:

“I will give you extraordinary strength, immortal life, and power above all else, and you only need to offer me your loyalty.”

“This, I…”

Koenji Nagamasa was still hesitating, but Ayakoji Masayoshi was sitting on the tatami mat, suddenly lying neatly on the ground.

He put on a very sincere posture of “Shishita seat”, and the whole person was lying on the tatami mat in the form of an ORZ, kneeling and pleading sincerely to Heizumi:

“Lord Wakaizumi! Please empower me! ”

As a keen politician, Ayakoji has a glimpse into the true value of bloodline!

If this bloodline can really allow ordinary people to obtain extraordinary power…

Then, presumably the major giants in Dongying’s political and business circles will definitely do their best to get this bloodline!

At that time, Ayakoji Justice, who also belongs to the bloodline, will be able to obtain unparalleled political assets!

For a middle-aged man like him, extraordinary strength is in front of him, and he will never let go of this opportunity!

As for offering loyalty…

Any politician will represent the interests of many people.

In a way, it was his loyalty to those at the helm of the faction and chaebol families that led him to his current status.

Therefore, without a trace of mustard, he knelt down without hesitation, incomparably humble and incomparably sincere.

“Very well…”

Kazumi Makoto’s gaze swept over the head of the Koenji Temple, the head of the Koenji family, who was sitting by the ruins of the coffee table, looking at Kazumi Makoto and saying:

“So, beyond that, what price do I have to pay?” _

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