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"Haha, Mr. Yuan is so humble. One more person means more strength!"

Lu Wenrou said with a slight smile.

She also looked down on Yuan Shifei a little in her heart, but given his identity, he was the nephew of the leader of the Capital Martial Arts League. As long as he didn't do anything too extreme, it was hard to offend him.

"Xiao Lu is right, Mr. Yuan, you are just too modest. You have broken through the energy at a young age. How can you be a soy saucer? You are like a dragon or a phoenix among people!"

Qin Yu breathed out, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to practice the inner rivers and lakes formula that his grandfather taught him.

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swish

Two rays of cold light flashed, and the fallen leaves had turned into powder.

He is so angry, Liu Nanyan must be a good medicine to vent his anger.

Yuan Shifei seemed very satisfied.

She has nothing to do with other men, as long as her husband is not this kind of person.

"Hmm, one billion, not even a penny less!"

"Yes Yes"

"understand!"

at this time.

Hong Xiaowu Villa.

"Young Master Yuan is really good at this. I can arrange it. I have several nightclubs under my name!"

I hope that the Jonin who comes this time is really as powerful as the rumors say and can take down Yan Mingyu and her bodyguards.

After a while, the room came to a standstill.

"Actually, I just told that to Mr. Wu on purpose. For a sensible woman like you, how can I bear to hurt you? If you can be of use to my brother in the future, please feel free to speak up."

"Well, take a good rest!"

Yuan Shifei said with a sense of humor.

Liu Nanyan's eyes were filled with admiration.

"Haha, this Miyamoto Itachi means he is old and has enough time to practice martial arts. If I were in my fifties, I might be able to kill him with one slap!"

Qin Yu entered the room with the room card, and Yan Mingyu also walked in. After closing the door, he said: "Although I don't know Kung Fu, I can imagine how powerful the Jonin of the Black Dragon Society is. If you really can't beat him, just simply Run away neatly, leaving green hills behind, so you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood, do you understand?”

When Miyamoto Yida saw Liu Nanyan being so righteous, his tone softened a lot.

I'm going to have a sword fight with Miyamoto later, so everyone is drinking tea instead of wine.

"Miyamoto-sama, I'm sorry, I made you angry. I will calm your anger right now."

There is no way, his uncle is too powerful. Not only is he the leader of the Capital Martial League, he has the hope of breaking through to the Dan Bao realm, he is also a big shot who once protected the Red Wall. His achievements are outstanding. Even if you look at China, few people dare to compete with him. Uncle called out.

Hong Xiaowu bent over and retreated. Before leaving, he glanced at Liu Nanyan, who was kneeling on the ground. His plump figure formed enchanting curves, and he felt somewhat envious of Miyamoto's sword.

"Mr. Yan, you really want to thank me. When we clean up Miyamoto's sword, you can put on black stockings and dance for us, haha. Of course, I'm just joking!"

Wow

At this time, the wind blew.

Yan Mingyu arranged a room upstairs again, rested for two hours, and set off to find Miyamoto Itto at eleven o'clock.

Miyamoto waved his arm.

Thinking that his son's life was cut off, Hong Xiaowu not only felt sad, but also shed tears.

Miyamoto slashed his sword and opened his mouth.

Feng Wudao echoed.

Right now, it's either you or me who dies, and we can only follow Liu Nanyan's path to the dark side.

What's more, his uncle only has daughters and no sons. The two are called uncle and nephew, but their relationship is almost that of father and son.

Everyone in the Martial Alliance basically knows this.

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"Lord Miyamoto, we are willing to compensate for the losses caused to the Black Dragon Society this time!"

Feng Wudaogui is the deputy leader of the Southern Wulin, but he can only flatter Yuan Shaofei.

He was not afraid of Miyamoto's sword, but he was a little worried about Yuan Shifei. This guy from the capital had become a factor of instability.

When Yuan Shifei saw that both Lu Wenrou and Feng Wudao were flattering him, he felt so happy that he started to shudder a little.

"call"

For example, arm-long lobster, fist-sized abalone, and wild caviar from the Caspian Sea

After the waiter put down the plate and went out, Yan Mingyu poured a cup of tea: "Thank you Mr. Yuan, Senior Feng, and Miss Lu for coming to Donghai to help. I will replace the wine with tea and give you a toast!"

Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the sofa with two samurai swords on his waist. He half-squinted his eyes and said, "You two losers, before we came here, who asked you to act privately? Do you know that one of them died? Forbearance, how much loss will it cause to our Black Dragon?"

Besides him, there was Liu Nanyan and a man wearing an Oriental samurai uniform.

Qin Yu nodded.

"Don't worry, I can kill a mere chuunin or any other scumbag with one strike! Get out, I'm very angry right now."

"Master Miyamoto, the plan last night was proposed by Master Wu's son, but he has already paid the price for his stupidity, and his life has been cut off!"

During the dinner, Yuan Shifei kept saying nasty things, but both Yan Mingyu and Lu Wenrou responded indifferently. He felt that he was not interested, so he asked Yan Mingyu to arrange a box for him in advance and go there later to sing for fun.

"Mr. Yan, the food is here!"

"Miyamoto-sama."

He is tall and thin and has a gloomy face. He is not a good person at first glance.

"No problem, Miyamoto-sama. However, please kill that bitch named Qin Yu. He has made our Hong family extinct."

Yan Mingyu gritted her teeth and glanced at Qin Yu before opening the door and walking out.

“You can have this haha”

"That's it, that's it!"

At this time, a row of tall and beautiful waiters wearing cheongsams came in carrying plates.

They are all top-notch delicacies from mountains and seas. Many ordinary people may not be able to afford any dish in their lifetime.

"It's not that I'm great, it's that you Chinese men are too weak!"

How could a mature woman like Liu Nanyan not understand the meaning of Miyamoto's sword? She bit her lip and said.

Yan Mingyu knew that most men were like this.

Liu Nanyan's eyes became even more blurred, and he walked step by step to Miyamoto Itto.

A fallen leaf from the yard flew into the room through the window.

"Miyamoto-sama, you are so powerful."

Liu Nanyan knelt on the ground and said shivering.

Hong Xiaowu knew that he and Yan Mingyu now had a life-or-death relationship. His son almost raped her, and her bodyguard cut off his son's lifeblood.

Miyamoto Itto is the most powerful being in the Black Dragon Society. He kills people like crazy, but the terrifying murderous aura in his body is something that most people cannot bear.

It was almost nine o'clock, and everyone was basically full.

"Come on, let's have a drink, and I hope tonight's operation will be a success!"

Miyamoto put on his samurai uniform without haste, grabbed two samurai swords, opened the door and walked out.

He glanced at the depths of the courtyard shrouded in darkness and said coldly: "Since you are in a hurry to die early, just show up!"