Kendo True Explanation

June 11, 2005 at eleven o'clock at noon.

weather sunny cloudless

The white plane flying from Fengyang to Jiangnan slowly landed from the sky and began taxiing on the runway to slow down.

In the waiting room, the sweet announcer began to broadcast the arriving flight in Chinese and English, and which passengers were asked to get ready for boarding. In the third waiting room, entire rows of seats are empty, only four or five people are sitting here waiting for the plane, which is particularly deserted compared to other waiting rooms.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, a young woman with a cold face stood quietly, watching the scene of the plane taxiing. This woman has a curvy figure, obviously has black hair and black eyes, but there is a faint exotic aura in her temperament.

Behind her is a young man wearing sunglasses, wearing a plaid shirt with a white bottoming shirt and light blue jeans. He looks like a college student.

Sister Caiyuan, do we have to make a special trip to the airport to wait for him? The man's Korean was a bit sloppy.

The woman standing in front of the window glanced at him sideways.

Regardless of his strength, his status and potential in Huaguo are worthy of our friendship. This is a basic matter of politeness.

Go, he's here.

Oh. The man stood up bored, put his hands in his jeans pockets, followed An Caiyuan, and walked out, looking around from time to time. If he took off his sunglasses at this time, he would be able to see the boy's eyes scanning around wretchedly. As long as all the surrounding women were prettier, he would be able to keep his head still and keep scanning his eyes up and down. With the cover of sunglasses, no one noticed his behavior.

Tsk tsk... It's better in Huaguo, there are so many natural younger sisters. Unlike in China, plastic surgery is everywhere.

Then you stay here. Anyway, you are alone, and your life is the same wherever you are. An Caiyuan said without turning her head.

Forget it. No matter how good it is, I'm still comfortable in my hometown. The man shrugged.

Passengers lowered their heads slightly, walked out of the white cabin, and began to disembark along the ladder. The wind at the airport was so strong that the clothes rattled. The sun was shining brightly, but before it could feel the slightest temperature, it was taken away by the strong wind in an instant.

Among the passengers who got off the plane, a middle-aged man with a medium build, dull facial features and dull eyes walked out of the plane along the flow of people. Unlike other passengers, he didn't carry any packages on his body, and his hands were empty. Wearing a black shirt, purple-black jeans, hair reaching to the ears and tied behind the head, he has the temperament of a Southeast Asian drug lord in a movie.

Brother, you have to pay attention to your body. You look very bad. A young man walking in front of him turned his head and said to him. They sat in a row on the plane, chatted a little bit along the way, and they were considered familiar.

It's okay, I've always been like this, and I haven't found any problems. The middle-aged man smiled, but the expression on his face was a bit stiff.

Believe me, my dad is a well-known Chinese medicine doctor in our area. Brother, you should go and have a look again. There is absolutely something wrong with your face. The young man persuaded.

Lin Fei couldn't laugh or cry. After rejecting An Caiyuan's arrangement, he entered the economy class alone. After meeting this enthusiastic and shameless young man on the plane, he kept persuading himself to see a doctor because of his complexion. You will know that your face is all disguised by gestures.

After getting on the airport bus, a middle-aged woman next to Lin Fei was holding a mobile phone and speaking loudly in English, her tone was short-tempered and irritable. Standing beside her were two cute girls with exactly the same appearance, only fourteen or fifteen years old, both wearing the same white T-shirt and black silk skirt. It is particularly eye-catching in the entire airport bus, and almost most people's eyes are on the twin girls.

Lin Fei was also attracted by this team of cute twins, it was rare to see identical twins, cute girls with fair and tender skin. It does feel quite seductive.

However, his gaze obviously made the twin on the left a little nervous. The little girl lowered her head and bit her lower lip, a little embarrassed, and her little hand tightly grasped the hand of her sister who didn't know whether it was her sister or her. And the other first mustered up the courage to give Lin Fei a hard look, but immediately looked away without confidence, tightly holding the hand of the girl next to him, but quietly leaning towards him. The two sisters almost hugged each other, trembling slightly under Lin Fei's gaze. .

It's no wonder that the man Lin Fei pretended to be had dull eyes and an expressionless face, which could almost be compared to the man with facial paralysis. You have to add a look of dying.

Seeing the appearance of the two sisters, Lin Fei also felt a little helpless, so he smiled at the two sisters. His face is stiff, and when he smiles, it's a superficial smile, a lifeless face.

Ah! The twin on the left shrank back suddenly, not even daring to turn his face, and threw himself into the arms of the girl beside him. It is also a dense crowd, with no way out.

Brother, these two girls are very afraid of you. The young man came over and said, You look terrible.

No way. Lin Fei replied in a low voice. This was also one of the little tricks taught by Sith.

The middle-aged woman who was on the phone just now suddenly became alert, quickly stood in front of the two twins, put away her phone, and gave Lin Fei a hard look.

Lin Fei spread her hands innocently, expressing that she was helpless.

The surrounding passengers also laughed kindly.

Amidst laughter, the bus arrived in front of the airport hall, and all passengers began to get off.

Lin Fei got off the bus, took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call. Immediately, I saw a few men coming out of the airport hall, and went straight to the twins next to them.

The middle-aged woman who called earlier changed her expression immediately, and quickly stood in front of the twins.

What are you doing!! Shi Yinsong, what do you want to do! She hurriedly shouted.

One of the middle-aged men who came out was handsome in a gray trench coat. The few people around him immediately spread out around him, trying to persuade others around him to leave. It looks great.

The middle-aged man strode up to the middle-aged woman. He glanced at the twins next to him.

Qin Yi, do you remember what I said at the beginning?

The middle-aged woman looked extremely ashamed and angry. Looking at the middle-aged man's eyes full of hatred. You're dead! Even if I marry a pig, I won't marry you!

Let's go! The woman pulled the twins, pushed away the crowd of onlookers, and walked away.

Standing aside, Lin Fei happened to see An Caiyuan and the man behind him coming out of the airport hall. Hurry up and go up.

Can my request be met?

No problem, we've already purchased a standard long sword with a sharp edge. An Caiyuan nodded and said, Let's meet the others first, and I'll invite you two. She pointed at the sword behind her. The man with sunglasses said.

My name is Lin Mu. Please take care of me. Lin Fei stretched out his hand and said with a half smile.

The man also held out his hand.

I'm An Dongyong. Although I also have the surname An, sister Caiyuan and I don't belong to the same family. Don't make a mistake. The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a rather handsome and clean face.

Let's go to ** first. An Caiyuan whispered from the side.

What An Caiyuan said was that in a four-star hotel in Jiangnan City, the entire hotel was fully booked out.

The waiters standing at the door seemed to be ordinary people, but when Lin Fei walked through them, he could feel that the two were far stronger than ordinary people.

This time, five possible heirs of my family participated in this operation. An Caiyuan explained as she walked. The whole hotel seems to be their people, so they don't have much scruples.

There are a total of more than 20 masters invited. I am one of the two least invited. An Caiyuan paused, My second brother An Yonghao occupies most of the staff, and there are ten masters invited to participate We are all in charge of this operation separately, and the strongest combat power is the green magic hand Luo Shiran invited by the second brother An Yonghao, a c-level master. The others are middle-level or junior masters. An Caiyuan began to explain the specific situation.

The historian is a big family in Jiangnan City that has been passed down for hundreds of years. Except for the secret combat power, the rest are ordinary people, so don't pay attention to it. The commander-in-chief this time is Pu Yanjun, who is also a C-level strong. Whether it succeeds or not, I will fulfill the promises of the two of you one by one.

Neither of Lin Fei had any objections. Under the leadership of An Caiyuan, they lived in suites respectively. Wait for everyone else to arrive.

Although Lin Fei didn't know the strength of the upcoming enemy, he found a lot of information about Jiangnan historians through the family information encyclopedia that he just got. Fortunately, the information is transmitted directly to the mobile phone through the agency. Otherwise, it will be difficult to transfer out of the province.

Jiangnan historians, a famous sword-making family in ancient times, their secret combat power is relatively strong in the family circle. It is rumored that there are D-level masters hidden within the family. This is extremely rare in the martial arts world after the catastrophe caused by the Feiyan family. , martial artists gradually withdrew from the stage of history, and the aristocratic families whose family foundation was based on martial arts also began to gradually decline. This is an inevitable trend.

However, historians can still retain D-level masters, which can undoubtedly be regarded as a case of talents coming out in large numbers and excellent development.

During the few days of staying here, Lin Fei sent a text message to his family on his mobile phone to report that he was safe. Then there is An Ran's practice of sword skills. Even if she stagnates, she must not relax in the slightest. Occasionally when I go out, I will meet some men and women passing by in the corridor. These people all have one thing in common, that is, they all exude an aura that is far stronger than ordinary people. Most of them have a breath of momentum.

Lin Fei has the real power to cover up and detect, and it is easy to know whether the people around him are D-level masters who have grasped the situation. (to be continued)).