My Beautiful Teacher

Chapter 153 Mysterious Female Ninja

"Zhong Jun, your face seems to be ugly."

Dongchuan City, a high-end Japanese restaurant. There is a small bamboo garden planted in the restaurant, and there are several VIP Japanese-style rooms in the bamboo garden.

One of them, Zhong Liangguo sat in a sullen face and sipped in sake. And sitting across from him is a Japanese man with a white upper body and a black lower body wearing a kimono with a mustache.

Beside them, there was a woman wearing a Japanese kimono and painting geisha makeup, who gracefully poured the sake for the two.

There is also a tiny small pond outside. There is a bamboo tube on the pond. As the water continues to swing up and down, it makes a crisp sound.

The Japanese man asked, he seemed to have a kind of concern on his face, but the depths of his eyes were all indifferent.

"Mr. Yamamoto..." Zhong Liangguo was depressed in his heart, and his sake was swallowed in a cup. "It’s all about business. If you say it, I’m really afraid of Mr. Yamamoto’s jokes.”

"Zhong Jun is too far away." That Yamamoto said, waved his hand, and the geisha next to him bent down and bowed out.

"We are all friends, don't say anything like this." Yamamoto actually got up and got a glass of wine for Zhong Liangguo. That Zhong Liangguo was flattered and held a glass of wine in his hands, thanking him again and again.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you are a very good person." Zhong Liangguo was very respectful and also got up for the Japanese to have a glass of wine. "You take care of such a big business in Japan, and you are also responsible for the black dragon club. So busy. I still care about my affairs, so I can't bear to talk about it."

"Zhong Jun, it’s a friend, you are welcome. You have done so many things for us, the price of the arms is also very fair. You have something, I am seventy-eight, how can you turn a blind eye!"

"Well, since Mr. Yamamoto is so loyal, I will not hide it." Zhong Liangguo picked up a small wine cellar and drank the sake inside.

"Good wine!" Zhong Liangguo was actually not used to drinking, but still praised.

"Zhong Jun likes it." That Yamamoto took his own mustache and said with pride. "This is the 'true wine' that I brought back from the country. This kind of wine can't be drunk. Zhong Jun is me. Friends, so you are lucky enough to drink this wine."

"I am honored! I am honored!" Zhong Liangguo said quickly.

"Zhong Jun, let's get down to business, don't mention wine, or talk about your business first."

"It’s hard to say a word..." Zhong Liangguo sighed. "Mr. Yamamoto, you know, my clock is a military business. But in our Dongchuan city, and even the whole north, there is a tyrant, that is, the company of Liao Dafa Group. Now, they are also eyeing the arms sales, and they will definitely try to squeeze me out. This Liao family has a big career and plays. But Mr. Yamamoto, if you want to do business with them, the cost is certain. It will improve a lot because they will monopolize this business as much as possible, so that you can't find a second one besides them."

"There are still such a hegemonic person." Yamamoto's seventy-eight eyes changed, murmured. "That Zhong Jun, do you have any countermeasures yourself?"

"Yes! Of course!" Zhong Liangguo immediately said, "This Liao family has a baby daughter, Liao Shasha. It was still my fiancee. As a result, people disliked us and regretted marriage. As long as I can master this Liao Shasha, I can Take control of the whole clock!"

"Why didn't Zhongjun try it?" Yamamoto said in a casual manner, and gave Zhong Liangguo a glass of wine.

"Oh, of course I tried." Zhong Liangguo was dejected and completely lost the elegance of his rich family. "Whether it is the one I sent out, or the comprehension who came back at a high price, I was defeated by a bodyguard around Liao Shasha. Mom, what is the comprehension, I think it is a swindler."

"Oh, the comprehension is just a joke." Yamamoto seventy-eight sneer, "Zhong Jun, you are a high-level intellectual who has returned from overseas, and even believe in these things, it is simply too bad."

"Yes, what Mr. Yamamoto taught is."

"Zhong Jun, you know, what you guys learned is only a little bit of fur from our country, yin and yang. With such a little fur, how can it be said that the three words of the comprehension." Yamamoto seventy-eight Holding a beard, continue to say, "This time, it is to let Zhong Jun buy a lesson. But since we are friends, I am willing to help Zhong Jun solve this trouble."

"Mr. Yamamoto, would you like to help me?" When Zhong Liangguo heard this, he immediately became excited. Like the snake that woke up in the spring, his eyes sparkled with fierce light. Who is this seventy-eighth mountain, the owner of the Japanese Black Dragon Club. He is more than a man who can be a man. If there is Mr. Yamamoto's help, it is a breeze to deal with Liao.

“Don't Zhong Jun believe me?” Yamamoto sat very straight, like a tombstone, and asked dissatisfied.

"No, Mr. Yamamoto misunderstood. I think that Mr. Yamamoto is so busy, and he has to work hard to help me. I am not willing to go."

"Zhong Jun is polite!" Yamamoto drank a glass of wine and smiled. "From the public, you are my partner. In private, Zhong Jun is my friend. Yugong is private, this busy me. Helped."

"Oh, that's a big thank you!" Zhong Liangguo quickly got up and filled the wine for Yamamoto. "With Mr. Yamamoto, he can't do anything!"

"Zhong Jun rest assured that when I came, my team took a few tolerances. These are fortune, but it is easy to deal with those who are self-cultivating. Now I will give them to Zhong Jun, I hope to hear Zhong Jun. good news."

"That is that! Come, Mr. Yamamoto, my Zhongliang Guo respects you!"

Zhong Liangguo was so excited that the hands of the toast were a little trembling.

Yamamoto seventy-eight with him to drink this wine, but his eyes flashed a thick disdain. Hey, the man, only knows how to fight. When you catch Liao Shasha, my next hand will be done first. At that time, Zhong Jia, Liao Jia, are the assets of my great Japanese empire!

On the surface, Yamamoto still smiles with a friendly smile. Two people drank a few more cups. Yamamoto saw that Zhong Liangguo had some drunkenness and said.

"Zhong Jun is here to rest, I have something to do, I have to leave for a while."

He said, he waved his hand, and the geisha immediately walked out from behind the door and sat in the arms of Zhong Liangguo.

"I will not delay the good things of Zhong Jun, and slowly taste it, see you next time."

"Good, Mr. Yamamoto is going to be busy..."

As Yamamoto walked out of the house and took the door, the sound of the spring-sounding sound of the spring was immediately heard in the house.

He sneered, and his body was thick.

"Thousands." He stood at the door and screamed softly.

"Mr. Yamamoto!" Brushed, and suddenly there was a figure in his dark blue ninja suit.

"Thousands of generations, this branch will be handed over to you. You help him complete a task and try to cooperate with him."

"Yes..." Although the ninja bound his chest-part, it was still difficult to completely wrap, and the chest was still a tall piece, and her crisp voice completely exposed her gender.

"After the mission is completed, kill him, don't leave any traces."

"Yes!"

"Yes, Chiyoda..." Yamamoto looked down at the female ninja who was kneeling behind him. His face was full of love for his elders, but his eyes were deep and evil. "You Is it still, is it bringing me to China for you, and is angry?"

"Thousands of generations don't dare!" The female ninja just replied coldly, and there was no feeling in her voice.

"I know, you don't care when you say it, but there is still some emotion in your heart."

Yamamoto and Yan Yue said, "As the next owner of the predecessor, you must come to China once. You must know that this country belongs to our Great Japanese Empire. You must understand the inferiority of this country. To understand their weaknesses, then we can take our territory back from the supporters!"

"Yes!" Thousands of generations are still one word and one word.

“Thousands of generations...” Yamamoto’s seventy-eight is like a kindly uncle who cares about his niece and asks, “Is it still used to coming to China, would you like your grandfather too much, the old master?”

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yamamoto is very used to it." Although the voice is good, the words are so cold. It seems that standing in front of us is not an elder of a thousand generations, but an enemy of her.

"Thousands of generations, this time, you have to do a good job." Yamamoto reached out and even shot the head of the female ninja. He completely showed his kindly elders. "The former home of the royal family deliberately scolded me. Take care of you. This mission is very important. If you do well, you are qualified to go to Zhongren Village for training."

"Yes!" Qiandai's tone was not shocked, and replied faintly.

"Right, Chiyoda, come to China~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I haven’t tasted the cuisine here. The food made by the man is not bad. Tonight, I will drink two glasses with my uncle."

"Thank you for your concern. Mr. Yamamoto is concerned." Chiyoda’s eyes hidden in the black cloth showed a trace of hatred. He said, "Thousands of generations still have to train, can’t accompany Mr. Yamamoto, and hope to forgive."

"You don't have to be too tired to make yourself." Yamamoto put his own mustache on the seventy-eighth and said, "Let's take a break. If the body is exhausted, I am not good enough to explain to the old master."

"Continuous cultivation, this is the will to hone the ninja!" The thousand generations are still indifferent, so that Yamamoto can not help but some anger.

"That's good, go on, don't forget the mission!" The kindness of Yamamoto's seventy-eight faces faded, and his face was like Changbai Mountain.

"Yes!"

The female ninja, called Chiyoda, returned a sentence, nodded, and then turned into a shadow, disappearing into the distance.

The bamboo forest swayed gently in the wind, and the bamboo tube on the pool next to it still squeaked softly. In the house, there was also a low-pitched woman and a man.

"Hey, the first generation of the royal family... you can't escape my palm!" Yamamoto sneered, his eyes turned a little cold, and he slowly came out of the bamboo lodge.

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