The Magnificent God of War

Jiang Ning didn't care, standing behind Sugita, scanning around, and at a glance, he discovered that there were at least 20 Oriental samurai hidden in secret, and a few of them were quite powerful, almost buried in the rank of Grand Master.

He didn't change his expression, and exchanged a look with Sugita, and Sugita immediately understood.

"The president called me to come. I was really touched. There are so many delicious foods."

Sugita looked at the delicacies at this table and couldn't help feeling, "Not only are there delicious foods, but there are so many samurai protecting me. The president must know that I have offended the prince. I am afraid that the prince will trouble me?"

Kumada smiled and squinted.

"Yes, I heard that you completely offended the prince to death,"

He said lightly, "If this prince wants to do something to you, I won't protect you, who will protect you?"

Both people laughed.

Sugita is not polite, eats everything, and doesn't worry about someone poisoning the meal. The defenseless appearance made Kumada sneer in his heart.

"Since you have taken refuge in me, then I have to protect you, as it should be."

Kumada said, "I'm not like a prince. I only put my interests in my eyes. I value feelings."

"It's what you say."

Sugita wiped his mouth with a nonchalant expression, "I don't know if the president called me, what's the matter?"

"A picture of the prince kneeling?"

Kumada laughed, "Give it to me."

"? Lu Shier stays closed? What does the president want this photo for?"

While picking his teeth, Sugita looked at Kumada and said, "I plan to take it to the exhibition. Now I want to protect the copyright, but I can’t disclose it.

"No kidding."

Kumada said, "This photo is useful to me. Give me the photo, and you have done a great job."

His face gradually became serious, and his tone was faintly impatient.

He wants something, Sugita still has so much nonsense, can't Sugita hear the command tone in his words.

Sugita could hear it naturally.

But he didn't want to give Kumada any face today!

"No."

Sugita smiled hippiely and shook his head, "I'm going to take this picture to win a prize, but I can't give it."

"Sugita!"

Kumada's face sank, "Do you know what you are talking about!"

"Yes, I know very well."

Sugita raised his head and glanced, the expressions of the samurai behind him became solemn, all eyes fixed on him, as if as long as he did not agree, the samurai sword in their hands would immediately cut himself into several pieces!

"President, it doesn't really need to be so troublesome,"

Sugita said, "If you want photos, especially photos of kneeling, it's easy."

"Ok?"

Kumata didn't know what Sugita was talking about.

He only wanted the photo of the prince kneeling. It was such a big fuss that he would attack the prince and even the eastern royal family. What was Sugita talking about?

"You want a picture of kneeling, I can take it for you."

Sugita pointed to the open space next to him, "I think this location is good. The lighting, angle, and background are all perfect. It must be more interesting than the prince kneeling when taken."

"Hey, maybe you have a better chance of winning!"

He looked excited and eager to try, he had already taken out his mobile phone.

"What do you mean!"

Xiong Tian understood, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted angrily, "You mean, I want to kneel too?"

Snapped!

He slapped him on the table and thunder was furious.

Sugita was so bold that he dared to kneel himself. What did he think he was?

Wow!

A group of samurai pulled out all the samurai swords from their waists, and the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became cold and murderous.

Kumada's face sank completely.

"You heard me right,"

Sugita still sat there, and glanced at Jiang Ning beside him, "Today, you have to kneel too!"