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Chapter 1052 Ichiro Ozawa and the mysterious man!

A playful voice sounded in my heart.

This kid is a little interesting.

But obviously, mark is completely dissatisfied with the threat of the baby.

He said: "You should not interfere in your affairs with your kid!"

But who knows...

"I'll say it again and stay away from my mom!" The little baby increased the power of this sentence. Although the threatening aura and momentum were stronger than before,... the same sentence was still the same. After all, he was only a 16-year-old child.

"hehe!"

Mark sneered twice and hung up the phone.

Although I didn't look at the phone screen, the phone was hung up, and the little baby knew it.

A vague intuition in his heart told him that although he had discovered part of the hidden identity of the man, yes, yes, it was part of it, and his intuition at least told him this way.

Of course, he also hoped that his intuition was wrong.

But no matter who it is, there is only one way to harm his mother, that is...

die!

Mark hung up the phone, and just got into the car, before he could start, the phone rang again.

Mark looked at the jumping number on the screen, his eyes sank, and pressed the answer button.

"Young master, Hong Dacheng would rather die than say a word." The person who called was the leader of the group of men in black, or it could be said that he was Mark's confidant Lei Zi.

"Waste!" Mark threw down these two words, and while hanging up the phone, you kicked the accelerator and flew up the car.

At this time, in a small courtyard located in Japan with an extremely unique design below Mount Fuji, only the courtyard lights were on, and it seemed that everyone was asleep. At this moment, a small orange-red light suddenly lit up in a room on the first floor, which was originally pitch black, and then a bright light was brightly lit.

An old man about sixty years old was sitting on the sofa wearing a gray silk nightgown.

Although he was already sixty years old and had white hair, his arrogance had not subsided.

He first lit a cigarette and took a sip.

I don’t know if the cigarette was too choking or my thoughts ran away and sucked into the trachea, but it caused a violent cough.

With this series of coughs, he pressed the cigarette into the ashtray.

And at this moment, the elderly clock in the room struck twelve times.

It was ready in the early morning.

The old man picked up the remote control and pressed it.

The next second, a man dressed in Confucianism appeared on the huge LCD screen.

The reason why it is said to be Confucianism is because the man's dress reveals the charm of the Republic of China period, with Tang suits and snow-white hair, but he has excellent maintenance and makes people unable to tell his age. However, this man reveals a sense of evil spirit in his bones. Yes, it is evil spirit.

"Ichiro, you are very on time." As the man spoke, he picked up a golden wine glass with red and green gems inlaid and sent it to his mouth.

Ichiro?

That's right!

This 60-year-old man is the founder of Ozawa Qiutian and Ozawa Takuya, the father of Mark's Qiu Ze Group... Ozawa Ichiro!

"Master, it's been more than thirty years, isn't it the case?" Ichiro Ozawa looked respectful, and he could see that the man had an extremely high position in his heart.

When the man was about to put your golden cup with red and green gems inlaid at the entrance, I heard Ichiro Ozawa say this and paused his hand slightly and raised his eyebrows.

He said, "It's been more than thirty years?" he asked, but obviously he didn't want Ichiro Ozawa to answer, but said to himself: "Yes, more than thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye!"

After saying that, he put the cup into the edge and tilted his head to drink.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, but when he saw the bright red scent of his mouth emitting a strange aura under the light illuminated by the lamp, his pores couldn't help but stand in awe.

Although Ichiro Ozawa did not respond, he was obviously feeling in his heart.

Time is so fast that it makes people silent.

A person’s life is so short, birth, old age, sickness and death are all a handful of soil.

Even if you stand at the top of the world, you will inevitably die in the end.

die?

Thinking of this word, Ichiro Ozawa's pupils were trembling slightly.

At this moment, the man said again: "You trained the mark very well."

"This is what I should do." Ozawa Ichiro said.

"What's going on with him recently?" the man asked again.

"As the Lord ordered him to China to occupy the dead knot hell, it seems that he has begun to act," said Ichiro Ozawa.

"Very good." The man said, with an extremely satisfied expression on his face.

"Just..." Ozawa Ichiro paused slightly, raised his eyebrows.

Men obviously don't like others to talk to him like this.

Throw a word directly: "Say!"

"He seems to be getting a little close to a woman these two days." Ichiro Ozawa was also a little surprised. You should know that Takuya Ozawa usually doesn't care about women, this time...

"Investigate it clearly!" The man's eyes tightened as he spoke, and suddenly there was a cold light.

"Yes!" Ozawa Ichiro said respectfully.

"Urge mark to take over the dead hell as soon as possible. We have not had much time left. We must gather three divine stones as soon as possible before October 10th." What Mu Yu showed during the man's speech was his greed for power and his greed for life endlessly.

“Yes, Lord.”

As Ichiro Ozawa's respectful voice fell, the picture cut off.

Ichiro Ozawa looked at the darkness outside the window.

I heard the old whispering voice: "I am the king of the world, and I will live forever and immortality!"

hehe!

He showed two helpless smiles.

To be precise, he was trapped thirty years ago when he promised to accept the help of this man.

From outsiders, he seems to be in control of the entire Qiu Ze Empire, but in fact he is just a doll.

Who is sad?

The most tragic emperors of all ages are. The higher the person standing, the more tragic it is.

Suddenly, Ichiro Ozawa remembered a story I saw it somewhere.

That story is a story about a fool.

That's what it means, there was a fool who discovered a cellar that stored dry food one day. Since that day, he has gone to the wall of the cellar to dig a little, dig a little every day, dig a little every day. Since that day, he has started to smile foolishly, very happy, know why? Because this fool knew that one day the hole would be digged up by him, and he would also eat the dry food inside.

What does this mean?

It means that in that fool's world, everything I did in a moment was just to eat that dry food.

He lives so simple and so happy.

But how many people in the world can live as happy as fools?

Not to mention whether we can dominate the world, not to mention whether we can live forever.

But can you really dominate the world, or be happy if you live forever?

Not necessarily!

Suddenly, Ichiro Ozawa really wanted to know what he was living for the rest of his life.

What did he get after working hard for a lifetime?

Even if there are many children and grandchildren, how many people treat him sincerely?

It's so heartbroken.

If, if time can be reversed.
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