In the past, Japanese surnames were the privilege of military generals or nobles, and the poor people usually just called them Dairo, Jiro, Taro, etc. It was not until the Meiji Restoration that everyone needed to be registered, so Mitsui was indiscriminate.
Tanaka and Watanabe took it, but no matter what, there was no one named "Fierce God".
Therefore, Fierce God is this person's nickname, and any ninja who can get a nickname will always have an impressive and brilliant record with him, as well as strong strength consistent with his name. Judging from this name, this person is very important to
He is not good at the Five Elements Hidden Technique, but is quite accomplished at killing enemies in battle. This makes the team he leads have a completely different and distinctive style from ordinary ninjas.
However, perhaps he had such a smooth life in Japan that he developed a proud character. It was this tough and fierce style that made him accidentally bump into Zamao Xiaodao and me, and after he hit the iron plate
, the entire army was wiped out, and no one survived.
This courtyard was a bloody mess for us. Just like the slaughterhouse, there were steaming corpses and blood everywhere. Zamao Xiaodao and I had long been used to it and didn’t realize it. However, even the Japanese are used to seeing blood.
Kato Kato's face was a little pale. The guards in black suits and the ninjas dressed as gardeners did not relax, but stared at us eagerly. The weapons in their hands did not close, but their bodies were still shaking uncontrollably, showing that
The fear in my heart.
Every mountain is as high as a mountain. I originally thought I was very Niuboi, but now I realize that I am just filling a bottle of soy sauce on the Niuboi road. How can I not be afraid?
However, after all, Lao Kato is also a person who has seen a lot of things in the world, and there are countless employees under his management. Yangqi Qi lives in the body, and he quickly stabilized his mind. Regardless of the objections of others, he went out to the crowd and said: "Follow me, you two.
Let's talk in another place." We nodded, put away the things in our hands, and followed everyone towards the inner room. As for the bloody mess in the courtyard, we didn't need to worry about it. If the Kato family even did these things,
Maybe, if we have to come forward to solve it, then he doesn't have to hang around in Tokyo.
Naoto the Fierce God had previously led a team to sneak into the old Kato's residence and launched a violent counterattack. The result was a fight that left the place in a mess. His subordinates seemed to be persuading him to leave Fengchi Palace, but he did not listen.
We were brought to a slightly bleak courtyard and went straight into the main hall. Sitting on the tatami, someone came to serve us tea. The cups were green and the aroma was overflowing. It seemed to be a good variety.
Old Kato looked at the blood stained on my clothes and sighed softly: "This is Haraji's room."
Kato Haruji, the proud young man who likes to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, is also the son of this white-haired man. Several years have passed, and Kato Kazuo, who was still in his prime, now has wrinkles on his face.
, looking a little old and depressed. We didn’t say anything, we just lowered our heads and sipped the tea. The tea was hot and warmed our throats.
Next to Lao Kato was a middle-aged man with a beard under his nose. His face was serious and rigid, and his eyes were full of alertness. Seeing his spiritual will, he must be the most proud guard around Lao Kato.
Everyone sat in silence while enjoying tea. The situation was a little awkward for a while. In order to ease the atmosphere, Zamao Xiaodao laughed and said: "Mr. Kato, I never thought that your industry in Japan is so big and you can actually occupy such a large area.
House."
Old Kato gave a wry smile and said that this mansion is the old residence of my Kato family, and I do not own it alone. I only officially became the president of the family chaebol after his grandfather Hara Er died the year before last. Before, I was only in charge of the Greater China region. What about you?
, I didn’t expect that a few years later, a young man who couldn’t even defeat Haraji would now change his hands and kill the most popular chuunin in the Japanese ninjutsu world. No wonder Aya would... Alas, the world is full of tricks.
ah.
Everyone chatted a few words, not too much, but I found a problem, that is, Lao Kato was much more enthusiastic about Zamao Xiaodao, but for me, he didn't even think of looking at me.
This thing is a bit strange, but we are here this time and our time is limited. Yaya will be competed by more than 300 men in two days. There is no time to beat around the bush. I took a deep breath and put my hands on the coffee table.
, leaned forward and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Kato, logically speaking, there are some things that I shouldn't care about, but I still can't help but want to ask a question. Whether it is economic foundation or social status, the Kato family is considered first-class in Japan."
My family, why did you agree to Ise Shrine to take Miss Aya away and let her be fought over like a commodity?"
Facing my questioning, Kato Kazuo lowered his head and lowered his eyes, not meeting my eyes, but whispered: "Haraji is dead, the Kato family must have a legal heir, and Ya is my only one."
Children, but she is too kind and cannot survive in such a society. No matter how you go to participate in the Huiyang Festival, if you can find a strong husband, you will not have to be bullied in the future."
"You lie!" I shouted angrily: "How could Yaya marry a man whom she didn't even know and didn't like? How could she have no dignity at all and be treated as a sacrifice and bullied?
?”
I smashed my fists on the hardwood coffee table. The coffee table couldn't withstand the strength of my hands and broke into pieces with a click. This startled the rigid Rendanhu next to me and he shouted "Bage Yalu".
He stood up and stood in front of Lao Kato, yelling and cursing loudly, as if he wanted to tear me apart. Seeing how tense the atmosphere suddenly became, Lao Kato yelled at his subordinates: "Shut up!"
This sound saved Na Rendanhu's life. Seeing this classic mustache cabinet shape, I had an inexplicable urge to chop him.
Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to calm down.
Seeing the attitude of old Kato, I knew that no matter what I said to him, there would be no room for turning around, so I said calmly: "I promised Aya, if possible, I will let her live freely according to her own wishes.
, so I will take it away, please understand this and make preparations in advance."
Lao Kato's eyes widened, he straightened up from his knees, and resolutely objected: "No! Entering the Jing Pavilion and becoming a sacrifice for the Huiyang Festival is what Yaya agreed to. You go back, you have your own affairs.
And Ya Ye also has her own responsibilities. Anyone who does something wrong will always have to bear the consequences..."
Zamao Xiaodao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted, frowning and said, "What did Miss Aya do wrong?"
Old Kato said nothing, sighed, and said softly: "The person who came to assassinate me today is the most popular chuunin in the Iga family. Obviously someone doesn't want me to live. You are very powerful now, bigger than I have ever seen.
Some masters are great, but believe it or not, in Japan, there are many mountains that you can't cross at all. I'm old and don't want to get entangled anymore. I will go back to the countryside of Nagoya to take refuge soon. As for your thoughts, I also
I can't control it, I can't stop it, just do whatever you want..."
Old Kato's expression was very depressed, but his words were somewhat ambiguous. He didn't seem to object to us rescuing Aya. However, he hurriedly fled to the Kato family's lair in Nagoya. Firstly, he was worried about his own safety. Secondly, he was also worried about his own safety.
You can stay out of it and sit tight on Diaoyutai.
Sure enough, this old fox is still as cunning as before.
At the end of the conversation, old Kato wanted to go back to Nagoya, but he told us that he was gone, but if anything happens, you can contact the old priest Oda Shingen, and the Aoi Tsubasa next to him will also stay in Tokyo, he is trustworthy
The person - this old guy wanted to stay out of the matter, but judging from the assassination he suffered today, he knew that if he kept giving in, he would be looked down upon, so he left his most trusted assistant Aoi Tsubasa here to cooperate.
Lao Guang and Wang Xiaojia are the secret agents in the bureau. We just left, but they still want to stay here. It’s best not to move if we can, so we can get limited support from the Kato family. We’re here this time.
The purpose has also been achieved.
After leaving Fengchi Palace, Zamao Xiaodao patted his clothes and complained: "Little poison, your father-in-law is really unreasonable. We saved his life, but in the end we didn't even change his clothes." Zamao Xiaodao used thunder to punish him.
, like an antelope hanging its horns, light and elegant, rarely stained with blood when killing people. I always open and close the door widely, and blood stains will inevitably be spattered on my body. It is really inconvenient when I walk out.
But fortunately, this area is still on the outskirts of Fengchi Palace. It is quiet and there are few pedestrians. I shrugged and did not continue this topic. Instead, I talked about the ninja who was killed by us just now. The miscellaneous hairy path dismissed it.
, saying that these guys are naturally well trained, but they only know the purpose of killing and do not understand the true meaning of Tao, so no matter how famous they are, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs.
Zamao Xiaodao's tone was quite loud, but it was consistent with his identity.
It was only noon, so we were not in a hurry to go back, but contacted Lao Guang, who helped us collect information. Not long after, a black Toyota came from the north and took us into the car. The car drove forward, and
Wang Xiaojia, who was in the passenger seat, kept introducing us to the arrangements for the final selection of the Huiyang Festival the day after tomorrow, as well as the Japanese spiritual sects that would be participating.
We had never heard of many of the names, but at the end, she told me one thing very seriously: "Lu Zuo, give up the idea of robbing. You know that this time, you are guarding the Jingge of Saidai Temple Guanyin Temple."
"Who is it?" I frowned, "Who are you talking about?" Wang Xiaojia said solemnly: "You may not understand the great priest Zhube Hirano of Ise Shrine, but his status in Japan is just like ours.
The country’s number one master in Ouchi is like Huang Tianwang.”