A major inspection of the concession has almost been finalized.
According to Sun Xinxin's estimation, they have already checked three times, and those key areas have not been checked how many times. She could only smile about this and didn't take it to heart.
After all, it’s all about shooting first, and if you don’t cooperate, you’ll be in big trouble.
Of course, there are also tough ones, with powerful identities and backgrounds, who naturally won't cooperate, and those on patrol are also helpless.
After all, no matter how justified you are, you have to bow your head in the face of power.
…
Outside the Yagyu Kendo Gym, Zhang Tianhao opened the car door and walked out slowly, then stood outside the door of the Yagyu Kendo Gym and looked at it calmly.
In Keheira Jiichiro's memory, he had indeed been to the Kendo Hall, more than once, but his swordsmanship was still quite poor, and could even be described as horrific.
"Park the car in the parking lot inside. I'll go in first. You don't have to come in. Just wait for me outside."
He arranged some of his samurai uniforms, and then looked at the extremely exquisitely crafted samurai sword in his hand.
He lifted his feet and walked towards the steps above.
"Master Jingping, you are here." The two warriors guarding the door immediately saluted Zhang Tianhao and then said respectfully.
"Well, Master Sakai is here?"
He looked at the two warriors standing at the door and asked lightly,
"Master Sakai just entered, maybe he is practicing sword practice in the back?"
"Okay, then I'll go in first."
Stepping into the Yagyu Kendo Hall, I saw in the middle hall, many students from the Kendo Hall were practicing swords there. Their neat and unified movements looked pleasing to the eye.
"drink!"
"drink!"
"drink!"
The low shouts made the entire kendo hall extremely excited. Some people even chopped hard, as if waving the bamboo swords in their hands with all their strength, so that they could vent their feelings.
Passion.
There are Chinese and Japanese here. Of course, most of them are Japanese, but there are not many Chinese.
When he walked in, someone looked over, obviously surprised by the arrival of Jiichiro Kagehira.
"Hey, Jiichiro Kagehira dares to come to the kendo gym. Is it really because I'm dazzled?"
"His swordsmanship is so bad, but he still dares to come here to practice swordsmanship. Does he really think that this is his home and he can do whatever he wants? He is really asking for death."
"Haha, we have to watch another joke this time. He is really an idiot. He was bullied before, and now he comes here again. It's funny, but this time he will be beaten black and blue."
When the instructor in front saw Zhang Tianhao coming in with the samurai, his expression became a little cold. It seemed that he didn't have a good impression of Jiichiro Kagehira.
But he didn't say much. Instead, he only glanced at it and then shouted in a low voice to the following students: "Concentrate on me and practice your sword with all your strength, or get out of here!"
Facing the instructor's reprimand, these students were obviously a little scared. They turned away and started the next step of training.
Zhang Tianhao looked at the performance of these students and even talked in a low voice. He pretended not to hear them, but smiled and nodded to the instructor, and went directly to the backyard.
His training room is in the backyard, and he is not training with these students. After all, he pays money to train, not to train with these students.
This itself is due to his status. He is a small Japanese aristocrat. Although he is small, he is still a noble. There is a status difference between him and ordinary students.
"Master Jingping, please come later!"
The service staff showed no expression at all, but continued to lead Zhang Tianhao to the backyard.
Compared with the front hall, the backyard is much quieter. Even if the front yard is noisy, it will hardly affect the backyard.
After all, most of the people with status in the backyard train here. If they are disturbed, the consequences will be quite serious.
"Room 106!"
In the backyard, Zhang Tianhao stood at the door of Room 106, looking at the Japanese man in front of him, and watched calmly as the waiter opened the door to the room.
Then he saw a young man in the room wielding a bamboo sword and practicing chopping hard. His movements were skillful and his steps were heavy.
At first glance, it can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into kendo.
But for Zhang Tianhao, this is too childish. Of course, he can completely crush that Jinghei Jiichiro. After all, the two are not on the same level.
When the door was opened, the young man stopped and turned to look at Zhang Tianhao who was standing at the door. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of loneliness.
Obviously, Zhang Tianhao's arrival was expected, but it was also unexpected.
After all, in his impression, after Jiichiro Kagehira was beaten several times, he never dared to come here again.
"Jing Pingjun, you are here!"
"Haha, Sakai-kun, I didn't expect you to come so early!"
This person is none other than Sakai Natsuo, the second son of the head of the Sakai family in Shanghai. Compared to Sakai Kazuo, although Sakai Natsuo is involved in family affairs, he does not participate much. After all, he is not the main person in charge.
As he spoke, he walked indoors and then glanced around the entire room.
This is the room where Sakai Tsuguo practices. It has an area of more than 40 square meters, which is quite large. After all, everyone comes here to practice swordsmanship in order, first come, first served. There is no fixed room.
So, no one cares about these environments.
After all, the layout of each room is similar, with no substantial differences.
"Come on, Mr. Jingping, how about we give it a try first?"
"No, my swordsmanship is very bad!"
Zhang Tianhao shook his head and refused, not wanting to expose his own strength. After all, the old ghost Jichiro Kagehira was really no match for Sakai Jiro.
"No, it's okay to practice. We'll talk about other things later."
"Well, since Sakai-kun is so interested, I'll take the next step."
Although he didn't want to fight, he could still kill some time and didn't pay too much attention to this aspect. After all, everything could be improved.
"Okay, please change clothes."
Five minutes later, Zhang Tianhao changed into the samurai uniform prepared by the Environmentally Friendly Kendo Hall, and then took a bamboo sword from No. 1. The two stood still and saluted each other.
"please!"
"please!"
With a low shout, Sakai launched his attack first, and saw a sword strike towards him. The speed was already quite fast compared to ordinary people.
But in Zhang Tianhao's eyes, it was still too slow.
However, in order to act more realistically, he still held the sword with both hands and gently blocked his attack. Then he blocked his attack with left and right attacks, and the two started fighting.
Sakai's attack was very fast, but Zhang Tianhao's defense was impenetrable. No matter how violent the storm, he remained motionless.
For a time, countless "pah pah pah" sounds were heard throughout the room. It was the sound of bamboo swords hitting each other, continuously, and the speed was getting faster and faster.
Five minutes later, I saw Jiro Sakai breathing heavily and looking strangely at Jichiro Kagehira, who was calm and composed in front of him. After all, he was really tired after playing for such a long time.
But Jichiro Kagehira seems to be very relaxed. Although he is enjoying the game, the opponent's progress is a little too fast.
