"Mr. Liu, what we are going to today is a Kendo Hall in Tokyo. I heard that the director is more weirder than that Shiraishi Shuo." Musi already had the last time that the director Shiraishi had.
It was too painful to resist him. He didn't want him to meet that kind of old man again.
I pulled my clothes on my body, then looked at Mousse, what's wrong with the monster? It doesn't matter, just learn to calm down. "No, right? It's even more weird than that old man Shiraishi, wouldn't it scare people?" Long Ya retreated a little.
He was almost scared to death when he went to the White Stone Gymnasium. If he had another one, wouldn’t he be scared to death?
"You deserve to scare you to death. Where did you go to those days when you disappeared last time?" Muss grabbed Long Ya hard, and then rubbed his dark green hair.
Looking at Long Ya's begging for mercy, I completely ignored it, "Did you lose the game you played with Long Ma?"
"You? How did you know?"
I looked at the prop sword in my hand and looked at Long Ya with contempt, "Are you afraid that others will know about playing counterfeit balls?" I explained in a concise way why Long Ya was panicked at this time because he was afraid that others would play counterfeit balls.
Say it out.
"Tsk, it's not that Uncle Sakurabuki Yukihiko, a liar, a damn liar." Long Ya said fiercely. He didn't want to be looked down upon by that kid, but he didn't expect to be looked down upon.
"Are you not a liar?" I said in confusion. You are not a liar, who is a liar?
Muss came over and pulled us away, "Okay, I'll let Liu negotiate with the director later, don't waste time." Muss knew that Long Ya had a younger brother, but it seemed to be in contact.
Not good, so these two brothers will definitely fight when they meet.
"Hand! Did you hear?" Suddenly I heard the voice of an old man. The voice was really imposing and threatening to suppress him. He was such a terrible old man.
Mousse hid behind Long Ya and me. He was such a useless guy. After I walked in and saw the old man standing, I immediately spoke in surprise, "Grandpa Tezuka?"
This dojo is actually the dojo of the Tezuka family. Of course, the director is Tezuka’s grandfather Tezuka Kunichi. I didn’t expect that I was really destined to be with this Kendo Temple. First, it was Shiraishi’s grandfather, and now it was Tezuka Grandfather.
Whose grandpa will be next time? I'm speechless.
"Xiao Liu, why are you?" Tezuka Kunichi walked over slowly. He asked this young man to learn kendo, but this young man was just unwilling to kill him. Unexpectedly, he came on his own initiative today. It was really strange.
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"Is it Mr. Tezuka?" Muss stretched out his head and looked at Kikuichi Tezuka.
"Ah." You can see a monosyllable. Tezuka was inherited from his grandfather. It was really terrible.
Feeling a little sweat on my forehead, I looked at Kiyoichi Tezuka helplessly, "Grandpa Tezuka, we are here to film today. Can you lend it to your gym?" Fortunately, I know this old man, otherwise I will be in trouble
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When Tezuka Kuni heard what I said, the air conditioning was immediately turned on, "If you were shooting about Kendo, it would not work. If you want to learn Kendo, you have to spend more time. You don't have that much time at all."
The corners of my mouth twitched. This old man was much more cruel than Shiraishi Shu. "It's not about studying, but about fighting directly." When I was at Tezuka's house, I only met this old man a few times, and the old man still had an impression of me.
That's why I talked to me so calmly. When I was at Tezuka's house, I pretended to be a good boy. Only Tezuka knew that I was injured by a gunshot.
"What?" Tezuka Kunichi didn't believe it anymore. A young man who was completely uninterested in kendo actually said such words, and the subtitle meaning was, "I know kendo."
Holding the prop sword, I suddenly waved it, and the murderous aura suddenly emitted, and the cold light shone coldly in Tezuka Kunichi's eyes. Although this sword was a prop, it was also a real sword.
"Okay, off-road, you can compete with this guy." Tezuka Kuni's eyes were smiling. This murderous aura was really good, and he had two tricks.
A young man in his twenties held the sword in his hand and looked at me, "Off-road flat, please give me some advice!"
I also held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and then looked at the off-road in an extremely cold manner. "Qian Yeliu!" did not say politely, but directly froze the man with his eyes.