395. Chapter 391 New 0365 The tree wants to be calm and the wind keeps going
Compared to the collective panic in the Japanese kendo community, some people still sneered at this video.
Kurosawa Real Estate Co., Ltd.
Looking at the young boy chatting with reporters on the TV screen, Kurosawa Shinji sneered disdainfully, lit a cigarette, walked to a map of Shibuya area that occupied half of the wall, and pressed his stubby palms heavily.
Photographed on a red circle.
That is exactly the location of the Tiangong Dojo.
"Zhiye, what do you think about this matter?"
Beside the large solid wood desk, a young man stood respectfully.
Wearing a black suit typical of Japanese office workers, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked like a member of the elite.
"President, this young man's intention is very clear. He wants to stand up for the mother and daughter in the Tiangong Dojo. He challenges Jun Tanaka just to give us a showdown."
Although Kurosawa Haruya took the position of assistant to the president because of the favor of his relatives, he did have some real abilities as a graduate of the Law Department of Tokyo University.
"Hmph, a clown who appears out of nowhere, practices a few swordsmanships, and really thinks he is a heroic swordsman who can eliminate violence and bring peace to justice?"
"President Takami, from the perspective of my subordinates, this is just the last desperate struggle of Tengu Dojo." Kurosawa Osamu also patted Kurosawa Shinji's ass.
Kurosawa Shinji crossed his arms and flicked the cigarette ashes, turned around and said: "In my opinion, although this young man's little tricks will not become a big deal, if you just leave it alone and let the Tiangong Dojo take the opportunity to relax, it will be fine."
It’s a bit troublesome.”
Although Kurosawa Real Estate has a Yakuza background, it is still a regular company on the surface. The shady methods behind the scenes can only be auxiliary. If you want to win the Tiangong Dojo land, you still have to make the other party willing to sign the land transfer agreement.
Sign on.
Even if it is "willingly" on the surface.
"President, do you mean to cause some trouble for Tengu Dojo before they become big?" Kurosawa Haruya asked.
Kurosawa Shinji smiled noncommittally, and patted Kurosawa Haruya on the shoulder with a "cowardly" look on his face.
"But those people in the kendo world are all stubborn. It is difficult to find someone like Tanaka Jun who can be bribed with money. Even if there is someone, their strength may not be as good as Tanaka Jun."
Both Kurosawa Shinji and Kurosawa Haruya are absolute amateurs in kendo.
If they had a little understanding, they would know that, let alone the masters in the sword world, even if they could bribe them, those so-called masters might not dare to take this job.
Although Li Mengnan's level of swordsmanship is still very low, his strength has far exceeded the ninth level, the highest level of swordsmanship. As long as he wants to, one person is enough to overthrow the entire Japanese swordsmanship world.
It may sound like a fantasy, but this is the terrifying thing about the sword-fighting lineage.
What kind of monk is he who specializes in attack if he can't challenge higher levels?
"Even if we can find a master of swordsmanship, it won't be of much use now."
Kurosawa Shinji shook his hand, walked to the leather swivel chair behind his desk and sat down slowly. After all, he was getting older and his physical condition was not as good as before. He was out of breath after standing for such a short time.
"This kid is quite smart. I don't know where he learned the juggling tricks. He just put up a sign of Feiten Yuken Style and created such a big influence on the Internet. It is estimated that by now, the threshold of Tiangong Dojo will be filled with people coming to become apprentices.
People were trampled flat."
Kurosawa Haru couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and seemed to understand what Kurosawa Shinji wanted to do.
However, he naturally would not tell the truth. It is the most taboo thing for a subordinate to act smarter than his boss. He deliberately pretended to be confused and said: "President, what do you mean?"
Kurosawa Shinji put out the cigarette butt in his hand, stared at Kurosawa Haruya, and said with a smile: "Haruya, in terms of seniority, you are my nephew. I have always valued you, so don't let things get like this between us.
We are separated, I know you will definitely understand what I mean."
"I understand, President." Kurosawa also used his middle three fingers to hold up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses showed a hint of ruthlessness. "I will inform Takahashi and the others and ask them to deal with the matter of the Tengu Dojo as soon as possible."
"Yes." Kurosawa Shinji waved his hand, signaling for Kurosawa Osamu to step back, and suddenly added, "Remember to remind them that the Tengu Dojo is now in full swing. Don't be as reckless as before, and use your brain more."
"Yes, President, I will convey it to him word for word."
…
Tsukimiyama House, Sapporo, Hokkaido.
Outside the Japanese-style courtyard full of Zen, a short-haired man wearing a tight-fitting special battle suit and carrying a straight ninja sword was kneeling on one knee outside the big house.
"Miss Lily, there is news from Shibuya that Jun Tanaka has been transferred to the ICU ward. His family hopes that our Tsukimiyama family can help."
"Huh, it's just a dog raised by a separate family. If it dies, it will die. Don't pay attention to him."
A cold female voice came from behind the bamboo curtain in the big house, and through the fine cracks in the curtain, a slim figure sitting behind could be faintly seen.
"Yes." After the young man responded habitually, he couldn't help but show some hesitation on his face, and asked tentatively: "Miss Lily, do you want to report this matter to Lord Zhongguo?"
Suddenly a strong wind blew up in the courtyard.
The young man's pupils suddenly shrank, and the pores all over his body suddenly exploded.
But for some reason, he did not dare to move at all. He was immediately thrown into the sky by the sudden strong wind. The special combat uniform on his body was covered with fine scars several centimeters long, and there was faint red blood oozing out.
"Chiba Shiyi, I want you to remember your identity right now. As a ninja who serves my Tsukimiyama family, you only need to obey and do not need advice."
"I realize my mistake." After landing, the young man immediately knelt down and leaned over in fear, pressing his forehead tightly to the ground, "Miss Lily, please give me another chance."
"Humph." The cold voice behind the bamboo curtain seemed to have some sarcasm, "Opportunity? I don't have the patience of Sister Chiyo. My subordinates will give opportunities again and again when they make mistakes... From today on, you are no longer
I am a ninja directly under my command. Please inform Chiba Ri to call the Twelve who are in line to succeed you."
The young man's face was ashen, but he did not dare to argue.
Behind the bamboo curtain is Sayuri Tsukimiyama. Although she is only a concubine born from a concubine of the master's family, she is indeed the most potential and talented spirit guardian of the younger generation of the Tsukimiyama family.
Not to mention just replacing a direct ninja, even if he was executed on the spot, he would have been banned for a year and a half at most.
"Yes, subordinate...resign on the 11th."
Suddenly, the girl behind the bamboo curtain stopped the young man again.
"Wait... I forgot to ask something. Is there any definite news about the matter in South Korea?"
The young man turned around and knelt down on one knee again, and replied: "Our insider has confirmed that the news is not a rumor, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that South Korea seems to have applied for international assistance for special events from China and the United States at the same time. The relevant personnel may arrive in Seoul soon."