Qin Tian remembered what he did in Longjiang after he returned. At that time, many Tulip ladies came over to propose to him.
The one who impressed me the most was the eldest daughter of the Rockcheller family, Luo Luo.
It was originally a farce, but what he didn't expect was that Miss Luoluo seemed to be serious?
He was also speechless. Suddenly he felt that it might not be suitable for him to show up at that time.
...
These messages were only 24 hours after the news was released.
Qin Tian could not imagine how many people would follow in a few days. By then, how many people would gather in this small city of Toyama.
It’s no wonder that Shenyin, the official representative of Dongying Jianghu, felt like facing a formidable enemy. Three emergency meetings were held in a row overnight.
Any one of these people is enough for the official of a small place to drink a pot. Not to mention, so many people gather together.
This is simply a nuclear fusion reactor. If you are not careful, it will really explode.
Qin Tian couldn't help but grit his teeth, cough, am I a bit too big?
This, um, seems, indeed, a bit bullying.
Two hours later, Chen Xiaoyi knocked on the door.
"Let's go." After Qin Tian came out, he walked directly outside.
Chen Xiaoyi hurriedly followed and said worriedly: "Brother Tian, why don't we go through the back door?"
"There seem to be a few mysterious people in front of us."
Um?
Qin Tian sneered: "Is Suzuki afraid that I will break the promise and run away halfway, so he sent someone to monitor me?"
"That doesn't necessarily mean you are underestimating me, Mr. Qin!"
Passing through the noisy dance hall, I saw several men in samurai uniforms at the door outside, all with stern faces.
When they saw Qin Tian, they came up to him and inadvertently surrounded him, surrounding Qin Tian in the middle.
"Qin Tian, we are all from the Duandao style."
"I came to pick you up on my master's orders. Come with us."
Broken knife flow?
Qin Tian sneered. He saw that in addition to samurai swords on the waists of several guys, there were bulges under their clothes, and there were obviously firearms and the like hidden in them.
Just like Long Yin wears a knife on his left hand and a gun on his right hand, firearms are probably also the official standard equipment of Japanese Jianghu.
Therefore, these guys are not from the Duan Dao style at all. They belong to Kamigakure and should be Suzuki's subordinates.
They faked their identities because they didn't want to have anything to do with the official car.
Qin Tian didn't give a damn and got into their car.
The car started and roared towards Toyama.
When we arrived at Dongshan Pass, the car stopped on the side of the road. A guy with a mustache who looked like the leader finally showed his true face.
He pulled out a black gun from his waist, pointed it at Qin Tian's temple, and said with a ferocious smile: "Boy, this is your road to hell."
"How about calling me grandpa now and I'll let you live a little longer?"
The other guys also laughed ferociously.
In their eyes, Qin Tian is a prisoner in their hands.
Chen Xiaoyi said in panic: "Don't mess around!"
"Qin Tian is here to accept Miyamoto's challenge. If you dare to shoot, things will be difficult to handle!"
"Besides, if word spreads, it will also have an impact on the reputation of your Duan Dao style."
"you--"
He was about to say something else, but a guy next to him let out a strange scream and gave Chen Xiaoyi a loud slap in the face.
"Dog slave!"
"If you stop talking nonsense, I'll kill you first!"
Chen Xiaoyi covered her face, her eyes were red, and she didn't dare to say anything nonsense.
Qin Tian sneered at the guy who was staring at him with a gun: "You are the people of Shenyin, right?"