"Qiu Ling, I have died once. After Goryeo, I will no longer make those who care about me worried and sad."
Chen Xuan said this very seriously.
Then he walked over and shook Tang Qiuling and Qinqin's hands.
"Wait for me to come back here!"
The two beauties nodded together.
When he came down to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, Chen Xuan saw Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei waiting respectfully at the door.
"Master Chen, please let us go with you!"
As soon as they saw Chen Xuan, Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei lowered their heads and begged with great sincerity.
The two seemed to be afraid that Chen Xuan would not want to take them with him.
Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"Why, you are a big boss at least, why do you seem to feel like you went to the Japanese Palace to grab a marriage and die?"
"Mr. Chen, we believe in your strength, but we have also made up our minds to die! Please take us there!"
Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei spoke in unison, speaking passionately.
Chen Xuan didn't plan to take them there, but when he saw that the two of them were loyal, he thought about it and nodded in agreement.
"You send me to the palace gate and then pick me up outside."
"Yes, Mr. Chen!" Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei looked at each other and were overjoyed.
They knew that with their own skills, going into the palace with Chen Xuan would become a burden to Chen Xuan.
Doing a good job of receiving support is to help Chen Xuan a lot.
After looking at the wall clock in the hall, Chen Xuan strode out of the hotel door.
Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei followed closely behind.
Just as he was about to get into the car, Chen Xuan suddenly turned his head and asked, "By the way, do you have a suit?"
"Mr. Chen, what do you want for a suit?" Long Fei asked in confusion.
He knew that Chen Xuan had always liked to wear casual clothes and didn't like to wear suits.
Why are you about to go to the Japanese Palace to engage in a life-and-death battle, but suddenly ask about the suit?
Chen Xuan smiled coldly: "Attending the Royal Wedding of Japan, you must wear formal clothes, so as not to say that our country is a country of etiquette, but without the style of a great country."
"Mr. Chen said, come and prepare a good suit immediately!"
Jiang Tianhua was so impressed by Chen Xuan's words that he waved his hand and ordered his men to go to a nearby suit store to buy a suit.
But at this time, a luxury supercar drove into the hotel parking lot.
People who know cars will be amazed when they see this supercar.
Because this is a national treasure-class luxury car from Honda NSX, produced in 1990-2005, it has been discontinued and has no price.
A Japanese young man wearing a luxurious white suit got out of the car, and two bodyguards were following him.
This young man walks with wind and walks straight and does not make people feel like he is.
Originally, Chen Xuan and Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei did not block him, but when the young man walked to Chen Xuan, he frowned.
"I don't let go when I see my eldest son Kimura? Are you not having eyes?" The young master cursed in Japanese.
Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei's faces darkened at the same time, and they were about to teach this guy who called himself the eldest son of Kimura a lesson.
However, Chen Xuan waved his hand and told them not to rush to do it first.
"Yo, you dare to show me the face of this young master, right? Do you know who my father is? The current cabinet minister in Japan is my father! Even if the eldest son Zhigong Ren saw me, he would greet me politely.
This young master is disdainful to attend Tomomiya Hito's wedding!" Kimura showed off with a straight face.
Chen Xuan smiled and said in a gentle tone: "Your white suit is good, how much does it cost?"
"My suit is customized by the top designer, worth hundreds of millions of yen. Do you still dare to ask the price? Can you afford it?" Kimura said, his hands tightening the collar of the suit, his face full of pride and arrogance.
color.
There was also a faint fragrance on the suit. Obviously, Kimura just got it from a custom store and couldn't wait to wear it out and show off.
"Very good, I want this one." Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
"What do you mean?" Before Kimura could react, Long Fei and Jiang Tianhua's men immediately caught him.
Two bodyguards behind Kimura wanted to do something, but Long Fei kicked one away.
"I am the son of the Japanese cabinet ministers. You dare to steal my suit! You hateful Chinese people, Bagayalu!"
Kimura yelled in anger, but her clothes were stripped away quickly, leaving only a pair of underwear.
After the two bigwigs let go, the top second-generation Japanese stood in the vicious midsummer sun, trembling.
"You, who are you, you dare to be so bold!"
"Me?" Chen Xuan looked at Kimura's eyes with a faint smile, "I am the evil emperor Chen Xuan."
"What?" Kimura heard this, a smell of urine suddenly emanated from her crotch.
Before Chen Xuan's identity was confirmed, he was scared to pee.
After all, the name of the Evil Emperor is indeed powerful in East Asia.
"Mr. Chen, this kid's suit should be freshly released and very clean." Jiang Tianhua and Long Fei also checked it out if there was any problem with the suit.
Chen Xuan changed into a suit casually and just fit.
Kimura was crying and tears were watching. He was about to use this suit to fuck the girl tonight, but Chen Xuan snatched her as soon as she put it on.
"Evil Emperor, you are the number one expert in China. You have to grab a suit. Are you embarrassed?" Kimura mustered up the courage to ask.
Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "How much did you snatch us from Japan back then? Have you paid off the account now?"
Kimura was speechless.
Chen Xuan no longer looked at Kimura and fell into the black car.
"Take him into the trash can!" Jiang Tianhua gave the order, and several horsemen grabbed Kimura's limbs and stuffed them hard into the trash can next to them.
"ah!"
Kimura screamed halfway through the scream, and was blocked by the scraps in the trash can.
After Chen Xuan left in the car, Kimura's two subordinates pulled him out of the trash can.
"Evil Emperor, you're dead!" Kimura asked his subordinates to drive him to the wedding scene while calling Hitomiya.
When Zhigong Ren received the call, he still didn't believe that the Evil Emperor dared to come and rob the marriage.
He knew that Kimura, a playboy, often offended people and might have been taught a lesson when encountering tough ideas. The other party was afraid that Kimura was the son of a cabinet minister and did not dare to report his real name, so he lied to be the evil emperor.
This possibility is very high.
So, the wedding was held normally.
There were many guests in the Royal Palace in Japan. Because there were too many people coming to attend the wedding, many guests stood in front of the most famous palace, the Imperial Palace Dongyu Garden, and looked at the bride and groom on the steps ahead, preparing to congratulate the two newlyweds on their marriage.
Among the tens of thousands of guests, there are many Japanese masters standing.
These masters still hope that the Evil Emperor can appear in their hearts, otherwise the wedding would be too boring.
At this moment, a slight commotion suddenly came from behind.
"What's going on?" Chigong Ren on the steps also discovered this.
The etiquette staff on the side had already received the news and walked nervously to Chigong Ren and said with his ears: "Someone has broken into the palace!"
"who?"
"A young man in a white suit doesn't know who it is for the time being."
Zhigong Ren wanted to ask again, at the farthest point his sight could reach, a man in white walked towards him slowly.
But the guards on both sides didn't know why, no one dared to stop them.