Dazu Xiongjie landed five hours before Su Mu, so naturally everything was arranged.
Both of them had evil intentions at the beginning and wanted to take advantage of each other.
But after seeing Su Mu's strength, Dazu Xiongjie knelt down on the spot.
Neon people seem to be born with an element of servility towards Westerners.
Although it is an Asian country, it refuses to recognize its identity and insists on moving to the West.
When America dropped two nuclear bombs, not only did they not arouse their hatred, they even knelt down and licked her endlessly, crying and calling her daddy.
This is not the case, and there is no previous battle for national destiny with China.
Su Mu could actually make a group of Western men obey his advice. In Dazu Xiongjie's view, this was an extraordinary existence.
He is not stupid, on the contrary, he is extremely smart.
Longqi Langen's attitude towards Su Mu is no longer that of a subordinate and a boss.
Closer to servant to master.
This is really scary.
Westerners have always valued the so-called equality of all people. Even nobles cannot easily make people slaves or servants.
Therefore, Su Mu, the Judian, naturally has an extremely mysterious color about him.
I'm afraid that this Judian's identity is far more than what he imagined.
A group of people from Longqi Langen are decisive in killing and ruthless, but they are also extremely self-disciplined.
These are clearly the most elite special forces in the West.
How powerful is this Judian who can summon these special forces with just one phone call every minute?
So as soon as he landed, he immediately used his biggest trump card.
Su Mu followed this Xiaochi into the VIP box.
The private room is not big, only over 100 square meters.
There is a gaming table in the middle and small salons on both sides.
"Please come this way!"
Koike Sumu passed through the VIP box.
The door is a dim corridor.
Then he came to a door again.
The expression on Xiaochi's face became even more respectful than when he saw Su Mu, and he even started to bend down when he was still ten meters away from the door.
Using the small steps that only Japanese women use, she gently came to the door, then stretched out her hand and knocked on the door.
Tuk-tuk, Tuk-tuk!
A deep voice immediately came from the room.
There was a strong nasal voice in the majesty.
"Enter."
Xiaochi opened the door respectfully.
In front of you is a typical Japanese-style room.
At first glance, it looks extremely simple and elegant.
There was a reed mat on the floor, and there was nothing else, just a low coffee table, and a futon placed opposite the door.
A woman wearing a large black kimono with a beautiful baby face was kneeling at the door with a low eyebrow.
On this woman's waist, there are two samurai swords, one long and one short.
Su Mu is very familiar with the so-called warrior culture of Japan.
Nowadays, there is no so-called Bushido in Japanese Fuso.
But among those so-called noble families, they have always stubbornly stuck to their ways.
Opposite the coffee table sat an old man.
The old man was also wearing a traditional warrior uniform and looked at Su Mu with an indifferent expression, with an aura of calmness and self-power in his eyes.
Behind him, there was a knife stand with two samurai swords on it.
When Xiaochi saw this old man, his attitude was like meeting his ancestor.
But Su Mu walked in as if taking a walk and sat directly in front of him:
"What's your name?"
Xiaochi was lying on his stomach at the door, his forehead touching the ground, not daring to raise his head at all.
Even though he is the leader of the local underworld, this old man in the room can make the entire president of Yakuza obey his words with just one word.
Su Mu's attitude made his heart skip a beat.
He is also a mid- to high-level person in Yakuza, and he has met many big shots in Tokyo.
What is tokyo?
It is the second richest city in the world, a super metropolis.
Even though Koike is a gangster, he can still talk to many senior officials in Tokyo.
As for this old man, all the senior officials had to kneel before him.
The identity and status of the other party are really high and a bit scary.
He is the playmate of the current Emperor, the kendo teacher of the Crown Prince, and a super master with the title of Sword Master.
Of course, he also has a title.
Fan, the royal swordsman master.
This thing is very effective in bluffing people.
Fuso's so-called craftsmanship spirit has led to people from all walks of life worshiping professional and technical experts.
For example, if a cook is done well, he will become a god of such and such.
Just like Jiro Ono, a guy making sushi by the toilet, he made it and got three Michelin stars. The super rich have to queue up to eat it.
Even if someone kills you, you still have to give someone a thumbs up.
The status of kendo in Fusang, Japan, is not low.
And the old guy in front of him is undoubtedly the one standing at the top.
The so-called world belongs to one person.
Just this title is enough to make him a god-like existence.
In fact, Su Mu could also feel that the old guy in front of him was indeed a real master.
Although he is not an ancient warrior, there are no ancient warriors in Japan.
However, the Japanese martial arts, which has a different approach, can also compete with the ancient warriors in terms of combat power.
Su Mu has already seen that this old man has actually broken through the acquired world and cultivated to the innate level.
But what he cultivates is not true essence, but... shikigami.
The so-called shikigami is the power of demon spirit, a kind of magical energy between true energy and super power.
And practicing shikigami is also the highest pinnacle of Japanese martial arts.
The old man looked at Su Mu and released a little of his own aura intentionally or unintentionally.
direct.
strong.
With a sense of determination.
Su Mu nodded secretly.
This old guy is completely obsessed with swordsmanship.
It can be seen that his character is the kind of person who tells the truth.
"Are you Tachibana? I came here under orders to give you something."
The old man did not tell Su Mu his name.
Su Mu didn't care, smiled slightly, and nodded:
"So, you are also a supporter of Dazu Xiongsuke?"
The old man couldn't help but frown slightly. He was a little dissatisfied with Su Mu calling him Dazu Xiongjie.
Su Mu immediately felt his dissatisfaction, looked at the old man with a smile and said:
"That guy and I are... pretty good friends. Don't take offense. I didn't mean to disrespect him."
The old man looked at Su Mu with squinted eyes and said slowly:
"Your Excellency, your relationship with His Highness does not need to be mentioned to a servant like me. I am Tokugawa Takahiro, the sword servant of the royal family. The woman behind you is my close disciple Fujiwara Yukihime. She will follow you and take responsibility.
Your daily life.”
Su Mu was stunned.
Before he could speak, the old man tilted his neck and shouted in an extremely serious and cold voice:
"Xiao Yuki, did you hear what I said clearly? From now on, whatever your Excellency orders you to do, you must do it."
The beautiful baby-faced woman immediately prostrated herself on the ground, and her voice was very childish, and she said piously:
"Yes, teacher."
Su Mu's heart felt as if ten thousand alpacas were roaring past.