There was only an explosion, and a black shadow immediately appeared in front of the car.
"You can actually take a random move from me, you seem to be quite capable."
Qin Changsheng glanced at his right hand in disbelief, sighed and walked out of the car.
Long Caiyun couldn't help but rolled her eyes at his back and muttered: "With just one move, you will be the most powerful in the world, you will be the king."
Fujiwara Jiro who was on the side did not know Qin Changsheng before, so naturally he did not know how powerful he was, so he casually said: "He is indeed quite capable of showing off."
Fujiwara Qianye glanced at the two of them speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
Because he also felt that Qin Changsheng's words were too much, and he simply didn't take anyone seriously.
Of course, their little moves couldn't hide Qin Changsheng's keen hearing.
But Qin Changsheng was too lazy to care. He raised his eyes and briefly looked at the person in front of him.
I saw that he was about forty years old, wearing wooden clogs, his hair fell on both sides, with a large piece of hair in the middle, and he had a typical Tsukiyo hairstyle.
Qin Changsheng said very casually: "It's good to be able to understand Chinese. Now there is no barrier to communication."
"That guy with the strange hairstyle, are you from the Yu Quan family?"
The man took a step back with his right foot, arched his waist, and slowly pulled out some of the sword blade. His eyes were cold and he said: "Children, remember, this is not a strange hairstyle, but a Tsukiyo head. It is a special feature of our Japanese warriors.
Emblem of Glory.”
Qin Changsheng said speechlessly: "Who is in the mood to care about your ugly hairstyle? Answer my question."
The man's eyes darkened again and he said, "Please respect our culture."
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly, and he even shouted "Zina" twice, and he still had Mao's respect at all.
Besides, some enemies can be respected, but his foul language is definitely not within this scope.
"You are looking down upon me."
Although Qin Changsheng didn't say anything, that cold snort was enough to explain everything.
The man once again pulled out the sword blade a few centimeters and stared at Qin Changsheng fiercely.
Qin Changsheng pretended to look serious, nodded and said: "Yes."
Phew! Clang!
As a sword clang sounded, the long sword in the man's hand was unsheathed, shaking and pointed at Qin Changsheng's face.
In the car at the same time as this person, Long Caiyun couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said: "Not only is he a violent maniac, a narcissist, but he is also an irritating spirit."
"Hmph, if you deal with this kind of person, you will be pissed off sooner or later. I really don't know what the third uncle is thinking? He actually wants me to be emotional towards him. I'm speechless."
After hearing this, Fujiwara Qianye and Fujiwara Jiro immediately cast surprised looks at her.
Long Caiyun didn't pay attention to them from beginning to end, so he naturally didn't bother to pay attention to them. He fell back and lay down directly on the back seat.
In the end, Long Caiyun did not forget to add: "What are you looking at? When he dies, tell me."
"When the time comes, I will set off fireworks in the capital of China and set up flowing banquets for everyone to celebrate this great day."
Fujiwara Qianye looked at each other, but they couldn't do anything to a little girl, so they had to silently turn their attention to Qin Changsheng.
At this time, Qin Changsheng naturally heard what Long Caiyun said, but he just didn't bother to care.
Similarly, he also knew clearly the conversation between the old man and Long Caiyun when they were at the Beijing International Airport.
Therefore, given Long Caiyun's hatred for him, Qin Changsheng was not surprised that she could say these words.
"Mr. Akita, stop."
Just when the man aimed at Qin Changsheng and gently danced several sword flowers, an extremely calm voice suddenly interrupted his movements.
In just the blink of an eye, like a magic trick, someone suddenly appeared next to the man.
"Mr. Yu Quan, may I ask what you mean by this?"
As soon as he saw the person coming, Akita Shengyi immediately sheathed his sword, stood up straight, bowed his head and said.
"As ordered by the head of the family, I would like to invite Mr. Qin to come in for a brief introduction." The visitor said coldly.
"Hi!" Akita bowed at ninety degrees and said respectfully.
While the two were talking, Qin Changsheng took a brief look at the person coming.
I saw that he was about sixty years old, not tall, but extremely fat. From a distance, he looked like a big bucket standing there.
Seeing his eyes suddenly moving towards him, Qin Changsheng said lightly: "Not interested."
The man frowned, and Akita Shengyi said angrily: "Child, what did you say?"
"Do you know who is standing in front of you? Don't be shameless."
"Hmph, please be polite and say yes. If you don't know what's going on, I'll screw your head in."
The man didn't speak, obviously recognizing Akita's words.
Qin Changsheng shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Akita Shengyi said: "If you don't know, just listen. This is Mr. Yu Quan Xinzhi, the second in command of the Yu Quan family and deputy patriarch."
"Haha, this is actually not important. The most important thing is that Mr. Yu Quan Xinzhi is still a tolerant person."
Just as Akita Shengyi was speaking, Yu Quan Xinzhi's head raised involuntarily.
Although Qin Changsheng didn't know when human ninja was, he still did some homework on the Japanese ninjas before coming.
He knew that the ninjas of Japan were divided into seven levels, namely: junior ninja, genin, middle ninja, jounin, human ninja, earth ninja, and sky ninja.
Uchimura Yusei, whom Qin Changsheng met before, was a jounin of the Iga style.
Obviously, Yuquan Xinzhi's level is one level higher than Uchimura Yusei, and his strength will definitely be above him.
And the move that Yu Quan Xinzhi suddenly appeared just now should be some kind of ninjutsu, which is indeed a bit mysterious.
Thinking of this, Qin Changsheng asked curiously: "Is human ninja very powerful? How much stronger is it compared to jounin?"
When Yu Quan Xinzhi heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he said angrily: "Are you humiliating me by comparing this little Jōnin with my human nin?"
Qin Changsheng said: "I'm just curious, but it also means what you think."
Akita Shengyi drew his sword again with a clang and shouted angrily: "Baga, Mr. Yu Quan, don't talk nonsense with this kid. He just came to make trouble for our family. Let me kill him."
Yu Quan Xinzhi said nothing, but suddenly and inexplicably disappeared in front of everyone.
"Compared to the human ninja, jounin is in the sky and on the earth."
"I wonder if Mr. Qin is impressed by my ability? Or is he willing to change his mind and go into the house to talk to me?"
When Quan Xinzhi's voice sounded again, he was already behind Qin Changsheng, and his lips were almost touching the back of his ear.
"Excellent skills and great ninjutsu. Congratulations to Mr. Yu Quan for being one step closer to becoming a master of earth ninja. It will be just around the corner."
Qin Changsheng had no reaction, but Akita Shengyi was even happier than he was to become an earth nin, and he clapped his hands excitedly and said.