"Welcome to Tokyo, Vice President, we are here to welcome you." Xingzhi opened the door, and a row of kneeling old men in kimonos stood up.
Tang Hao held Nozomi Xingchuan's hand through this narrow road with poisonous snakes on both sides, and sat on the only single sofa in the room with Nozomi Xingchuan in his arms.
These people are very sensible. He is not Japanese, so he is naturally not used to Japan's complicated etiquette. To him, he is a high and mighty king. This time, the Yamata group came to ask him for something, not him.
The Yaqi Group. As for Hoshikawa Nozomi... it is far more comfortable to have a beautiful woman in your arms than to be frightened at a distance.
"I think you look familiar!" Tang Hao pointed to the person at the front of the queue.
"Master of the Yamata-gumi, Minamoto Sosuke, long time no see, vice-principal." The old man in a navy blue kimono bowed and saluted.
"Gen Sosuke, I didn't expect that when you entered the school for further study in 1971, you would talk to me about the glorious history of the Genji in Japan. I didn't expect that you would be the master of the Yami group." Tang Hao was surprised, "
Does that guy Gower know?"
"The principal didn't teach at that time, and I didn't have any acquaintance with the principal, so when I was discussing with the principal, I tried my best to avoid being a student."
"Then you stopped me here today. Not bad, not bad. Young people are to be feared. Young people are to be feared." Tang Hao made a 'please' gesture, "Introduce me?"
Minamoto Sosuke stepped back slightly and let the people behind him out: "The Taira Hirakawa Tsubasa...Due to the upcoming topic, I won't call out their names too much. The vice-principal only calls them by their surnames.
Yes."
Tang Hao nodded.
"Sakurai...
Ito...
Takahashi...
Saionji clan......
Dongchuan clan..."
After the introduction, all the family heads bowed together: "Hello, Vice Principal!"
The shoji screen next to the room opened, and a waitress with a uniform color walked into the room carrying dishes and sake on a wooden tray. Of course, Yuan Sosuke knew Tang Hao's preferences. These were carefully selected girls. He clapped his hands by the way,
Another group of girls in various uniforms walked out from behind a shoji, surrounding Tang Hao and offering all kinds of thoughtful touches.
"It's a little hot in Tokyo today!" Tang Hao accepted the girl in the stewardess uniform and kissed her passionately with satisfaction.
"The bubble bath I'll take later will win the vice principal's heart even more."
"I won't change my mind, but I prefer the gift Tokugawa Rai gave me." Tang Hao patted Hoshikawa Nozomi's butt, and Hoshikawa Nozomi reluctantly picked up the wine cup and brought it to Tang Hao's mouth, "You and I are not the same.
People on the other side, if you have anything to say, just say it. Don’t think about using force. You people here are not qualified.”
"What did you say?" The old man named Saionji stood up.
"You want to use revelation?"
The old man suddenly tightened his eyes.
"I think Aosuke should have told you what my revelation is. Do you know why there are no guns in * country? Because of the clear legal provisions, * country is not like the United States where guns are rampant and uncontrollable. Then you know that Fang Steen has
Why haven't there been any reactionary commotion among so many powerful people? Because of me." Tang Hao pulled out the dagger from the inner thigh of the girl wearing a high-cut nurse uniform next to him, and threw it straight at Gensoji, "My revelation is always on.
, except that some revelations based on specific rules can be used, nothing else can."
The dagger was like a bullet, pushed to an incredible speed by Tang Hao's terrifying strength. The high temperature passed through Gensojie's ears, and the extinguished flame was accompanied by the smell of burnt hair... it shattered
The sharp sound of the eardrum, an object has suffered a terrifying blow.
Before anyone had time to react, Minamoto Sosuke immediately asked people to block all exits.
"Don't worry about Sosuke, it was always there when I came in." Tang Hao looked directly into Sosuke Yuan's eyes.
"It was my negligence... Please forgive me, vice-principal." Gen Sosuke bowed slightly.
"I don't like the title of vice principal, I call you what you should call me."
Yuan Sosuke was silent for a long time: "Yes, father."
Dead silence fell in the conference room, and the representatives of the Yaqi group cast doubtful eyes on Minamoto Sosuke. Minamoto Sosuke's father was the man who led more than 70% of Japan's gangs in his previous generation. He was buried in glory in 2007. At that time, all of Japan
Nearly three thousand managers, leaders, and business tycoons came to see him off. How could Yuan Sosuke call Tang Hao his father?
"I know you are arrogant." Tang Hao said softly, "When Aosuke was still a student, I saved him from the mouth of a dragon species, and his father Minamoto no Yori asked me to be his adoptive father.
But Sosuke doesn’t have the habit of calling me foster father, and always likes to call me father.”
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they turned their attention to the dagger stuck on the wooden stake. There seemed to be something there, something that even Gen Sosuke was afraid of.
"What did you do?" Nozomi Xingchuan asked the question on everyone's mind.
"My revelation can prevent revelations below my sequence from being activated unless the sequence is higher than mine, but in historical research, there are some revelations that are not under my control."
"Serial number 41, [Revelation·Imagination], serial number 84, [Revelation·Doll]!" Gensojie said in a deep voice.
Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.
"[Revelation·Doll] It's okay to say that [Revelation·Thinking] means putting what you dreamed up into life. To put it simply, you are the Japanese Onmyoji!" Tang Hao tore out the clothes of the girl wearing a miko uniform from his side.
Bite your finger off a piece of cloth, write a word on it with blood, and then place it in front of Nozomi Xingchuan's eyes, "This is something that has been created long ago using revelation. I cannot impose restrictions on things that already exist."<
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Xingchuanxi bit his lip hesitantly, and then handed the strips of cloth to the family heads who came forward.
The tip of the dagger passed through the huge head and nailed it firmly to the wooden stake. She was a gorgeous young lady, but the clothes she wore seemed to be soaked in blood, so red that it made people palpitate.
They are all red leaves. In Japanese legend, the color of the red leaves is dyed red by the blood of the maple ghost. Therefore, when Japanese people watch the red leaves, they often can only look at them and cannot gaze at the red leaves quietly.
But Mr. Takahashi still called out his name: "Red Leaf Hunter!"
"You guys are still not careful!" Tang Hao joked.
Everyone returned to their original positions and fell silent, Tang Hao hurt their hearts.
That's right, they don't have comforting feelings for Tang Hao, Gore, and Fangstin Academy like Minamoto Sosuke. All they can think about is either cooperation or breakup. They firmly believe that in Japan, without them, no one can go on safely. But they were wrong. They couldn't even discover the delusional Japanese ghosts, so how could they talk about cooperation in a arrogant manner?
"Tell me, why are you here with me?" Tang Hao asked.
"There is an old friend who wants to see you, father. He calls himself an old friend of yours from Beihai." Minamoto Sosuke said.
"Beihai? Beihai, Guangxi?"
"No, it is a place named by the Dutch. The original text is "Noord Zee", which means "Northern Sea". It is the northeastern edge sea of the Atlantic Ocean, located in the northwest of the European continent, that is, the island of Great Britain and Scandinavia.
Between Jutland and the Dutch Lowlands."
"Oh, I know there, but I don't have any old friends there." Tang Hao thought for a while.
The side door opened, and a man wearing a black and white striped suit and a purple lace collar walked in.
First he glanced at the room, then stepped forward to kiss Xingchuan Xi's cheek, and finally punched Tang Hao in the chest.
"I haven't seen you for decades, damn you. You didn't expect me to be alive." The man sat on the newly moved sofa and ordered a glass of red wine.
"Are you still alive?" Tang Hao patted Xingchuanxi's butt and walked up to the man in disbelief.
"What? Do you regret not saving me back then?"
"I won't save you? In order to save you, I swam nearly a mile in the sea. Who would have thought that you, an old guy, could survive from the dragon's mouth!" Tang Hao kicked the man on the thigh, "Fra
De, you bastard, I even built your tomb behind the English church. It seems I can go shovel the tombstone."
"Hey, hey, how can we build a tomb without ashes? A tomb?"
"It's better than you not calling me for decades!" Tang Hao hugged Vlad and cried.
The whole audience looked at the two old guys in silence.
They have checked what they need to check, and they have learned what they need to know. Vlad James Bunker, an emeritus professor of history at Fountain College and a hidden figure on the Council in Japan, fought to save the battleship during the Hybrid War.
The surviving personnel on board were swallowed by the dying dragon species.
Everyone thought he was dead, and the history of the mixed race listed him as an honorary member.
But he is not dead and is alive and well. As an old friend, Tang Hao is naturally happy.
