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0823 Fighting ancestors

Most of Kuaya Island is covered by virgin forest, with an area comparable to a large county town. On the surface, it looks like a primitive island with pleasant scenery, but it has undergone many transformations secretly, not counting various semi-underground buildings.

They even built an airstrip in the mountains.

"Squeak~"

The bus stopped in front of a seaside garden. Zhao Guanren and his men got off the bus one after another. There were more than twenty people, not too many, not too few. Their weapons were politely taken away. The villagers were still stranded on the dock.

How it will be placed is unknown.

"Oh~ This small garden is nice, it's very well made..."

Zhao Guanren strolled into the garden. In fact, this Japanese-style garden was already very large. Of course, it was only at the county level in the Han Dynasty. There were two unlucky white lanterns hanging in front of the orange courtyard door, and there were two lanterns on the door.

A very old plaque - Xianji Garden!

"Thank you for showing mercy and not blowing up this historic site with more than 300 years of history..."

Luo Zixuan and Wolfe also got out of the armored vehicle. Wolfe always kept a distance from Zhao Guanren, and a large number of heavily armed gunmen followed him. Li Qin and Moti followed Luo Zixuan. As soon as they entered the door, they saw a group of men and women in kimonos.

Welcoming him.

"Welcome to Xianji Garden!"

A group of people divided into two rows and bowed collectively. The middle-aged man in the lead spoke standard Mandarin, but Zhao Guanren actually did not look down upon them. He returned the salute according to the rules of the Han Dynasty and said something in Japanese at the same time - You are so polite.

!

"Hai!"

A group of Japanese people were slightly surprised and bowed again, almost bending their waists at ninety degrees. On the contrary, Luo Zixuan and others did not know what to do. After all, they were also saluting them, but Zhao Guanren raised his head lightly.

Hand, I said something - get flat!

"Uh~ Brother Ren! Let me introduce..."

Luo Zixuan awkwardly introduced: "This Senji Garden was built in the Edo period of Japan. The builder was the Shimazu clan, the lord of the Satsuma clan, who was also a daimyo in the Edo period. Shimazu Hisaki was his thirty-sixth son.

The Shimazu family is a great-great-grandson and is considered a very cultural family, and now this place is also their family’s property!”

"Hai! I am Shimazu Hisaki, please take care of me..."

The middle-aged man at the head bowed again, and the young people behind him finally showed their true colors. Not only did they look arrogant, but they also looked at people like they were sizing up local leopards, so the previous bows and salutes were all fake politeness.

, Zhao Guanren returned the gift in the same way.

"Ha! Dare you talk about cultural heritage in front of us..."

Zhao Guanren mocked disdainfully: "Who hasn't produced a few royal relatives? Zhu Mingzhu's ancestor is Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, a serious emperor. Can you, a small vassal, compare with you? Don't blame yourself."

You have a lot of money on your face, Shimazu, it sounds like he was born a fisherman!"

"ah?"

Zhu Sanshui was stunned for a moment as he kept blinking and recalling his family tree.

"That's right! Who doesn't have a few emperors and ancestors..."

Zhou Fafa also shouted: "My old Zhou family is not just a pawn of traders. Our ancestor is Zhou Yu, the famous general of the Three Kingdoms. Counting back a few weeks, the emperor Zhou is also the ancestor of my family. He has been an old noble for thousands of years. If you dare to compete with us for cultural heritage, the whole world

I can’t even find a few!”

"Hmph~"

Shimazu Hisaki said with a deadpan smile: "I have long heard that Mr. Zhao is eloquent, but I didn't expect that his subordinates are so thick-skinned. I'm afraid if I continue talking, Mr. Zhao will have to say that his ancestor is...

Is he the emperor of the Song Dynasty?"

“Not bad!”

Zhao Guanren said with an arrogant face: "The Zhao family naturally comes from the same lineage. We have the same ancestor thousands of years ago. However, the little Zhao family is a distant relative of our old Zhao family. If we talk about it, our family has the largest background.

His ancestor is one emperor through the ages...Qin Shihuang!"

"First Emperor Yingzheng? Hahaha..."

Shimazu Jiuki threw up his head and laughed. It seemed that this guy could not only speak Mandarin, but was also very knowledgeable about history. The two middle-aged men beside him also understood. Not only did they laugh, but they also

Translate for other young people.

"Brother Ren!"

Luo Zixuan said depressedly: "You are talking nonsense. You can say that you are a descendant of Zhao Kuangyin, but Qin Shihuang's surname is Ying, who is related to your old Zhao family.

What does it have to do with it? How embarrassing is it for the Japanese to laugh at us for nothing?"

"Last name, last name, understand the difference between the two, and then come to argue with me..."

Zhao Guanren ridiculed: "The first emperor Ying's surname was Zhao, and the ancestor of the Zhao family was Zaofu of the Western Zhou Dynasty. His surname was Ying. He was granted the title of Zhao by King Mu of the Zhou Dynasty, so he took Zhao as his surname. Zaofu was the ancestor of the first emperor, so the first emperor was called Zhao.

Zheng, Zhao Guanren’s Zhao, Understand?”

"..."

Zhao Guanren's words shocked the entire audience. The old Japanese were all speechless. Even Luo Zixuan looked at him dumbfounded, with a surprised expression of "How could you be so educated?" It was as if she didn't recognize him.

Same.

"People! You don't have to have a diploma, but you must have culture..."

Zhao Guanren pointed to a young man wearing a kimono and said: "You are plagiarizing our culture, so you have to use dim sum anyway. Confucius said, micro-guanzhong, I wear my hair in a left turban. This sentence means that only barbarians can do it."

You are a civilized person if you wear your clothes on the left side and wear the right side of your clothes, do you understand?"

"Baga!"

Shimazu Hisaki turned around and slapped the young man on the face. Among the dozen people, he was the only one who put on the wrong collar of his left and right collars. It was obvious that he was just trying to show off temporarily. He never wore a kimono. As a result, Zhao Guanren caught him and became angry.

The old devil's eyes were red.

"Pa bang bang..."

Warm applause immediately erupted in the courtyard, Zhou Fafa and others applauded desperately. Zhao Guanren pretended to be dissatisfied. Although he forced himself to put gold on his face, his words were well-founded and well-educated, making all uneducated people feel ashamed.

"Let's drive!"

Zhao Guanren proudly put his hands on his back and walked forward in all directions. He had been a prince for several years in the Han Dynasty. His civil servants were either number one or number two. Although he did not dare to talk about culture with them, he learned from what he heard and saw.

A lot.

"Evelyn!"

Wolfe wondered in a low voice: "What are you talking about? Why did Shimazu hit one of his own people?"

"Shimadzu wants to highlight the family's cultural heritage so that he can suppress Zhao's momentum during negotiations..."

Luo Zixuan shook his head helplessly and said: "It's a pity that Shimazu failed. Zhao used history to tell the story and laughed at them as descendants of fishermen, while he himself was a descendant of the emperor. It happened that the person who was beaten destroyed the tradition of dressing, so Shimazu became angry.

!”

"What?"

Wolfe was surprised and said: "But didn't you say that Zhao Guanren is just a street gangster with no knowledge or skills and no culture?"

"Zhao Guanren has been missing for a year and a half. God knows what he has done..."

Luo Zixuan frowned and said: "He used to be obviously low-level, swearing a lot, and being obscene and obscene. But now he is like a superior. His aura and conversation have changed a lot. Of course! He has just become educated.

The gangster!"

"Evelin! The reason why I am standing here is just because my superiors and I trust you..."

Wolf said solemnly: "You must not disappoint Mr. Karl. The price of disappointment is death. I am not afraid to tell you that I feel a very terrible aura in him. I feel that he is not here to negotiate, but

They’re here to kill!”

"Hey Wolf! Calm down, you look nervous..."

Luo Zixuan helped him straighten his collar and said sternly: "Since Zhao Guanren is here, it means that he doesn't have many trump cards anymore, otherwise he will never bow to anyone. Now we have the initiative. As long as we keep an eye on the refugees and

His woman, I can convince him!"

"He is definitely a devil. I hope we are not digging our own graves..."

Wolfe took a deep breath and walked with Luo Zixuan towards a large Japanese-style house. The big house was covered with tatami mats filled with the scent of straw mats. Zhao Guanren sat arrogantly on the main seat. In front of him was a long table, and on the left and right were

Lin Zirui and Song Qian are two beauties.

"Li Qin! Don't you have anything to say to me..."

Luo Zixuan stopped at the foot of the wooden steps, and Li Qin walked down from the door and whispered: "Zhao Guanren has prepared for the worst. If the negotiation breaks down, he will fall out directly. I think even if there is a missile bombing, he will have a way to guarantee himself."

Immortal, that’s why Shen Qingwen is allowed to stay on the ship!”

"Send someone to bring a midnight snack to the ship and keep an eye on Shen Qingwen..."

Luo Zixuan took off her shoes and walked up the steps, holding two knives and walked into the big house. Zhao Guanren's men were sitting on the right side, and a dozen Japanese people were sitting on the left. A beauty in kimono was showing Zhao Guanren a tea ceremony, kneeling

The performance in front of him was smooth and flowing.

"Huh? That's weird! Why doesn't this girl have a code? Could it be that she is an infantryman..."

Zhao Guanren lit a cigarette jokingly, and the stinky men immediately burst into laughter. Zhou Fafa even laughed lewdly and said: "The movies that Americans watch must not be censored. The subtitles are in my eyes. Blood-red FBI WARNING. Follow the plot."

It should be the 'Widow' series! Hahaha..."

"Aren't you boring, making fun of a little girl..."

Luo Zixuan walked to the middle, dumbfounded, waving her hands to let Lin Zirui go away, but Lin Zirui straightened her back and said: "Ms. Luo! I don't have to worry about such a trivial matter. I always serve the boss when he drinks tea, but outsiders don't.

He can’t get used to the tea!”

"Lin Zirui, right? A third-tier young model developing in South Korea..."

Luo Zixuan said with a half-smile: "Your father is a reporter for a TV station, and your mother works as a nurse in a private clinic. You met Zhang Zelin, a second-generation rich man, in a nightclub. In the end, your blackmail attempt to get the upper hand failed, but he published a video of him toying with you. You

Has the boss appreciated it? I have all six videos!"

"you……"

Lin Zirui turned pale with shock and anger, but Zhao Guanren smiled and said: "You girl, how dare you be jealous of your sister Zixuan? You haven't debuted when she served me, by the way! Do you have any videos of Song Qian?

, I can pay a lot of money to see it!”

"Haha~"

Luo Zixuan drove Lin Zirui away with a smile, knelt down, poured a cup of tea, and said: "Of course you have to spend a lot of money, I have first-hand resources, Miss Song has such a great figure, any man would like to appreciate it!"

"

"Miss Luo!"

Song Qian frowned and said: "Please don't spread rumors and slander me. I have never filmed anything like that. I have only had two boyfriends since my debut, and they are both serious people!"

"I don't know if they are serious or not. Anyway, you must not be serious..."

Luo Zixuan took out a mobile phone from his pocket, put it on the table and said with a smile: "Brother Ren! This includes your women in China. If you order it, I will play it. If you don't play it, I will lose, but you have to promise me every time you watch it."

One condition: do you want to see it, do you dare to see it?"

"Why don't I dare to look at my girls? I haven't seen any of their hair..."

Zhao Guanren looked at her disdainfully, but Luo Zixuan came up to him and smiled: "Aren't you afraid of seeing the cheating video behind your back after you left? If you don't dare to watch it, just pretend that I didn't say anything, and I will quit.

This negotiation will be chaired by Wolfe and Hisaki Shimazu!"

"When did you change your career to be a paparazzi..."

Zhao Guanren narrowed his eyes slightly, and Luo Zixuan smiled again: "This is the power of the Eagle Head Association. It is not a violent tool, but its ability is beyond your imagination. If you are willing to become the global president of the Bald Eagle, the Eagle Head Association will

It will become a scepter in your hand!"

"Are you sure everyone has their films?"

Zhao Guanren stared at her with some disbelief, but Luo Zixuan said firmly: "I'm sure! I also specially prepared a private photo of myself for you, in case you forget the beauty of the past, of course! I'm free, and I'll give it away for free.

You are a Song beauty!"

"impossible!"

Song Qian also said firmly: "I have never photographed anything like that. It's either a PS fake or a photo taken by a dirty reporter!"

"Since you are so confident, let's make a bet..."

Luo Zixuan said arrogantly: "If I have your restricted video, you take off your clothes and go out for a run. On the contrary, I go out for a naked run and withdraw from this negotiation. Do you dare to bet?"

"..."

Song Qian stared at her with a livid face. From the look on her face, she could tell that she was quickly recalling the possibility of being secretly photographed. Finally, she said loudly: "Secretly photographed people don't count. Who knows if there is any obscene person who installed a camera on the cruise ship?"

!”

"Okay! Hidden photos don't count. Do you dare to bet..."

"Just bet! I have never done anything like this. I am not afraid of my shadow being distorted..."


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