"Please rest assured, Lord Ohno, when it comes to sword fighting, we, the useless bird people, are the ancestors of China."

The leader, the ninja who is in his fifties and looks very skinny, is very confident.

Most of the ninjas behind him are also thin, completely different from the normal heights often seen in movies and TV series.

In their view, as a top ninja, the target must be small and flexible, which is helpful for them to sneak attack or escape. Anyway, they feel that if they can escape, they will not lose.

"Sir Ohno, I have clearly seen the moves of the actors in the Chinese cast. Many moves cannot be completed without wires. It's just that they are well hidden. In the words of a pickle man, they are just the first to show off.

.”

Another useless bird ninja curled his lips in disdain.

"Well, remember to teach a few pickle men a lesson by the way. They took away the swords that should belong to us and played tricks on us. We must pay the price."

Ono Honglang gets angry just thinking about it, especially since recently the useless reporter was slapped on the head by Sunset and Kimchi, making it seem like he had offended them.

"Don't worry, we won't let anyone go."

After finishing speaking, the useless bird ninja took off the black clothes he wore during training, put on ordinary people's clothes, and went to board the plane in batches.

at the same time.

Brown rice table.

Smithson found twenty top agents, half of them male and female, all of the men were tall and powerful, and all of the women were extremely beautiful and slim.

"The Chinese New Year's Eve is coming soon, and their holiday has arrived. I have been given full authority to command you from above to prevent them from having a bad New Year."

"This is Jiang Yi's information. I require you to memorize it thoroughly. Also, you must find a way to lurk next to Jiang Yi and give him a fatal blow on the Spring Festival Gala."

"This is a fatal mission, but the influence of the Collection of China is immeasurable today. This is the counter-importation of Chinese civilization to us. As the strongest people in the world, we will never allow them to do this."

All twenty agents looked solemn and ready.

The leading male agent said seriously: "Chief, please rest assured, we promise to complete the mission!"

"Well, Jiang Yi doesn't have a girlfriend yet, so I plan to let some of you ten girls chase him..."

Smithson sneered: "I don't believe that Chinese men can withstand such a test."

Several tall, Lolita, or Royal Sister-type female agents smiled like they were competing for beauty: "Don't worry, we are the best at this."

So, the Brown Rice Man also embarked on his journey.

…

Kimchi country.

"Damn it, what evil have we done!"

"Why did we lose so much money and have nothing?!"

"Where did those three billion meters go? Where did they go!!!"

Kimchi, the mastermind behind this sword-buying operation, has lost his mentality. The sword and money are gone, and he has been crazily targeted by Sunset people recently!

How did they know that the three billion yuan in the check was secretly withdrawn by Mr. Chen...

Originally, all the money was going to Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi only took one billion yuan to fund his activities for the next period of time, and the rest was donated to children in poor areas.

In other words, in this wave, Jiang Yi not only succeeded in diverting hatred, but also made billions of dollars in blood.

He misses the days when he would be happy because of 100 million. Now that he has money, he doesn't know what to do.

"We tried our best to check all the surveillance cameras on that street, but we couldn't find any loopholes. The only doubt now is that we Kimchi don't have those eighteen powerful knights at all."

Mr. Han's men were confused.

"What do you want to say? If we have such a person, will the sword be taken away by China?"

"Oops!!!"

Mr. Han realized it immediately!

"It's Hua Xia, it's Jiang Yi who is causing trouble!"

"We, the Great Kimchi Country, have actually become the ones taking the blame!"

Mr. Han quickly recalled some details of the sunset incident in his mind. First, he lost contact with Jin Lingqian, then he was killed by the useless bird man, the sword fell into the hands of a so-called mysterious figure, and then the Eighteen Cavalry provided cover...

Why does all of this seem like a trap?

"Diverting troubles to the east, this is the Chinese people using our tactics of diverting troubles to the east and alienating people!"

Han Yiming, who had a beer belly and wore a big gold chain around his neck, was so upset that he punched the table in the conference room hard.

"Not only did they learn our strategies, they also used my methods and applied them to me!"

"Speak clearly to the sunset people immediately, we are also victims!"

Han Yiming immediately called the phone and told the director of Xitang Station his reasoning.

Unexpectedly, the director of the Xiyang balcony was smoking a big cigarette. He thought this joke was really funny and said sarcastically:

"It's not enough to use three tricks against our Sunset. Do you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife again?"

"Chinese people will shout Long Live Kimchi on the streets at sunset. Do you think I'm a fool?!"

Director Xiyang was furious.

"Everyone said that it was to divert trouble and cause discord. The Chinese people have learned our thirty-six strategies!"

Han Yiming almost cursed.

"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard. According to what you said, the Chinese people fooled all our countries in that game, right?"

"Can a mere host of China Channel think of six strategies to defraud me of Sunset's Sword?"

The president of Xiyitai and Han Yiming were at loggerheads, and the conflict between the two parties invisibly deepened several times during this dispute.

…

The next day, at one o'clock in the afternoon.

In the Yancheng villa.

Jiang Yi had a good sleep. Since killing the useless bird ninja, he felt much better. He was even considering whether to add it to his daily exercise plan?

In this way, if one day Jiang Yi is interviewed and asked about how he usually exercises, he can say: "I practice, and I beat the little... useless bird every day!"

After inviting the previous seniors, Jiang Yi realized that this year, the modern Spring Festival Gala cannot be too dull.

He must find a way to add some meaningful programs and give them to our ancestors to watch!

So, Jiang Yi took out the phone: "Tai Chen, I would like to add a few more programs to this year's Spring Festival Gala. Is it feasible?"

"Additional program?"

Chen Dafa frowned subconsciously.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, but the Spring Festival Gala programs have strict time regulations and rehearsals have to start very early.

Adding them temporarily means eliminating some programs that have already been practiced, which is very unfair to those who have worked hard to prepare for the Spring Festival Gala.

"Yes, but it will not take up the time of the original programs. I will arrange these programs in the time of Collection China."

Jiang Yi already has some arrangements in mind.

"Are you planning to extend the period of collecting Chinese items in the late Spring Festival?"

Chen Dafa quickly understood the implication: "The broadcast time of the Spring Festival Gala Collection China was originally from 10:30 to 11:30. This is already regarded as the finale program. Once the time is overtime, some programs will have to be squeezed forward."

"I want to add it later."

Jiang Yi said sternly: "If possible, I would like to broadcast it in the late spring period from 10:30 to 12:30."

Jiang Yi hopes that the collection of China Dialogue in the Late Spring Festival can last longer.

Because there are many characters to talk to, and these ancestors already know him, Jiang Yi does not need to deliberately go to ancient times.

In modern times, there is no limit to his existence time, and it can be completely lengthened.

Letting more than a dozen ancestors chat for just one hour would seem to be too stingy of our descendants.

Then I think about our ancestors planning to prepare some programs for our future generations. This is a real linkage across time and space, and we must not let go of the chain.

After all, he can't say to his ancestors when they plan to provide some programs for future generations: Sorry, ancestors, we descendants don't have enough time for you, right?

It doesn't matter to others that they are just actors in a show, but in Jiang Yi's eyes, those are real ancestors!
Chapter completed!