In the living room, there were several people sitting cross-legged in front of a table, which was a typical kneeling position in the island country. However, looking around, there were not all island people. There were also a few people who were obviously Chinese people, who were sitting in front of the table in the living room, drinking and talking, and seemed to be very unhappy.

"Mr. Matsushita, I heard that Zhao Xiaohan is back?" Next to him, a man in black samurai looked at Matsushita Noha next to him and asked. It can be seen that in the eyes of these people, Matsushita Noha seems to have a high status. After hearing the man in samurai, Matsushita Noha nodded and said, "Yes, Zhao Xiaohan is back and has rein charge of the underground forces of the Su family in Yanjing. I don't know why, why did Mr. Death never attack him?"

"Mr. Panasonic, the Chinese are too cunning, we should not believe them." The man in warriors seemed to have no good feelings for the Chinese. As he spoke, there was a hint of contempt on his face, but when he said this, a young man suddenly stood up and slapped the man in warriors with a "slap" sound on the face: "Please remember that this is the territory of China. It is not in your island country. On the land of China, there will be no good end to say bad things about the Chinese. This is the first time. I will spare you and give you a small lesson. The second time, if I hear you dare to say bad things about the Chinese, I will kill you."

"Baga!" When the slap was slapped on the face, the man in the warrior suddenly became angry. He stood up and pulled out his own samurai sword from his waist. Looking at the man in the warrior's sword drawing, the young man chuckled and drew a small dagger from his cuff. He looked at the man in the warrior with contempt and sneered: "Do you think you have my sword fast?"

Seeing the two people's battle about to break out, Matsushita Nori quickly smiled and smoothed out the scene. He reached out and gently pulled the young man's sleeve, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, don't be angry, Liuyun Jun is not very good at speaking. If you have a lot of them, don't bother with him."

After the words came, Notho Matsushita looked at the samurai man on the other side and scolded him sternly: "Jun Liuyun, sit down and say less."

Mr. Zhao, when he heard Mr. Zhao's words, he looked at the so-called Mr. Zhao. It didn't matter if he wasn't a white horse, Zhao Zilong, who was it? On the other side, there was a familiar young man. His surname was Zhao, but he was Zhao Xiaolong.

"Remember, this is China, not an island country." When Zhao Zilong said this with a cold face, he sat at the table again. This time, he came here not because he was willing to cooperate with these island people, but because he was only given the instructions of another person. Otherwise, he would not have come here. Deep in his heart, he had always had an annoying attitude towards the island people.

When he heard Zhao Zilong's words, Liuyun Jun instinctively wanted to refute, but when he was about to speak, he was stared fiercely by Matsushita Nori, and could only shut his mouth helplessly, but a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhao Zilong, if you face Zhao Xiaohan, how sure is it to win?" When both of you were no longer angry, Matsushita Yeshi finally spoke. After hearing Matsushita Yeshita's voice, Zhao Zilong frowned deeply and said, "I don't know, I have never fought with him. Maybe I won, maybe he won."

"Aren't you the top three in the legendary list of Heavenly List, the white horse, Zhao Zilong?" Matsushita Yehe was a little suspicious and incredible about Zhao Zilong's words. He didn't expect that Zhao Xiaohan had become so powerful. After Matsushita Yehe's voice fell, Zhao Zilong suddenly stood up, lowered his head and looked at Matsushita Yehe and said, "Sorry, Mr. Matsushita, you may have misunderstood what I mean. My purpose here is very simple, that is, to replace another person, not for your use, do you understand? As long as I live one day, I will not be able to cooperate with the islanders. Thank you for your hospitality, goodbye."

After the words came, Zhao Zilong turned around and left. Seeing that Zhao Zilong was not giving any face, Matsushita Yehe's face suddenly became ugly. Similarly, the faces of several island people around him also became ugly. Liuyunjun moved his gesture and was about to attack Zhao Zilong. However, before he could set off, Zhao Zilong had already jumped into the air. Before he could react to what was going on, the dagger in Zhao Zilong's hand had already landed on his neck: "I said, you must be as fast as me."

"Mr. Zhao stopped!" When he saw Zhao Zilong's dazzling action, Matsushita Yetun suddenly panicked and hurriedly reached out to stop Zhao Zilong's action: "Mr. Zhao, don't be angry, harmony is the most important thing, harmony is the most important thing."

"Next time, put your mouth clean." Zhao Zilong glanced at Liu Yunjun fiercely, took back the dagger in his hand, turned around and left. Looking at Zhao Zilong's gradually disappearing figure, Liu Yunjun's back was already wet, full of cold sweat. After a long time, Liu Yunjun's face finally became normal: "Mr. Matsushita, Zhao Zilong cannot be used by me, so I can't leave him."

"Don't worry, sooner or later, I will kill him." At this moment, a strong murderous intent flashed across Norima Matsushita's face: "But it's not now."

From beginning to end, Zhao Xiaolong could see and hear everything clearly from beginning to end. However, from beginning to end, he had never said a word, but he had a rough understanding of everyone's personality and the potential weakness in everyone's heart.

"Okay, let's talk about other issues next." A few seconds later, Norima Matsushita sat down, raised a glass of sake in his hand, and started chatting with everyone again with a smile. However, what he didn't know was that everything that happened in the room just now was another eye watching, from beginning to end, and he could see clearly every detail, including everyone's expression, everyone's movements, and even their eyelashes blinking movements.

Of course, this person is nothing else, just Zhao Xiaohan, who is hiding on a big tree in the living room. At this time, he was sitting on a branch with his feet raised, leaning on a branch with his back on it leisurely, holding a cigarette in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time, it was really not too relaxed, but his face was not at all relaxed, but his expression became more and more serious.

Zhao Zilong also participated. When he saw Zhao Zilong appearing, a trace of doubt flashed in Zhao Xiaohan's eyes, but Zhao Zilong's performance next made Zhao Xiaohan laugh. It has to be said that Zhao Zilong's performance this time was still very similar to his appetite.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhao Xiaohan threw down the cigarette butt in his hand, and his body floated gently, and then floated down from the tree. When he stepped on the ground with his toes, he suddenly saw two figures coming from the door. When he saw these two figures, Zhao Xiaohan hurriedly jumped, jumped onto the tree again, and hid.

"Ghost Hand, do you really not think about it?" In front of him was a mysterious man in a black robe, emitting a cold breath all over his body. In this dark night, he couldn't even see his face clearly. Beside him was a man who looked extremely sloppy, with messy hair, sighing stubble, and flip-flops on his feet. He walked swaying, giving people a feeling of being cool.

"No need to think about it, I won't cooperate with you." The sloppy man shook his head gently and walked forward swayingly. However, when he walked to the tree and saw the red cigarette butts under his feet, his brows frowned suddenly and seemed to have raised his head inadvertently. Just as he raised his head, Zhao Xiaohan on the tree couldn't help but tremble. Yes, when he saw this sloppy man, he was so surprised and incredible. This sloppy man was no one else, but the salty coach who was the ultimate in the driving school that he wanted to train people to go home and sell sweet potatoes.

"What's wrong with you, ghost hand?" When he saw Coach Xian stop, the man in the black robe sounded a little cold. After hearing the man in the black robe, Coach Xian shook his head gently, said nothing was wrong and continued to walk forward. Looking at Coach Xian's thoughtful look, the man in the black robe subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the tree, but no suspiciousness occurred. When he lowered his head, he still found no suspiciousness on the ground.
Chapter completed!