Chapter 3122 Feng Wutian

The night is getting darker and the wind is cold in Japan.

On the mountain road leading to the Imperial Mountain in the suburbs of Tokyo, Abe Ichiro, who had handled state affairs, squeezed out a trace of free time. Looking at the attack report from the Fireworks Garden, Shanchuan Fazi suddenly went crazy and hurt people. Five militants died on the spot, making the eve of the wedding add blood.

Fortunately, Ruma Ruma Ruma was finally sent to the hospital by Shankawa. Ichiro Abe has always been suspicious and worried. Although it was not the first time that Shankawa Ruma had been crazy and hurt people, he still frowned slightly when something happened at this critical moment, and then quickly searched for information about a couple of newcomers.

Yamakawa Yoshiki was accompanying the hospital. He left the hospital after the latter's condition stabilized and continued to return to Ru Fireworks Garden to busy wedding trivial matters. But Kitaruyan stayed in the garden to handle the scene. Everything was as normal as ever, which made Abe Ichiro's sharp eyes ease.

"Treat the method so well, it turns out that the brother-sister love is deep!"

When Abe Ichiro looked through the information again and saw that Shankawa did not let others hurt his sister, not only did Shankawa kill five subordinates on his face show anger, but instead showed an indescribable appreciation: "Such a man with affection and responsibility can bear the heavy responsibility of the country."

The middle-aged woman next to her nodded: "He is really good at the method!"

Abe Ichiro slowly closed the information: "I really hope that the information is wrong. The mountains and rivers are really worthless. In this way, I can let him take over my shift and leave this position without regrets!" The German frame-up made Abe Ichiro begin to bear internal pressure.

Although the Japanese official united and insisted that Jin Ge and his actions were personal grudges and had nothing to do with Ichiro Abe, the Japanese opposition party blasted Abe Ichiro without hesitation at the internal meeting. Even if it was not the latter's instigation, they would have the responsibility of being insulted and should have resigned.

This made Abe Ichiro feel a crisis and also made him consider a successor.

The middle-aged woman obviously knew what he was thinking about, and her voice came out softly: "Prime Minister Don't worry, no matter whether the mountains and rivers have water or not, Japan will not have any variables. Now the system has long allowed Japan to operate calmly in the face of a heinous crisis, so the Prime Minister does not need to worry about the future."

The middle-aged woman spoke incisively: "The most urgent thing is to identify whether he is true or false!" She breathed out: "I used to think that there might be misunderstandings in the information, but after all, it is a bit difficult to accept Shanchuan Yiqing's fake, but now it seems that Shanchuan Yiqing is indeed a bit strange."

She turned her head and looked at Abe Ichiro who was listening: "Although he calmly dealt with all his acquaintances and relatives, he could still talk about the past ten or twenty years, and his words and deeds were clear, but I found that he was very careful about his food and drink, and I could not obtain his DNA."

DNA, DNA!

The middle-aged woman who once surrounded Shangguan Yue in Berlin had a look of solemnity on her face: "I want to test and do a comparison, but I have never had a chance. Although he and Bei Ruyan had drunk a lot of wine at the club party, they calmly washed the glass they had finished."

When Abe Ichiro coughed gently, a light flashed in his middle-aged woman's eyes: "It seems to be due to tutoring in others, but in my eyes, I am cautious, so I have some reservations about Yamakawa Yoshiki's true identity, at least I tend to pretend to others!"

“The analysis makes sense!”

Abe Ichiro leaned on the seat and looked at the twists and turns in front of him and said lightly: "But there is no need to spend too much energy on him. It will be clear whether it is true or not tomorrow. By the way, what is the situation of Jin Ge and the others? Those are all Japanese warriors, so you must find a way to rescue them."

Hearing these words from his master, he thought of Fenglangjuxu, the middle-aged woman touched the corner of her mouth, and then responded with an ugly expression: "The situation is not very good. Jin Ge and the others were rampant by prison guards and were also violated by severely sentenced prisoners. This can be said to have endured unprecedented shame."

Speaking of this, a hint of sadness appeared on her face: "Although I spent a lot of money to transfer them to a prison with better discipline, the situation is still not optimistic. Germany is a mafia territory. Zhao Heng greets the European Bear King, and Jin Ge and the others will be in a difficult situation!"

"Damn Zhao Heng!"

When Abe Ichiro heard this, a feeling of grief and anger appeared on his face. Obviously, he could imagine the pain that Jin Ge and the others had endured. His fists couldn't help but tighten: "I humiliated our Japanese warriors again and again. One day, no, soon, I will get back ten times a hundred times!"

The four loyal bodyguards, two of them became living dead, and one was thrown into prison and humiliated, which made it difficult for Abe Ichiro, who had always been high, to accept it. However, when his eyes looked ahead with the lights, his anger faded away like a tide, and he returned to two points of calm.

"By the way, what's going on with Bei Ruyi?"

After suppressing the hatred in my heart, Abe Ichiro turned to another important thing and asked in a low voice: "Have she come to Japan? I don't know why, although Bei Ruyan cooperates very well, I always feel that there is something tricky in it, but I didn't find any clues for a while."

The middle-aged woman obviously expected this: "The brother who was following her was discovered by Zhao Heng, and he overturned three cars and killed and injured eight people. However, according to their previous reports, Bei Ruyi, who bought the gift, was coming to Japan to watch the ceremony, and the last brother also confirmed that she was boarding the plane!"

She pulled out a few photos from her phone for Abe Ichiro to check. It was the scene where Kiruyi waved goodbye to Zhao Heng. Abe Ichiro looked at Kiruyi who was walking into the cabin and had an invisible smile on her face: "It's good to come, it's good to come. She's here, and Zhao Heng is not far away."

"Remember, welcome her!"

The middle-aged woman whispered: "I understand!"

The night was getting darker and darker, and the mountain peaks were chilling. When the snowflakes began to circle and fly again, the Prime Minister's convoy slowly stopped in front of a house, at an altitude of 1,500 meters. This height made the house feel like it was in the clouds, and also made the bodyguards who were leaping out of the car door feel the biting chill.

This house is antique, with black bricks and octagonal eaves, covering a large area, and the deep walls are like ancient city walls, making people feel indestructible. On the gate of the yard is hung with two large, refreshing words written on it: Tang Dao!

But there were no people around, and it seemed that no one lived there at all.

The middle-aged woman was slightly stunned: "Prime Minister? Is there a Tang Dao here?" In her impression, the Thirteenth District of Kyoto, where the cherry blossoms are brilliant, is the place where the Tang Dao exists, which symbolizes the Japanese martial arts. There are many children, powerful people, and martial arts culture is blooming, which is known to everyone.

Abe smiled faintly: "This is the birthplace of Tang Dao. Tang Dao was divided into two sects. One wanted to go out to benefit the whole of Japan, and the other sect was pure and had few desires and only wanted to study martial arts. So in the end, 90% of the people went to the Thirteenth District to teach the world of martial arts, but a small number remained here for the Qing Cultivation."

He reached out and stroked his clothes: "Tang Dao of Kyoto's Thirteenth District quickly became famous all over the world for his superb martial arts skills and became a holy place for warriors in Japan and even the world; and because it is firmly guarded by the mountains, it has no popularity or stunning display. Over time, it has been forgotten by people and even fellow disciples!"

"But I know that there are strong people here that are hard to imagine!"

When the middle-aged women were breathing slightly, Ichiro Abe patted his clothes and crawled out, looking around at the old house where there was no sign of people: "This is a senate where Tang Dao does not care about the world. It is full of national treasures and one of the best decision-making masters."

He exhaled a long breath, and although there were no people around him, it still made people feel dangerous: "Although my identity is noble, it is worthless in their eyes. No matter what I do, you should not dissuade me. Even if I lose my dignity, you should not say anything more."

"Did you understand what I said?"

The middle-aged woman and the others responded together: "Yes!"

Abe Ichiro stepped forward with a respectful expression and reached out to knock on the thick wooden door. No one responded. He knocked a few more times, but no one responded. He pushed the door with his hand and slowly opened. Abe Ichiro hesitated for a moment and led his subordinates to step in quietly.

There were lights and winds in the house, but no one was seen. Looking at the deep deep house, the middle-aged woman and the others felt a little nervous. Abe Ichiro stepped forward and just walked more than 20 meters away when he suddenly heard a strange voice from behind: "Who are you...?"

The middle-aged woman's hair stood up, and the person behind her appeared without a trace of sound. She subconsciously wanted to draw the gun but was stopped. Abe Ichiro and the others slowly turned around. Behind them, a woman dressed in a ninja appeared, with a long knife on her back.

At this moment, her eyes were sharply staring at several people. Abe Ichiro's face raised a smile and he bowed slightly to respond: "I'm rude. I am Ichiro Abe Ichiro, the Prime Minister of Japan. Today I came to see Mingde Yun Chang. He and I are old friends. Please inform me!"

"Prime Minister of Japan? Okay, I'll say to Uncle Mingde!"

The woman with a knife turned her head and looked at Abe Ichiro. Her voice was mechanically unemotional, without any tone, and it sounded very strange. When her long hair walked over, she brought a fragrance, and a bodyguard's eyes were unnaturally staring at the plump and perky breasts.

The woman carrying a knife did not walk too far. When Abe Ichiro and his friends were about to disappear, she bowed slightly to a small attic, and then said loudly: "Uncle Mingde, a guest is visiting." Then she disappeared and didn't know where she was rushing.

The middle-aged women and the others all sighed that this is the master.

"Swoosh!"

As the woman with a knife reported, the closed attics around her were all open, and more than ten figures flashed like ghosts, and the thunder was pressing against her aura that was beyond ordinary people's imagination. Abe Ichiro and the others immediately felt a strong aura, pressing on their chests like a huge rock.

The indescribable suffocation choked everyone's throat!

"Get out! This is Mr. Abe, the guest!"

When the middle-aged women subconsciously pressed the gun bag again, a hoarse voice came slowly. With this sentence, the suppressed momentum suddenly disappeared without a trace. The middle-aged women touched their chests, covered in cold sweat, and took a long breath.

They looked around after absent. In the shadow of the pale light, more than ten middle-aged men and women stood around in a mess, dressed in different ways, but not abrupt. They were looking at Abe and others with curious eyes, obviously feeling surprised that the Prime Minister appeared here.

Then, a hoarse voice came from the end: "Abe, why are you here today? You should know my personality and don't like to turn around. If you have any questions, just say it. We are practicing meditation these days, and your visit has already disturbed us a lot."

"Mr. Mingde, I'm sorry, we are so angry!"

Abe Ichiro was obviously familiar with the other party's voice, and he was not angry with the other party's rudeness. Instead, he knelt on the ground with a thump. When the middle-aged woman saw the situation, she also knelt on the ground with a plop. Abe Ichiro shouted loudly: "It's just a forced one to come!"

"Please save Japan!"

As always, Abe Ichiro was weak: "The strong enemy of Japan, Zhao Heng, has continuously shamelessly attacked Japan. Tang Dao's son Fenglangjuxu was beaten to death by him one after another, and Jin Ge was also thrown into prison and humiliated by him. He also came to Japan to attack us. His methods were cruel and ruthless!"

He put away his former iron blood: "Abe has limited ability and is restricted by political enemies, so he cannot use his full strength. Therefore, facing the tragic situation in Japan in the future, Abe Ichiro begs Mr. Abe to take action and kill the land of Japan with a thousand-year-old butcher Zhao Heng, so that thousands of people can be spared from suffering."

After listening to Abe Ichiro's narration, more than ten people present became silent, and the middle-aged women and the others were even more afraid to speak. The air was quite silent for a while. After a long time, a hoarse voice came faintly: "We have rules, we have studied martial arts and practiced martial arts, and did not care about the world."

The wind and snow fell from the air circling, and Mingde Yunchang threw out the voice of the people present: "Abe Ichiro, although I have a little friendship with you, I have received official protection before, so that Tang Dao can be quiet, but it seems that he should not come to us for murder and arson, right?"

"Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country!"

Abe straightened his body again and said earnestly: "The life and death of Japan is only on the front line now. Zhao Heng will soon deal with Moscow and take revenge on Japan. I really have no choice but to rely on all the experts. Please do not shirk it and save the Japanese government and citizens!"

"Please!"

"Tang Dao dared to hurt Zhao Heng,"

At this moment, a person flashed in and a sound floated in:

"Feng Wutian slaughtered the entire Senate!"
Chapter completed!