After the roar, a half-bald middle-aged man in a suit and tie came quickly.
When they saw the person in front of them, all the security guards and the front desk were completely dumbfounded. They regretted it so much that they wanted to slap themselves to death.
At the same time, Fang Lin also took a brief look at the person who came. He was about 1.7 meters tall and a little on the plump side. His facial features were not outstanding, but his eyes were bright and his steps were extremely light.
Judging from his appearance, he is basically the same as a Chinese passerby, but upon closer inspection, he can indeed be regarded as a rare master.
"I'm sorry, my friend didn't act lightly or harshly."
When the other person came to him with a smile and stretched out his hand, Fang Lin shook hands with the other person politely and smiled slightly.
"Mr. Fang is so polite. I have really admired you for a long time. When I heard the news of your arrival, I was so excited that I hurried downstairs to greet you, so I forgot to say hello to you.
I will definitely punish these ignorant guys severely.
I should apologize for causing you any trouble.
The leader is waiting for you in the office, please come to me."
After bowing deeply to express his apology, Yamamoto Motoxi politely extended his hand to ask Fang Lin to walk in front of him, and guided him all the way forward.
"Everyone is only responsible for their own work. Please give Mr. Yamamoto some face. Why don't we exempt them from punishment? Otherwise, if this gets out, everyone won't be able to say that I, Fang Lin, have a small belly and chicken intestines?"
Originally not intending to be an enemy to anyone, Fang Lin suddenly stopped and looked at everyone and said very frankly.
"Why don't you thank Mr. Fang quickly?
If Mr. Fang hadn't interceded for you, the president would definitely not have let you go."
After smiling knowingly, Yamamoto Benxi's face suddenly darkened and he scolded everyone.
"Thank you very much Mr. Fang for your kindness."
"Pfft... Fortunately, Mr. Fang is kind-hearted, otherwise we would really have to die this time."
"Yes! What a blessing among misfortunes.
Speaking of which, Mr. Fang is so amazing that he even knows when Secretary Yamamoto enters the elevator. This is so unbelievable that it’s hard to believe!”
"Even the beauties around me are so powerful, this Mr. Fang must be even more powerful. Fortunately, our brothers are lucky.
If you encounter this kind of situation in the future, it’s better to be patient, otherwise you won’t even know how to die.”
As everyone expressed their sincere thanks, Fang and Lin walked into the elevator together. Everyone immediately let out a long sigh of relief, and their admiration for Fang Lin and their desire to go to the market were instantly palpable.
Fang Lin learned from Yamamoto Motoxi that when he learned the news of his arrival, Kosaka Jiro was in a meeting.
After he informed him of the news via text message, Kosaka Jiro immediately canceled the meeting temporarily and had already arranged for someone to prepare good tea in the office.
Although Fang Lin felt flattered by the Iga faction's enthusiasm, it did not make him lose his mind.
Fang Lin knew very well that the more passionate sugar-coated bullets, the more dangerous they were than the straight-forward real swords and guns.
The fact that the Iga faction has made it this far is certainly not bad in terms of force, strategy and intelligence.
It was impossible for them not to associate the death of Kosaka Tenxiong with themselves, and their previous actions were not like allies, so Fang Lin had to be on guard against them.
Under the enthusiastic leadership of Yamamoto Motoxi, Fang Lin soon met Iga leader Kosaka Jiro himself in a luxurious office of several hundred square meters.
I am obviously a few years younger than the photos circulated by the outside world and Fang Lin imagined. At the age of twenty-four, I am over 1.9 meters tall, and my figure is very strong and well-proportioned. Under the simple black shirt, I can clearly see the strong figure.
Eight pack abs.
Coupled with his refined facial features and fashionable back hairstyle, at first glance, he looks like a typical rich, handsome type.
However, looking at his appearance, Fang Lin was even more surprised by the fact that Kosaka Jiro's strength had at least reached the Jonin level.
In terms of China's classification of the strength of warriors, Kosaka Jiro's strength has reached the heaven level.
For such a young man, he is definitely a top-notch genius.
"Mr. Fang is here in a grand way. I didn't go out to greet him. I'm really sorry. Please take a seat quickly.
You saved my grandmother's illness. I should have come to thank you in person.
But the club really has too much work during this period, so it has been delayed. I’m really sorry.”
As soon as he saw Fang Lin, Kosaka Jiro immediately greeted him warmly and spoke in Chinese with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Kosaka, you're too polite. It's just a small effort, nothing worth mentioning.
I really didn’t expect that Mr. Kosaka, who is young and promising, can speak Chinese so fluently, which is really admirable.”
Fang Lin also followed suit and said haha.
"Compared with Mr. Fang, my little ability is nothing.
By the way, Mr. Yamamoto, please arrange for the best Chinese restaurant in Kyoto. I will not go back without getting drunk with Mr. Fang at noon."
"President, don't worry, I have already made arrangements.
Let’s talk first, I still have some trivial matters to deal with, please call me anytime if you need anything.”
After politely bowing deeply to the three of them, Yamamoto Motoxi stepped out very wisely.
Although Fang Lin knew that there must be something not innocent behind Kosaka Jiro's enthusiasm, he did not reject his kindness.
Because in his heart, he still came with the good wish to cooperate sincerely with the Iga faction.
"Fang Xing came here in person this time, there must be something important, right?
Now that my grandmother has agreed to cooperate, I, Kosaka Jiro, am also very happy.
We will all be friends from now on, Mr. Fang said bluntly, if there is anything we can do to help, Iga faction will do our best."
After a warm conversation, Kosaka Jiro immediately went straight to the topic and spoke quickly.
"Mr. Kosaka should be familiar with the Chinese restaurant on Houde Street, right?
According to the employees inside, they killed me only after following your orders.
Moreover, there is a superior named Mr. Ning who directly directs the operation, but it is an asset of the Koga faction. Can Mr. Kosaka give me an explanation?"
In order to test the opponent's mind, Fang Lin was not polite and went straight to the point.
"To be honest, Mr. Fang, that was not an order from me, Jiro Kosaka, but an order from the General's Office.
That Mr. Ning is also from the General's Mansion. I wonder if Mr. Fang is still satisfied with this explanation?
You also know that we from the Iga faction are just retainers of the Shogun's palace.
Those are indeed the undercover agents I arranged in the Koga faction, but they dare not disobey the orders of the General's Office."
Because they suspected that his father's death was closely related to Fang Lin, the Iga faction had already done a lot of research on Fang Lin's information.
Knowing that he has the ability to make people tell the truth, the identification of those employees will definitely not be false. Obviously, denying it is tantamount to a slap in the face.
So Kosaka Jiro didn't beat around the bush and answered directly.
"What about Su Xiaomeng's whereabouts?
Does Mr. Kosaka know?"
Fang Lin pressed forward step by step without thinking.
