The two Jie Peng people were undoubtedly very disgusted, but they obviously had important things to do when they came to Zurich. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to swallow their anger.
Of course, Qi Dingxian hopes that the other party won't bear it. Even if he doesn't kill anyone on the pretext of self-defense, he might still be able to extort a sum of money!
After Yamamoto Yosuke and Tojo Iseki walked out of the airport, they got directly into a black car with dark film.
In foreign countries, cars are rarely filmed, and often only gangsters like to apply dark-colored films.
"How's it going? How's the investigation going?" Tojo Jishoku lit a cigar and asked calmly after getting in the car.
"Tōjo-kun, we have investigated clearly and the photo album is in the hands of a guy named Sebastian."
"He stored the photo album in Swiss Bank. We negotiated several times but could not get him to hand over the photo album."
In the car, a young man with an obviously mixed-race face was responding to Tojo Rock's question.
Tojo Jushi nodded and said, "What does he plan to do with that photo album?"
The young man said: "He didn't say, he only said that this is a relic of his ancestors and would not be handed over to outsiders. However, I found that he seemed to be in contact with people from the Chinese Embassy and seemed to want to donate the album to China for free.
country!"
Yamamoto Yosuke's face darkened and he said: "You must not let the photo album be sent to the hands of the Chinese people, otherwise, these despicable Chinese people will inevitably make up all kinds of stories to frame us and our ancestors.
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The young man couldn't help but said curiously: "Tōjo-kun, how come this Sebastian has such a photo album in his hand?"
Tojo Jushi took a long puff of his cigar, then exhaled the thick smoke and said slowly: "His ancestors are Germanic. At the beginning, the Germanic country had a very good relationship with our country and were allies. Therefore, these photos should be
This was taken by his ancestor in Jianye!"
"That means that back then, our ancestors were indeed..." the young man said with a pale face.
"Asshole, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yamamoto Yosuke became furious and slapped him across the face, "Back then, our ancestors were trying to lead the backward countries to prosper together, but some stupid and backward things have been blocking our good intentions.
, I had no choice but to kill someone."
What Yosuke Yamamoto said is also the mainstream of today’s Jie Pengguo history classes. They whitewash Jie Pengguo’s brutal crimes and go to great lengths to whitewash them.
Tojo Jushi calmly said: "We must get this photo album. In order to ensure everything is safe, I will ask Mr. Wushen."
God of War, Miyamoto Tide.
It is said that he is a descendant of Miyamoto Musashi.
At night, Tojo found the person he was looking for next to the Zurich Canal. He was a strong man in his forties with some white hair on his temples. He was holding a wooden knife in his hand, standing in the canal.
side, volleying in an orderly manner.
"Your Majesty the God of War!" Tojo Dashi walked up to Miyamoto Shishio and bowed.
"God of War? I don't deserve these two words!"
"Otherwise, I would not have left Jipeng and gone thousands of miles away to Northern Europe."
After hearing this title, Miyamoto Shishio showed a hint of disdain on his face. After a gentle smile, he shook his head helplessly.
Tojo Jushi said: "I came to see you this time to ask you for a favor."
Miyamoto Shishio said: "I only pursue the supreme swordsmanship, and I am not in the mood to help you."
Tojo Jushi said: "If you don't help me with this, if the matter cannot be done, then our entire Jiepeng Kingdom will be humiliated, and our ancestors will be completely discredited, and there will be no room for improvement!"
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When Miyamoto Shishio heard this, he couldn't help but pause slightly with the wooden sword in his hand, and then he gently swung the wooden sword down.
At this moment, the Tojo boulder had an illusion, as if after Miyamoto Tide's knife fell, the entire canal was fixed by the temperament of the knife. The water stopped flowing and the waves stopped rolling...
This is the same thing as the fist intention, the sword intention, which can affect people's spirit and senses.
"Why?" Miyamoto Shishio asked.
"That is a photo album. It is composed of hundreds of photos that a Germanic man personally took in Jianye City, China." Tojo said with a solemn expression.
After hearing this, Miyamoto Shishio couldn't help but be startled, then shook his head helplessly and laughed, saying: "They did the bad things themselves, but they have future generations to wipe their butts."
Tojo Jushi said bitterly: "Those are our ancestors after all, and we should protect their reputation."
Miyamoto Shishio seemed so helpless even when he sighed, and he said: "Okay, I'll help you one last time. If this happens again in the future, don't bother me!"
Tojo Jushi was pleasantly surprised. He bowed again at 90 degrees and said, "Thank you, Lord Martial God!"
Miyamoto Shitide said: "You can go, I want to continue practicing my sword."
Tojo Jushi didn't dare to talk to Miyamoto Shishio. After bowing, he immediately retreated. Since he had the other party's promise to take action, he didn't need to worry too much.
"Miyamoto-dono's swordsmanship is getting more and more terrifying. That move just now made me feel as if the entire Zurich Canal was almost at a standstill." Tojo Dashi thought to himself, feeling shocked and horrified.
After Miyamoto Shishio waited for the people to leave, he held a wooden knife in both hands, with the tip of the knife facing forward, with his eyes closed, as if he was feeling something.
After a while, he sighed and murmured: "It's still not enough... Even with such power, it's still not strong enough!"
He opened his eyes and happened to see a man and a woman walking along the other side of the river.
And the man seemed to have noticed him practicing his sword, and looked at him more.
"That man is so strange. Why does he use a wooden knife?"
The man and woman walking along the river bank were none other than Qi Dangxian and Xiang Dongqing. After having dinner, the two walked along the Zurich Canal and happened to encounter the Miyamoto tide.
Qi Dingxian shrugged and said: "Ask me, who should I ask? Maybe you are afraid that if you use a real knife in a public place, you will be troubled by the sirs?"
Xiang Dongqing said: "Oh...that makes sense."
The two of them did not stay on the opposite side of Miyamoto's tide for more than half a second and continued walking forward.
"So, how is this person's kung fu?" Xiang Dongqing asked.
"In front of me, I'm afraid he won't even have the chance to draw his sword." Qi Dingxian responded pretentiously.
Xiang Dongqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled disdainfully, obviously thinking that this guy was bragging.
Miyamoto Shishio's ear was also extraordinary, so he naturally heard the young man's boastful words. He smiled at it and didn't care at all.
He had heard too many similar arrogances, but such opponents would often hate him in front of him.
This is just a big talk that a young man uses to make girls happy. Why should he care about it?