"In a simple way, I have carefully checked the whole process several times and there will be no problems."
"Don't you want to be the Lord of the Tai clan?"
In the monitoring room, Sarutobi Dabo looked at Ping Zhongdu with a confused look on his face, and his expression was extremely complicated.
He knelt directly in front of Su Mu.
Not only did he kneel, but he also knelt extremely thoroughly.
He even sold Ping Zhongdu cleanly according to Su Mu's instructions.
But he didn't expect that Su Mu would take action so quickly.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Ping Zhongdu's decline.
Sarutobi Dabo's reaction was very painful.
This is no longer a question of whether there is a turning back or not.
This is a big road.
In any case, if you fight for your life, you have to work hard for Su Mu.
Ping Zhongdu's expression is also very strange.
It seems very angry.
It seems very frightened again.
Finally, he looked a little bit like he was burning.
Sarutobi Daibo saw his reaction completely and had some thoughts in his mind.
Whether it is Iga or Koga, the two major ninja schools actually originate from Chinese martial arts.
Of course, for the orthodox Chinese martial arts, this is the way of the side.
The surname Sarutobi has a long history.
Is hundreds of years of inheritance a joke?
He, Sarutobi Daibo, is the leader of a genre. Do you really think he is a good person?
There is nothing lacking in means, strength, and IQ.
Although the identity of the Orange Palace is perfect, relying on his calm and even faint contempt in front of His Majesty, Sarutobi will never guess Su Mu's identity anymore and there is no need to mess around.
Who in Japan dares to do this in front of His Emperor?
Who dares not afford to do His Majesty?
Just kidding.
Heishi and Genji, didn't dare.
A mascot is a mascot, but when it is time to respect it, you still have to respect it honestly.
Overhead, not flattening.
Japan's strict hierarchy system does not allow aristocrats to experience such inferior and superior situations.
This is the fundamental.
With all kinds of speculations, Sarutobi Dabao is actually almost about to reveal Su Mu's identity.
But he can't say it.
But things can be done.
He was targeted by the former sect leader country in the west and the world's number one powerhouse today. Amelica's father could not save Japan.
What's more, the Shintoism's top-secret emperor imprisonment plan has been seen through.
Sarutobi Dabao didn't expect that he guessed Su Mu's identity, but completely misunderstood the reason why Su Mu appeared.
Damn, I'm not interested in getting involved in the mess in Japan, okay?
Is it okay that I am forced to open business?
Thinking of Su Mu's promise, Sarutobi Dabao couldn't help swallowing hard.
Ping Zhongdu had already calmed down at this time.
The two of them looked at me, and I looked at you, and they both saw the burning heat deep in each other's eyes.
Su Mu’s promise is too tempting.
Sarutobi Daibo's words made Hirachido a little guilty.
"Da Baosang, please tell me, Orange-like...!"
Sarutobi Dabao pondered for a long time before he said slowly:
"I can only say that his identity is unattainable, and even before His Majesty, he is completely equal."
Ping Zhongdu's face suddenly changed.
This sentence is very obvious.
He glanced at Sarutobi Daibo and found that he had completely returned to his previous indifference. He immediately did not dare to ask anything again:
"I'm just worried that if this matter is leaked, our fate will be extremely miserable."
"What are you afraid of?"
Sarutobi Dabo said coldly:
"From another perspective, isn't this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"
Ping Zhongdu actually guessed Su Mu's identity.
The other party obviously has a different background, and it is probably the guy next to him who really has terrifying status and authority.
"Da Baosang, that Orange Palace must have made any different promises to you, right?"
Sarutobi Dabao smiled coldly, and as he looked at Hiratsuki's eyes flashing, a hint of murderous aura appeared on his face:
"In simple terms, some things are not something you can ask. Just do what the Orange Palace tells you. You don't have to be too careful about other things. We are sharing life and death now. Do you understand?"
Ping Zhongdu sighed:
"Okay, I get it, but there is Hiramatsuhiro...!"
Sarutobi Daibo glanced at Hei Tadato, and the meaning was very obvious.
Ping Zhongdu suddenly felt a fire in his heart.
He wants to vent!
He wants to kill someone.
Pingzhengsheng!!
I have to watch Ping Zhengsheng cut off his caesarean in front of everyone!
At the same time, tokyo Roppongi.
Songyue Pavilion.
Yuren Kishita lies on the tatami.
There was a knock on the door outside, and he didn't get up, and said lazily:
"Come in."
"Yourenjun, the person you are waiting for is here."
The boss of Songyueting, Aoi, dressed very grandly today, and stood at the door with respect.
After turning sideways, someone comes in.
After the visitor came in, he glanced at Yuto Kinoshita, but stopped talking.
Yoto Kinoshita nodded, and Aoi immediately stepped down.
He then stood up, looked at the person in front of him with a smile, and smiled softly:
"Mijing, I heard that you were in the Demon Capital of China not long ago...haha!"
"Baga!!"
Hideo Mitsui's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked at Yuto Kinoshita with a ferocious look:
"Do you dare to humiliate me?"
“Isn’t what I said true?”
Yuto Kinoshita curled his lips lightly:
"Hideosuan, the nobles in Kanto and Kansai are now quietly discussing this matter. Can your heir to the chaebol be kept?"
Hideo Mitsui's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He stared at Yuto Kishita in a slight and his fingers were already white.
That's right.
He's finished.
The most noble young man in Japan is in the Demon City. Not only is he scared by others, but he is still like a dog, and he is afraid to go out on the ground.
Not to mention being as powerful as the Mitsui chaebol, even an ordinary noble family would definitely not be able to withstand such humiliation.
What Hideo Mitsui should do is kneel down in public and apologize.
In this way, the shame on him can be washed away.
But he didn't have the courage.
He couldn't bear to die.
The hatred for Su Mu also made him endure endless humiliation and survive with shame.
If it weren't for this, Yuto Kinoshita wanted to see him, he wouldn't have given him face at all.
Yuto Kinoshita is nothing.
Just an intelligence broker.
So what if the Prime Minister wants to greet him with a smile?
The most valuable thing to bring Japan is politicians.
"Did you humiliate me when you come to me?"
Hideo Mitsui was not an ordinary person. She quickly calmed down and stared at Yuto Kishita gloomyly, saying coldly:
"Even if I am a betrayal dog now, if I want to kill you, I will just kill a dog."
Yuto Kinoshita smiled lightly, not taking the other party's threat to heart:
"I have a way to help you not only continue to be the heir of the chaebol, but also... take revenge."
Hideo Mitsui jumped up in an instant.
He stared at Yuto Kishita, and two blood lights ejaculated in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other party.
Then, he knelt down at Yuru Kinoshita with a thud.