Xiong Jie, Dazu, landed in Su Mu in five hours, so he naturally arranged everything.
Both of them were ulterior motives at the beginning and had the intention of using each other.
But after seeing Su Mu's strength, Dazu Xiong Jie knelt on the spot.
Neon people seem to have a kind of servility towards Westerners.
It is clearly an Asian country, but it does not recognize its identity and insists on rushing to the West.
When Amelica lost two nuclear bombs back then, not only did they not arouse their hatred, but even licked them endlessly, crying and calling them dad.
This is not the case, nor is there any previous national destiny battle with China.
Su Mu was able to make a group of Western men obey the rules. In the eyes of Dazu Xiong, that was an amazing existence.
He is not stupid, but he is extremely smart.
Longqi Langgen's attitude towards Su Mu is no longer a relationship between subordinates and bosses.
It's closer to the servant to the master.
This is really scary.
Westerners have always emphasized the so-called equality of everyone, and even aristocrats cannot easily make people slaves or servants.
Therefore, Su Mu, the Orange Palace, naturally had an extremely mysterious color on his body.
I'm afraid this Orange Palace has a status that is much more than what I imagined.
Longqi Langgen and a group of people were decisive in killing and ruthless in their actions, but extremely self-disciplined.
This is clearly the most elite special forces in the West.
How powerful is this Orange Palace?
So as soon as he got ashore, he immediately used his biggest trump card.
Su Mu followed this small pool into the VIP private room.
The private room is not big, only more than one hundred square meters.
There is a gambling table in the middle, and there are small salons on both sides.
"Please please!"
Xiaochi Su Mu walked through the VIP private room.
There is a dim corridor at the door.
Then came to another door.
The expression on Xiaochi's face became even more respectful than when he saw Su Mu. Even when he was ten meters away from the door, he began to bend down.
Using the small steps that Japanese women used, they gently came to the door, and then reached out and knocked on the door.
Twist, Twist!
A low voice immediately came from the room.
There is a strong nasal sound in its majesty.
"Enter."
Kochi respectfully pushed open the door.
In front of me is a typical Japanese and Japanese room.
At first glance, it is extremely simple and elegant.
There were reed mats on the ground, there was nothing, just a short coffee table, and then a futon was placed opposite the door.
A woman wearing a wide black kimono but with a beautiful baby face, kneeled at the door with her eyebrows down.
The woman was stuck in two samurai swords, one long and one short.
Su Mu knew very well about the so-called samurai culture in Japan.
Now there is no so-called Bushido in Japan.
But in that so-called noble family, they have always been stubbornly sticking to their style.
Across the coffee table, an old man sat.
The old man was also wearing a traditional samurai uniform and looked at Su Mu indifferently, with a sense of powerlessness in his eyes.
Behind him was a knife holder, and there were two samurai swords on it.
When Xiaochi saw this old man, his attitude was like meeting his ancestors.
Su Mu walked in like a walk and sat directly in front of the other side:
"What's your name?"
Xiaochi crawled at the door, touching the ground with his forehead, and did not dare to look up at all.
Although he is the local gang leader, the old man in the room can make the president of Yakuza obey the advice in just one word.
Su Mu's attitude made his heart suck.
He is also a middle-level and senior in Yakuza, and has seen many big names in Tokyo.
Where is tokyo?
It is the world's richest city and the super metropolis.
Don’t look at Kochi, a gangster, who can speak with many senior officials in Tokyo.
And this old man and those high-ranking officials had to kneel in front of him.
The other party's identity and status are really scary.
He is the playmate of the emperor today, the prince's swordsman teacher, and a super expert with the title of Sword Saint.
Of course, he has another title.
Royal Family’s Royal Sword Master.
This thing is very effective.
The so-called craftsman spirit in Fusang in Japan has led to the admiration of professional and technical proficiency in all walks of life.
For example, if a chef is done, he will be the God of So-and-so.
Just like Jiro Ono, a person who was pinching sushi by the toilet, he just made three Michelin stars. The super rich man had to queue up to eat.
Even if someone slaughtered hard, he still had to give him a thumbs up and give him a thumbs up.
The kendo is in Fusang, Japan, and its status is extremely high.
And the old guy in front of him is undoubtedly the one who stands at the top.
The so-called one person in the world.
This title alone is enough to make him a god-like being.
In fact, Su Mu could also feel that the old guy in front of him was indeed a real master.
Although they are not ancient martial artists, there are no ancient martial artists in Japan.
However, the Japanese martial arts that have taken a different approach can also be compared with ancient martial artists in terms of combat power.
Su Mu had already seen that this old man had actually broken through the acquired and cultivated to the innate.
But what he practiced was not true energy, but... Shikigami.
The so-called Shikigami is a magical energy that is between the true essence and superpower.
The practice of Shikigami is also the pinnacle of the highest martial arts in Japan.
The old man looked at Su Mu and released a little of his breath intentionally or unintentionally.
direct.
strong.
With a sense of determination.
Su Mu nodded secretly.
This old guy is completely a person who is obsessed with kendo.
It can be seen that his personality is the kind of person who speaks the same thing.
"Are you a ju? I'm here to come and give you something."
The old man did not tell Su Mu his name.
Su Mu didn't care either, smiled slightly, and nodded:
"So, are you also a supporter of Otsuka Kusuke?"
The old man couldn't help but frowned slightly. He was a little dissatisfied with Su Mu's call to Xiong Jie with Dazu.
Su Mu immediately felt his dissatisfaction and smiled and said as he looked at the old man:
"That guy and I are... good friends. Don't be disgusted. I don't mean to disrespect him."
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Su Mu and said slowly:
"Your Excellency, you don't need to talk about a servant like me. I am Tokugawa Takahoku, the sword servant of the royal family. The woman behind you is my closed disciple, Fujiwara Koyuki, who will follow you and be responsible.
Your daily life.”
Su Mu was stunned.
Before he could speak, the old man tilted his neck and shouted in an extremely serious and indifferent voice:
"Xiao Xingji, have you heard what I said clearly? From now on, your Excellency, you must do whatever you want."
The beautiful baby-faced woman immediately crawled on the ground, and her voice was very childish, and she said piously:
"Yes, teacher."
Su Mu felt like there were tens of thousands of alpacas whizzing by.