Re-recognize the peak

There is more than one troublesome thing.

Liang Potian was not in Honolulu, nor in Los Angeles. Perhaps he was afraid that the leader would repent. He disappeared on the day he was released, and his phone was turned off, so there was nowhere to look for him.

However, Master Feng also made a request, saying that the old brother agreed and he agreed.

So things got stuck, and Situ Mingjun couldn't do anything about it. He Fang didn't have a teacher, so naturally he didn't have notarization and testimony. Old Feng didn't recognize this disciple, so he couldn't force it.

"Oh, forget it."

He Fang sighed: "At my age, even if the master admits it, I can't learn much. It just so happens that the girl returns to China, let's go together."

Yan Gong lowered his eyes.

Everyone else can go back to China for the New Year, but he can't. He has taken too many lives on his body. Unless he steals the b2 and turns it in, he won't even think about stepping into the country.

He Fang knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly changed the subject: "Junior Brother, what's going on with you and the girl?"

"what?"

Qin Zhan lay on the gun: "What's the matter? It's good, we just bicker, and it will be fine in two days."

Yan Gong squinted at him: "Don't be sloppy, my brother and I are not blind, who can't see what Tingting thinks of you? Don't talk nonsense, give me an explanation!"

Qin Zhan's ears moved, and then he confessed honestly: "We are not suitable."

He shrugged his shoulders: "I'm a scumbag. Except for Youzhu, I have desires and dislikes for other women, and I don't want to be responsible. After all, my heart is so big, I can't pretend too much."

You know...the two curled their lips together.

Qin Zhan didn't take it seriously, and said again: "Miss is different, she is not as casual as I am, and she is not as spoiled by me as Youzhu. If we cross the boundary, she will be injured."

"so!"

The scumbag spread his hands: "It's better to leave this kind of disaster to Dayan Ma, there are so many women in this world, why do you have to pick your own family for trouble?".

The two big brothers looked at each other, and unexpectedly came up with an idea that what you said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

Especially Yan Gong.

He has fought black boxing and worked as a mercenary. He will live today and die tomorrow, and he has given up on love.

"Ugh……"

He Fang lamented: "I watched this girl grow up. To be honest, I was always worried that she liked women before, so I never stopped you two from fighting."

He shook his head slightly: "Later, I found out that the girl might be interested in you. I know that you two are not suitable, but I always think that maybe she will change her orientation, and I don't know."

Qin Zhan rolled his eyes and said to himself, are you using me as a wrench?Straighten the lady and throw it away?

Yan Gong was somewhat unwilling: "Actually, I think the two of you are quite suitable. She even quit smoking because of you. Maybe she can really spoil you like a younger brother?"

He Fang glared at him.

Qin Zhan shrugged: "Look, Senior Brother He is not happy, let alone Lao Mu. He has good looks, figure, and wealth. How could he hang himself on this tree like mine?"

He Fang nodded vigorously.

Seeing this, Yan Gong didn't say any more, but just warned: "Then you should pay attention in the future, don't say things that are easy to cause misunderstanding, and keep a distance in normal contact."

Qin Zhan nodded.

Outside the door, Mu Yuting pursed her lips and left quietly.

……

Since Liang Potian couldn't be found, Qin Zhan didn't stay in Honolulu any longer, and bid farewell to Situ Mingjun that night, intending to fly back to Los Angeles overnight.

"Hey? Where's my sword?"

When he was packing his luggage, he found that his ten broken swords were gone.

The Hongmen disciple who was in charge of cleaning the scene dodged his eyes: "That... the leader has an order to send us back to the main hall directly, and he wants to keep it."

Depend on!

Qin Zhan rolled his eyes and muttered that he was disrespectful, that he still wanted to collect that sword, but he didn't expect that the dignified leader would do such a thing quietly.

The Hongmen disciple looked up at the sky, pretending he didn't hear it.

Qin Zhan felt distressed for a while, and said helplessly, "My little brother, please bring me a word."

"You say."

"When you find Liang Potian, tell him for me, as long as he can persuade Senior Feng, I will give him this house!"

The disciple looked startled, then nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring it!"

"Thank you."

Qin Zhan clasped his hands and pushed the wheelchair out - Japanese-style buildings are good at this point, the door is push-pull and there is no threshold, otherwise he really couldn't go out by himself.

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"idiot!"

"Bag! Bag! Bag!"

Dongying, Tokyo.

The courtyard diagonally opposite the gatehouse of the ghost toilet was in a mess, the paper door was broken, the vegetation was withered, Umezu Toshi was holding the saber his grandfather Umezu Yoshijiro used to disembowel him, hissing and screaming.

The servants hid in the dark and shivered, for fear of being noticed by the old devil and causing death.

"Eight... eight ga."

After all, he was getting old, and after venting indiscriminately, Mei Jinmin was exhausted and leaned against the rockery to breathe heavily.

At this time, footsteps sounded, and a figure came from far to near.

The visitor was slender, with a good face, and a faint smile hung between the slender brows. At first glance, he looked like an elegant woman.

"Grandpa, take a break."

He put down the tray, poured a cup of tea for Meizumin gently, and his voice was so soft that it was hard to distinguish between male and female.

"Lei Zang, why haven't you slept yet?"

The old devil borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, took a sip of the tea cup.

"I heard you were angry and couldn't sleep."

Meijin Leizang smiled lightly and supported his arm: "Grandpa, I watched the live broadcast, Qin Zhanjun has a warrior spirit."

The old devil snorted coldly.

He doesn't care about the process, and he doesn't mind malicious fouls. As long as the final result is that the kendo gym wins, he can use editing methods to pinch the head and tail, and hide the defeat as the victory.

Although doing so will not destroy the confidence of Chinese people in martial arts, it can at least boost the confidence of islanders in kendo!

At that time, everyone will practice martial arts, so why should the country be unhappy? !

But what happened?Ten!A total of ten Japanese samurai who have practiced kendo for many years!It was actually picked by Qin Zhan alone!Did those red deer grow up eating shit? !

"What kind of warrior is he?"

Meijin Minyou retorted: "A true warrior must understand righteousness, courage, benevolence, propriety, sincerity, reputation, loyalty, and self-denial. Apart from bravery, what is he like a warrior?!"

"Like this?"

Lei Zang pretended to be surprised: "But he was seriously injured and fought bloody battles, he has a warrior spirit."

The old devil scolded: "That's called a reckless man! He only knows how to kill, he doesn't pay attention to etiquette, he doesn't know restraint at all, and he openly insults other schools of kendo. What kind of warrior spirit is this?"

"Is that so..."

Meijin Lei Zang changed the subject: "But Grandpa, there are still many people like Lei Zang who don't understand the spirit of the samurai. Why don't you invite someone to give lectures across the country?"

The old devil was taken aback.

"In addition, Qin Zhanjun's last sentence is impressive."

Meijinlei smiled earnestly in Tibetan: "Which one is not convinced, just come to fight? Hehe, what do you think the suzerain Liu Sheng will do if he sees the plaque being insulted like that and hears this sentence?"

The old devil took a deep breath and remained silent.

"Lei Zang..."

After a long time, he patted his grandson on the shoulder: "Your father was a real warrior, but unfortunately he was too loyal and lacked wisdom in the spirit of a warrior, so he was willing to be a scapegoat and died in depression."

"you have grown up!"

Meijin Lei Zang shook his head slightly, and said with a light smile: "It's still far away, Grandpa, you have to take care of your body so that you can teach Lei Zang a lot in the future, don't be angry anymore."

Old ghost

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he nodded in relief.

"Grandpa, can I make a request?"

"You said."

"I hope you will allow brother Tsuka to stay in Honolulu."

"Ok?"

The old devil frowned fiercely: "He is looking for you?"

"no."

Lei Zang explained: "I'm going to the United States to study, and Mr. Hayasaka... so if Brother Zuka is here, he will definitely take good care of me."

Umezumin squinted his eyes to the right.

Suddenly, he asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you can subdue him? Lei Zang, although Shigemitsuka is stupid, he has rich experience after all."

Mei Jin Lei Zang frowned: "No, a samurai must uphold loyalty. Brother Zhong is a real samurai just like his father."

The old devil pondered for a moment, then sighed softly: "Forget it, I'm old, and sooner or later these foundations will be entrusted to you. If that's the case, let Shigemitsuka assist you!"

"Thank you grandpa!"

Lei Zang spoke softly, his long and narrow eyes were full of joy, and his tall and tall figure supported Meizu Minyou, who was a bit hunched, two shadows were reflected under the light.

The cold wind blows, the branches and leaves move, and the shadows sway slightly, like the hidden minions of the Yamata no Orochi hidden in the abyss.

The next day.

Meizu Minyou was dressed in plain clothes and boarded the plane to Nagoya.

There is the contemporary Suzerain of Liusheng Xinyinliu, Liusheng Majestic.