As the door was pushed open, a figure quickly flashed in, and at the same time said with some vigilance: "Tongtong, why is the anti-theft chain on this door broken?!"

Zhang Yihong!

Lin Yu's face changed, he didn't expect him to come just in time, and hurriedly reached out to get the Chunjun sword in the box, but Tongtong grabbed the sword and immediately threw it at Zhang Yihong, and at the same time exclaimed: "Yihong, catch it!"

Zhang Yihong looked up, subconsciously raised his hand to catch the sword, Lin Yu frowned, hurriedly threw out the pistol in his hand, "bang", the pistol smashed accurately into the sword, the sword body was deflected, and instantly flew to the bedroom.

Zhang Yihong had already seen Lin Yu's face clearly at this time, his face suddenly turned pale, and he exclaimed: "He Jiarong?!"

Lin Yu was also looking up at him at this time, the two of them looked at each other, their pupils were all one, and they didn't say a word, and instantly they all took a step forward and rushed to the bedroom.

Although Zhang Yihong was close to the door, the moment he rushed to the door of the bedroom, Lin Yu had already rushed over, and the two of them almost collided together.

Zhang Yihong's face turned grim, he shouted angrily, raised his fist and smashed it into Lin Yu's face, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly felt Lin Yu's fingers poke at his ribs, his feet instantly softened, and his body suddenly became soft, and he fell to the ground with a pop, covering his head with pain under his ribs, and he couldn't breathe, and his strength seemed to be drained, and he couldn't stand up.

"I'm sorry, Captain Zhang, I'll laugh at this sword!"

Lin Yu calmly walked into the bedroom, picked up the sword that was shining with cold light on the ground, and said leisurely, "No, I should say that I will ask for it back." ”

I saw that the sword body was still bright and sharp after the fall just now, without the slightest mutilation or even scratch.

"Good sword, really good sword!"

Lin Yu suddenly swung his sword, and it buzzed, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

"He Jiarong, let me tell you, if you dare to take this sword away, I, Zhang Jiading, will be inseparable from you!"

Zhang Yihong knew that it was difficult to suppress Lin Yu with his own name, so he moved the name of the Zhang family out.

But what he didn't know was that Lin Yu was a person who didn't even care about the He family, so how could he care about them being just a Zhang family.

"Didn't your Zhang family have long been inseparable from me?" Lin Yu said lightly, "Besides, it's the first time I've seen a shameless thief dare to be so arrogant! You shouldn't have taken something that doesn't belong to you!"

"Fart! This sword is mine, it's mine! No one like you deserves it! It was born to be mine!"

Zhang Yihong's eyes were red, and he roared almost madly.

For him, this sword is the flesh of his heart, since he stole it back, he has to come to sleep with this lover every day, just to be able to see this sword, and every time he has to play with it for hours, so Lin Yu snatched the sword now, undoubtedly using the knife to rip the flesh off his body.

However, Lin Yu just likes to see him look like he is angry and helpless, because when he stole the sword from his hand, he also had this kind of mentality.

"Your, you're really ashamed! You call it, does it agree?!" Lin Yu said unhurriedly.

"He Jiarong, you wait for death, sooner or later I will kill you with this sword with my own hands!" Zhang Yihong gritted his teeth and said resentfully.

"Okay, I'm waiting for that day, but now I'll take it away first, and I hope Zhang Dashao will forgive me for my recklessness!" Lin Yu smiled proudly, seeing that Tongtong had already called the police, he knew that he couldn't stay any longer, so he walked out directly, this time he didn't take the elevator, but took the stairs, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived downstairs, and quickly disappeared into the night after climbing out of the wall.

"Yihong, are you alright?"

Seeing that Lin Yu was gone, Tongtong hurriedly leaned over to help Zhang Yihong, and said with concern: "Don't worry, I have already called the police, and when the time comes, let the police go to their house to arrest him, and the sword will naturally return to your hands!"

"Back to the fart!"

Zhang Yihong felt a little better now, slowly stood up on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I can't let the police know about this matter, tell them that they don't need to come, once this sword is discovered, it will be confiscated!"

He loves this sword very much, and naturally knows that the fewer people who know about the existence of this sword, the safer this sword will be, so just like when he stole this sword from Lin Yu, he can only suffer a dumb loss this time, and can only find a way to steal the sword back in the future.

After Lin Yu took the sword away, he didn't go home, but went directly to the Huisheng Hall and handed the sword to Li Zhensheng for safekeeping.

Li Zhensheng has been in the Huisheng Hall for almost twenty-four hours, so it seems not easy to be able to keep this sword with him all the time, and with his ability, it seems that it is not easy to steal this sword from him.

After taking the sword back, Lin Yu's heart was finally much more stable this time, and if he ran into that murderer who knew occult art again, he would be sure of it.

After Lin Yu returned home, Jiang Yan hadn't slept yet, and was sitting on the sofa with Ye Qingmei and watching soap operas with masks.

"Jiarong, come on, come on!"

After Jiang Yan saw Lin Yu, he hurriedly called him to sit down beside him, stretched out his hand to wrap his arm, and did not shy away from imprinting the fullness on his chest, and said excitedly: "Good news for you, my parents are coming to our side for the Chinese New Year this year!"

"Really, they agreed to come over?" Lin Yu couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Well, there are also godmothers and Jiajia, they will come together, and I told them all. Jiang Yan smiled, "They said they wanted to come and see how we were doing here." ”

"Then we're so small here, we can't live here. Lin Yu said hesitantly, it seems that he has to hurry up and implement the matter of buying a house.

"It's okay, let's rent them a place to live first, anyway, they won't stay here for a few days, and there are people downstairs who are renting!" Jiang Yan hurriedly said.

"That's fine. Lin Yu nodded, remembering that he was about to see his mother, and his heart was warm.

Now that I have a foothold in the capital, it's time for them to come over and have a look.

At this time, in the special ward department of the Beijing People's Hospital, a Japanese man in a black suit and carrying a briefcase hurriedly walked to the VIP ward at the end of the corridor, knocked on the door gently, and said in a deep voice, "Tezuka, it's me, Nishimura!"

"Please come in!"

A deep voice came from inside.

Nishimura pushed the door open, then turned around and looked behind him, seeing that no one was noticing, so he hurriedly dodged in and locked the door.

"Mr. Nishimura, you're here!"

Tezuka on the bed had a thick plaster cast on both legs, and all of them were dropped, and he said apologetically to Nishimura: "I'm sorry, I can't get up and salute you, this time I'm a disgrace to the Rising Sun Empire!"

After saying that, Tezuka let out a long sigh, and his face was full of gloom.

"So serious?"

Nishimura glanced at his hanging legs and said in a low voice, "How many people go to the martial arts hall to make trouble?"

Apparently he didn't know much about the specifics yet.

"One...... A ......"

Tezuka lowered his head and said in a slur manner.

"One?!"

Nishimura's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, and confirmed again: "One person, hurt more than twenty of you?!"

"Not bad......"

Tezuka lowered his head, his face full of bitterness.

"It turns out that the legendary Huaxia master really exists!"

Nishimura was shocked beyond words, and then his brows suddenly frowned, and he said softly: "I'm afraid it will be much more difficult to implement our plan now......"

"Yes, this person is very troublesome, we need to get rid of him first, otherwise once he interferes in our affairs, it will be very troublesome!" Tezuka said in a deep voice with a frown.

But then his face changed slightly, thinking of Lin Yu's amazing skills, he said with some concern: "To deal with him, it may be necessary to dispatch our Rising Sun Empire's top kendo masters, and at least ten or more, together to win against him...... No, it's still not very safe, and if you want me to say, a whole force should be dispatched......"

"Yaga!"

Nishimura immediately interrupted him with an angry scolding, obviously angered by his words, and said coldly: "In your eyes, are the kendo masters of our Rising Sun Empire so weak?

Tezuka's face was solemn, and he hesitated: "Yes, Master Takeuchi and Master Hegang have indeed reached the peak of swordsmanship, but ......"

"No, but, our warriors of the Rising Sun Empire will never lose to the stupid Shina people! Look at your appearance, you were taught a lesson by that kid, and your courage was broken?!"

Nishimura interrupted him with a furious voice.

"Hey, our Empire of the Rising Sun will never be defeated!"

Tezuka nodded, and immediately agreed, but he was miserable in his heart, if Nishimura had seen Lin Yu's skills with his own eyes, he would not have said so, because Lin Yu's skills could not be measured by how many people he knocked down, when Lin Yu beat them, it was like beating the child to death, in his feeling, no matter how many more than twenty people, it would not help.

However, because of the majesty of Nishimura, he didn't dare to say anything more.

"You should take care of your injuries, and when your feet are almost well, you can go back to China!" Nishimura said coldly.

"Returning to China?!" Tezuka's face changed, and he suddenly became anxious, "Mr. Nishimura, please forgive me for my mistake this time, I promise you that I will overcome all difficulties to complete the task assigned to me by the empire!"

"Done?How are you done?!Are you in a wheelchair?!"

Nishimura glanced at his legs and said coldly.

Tezuka's face darkened, and he was a little speechless for a while.

Nishimura's face softened, and he said softly: "Okay, when our plan succeeds, we will definitely take your share of the credit, don't worry, I promise you, I will definitely cut off the head of the pig that injured you and send it to you!"

"Thank you, Mr. Nishimura!" Tezuka nodded, grateful, and he himself seemed to believe it a little bit when Nishimura was blown like this.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the pace of the new year is slowly approaching.

On this day, Lin Yu was sitting in the Huisheng Hall, and Hao Ningyuan's car suddenly stopped at the door of the Huisheng Hall, and then Hao Ningyuan got out of the car with a stack of documents in his hand.

"Minister, I'll take it!"

Secretary Xiao Fan hurriedly went to pick up the documents in his hand after coming down.

"No, no, it's a big deal, I want to tell Xiao He personally!"

Hao Ningyuan waved his hand to reject her, and walked quickly into the Huisheng Hall.