Lynch remained silent and walked into the martial arts hall.

At this time, a student wearing a karate costume walked over, stopped Lynch and Mr. Yang, and said, "Sir, outsiders are not allowed to enter here, if you have anything, please tell me." ”

Lynch glanced at this person, he was strong and strong, and he still had thick calluses on his hands, and at first glance he was a practitioner, and he couldn't figure out the situation here at the moment, so he turned his head to look at Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yang coughed dryly twice and said, "Hello, I am the person who handed over the note in the morning, and it was the contact person who asked me to come here." ”

The martial arts hall students were stunned for a moment, looked at the two of them and said, "The contact person only invited one person over, why are there two people now?"

Mr. Yang said: "This is my friend, and he also has important things to explain." ”

The martial arts hall student pondered for a moment and said, "This situation, I need to report it, you guys can wait outside for a while." ”

"Okay, that's for you. Mr. Yang nodded.

Lynch really didn't expect the other party to be so cautious, but he didn't say much at the moment, at this time, whether he could see someone or not was all up to luck.

Mr. Yang was silent, a cold sweat broke out in his palms, he was thinking, if he didn't see anyone later, would Lynch feel that he was worthless and end him directly?

But after waiting for a while, the martial arts hall student went and returned.

"Come with me, both of you. The martial arts hall student said.

"Thank you. Mr. Yang was relieved, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the two of them entered the martial arts hall with the martial arts students.

The decoration in the martial arts hall is very island style, and it combines two things, tea ceremony and martial arts, which Lynch did not expect.

After all, the tea ceremony originated from China in the long history, but these island people, after learning a little bit and adding a little something, became their own products.

Lynch and Mr. Yang came to the hall, the hall of the martial arts hall was extremely spacious, which could be used for performances and fights, the wooden floor was fluttering underground, and there was a huge martial character in front of it.

The second floor is a circular cloister with private rooms, where you can clearly see everything in the hall.

The two of them sat in a box on my second floor.

It's just that Lynch found that at this time, there were people in several boxes on the second floor, talking and laughing.

Lynch couldn't help but be a little strange: "I would venture to ask, are there any shows or competitions here?"

The martial arts hall student said: "Yes, there are just some performances today, and the curator also invites the audience who need to have a head and a face, and at the end there will be a Nakajima competition." ”

"Huadao Competition?" Lynch was stunned for a moment and said, "Is it Huaxia and the people of your island country?"

"Exactly, please wait a little longer, and we'll start right away. The martial arts hall student didn't explain much, and after saying this, he left directly.

Mr. Yang and Lynch are confused, they are a little confused now, what does the other party want to do?

"Mr. Yang, are you sure that the other party invited you to come to talk about things?" Lynch said with some questions.

"That's right, big brother, how dare I lie to you?" Mr. Yang hurriedly said.

"Okay, I'll trust you for now, but don't let me see that you're playing tricks. "Lynch can only stand still and see what the bloody alliance is going to do next.

"Big brother, how dare I, this time, I really don't know what kind of meeting they will suddenly have, and the people I contacted the Blood Demon Alliance before can only do things in their way, and I am also speechless. Mr. Yang said with a look of grievance.

Lynch looked at Mr. Yang's expression and felt that he should not be lying, after all, he was not a member of the Blood Demon Alliance, and it was normal not to be taken seriously.

Of course, Lynch will not drill the horns of the bull and want to break his head, since the Blood Demon Alliance wants to make such a play, then just continue to play with them.

Soon, a waitress in a kimono walked over, half-knelt in front of the table, and began to make tea for the crowd, she was the tea master here.

The islanders pay attention to the tea ceremony, and although they have plagiarized the wisdom of China, they also have a set of their own.

I saw this tea master, skillful movements, the tea leaves and teapots in her hands danced, dazzling, in less than a moment, a few pots of tea were brewed, the fragrance was overflowing, and then she was distributed to various tables.

In the end, the tea master bowed deeply to everyone present, revealing a large piece of snow white on his neckline, and said a word of island language.

It's just that there was a table of guests next to him, but he shouted dissatisfiedly: "What kind of bird language do you speak, Lao Tzu is a Chinese, and he can't understand your island dialect!"

The guests at this table were all wearing suits, but they were five big and three thick, their muscles were knotted like a hill, their bodies were unusually solid, and their faces were full of flesh, and they didn't look like good people.

This shout also startled the tea master, and she hurriedly said in a rather lame Chinese language: "Please use it slowly." ”

"Fuck off, tell your curator to come out quickly!" shouted the guest at the next table.

"Everyone, please wait a moment, when the guests are all here, our curator will come out. After the tea master finished speaking, he hurriedly withdrew.

The guests at the next table just snorted coldly and didn't say anything more.

Lynch noticed that most of the people invited here were Chinese, and they all seemed to be quite forceful.

"Mr. Yang, the curator here, have you seen it?" asked Lynch.

"I've seen it once, it seems to be called Miyamoto Taro!" said Mr. Yang.

"How much do you know?" Lynch asked.

"I heard that he is from the Miyamoto family of the island country, and he has been learning ninjutsu with the family since he was a child, and he is also proficient in a series of kung fu such as karate, and I don't know the strength, but he has been instilled with the spirit of bushido since he was a child, so he shouldn't be a minion. Mr. Yang said.

"Is he the head of the Blood Demon Alliance in Huaxia?" Lynch asked.

"Big brother, I really don't know about this, but I guess that there is a large part of the possibility that the island country often likes to do some things inside and out. Mr. Yang said.

Between the teas, many guests have already arrived.

The meeting was held at 9 o'clock, and there were a few performances at the beginning.

It is a row of geisha dressed in kimonos, wearing a little makeup, holding various musical instruments and folding fans, dancing to the music of the island nation.

Lynch and Mr. Yang looked at it for a while, but they felt bored, the dance moves of these geisha, in exchange for so many, are just a few, there is no fun at all, probably only those so-called upper-class people in the island country will think that this is art, but in the eyes of Chinese people, it is shit.

Finally, these geisha finally finished performing, and a few people in samurai costumes cleaned up the scene, which should be regarded as officially cutting to the point.

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