Small bridges, flowing water, green trees, birdsong, a picturesque low mountain foothills, light smoke, drifting between the mountains and rivers, here is a hot spring area, and it is a high-end club.

Strangely, in the evening, the entire area of the low mountain hot spring area does not see any guests who come to soak in the hot springs. Some regular customers, who were outside the door, were stopped by someone, and then left with a puzzled face.

It seems that someone has covered the whole area, not wanting to disturb people, and in the distance, you can see some people with white scarves around their waists and a towel on their shoulders, walking around the hot springs.

At this time, three cars came on the mountain road, the black car, driving silently, and the breeze blew the withered yellow leaves on the road. On both sides of the mountain road, there is a row of tall maple trees that stretch up to the mountain.

The breeze is blowing, and although the weather has gradually entered summer, it still gives people a cool feeling, and this is a picturesque place.

I have to admit that the greening of the island country is good, and the living environment is also okay. This mostly has to do with the topography of the island nation, after all, Japan is a mountainous and hilly place.

Meandering upward, the three sedans quickly drove to the entrance of the hot spring area, and then slowed down. The gate slowly opened, and three cars drove in.

The car stopped in front of an antique building, and then, six people walked down from the car one after another, two old men, four middle-aged people, one of whom was middle-aged, very weighty, a tall fat man.

As soon as these six people walked out, the black-clad and sunglasses guards around them immediately felt a strong mountain-like pressure and trembled. These six guys, except for the white-faced middle-aged man at the head, the other five had an extremely dangerous feeling surging on their bodies, like a foraging beast, as if they would tear it apart in the next moment.

Six of them have different appearances, but five of them have a beast-like aura, which shocks the people around them, and it definitely directly acts on the spiritual level.

Not only unconsciously, but the guards around them didn't realize that their clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"Hmph!" The white-faced middle-aged man led by him glanced disdainfully at the guards around him who seemed to be facing a great enemy, and then walked straight inside with the five people behind him.

It is a three-story wooden building, similar to a Chinese pavilion, but with a strong Japanese style. This is the only high-end retro restaurant in the hot spring area.

When I walked inside, I was greeted by a waiter wearing a kimono and stepping on clogs.

"Quack! This woman is good! Her skin is so delicate...... Hehe, I really want to touch it!" A thin old man behind the white-faced middle-aged man, with a pair of mung bean eyes, kept sliding around the body of the beautiful waitress, staring at the waitress without the slightest concealment.

"Old man Duanmu, look at your bird-like appearance, haven't you ever seen a woman in your life?" beside the thin old man, a burly and rugged man glanced at the old man with extreme disdain.

When the old man heard the strong man say this, he immediately glared at the pair of mung bean eyes and glared at the strong man: "Mu Tuhong, do you want to find fault?" ”

"Mr. Zhuo, please come here!" At this time, the tender waiter had already walked in small steps, trotted in front of the six people, and saluted carefully, with a crisp and pleasant voice, which was extremely beautiful.

"Hmm!" the six of them were stunned, and then they were all surprised, because the waiter in the kimono spoke fluent Chinese.

"Yo, Chiba chick is very thoughtful!" the tall and fat middle-aged man behind the white-faced middle-aged man muttered to himself with a low smile.

The waiter in the kimono walked lightly in front and walked towards the staircase with Zhuo Fan and the others.

The three-story wooden restaurant, or eatery, has no elevator. Maybe this makes it look antique!

On the second floor, near the window, there was a long table, a low long table, there were no chairs or anything on the side of the table, just a layer of cushions around the table.

Zhuo Fan and the others followed behind the kimono waiter who had attracted the evil fire of the old man Duanmu, and went up to the second floor, and saw at a glance a woman who was also wearing a kimono standing at the long table near the window.

This woman, as soon as she saw Zhuo Fan and the others, immediately greeted her with a smile.

"Mr. Zhuo, please!" After the kimono woman came closer, she immediately made a gesture of invitation to Zhuo Fan. And the woman who led Zhuo Fan up to the second floor bowed to the girl upstairs at this time, and then retreated to the side.

"Miss Chiba, between us, we don't have to see each other so much. Zhuo Fan said indifferently, and then walked straight to the long table near the window.

The crane boss and others behind him naturally followed closely. When the old man passed by the tender waiter, he suddenly reached out and touched the waiter's face.

"Hey, hey, it's so slippery!" the old man laughed obscenely, put the hand that had touched the woman's face under his nose and sniffed it.

The woman who was touched, not only did not dare to get angry, but also greeted people with a smile and tried her best to please her. Because, these people are the distinguished guests of their boss, and they are extremely distinguished guests. It is also for these people that this hot spring area will be temporarily closed to the public, not only will it not be open, but many guards will be sent to closely monitor the surrounding area.

The two sides sat down, and Zhuo Fan said, "Miss Chiba, have you brought what we want?" He went straight to the point, not wanting to waste time.

"Hehe! Mr. Zhuo is still so fast-talking!" said Chiba Masaharu and glanced at the kimono woman standing aside.

The woman in the kimono standing aside immediately bowed to Masaharu Chiba, and took two steps back before turning to leave. At this time, Chiba Masaharu suddenly slapped his palms three times, and saw seven or eight women in kimonos who were also young and beautiful walking out with thin steps, each woman holding something in her hand, and vaguely, everyone seemed to smell a kind of Japanese food.

Ordinary people can't smell it, and only a martial arts master like Zhuo Fan can distinguish the smell of seafood in Japanese cuisine.

Sure enough, the seven or eight women in kimono walked to the long table, and stacks of Japanese food were placed on the long table, and then the women bowed their heads and retreated.

Sashimi, seafood sashimi sushi, yakiniku and other unique delicacies of the island nation fill the table. Ordinary people can eat the same things on this table, and they are also very lucky, because every food here is made with the best food ingredients of the island country, and the price is absolutely amazing.

However, in Chiba Masaharu's eyes, this kind of food is disdainful, because she has seen too much and eaten too much, that is, she will get tired of eating too much dragon meat.

"Hehe, then we're welcome. The old man Duanmu's misty mung bean eyes swept back and forth on Chiba Masaji's body for an unknown number of times, and only when various delicacies were brought up, did he take his eyes off Chiba Masaji's body.

"Mr. Zhuo, please, everyone, please!" Chiba Masaharu smiled elegantly and gestured to Zhuo Fan and the others.

"This woman is not simple, and in her dealings with us, she has always maintained an attitude of neither humility nor arrogance. Zhuo Fan glanced at Chiba Masaharu meaningfully, and then lowered his head and drank the wine poured by the maid.

The waitress who was accompanying the waiter with the wine jug next to him saw that Zhuo Fan's wine glass was empty, and immediately stepped forward to fill it, which was really thoughtful and comparable to emperor-level enjoyment.

The sunset outside the window, like a blood-red sun, in the eruption of this day, the last afterglow, the hot spring area near the restaurant, bathed in the sunset, the hot gas of the hot spring is steaming, like light smoke, like mist, which makes people constantly give birth to the adjective "fairyland" in their minds.

After three rounds of drinking, the departing kimono woman walked out of nowhere, holding a dark black wooden box about one foot wide and two feet long.

The tender and tender kimono woman, holding the wooden box, came to Chiba Masaji's side, Chiba Masaji reached out and took the wooden box, and the seven or eight kimono women waiting on the side immediately moved the leftovers on the table, and then, the two kimono women with quick hands and feet wiped the long table clean.

"Mr. Zhuo, this is what you want. Chiba Masaji smiled lightly and put the wooden box in his hand on the table in front of him, and then reached out and slowly pushed the wooden box in front of Zhuo Fan.

"This is ......" Zhuo Fan hasn't done anything yet, after all, he follows Nangong Chu, and he has also seen a lot of treasures that can make a martial artist's eyes red. However, the eyes of Boss Crane, Long Ying and others lit up.

Seeing the expressions of Boss Tsuru and others, Masaharu Chiba seemed to be very useful, and there was a little arrogance in his expression.

Zhuo Fan's expression remained unchanged, he touched his chin, the root of his hand was a little prickly, he pondered for a while, and then reached out and slowly opened the dark black wooden box.

As the lid of the box slowly opened, the eyes of the crane boss and others on the side became brighter and brighter, looking at the posture, it was like a wild wolf who had been hungry for a few days and saw food.

There was no suspense, and there were no accidents, just as Zhuo Fan and the others had imagined, five ginseng sticks were neatly placed on the red cloth in the wooden box. This is no ordinary ginseng, these five ginseng roots look like a human being, and you can distinguish the head, hands, torso and legs.

"Good thing!" The eyes of Boss Crane and the others showed a greedy gaze, and the ginseng that had been formed was definitely the best among ginseng. It takes at least a thousand years to grow into this.

"Hmph, look at your appearance, it's just five thousand-year-old ginseng, it's really useless!" Zhuo Fan couldn't help but scold when he saw these guys looking like this.

A thousand-year-old ginseng is considered a bird, and there is still a 10,000-year-old snow lotus in the Lord! Zhuo Fan couldn't help but seriously despise Boss Crane and other subordinates in his heart.

At this moment, in the sky above this wooden structure, which resembles a pavilion, a man in a white kimono, stepping on clogs, and his bloody hair dancing in the wind, is slowly descending towards the building below.