Chapter 687: Blessings?

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Ichiro Miyamon noticed that his neck was bleeding, and he cried wolf on the spot.

Yamamoto Fifty-nine and the others were also horrified in their hearts. They never expected that someone would really dare to attack their eldest young master. Moreover, it is still so blatant, it is to cut the throat when it comes up.

Wang Hao grinned at Yamamoto Fifty-nine and the others, and the eight neat little white teeth shone brightly in the sunlight.

"Do you need me to continue?"

Wang Hao's smile was very sunny and bright.

But in the eyes of Yamamoto Fifty-nine and Miyamen Ichiro, he is Satan and the devil.

Seeing that Yamamoto Fifty-nine hadn't given way yet, Miyamen Ichiro was worried that Wang Hao, the devil, would really cut off his head. Immediately, he covered his injured neck and shouted hysterically: "Yamamoto, do you want to rebel, do you want Young Master Ben to die here?"

Hearing Ichiro Miyamon's reprimand, Yamamoto Fifty-Nine, who was loyal to the Miyamen family, felt that his heart hurt as if he had been stabbed by a sword.

"Young master, I, Yamamoto, am loyal to the Miyamen family, to the general of Miyamen, and to the young master......"

Miyamen Ichiro didn't bother to listen to his nonsense, like a hideous demon, he raised his throat and shouted: "Since you are loyal, why don't you get out of the way?"

Yamamoto Fifty-nine glanced at Ichiro Miyamon, who was already angry to the extreme, and then looked at the devil Wang Hao beside him.

Then, I saw him gritting his teeth vigorously, waving his hand at his subordinates, and shouting, "Get out of the way!"

When the group of guards saw that their leaders had spoken, they made a way out of the way.

Wang Hao saw that they had compromised, so he took the opportunity to put forward his own request: "Prepare a car for me and dismantle the GPS navigation system on it." There is also a cash of 100 million yen. Remember, don't play any tricks, otherwise, you will wait to collect the body of the palace gate!"

Yamamoto Fifty-nine's face was once again embarrassed, but before he could hesitate, Miyamen Ichiro shouted hysterically again: "Yamamoto-kun, what are you still doing in a daze, do what he asks." If there is anything wrong with Young Master Ben, believe it or not, I will kill your whole family?"

Hearing Miyamen Ichiro Akaka's threat, Yamamoto Fifty-nine was already disheartened by him.

If such a person is allowed to take charge of the Gongmen family, it is difficult to say whether the giant ship of the family will gallop into the distance or run towards death.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, the possibility of the latter is obviously greater than that of the strong.

At this time, he remembered that the palace gate was missing. Only such a talented genius is worthy of his Yamamoto fifty-nine vows to follow.

After secretly deciding that this matter was over and changing the mind of the court, Yamamoto Fifty-nine waved his hand at his subordinates, signaling them to do what Wang Hao said.

Twenty minutes later, the car and cash that Wang Hao asked for had been delivered safely.

Wang Hao pushed Ichiro Miyamen into the car, and then before the others had time to react, he grabbed the banknote and threw it out.

In an instant, the rain of banknotes blew in the wind and filled the entire street.

The people who don't know the truth of the melon eaters saw the rain of banknotes that they had not seen in a century, so they stepped forward to snatch it one after another.

In an instant, the whole scene was boiling, and it was completely chaotic.

Wang Hao took the opportunity to start the engine, and the car was like a meteor cutting through the sky, and it disappeared.

……

As soon as possible, the Miyamen family blocked the news in time.

However, the news that Ichiro Miyamen was kidnapped at the **** banquet spread far and wide, and the city was full of wind and rain.

Miyamen General's Mansion:

The current shogun, Miyamen Tokuyasu couldn't help but be furious when he heard the news that his son had been kidnapped on the street.

"Baga Ya Road, Baga Ya Road, the hateful Zhina man, dead and dead!"

"Someone, send an order, notify the Garrison Department, the General Guard, the City Patrol Brigade, and the Yamaguchi Group, and the whole city will be searched. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find them!"

After issuing three orders in a row, Gongmen Dekang looked around the hall and asked, "Gongmen is missing, where is he now?"

An informed staff member stepped forward and reported respectfully: "General Hui, he is missing the master in the landscape villa!"

Hearing the report of his subordinates, Gongmen Dekang was furious, and slapped the table in front of him into scum with one palm.

"Damn, Ichiro was arrested, he was still in the mood to go to the Shanshui Villa to have fun, what a bastard. Take my arrows and let him lead the people of the Iga Sword Sect and participate in the search process. No matter what, I want to make sure that Ichiro comes back safe and sound!"

A group of people waited and waited for the shogun, who was trembling and did not dare to speak out against the shogun who was in a rage, and nodded yes one after another.

Soon, the order was passed to the landscape villa, and the palace gate was lacking.

At this time, Gongmen Que was playing tea with Ximen Dong, as well as silk and bamboo music, and dancing with beautiful geisha, which can be described as extremely fast.

However, when he heard the shogun's order, he was also furious.

"Yaga, your son is incompetent, what's the matter with me? The reason why I came here wasn't his idea to be Ichiro Miyamon?"

When it came to anger, Gongmen slammed the cup in his hand to the ground without a handful, which frightened a group of geisha and fell to their knees in unison.

Ximendong smiled and comforted, "Don't be angry, we have a very classic saying in Huaxia, which is very good, misfortune and fortune are relied upon, and fortune and misfortune are lurking." ”

"Huh?" Although Gong Menque has a certain amount of research on Chinese culture, it is still a little difficult to fully understand this obscure classical Chinese.

Ximen Dong saw that Gongmen didn't understand, so he explained in popular language: "Gongmenjun, sometimes one thing looks very bad. But if you look at it from another angle, it's not necessarily a good thing!"

For Ximendong's popular explanation, Gongmen Que understood.

At least, literally.

However, at this time, he was still in the clouds, and he felt hazy in front of him.

"Please Ximen-kun teach me, how to do it?"

Ximendong didn't answer directly, but glanced at the trembling geisha and the guards guarding the door out of the corner of his eye.

The palace gate didn't understand, so he immediately put on a straight face, waved his hand at them, and shouted: "Okay, you all go down!"

Hearing the order of the palace gate shortage, the geisha and samurai were relieved, and they respectfully responded and withdrew from the door one after another.

In order to prevent the partition wall from having ears, Ximen Dong also deliberately closed all the doors and windows.

A trace of doubt crept up on Gongmen's expression, and he asked puzzledly: "Ximen-kun, what is the matter, is it so cautious?"

Ximendong did not answer directly, but bowed to the palace gate.

"Congratulations to Gongmen-kun, great things will be accomplished!"