"What's going on?" Lin Jianqi, who was standing at the door, glanced at Xiao Xiaoxiu, who was holding an atayal knife, and turned his head to look at Xu Peiyu.

Lin Jianqi didn't even glance at Jiro Kimura, and even the two RB people and the two Atayal tattooed samurai standing behind him also ignored them.

"Many people in the tribe are sick, and they haven't been optimistic about spending a lot of money, the patriarch borrowed a lot of money from the RB merchant named Kimura Jiro, and he asked his aunt to marry him to exempt him from the money that the tribe owes him, and the aunt disagreed, and hid from the tribe to my house, today this RB has to get married in advance, and he wants to take her back to RB......" Xu Peiyu explained.

The Atayal tribe in Tai'an Township, Miaoli County, where Cai Xiaoxiu is located, can also be said to be a large village with nearly 1,000 households.

Because of the deliberate suppression of the local political axe, forcing them to go out of the mountains to change their names and be assimilated, the Atayal tribe, whose living space is decreasing year by year, lacks food and medicine, and lives in poverty.

Lin Jianqi roughly guessed the cause and effect in a few words, it must be the ghost idea of this RB person to play a small show, and the illness of the Atayal tribesmen was caused by him, and because of the "president's curse", this RB businessman planned to act in advance.

"Yo Xi, what is your name ...... this beautiful young lady" Xu Peiyu's words attracted the attention of Jiro Kimura, who was originally about to get angry, but when he saw Xu Peiyu's appearance, he was kind and polite.

Xu Peiyu was frightened by Jiro Kimura's staring, and instinctively hugged Lin Jianqi's arm.

Xiao Rou was looking at Lin Jianqi carefully, feeling that the other party was a little familiar, as if she had met somewhere.

"Who are you?" Kimura Jiro looked at Lin Jianqi along Xu Peiyu's hand, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he hesitated a little when he saw Lin Jianqi.

Lin Jianqi's well-dressed and unangry momentum made Kimura Jiro a little jealous, and what made him even more jealous was that he seemed to have seen each other somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but Xu Peiyu's intimacy with Lin Jianqi made Kimura Jiro's eyes full of hostility.

"Brother, you can help my aunt. Xu Ruoxuan heard his sister's words, hugged Lin Jianqi's arm and shook it.

"Brother?"

The hostility in Kimura Jiro's eyes was swept away when he heard this, and after bowing to Lin Jianqi with a smile, he stepped forward quickly, took out the business card from the pocket of his arms, and handed it to Lin Jianqi with both hands.

I am Jiro Kimura, President of Kimura Co., Ltd., so please take care of me. ”

Kimura Jiro's height is only one meter six five, although he wears a suit and leather shoes, but because the skeleton does not support the suit, he looks thinner, and the forehead tattoo on his forehead makes him look like an old man, and Lin Jianqi's height of one meter eighty-three is even taller than that set off by Kimura Jiro.

"Get out!" Lin Jianqi said in disgust.

There are still a bunch of things in Taipei, and Lin Jianqi is not in the mood to waste time with this RB man named Jiro Kimura.

"You insult me, I am a noble Yamato......" Kimura Jiro's face changed, as if he was in Western boxing, his left hand protected his head, and his right fist hit Lin Jianqi's face.

"Yamato Nima!"

Lin Jianqi didn't dodge, his right hand came first, and he slapped Kimura Jiro's face, and the two teeth flew out with blood lines, and before he could spin in the air to cover his face and scream in pain, the leather sole of Lin Jianqi's right foot was imprinted on Kimura Jiro's face, and the latter flew out on his back.

The two RB people hurriedly rushed over, and the two tattooed warriors of the Atayal clan glanced at each other, pulled out the Atayal knife and walked towards Lin Jianqi, the patriarch gave them the task of protecting Kimura Jiro, even if they were unwilling, but the two tattooed warriors still walked towards Lin Jianqi.

"Go back and tell your patriarch how much your tribe owes him, I will give you 10 times, the only request is for your patriarch to stop embarrassing her daughter. Lin Jianqi said calmly, as if he had just done a trivial thing just now.

Xu Peiyu stared at the boss with a pair of eyes, her mouth was open and she was stunned, just now she didn't react to when Lin Jianqi pulled out her arm, just in the blink of an eye, the annoying RB man flew out.

"10 times?!" the two tattooed warriors of the Atayal clan looked at each other in disbelief.

Lin Jianqi passed between the two hesitant Atayal warriors and walked towards the three RB people of Kimura Jiro, the two RB guards were obviously training, and Lin Jianqi now suspected that the two bodyguards he had disappeared had something to do with them.

Xu Ruoxuan was also dumbfounded, but looked at Lin Jianqi's back full of admiration, and clapped his hands and said to the two Atayal warriors: "Go back and spread the word!

Dish Xiaoxiu looked at Lin Jianqi in amazement, she didn't expect that the polite Lin Jianqi would suddenly burst out with such a powerful side, as if it had become a towering mountain, passing by, and the breath on the other party's body made Dish Xiaoxiu's eyes widen suddenly.

The tattooed warrior of the Atayal clan was skeptical of Lin Jianqi's words, but he believed Xu Ruoxuan, the daughter of the former tribal princess, nodded and left quickly.

When the two RB bodyguards saw Lin Jianqi coming, they glanced at each other, and an RB bodyguard howled and rushed towards Lin Jianqi, hitting Lin Jianqi's right fist, and suddenly threw out an extra dagger, which made Xu Ruoxuan and the three daughters couldn't help but cover their mouths and exclaim.

But hearing a bang, Lin Jianqi kicked under the crotch of the RB bodyguard, who screamed and jumped upward, fell to the ground, and before he could pull out the gun with his left hand, Lin Jianqi's right foot stepped on his right hand holding the dagger and walked over, with the sound of tooth soreness cracking rb bodyguard let out a terrible scream, Lin Jianqi's heel kicked his head without looking, and the scream stopped abruptly.

Another RB bodyguard was frightened, picked up Kimura Jiro and ran, but he didn't think that he seemed to hit a wall, and looked up dizzily to see that it was Lin Mang, who was wearing a black suit and looked like an iron tower, reaching out to grab his neck and knocking him to the ground and fainting.

"Take them down and ask them about it. Lin Jianqi waved his hand.

Watching Lin Mang carry the three RB people towards the woods like a chicken, Xu Peiyu and Xu Ruoxuan swallowed their saliva when they saw it, but Cai Xiaorou couldn't take her eyes off Lin Jianqi.

Sure enough, as Lin Jianqi expected, the disappearance of the two umbrella bodyguards was really related to Kimura Jiro, because they found out that the rb people's ruse against the Atayal tribe was beaten and caught, because they hadn't asked anything yet, and the two umbrella bodyguards were still alive.

The RB people who were driven out of Taiwan have never given up on Taiwan, and there are too many schemes behind the goodwill of the Atayal people, and they use various means to influence the key figures of various tribes, such as marrying Xiaoxiu and bringing back RB, and then packaging and sending them back to Taiwan after successful brainwashing to influence their relatives and tribal people.

Lin Jianqi, who was in a hurry, quickly cut through the mess, sent people to rescue two bodyguards, and sent medical personnel into the Atayal tribe to treat patients, and gave the Atayal tribe a sum of money to improve their lives, so that the local county government stopped suppressing the Atayal tribe openly and secretly.

Without waiting for the elders and patriarchs of the Atayal tribe to come to thank him, Lin Jianqi left Xu Ruoxuan to reunite with his family and stay in Tai'an Hot Spring Villa.

The night is misty.

The peaks are misty and the waterfalls are roaring.

In the hot spring pool below the waterfall, Xiaoxiu, who is wearing a belly pocket, is blindfolded with a handkerchief as before.

When a pair of numb palms probed into her belly pocket from behind, Xiaoxiu fell into Lin Jianqi's arms with a soft sigh.