Yokosuka, a fairly important city, is located on the Miura Peninsula on the west coast of Tokyo Bay, choking the port of Tokyo.

There are not many Chinese here, and it is not an ideal tourist city, so it is one of the few major military ports in this area outside of Okinawa.

The reason why I came to this place is actually what Wang Kangjian meant.

According to Zhang Jue's idea, it is also good to go to Tokyo or Nagoya to travel and live in escape.

But Wang Kangjian really wanted to see this Yokosuka. Because Wang Kangjian said that this Yokosuka looked really relieved, and this was the only city that was invaded.

It is not surprising that Hiroshima has survived the atomic bomb, but this Yokosuka is of great historical significance, because this is the place where the door to this was opened when the old United States was doing this.

Now, the relationship between Lao Mei and Yumoto is good, and Yokosuka has become the place with the most Americans outside of Okinawa.

In this way, Yokosuka has become a very strange place. There are many memorials to the invasion of the United States in this place, as well as sculptures of local anti-American heroes.

At the same time, it is also the place with the largest number of Americans outside of Okinawa.

Just from the fact that in this small city, most of the shops on the streets are in English, and only a few are in Japanese.

On the streets, you can see American GIs walking around in old US military uniforms, and there are some people who are a little disgusted and afraid in their eyes.

The army. It's inevitable to be lonely, so there are endless things to do with the foundation, and pure straight men always rely on their hands to solve it, and after a long time, there will be trouble.

Therefore, there are often scandals of old Meiqiang women here.

In this way, this little one Yokosuka. It becomes very complicated and very weird.

Wang Kangjian came here to travel, and according to his original words, he came to relieve his anger.

I didn't do anything, I just looked at every grass and tree in this place and felt relieved.

Of course, this kind of tricky petty people's angry young thoughts. It is also the mentality of most Chinese people. Willing to see other people's jokes, but ...... Hehe.

Zhang Jue and Lin Yun have no opinion, where to go? It's also a good idea to wander around.

"Hello, how many?"

The famous Goddess Hotel, the three of them entered the hall, and the waiter hurriedly came forward to say hello. I actually spoke English, and it was pure.

Also, a lot of them here are old and beautiful, and if you don't know English, it's over.

What surprised Zhang Jue was. On the roof of this goddess hotel, there is a huge copycat version of the Statue of Liberty.

It's a strange planting, the landmark building of the United States, let a hotel use it. However, you can also see the local culture of Yokosuka, which is different from most areas of Komoto.

Zhang Jue said in English: "Open two houses." ”

The waiter smiled and led the three to the front desk for registration, and then led the three to the guest room.

On the way, the waiter actually spoke Chinese, a little bluntly: "You are Chinese, right?" ”

Zhang Jue nodded: "Yes." ”

The waiter smiled. became a little cheerful, and said excitedly: "Hello, Your Excellency." My ancestral home is from Zhejiang Province. ”

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you also Chinese? International students? ”

"No, no. My grandfather is a native of Wenzhou, who came to study in Japan during World War II, and finally stayed for some reasons. Took my grandmother, and then, there was me. ”

“……”

This combination of local and foreign Chinese dialects. made the three of them a little ridiculous.

Wang Kangjian smiled and said, "Took your grandmother?" So, with you? Sure enough, it's all true in the movie. ”

"Yes, yes. Be. ”

The waiter nodded happily, not hearing the teasing in Wang Kangjian's words.

Zhang Jue glared at Wang Kangjian and said with a smile: "Do you like China?" ”

"Like. Yearning. My grandfather passed away last year, and his last words were that I would go home to see it in the future, and he said that he had not been back for more than 60 years, and asked me to pay homage to my ancestors. I was very yearning, I heard my grandfather talk about it, the legend of the White Snake, the Leshan Buddha, the legend of the Yangtze River Divine Dragon, and the story of the Yellow River. Wuyi Mountain Tea Ceremony, Shaolin Temple Thirteen Stick Monks...... Yearning. ”

Wang Kangjian patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Do you yearn for the immortal who flies to the sky?" ”

A flash of excitement flashed in the waiter's eyes: "Longing, my grandfather said that the immortal cultivators of Wudang Mountain are amazing, powerful." ”

Wang Kangjian was full of black lines: "It's a person who cultivates immortals in Wudang Mountain, not an immortal cultivator." Shame on the ancestors is a curse in our place. ”

The waiter nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked strangely: "Is there really a person who cultivates immortals in Wudang Mountain?" ”

"I don't know."

The waiter had a look of disappointment in his eyes, opened the doors of the two rooms, and said, "Your Excellency, please settle in, I want to come and chat with the three of you when you have time, and please give me advice." ”

Don't hesitate to teach?

It sounded awkward, and it felt like a fight. But in fact, there is a kind of courtesy in it.

Zhang Jue nodded: "Okay, you can get busy." By the way, what's your name? ”

"Seiya Yokohama."

Wang Kangjian was surprised: "What is your relationship with Saint Seiya?" ”

"Hahaha." The waiter understood the joke and smiled and said, "I'm his cousin." ”

“……”

The Netherworld was in turmoil, and the forces of all sides were overturned, and except for the realm managed by the Patriarch Dao, there was almost no daylight. The fighting methods in the open, the wits in the secret, the intrigues, and the assassinations and frame-ups are endless.

This big change came really suddenly, and it came really sensational.

It is as peaceful as the underworld, the hometown of the deceased, but there is still war, which is simply unimaginable.

This qiē has to start with the demise of the Heavenly Master's Dao.

After the destruction of the Heavenly Master Dao, there was no owner of hell, and someone appointed by the Impermanence Mansion or the Providence of Heaven took office. From the original inheritance system, it has entered the grassroots selection system.

Both systems are good and bad, during the period of the Heavenly Master Taoist Inheritance System, all kinds of officials in hell are all family, outsiders cannot get involved, civilians will always be civilians, and there is no saying that there will be a day of coming out without struggle. That's the downside.

But the advantage is that they are all a family, sent from top to bottom, the disciplines they learn are the same, the means are the same, the way of thinking is the same, and the management system is the same. There is no such thing as attacking each other, or there are few things that seek power and usurp the throne. In a certain sense, they spend most of their energy on business and governance.

And after entering the grass people selection system, that is, the "fan n main system", it will definitely be good in the later stage, let's not talk about it first. But in the early days, when everyone's position was unstable, they all wanted to take advantage of the chaos to climb up one more position. Thus, the contradiction came out.

And because the strength, plainness, thinking, and means are not the same, they are uneven. This has created the law of the jungle, under natural selection, the strong are stronger, and the weak are forced to become stronger. And so it was dark.

So they focused on attacking each other, rather than governing.

Of course, at one time they did not dare to be so blatant. But now, it's messed up, because the master is gone. As long as there is always an official level at the top, then there is a system. Layer by layer, everyone dare not mess around, and there is such a thing as the law.

But after there is no master above, there is an official-level fault. At this time, another version of the law of the jungle was formed-the princes of all sides!

After becoming a prince of all parties, the rank of the official is no longer important. What matters is strength, and how many people will listen to you.

What was once a secret fight against each other has turned into a war in the open. Hell is in chaos...... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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