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Although Buck was strange after receiving Xiao Jian's call, he didn't ask much, but agreed, "No problem, lone wolf, when are you going to leave?" ”

"The sooner the better!" Xiao Jian was also worried that something would happen in Jinghua City. Giving Literature Network (M)

"Hmmm! I see, you wait for my call. As soon as Buck hung up the phone, he reported the situation to the president and offered his opinion.

"Promise him, Andre has already reported to me, Xiao Jian is in a hurry to extinguish the fire, hehe, this is a rare opportunity to get close to him, I authorize you to dispatch any plane of the Air Force." The president understands that he can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and he has to think about people like Xiao Jian in the long run.

"Okay Mr. President, I know what to do." Buck was glad that the president endorsed his opinion.

An hour later, a military Humvee took Xiao Jian to a military base near Seattle. A military transport plane is ready for takeoff.

Buck didn't come to see off Xiao Jian, a captain ran over and saluted Xiao Jian: "Sir, please get on the plane, we will take off immediately." ”

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Xiao Jian nodded and walked along the gangway into the cabin of the plane. The cabin was empty, Xiao Jian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and immediately understood that this was a plane specially prepared for him by General Buck, that is to say, it was a military plane.

With a loud roar, the plane took off and disappeared into the sky......

At about 10 o'clock in the morning of the next day, Xiao Jian's military plane landed safely at the US military base in Xijing. He dismissed the kindness of the base officer to send him, and instead walked out of the base and took a taxi.

Far away, far cool, after the inspection of the noisy and lonely

At the moment when he got into the car, Xiao Jian changed his appearance.

"Where are you going, sir?" The driver saw that Xiao Jian was coming out of the US military base, and his words were very respectful.

There was a hint of surprise on the driver's face, but he immediately started the car. Taxis quickly merge into the traffic on the road.

"Sir, are you going to condole?" The driver saw that the atmosphere in the car was dull and at the same time curious.

"Condolence? Did anyone die in the Yamaguchi-gumi? "Xiao Jian is very strange, could it be that one of the elders in the group died?

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"Looks like Mr. doesn't know yet? As I walked past the entrance of the Yamaguchi-gumi, the mourning hall was lavishly decorated, the police were maintaining order, and even His Majesty the Emperor had sent wreaths and couplets. The driver's tone was full of envy, and he hated that he was the one who couldn't lie in the coffin.

"I just came back from the United States and I don't have a habit of bringing a mobile phone, so I don't know." Xiao Jian said.

"No wonder, sir, you're from the Yamaguchi-gumi, too, aren't you?" The driver asked.

"Yes!" Xiao Jian didn't want to explain, so he responded casually.

"Ahh I'm so honored to have pulled in an elder-level figure, sir, your fare is free. The driver's words were more respectful, and now that the Yamaguchi-gumi are in full swing in Xijing City, who would dare not be respectful.

Xiao Jian wondered, how could the driver identify himself as an elder of the Yamaguchi-gumi?

"Needless to say, the big guys don't bring their own mobile phones." The driver's reason is simple and intuitive.

Xiao Jian couldn't help but want to laugh, the thinking of the people of the Chinese country is simply unreasonable, according to this, wouldn't those who ask for food in the country of Huaxia become big people.

While speaking, the taxi stopped at an intersection, and the driver said, "Sir, the front is closed, fortunately, it is not far away, please walk over, I'm sorry, please forgive me." ”

Xiao Jian nodded, took out a 100-yuan dollar bill and put it on the bridge.

"This, this, sir...... Alas, there are still a lot of good people in the Yamaguchi-gumi! The driver put away the dollar bill and couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, the building from the intersection to the Yamaguchi-gumi building is sealed, and the streets are lined up with wreaths made of flowers, which is a spectacular sight.

The entire building of the Yamaguchi-gumi is covered by a blue curtain from top to bottom, and two huge white cloth balls hang from the sides of the building and flutter in the wind. In the center of the building is a huge inscription made of white cloth, which is more than ten meters high.

The door of the building is surrounded by green cloth, and there are two white flowers hanging on both sides, but they are slightly smaller.

On either side of the doorway stood two rows of uniformed policemen, all with solemn expressions and salute guns raised straight in their hands.

Under the canopy are two rows of sturdy men in black suits, also with stern expressions, even crying and mourning.

There were countless incense sticks and paper money on the side of the road for people to use, and there were several young and beautiful girls distributing white flowers, and some simply helped people to insert them directly into their clothes.

When Xiao Jian saw such a formation, he seemed to understand something in his heart, but he was not sure.

He touched a handful of high incense, and a young girl stepped forward to pin a white flower on his chest, and comforted him in a nice voice: "Sir, please mourn and change!" ”

Day! Xiao Jian scolded in his heart: I don't even know who died, Jie Waishun became a fart!

"Whoa!" Two rows of police officers salute with guns raised.

"You've done a great job! Thank you for your kind attention! Two rows of men in black bent down and bowed together.

Walking into the door, the huge hall is also full of flowers and couplets. A bustling crowd was lining up to get up and bow to the incense.

"Sir, please wait in line at the back!" A young man in a black suit stepped forward to stop Xiao Jian and made a gesture of please.

Xiao Jian looked around and didn't see the figure of Yamamoto Motoichi, there were many people here, so he had to obediently go to the queue.

The walls of the hall were also framed with a cyan cloth, and there was still a huge inscription in the middle. Further down is a long table with seasonal melons and fruits, whole pigs and whole sheep, whole chickens and whole fish and other sacrifices.

There seems to be a pair of mirror frames in the middle of the bar, but it is not clear because of the smoke. Anyway, it will be his turn soon, and Xiao Jian is too lazy to use his spiritual power to look.

However, the conversation between the previous few people attracted Xiao Jian.

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"Yamada-kun, I didn't expect you to come too."

"Yes, the owner of the Yamaguchi-gumi is dead, who dares not to sell face."

"However, how did I hear that this master is from Huaxia?"

"Shhhh Be quiet, I heard that this person was very powerful in his life, and he killed hundreds of people in the Yamaguchi Group at one time, and even His Majesty the Emperor respected him for three points. ”

"Wow! Overmatch! Absolutely strong, no wonder the Yamaguchi-gumi worship him as the master. ”

"That's right! The strong will always be an example for us to worship and learn, it's time for me, don't talk about it, we have to be sincere! ”

……

Xiao Jian shook his head helplessly, and said that the Yamato nation of the Japanese country is a very servile nation, and now it seems that it is true, it is said that when the American occupation troops withdrew from the Japanese country, the people of the Japanese country were thousands of empty alleys and alleys to send off, and some girls actually hugged the American soldiers and cried and fainted on the street.

If the servile nation does not fight, it will not work, and it will not work if it is not ruthless. If you treat them well and tolerate them, you will make them look down on them!

After more than ten minutes, it was finally Xiao Jian's turn to bow and salute.

He walked to the front of the bar, and when he saw the frame clearly, he couldn't help crying and laughing, because in the frame was a portrait of him, although it was not very similar, but it looked like a god, and there were five words written underneath: Master's Spiritual Seat!

Damn it! It turned out to be his own mourning hall!

The latter department does not hate ghosts and enemies, and learns to fight the sun and pick up the lonely early

(Ask for flowers!) Ask for flowers! ）

The back department does not hate ghosts and enemies, and learns to fight Yang and pick up Lone early, "Yes!" The strong will always be an example for us to worship and learn, it's time for me, don't talk about it, we have to be sincere! ”――