Standing on the streets of bustling Tokyo, Yan Murong was as if Columbus had discovered the New World, with an excited expression on his face that the village gentlemen had entered the city, looking east and west, as if everything was fresh.

"Is it necessary?" Dong Wuyan asked.

"What?" Yan Murong didn't understand for a while, turned his head and asked suspiciously.

"I mean, what do you mean by that look? Is it better here than Hong Kong? ”

"Oh, I'm just curious." Yan Murong explained with a smile. "I've long heard that island people pay great attention to the concept of time, you see, they even go shopping as if there is a wolf behind them."

"Then you can keep watching." Dong Wuyan muttered. "I also pay attention to the concept of time, and I don't show up for half a day."

"Mie Ozawa, you say?" Yan Murong smiled. "She's here early, just peeking at us."

Yan Mu said complainingly. "Really, why do women here have similar hobbies to men?"

"Coming? Where is it? Dong Wuyan automatically ignored Yan Murong's words, his eyes glanced around, and he didn't see Mie Ozawa's figure.

"Isn't that what it is?"

Yan Murong beckoned to a shop not far away, and after a while, a beautiful woman dressed fashionably with long burgundy curly hair walked out of the store.

"Is voyeurism interesting?" Yan Murong looked at the woman in front of her who had changed drastically, and asked with a smile. "Or is this a ninja's disguise and caution?"

"What about medicine? Give me. Mie Ozawa stroked her long hair, and looked at Yan Murong with a pair of sapphire eyes with beautiful contact lenses, looking cute and a little sexy.

"You're late, and you're embarrassed to ask for an antidote?" Yan Murong looked at Mie Ozawa with a smile, and her eyes were full of teasing looks.

I have to say that compared with the seriously injured female ninja at the beginning, the current Mie Ozawa is more like a beautiful white-collar worker in a modern city, and people unconsciously have the idea of wanting to flirt, even Yan Murong is not exempt from vulgarity. But fortunately, he knew that this woman was not as simple as it seemed on the surface - science has proved that the more beautiful and colorful things are, the more poisonous they always hide under the beautiful exterior. Even a generation of heroes Zhang Wuji and his mother have said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more she will deceive people.

Indeed, Mie Ozawa is as beautiful as a little white flower now, but under this beautiful appearance, there is a murderous heart, if it weren't for Yan Murong's shameless defeat and being poisoned by Yan Murong, it is estimated that she would definitely rush up with a knife and chop Yan Murong into pieces and feed it to the dog.

"Give me the medicine." Mie Ozawa said pleadingly.

To be honest, she hated Yan Murong very much, and what did she say to give her jelly beans to eat-will your jelly beans be poisoned if you eat them?

Since eating Yan Murong's 'jelly bean', although the body can't detect anything abnormal, but every time I use my internal strength, I feel that my dantian starts to heat up, and then I feel more and more swollen, and as I use my internal strength for a longer time, this feeling becomes stronger and stronger, and even the blood vessels in my body feel that they are expanding wirelessly, as if they are about to explode - I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, in short, Mie Ozawa feels that even the eldest aunt is not normal now, it used to be once a month, once a seven-day at a time, but now it is twice a month, Once for three days, once for four days, what made her even more horrified was that the two times were still connected.

"Okay, give you the medicine, and I hope you can say something I like to hear." Yan Murong took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it into Ozawa Mie's hand. "There are three pills in this, take one now, and the remaining two take one every month - don't think about researching the formula, you can't study it, Lang is expensive, I don't have anything extra for you, if you accidentally die, then it doesn't matter to me."

"Only three months?" Mie Ozawa frowned. "What happens in three months?"

"I'll give it to you again then." Yan Murong said. "Alright, now let's talk about something I like to hear."

"Mitsui Hidetoshi and Mitsui Toshiaki don't have a good relationship." Mie Ozawa couldn't wait to swallow a pill and said. "But with Mitsui Masao's suppression, nothing happened - if you want to deal with him, you can start with the woman next to him."

"Start with his woman?" Yan Murong looked at Mie Ozawa in surprise. "A man like him, changing a woman faster than changing underwear, do you think he cares about a woman?"

"He will." Mie Ozawa nodded and said. "Like you said, he is the kind of person who doesn't want emotions as long as his body is in his body, but there are exceptions to everyone, and among those women, there is always someone he cares about - Mitsui Yingjun, on the surface, is what you Huaxia often say is lacking in heart. But this is only a superficial phenomenon, in fact, this person's scheming is very deep. He has people he cares about, and in order to protect her, he can only pretend not to care. ”

"I really didn't see that he also had a dedicated side." Yan Murong sneered. "But these don't seem to be useful, if I want to look it up, I can find it out, and then I'll talk about something else."

"Nope." Mie Ozawa said with her head bowed.

"None?" Yan Murong squinted his eyes and looked at Mie Ozawa for a while before he said. "Well, it looks like you won't find anything, but you'll have to do something more."

"What do you want me to do?" Mie Ozawa bit her lip, her eyes full of despair.

"Don't worry, look at your expression." Yan Murong hurriedly said. "Actually, it's good for you, too."

Seeing Mie Ozawa's inquiring expression, Yan Murong said. "Let me ask you, are you the lower ninja, and there are middle ninjas and upper ninja on top, and what is it above?"

"Further?" Mie Ozawa didn't understand why Yan Murong asked this, but she said anyway. "We're the leader above."

"Leader? Oh, that's your head. Yan Murong nodded and asked. Have you ever thought that one day you would be the leader? ”

"What?" Mie Ozawa was shocked and said in a loud voice. "I don't, I'm just a shinobi, Kui is a lineage, and it won't be my turn anyway."

"What are you afraid of, you can't hear it." Yan Murong said with a smile. "What would you think if I made you the leader?"

"I—I'm the leader?"

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Mie Ozawa felt as if she had heard that the United States was attacking Iraq because Saddam had stolen the Bush family's pressure cooker.

"That's right." Yan Murong took out another bottle from his arms with a smile on his face, and then played with it in his hand and said. "You see, there's a bottle here, and if you add some spices to them while they're eating, they'll all be under your control—okay? Why don't you give it a try? ”