Lin Hu still knows a lot about Wang Ziqiao, especially the matter from the cupworm.

And the heart of choosing the strong to cling to also made Lin Hu really have the idea of taking refuge in Wang Ziqiao.

It's just that how long this idea can last, it's not sure, at least before Wang Ziqiao is still a strong man, Lin Hu plans to eat under Wang Ziqiao's hands.

But Wang Ziqiao really doesn't look down on Lin Hu, if the other party is a third-level great martial artist, maybe he will take the other party in, for now, it's just some use.

After the hypnotism was lifted, Wang Ziqiao looked at Lin Hu and said, "You continue to monitor Luo Feng and Guan Hang, if there is anything, call me directly!" ”

After saying a word, Wang Ziqiao turned away, and the rest of the people followed behind Wang Ziqiao.

Looking at the backs of the four of them leaving, Lin Hu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to remember anything just now, and the fear of Wang Ziqiao in his heart increased a little more, these four different, but with the same arrogant temperament, made Lin Hu also have some heartfelt yearning.

His fists clenched, he froze for a long time.

After Wang Ziqiao returned to the clubhouse, Jin Yu, Zhanfei, and Bai Su were disposing of the corpses.

The two third-level martial artists who took the lead were also dealt with by Zhanfei and Bai Su, but these two were also seriously injured.

At this time, everyone gathered in a spacious room, looking at the two people on the bed, Wang Ziqiao immediately used the healing technique, and it didn't take long for the two to recover completely.

The two injured Tibetan mastiffs were also healed by Prince Qiao.

Overall, the clubhouse did not suffer much damage.

After listening to Zhanfei's narration, Wang Ziqiao looked at Yu Wei with some surprise, because it was Yu Wei's sneak attack in the room that scared away the other two killers, and was bitten to death by six fierce dogs later.

"Mom and Dad, you all go and rest!" Prince Joe looked at his parents.

Wang Mingzhang and his wife nodded slightly and left first.

"Weiwei, go to sleep too, Sister Xiangxiang, I'm really sorry today, the first one to spend the night with me will let you encounter such a big trouble!" Prince Qiao looked at Huo Xiang.

Huo Xiang shook his head: "I'm fine, then Weiwei and I will go to rest!" ”

"Brother Ziqiao, tomorrow I will let Tsing Yi and Menglian Butterfly also come over, in that case, you can have two more helpers!" Yu Wei was reluctant to leave and held Wang Ziqiao's arm.

Wang Ziqiao shook his head: "Not for the time being!" ”

Yu Wei didn't say anything more, and left with Huo Xiang, and when she left, she swept Junko Matsubara, who had been standing aside, and she didn't know where Prince Qiao found the girl.

After arranging everyone one by one, Wang Ziqiao called Helian Hai again and asked him to send someone to get away the corpses of the black-clothed people in the clubhouse.

It was busy until three or four o'clock in the morning, and Wang Ziqiao was free.

Alone, I came to another building and opened the door, which was a luxurious and spacious bedroom.

Lying on the bed was none other than Tomosa Matsubara.

However, at this time, Matsubara Tomosa had already woken up, and when Wang Ziqiao pushed the door in, he also showed a slight difference, and said, "You saved me?" ”

Wang Ziqiao closed the door, sat on the sofa next to Matsubara Zhisha's bed, crossed his hands on his lap, leaned back, and smiled: "Do you think there are many people in this world besides me who can bring you back to life with a damaged heart?" ”

"How's my granddaughter?" Tomosa Matsubara is not thinking about himself, but Junko Matsubara.

"Don't worry, I said, she is my slave girl, my person, I naturally will not allow others to hurt her, whether she lives or dies, it must be decided by me, and only by me!" Prince Qiao replied frankly and easily.

Matsubara Tomosa frowned, he couldn't figure out what Prince Joe meant.

After a long time, he asked, "What purpose did you save me?" ”

"You're a ninja, popularly known as a samurai, right?" Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

Matsubara Tomosa was even more puzzled, but nodded.

"In Japan, samurai have been loyal to the object since ancient times, whether it is the shogunate or the emperor, they have their own masters, and samurai without masters can only be called ronin, I want to ask you, who is your master?" Wang Ziqiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Matsubara Tomosha quietly.

Matsubara Tomosa and Wang Ziqiao looked at each other, he couldn't see any information in Wang Ziqiao's eyes, and asked rhetorically, "Why do you want to ask like this?" ”

"Don't you think that your answer is disrespectful to a life-saving benefactor?"

Matsubara Tomosa took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, and said, "I, Matsubara Tomosa, are only loyal to the Shura God!" ”

"Shura God? Where was your Shura god when you were poisoned? When you were seriously injured, where was your god Shura? If I suppress your condition, it is equivalent to saving you once; I saved you here a second time; Now, I'm wondering if to save you a third time! ”

After hearing this, Matsubara Tomosa, if he didn't know what Prince Qiao meant, then he was not worthy of being called Tomosa, and said angrily: "You want me to be your samurai?" Worship you as your master? ”

"Your injuries are not healed yet, but I can promise you that in less than three days, I will be able to make you fully recover, and force out all the poison in your bone marrow, but can you tell me why I want to save you?"

"You mean, you can make me fully recovered?" Tomosa Matsubara asked rhetorically.

Prince Joe nodded.

"I can assure you in the spirit of bushido that as long as you can make me fully recover, I, Matsubara, Tomosa, can do any three things for you!" Matsubara Tomosa said with a resolute expression.

"No, no, no, you don't seem to have understood the meaning of my words, I have already saved you twice, your life is already mine, whether I want to save you a third time, it depends on whether you are willing to recognize me as a master!"

"You?" Matsubara Tomosa was furious: "Do you think I, a Japanese, will recognize Chinese as my master?" Or are you really arrogant that you can control a special ninja? ”

"Special forbearance? So, before you were injured, you were really a fifth-level grandmaster? You're the head of the Shura Sect, not some elder, right? I remember that in Japan, the highest cultivators are the heads! Prince Joe asked rhetorically.

"I am the head of the previous generation, and the head of this generation is my granddaughter!" Tomosa Matsubara replied.

"Matsubara Tomosa, if you want to get back on your feet and restore all your cultivation, then you must promise me a few conditions, first, recognize me as the master and be the house slave of my prince Joe; Second, he always regarded himself as a dead man, and from now on, there was no such person as Tomosa Matsubara in the world; Thirdly, my command is above all else! ”

While Wang Ziqiao spoke, his eyes also released spiritual power, like a male lion, suppressing Matsubara Zhisha and constantly impacting his weak soul.