Chapter 607: Secret War (Part II)

The news of the death of Jiro Yamamoto and others was not transmitted back by Junko Yamamoto. It happened for so long, and Junko Yamamoto, like the rest of the people who sent out, didn't hear from them all.

When the photo of Yan Da and the others was obtained by Shiro Yamamoto, he had already guessed that the people sent were already more than lucky. In order to find out the truth of the matter, Shiro Yamamoto sent his eldest son, Kazuo Yamamoto, to lead a team to Huaxia to investigate.

Accompanying Kazuo Yamamoto were two masters of the late period of ancient martial arts and Xuanwu similar to Huaxia and a Yamamoto family with a similar level of samurai Eguchi Fujiwara.

Eguchi Fujiwara was the star of the samurai class of the Wakoku Kingdom, becoming famous at the age of 20 and shocking the Wakoku at the age of 30. After the age of thirty-five, few people in the Japanese country heard of him again.

But Eguchi Fujiwara has always known that he is not the first samurai of the Wa Kingdom, and it is even a question whether he can even rank in the top three. More than 20 years ago, Shiro Yamamoto signed an unequal agreement with himself with only thirty moves, and he has been courteous to himself for so many years, so even if he was disgusted with this kind of family conspiracy and feud, Eguchi Fujiwara had to follow Kazuo Yamamoto to China to fulfill his promise.

Looking at Kazuo Yamamoto's respectful appearance, Eguchi Fujiwara not only did not feel happy, but felt cold in his heart. This young elite of the Yamamoto family, who is about to reach the level of the ground level, can put his stature so low, Eguchi Fujiwara does not dare to rely on the old and sell the old.

"After this mission, I'll teach you knife techniques when I go back!" Eguchi Fujiwara smiled helplessly.

"Xiexie Eguchi-kun guides, our Yamamoto family will definitely remember your kindness!" In order to get Eguchi Fujiwara's stunt, Kazuo Yamamoto endured humiliation for so many years and treated Eguchi Fujiwara respectfully, just for this day.

"Then I'll go out to rest, and you can report to your father!" After Eguchi Fujiwara finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.

"Hey!" Kazuo Yamamoto respectfully agreed.

The orchard horticultural field is almost all over the sunny corners of the south of Crouching Tiger Mountain. Except for the top of the mountain, fruit trees are planted everywhere you can plant trees. Although the fruit has been plucked, the rotting aroma of the fruit can be transmitted far and wide.

Kazuo Yamamoto inspected and tried to buy the right to use the entire mountain, but after inquiring, he learned that the mountain had become Zhen Cheng's private property the day after the incident. It's good to get this Huaguoshan horticultural farm now, because it's less than three kilometers away from the cave due east. Advance can be attacked, retreat can be defended. If you can take down the Shiqi Mountain Forest Farm on the back, then who owns this mountain will not be a big problem for the Yamamoto family to keep secrets.

The story of the praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches will be played out everywhere, and the same thing is also playing out in the Shiqi Mountain Forest Farm, but it is not as jishu as Yamamoto Kazuo, but it is full of violence and fear.

Lan Pokong came with the Blue Devil Tiger, and a group of fourteen people divided into three groups searched the entire mountain. Zuihou zeroed all his sights on the cave in Crouching Tiger's Mountains.

If Swallow Lane is one step faster than the Lan family, it is that it is fast to buy some caves in advance, and Lan Pokong sent people to try them, but they all returned. The terrain inside is very complicated, and the complexity makes these Yellow Order masters very painful. The Lan family didn't dare to explore the secret with great fanfare, so they could only go secretly a few times at night. After a few failures, instead of feeling disappointed, Lan Pokong and Blue Shirt were unusually happy. Because this shows that the purpose of Swallow Lane to buy this mountain is to make a cave.

The Lan family didn't care about this mountain originally, when Lan Pokong reported his decision to Lan Meng's death. What the Crouching Tiger was doing when he left the mountain became clear. Lan Mengdie thought of the possibility that he was most worried about. So he ordered Lan Pokong to buy what could be bought there at all costs!

"You'd better sign obediently, or I'll ruin one of your son's legs with this needle!" The blue shirt had a thin needle stuck to it in his hand, and it stopped above the knee of a five or six-year-old child.

"Woo woo, Dad, Dad, woo woo woo-" There were only four people in the room, Lan Pokong sat leisurely on the chair, and Wu Xiaodong, the owner of the Shiqi Mountain Forest Farm, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and thought carefully.

"You let go of my son, I'll sign, I'll sign!" Wu Xiaodong didn't want to sell, this forest farm poured half of his life's efforts. But these people in front of them are like robbers, they only refused once, and the second time they grabbed their whole family and threatened them.

"Sign then, bitch!" Lan Pokong threw the contract to Wu Xiaodong. According to Lan Pokong's thoughts, he originally wanted to kill Wu Xiaodong's family last night while it was dark, and then take the forest farm for himself. But under the strong persuasion of the blue shirts, he agreed, and used such a troublesome way to get the forest farm.

"Didn't you say three million? How did it become two and a half million? Wu Xiaodong just wanted to sign, but suddenly saw that the amount on the contract was wrong, stopped his pen, and asked suspiciously.

"If you sign one minute later, believe it or not, you won't have a chance to spend it? Don't *** test my patience! Lan Pokong directly smashed an ashtray on Wu Xiaodong's head and scolded.

"Ahh

"Sign!" The blue shirt carried the child and warned loudly.

"I'll sign, I'll sign!" Wu Xiaodong covered the blood that had flowed to his mouth with one hand, and hurriedly signed.

"Give you the money, and leave Tianbo City with your family before dark! If I see you and your family before midnight today, I'll kill all the gasping stuff in your house! Get out of here! ”

"I'll get out, I'll get out!" Grabbing the bank card on the table, Wu Xiaodong hugged his son, didn't even care about the blood on his forehead, and staggered out.

"Do you want to send someone to keep an eye on you?" The blue shirt glanced at Lan Pokong and asked softly with a red face.

"Forget it, let's spare their lives! You're still so kind! "I don't know if it's because of the land of Heilongjiang, Lan Pokong seems to have suddenly found himself when he came here.

After receiving the notice of Lan Meng's death, Lan Pokong stared at this, "Then I'll go out to see the living environment, can I help you arrange and arrange your room?" "The blue shirt doesn't know weishenme, and his heart is the shadow of Lan Pokong, but every time he wants to get close to Lan Pokong, Lan Pokong seems to be deliberately alienating himself and trying to avoid it.

"Okay, whatever you want!" Looking at the haggard appearance of the blue shirt, Lan Pokong wanted to boldly comfort the girl who had always had a crush on him. Age is really not a problem, the biggest problem is generation, that is, the opposition of my father. It's been almost ten days since he came out, Lan Pokong hasn't touched a woman yet, looking at the delicate figure of the blue shirt, Lan Pokong feels uncomfortable with the bulge in his crotch.

The sunset tried Zuihou's strength, but Zuihou was still very reluctant to fall below the horizon. When it was dark, Zhen Cheng and the others returned home.

Washing, eating, and then a few people chatted in the living room as usual.

"Let's play mahjong, it's too boring to sit like this!" Xiong Ge and others went to Erlangkou Village to experience life, and put a bunch of playing cards and mahjong tiles they bought here in Zhen Cheng.

"There's no color head, what's the point!" Wu Xin glanced at Yan Jiu'er and ate the grapes by herself.

"How about I pay you?" Zhen Cheng feels very happy, he is just like the landlord, his four aunts and wives have to pass the boring time and want to play cards to kill time.

"We didn't mean that!" Wu Xin glanced at Zhen Cheng and said with a smile.

"Which one is that?" Zhen Cheng was very puzzled and confused.

"You go upstairs and go online, I'll tell you later!" Nangong Wan'er suddenly spoke.

"I'm going to go to the Internet too, I don't know how to play mahjong, the three of you fight the landlord!" Seeing Zhen Cheng helplessly getting up to leave, Lin Mengwei blushed and begged.

"No way!" Yan Jiu'er and the three of them refused almost in unison.

"It doesn't matter, you can learn!" Wu Xin smiled and said, "You disappear quickly!" Wu Xin pointed to Zhen Cheng, who was still at the top of the stairs and did not leave.

"Yes, I'm gone! You four don't fight! Of course, don't call me when you fight, I can't hear CF with a headset! Zhen Cheng smiled and hurriedly ran up to the second floor.

"Okay then, don't blame me if you can't beat it!" Lin Mengwei said with an unhappy face.

"Then you're wrong, we're happy if you don't fight well!" Yan Jiu'er said with a smile while tidying up the table.

"Weishenme?" Lin Mengwei's eyes widened in horror.

"Weiwei, you won't be mentally retarded and you still don't know what Caitou is, right?" Nangong Wan'er stretched out the orchid and pointed at Lin Mengwei, motioning for her to sit in her lower house.

"How do I know what you're talking about!" Lin Mengwei threw twenty playing cards in front of her, which is probably "Let's play for twenty minutes to teach Weiwei, and then we start." Whoever loses their chips first starts to rank up. Whoever has more chips, who will Zhen Cheng belong to tonight, do you have any objections? Wu Xin saw that the four of them were all done, and patiently explained.

"Ah――――――" Lin Mengwei exclaimed.

"Poof--" There was the sound of a heavy object falling from the staircase on the second floor, and it seemed to be rolling.

(Thanks to the "Fifth Space" brothers for their rewards and promotion to Grandmaster, plus three more congratulations, and thirst for flowers to burst the chrysanthemums in front of them!) Brothers, give me a little more strength! )