"No matter what you say, I don't need to understand these things, my job is to fight, not to study this damn Art of War you said." Kurt was unimpressed by his words. "I'd like to know how you use this Art of War against bullets when a gun is aimed at your head. Do you want to keep that book in front of a bullet? ”

Americans are so conceited.

Echizen Naoto thought so in his heart, but his face looked at Kurt silently.

"The Art of War is not only a kind of learning, but also a kind of 'Tao', which is related to the Art of War all the time throughout one's life. There are different standards about warriors, Easterners and Westerners, so your conceit is unjustified, Mr. Russell. ”

Kurt laughed. "But no one has been able to prove it until now."

Naoto Echizen smiled. "Can you kill me? If you're as good as you think you are. ”

Kurt took a closer look at Naoto Echizen. Because of wearing an ill-fitting bathrobe, his 175-centimeter figure looks even thinner, while Kurt is 188 centimeters tall and weighs 95 kilograms. Regardless of the size difference, Kurt has been playing football since high school, and is a Golden Glove winner in Army boxing, and after training in Delta, Kurt even considers himself the strongest in the entire US military.

"It's easy to kill you." Kurt was full of confidence.

"Maybe it doesn't have to be that dangerous." Naoto Echizen pushed away the small table in front of him. "As long as you can *** me, I believe that you have the ability to kill me, otherwise, you can't be trusted with anything, and I'm not interested in working with such a guy."

Kurt had seen depictions of Japanese samurai in movies when he was a child.

These men carried long, graceful knives, and often drew their knives to each other without speculation, and their ferocity and agility made Kurt very awe-inspired. Even more 'fascinating' are the ninjas dressed in black, who can fly up walls, disguise, stealth, use smoke to escape, and when they do, they can always make the kids in the movie theater scream. Kurt was no exception, he used to sit in the cinema and watch these ninja movies all day, hoping to find out their flaws or mysteries.

But then he learned that it was just a movie. Everything in it was stunts, and everything he was in awe of was a dreamlike creation of photography, so he no longer worshiped these things like gods. Although he knew that karate and judo were good martial arts, how powerful were they outside of the ring? Kurt has grown into a martial arts expert himself, and he knows that in hand-to-hand combat, speed of reaction is everything. No matter how beautiful and cumbersome a move is, it is not as useful as a slap in the throat or a punch in the chin.

Naoto Echizen was sitting there, it was too easy to *** him.

"OK, then I'll give it a try." Kurt stood up and warmed up with his hands and feet. "Are you sure you don't have to call an ambulance?"

Naoto Echizen smiled. "Unless you can't stand me beating me."

Fearing that he would injure Naoto Echizen, Kurt only used a rugby grappling move to pounce, thinking that with his strength and weight, he could knock Naoto Echizen unconscious. As soon as his hands touched Naoto Echizen, Naoto Echizen had already grabbed his bathrobe, twisted his body, and threw Kurt to the ground. Before Kurt could come to his senses, he felt his wrists twisted and flipped over by a pair of powerful hands, and the tearing pain made him not realize that his neck was also clamped by a pair of 'legs' and he could not breathe.

Echizen Naoto continued his movements for two or three seconds, and then let go of Kurt.

Kurt rubbed his neck and got up from the ground. "Hell, that's what you call judo?"

"If it was judo, your neck was twisted off just now." Naoto Echizen stood up and bowed to Kurt. "It's aikido, so you'll only feel a little pain."

Kurt jumped a few times and took a boxing stance. "Let's try again."

Naoto Echizen smiled slightly. "There's no point in this kind of competition. If you can defeat me, it doesn't mean that you can kill me, and 'being able to defeat' and 'being able to kill' are different concepts. Mr. Russellt, you know this better than I do. ”

Kurt thought about it and had to admit that Echizen Naoto's words made a lot of sense. "Victory" and "killing" are indeed different concepts, but until Naoto Echizen said it, Kurt never thought of the difference. Maybe this Japanese man really has the ability, at least no one in "Scythe" has been able to knock Kurt on his head so easily.

After getting Cote's confirmation, Echizen Naoto specially assigned a massage 'girl' for Cote.

"Japanese massage helps to recover from physical fatigue, Mr. Russell." He smiled pointedly. "It can be restored both mentally and physically."

"Call me Kurt, Mr. Naoto Echizen." Kurt also bowed as he did in the same way as Echizen Naoto.

"Then please call me 'Echizen'." Naoto Echizen bowed deeply.

Then he turned to the massage 'girl' and muttered something to the woman, who kept bowing and saying "Hello". Kurt understood the meaning of the word, and it looked like Echizen Naoto was giving him something to the massage 'girl'.

Then Echizen Naoto turned to Kote.

"Kurt, I've already told this 'woman' that you're our guest of honor, so please don't hold back and enjoy yourself."

Kurt squeezed his eyes at Naoto Echizen and left the room with the massage 'girl' in his arms.

Looking at Kurt's back, Echizen Naoto's eyes 'revealed' a kind of hatred, and if Kurt saw his eyes, he would definitely feel his scalp tingle. Echizen Naoto slowly tidied up his bathrobe, then pulled the small table with the tea set back in front of him, slowly poured himself a cup of tea, 'touched' a mobile phone from under the small table, and pressed a button.

Kenzo Kikui's majestic voice came from the phone.

"Echizen-kun, how are things going?"

"Mr. Chief, everything is going smoothly according to your orders." Although it was over the phone, Naoto Echizen still behaved respectfully. "I'll join Kurt with some people."

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Echizen-kun." Kikui's tone softened a bit. "It is also important for us in Japan to do everything we can to help our allies and make sure that they can achieve their goals, and to find out what the U.S. allies want to do and what secrets they already have. I'm tired of begging for others in a low voice, and I'm even more tired of the days when Japan had to rely on others for intelligence. Keep it up, Echizen-kun, don't let me down, don't let the whole internal adjustment room down. ”

"For the sake of Japan, I am willing to be the second Ryohei Uchida, and my wish is to defeat China." Naoto Echizen bowed deeply to the phone. "I will not disappoint Mr. Chief, nor will I disappoint my colleagues in the Internal Adjustment Office."

"Come on, Echizen-kun." Kenzo Kikui sighed and put down the phone.

With many years of experience in intelligence work, Kikui Kenzo determined that the United States' request this time was of profound significance. Although Bob was clever enough to send only a low-level intelligence agent to negotiate to show the Americans' nonchalance, it was Big Bob's casual attitude that made Kikui suspicious. Kenzo Kikui knows very well the working methods and working methods of Big Bob, who always thinks that he has mastered the 'essence' of Oriental culture, but in fact he is still far behind.

The addition of Naoto Echizen gave the "Big Scythe" a springboard to enter the Chinese mainland, and also strengthened cooperation with the Americans in intelligence, which was the beginning of the construction of the Cabinet Investigation Intelligence Office for the ambitious Kikui Kenzo. He very much hoped that through this cooperation, Japan would demonstrate its intelligence capabilities and win the trust of the Americans, and that he would not only get the support of the Americans but also be authorized to launch Japan's own spy satellites.

"I'm afraid the Chinese will have big trouble this time." Yoshio Suzuki, whose face was flushed, burped, and he rushed directly from the "Tsuruya" to Kikui's official residence, and he had not yet fully sobered up from the alcohol.

"Every time we say that, but every time we don't see the results we want." Sitting on the tatami mat, Kenzo Kikui stared blankly at the few cherry blossoms in the yard. "We Japanese have the best spies in the world, but we don't get the place we deserve, and this will be a mortal danger in the near future. The Chinese are getting stronger and stronger, and it is already difficult to defeat them in a single field, so the scale of intelligence work must be expanded, but people like Echizen are becoming more and more difficult to find. ”

"Even if we can find it, it's hard to control it in our hands." Suzuki also lamented. "Because people don't have to worry so much, they are more comfortable in doing things, but politics is different. To take care of the mood of Asian countries, we have to hold back, and without China, we would be seen as a source of danger, so those who are talented are not very willing to work for politics. ”

"Talent is not that important to us." Kenzo Kikui looked up. "Loyalty is the most important thing. However, more and more young people are 'addicted' to a luxurious life and have completely lost their self-motivation, which is worrying. China has the same problem, but they have a large population, and even if only one out of ten people are motivated, the total number is more than five out of ten of us are motivated. In my opinion, the world is actually in the hands of those who are self-motivated, and how many motivated people in a country is the standard for measuring national strength. Japan, in the long run, is definitely no match for China, so we have to spare no effort to fight it and let it collapse before it has time to defeat us. ”

"For the sake of this goal, we do not hesitate to grovel even to the Americans. It's a shame, Suzuki-kun. Kenzo Kikui sighed bitterly. When China falls, who will be Japan's next enemy? In my own opinion, it is definitely arrogant America, so we have to take a long-term view, and from this point of view, the Mossad is our role model. ”