The next day, in the afternoon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In an old town in Tokyo's Taito Ward, there are many old buildings that have been preserved for hundreds of years, including Sensoji Temple, which is one of the oldest buildings in Tokyo, with a history of 1,400 years.

With no one to accompany him, Zhou Dong came to the gate of Sensoji Temple alone, and did not go in, but just walked around.

Zhou Dong, who came to Japan, is dressed as a Parisian painter today, with a white shirt and gray vest, especially a gray woolen beret that looks like the finishing touch.

Zhou Dong found a suitable position, sat on the edge of the flower bed, took out the easel he was carrying behind him, set it up, and began to paint.

After a while, a black bridge car drove quietly like a ghost and stopped beside him.

Mariko Shida got out of the car, her slender eyebrows raised a good-looking arc, and she asked in a displeased tone, "Mr. Zhou, may I ask where we have neglected you?" ”

"Nope." Zhou Dong found a suitable position, sat on the edge of the flower bed, and then began to depict Sensoji Temple.

Mariko's face was a little better, and she asked reluctantly, "Then why did you leave alone?" Mr. Zhou, I was told by my grandfather that I must take you on a tour of Japan. ”

"You're not always so obedient, are you?" Zhou Dong was delicately and steadily coloring the white paper, while saying intriguing words.

Mariko was a little confused for a while, so she had to watch Zhou Dong's painting behavior, but her eyes were quickly attracted.

Soon!

Very stable!

For a moment, Mariko seemed to see the drawing paper turn into a computer screen, and the machine system quickly and accurately slowed out the lines one by one, and in just a few tens of seconds, completed a vivid vision of Sensoji Temple.

Ignoring Mariko's surprise, Zhou Dong rolled up the finished painting, and put away the easel cleanly with his hands and feet.

"Give it to you, so I can explain it to your grandfather today." Zhou Dong didn't use ink dye, so he stuffed the scroll directly to Mariko, and then walked to the men's bathroom.

After waiting for ten minutes, Mariko didn't wait for Zhou Dong to come out, and it was impossible for her to go into the men's bathroom to find someone until someone quietly reported to her.

At this time, Zhou Dong had disappeared into the crowd of people and traffic at the scenic spot, but Mariko chased after him accurately.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Dong got on the railroad train that is common everywhere in Japan, and he didn't seem to notice Mariko boarding the train in another car at all.

"Whether the hunter is stalking the prey, or the fisherman is fishing, it should be both." Zhou Dong folded his hands on his stomach in his seat, closed his rest, and his spiritual power diffused.

Inside the carriage, it was calm.

When they were about to reach the final station, in the carriage where Zhou Dong and Mariko were located, a few black suits mixed in with the passengers suddenly attacked the two of them.

"Everybody squat!"

Zhou Dong heard another black suit shouting in Japanese, he could listen to and speak Japanese, unlike Old David, who also needed an accompanying diplomat to translate before he could communicate with Yashida.

In addition to some unpopular majors such as ancient Greek, Zhou Dong can listen to and speak mainstream minor languages such as French, German, Russian, and Spanish.

The two black suits took out the rope, and Zhou Dong stretched out his hands extremely cooperatively, letting the other party tie himself up, and the cooperation without saying a word was curious.

On Mariko's side, there was not such harmony, two of the six in black suits found her, and the other four were stopped by Harada, the bodyguard who was secretly protecting Mariko.

Originally, the two black suits were just planning to kidnap her, but one of them, for some reason, took out the knife in his arms and stabbed her in the abdomen.

Zhou Dong watched this scene with interest, if Mariko was a traditional Japanese woman as weak as in the movie, then blood would definitely be splashed in the next second.

Mariko realizes that the bodyguards can't help her, and the other party really wants to kill her, so she has to take action.

Conventional fighting without it, eye disease and quick hands win.

Mariko has good eyesight, her hand movements are very fast, and she can clearly see the whole process of the opponent's stabbing movement, her snow-white and slender hand is like a white snake, wrapping around the opponent's wrist, and then exerting force at the joint.

With a click, the wrist of the black suit was dislocated, and he let out a scream of pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"Please be ready for the train, the train is about to arrive at Fukuyama City Station."

The radio in the train was like a starting gun on the field, and as soon as it sounded, Zhou Dong immediately began to rampage.

Zhou Dong first stunted a black suit with a head hammer, then crouched down and jumped up, and his hands tied behind him grabbed the rings as they arched their backs.

In a difficult gymnastic movement, Zhou Dong shrank up, and with the terrifying body control that humans seem, he shrunk up and reversed his body from the back to the front, and then his hands became tied in front.

In fact, this difficulty is not incredible, and it is actually the same action as sitting on the ground with both hands clasped behind him, and then raising his buttocks to pass his hands under him, but because the difficulty of performing in the air is magnified many times, the other passengers in the train are shocked when they see it.

The remaining black suit pounced on him, Zhou Dong didn't even need to use his brain to think, and with a reflexive lift of his foot, he directly kicked him to the door connecting the train car, and there was a loud bang.

"Whoever has a knife, can you cut it for me?"

Zhou Dong bowed and politely asked the passengers around him for help, and immediately a female high school student enthusiastically took out the small scissors he carried with him to help him.

"Thank you."

Zhou Dong didn't plan to continue the movie-like plot with this average-looking female high school student, and strode directly to the carriage door and into another carriage.

"Please be ready for the train, the train is about to arrive at Fukuyama City Station."

The train jolted slightly, and had begun to slow down.

Three of the six black suits in the carriage lay down, two of whom Mariko had fallen over, and she had used joint techniques to cause a coma.

"Mariko-sama, you're pretty skilled."

Zhou Dong passed by Mariko's side, and then walked to the exit of the door of the train that had stopped.

Mariko didn't hesitate, completely ignoring Harada, the bodyguard who was still fighting hard against the four black suits over there, squeezed into the crowd of panicked fleeing, chasing the gray back.

This attack must have something to do with him!

As Mariko expected, near the crowd, she keenly noticed that there were other people gathering here, either for her or for Zhou Dong.

It's just strange that Mariko found out that she followed Zhou Dong all the way, obviously a few times she passed by those people in black suits and killers in civilian clothes, but they didn't react in the slightest, as if the target was not her?

But if that's the case, why did someone even attack her with a knife when she was in the car?

As soon as the question weighed heavily on her heart, Mariko quickened her pace, catching up with the black-haired young man who seemed to be in no hurry but was actually very fast.

In the city, after Zhou Dong left the train station, he intercepted a taxi.

Mariko couldn't make it in time, so she could only stop a private car and use the prestige of the Shishida family to get the other party to follow the taxi.