Kameda Masao is a tough man and a doer.

This meant that he was not the ambassador who would only shut himself in the door, stomp his feet, and be incompetent and furious.

He can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, even if he doesn't get any support, or even commit a crime.

Therefore, when the Japanese who came to invite Chen Jianqiu stood at the gate of Chinatown, Chen Jianqiu was still a little surprised.

"Neither humble nor arrogant?" Chen Jianqiu stood on the second floor of the teahouse, looking at the Japanese man who did not squint.

"Well, he said that President Kameda cordially invited you to talk, and in exchange, he could stay in Chinatown as a hostage." He Kuan said as he stood beside him.

He had studied in Japan, so he knew Japanese.

"Bullshit, a hundred of him isn't worth enough for my boss's life, are we stupid?" Li Sifu behind him was very dissatisfied, "Besides, when the fight started, he didn't say a word, but now he lost the fight and came to make peace, what is it?" ”

"Then, I'll send him away." He Kuan said and turned around to go downstairs.

Chen Jianqiu waved his hand:

"If you want to talk, you're definitely welcome, and I also want to know what the idea of the guy on the other side is called Kameda Masao."

"However, it is not up to him to decide where to negotiate,"

He turned to He Kuan.

"You go and tell the messenger that if Kameda Masao really wants to negotiate, he will come to this teahouse at noon tomorrow, and forget it if he is afraid of death."

The Japanese man with the letter quickly told the news to Kameda Masao.

"Kameda-kun, those Chinese are scheming, it's better not to go!"

In the game room of the guild hall, Priest Sato sat face-to-face with Masao Kameda with a small paper fan.

Haruma Yamamoto sat on the side of the two of them.

The two didn't play against each other today.

Kameda Masao still has the same dead mother face, but from Sato's point of view, the dead mother is full of unwillingness and forbearance.

"No, the negotiation was proposed by us, and if we don't go now, it will be even more confirmed that our original motive for negotiation is problematic!"

Kameda Masao said word by word in a stuck tone, and his voice was extremely hoarse, boring and ugly.

"And what if they detain you?" The priest fanned his fan, but there was no concern on his expression.

"No, I think that Mr. Chen is a smart person, he wouldn't do such a thing." Kameda said, "I'll let Haruma Yamamoto go with me, and it should be fine." ”

Haruma Yamamoto shuddered.

He couldn't help but think of the scene from that day in Chinatown.

Anyway, he didn't want to go to that place again for a short time.

However, he soon ran into Kameda Masao's gaze.

Haruma Yamamoto couldn't help but shudder again.

It's an old crocodile's eyes, with a withered face, but the gaze can kill at any moment.

Haruma Yamamoto doesn't know if he can come back safely with Kameda to Chinatown this time, but he understands that if he refuses now, he will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

So he lowered his head: "Hi Yi! ”

After receiving Haruma Yamamoto's reply, Kameda Masao immediately looked at Priest Sato again and said in a deep voice:

"If something really happens to me, then I will be considered to have sacrificed my life for the emperor, and I should also be transformed into a heroic soul in the world, right?"

Priest Sato slapped the fan a few more times.

He tilted his head and looked at Kameda Masao for a long time, and only then did he say a sentence on his thin lips:

"Yes, Kameda-kun."

The next day, Masao Kameda and Haruma Yamada appeared at the entrance of Chinatown.

The president of Genyosha is still dressed as a traditional samurai.

He picked out a navy blue silk kimono and put on his family's ancestral katana.

Kameda Masao glanced at the treasure knife in his hand and sighed with some emotion.

The ancestor of the Kameda family was originally a retainer of the Takeda family, and later followed Tokugawa Ieyasu, and he was also famous for a while.

However, in his generation, he could only serve the emperor in a place like Hawaii.

Haruma Yamamoto beside him was still wearing the same sleeveless short coat, his turban fluttering in the wind, the muscles on his arms were strong and powerful, and the green tendons were bursting up.

One thing to say, when this guy pretends to be, he still has the demeanor of a grandmaster.

"Chen Jianqiu! Come out and meet me! We're here to negotiate! ”

Haruma Yamamoto took a deep breath and shouted with a full breath.

Although it is the home of the Chinese, the momentum cannot be weak.

"Chen! Sword! Autumn! ”

However, no one paid any attention to him.

Chinatown has long since returned to normal, and there are many pedestrians coming and going at the intersection.

They all looked at the two Japanese with strange eyes.

Although they couldn't understand what they were saying, they could still understand the words "Chen Jianqiu".

That person is now a first-class hero in their minds.

What are these two Japanese looking for that big hero?

"Chen! Sword! Autumn! ”

Haruma Yamamoto continued to shout, his face white and red for a while.

Bai is because shouting this voice consumes too much energy, and his breath can't keep up; The red is because of the annoyance and shame that the blood is surging, and the face is red.

Kameda's expression was as gloomy as ever.

But obviously, he also felt a great insult, and his hanging fingers were trembling slightly.

"Hey, what's the yelling, didn't you come to the teahouse?"

After a while, a head poked out from the teahouse not far from the street and yelled at Yamamoto Haruma.

It's Li Sifu.

He didn't care about any etiquette or not, he just felt that these two people were too noisy, so he poked out.

Haruma Yamamoto couldn't understand Chinese, and Li Sifu couldn't understand Japanese.

The two of them stared at each other like chickens and ducks.

"I also came to negotiate, and I didn't even bring a translator." Li Sifu muttered.

Kameda, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly raised his head and shouted in a hoarse voice at the teahouse:

"We came to negotiate sincerely, and we also invited Mr. Chen to come out and meet him."

He speaks Chinese, and although he is not proficient, he has clear words.

Kameda is Chinese, he not only understands Chinese, but also Cantonese.

When the Xuanyang Society was first founded, he was originally sent to Guangzhou, but later came to Hawaii for various reasons.

Li Sifu was stunned at first, but then returned to the house.

After a while, the window on the second floor was opened, and Chen Jianqiu's face peeked out of the half-open window.

He didn't speak, just silently looked at the two downstairs.

Kameda Masao only thought for a moment, then took a step and walked in the direction of the teahouse.

Along the way, no one embarrassed them.

The first floor of the teahouse is still in business, and the tea drinkers are even discussing the battle that took place in Chinatown and the Japanese a few days ago.

Kameda didn't say anything.

Before he came, he had predicted what might happen.

The chairman has enough concentration to face all this, and Yamamoto Haruma next to him is also expressionless, but he mainly doesn't understand.

After passing through the lobby on the first floor, the two men ascended the wooden staircase to the second floor.

There is a private room on the second floor.

However, this time Chen Jianqiu didn't embarrass them anymore.

Because the door of one of the boxes was already open.

And Chen Jianqiu was sitting in front of a long case by the window, waiting for them.

(End of chapter)