Chapter 466 Negotiation

On the way back to Tokyo, news from all aspects came. Twenty-four attacks, including the Iday Valley, all ended. However, in the rest, the Shirago family strengthened their vigilance and the operation was not so smooth. Although the venue was destroyed in the end, and the casualties of the Dragon Alliance were also very serious. However, for the Shirago family, it was also the most tragic time in the decades since they changed from politics to underworld, both personnel and economic, especially the twenty-eight ninjas, which can be said to have been trained by the Shirago family for great effort, but all died in the attack, which can make Hanaki Kazuki and Shirago Yoshisaku's father and son sad.

Twenty archers were distributed throughout Japan. After arriving in Tokyo, they resigned to Zhang Haotian and Liu Guangzu, and then took the subway to go back separately. Zhang Haotian and Liu Guangzu also returned to their residence in Ginza.

After entering the house, Liu Guangzu immediately went to get the Maotai liquor that he had not finished last time, and also made some snacks to drink with Zhang Haotian to celebrate. However, Zhang Haotian's identity is the coach of the Dragon League, which is different from his perspective. Although he drank it with him one cup after another, his mind was thinking about what to do next.

When he was not very happy to see Zhang Haotian, Liu Guangzu put down his wine glass and said to him: "Brother Zhang, we have done our actions today very well. I see that the people of the White Bird family will be so angry this time that we know that we Chinese are not easy to bully."

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "This is what I am worried about. Although the Japanese are bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, they are not so easy to admit defeat. Although we have severely damaged the White Bird family this time, they have not hit them to the point where they cannot fight back. Then we must prepare to deal with the White Bird family's revenge, which will be another bloody storm."

Of course, Liu Guangzu knew that the White Bird family would not be convinced, and the revenge actions launched would definitely be even more cruel. If you think about the consequences, you wouldn't be happy. Looking at Zhang Haotian, "Brother Zhang, what do you think we should do? Should you take action first and then fuck the White Bird family again?"

Zhang Haotian shook his head and said, "Guangzu, we must be rational. After all, this is the territory of the Japanese. Both the government and the Japanese will help the Shiragoon family, not us Chinese. If we make things too big and the limelight is too strong, it will definitely make all Japanese gangs disgusted and arouse their shared hatred and arouse their shared hatred. In the eyes of some kind Japanese who are not hostile to the Chinese, the Chinese will become synonymous with the thugs. The right wing of Japan's anti-Chinese will also take the opportunity to attack the left wing of China. The government will undoubtedly find excuses to suppress us. At that time, it will not be a blessing for Chinese in Japan, but their misfortune. We have a goal we want to achieve in everything we do, and form a dragon alliance, just to make Chinese in Japan win respect and live more confident and self-reliant. If it backfires, then my original intention of forming the Dragon Alliance will be completely ruined."

Liu Guangzu couldn't help but say, "Can we fight with the White Bird Family anymore. Can we only let the White Bird Family take revenge?"

Zhang Haotian took a sip of wine at this time and said slowly: "So, we must negotiate with the White Bird family before the retaliation operation will be launched to end this endless battle."

When Liu Guangzu heard this, he was stunned and said, "Why do you negotiate with the White Niao family? Will they agree?"

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "We have only severely damaged the White Bird family. Judging from the Japanese family's view of honor, this is a great shame. They will never accept negotiations, so they can only hold secret talks. I have a friend who is quite familiar with the White Bird family. I want to contact him. The time and place are determined by the White Bird family, and I will go alone."

When Liu Guangzu heard this, he quickly said, "It's too dangerous for you to go alone. You are not very familiar with Japanese. I'll go with you."

Zhang Haotian shook his head and said, "Yizuki Shirato is irritable by nature, and his son was killed by me with my own hands. It is impossible to negotiate with him. The person I want to meet this time is someone who understands Chinese, and only he can be the leader of the Shirato family."

When Liu Guangzu heard this, he immediately understood and looked at him and said, "You want to see the white bird Huanjin, right?"

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "Only Bainu Huanjin can stop this matter. I believe that he has lived at such an old age and experienced countless things. He is more rational than his son. Killing me will definitely not benefit the Bainu family. What's more, before going to negotiate with Bainu Huanjin, I will make some arrangements to let them take the opportunity to attack."

After spending so long with Zhang Haotian, from his intelligence and ability to his life, Liu Guangzu can be said to have admired and respected him and was in a state of promising. Seeing Zhang Haotian so confident when he spoke, he didn't say anything more, but just raised his wine glass and wished his negotiations with the White Bird Family to succeed.

Zhang Haotian smiled and drank the glass of wine with him, so he asked Liu Guangzu to go back to the bedroom to rest. He drank two glasses of wine alone, took out his cell phone, and dialed Ke Yunlu's number.

The time difference between Japan and China is not large. It is not dawn in Tokyo at this moment, and Ke Yunlu is naturally still sleeping. The music on his phone sounded for a long time before he heard his "heat".

Hearing Ke Yunlu's voice, Zhang Haotian immediately said: "Old Ke, I am Zhang Haotian. Sorry, I'm disturbing you to rest, but I do have something important to ask you to help me."

Ke Yunlu was silent for a while and then said, "Is it about the White Bird Family?"

Zhang Haotian immediately said: "Old Ke is really a clever plan, and he can even guess this."

Listening to Ke Yunlu on his phone, "Since you can think of asking me to help, of course you also know that there is some news in Japan. I know what you are doing there. Holy God, I really can't figure it out. You have just developed in China and there are so many major things that you need to do in person. Why do you go to Japan to do so? Even Shirato Heisuke was killed by you. This revenge is a big deal. There are also reports from the domestic media that Chinatown was attacked by the Japanese. You can't beat them. Come back quickly. I have a big business that I want to cooperate with. Let's have a good talk."

Zhang Haotian knew that he didn't know what had just happened, so he said, "Maybe it's not possible yet. Just two or three hours ago, I just organized a retaliatory operation to attack twenty-four important targets of the White Bird Family. Their losses should be considerable."

Ke Yunlu was quiet for a long time before sighing, "Haotian, Haotian, what do you want me to say about you? The White Bird Family has a deep tree in Japan, which is not something you can shake. Now you are making things bigger and bigger, and the grudges are getting deeper and deeper. I really can't think of how you will end up. I may be able to help you in the Chinese government, but I can't help you in Japan."

Zhang Haotian said: "I don't need you to do anything for me in the Japanese government. I heard Rosa'er say that you know Shirato Huanjin. Can you call me immediately and ask me for an appointment, saying that I want to visit him secretly and talk to him about the Dragon Alliance and Shirato family. The time and location are determined by him, and I will not take anyone there. My mobile phone number is this, you can tell him."

Ke Yunlu did not refuse and said, "Okay, I'll contact you, but I still want to say something about you again. With your current identity, you should try to avoid taking risks. Oh, Haotian, you are still too young and always love to play with fire. Do you know that sometimes it will kill people if you are too passionate."

After saying this, there was no sound on the phone. It was obvious that Ke Yunlu had called Bai Nuo Huanjin to contact him.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Haotian's cell phone rang again. He picked it up and answered it. He heard Ke Yunlu say: "I have already talked to Bai Nuo Huanjin. He is quite angry about your attack. It seems that it is difficult to resolve. Haotian, I have been dealing with this man for more than ten years, and I have no way to understand his personality yet. I told him your mobile phone number. Even if he gives you a chance to negotiate, your situation will be very dangerous. Listen to me, don't care about the Dragon Alliance, and come back to China immediately. I really have a big business to find you to cooperate with. As long as you are willing, I can guarantee that in a few years, you will become the youngest billionaire in China."

I don’t know what big business Ke Yunlu wants to cooperate with him, but he is definitely not able to abandon the Dragon Alliance at this time. At that moment, Zhang Haotian said: “Old Ke, if you can negotiate with Bainuu Huanjin, I will come back as soon as possible.”

Hearing Zhang Haotian's tone, Ke Yunlu sighed again and said, "Okay, since you have decided, I can only wish you peace."

Zhang Haotian listened to Ke Yunlu's call, and slowly put down his cell phone, poured a glass of wine and drank it into his stomach. Ke Yunlu said it was right. He was indeed playing with fire, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and it had reached a point where he could not stop. No one could guarantee what would happen in the negotiations with Bainuu Huanjin, but under the current circumstances, he could only make a breakthrough.

After pondering for a while, he picked up his cell phone and called Liu Zhongting and Wan Xinglong respectively, explaining some things, because he knew that no matter whether Bainu Huanjin wanted to negotiate or not, he would call him and ask him to meet him.

I don’t know how long it took for the rest, Zhang Haotian was awakened by the music of the mobile phone placed next to the pillow. He picked it up and answered. As soon as he responded, he heard an old voice coming from the phone: “Are you Zhang Haotian? I heard Ke Yunlu say, you want to negotiate with me, right?”

When Zhang Haotian heard the people on his phone speak to him in extremely fluent Chinese, he knew that he must be Shiragou Huanjin. Most of the people from the Yamalii Association collected cultural relics and treasures in China, but they were all Chinese experts. Shiragou Huanjin and Tano Saburo were members of it. I didn't expect that decades have passed, and his Chinese language was so standard. China left too deep imprints on him.

He said at the moment: "Yes, Mr. Shiraki, I'm interested in talking to you. I don't know what you mean?"

Shiraki Huanjin's tone did not show any emotion, but said calmly: "Since you want to talk, then let's talk, where are you?"

Zhang Haotian didn't explain, but just said: "Near the city center."

Shiraki Kazuki immediately said, "Okay, in an hour, you go outside the Tokyo Cinema and I will send someone to pick you up."

Hearing Zhang Haotian's agreement, Bainu Huanjin hung up the phone.

Tokyo Cinema is in Roppongi, half an hour away from here. Zhang Haotian immediately got up, washed up in a hurry, ate bread and milk, and saw that Liu Guangzu was still sleeping, so he didn't bother him. He wore a dark blue suit and a black coat, and opened the door and went out. He didn't carry any weapons on him, because he knew that even if he brought it, he would be searched by Shiragou Huanjin's men.

I took the elevator to the street downstairs. Not long after, an empty taxi drove. Zhang Haotian waved his hand to stop, followed him and ordered to drive to the Tokyo Cinema. With his current Japanese level, there was no problem with simple conversations.

When he stood outside the gate of the Tokyo Cinema, Zhang Haotian looked at the Rolex on his wrist. It was almost fifty minutes before he talked to Shirato Huanjin. He was not worried that the people sent by Shirato Huanjin would not know him, because he knew that the Shirato family had definitely mastered his photos and background information.

Before I stood for a while, I saw a black Toyota parked on the street from a distance. A middle-aged man in his fifties and wearing a black suit walked out of it, holding a photo in his hand. However, Zhang Haotian's figure was really outstanding. The middle-aged man immediately saw him, hurried over, looked at him again, bowed and said, "You are Mr. Zhang, I am Mr. Shirago's housekeeper Jiro Kakamura. I come to pick you up on the order of Mr. Shirago. Please follow me."

Jiro Katsumura also spoke fluent Chinese, but since he was the butler of Shirato Katsuki, it was not surprising that he could speak Chinese. Zhang Haotian nodded and walked with him to the Toyota car. Jiro Katsumura politely opened the rear door for him, and then he sat in the passenger seat and ordered the driver next to him to drive. There was no one else in the car. Obviously, Huatsuki Katsuki knew that he had taken the initiative to negotiate, so there was no need to send someone to follow him.

The car headed eastward and gradually left the city. When we reached the beach, we drove along a highway for about half an hour, we arrived at a place surrounded by a high wall. The door was closed, and there were also a row of young men wearing black suits, crossed their hands under their lower abdomen, and their feet were divided.

Jiro Katsumura did not get out of the car, but exposed his head out of the car window, waved his hand, and the iron door slowly opened to both sides.

When the car drove into the wall, Zhang Haotian was stunned when he saw the situation inside. It turned out that what he saw was a Chinese-style manor. Although it was not large in scale, it was lined with rockery and staggered courtyards. There were also Qingchi Qujie, which was completely made of garden structures imitating Suzhou and Hangzhou. Moreover, all the buildings were carved beams and painted buildings, with landscapes, flowers and birds, which were extremely exquisite. Even in China, it was difficult to find this kind of architectural craft.

At this time, the car stopped in a vast area. Jiro Katsumura took Zhang Haotian out, and then walked along a bluestone road toward a courtyard in front. There was a crescent door. There were four young men in black suits standing outside. It should be the main building of the manor, and Shiragou Huanjin was undoubtedly inside.

When he walked to the crescent gate, a young man came over and carefully searched Zhang Haotian's body, and then let him in. He saw that there was also a Chinese courtyard inside, with a main house in front and a wing room on both sides.

After walking through the courtyard, climbing the steps and walking to the main hall, Jiro Kaangmura asked Zhang Haotian to take off his shoes and go in. Zhang Haotian took off his shoes and walked in as he said.

After entering, I saw that the layout of the main hall was not traditional Chinese, and there were no chairs or other things. There were only a few kneeling cushions on the ground. Such a building layout was really a combination of China and Japan, which made people feel a little strange.

Ask Zhang Haotian to wait in the living room for a while, Jiro Katsumura walked into a door on the right, thinking that he had reported to Shirato Huanjin.

According to the Japanese rules, when visiting the owner, if the owner is not there, he should kneel down and wait quietly. Although he understands that "kneeling" is a common etiquette of the Japanese and has been introduced from ancient China in the past and does not mean to be humiliating, Zhang Haotian was still not used to it. He sat cross-legged in the room and looked up. He saw that although the living room was decorated in Japanese style, there were still Chinese items. The most eye-catching thing was that there were two large blue and white porcelain vases half a person high on the left and right of the owner, one was tracing plums and the other was tracing bamboo. The brushwork was delicate and lifelike, and the porcelain base was white and light, and it was shining with a luster like oil. Even if he was an outsider, he could see that it must be a pair of extremely precious porcelain.

On the wall in the middle of the living room, there was a huge ancient pine picture with a scale of magnificent lines, which seemed to have poems and pictures. Zhang Haotian realized that this must be a treasure plundered by the white bird Huan Jin from China, so he stood up and looked over. He saw dozens of pine trees standing in the picture, fresh and elegant, as if bathing in the new rain. Each pine tree has its own shape, with rough lines and strong lines. There were two lines next to it. Zhang Haotian carefully identified it, but he saw that the sentence "The pine wind blows in the dew, and the fragrance of green is lingering" on it, while the painter's signature is written with the words "Guan Tong".

Just as he was watching, he heard footsteps, it was obvious that someone had come. Zhang Haotian went to sit down again at this time, and he didn't want to sneak up or care, and he still looked at the painting with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, several people came through the door on the right. The first one was Jiro Katsumura, followed by two tall, middle-aged men wearing black samurai uniforms and samurai swords inside their waists. At the end, there was an old man wearing a white kimono, glasses, bare head, wrinkles on his face, obviously fucked and thin.

Seeing that Zhang Haotian was so rude, he did not kneel and wait in the room, but stood in the master's position to appreciate the painting, the two middle-aged men immediately shouted.

However, the dry and thin old man made a sound to stop them, slowly walked to Zhang Haotian, looked up at Zhang Haotian, who was two heads taller than himself, and then pointed to the ancient pine map and said, "This 'Rain Song Tu' was written by Guan Tong, a great painter in the Song Dynasty in China. Guan Tong was from Chang'an. He was best at painting landscapes and was known as the 'Guan Family Landscape'. His landscapes were simple and powerful, with a wide view and long meaning. They were as famous as Li Cheng and Fan Kuan. They were called the 'San Family Landscape' in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Lively atmosphere. The layout is made of "high" and "flat" methods. The trees are skilled but not hard. The brushwork is simple and vigorous, with intermittent thickness. When the ink falls, the stains are vivid and good at the rhythm of ink. But in his life, he only drew this "Rain Pine Picture", which was made by him living in Tianmu Mountain for three months and observing the pine scenery after more than a dozen rainy scenes. He drew a total of 88 pine trees. In that era, such a size was rare and precious. I was able to get it. It was a blessing in my life."
Chapter completed!