"Please don't joke." Watanabe Seizure frowned, took a step back, and left his hand that touched his chest. Taking a deep breath, he looked at him seriously. Here, he was surrounded by his own people, and he was not afraid of leaks. He directly explained his purpose and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Momura, I want to know what your two subordinates did on the ring? As part of the participant and the leader of this mission, I think I have the right and need to know all the details."

"Oh, are you suspected of inquiring about someone's secret?" Chiyo Momura took back his hand, pouted his red lips, forming a small "o" shape, and spitting out a smoke ring.

"Mr. Momura, even if this matter touches the secrets in your family, please tell me bluntly. I'm sorry, because it's very important. So I must know the details. Please give me some advice." Yuichi Watanabe insisted and bowed deeply.

"What an annoying military virtue!" Chiyo Momura leaned against the threshold, held his elbow with one hand, held a cigarette with two fingers in the other hand, and held his thumb with a pointed chin. He looked helpless, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you, it's nothing. I just asked them to set up a few 'worm worlds' on the ring."

"The World of Insects? What is that?"

"You can imagine it as a Chinese formation. Arranged by the Nine Palaces, the difference is that the Nine Palace formation in the Chinese Taoist school is dead, while my insect realm is alive, that is, it is a movable "living formation". The extreme number is the extreme number, and the extreme number has a magical power of destruction or rebirth. As long as external forces are added, the person touched will have two results, destruction or rebirth. Of course, our purpose is not to kill the people on the ring, but to make them miss or be rational when necessary. I can only tell you this, and if you say too much, you won't understand. However, Mr. Watanabe, you only need to know that my Mo Village Chiyo has the means to make you achieve your goal and complete the task. What, what else do you want to ask?"

"No, thank you." Watanabe Shiraben bowed and said. Although it was very general and not comprehensive, he knew that this might be the limit that the other party could reveal. If he refused to continue to inquire, would it be considered to be a deliberate investigation of the secrets of the other party's family, and thus would not say anything unpredictable. As the other party said, if he said too much, his head would only become more and more swollen and he would not understand.

Momura Chiyo looked at his back as if he was fleeing in panic, and a series of giggling laughter suddenly sounded on the second floor pavilion.

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"Beautiful sister, thank you... Oh, no, no! This ghost weather is so hot at night, it's going to make people so hot. You think, why can't God rain a little? It's also considered taking care of international friends on the ground in China!"

Called the floor waiter and opened the room door. Zhou Yu couldn't wait to rush in, shouting and heading straight to the bathroom in the inner bathroom, ready to take a shower.

"Bad! You are also an international friend? Although you were born and raised in the United States, your roots are still the roots of our ancestors! Huh? Where is Jiang? Hey? Zhou Yu, where did he go?" Tang Ning, who was sweating from the hot and hot head outside, was not satisfied with Zhou Yu's speed. He took off all his clothes in a few seconds, turned on a black piece, put his big trousers at the bent knees on his body, naked, barefoot, stood under the air conditioner, letting the cold air hit him. At this time, he realized that Jiang Tao, who had been following behind, had no idea when he had disappeared.

"That guy is talking on the phone with the Scorpion Girl from Beijing by the pool in the first floor lobby." Zhou Yu replied loudly in the bathroom.

"No way? What time is it now? Is it still so late?"

"Who knows! Maybe the man and mother used it as a night during the day."

"Oh...hehe, too."

Standing under the air conditioner and blowing the air conditioner for a while. This kind of fluorine-containing thing cannot be blown for too long, and it is easy to catch a cold if it is long. Tang Ning came to the door of the inner bathroom, and knocked on the frosted glass door of the bathroom. "Hey?"

"what?"

"Did you say all those Japanese should have come? Kuroki and the others who arrived first, plus those who have been replenished one after another these days, there are almost fifteen people. There will be no more, right?"

"...If no one comes to this last flight tonight, then these people should be the ones. Tomorrow is the opening day of the exchange competition, and the afternoon is the primary election of Chinese players. Moreover, all the contestants participating in the competition from both China and Japan have registered with the event organizers. I think it is unlikely to come in halfway through...."

"Probably... Forget it, I don't want to." Tang Ning crossed his arms, hugged his arms and leaned against the wall, and his head was also against the wall, and he said with his chin: "Anyway, a sheep is to drive, and a group of sheep is also put. Even if a few more people come, it will not have much impact."

"That's true!" Zhou Yu, who was standing under the nozzle, raised his head, closed his eyes, and let the cold water pour it down. Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, as if he suddenly remembered something funny. He only laughed and said, "What I care about now is the hundreds of Chinese people gathered here. I think the competition charter seems to be written as a single-cycle elimination, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Haha, nothing. Think about it, so many people are not only from Henan, but also from other places. Before fighting with the Japanese, our own people competed first. Masters from various sects fought hard together. Don't you think this is quite funny?"

Tang Ning raised his lips and said with a smile: "There is nothing to do. There are too many people. I guess the organizing committee can't do it either. If it doesn't make such a mess, it will be messy. By then, the martial arts competition and exchange meeting will not be completed, but it will become a warrior's riot. That's how fun it is."

"Yes, it would be great if time could go back hundreds of years! If it doesn't work, it would be fine to go back to when Huo Daxia was in Tianjin. The martial arts conference at that time must have attracted much attention."

"I want to see the lion battle between the north and south lion kings in Foshan Huang Feihong vs. Cai Lifo. I guess that scene is more interesting than a simple competition."

"Lion dance! It's very exciting. Have you never seen it? It seems that there are one in Fujian, Guangdong, right?"

"Impurity. Those lion dancers are all erotic and have few real skills."
Chapter completed!