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After passing the noisy city, a group of cars came to the suburbs, and the speed was obviously much faster than before. They were galloping forward. After about ten minutes, Na Yu looked back at Wang Yong who was still sleeping and said:

"Brother Yong, the hotel where Dongyingniu is staying is coming soon."

Wang Yong was a little lazy, got up and sat down, twisted his neck, giggled, and looked out through the car window.

I saw a bungalow building not far ahead, surrounded by lawns and shades. There was an artificial lake on the right side of the building. From a distance, several tourists were enjoying the scenery by boat. Behind it is a lush mountain range, and on the mountain

The European-style villa is very eye-catching. On the left is a large golf course, with several white sightseeing cars placed in different locations, and a few people are sparsely seen swinging from time to time.

The convoy in the observation room had arrived at the entrance. A wall of about twenty meters was built with stones at the entrance, with the words "Lisier Garden Villa Hotel" written on it. "Brother Yong."

Na Yu said as if reminding, intending to remind Wang Yong to make progress arrangements.

"The convoy should not go in. Let's go around the hotel for a week first, tell the two people to get off by car No. 4, observe the situation around the door, and car No. 3 goes to the villa on the mountain to check it out, and there are no suspicious people..."

Wang Yong suddenly became calm and serious and said, completely without his scattered situation.

After a few minutes of walking around like this, Nayu reported no abnormalities. Then he saw the convoy slowly entering the villa hotel and parked at the entrance of the hall. Wang Yong said in his ear: "Start work." Several car doors

They quickly opened and several men in black came down, with their waists bulging, and there was obviously a guy hiding around their waists.

Nayu walked to the rear door and opened it. Wang Yong properly tidied up his tie, leaned over and walked out. He looked around and walked straight to the inside of the hotel. Nayu followed him.

Turning around and looking at a rest booth on the right side of the hall, there was a woman sitting on the sofa. She was wearing a beige slim professional outfit, flesh-colored stockings, and a pair of white high-heeled leather shoes wrapped in jade feet. The sunlight radiated through the glass window on her

Her body looked very quiet, but she looked at the long box on the table in front of her, and she picked up a Japanese samurai sword in her hand and wiped it slowly. It made people feel chilling.

Behind them were three women, dressed in white, and placed a wooden suitcase under their feet, with different colors, just a cold face. They had to stop looking at them.

Wang Yong couldn't help but think to himself: "Take off that kimono and put on this modern professional outfit, Fujiwara Richi and others can be considered another scene. But they still have weapons left, which is really cold."

He rushed over.

"Hello, Miss Fujiwara, I'm arranged by Secretary Cai to pick you up. Please prepare to leave." Wang Yong said lightly.

But Fujiwara Richii didn't agree with it, as if he didn't hear it, and continued to wipe the samurai sword.

Seeing this, Wang Yong couldn't help feeling unhappy. He didn't care about what important or not she was. He walked forward two steps, sat opposite her, crossed his legs and looked at her without turning his eyes. The three women saw this.

They were eager to try, but they didn't expect Fujiwara Lichi waved his hand lightly, blocking the way with the blade, signaling them not to get angry.

Wang Yong smiled lightly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth. He took out the lighter and lit it, took a deep breath, and spit out a mouthful of blue mist. Fujiwara Lichi didn't expect that since a bodyguard leader was

So unrestrained. Hold the blade and look up.

I saw the man in front of me dressed neatly and his facial skin was not fair, but he was quite clear. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere, "Wang Yong"?

This name flashed in my mind. If Wang Yong was just a security guard, Fujiwara Lichi would not remember the name of this little person at all. It was only when Ouyang Feifei said that he was his husband, and he looked lazy, so

I couldn't help but remember her deeply. At that time, I felt a little regretful for Ouyang Feifei, so why did I marry such a person?

"We've seen it." Fujiwara Richii asked.

Wang Yong naturally knew what she meant, but he was quite angry when he saw her arrogant look. He replied deliberately: "Miss Fujiwara, although I am very handsome, we don't seem to have seen her before." It was obvious that he was secretly thinking about Fujiwara Li.

Chi Zai deliberately approached him.

I saw Fujiwara Lichi raised the corner of his mouth and asked coldly: "Do you know Wang Yong?"

Wang Yong had known that she would ask this, and had a plan in his heart. He immediately pretended to be surprised and replied: "Oh, Miss Fujiwara, you know my brother. You are so lucky, that's my twin brother.

His name is Wang Yong, and my name is Wang Su."

Although his face was full of "sincerity and enthusiasm" did not touch Fujiwara Lichi, Na Yu next to him couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "Vulgarity, I can really talk about it." Wang Yong looked back at him, wanted to laugh, but was stunned

It was when I reached my mouth and swallowed it back.

"Mr. Wang, it's very different from your brother on the surface, but it seems to be similar in essence." Fujiwara Lichi continued without seeing the flaw, but there was obviously something in his words.

"Is that true, what's the difference?" Wang Yong asked interestingly.

"It is not meaningful to talk about others behind others." Fujiwara Richii replied.

"It seems that Miss Fujiwara has a deep impression of my brother. Although he is handsome and charming, he is a man with a wife after all... It's a pity." Wang Yong pretended to be helpless, but he did not forget to put himself in the same time.

Promote it.

This made Na Yu next to him unbearable. He was about to hold back and laughed immediately, so he leaned over and said to Wang Yong: "Yong... No, Brother Su, I'm in a hurry, go to the bathroom first."

Before Wang Yong could reply, he turned around and walked quickly, fearing that he would be slow to laugh and smash Wang Yong's place.

Wang Yong glanced at Na Yu's back as he left, turned around and continued, "Miss Fujiwara, his subordinates have never seen the world, they are ignorant, and they will make you laugh." He seemed to feel very "sensible".

I saw Fujiwara Lichi smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, actually, I feel that your subordinates are very professional. I have already felt that ordinary people would never think of so many things."

Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Lichi had such a thorough observation of such small details, and was worthy of being the leader of the Ninja Sect. Wang Yong couldn't help but secretly praise him. But his face was still full of enthusiasm, and his eyes fell on the samurai sword in front of her.

He said modestly: "Miss Fujiwara has been awarded. Seeing that you are as sabers as you are, you are unfathomable. We are just making a living."

"Oh~, could Mr. Wang also have research on samurai swords?" Fujiwara Richi suddenly asked with interest.

"Just understand the fur." ​​Although Wang Yong was modest, he obviously looked very wise and started to chat with him. He was close to this Fujiwara Lichi condom, so it would be better to get more information.

Continuing: "Traditional samurai swords are made of the purest steel, while the top samurai swords are made of Yugang. Yugang is not a natural synthesis, but must be loaded with a proper amount of river sand and charcoal by the metallurgist.

When the furnace is melted into the earthen pottery, it is necessary to smelify continuously for three days and three nights at a minimum. Charcoal is both a fuel and an important raw material for refining steel. When the internal temperature of the furnace reaches 1,600 degrees, iron ore sand and a small amount of charcoal combine to form jade steel.

At present, the highest quality jade steel price is fifty times that of steel made in modern ordinary crafts.”

Wang Yong did it in one go, showing his image as an expert.

"Mr. Wang really knows it very much. It is not easy for a Chinese to understand the samurai sword so well." After being praised by Wang Yong, Fujiwara Lichi had a little favor with him.

But how could she understand Wang Yong's ability? She can't tell you how many years of military career she has learned too much. Modern weapons and cold weapons are not a problem.

Seeing Fujiwara Lichi was aroused by some interest, he slowly stood up and continued: "But from a historical perspective, the smelting process of samurai swords should have been spread from China to Japan. During the Tang Dynasty of China, Tang swords

In Japan, Japan had already obtained the smelting skills of Han swords, but when the Emperor of Japan saw the Tang sword, he also said in amazement: Only the Central Plains can cast such an exquisite sword. The Japanese smelter immediately learned the forging of Tang swords.

The method and transformation of the method became the Japanese samurai sword, one of the three famous swords in the world that I saw today.

"Pap, pop."

"Mr. Wang is indeed very different from your brother. It is really admirable to have an opinion on the samurai sword alone." Fujiwara Richii stood up and clapped and said. He was surprised by the person named Wang Su in front of him.

, sweep away previous prejudices.

While accepting the praise from Fujiwara Lichi, Wang Yong had already greeted her whole family in his heart. It seemed that the woman was very concerned about her before and said to herself: "This woman is too smart, but she capsized in this gutter.

After that, I still have a look of praise.”

Thinking of this, Wang Yong's heart was slightly balanced, which hit her arrogant arrogance. Although he has not bowed to him now, he seems to be no longer so arrogant, and his goal has basically been achieved.

"Brother Su, it's time for us to leave." Nayu came over at some point, and said with a smile but not daring to laugh.

Wang Yong looked and politely fought for the advice of Fujiwara Lichi. She waved her knife gently, and the blade was sheathed, and slowly put it into the wooden box, as if she was worshiping a god, extremely pious. She stood up and went straight toward her.

Walking outside, the three women behind him saw the sect leader leave, put away the knife box and followed him immediately.

A district government agency in Huahai City saw two stone lions in front of the door, placing them on both sides of the door, one on the left and one on the right, and each of them contained a stone bead the size of a fist, which was intended to be evil.

The stone lion is sitting and lying, looking straight ahead, with red ribbons wrapped around the neck, white jade color, and three meters high, making it look very majestic.

The door is open, and two armed soldiers stand on each side of the door, tilting their bodies forward, standing like a stone lion, without moving. The door is in the overall layout of the gatehouse, with all white embellishments from top to bottom, meaning that they are innocent and official. The left side of the door is

A wooden plaque is erected, which clearly states that "People's Government of a certain district in Huahai City". It is generally gorgeous without losing its solemnity, majestic without losing its kindness.
Chapter completed!