Just when Morioka Makoto was not thinking about guarding and was imagining his glorious future.

A black Rolls-Royce drove slowly in the distance and stopped at the entrance of the Shenwu Karate Gymnasium.

Morioka Mato came to his senses and quickly met him in three steps, took two steps, opened the car door respectfully, and bent his waist down.

The car door opened and a young man in his twenties walked down.

The man was wearing a white island martial arts uniform, with a calm expression, and looked confident and arrogant.

He was wearing wooden clogs under his feet and a samurai knife around his waist. His face was firm and a cold and proud look between his eyebrows.

"Seta Kun, Morioka Mato, on behalf of his compatriots living in the Tokai Sea, we welcome you."

Morioka Mato performed a Japanese bow very respectfully, and his waist bent at a right angle of 90 degrees.

Seeing this, the students from the Shenwu Dyokuan behind him also bowed like Morioka Mato.

These students are all islanders in the Shenwu Dangguan.

Morioka Masao always believed in the fact that the lowly Chinese students were not worthy of joining them and other noble islanders to welcome the martial arts geniuses of their motherland.

"Hayi..."

The neat Japanese greetings sounded, attracting the Yanhuang people passing by nearby eyes.

"Morioka-kun, I'm worried."

Sojiro Seta said indifferently, his voice with a cold feeling that no one can approach.

After a greeting, Morioka Mato introduced Sojiro Seta into the Karate Gym.

...

They walked straight through the training room and came to the private tea room inside.

Sojiro Seta knelt quietly inside, with a samurai sword placed on his knees, his whole body seemed loose and tight, and his face was expressionless.

Morioka Mato knelt across from the other side, fiddling with the tea ceremony.

"Seta, are you sure you don't need to rest for one night? You're tired of boating and driving. As soon as you arrived in the East China Sea, you went to the underground fighting arena at night. Will the arrangement be too nervous?"

As he spoke, he held a cup of hot tea in his hands and placed it in front of Sojiro Seta.

"No need to rest. I fought on the ring a few days ago. I calmed down and gained something. It was just that my hands were itchy and I could confirm my gains at night."

Sojiro Seta said slowly, reaching out to pick up the teacup and sip a drink.

"That's right, Seta-kun, I heard that the Chinese people are resentful of the great achievements of Seta-kun. I will make some arrangements in advance tonight to prevent some Chinese people from doing irrational things. You can rest for a night and go tomorrow, how about it?"

Morioka Mato asked for advice in a low voice, a trace of worry appeared on his face.

Sojiro Seta defeated more than 20 masters in succession, and none of his subordinates survived.

There has been public outrage in the Yanhuang martial arts world.

If you can't win head-on, you may start from the dark in the other side's territory.

Such things are common in island countries.

Such despicable things often happen in the martial arts world of the island country.

They judge others by themselves, so they believe that in Yanhuang, such things are also highly likely to happen.

Shameless people, no matter who they look at, think that the other person should be the same as themselves, shameless and dirty.

But Sojiro Seta seemed to have not taken it to heart and said calmly: "I have dedicated my life to martial arts. What are some dangers?"

"Besides, coming to China this time is a process of life and death hardship. Without the courage to face difficulties, how can we go further in the martial arts practice and become a master."

Speaking of this, he glanced coldly at Mado Morioka: "Only between life and death can a person inspire his courage and potential, and he will not have the courage and determination to face difficulties, how can he be a martial arts person?"

"I've been taught, Seta-kun!"

Morioka Mato quickly lowered his head and did not dare to say more.

He knew very well that he had already transformed into a real businessman, and karate was just a tool for him to make money.

Sojiro Seta slowly put down the teacup and sighed: "Now people are too impetuous and have weak martial arts, so it is difficult to find people among the same people."

"This time I came to China, I met some people who were not worthy of their name. Those disciples of the sect cherished their feathers and were unwilling to accept the challenge. Alas, it is hard to find an opponent in China in such a big China!"

After saying that, he stretched out his fingers and took out a photo from the kimono's arms.

"Yesterday someone sent me a message saying that there is a master living in seclusion in Donghai and his age is similar to mine. This is his photo. Morioka-kun, please ask for some information."

Morioka Mato took the photo, looked down at it, looking shocked.

"Seta-kun, there's no mistake. How could this person be so young? Could he be a master? Could he make a mistake?"

He said suspiciously that looking at the young man in the photo, it is difficult to associate it with the image of a master in his mind.

Sojiro Seta said lightly: "There is no mistake. This person's name is Lin Yu, who lives in Donghai. He just killed a master named Mo Jueming some time ago."

"Mo Jueming is one of the ten new killers who have emerged in the mercenary world. He is very proficient in assassination and surprise attacks. He takes a different approach. Even when I meet him, I have to be more careful, but I was killed by this person. This shows that my extraordinary strength is."

"The most rare thing is that this person is about my age. As my opponent, it is really good. It is definitely an excellent stepping stone that has given me a gift from Master Susan, which will make my martial arts career a step further!"

After closing the photo, Morioka Mato nodded vigorously and said respectfully in a low voice: "Don't worry, Seta-kun, I will find him as soon as possible."

Then, he looked at Sojiro Sateda with a respectful look: "I believe that no Chinese can defeat our Japanese warriors."

Sojiro Seta smiled unanimously, and his eyes emitted a brilliant light.

"Finding him, I will write a battle post myself and invite him to fight."

While speaking, he held the samurai sword in his right hand.

"Haha, the martial arts genius in China must be strangled in the cradle, because the lowly Chinese nation is not worthy of genius."

Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed, the knife was unsheathed, and the cold light burst out.

In the tea room, strands of sword energy were filled with murderous intent, and Sojiro Seta's body exuded a fierce fighting spirit, just like the essence.

...

Lee Group Building, President's Office.

Li Xinyu looked out the window with her chin on her arm.

However, from her somewhat dull expression and distracted eyes, she was distracted.

It took her a while before she came to her senses.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was already past five o'clock and it was not far from the time to get off work.

"snort."

Li Xinyu snorted angrily and pouted her mouth.

"This guy, I went out all day, didn't call a single call, and didn't even send a message! Bastard, idiot!"

The phone unlocked and switched to the dialing page. She looked at the string of phone numbers that appeared on the screen, and her fingers hung on the screen and hesitated.

After a long time, she showed an angry expression and resentfully turned the screen of her phone back onto her desk.

The eyes were full of resentment, and the full and sexy lips were pouting, looking unhappy.

"Bastard! I also said that my wife is the biggest! I haven't heard of it for a day and don't even post it on WeChat Moments. I'm just a liar! A liar!! I won't call you!"

In this state, it will be like this one day as long as she is not busy.

For some reason, as long as she had a little free time, the figure of that guy appeared in her mind today, and she couldn't help but think about it.

In front of Lin Yu, Li Xinyu may not have shown this side.

But when she was the only one, all her performance was completely trapped in the characteristics of love.

Although Li Xinyu knew that Lin Yu was going to do the job.

But her requirements were not high, just take the time to call her in the middle.

Not bad, please send a message?

Lin Yu went to be an instructor, not to go to jail.

But this guy is so good. He has been doing nothing for the whole day.

How can Li Xinyu not be depressed?

So, Li Xinyu was full of anger now and trained several company employees today.

Every time she walked out of the office door, she had a tense face, and she didn't like anything, and she had a particularly irritable temper.

That feeling was like my aunt coming.

The company staff were so scared that they were worried all day long, for fear of angering Mr. Li.

This should be the modern version of the city gate that caught fire, which affected the pond fish.

Just as Li Xinyu was sulking, suddenly, a pleasant cell phone ringtone rang.

The moment the sound reached her ears, she felt as if she was stabbed by a needle, and her body shook violently.
Chapter completed!