Jijia Manor, in the study.

The sixth master was playing with stringing beads in his hand, and his calm expression could not hide his anger.

A middle-aged man of similar age stood respectfully across the street.

"Sixth Master, the old families in China have rejected our request. They said they have no hatred with Lin Yu and have no intention of becoming enemies with him."

After hearing this, Master Liu's face flashed with anger.

"Hmph, a group of cowards were obviously scared by the crazy little bastard."

He shouted coldly, his face extremely ugly.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side hesitated for a moment and said carefully: "Sixth Master, otherwise we will send a few people to get rid of that kid..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted roughly.

"You pig's brain. Even the big force behind that little bastard is not clear. Just go barefoot. If you get bitten back, our Ji family will not be able to lose this face."

Master Liu shouted angrily, and the rosary in his hand was turning faster and faster.

After the middle-aged man's proposal was rejected, he did not dare to continue to say more.

The study was quiet and a depressing atmosphere filled with it.

Lin Yu showed his determination and ruthlessness, which really scared Master Ji Liu.

In his opinion, such people are crazy people who are desperate for life.

I would rather touch the stone with an egg than splash the enemy's blood.

When the Yu family's experience was spread by the outside world.

The backup plan that Master Ji Liu secretly prepared was useless.

Because no one wants to provoke a crazy man with red eyes.

Even when he heard the words Lin Yu, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Before finding out the other party's background, a famous family like the Ji family must not take action rashly.

Otherwise, if you are left with a face, it will become a big joke.

What's more, the Ji family and Lin Yu are not that simple hostile relationship.

There are many old stories involved.

And among the people involved are Ji Liu's parents.

It was precisely because of all kinds of concerns that he lost his mind for a while.

The rosary is in the hand and it turns faster and faster.

A glaring anxiety appeared on his gloomy face.

Suddenly, Ji Liuye's eyes lit up and he said to himself: "If it is not possible in China, then look for foreign forces."

Immediately, he ordered the middle-aged man: "You go abroad to recruit a group of new players and ask them to help spread the true identity of the little bastard, as well as the news that he was injured recently."

...

Island Country, Tianzhaohui Headquarters.

Okubo knelt in front of a rising sun flag, with a ray of fanaticism condensed as substance in his eyes.

A hairband was tied to his forehead, and a sun pattern was printed in the center.

Wearing a kimono, a samurai sword is placed in front of you.

"China is getting stronger and stronger, and the dream of co-prosperity between Greater East Asia is getting farther and farther away. When will the glory of Showa samurai be realized? Baga, this situation is a shame to the empire."

Angry and low roar echoed in the small quiet room.

To completely defeat Yanhuang and swallow up the East Asian continent is the ultimate dream of every island warrior.

This kind of fanatical thought has begun to slowly recover in recent years, under the secret urging of the Tianzhaohui.

As the leader of the Tianzhao Society and the descendant of the Japanese invaders, Okubo always had an extreme hatred towards Yanhuang.

As Yan Huang became stronger and stronger, his resentment and helplessness grew day by day.

Because Okubo knew that the opportunity for the empire to regain its glorious rule over East Asia was extremely slim.

Every time he knelt in front of this military flag, his heart was filled with shame and shame.

He did not complete the task of revitalizing the empire, and even if he died, he would have no face to face his father who was loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.

"Seven lives of serving the country and praying for death in battle, and turning into a loyal soul to protect the country."

Okubo recited this World War II military song silently.

Just as the mind was turbulent, suddenly, his ears moved slightly.

After a while, a burst of urgent footsteps sounded.

The visitor knelt outside and said respectfully: "President, the investigation of these two matters about the disappearance of Vice President Kakuda Heihei and the bombing of the secret laboratory are obvious."

Hearing this, a gloomy cold light flashed through those old eyes.

"explain!"

A simple word exudes endless violence.

"According to our investigation, Vice President Heikawa Kakuda was missing, which should be done by Lin Yu, a Chinese man."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout suddenly rang in the room.

"Baga Yalu, if this is the so-called result, I will order you to have a caesarean section in front of me immediately."

The roar was low and powerful, and a solemn and murderous spirit spread quickly.

The person who was kneeling outside the door was covered in cold sweat on his forehead.

But he still said with a thorn in his mouth: "According to the latest information, Lin Yu, the other identity of the Chinese man, is the king of mercenaries who are famous in various countries - the Dragon King of Black Prison."

Upon hearing this news, the scheming Okubo couldn't help but exclaim: "Nani?"

Then, a rustling sound rang in the quiet room.

Crunch!

The door opened from the inside, and Okubo stood behind the door with a look of surprise.

"Where is the message channel obtained? Can it be confirmed?"

The tone was incredible.

The famous Black Prison Dragon King is actually a Chinese man!

The man outside the door lowered his head and replied with great certainty: "The news is completely certain. It is said that the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl was not killed by the official Chinese organization, and the truth of the matter was that he died in Lin Yu's hands."

Speaking of this, another sentence was added: "Also, the Nine-Headed Buddha Owl was killed when he joined forces with two top-level men to siege Lin Yu."

This news is even more shocking.

Okubo stood dumbly at the door, his sharp eyes becoming confused.

"It turns out that he is the Dragon King of Black Prison. No wonder, no wonder Sojiro Seta died at his hands, no wonder Hero Kakuda was captured. How could there be a reason to survive in front of such a strong man?"

"Soji Langjun can fight fairly with the Dragon King of Black Prison, and even if he dies, he should have no regrets."

There is not much hostility in the voice, but a little admiration.

The island nation is a nation that worships the strong.

In their eyes, as long as they are strong, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, they deserve respect.

The famous Black Prison Dragon King is undoubtedly a real and powerful man.

"It's a pity that it's not the warrior of my empire, and the cowardly Chinese nation is not worthy of having such a strong man."

Okubo muttered to himself, with regret on his face.

At this moment, the visitor continued: "However, according to the news from Yan Huang, Lin Yujun was seriously injured when he fought with Jiutou Fo Xiao and others, and his cultivation might have been destroyed."

News, one is more explosive than the other, one is more amazing than the other.

"The Dragon King of Black Prison was deposed? How credible is the news?"

A strange light flashed in Okubo's eyes, as if he was planning something.

"After we received the information, we verified it from multiple parties, and the credibility is quite high."

...

Donghai, Li's villa.

After the short journey, Lin Yu and Li Xinyu returned home.

Compared with the closeness before leaving, there seems to be some problems in the relationship between the two.

There was a little haze hanging on that pretty face.

The difference in growth experiences caused the two to have fundamental differences in certain views.
To be continued...