Liang Jian: I have a canteen

The middle-aged man was not bad, at least he reminded a few people.

However, Xu San's next words made the middle-aged man feel extremely regretful.

Xu San smiled and said, "We are all from Japan."

The middle-aged man was stunned for about two seconds before he spoke, "You all speak Chinese very well."

As he was in a hurry, Akagi asked directly for the registration form, took a quick look at it, wrote his name on it, and then put his fingerprint on it.

Xu San also watched it and asked the middle-aged man, "What if Mr. Andre is beaten to death or disabled?"

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The ring has been set up for many days, almost half a month, and it seems that this is the first time someone has asked this question.

Xu San's question really stumped the middle-aged man.

He hesitated for a moment, stood up, and nodded slightly, "Excuse me, everyone. I'll go ask Mr. Andre."

After saying this, the middle-aged man turned around and trotted to the back of the ring.

Akagi was very serious. At this time, he had taken off his coat and started warming up.

As he warmed up, he said, "Actually, Conan-kun, you don't have to worry about these details. It's hard to see life or death in this kind of arena."

"I came here earlier than you. I've heard of this ring. Andre doesn't seem to have a very good reputation. Just like what that man said, he abuses his opponents and is disgusting."

Akagi paused for a moment, but immediately resumed his warm-up. "I know what I am doing. Besides, you guys are here. I believe Mr. Andre won't do anything too radical."

"Maybe." Xu San shrugged, smiled indifferently, and looked like he was watching the fun.

He picked up the Murasame casually, with a look of regret on his face, "It's a pity that this Andre is not good at swordsmanship, otherwise I could have cut him with a knife."

"I'm afraid few people can withstand Conan-kun's sharp sword?" Akagi asked back.

"You forgot that Hattori Hanzo blocked it." "What a pity." Akagi said with regret, "I didn't witness the duel that day."

"I did see it. I could see it more clearly from a distance, but I still couldn't see Conan-kun drawing the knife." Hei Qi, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

"Although I was close, the battle situation was too complicated at the time, and I didn't have the experience to take care of Conan-kun's situation."

Another person who participated in the battle and was still alive, Hongye Hui, also echoed casually.

He is also a veteran of the special forces and has experienced many dangerous battles, and he still remembers the battle like that day very clearly.

While a few people were talking, the middle-aged man who had left had returned with a 1.9-meter-tall white man.

During this period, Europeans were generally still relatively tall.

But a height of 1.9 meters is very tall even among Europeans.

This height is still quite oppressive for the Japanese people who are generally short in stature.

"Hello, Mr. Andre?" Xu San greeted in English first.

"Oh, hello." Andre was polite enough to answer in English.

Xu San walked over and shook hands with him.

It was just a simple handshake, nothing experimental.

Xu San also took the opportunity of shaking hands to carefully look at this tall and strong foreigner.

After taking a look, I found that Andre had a high nose bridge, dark brown hair, and looked to be in his thirties.

This appearance made Xu San ask, "Mr. Andre should be German, right?" (End of this chapter)