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At this time, Dewey did not die in battle as Wang Rong thought. At this time, he was surrounded and fought hard. Although he was not in great danger, he was already scarred. Can't get away, let alone deal with those snipers.

Swords whistling in Kyushu, beauties like jade and swords like rainbows, one person and one sword floated towards him, Fengye's eyes changed slightly, and he said loudly: "Rats are rampant, today I will ring the death knell for you Iga first class."

The wind leaf has a sword but no shadow, and it floats down in the sky, with sword energy everywhere, and the beauty contains infinite murderous intent.When approaching the two intermediate ninjas, they didn't even see the sword shadow, they felt a chill on their necks, and then they didn't know anything.

Dewey watched the wind leaves fluttering among the ninjas like butterflies, harvesting a life everywhere, and he became excited in his heart, sighing: "The people around the young master are indeed not ordinary people." Holding a saber, he confronted an intermediate ninja.

Su Qingqing looked at the messy scene and the gunshots outside the car window, and didn't panic in the slightest. She foolishly wondered if Ye Feng would suddenly appear to protect herself, let herself sit in the car, and face all the troubles by herself. Danger.

Suddenly Su Qingqing's driver turned back and said tremblingly to her: "Miss Qingqing, I'm sorry, my family is in their hands. If I don't follow their instructions, my wife and children will die."

The driver gritted his teeth, increased his horsepower and drove the Rolls-Royce out of the convoy, and the bodyguards who were battered by the snipers looked at each other with despair on their faces.

Su Qingqing's Rolls-Royce shuttled through the streets of the city, and finally stopped at a remote alley, where a blue Mercedes-Benz had long been waiting there, and an extremely polite young man presented the noble and elegant Su Qingqing, please get out of the car, the young man couldn't help but sigh at Su Qingqing's appearance and noble temperament, only such a woman is worthy of the young master.

Su Qingqing was taken to a classical villa in the suburbs. The security was almost as strict as that of Zhongnanhai. At this moment, Su Qingqing suddenly hoped that Ye Feng would not come, because the people here were all world-class spies, although she also knew that Ye Feng had the same age. She has an astonishing strength among people, but she still doesn't want him to be in any potential danger.

In the hall full of Chinese ink paintings, a handsome and extraordinary young man is playing with a bright gemstone in his hand. Su Qingqing can see at a glance that it is the emerald mountain that has created sky-high prices. It is an unworldly treasure in the Old Summer Palace.

"If you are disturbed, please return Haihan." The evil and charming young man casually placed the emerald mountain on the red sandalwood carved dragon tea table, with a bright smile on his face.

"Is this your way of hospitality?" Su Qingqing said elegantly, frowning slightly.This evil and charming young man is noble, but Su Qingqing is no less than him, and even has the meaning of surpassing him.

"I think if it wasn't for this, Qingqing would definitely not have come to the humble house."

"Yes." Su Qingqing didn't evade at all.

The elegant young man was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "This is the tea I brewed myself. Since I learned the tea ceremony, Miss Qingqing is the first person who asked me to do it, not even my father and grandfather."

Su Qingqing didn't appreciate it, and said coldly: "Your Chinese is very good, and you have a deep understanding of tea, but I will not accept any kindness from any man except him."

"I think that even if you are a Chinese master of Chinese studies, few people can memorize "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Tao Te Ching" backwards? Although I am only a Japanese, my understanding of Chinese classical culture is enough for a large number of so-called scholars. Master is ashamed, the glory of China's tea ceremony and kendo has been submerged in the long scrolls of history, and the only one that can make ancient literature magnificent today is us, an island country in the eyes of your Chinese descendants."

Su Qingqing said indifferently: "The water is deep and the flow is slow, and the people are precious and the words are slow. The Chinese culture is profound and profound. No one can say that they have truly comprehended its mysteries. The Tao is very Taoist and very Taoist."

The young man bowed his head in thought and remained silent for a long time before raising his head and said: "Qingqing's words are better than ten years of schooling, and she has been educated in the third year. If Miss Qingqing's words hadn't awakened the dreamer, Yelang would really be arrogant until he died."

There was a hint of admiration on Su Qingqing's face, this young man is not really disgusting, but that's all.

The young man said arrogantly: "From today on, you are my Watanabe Shinzo's woman, the only woman, even if you want to own the whole world, I can give it to you."

After listening to the young man's words, Su Qingqing suddenly stopped talking, Ye Feng's figure appeared in his mind, he was as handsome as the man in front of him, although he didn't know what Ye Feng's family background was, but he saw that everyone in Leng Yuhan's family treated him very well. He looks respectful, his status must be extraordinary, in fact these are not important, the important thing is that he is not Ye Feng's only woman, I don't know if Ye Feng will love him like his aunt.

Seeing Su Qingqing's appearance, Watanabe Shinzo thought she was tempted, and continued: "What Ye Feng can give you, I will definitely give you double, what Ye Feng can't give you, I can give you the same."

After Su Qingqing heard this, her brows became tighter and tighter. She knew that she loved Ye Feng, but at this time, she needed Ye Feng's love before she could have the courage to refuse.

Her heart suddenly trembled, she looked out the window, and saw Ye Feng in sportswear sitting lazily on a branch in the yard smiling at her, the guards in the yard didn't even notice.

Su Qingqing had an unprecedented sense of security in her heart, so she shook her head gently and smiled gracefully: "I already own the whole world, and I don't need anything anymore. We Chinese often say that contentment is always happy, and I also have a prominent family background, and A precious love, so I am satisfied with everything now, gluttons get fat, greedy people get fat, I think any woman should refuse to be fat, right? Body, and soul."

Shinzo Watanabe, who is known as the prince of the underworld in Japan, had a hot light in his eyes, and said: "I have never failed to get anything that Watanabe Shinzo wants to get. You will definitely become my most precious collection." .”

"I think even if you can have me, it's still a body without a soul, and my family will definitely not let you go."

"I don't understand why a vulgar man like Ye Feng won your favor. I'm used to being envied by others, but this is the first time I've been envious of others."

"Laughing and loving Mingyue, follow me to Yangzhou. Love ten miles of bead curtains, thousand bells of fine wine, hundreds of feet of dilapidated buildings, romantic. Mr. Watanabe wins people's love, but based on this, you are not worthy to talk about Chinese culture."

Ye Feng did not know when he had appeared in the room, walked beside the wine cabinet, frowned and said: "In such a room with Chinese characteristics, there are Remy Martin and Louis XVI in the wine cabinet, why not put a few bottles of Moutai?" Isn't it better?"