It was also because of that time that Fu Yidao realized the wonderful use of the emptiness of true qi, which can not only attack, but also be used to improve others and help the wolf group open up some of the meridians in the body.

"Go and follow me," Fu Yidao glanced at Xu Jing, "I don't want you to have something to do."

He can't let Xu Jing go without it, so Xu Jing won't agree. Since they are all his women, they naturally have to let her grow up. For Fu Yidao, he needs a gentle and lovely little wife like Lin Xueqian and Rose, and also needs a strong woman like You Sanjie. Xu Jing can become his right-hand man. Xu Jing is not strong enough now, so of course he is safer to be by his side.

"Well, I will be careful." Xu Jing nodded, very grateful. Not only because Fu Yidao agreed to her, but also because of Fu Yidao's concern, she seemed to have gradually gotten used to the way this man spoke.

...

The Tokyo Hotel is large in scale and extraordinary in its magnificence, and is also very famous internationally. Suzuki Kazuhiko held his 50th birthday here, which made the show scary. TV stations in the entire island country are rushing to report it. This is a big event. In the current economic situation of the island country, the Yamaguchi group dares to waste it like this, which naturally attracted the attention of many people, but no one dares to say anything.

The hotel is strict and no invitation letter is allowed. Even at the top of the country, you need a pass to enter. It can be seen how arrogant the deputy director is.

Suit and ties, traditional clothes from Yamaguchi, and sunglasses, they look even more domineering.

The invitation letter was not a difficult task for Fu Yidao. The wolf group went out for a few hours and "borrowed" three invitation letters from others, and also took their big visit in a pretty good manner.

"Please show the invitation letter." The person at the door was very polite.

The second gunman took three invitation letters and waved his hand, and glanced at them very disdainfully.

"Three invitation letters, only three people can enter."

"We are from the Aotian Society and we specially brought valuable gifts to bless Minister Kazuhiko Suzuki. The things are relatively expensive, so we need manpower. I hope you understand."

Fu Yidao said it seriously and glanced at the taller man: "If something happens, if you can afford it, then I have no objection."

"Uh... well, I hope you guys pay attention."

That tall man looked stupid. If something happened to him here, it would be hard for him to die. After thinking about it, how many people in the Yamaguchi group are here, are they still afraid of a small Qingtian meeting?

As the information said, Suzuki Ichihiko was a very arrogant and arrogant person. He always felt that he was the top figure among the Yamaguchi group. He held an important position as the deputy director, which naturally made him feel a sense of superiority.

The entire banquet living room was very spacious, with more than a dozen long tables placed around it, with all kinds of delicious food on it. Second Artillery was like a country bumpkin entering the city, and did not care about other people's eyes. He picked up a delicately prepared chicken leg and chewed it.

"Fuck, this tastes really good!"

"Second Artillery, don't embarrass you, sister, can you?" Gangzi looked dark. This kid is just a foodie. He didn't really come to give gifts today, and he even got it.

The second artillery doesn't matter. Anyway, Mr. Fu didn't say anything, so there was no problem. He glared at Gangzi and walked to another table.

Liu Guoqiang was observing as soon as he came in. There were not many people coming now. The protagonist Ichihiko Suzuki did not show up. Instead, many guests had arrived first. The man's suit and shiny leather shoes were on the floor made of cork, and there was no sound. The lady was dressed in charm, revealing her tender white back, tightening her beauty - her buttocks were seducing.

"Shao Fu, he hasn't come yet."

Dongzi glanced around and found that several masters were guarding the surroundings, observing the people in the banquet living room. There were many people outside, and there were also many people holding walkie-talkies inside, constantly connecting with each other to ensure safety.

Not long after, more and more people came, and a short man walked out from behind the living room. His short hair looked very energetic and a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows. Although he was short, he walked out in a look of looking down at everyone, followed by a few followers, and they were also in suits and sunglasses.

"Mr. Suzuki is here!"

I don’t know who shouted excitedly, everyone looked at each other, and the applause immediately started to stir up.

"Congratulations to Mr. Suzuki!"

"Mr. Suzuki is so young!"

"You are already the deputy director at such a young age. It's so amazing!"

Everyone's constant boasting made Suzuki Ichihiko very helpful. He pressed his hands and signaled everyone to be quiet. He naturally had something to say, and he would definitely want to praise himself, but the old ghost didn't give him this opportunity...

"Hey, short!"

The old ghost's voice was loud, and it was trembling directly in the living room, "What about you, the one who stands tallest, the short man!"

Suddenly, the entire banquet living room became quiet, calling Suzuki Ichihiko Short? What he hated the most was the matter of others talking about his height!

Suzuki Ichihiko's face turned pale in an instant. Today is his birthday. He held this party to give himself a long face, but the nigger here... directly slapped him!

Before Suzuki Ichihiko could speak, the old ghost was amused by himself: "Hehe, I really feel it, yes, it's you, the little guy..."

"Baga!"

The entourage immediately walked up, pointed at the old ghost and shouted, "Who are you? You are so disrespectful!"

"I was sent by God to give gifts. Do you dare to talk to me like this?" The old ghost looked at me with a stern look, just as if it were true. But Suzuki Ichihiko's eyes turned cold. God sent it? This kid was clearly here to make trouble!

"Ichihiko Suzuki, we are here to give gifts. Do you have any basic hospitality?" Fu Yidao smiled lightly, still sitting still without moving, just looked at Ichihiko Suzuki with a very contemptuous look, and instead stayed on the person beside him for a while.

Suzuki Ichihiko didn't even have a chance to speak. After looking at the people around him, he seemed to be waiting for Suzuki Ichihiko's reaction. When someone came to give gifts, if he was angry, he would seem to be not demeanor enough.

After barely pushing out a smile, Suzuki Ichihiko stopped the follower hypocritically: "Since I am sending gifts to bless me, I am naturally welcome. But your appearance is really special."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that they were just making fun of it, and they said, how could anyone dare to come here to cause trouble.

"Mr. Suzuki is really so handsome. He deserves your suit of 1.6 meters tall, haha!" Lao Guiyu was not shocking and continued to speak, and Kazuhiko Suzuki's face was almost unable to suppress it.

"Tongzi, show Mr. Suzuki the gift you have prepared."

"Yes, Fu Shao!"

Dongzi laughed and Geng Le and the other two carried the thing covered with red cloth. With a "bang", the guy was still a little heavy.

"Mr. Suzuki, it's just that we, Mr. Fu, give you a gift, please accept it!" Geng Le sneered, lifted the red cloth, and a wall bell immediately appeared in the center of the banquet living room.

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