Izanami looked at it all with a smile.

Everything is developing as expected. No one dares to accept the olive branch of the underworld in China now. This is a matter of course.

It is much harder to step on this stage again than to stand on this stage at the beginning. What you put in will be several times more effort. Because... in the days when you leave, the position you give up, none of those vested interests wants this dragon to hover in the world again.

She patted her hands gently. Suddenly, a group of Japanese girls wearing bright red kimono walked in with bowls and bowls. She placed them lightly and silently in front of each guest.

"In order to express our admiration for the underworld of the motherland, we used kaiseki cuisine this time." Izanami smiled slightly: "Although the taste is different from the living, it also has a unique flavor. They use the original specialties of Uchirasaka Yuki, so please try it."

Of course, there is no problem with this level of state banquet. Whether it is the luxurious but not the decoration of the room, the etiquette of the guests, and even the placement of tableware is standard.

The tableware is a lacquerware. It is also a Japanese specialty, and it is extremely exquisite. The flowers above are vivid. Izhanna is full of friendship with the landlords and explained with a smile: "The so-called Kaiseki is derived from the meaning of the saint being browned with jade. In the world, the most famous Kaiseki cuisine includes Yoshioka in Osaka Koribashi and Shofu from Higashioki City, Shiga Prefecture. In order to let all the guests enjoy Japanese delicacies, the chef of this time was the most famous chef of Mitae, Yoshioka during his lifetime."

The meals were delivered one by one. Qin Ye also learned about Kaiseki cuisine. It originated from Zen and was magnificent in the tea ceremony. It was divided into more than a dozen delicacies such as first payment, eight inches, Xiangfu, and cold bowl. Each dish lasted 5-10 minutes. It is one of the world's top dishes.

He once fantasized about when he would have money to taste the real Kaiseki cuisine. But now, the most authentic Kaiseki cuisine in the world is in front of him, but he tastes like wax.

The banquet has begun. One of the four common people reappeared on the world stage. This kind of banquet should have been filled with a harmonious atmosphere. But the table was strangely quiet.

All the members of the underworld attended the meeting were carefully tasting the food. From time to time, Izhan was beautiful and elegant and natural. However... no underworld dared to bring the topic to China.

It seems that they are the most redundant people.

Qin Ye took a sip of Miso soup, his eyes quietly swept across all the evil spirits. Everyone was avoiding his gaze, and no one dared to look at him. He sighed in his heart and put down his cup.

It seems that it is difficult for him to get these tickets.

At this moment, a waiter came over gently and said a few words in Izam's ear. She said in surprise, "Oh?" and waved her hand to send the other party away.

"King of Qin." Her voice was extremely sincere, with apologizing: "The bad incident of your assassination yesterday has already been achieved."

In a word, the dining table was silent in an instant.

Almost all the evil eyes looked at Izanami. But for a moment, their souls shook slightly.

Come... or come?

Xiang Zhuang dances a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. It is almost impossible for such a topic to appear at such a level. To put it bluntly, this is a private topic. It shouldn't appear here!

However, it appeared.

This is a hint and a warning that there is an underworld... when you are taking action against the underworld in China, you can stand your own team and don't regret it at that time.

It is also openly tearing down the image of the underworld in China - look, no one dares to attack you. What prestige does you have as the former Four Chang?

No country's prestige rose in an instant.

Everyone passes the treaties, the incidents are handled one after another,

I will establish my international image in the next team. This is... I don't want to give the Chinese underworld a time to establish an image. I will take the initiative first...

Similar ideas appeared in the minds of every Yin Chou at this table. They even took a napkin and wiped their mouths. Obviously, no matter how delicious Kaiseki cuisine is, it is far from the general trend that affects the world pattern.

Is it a dragon crossing the river or a tiger falling into the sun?

The table was terrifyingly silent. After more than ten seconds, Izarnamie sighed with emotion: "Please forgive me for being incompetent."

"We are not sure if there is Yama in the underworld in Japan. If there is Yama in fact, it has been here. This thorough investigation..."

She paused, and her acting skills were perfectly fine and gently biting her lip: "No result."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly. Is he going to force himself, the underworld of China, and suffer this loss in front of all the secret messengers?

If not, he would have to show the attitude of the underworld in China. This is enough to make people see whether he is a hawk or a dove. And... he can also see the strength of the underworld in China from the side.

What a deep plot... it was just an assassination. In this intriguing international political arena, the assassination of the Yama level was just the first wave. What followed was the shocking tsunami!

If a Chinese underworld that is not responding well, the first time he appears on stage will be flooded with the seabed by this terrifying tsunami and will never rise again.

He picked up the sake and took a sip. He looked at Izanami calmly: "You mean, is this king lying?"

"No. It's just that we can't detect it. It's because I'm incompetent." Izarami sighed: "We are willing to bear all the consequences for this."

The table was quiet.

Qin Ye looked directly at Yizhanamei with dark eyes, with deep eyes. After a long time, he said lightly: "I dare to assassinate me...even if I escape, I can only escape for a while."

"The King of Ghost Zhao has recorded the other party's yin energy. The next time he encounters it, no matter what occasion, he will definitely die."

This is the toughness of taking over the previous one... no, the previous two kings of Hell!

The underworld in China is so awesome! Do you dare to attack me? Very good. No matter whether you succeed or not, you will have to be on your neck!

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief from the side. The script had entered a climax period where many actors took the stage one after another. Many characters were chaotic and the context was obscure. He could only rely on everyone's on-the-spot reaction. He was afraid that Qin Ye's answer was wrong.

"Good answer..." He said in his heart: "If you don't answer this way, others will question the correctness of your successor. Because the underworld of China will not choose a miserable person as the successor."

"But... the essence still has not avoided the past... How do we deal with the Japanese underworld? The economy? Even the war?"

Just as Zhao Yun pondered, Qin Ye slowly spoke: "As for your country..."

He paused: "Before the matter is clear, all diplomatic establishment process will be suspended. And, all agreements will be suspended."

"Sir." Suzhan Mingzun finally couldn't help but speak, "Isn't this not the poor supervision of our country?"

"Oh?" Before he finished speaking, a ruthless yin energy instantly enveloped the audience. Zhao Yun's voice sounded unevenly: "What is that?"

This yin energy was so powerful that even though Yixi was prepared, he couldn't help but shake. The ghost fire exploded on the entire table. The other tables were silent in an instant. They looked in the direction of Zhao Yun in horror.

Zhao Yun stood up and looked at everyone. He said word by word: "In the Japanese Underworld, the leader of the Sichang was assassinated. Do you say it's not your business?"

"In your underworld, do you even know if a Yama has been here?"

His eyes narrowed dangerously: "Then... did you found the country to be the back garden?!"

The sound suddenly rose, the whole

The desktop was slightly shaken.

All the bad faces changed slightly. Obviously, they thought of some bad memories, such as the conferences in the past few hundred years...

Zhao Yun's aura became stronger and stronger, and the terrifying yin energy made every yin-sister in the outer world sound. Izanami gritted her teeth and said from the gaps of her teeth: "King Zhao Ghost... This is Japan... This is Huangquan Birasaka!"

"So what?" Qin Ye stood up and gently rubbed a sake glass in his hand. His eyes were neither angry nor happy.

He took a sip and then slapped it. The wine glass was directly embedded in the table, and the whole table trembled violently.

The golden dragon robe reflected the surrounding light and shadows and floated away: "This is Huangquan Biryansaka, but... I am the lord of the underworld in China!"

"From now on, we will not receive any Japanese secret messengers. All China-Japan exchanges will be suspended. All matters related to the Japanese underworld will be retained. I will maintain a veto right."

When the emperor left the seat, all the Chinese Yinmen stood up and left without saying a word. Soon, the entire hall was empty.

Although the new ghost officers who left did not speak, the ghost fire was pounding wildly, their faces were red, and their eyes were desperately interchanging. There was no humiliation in their hearts. Instead, they had a sense of demeanor that was the underworld of China, and that feeling of honor.

Who would like to bow down at an international conference?

Who wants to crawl forward as a king?

Dong... The door was closed. A foreigner pursed his lips and Adam's apple moved hard. After a few seconds, he stood up and bowed: "Izam, it's time to pick up the death of our country. I... take a step first."

Izanami nodded silently without saying a word. The other party immediately turned around and left. He walked out the door quickly, and then looked at the door behind him with lingering fear.

The table was turned off...

The table was turned up again...

Just now...that's above Yama? This kind of oppression is more than all the gods of death!

He obviously dared not to welcome him when he saw that the second generation had not come. Who would have thought that... there was actually a god of death! When did King Zhao reach this point?

Is the Chinese underworld still the same Chinese underworld? Still so tough?

Sure enough... the god of death in his country dared not come today. It turned out... he had guessed that this would be the Shura Field?

One by one, the secret messengers left. Soon, only Izarami and Suzan Mingzun were left here.

"I miscalculated it." Suzan Mingzun sighed quietly. He was only two meters tall now. His thick fingers gently tapped the table: "I originally wanted to dispel their image, but I didn't expect that they would actually let them follow the trend and set up this image."

Izana waved, handed over a cigarette gun, she took a sip and spit out a blue and white smoke. She stood up, dragging the big red sunrise East China Sea long skirt to the ground.

"It's not all about nothing." She said slowly and quickly: "Originally, it would be destined to be not easy to leave this matter to me."

"Their scheming old ghosts all think that it's a chance to not come in the second generation. However, King Zhao is here... There is no Yama in Japan, let alone Yama. They took this opportunity to overturn the table. Can we stop it?"

"But..." she smiled and said hoarsely: "Don't you think they are a little strong on the outside?"

Suzhan Mingzun's eyes flashed and he said deeply: "Is this what you mean by the harvest? What you mean..."

"The trend is on me." Behind Izanami, several ghosts floated over, holding up her skirt several meters long, and she swayed and walked out: "Once Asia changes the sky, who else can swallow the East China Sea except us?"
Chapter completed!