Chapter 929

Lynch walked into the martial arts school quietly.

At this time, a student in karate costume came to stop Lynch and President Yang and said, "Sir, outsiders are not allowed to enter here. If you have anything to do, please tell me."

Lynch glanced at the man. He was strong and strong with thick calluses on his hands. At first glance, he was practicing his family. At the moment, he couldn't understand the situation here, so he turned his head and looked at general manager Yan.

Yang always dry cough two voice way: "Hello, I am the person that delivers note in the morning, it is contact person to let me come here."

The martial arts Cadet was stunned for a moment, looked at them and said, "the contact person only invited one person to come here. Why are there two people now?"

Mr. Yang said, "this is my friend, and I have something important to explain."

The martial arts Cadet pondered for a moment and said, "I need to inform you of this situation. Now you can wait outside for a while."

"Well, please." Mr. Yang nodded.

Lynch really didn't expect that the other side was so cautious, but he didn't say much at the moment. At this time, it's all by luck whether he can see people.

Mr. Yang was silent, and his palms were in a cold sweat. He was thinking, if he didn't see anyone later, would Lynch think he was worthless and end him directly?

However, after waiting for a while, the martial arts student went back and forth.

"You two, please follow me." Martial arts school students said.

"Thank you." Yang zongru released the heavy burden and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He and Lynch entered the martial arts school together with the students.

The decoration in the martial arts school is very island style, and it combines tea ceremony and martial arts, which Lynch did not expect.

After all, in the long history of tea ceremony, it originated from China, but these islanders, after learning a little and adding a little, became their own products.

Lynch and Mr. Yang come to the hall. The hall of the martial arts school is very spacious for people to perform and fight. There is a huge martial arts character in front of the wooden floor on the ground.

On the second floor, there is a circular corridor with boxes on it. Sitting there, you can clearly see everything in the hall.

There are two people in the martial arts academy. They sit in a box on the second floor.

However, Lynch found that at this time, there were people in several boxes on the second floor, talking and laughing.

Lynch can't help but wonder: "if you would like to ask, is there any performance or competition here?"

"Yes, there are some performances today. The curator also invites the audience who need to have a good face. Finally, there will be a competition meeting between China and the island," the martial arts student said

"Huadao competition meeting?" Lynch was stunned for a moment and said, "is it Huaxia who competes with the people of your island country?"

"Yes, just a moment, please. It will start soon." The students of the martial arts school didn't explain much. After finishing this sentence, they left directly.

Yang and Lynch are all at a loss. They are a little confused now. What does the other party want to do?

"Mr. Yang, are you sure the other party invited you to talk about things?" Lynch asked suspiciously.

"Yes, brother, how dare I cheat you?" Mr. Yang is in a hurry.

"Well, I believe you for the moment, but don't let me see you're playing tricks." Lynch can only stand still to see what the bloody alliance is going to do next.

"Elder brother, how dare I? This time, I really don't know what kind of competition they will suddenly hold. Moreover, the people I contacted with xuesha League before can only do things according to their way, and I'm speechless." Mr. Yang said with an aggrieved face.

Lynch saw president Yang's look and felt that he should not have lied. After all, he was not a member of the blood evil alliance, and it was normal not to be taken seriously.

Of course, Lynch doesn't want to break his head. Since xueshameng wants to do this, it's better to continue to play with them.

Soon, a waiter in kimono came over, half knelt in front of the table and began to make tea for the people. She was the tea artist here.

Island people pay attention to tea ceremony. Although they plagiarize the wisdom of China, they have their own way.

I saw this tea artist, skilled in action, the hands of tea and teapots dancing, dazzling, less than a moment, a few pots of tea is brewed, fragrance overflowing, and then she is distributed to each table.

Finally, the tea master bowed deeply to all of you, revealing the white of the neckline, and said an island dialect.

However, there was a table of guests nearby, but they were discontented and yelled, "what bird language are you talking about? I'm a Chinese, I can't understand your island dialect!"

This table of guests, all dressed in suits, is five big three thick, muscle knot like a hill in general, the body is extremely solid, and the face is full of flesh, it doesn't look like a good man.

This exclamation also startled the tea artist. She said in poor Chinese, "please use it slowly."

"Go away, tell your curator to come out quickly!" Exclaimed the guest at the side table."Just a moment, everyone. When the guests arrive, our curator will come out." The tea master finished with trembling and left the scene in a hurry.

The guests at the next table just hummed and said nothing more.

Lynch noticed that most of the people who were invited here were Chinese, and they all seemed to have some force.

"Mr. Yang, have you met the curator here?" Asked Lynch.

"I've seen it once. It's like it's called taro Miyamoto!" Mr. Yang said.

"How much do you know?" Asked Lynch.

"It's said that he belongs to the Miyamoto family of the island state. He has learned Ninjutsu from his family since he was a child, and he is also proficient in karate and other martial arts. I don't know his strength, but he has been instilled with the spirit of Bushido since he was a child, so he should not be a minion." Mr. Yang said.

"Is he the person in charge of xuesha League in China?" Asked Lynch.

"Elder brother, I really don't know about this, but I guess that there is a large part of the possibility that island countries often like to do something inside and outside." Mr. Yang said.

During the tea, many guests have arrived.

The competition was held at nine o'clock, and there was a little performance at the beginning.

It's a line of Geisha in kimonos. They wear a little makeup, hold various musical instruments or folding fans, and dance to the music of the island.

After watching for a while, Lynch and President Yang found it dull. These geisha dances are just a few. They have no fun at all. Probably only the so-called upper class people in the island countries will think it's art, but in the eyes of Chinese people, it's shit.

After a long time, these geisha finally finished their performance, and several people in Samurai clothes cleaned up the scene, which should be regarded as a formal entry into the subject.

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