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"The competition has been postponed?" Chen Jie asked.

Faang Yun closed her phone and sighed: "That's right, Manager Wang, who was in charge of this matter, called me. He said that since the police are investigating, the bidding was postponed for a period of time."

Chen Jie thoughtfully nodded and said: "It's alright, our Wang Family have already tasted our might this time. We will definitely not act rashly again."

After Chen Jie said this, he suddenly paused for a moment and said seriously: "If they come again, if I cannot beat them, I will hand you over."

Faang Yun raised her little face, gave Chen Jie a kiss on the cheek, and lightly countered, "Little scoundrel, you're really willing to part with me?"

"Hahaha!" "That may not be the case." Chen Jie pinched Faang Yun's small face, glancing at her proud twin peaks, and laughed wickedly.

Facing the flirting and flirting of the two, many males in Xu Family Group had troubled expressions. They never thought that this flower in the group would actually be picked by people outside the group.

However, how could these people dare to object?

In the evening, the horizon seemed to have been dyed with a layer of heavy ink. The golden afterglow of the setting sun slowly sank into the black color, and the entire Jiangzhou City seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist.

The Wang Family Headquarters was located in a bustling city area of the Jiangzhou City, covering an area of a hundred acres.

At this moment, in a Japanese-styled Golden Iris Building, a woman in kimono was making tea.

In front of her, Wang Cheng's face was pale and his body was trembling.

"Wang Cheng, how is the matter?" the woman asked coolly.

"Cousin …" Xu Hua... Xu Hua was killed, Faang Yun is being protected by a man called Divine Doctor Chen, we can't even make a move! "

Wang Cheng's eyes were filled with panic. In fact, his position in the Wang Family was very ordinary, but the other party had the true authority of the Wang Family. Wang Cheng was afraid of being punished by the woman.

"Yes, I have heard of the Divine Doctor Chen."

Wang Shuying did not seem to be surprised at all. After drinking a mouthful of green tea, a trace of disgust appeared on her pretty face as she said indifferently: "You may leave.

Wang Cheng nodded his head in panic, pushed open the door, faced Jiang Shu Ying, and walked out while retreating.

Even though he was a famed popinjay with great Jiangzhou and had an arrogant personality, Wang Cheng had always respected and feared this older cousin of his ever since he was young.

After Wang Cheng left, Wang Shuying changed the tea into wine and ordered the people outside the wooden house:

"Go and get Mr Watanabe."

"Hey!"

The light outside flickered for a moment, like a black shadow. The person outside answered, then left.

Not long after, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and wearing a warrior uniform strode into the wooden house.

"Mr. Watanabe, our Wang Family has met with great trouble this time. I hope that you can help us."

Wang Shuying used both hands to pass the wine to the middle aged man, and asked with a sincere tone.

Ichiro Watanabe sat cross legged, drained the cup in one gulp, and spoke out. "Wang Family is a large group of Jiangzhou, what kind of trouble did you encounter that you need the help of a lackey like me?"

When Wang Shuying heard that Du Bian didn't directly refuse, she chuckled and poured another cup for him, then laughed: "Mr. Du Bian is too courteous, your position in my Wang Family, is only second to me. If you didn't frighten those young people all these years, how could my Wang Family be at peace?"

Ichiro Watanabe was noncommittal and asked in pure Mandarin, "I heard that Song had already been defeated and was sent into closed door cultivation. He was not affected by alcohol or sex.

It was naturally Master Soong. Ever since he had returned to the Wang Family, he had locked himself in his villa, and was shocked by everyone in the Wang Family.

"Of course it's related. Master Soong is incapable, and was scared out of his wits, this matter, I can only ask you to help me, my Wang Family has a chance of winning."

Wang Shuying laughed softly, her eyes bewitching like silk. Although she was wearing a uniform, it tightly wrapped her alluring, beautiful body, revealing a pair of long, slender legs.

But, Ichiro Watanabe who was in front of him was looking straight ahead, he was extremely composed, obviously his martial will was already as firm as a rock.

Seeing that her charm had lost its effect, Wang Shuying did not feel awkward in the slightest and gulped down the wine in her cup in one gulp.

"Please give it a try, Mr. Watanabe!"

Outside the room, a man dressed in a wave suit was holding a wooden box in his hands as he walked in.

The wooden box was made from the finest purple sandalwood, and it exuded an ancient aura. It was an antique in itself, and it caused one to be curious to know what kind of treasure was inside.

Ichiro Watanabe revealed a somewhat curious expression. All these years, he had always been worshiped in Wang Family, but had never seen this wooden box before.

"If Mr. Watanabe is willing to help me with my Wang Family, I'll give this item to you."

Wang Shuying laughed and poured wine for Ichiro Watanabe, her eyes revealing a look of satisfaction.

"Oh?"

Ichiro Watanabe slowly opened the sandalwood box only to see that there was a blade inside. From the shape of the blade, it should be a katana.

The body of the saber was completely black. The hilt was wrapped in layers of shark skin, giving it an ancient and grand feeling, giving it a sense of time and space.

Ichiro Watanabe's eyes lit up, he stood up and pulled out the blade. Immediately, the entire wooden house started to emit a light sound, and the air started to tremble, one could imagine how sharp the blade was.

"Good saber!"

Ichiro Watanabe was overjoyed, caressing the blade lovingly, as if it was a precious treasure.

Suddenly, he touched the connection between the handle of the saber and its body, his whole body suddenly trembling with excitement.

"Kanze Masamune? It really was this blade … Is that the Kanze Masamune? "

Ichiro Watanabe's voice trembled, this blade was the power seal of the Japan, it had travelled between many great names, and held an extraordinary status!

The Kanze Masamune was an object given by authority during the period of the Proclamation of Liberation. "When a great name gives a great official the management of a country, it is often given a great sword as a symbol. Therefore, when a great name is given to a great official, it is often an unparalleled glory bestowed upon the ruler of a nation.

This saber had long since disappeared during the Second World War. Why would it appear here?

At that moment, Ichiro Watanabe's heart was filled with endless suspicions, he had already decided that he would not let go of this blade. Even if his Wang Family faced an extreme difficulty, he would still rely on this blade to slash!

"Mr. Watanabe, don't get too excited for now. Kanze Masamune is a famous blade of your Japan. It's naturally very difficult to get it based on my Wang Family."

Wang Shuying laughed blandly, and continued: This blade is just a copy of the Kanze Masamune, I have personally gone to Dragon Spring Ancient Town in China and spent a huge sum of money to request an old craftsman to forge it.

Hearing this, Ichiro Watanabe sighed, shook his head and said: "As expected, the Kanze Masamune is a world-famous blade, if it were to fall into the hands of a nameless person like me, it would only bury its light."

With your level of cultivation in the way of the sword, other than the four Sword Saint s of your Japan, who else could be a match for you? "

"Patriarch must be joking, my Japan is as powerful as the clouds, I am merely a last resort." Ichiro Watanabe smiled and shook his head.

"Although this blade is not the original product of the Kanze Masamune, the person who made this blade has seen a real Kanze Masamune before. The family has preserved its tattered blueprints!"