Chapter 277

It is still a white professional suit, tight suit, highlighting its proud figure, straight and straight mountain, slender waist like willow, and upright buttocks.

With her slender legs, delicate face and cool temperament, Su Yan's beauty and figure are no worse than ye Yaxin's.

But as soon as Xiao Yifeng saw Gao Leng's secretary, he thought of the scene he saw yesterday.

Su Yan see Xiao Yifeng, face as usual indifference, will pass by.

"Secretary Su, you said you were so beautiful and in good shape. Why did you work as a Secretary for my wife? Is there any purpose? "

Xiao Yifeng suddenly says a word to Su Yan. The latter's body trembles slightly. His face keeps calm. He doesn't pay attention to Xiao Yifeng. The elevator door opens and goes in directly.

Xiao Yifeng smiles playfully and walks into the sales department.

"Brother Xiao, are you ok? Yesterday, I heard that you were arrested by the police and that you killed people. I was scared to death! "

Xiao Yifeng just returned to his seat, Fang Siqi looked at him and said anxiously.

"Don't worry, your brother Xiaofeng will be OK."

Xiao Yifeng smiles and blows her nose. The latter's face turns red and looks a little shy.

"Oh, you're teasing us again, Siqi. You're really gorgeous!"

At this time, Hongmei came over and looked at them laughing.

"Sister Hong, do you want me to tease you?"

Xiao Yifeng looks at Hongmei with a smile on his mouth. His eyes are shining with a blazing light, scanning each other's plump and mature body.

Looking at Xiao Yifeng's fiery eyes, Hongmei only feels an electric current generated in her body. Some yearning idea spreads in her heart, giving Xiao Yifeng a seductive look, and she turns around and leaves.

Seeing the last look in Hongmei's eyes, Xiao Yifeng only felt that the blood in her body began to boil, and her heart had a faint impulse.

The next time, Xiao Yifeng opens her perspective eyes and keeps monitoring Su Yan to see what the other party does, but Su Yan doesn't do anything unusual.

Kyoto, Japan.

In a mysterious mountain range, there are old huts hidden. There is a cold smell in the air. This is the residence of Jiahe sect in Japan.

Jiahezong has a history of nearly one thousand years in Japan, which is regarded as an ancient school of martial arts in Japan.

In the true sense, Jiahe clan is a killer organization, specializing in assassination. The clan has cultivated a large number of dead men and ninjas.

At this time, in one of the huts, Qianxun ghost dance, who escaped from Xiao Yifeng's hands, appeared here and knelt on the ground.

In front of him sat a man in a black kimono, in his fifties, with a moustache, drinking a cup of tea slowly.

"A warrior who didn't even reach the level of vigorous Qi defeated all of you and even killed both of them in the face of the joint attack of you and the two warriors in the level of vigorous Qi. Are you sure you're right?"

This 50 year old man looked at Qianxun ghost dance with a cool look. His eyes were bland, and he couldn't see any change. However, a terrible pressure enveloped the whole room, making life unable to resist.

Qianxun ghost dance looked solemn and dignified, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Lord, what my subordinates said is true, and there will never be false. This time my subordinates are incompetent and have not completed the task."

"It's not your fault. It can only be said that there is another evil genius in China. But in that case, he will die. He knows your identity, so he can't grow up. At that time, he will threaten jiahezong. He must die!"

The man's indifferent vomit way, a terrible murderous opportunity release, let that thousand search ghost dance body a quiver, complexion pale.

This man is Matsumoto Mayou, the leader of the Jiahe clan. He is one of the most powerful experts in Japanese martial arts and Taoism. His strength is unfathomable.

"Well, you step back first!"

Matsumoto Ma you looked at Qianxun ghost dance light said a word, the latter quit the hut.

Then a man in black appeared in front of Matsumoto and said, "suzerain, who are you going to send to China?"

"Hideko

Matsumoto took another sip of tea and vomited.

"The young master of the Yihe family!"

A look of surprise flashed through the eyes of the man in black.

"Suzerain, why do you want the people of the Yihe family to carry out this task, or their young master?"

"It's said that Yihe Xiuzi has a strong talent for martial arts. Now she is only 25 years old, and she is already the strength of the later stage of vigorous Qi."

Matsumoto Matsumoto murmured.

"Yes, the martial arts talent of this hideko is indeed the strongest of the younger generation of the Yihe family. At her present age, she is regarded as a martial arts genius in the whole of Japan. Compared with the young masters of the cangye family and the Liuchuan family, she is regarded as a hope by the whole Yihe family!"Said the man in black.

"Hope?"

Matsumoto, with a sneer on his lips, said: "those guys of the Yihe family want to cultivate this Yihe Xiuzi. With her, they can get rid of the control of our Jiahe clan and restore their glory before the Yihe clan."

"How ridiculous

Matsumoto shook his head with disdain.

At this time, the man in black's eyes lit up and said: "the patriarch specially asked Yihe Xiuzi to carry out this task this time. Is that what he wanted..."

"Yes, I won't let them have any hope. It's up to you. Don't leave any trace!"

Matsumoto's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Yes, Lord!"

The man in black nodded and disappeared in the hut.

In another secret place in Kyoto, Japan, there is also a large area of ancient houses standing here. Another Japanese martial school, the Yihe family, lives here.

The Yihe family is also a martial arts school that has been handed down for thousands of years in Japan. It is as famous as the Jiahe clan, but the Yihe family is inherited by blood. The blood of the Yihe clan is the main member of the family.

For nearly a hundred years, there were few men in the Yihe family, and the children with martial arts talent in the family were even rarer. Up to now, they have no strength of that year, and finally had to rely on Jiahe clan to survive.

In an ancient house, a woman in a kimono, about 30 years old, kneels on a tatami. Although she is not young, she still has a charm, exuding the charm of a mature woman, and at the same time, she exudes a sense of dignity.

It's suzumi Yihe, the current owner of the Yihe family, but her eyebrows are frowning and worried.