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Hearing this, Lin Zichen secretly let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had finally seen the exit after walking in a maze for a long time.

Even though it was easy to say … The Jing Clan might not be Lin Zi Chen's strongest opponent. After all, they still had the Ninja Group and the Hengwu Divine Society. Lin Zi Chen was not sure what kind of relationship they had, but he knew it would be easy. The Jing family was bound to be the beginning to uncover this series of relationships.

"Alright, I, Lin Zichen, will definitely come!"

"Heh heh, then I'll wait for you." Jing Lisha smiled, "Then Lin Jun, you just have to wait here for a while. There will be a car coming to pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zi Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "Humph, if I were to let you off … …" Jing Lisha tried to play tricks with me again, but this time I first stepped over her head. "The Jing Family!"

The two of them walked out of the Tao Qiu branch of the Hengwu Divine Society and waited at the roadside for a few minutes. Then, they saw a black car speeding towards them.

Since it was already midnight and there weren't many people on the road, coupled with the fact that the road in front of the house was very wide, the car's speed was very fast. It was only until the two of them stopped did the car come to a stop.

"Lin Jun, please get on the carriage."

It was driven by a man in black leather, with a beard at the temples and dark glasses even at night.

However, due to his work at the Cosmic Star Academy, Lin Zichen immediately recognized that it was a pair of night vision goggles. If nothing went wrong, he should be a veteran, and judging from the appearance of this pair of night vision goggles, Lin Zichen could tell that it was very difficult for ordinary military officers to have such a pair of night vision goggles.

Lin Zi Chen snickered, "Haha, this Song …" The Jing Family was really not simple, even the driver was at this level.

After getting on the car, Lin Zichen could feel the driver's strength. His physical fitness was indeed different from that of an ordinary person's, but his aura was not that strong. It was equivalent to a Na Yuan Early Stage martial artist.

Afterwards, the car started up and sped through the night as if it was a high-speed road. There were even occasional pedestrians. The driver stepped on the accelerator and used the sound of the car to replace the sound of the horn.

I can see that, Matsui. The Jing and Family had a special status in the State of China. Otherwise, this driver wouldn't have such an arrogant attitude. If a family like this were to have a traffic accident, the entire family would be dealt with immediately.

However, the journey this time was much longer than the drive from the airport to the Pangaea Shrine, which lasted for more than two hours, until both sides turned from the city to the countryside.

Lin Zi Chen looked at the night scenery on both sides and thought to himself, 'I don't know if it's Song.' The Jing Clan was not in Tao Qiu city, or perhaps it was Song. What tricks was Jing Lisha up to this time?

When dawn broke, the car drove into the city. However, this was no longer Tao Qiu City.

After all, Ying State was not a big country. Even when compared to a small province in China, it was only the tip of the iceberg. Therefore, it was not strange to drive across a city or two in a few hours.

At around 8 in the morning, the car finally slowed down. Perhaps it was because there were more people walking on the street, or because they were about to reach their destination.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a villa on the outskirts of the city.

Lin Zi Chen naturally recognized it as well: Song … The Jing Family.

This was also one of the special characteristics of the State of Yue. Many houses and mansions would have a wooden board affixed to them that stated their surnames. Of course, it looked like Song. The Wealthy Class like the Jing Family would not use simple wooden tablets, but to directly carve them.

Very soon, a person walked out of the courtyard, opened the iron gate on both sides and drove the car inside.

When they stopped in front of the villa, someone immediately ran out to open the car door for Lin Zichen.

"Lin Jun, please come in. The Patriarch is waiting for you."

The head of the family? It's that Matsui. Jing Anzhi? Hehe, looks like the show this time isn't small at all.

Lin Zi Chen and Black Feather got off the car and entered the villa. The family servant led them to a very large room.

As the two entered the room, the servant backed out and closed the door behind him.

The room was a typical decoration of Ying Nation. There were two short tables and no chairs. After all, the people of Ying Nation were used to sitting on the floor.

At this moment, the door to the room was opened, revealing a room that was about the same size as the one outside.

In the middle of the table sat a man with white hair. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, and his hair was loose on both sides. The well knows the peace, the loose. Kei and Song. Jing Lisha.

Lin Zi Chen quickly guessed that the man must be Song Qing. The head of Jing Clan, Song Qing. Jing Anzhi was done.

Song.An Zhi indeed had some of the air of a family head, his grizzled hair was neat and tidy. Although he was old, his facial features were very straight, and a layer of beard hung from his lips, giving him an invisible aura.

And today, Song.- Jing Lisha was especially pretty, her white face looked even more delicate, her long black hair was neatly combed, and the bangs on her forehead were even purer and cuter.

However, right now, Lin Zi Chen did not have the slightest bit of appreciation for her, but this seemingly innocent girl had a terrifying heart. It had to be said that she was mentally and physically relaxed. Jing Lisha was too mature, even surpassing Lan Luoshi, Huang Yi, and the others.

"Mr. Lin, please come in." Pine. Jing Anzhi said in fluent Chinese.

Lin Zi Chen walked into the room and looked around, except for Song Qing. There were five or six people sitting next to the Jing family, and there were a few men in suits standing in the furthest row. They were obviously bodyguards.

Song.Jing Anzhi pointed to an empty seat and said, "Mr. Lin, please take a seat."

Lin Zichen saw that this spot was located at Songcheng University. Beside Jing Lisha, she said, "Hehe, I'm sorry. I'm not used to kneeling."

"Hur hur, actually, it's very casual. If you're not used to it, you can sit." Pine. Jing Anzhi smiled.

Of course, Lin Zi Chen knew that most of the people in the State of Chen would kneel down. However, some of them were too old to sit on the ground, so he didn't want them to sit on the ground.

He shook his head. "I'm sorry, I'm used to sitting in a chair."

Hearing this, Song … Jing Anzhi froze for a moment. It was obvious that Lin Zichen was trying to provoke him, but he still nodded with a smile. "Alright, give Mr. Lin a chair."

Soon, someone sent a chair over and Lin Zichen sat down.

In such a large room, besides the person standing behind him, only Lin Zichen was sitting on his chair. The others were kneeling on the ground. In the minds of the Chinese, this was the majesty of a king.

Although Lin Zi Chen did not have the luxury of pursuing them, he would not kneel down in front of the Japanese.

"Mr. Lin, I know about Lisa and her company in China, and I also know that some unpleasantness has arisen from working with you. I hope that today we will be able to relax." The Jing Family can deal with all these unpleasantness. What do you think? "

As he spoke, he took a sip of the tea.

Lin Zi Chen laughed coldly: "Heh heh, looks like Song …" Mr. Jing likes tea. "

Song.Jing Anzhi slowly nodded his head. "That's right. I know that Mister Lin loves tea, so I specially prepared a good green tea for you. Please enjoy it, Mister Lin."

It had to be said that Ying Nation's tea ceremony originated from China, but it had its own development. Regardless of whether it was the tea culture or the tea culture, they all had their own characteristics. The taste of this cup of green tea made China's tea very different.

Lin Zi Chen smiled and shook his head: "I don't agree with that." Mr. Jing, although Ying Nation's tea ceremony has inherited the Chinese tea culture, it also has its own self-development. This kind of self-development goes further and further, and long ago, it did not belong to a single family.

After Lin Zi Chen said this, he chuckled and looked around. He knew that his words would definitely arouse a lot of anger, but it was not enough to make him worry.

Song-Jing Anzhi was a bit embarrassed, but he still forced a smile. "Hehe, maybe you have a point, but..." Mister Lin, if my niece displeased you with anything in China, I would be relieved today. Jing Anzhi apologized for her. What do you think? "

Lin Zi Chen glanced at Song Qing. Jing Lisha, the latter raised her head and gave him a mischievous smile, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Okay, I accept your apology, but … …" Pine. "Mr. Jing, I'm not here for that. I'm here for someone."

"Oh? "I wonder who Mr. Lin is looking for?"

"I never thought that you would be so kind. Head Jing also likes to pretend to be stupid. Fine, I'll just say it directly and bring Fujisaki here. " Lin Zi Chen said.

Song-Jing An Zhi pondered for a while before looking at Song An. Jing Lisha: "Lisa, Fujisaki... We are friends of Mister Lin. In order to show our sincerity, we should first let Mister Lin be at ease. "

Song.Jing Lisha said, "Uncle, Teng Qi is very safe now. I think we should talk about something important with Mister Lin first."

"Sure." Pine. Jing Anzhi said.

Lin Zi Chen was slightly surprised, but he soon let go. Jing Lisha's tone sounded as if she was giving an order. He really didn't know. Who was the one in charge of the Jing Family?

"Mister Lin, actually, I wanted to see you for a long time. I know you're a top fighter in China, so I also want to work with you. How about it?" Pine. Jing Anzhi said.

Lin Zi Chen looked at Song Qing coldly. Jing Lisha once again looked towards Songzi. Jing Anzhi said, "Cooperation? Heh heh, the two of you and I will let you off. "How can the Jing Family cooperate?"

"We're relieved. The Jing Family looked favorably on the market in China, especially in the underground world. However... "There are many Chinese fighters, which gives us quite a bit of resistance. That's why I hope to work with Mr. Lin to get rid of this resistance."

Saying this, Jing Anzhi took a sip of the tea in his hand, revealing a satisfied expression.

"Alright, this collaboration is pretty good."

"Oh? "Haha, Mister Lin has agreed. Are we not going to ask about the payment?" Pine. Jing Anzhi smiled.

Lin Zi Chen chuckled: "Compensation?" If I, Lin Zichen, want the reward, you can relax … Could the Jing Family afford it? "Hehe, I think it's best if you let me see Fujisaki Cherry Beauty first. Otherwise, don't talk to me about anything!"

Hearing this, Song … A trace of displeasure appeared on Jing Anzhi's face. "Mr. Lin, I think we should talk about proper business first. What do you think?"

"Hehe, serious? If you want to talk about anything, let me see Teng Qi first! "

"And if not?" Pine. Jing Anzhi slightly narrowed his eyes, a trace of ruthlessness on his face.

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