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Volume 1 Chapter 253 Masters of Chinese Martial Arts

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    Change it to another one." When he heard Fujihiro Kenjiro say this, Zhang Yi secretly thought that something bad was going on. This guy couldn't control his mouth. Looking at Jiang Yuhan's questioning eyes, Zhang Yi laughed and said, "This  , he said that the rich woman in the villa he just went to had a pretty face again, which made him very envious.  " "Oh, oh, yes, yes, yes.  "Fujihiro Kenjiro quickly patted his head again, pointed to the villa he had just walked out of, and said: "Let me tell you, there is a very rich Indian woman living in this villa. Her husband was a steel maker during his lifetime. After his death, he will leave a large fortune.  I left it to her. I didn¡¯t expect that in the month she came to live with me, she would change seven pretty girls. When I just walked in, it was already the eighth one. I said I was quite envious." "Really?  "Jiang Yuhan glanced at Kenjiro Fujihiro, who looked mysterious, and then at Zhang Yi, who looked upright. "Of course.  Zhang Yi nodded fiercely and said in a sad and angry tone: "Why do you think women are like this now?"  If her husband found out, he would have to crawl up from the ground to settle the score with her.  " "Tch, don't make your generalization too broad. He also said that those are Indian women, not our Chinese women.  "Jiang Yuhan felt that Zhang Yi's words were thorny, so she spat at him, and then said with a smile: "Do you also want to be someone else's pretty boy? With your conditions, it's not difficult to be a pretty boy." "Hehe, I'm only interested in us.  Chinese women are interested.  "Zhang Yi chuckled and secretly said that it was dangerous. Although she had nothing to do with Jiang Yuhan, she still felt that she could not let her know that Tanaka Mie had lived here. After discovering that the lie was successfully rounded, Fujihiro Kenjiro just talked to Zhang Yi  After saying goodbye and leaving, Zhang Yi asked him to prepare some ingredients for several Cantonese dishes. After a while, Kenjiro Fujihiro nodded and left. It was Jiang Yuhan's first time to come to the place where Zhang Yi lived.  When she entered the villa, she fell in love with it at first glance. It was quiet, elegant, and high-end. This kind of Western European architecture with simple decoration was very artistic. As an amateur artist with a casual nature, she was usually obsessed with this kind of atmosphere.  Because this kind of place can give the creator a lot of inspiration, and for her who likes to paint, this style on the canvas is a work of art in itself, with a sense of angles and lines. ¡°I will do it in the future.  Can I come to your place often to write scripts?  You know, not to mention how noisy it is in the school dormitories, sometimes I am so irritated that I can¡¯t calm down at all.  "Jiang Yuhan, who walked around the villa, returned to Zhang Yi and laughed. "Yes, yes, but I won't be in Tokyo for long. I will go to Hokkaido in a few days. If you like, I will  You can tell Mr. Fujiyu to keep this place for you.  "Zhang Yi thought for a while and said. "Oh, forget it, it must be very expensive here, I can't afford it.  "Jiang Yuhan shook her head. She was just a child from a middle-class family in Guangnan City. Her father was a university professor and her mother was also engaged in education. She couldn't handle such a luxury hotel and villa that cost tens of thousands of yuan a day.  I can¡¯t afford to live there. ¡°It doesn¡¯t cost you anything. Just think of it as repaying your favor for sending me a letter to China. You can stay as long as you want.  "Zhang Yidao. "Forget it, your gift is too valuable, I can't accept it. I'm just sending you a letter because I'm going back to China. Although I really want to have my own creative space, this is a matter of principle.  ,Thanks for your kindness.  "Jiang Yuhan smiled. She and Zhang Yi are just good friends now, and she doesn't want to owe Zhang Yi anything because of this. Zhang Yi shrugged. In fact, he didn't spend a penny to live here.  But after getting along with him, he also knew what kind of girl Jiang Yuhan was, so he didn't say anything more. At this time, Fujihiro Kenjiro sent someone over to deliver the ingredients Zhang Yi needed, as well as a bottle of 1987 La La.  Feihong wine, after taking the ingredients, Zhang Yi went into the kitchen to tinker. Jiang Yuhan stood beside him curiously, watching Zhang Yi cook several Cantonese dishes that she was familiar with for nearly an hour.  Finally, several plates of delicious Cantonese dishes were brought to the table. Jiang Yuhan, who was already so hungry, couldn't help but start to taste them. After tasting them, Jiang Yuhan couldn't help but marvel at Zhang Yi's cooking skills. She really didn't expect a man.  She can actually make the food so delicious, and for her who is used to Cantonese food, the Cantonese food made by Zhang Yi tastes extremely authentic. At the dinner table, Zhang Yi opened the two bottles of red wine under Jiang Yuhan's excited supervision.  As they drank, it seemed that Fujihiro Kenjiro had misunderstood something, so he took it upon himself to send such a bottle of red wine. ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you know so much about movies, art, photography, and scripts, and you would actually do this.  Authentic Cantonese cuisine, it seems that whoever marries you in the future will be really lucky.  "Jiang Yuhan joked and praised while eating. "Actually, what I cook best is Sichuan cuisine. I am from Sichuan after all." Zhang Yi raised his wine glass, laughed, and joked: "Otherwise, if you marry me, I will  Do it for you every day.  " Jiang Yuhan was stunned., then smiled sweetly and said: "I don't know anything. If you dare to marry me, I will marry you. Moreover, these days, as long as a man promises something like 'every day, every day,' it is mostly unreliable, and it only lasts a few days."  , I didn¡¯t expect you to be able to escape such a vulgar test.¡± Zhang Yi laughed and changed the topic: ¡°By the way, how was your last paper?¡± ¡°Well, it¡¯s very good. I have to thank you.  If you hadn't helped me revise that painting, I wouldn't have been able to find such good inspiration to complete this paper. My supervisor attaches great importance to my paper, and I shouldn't have much trouble getting a master's degree certificate in the future. " "  Then let me congratulate you first." Zhang Yi smiled and had a drink with Jiang Yuhan.  After dinner, maybe Jiang Yuhan was a little drunk, her face was red, and she was a little shaky. Zhang Yi, who originally planned to send her back to Tokyo University, had to let her deal with it here for one night. Judging from her current situation, she would definitely not be able to go back to school.  of.  After helping Jiang Yuhan sleep on the bed, Zhang Yi returned to the living room to clear the dining table. Suddenly, a strange sound from the roof came to Zhang Yi's ears, followed by the sound of footsteps on the roof. At that moment, Zhang Yi's eyes  In a flash, he quickly ran out of the villa, jumped up and reached the roof of the villa.  On the roof, a figure wearing a gray loose robe stood quietly with his hands behind his back. Looking at him, he seemed to be waiting for Zhang Yi.  "Who are you?" Zhang Yi asked aloud after falling down. The man in front of him was wearing a Chinese robe, and judging from the aura of his standing there, Zhang Yi knew that he was also a practitioner.  He had profound inner strength, and Zhang Yi felt that the air around him was slightly solidified at this moment.  The man in gray robe did not reply. As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards Zhang Yi. He stretched his hands into claws and grabbed Zhang Yi's throat. Zhang Yi was startled and quickly stepped away and kicked him.  He turned around and kicked Zhang Yi towards his abdomen. He then took out his palm and hit Zhang Yi's chest. Zhang Yi also struck out with a sudden palm, and with a loud sound, the two of them retreated.  "Hahaha, such deep internal strength." The man in gray robe stopped, suddenly burst into laughter, and said in Chinese: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age. He has such deep internal strength at such a young age. Can Chen Peng be right?  That's right, he is indeed a master." Zhang Yi knew from that slap that the man in front of him was also a master of internal martial arts. When he took a closer look, he turned out to be a middle-aged man.  After hearing what he said, Zhang Yi's face lit up and he said, "Senior, are you from China?" "Your letter has been delivered, so there's no reason not to come." The middle-aged man laughed, and he  His skin is a little dark, but his smile gives people a very vicissitudes of life and warmth.  "That's good, that's good." Zhang Yi took a deep breath, and after waiting for so long, it finally came.  After taking a look at the middle-aged man's attire and appearance, Zhang Yi said with a smile: "Senior must be the silk-winding magic hand Yang Yan, one of the five strange people in the Chinese martial arts world mentioned by Mr. Chen." "Strange people dare not  "It was me, Yang Yan, and Chen Peng who knew that you needed help after receiving your letter, so we came to the island country to help you. In fact, we did what you did to the Holy See and the Bayonet Group in China."  We all know that, but as people in the martial arts world, we do not participate in the struggle for secular power. If this time did not threaten the life and death of the Chinese nation, we would not come out. We flew to the island country in the afternoon, and we followed you.  I got it from the address given in the letter." The middle-aged man named Yang Yan was very generous and laughed, looking at Zhang Yi with a little admiration. As a member of the martial arts world, for twenty years  The former Chinese state's martial arts world was no stranger to turbulent events. Zhang Yi dared to challenge the Bayonet Group and the Holy See alone, which in itself deserves respect.  "Besides you? Who else is here?" Zhang Yi held back his joy and asked. The letter he brought back to Jiang Yuhan was a letter of help from Li Xian to Chen Peng, asking Chen Peng to find some martial arts.  World experts came to the island country to help him. As long as there is help, he will be able to deal with the Bayonet Group and the North Road Organization in the Beidao Mansion. "And us." At this time, two figures also rushed up from under the villa and landed next to Yang Yan one after another.  One looks to be in his thirties, carries a sword on his back, and has a serious appearance, while the other is a young man in his mid-twenties, with a smile on his face and a very cynical look.  Seeing these two people, Zhang Yi said in surprise: "'Xifeng Swordsman, Zuo Muqi, Xiaoyao Wanderer, Tong Qing. " "Haha, it's us. I didn't expect you to know us?"  "The young man looked at Zhang Yidao with a smile on his face. They all saw the fight between Zhang Yi and Yang Yan just now. No wonder Chen Peng is determined to let Zhang Yi enter the Chinese Martial Arts Association. If such a martial arts wizard does not enter,  Martial Arts Association, that is a waste of resources.
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