Chapter 519: Brainy

"I am following the master to the emperor to do things. I have time to look at it. I will remind you by the way. Since you decided to get rid of China’s identity and completely trust in China, you should change all your living habits. If you eat, dress, talk, and do things, you have to become the habit of ordinary Chinese people. If you still have other thoughts, don't blame me for not reminding you when you arrive."
Oda Snow said that the expressionless old man was slightly embarrassed. "Also the Oda family made me very disappointed. I once couldn’t sleep, but I still don’t want to watch it fall and destroy, otherwise I wouldn’t I will volunteer to come to China to steal the water. Therefore, the patriarch, Xuezi still asks you to consider the future of the people. There is an old saying in China that the Oda family does not have any glory and status worthy of praise. It’s just decadence and chaos. If you don’t change, there’s only one in the end, because... China will never allow an outsider who is not in control to live in it.

The three men listened quietly, and there was no mood swing on the face as usual.
"I have finished talking about it. From now on, there is nothing particularly important to contact me!"
Oda Snow slowly stood up, and the three men quickly stood up and looked at her with respect and respect.
This scene is very strange, a small little sling wearing a cool sling, a short skirt, and a crystal hairpin, like a queen, high above.
"Snow, can I get the next batch of medicinal herbs?"
The old man of about sixty years old asked.
Oda Snow frowned, Yang Ling’s thoughts she couldn’t guess. She didn’t know how many such drugs were in Yang Ling, but Yang Ling did not speak. She would never open her mouth to ask for it. The last experience also made her After a while, she deeply understood the truth.
It is very difficult to gain trust, but it is much easier to destroy trust. Any casual word, a small thing, will make her fall into a state of ruin.
The three men in front of the scene have invaded her mother, one is the patriarch, one is the grandfather, and the other is the father. The mother left a three-year-old brother when she was five years old and then committed suicide by jumping into the sea. In order to protect her, the uncle of Kyoto University’s teacher has always taken her with her, and sent her to study ninjutsu so that she can have self-protection. If not, according to the family’s pervert, she is in junior high school. Sometimes, like a mother, it will become a plaything for a family man.
I am as beautiful as when my mother was young, and this will certainly cause covets of many people.
These three old guys may have this idea in their hearts at this time.
But now, she no longer had the nightmare of the original.
Her beauty will only be given to a man, and the world, only the man can touch her.
Her hand gently stroked the knife on the waist.
She will never give up the future for this family that once made her extremely disgusting.
"Don't mention it later, if anything, I will naturally send it back! Please take care of my brother and uncle!" Oda Snow said, turned around, gently slammed the door, and pushed the door open without wind. The delicate body disappeared from the room with a glimpse of it.
"Gossip ~!" Oda screamed in a low voice.
"Boom~~"
A loud noise, a few meters high red light blade blasted through the wooden doors and windows, smashed and smashed on the wall, and a large antique room was instantly hit by lightning and became messy. On the ground, the thick concrete floor was swept by the light edge, revealing a straight incision, and slowly collapsed under the eyes of three people.
When they escaped from the room with fear, they watched Oda's snow in his hand and stood in the hall with a dark knife.
"All the traces about Japan here must be erased. You don't have any luck. No one in China can understand it. Even if they don't know it, the Oda family will only have a future. Otherwise, it will only be destroyed!"
"Here... I will help you destroy it!" Oda Snow gently waved the knife in his hand.
A transparent red light blade emerged on the dark knife.
......
Six p.m.
The emperor Xishan is hidden in the doorway of a huge antique traditional Chinese courtyard in the middle of the mountain. An off-road vehicle slowly stops.
Gong Quansheng opened the door and jumped down and said: "Yang brothers, it is here!"
Yang Ling’s mouth also jumped down.
It’s just a meal, why are you running so far? Are you saving money?

Gong Quansheng touched the sweat on his forehead, and some of them were crying and laughing. Fortunately, you don’t know where this is. All of China can come here to eat no more than ten people, and you can count your fingers!
In fact, Yang Ling has already seen the transparent white for hundreds of kilometers in his mind.
There is only one courtyard within ten kilometers of this place. There are seven or eight independent Chinese villas scattered around it. There are not only barbed wire around, but also numerous soldiers with guns and bullets hidden in the dense woods, even There are anti-aircraft missiles and radars, which will make the protection of this courtyard unobstructed.
This dinner is a bit of a headache!
Yang Ling has some headaches. To be honest, he does not like to deal with government officials and leaders. He has worked in the mines and mines for a few years. For those officials, he still knows about the ecology of the officialdom.
Communicating with them is to teach you not to talk well.
Every word, every word, every action is full of Mo Ling's mysterious machine, no longer representing the superficial meaning of Chinese characters, and the hidden essence contained in it is vividly expressed.
Said Yunshan fog cover, listening to the brains, every day will die countless brain cells.
Yang Ling felt that ~EbookFREE.me~ stayed for a few more years, and he would definitely finish it before the age of thirty...
Today, the soon to be faced will be the highest level of officials in China.
I don't know what level of official language he is talking about? Can you understand it?
This made him fearful and began to deeply doubt his IQ.
"Yang brothers, let's go!" Looking at the gate of the yard slowly opened, Gong Quansheng reminded him.
This is a typical Chinese garden. It has both the high-end atmosphere of the imperial building and the fresh beauty of the traditional Jiangnan.
Although it is March, the whole garden is still green and lush.
Pavilions and towers, rockery ponds, green pines and bamboos, and plums and fragrances.
One brick and one watt, one flower and one leaf all reveal distinctive taste and exquisiteness. Each layout is a unique craft. (To be continued.)