Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

Kitagawa Noryu came back by plane three days later. His original plan was to open up a smuggling market in Ingle. After learning about what happened in Edo City, he rushed back without any hesitation.

And in this short three days, Kitagawa Ichiro forcibly led hundreds of brothers to fight against the Black Dragon Group.

However, the black dragon group is not vegetarian either. Wang Luo's subdued subordinates can fight too much, and it is not necessary for Wang Luo to fight back Kitagawa Ichiro's subordinates.

It was precisely because Kitagawa Ichiro was unable to mobilize the real Beichuan group masters to join the battle, the consequence of this fight was that the Beichuan group's prestige plummeted.

The other Jidao teams don't think about the reasons why the Beichuan team lost, they only look at the results.

When Kitagawa Yelong got off the plane, he first gave Kitagawa Ichiro a loud slap in the face, and then deprived him of all his rights in the Beichuan group, and was imprisoned in the villa, and then asked to talk to Shangquan Feicun through an intermediary.

The sun was hanging in the sky. After a sleet, it didn't make people feel warm at all, but rather cold.

A convoy of black luxury cars was connected together, and there were motorcycle riders wearing helmets patrolling the front and back, and the momentum was very compelling.

Wang Luo sat in the extended car in the middle of the convoy, gently shaking the red wine in the glass with his right hand, tapping rhythmically with his left hand, and suddenly asked, "What kind of person is Beichuan Yelong?"

Tokugawa Hideyoshi, who was sitting across from him, hesitated for a moment, and said respectfully: "This man is terrible. He relied on tyrannical force in the past, but now he pays more and more attention to the art of war. Many enemies are unknowingly defeated. All kinds of conspiracies were wiped out, and it was not even clear what happened before dying."

"Hehe...something interesting." Wang Luo squinted his eyes. He got some information about Beichuan Yelong from Tokugawa Hideyoshi, which was very different from the information from the Military Intelligence Investigation Office.

The rise of the Black Dragon Group is too fast. It only takes seven days. Many people can see that the entire Black Dragon Group relies entirely on the terrifying force of "Shangquan Fei Village" to maintain it. Once this force is gone, the Black Dragon Group will die. will disintegrate in an instant.

Therefore, regardless of whether Wang Luo cared about it or not, Tokugawa Hideyoshi put Wang Luo's safety in the first place to ensure that he would not be assassinated or attacked.

The meeting place of the two organizations was in a tea room, and the whole street was full of brothers and sisters. Both sides dispatched elites, dressed in black, and the air was filled with tension.

Hula la!The younger brother of the black dragon group separated a passage, and everyone bowed ninety degrees and shouted: "Team leader!"

Wang Luo got out of the car, followed by Akita Izawa and Tokugawa Hideyoshi, who were extremely excited at this moment.

The former did not expect to have the opportunity to confront the Beichuan group, while the latter felt elated. After all, he was not less angry when he was sent to the Narita group.

Predicting that the Beichuan group's troubles did not appear, Wang Luo entered the tea room smoothly. This tea room is completely in the architectural style of Dongwa. An Dongwa woman with white powder smeared on her face is making tea in a kimono.

The first thing Wang Luo thought of when he saw Beichuan Yelong was a creature called poisonous dragon, which was cunning, deceitful and powerful.

"Mr. Shangquan Feicun, I have known you for a long time, and the black dragon group is indeed the most beautiful recently." Beichuan Yelong said with a smile on his face, taking a sip of tea.

Wang Luo sat cross-legged on the ground, tapped the table lightly, and said, "Team Leader Beichuan didn't just come to me for tea, did he? There are only two of us here, so we can just talk about it if we have anything to say."

"Very good, I appreciate your straightforwardness! I wonder what Mr. Umizumi Himura thinks about the situation in Dongwa?" Kitagawa Yelong changed the subject and asked.

"Eastern Japanese? Eastern Japanese are already extinct, so what's the use of discussing these things?" Wang Luo said dismissively.

Beichuan Yelong's eyes were fixed, and he said slowly: "The Eastern Japanese is not dead, he is in the hearts of our warriors, in our swordsmanship! Mr. Feicun, do you really want our people to be completely defeated by the Rebecca Federation?" assimilation?"

At the same time as he said these words, a terrible aura surged in his body, so much so that the steam from the tea on the table rushed towards Wang Luo as if under an invisible force.

Wang Luohun didn't care, shook his head, and said: "The extreme way is about profit, otherwise it is water without roots. If the Beichuan group is merged into the black dragon group, I might not think about it."

"Huh? Then why didn't the Black Dragon Group merge into the Beichuan Group?" Beichuan Yelong narrowed his eyes and said.

Wang Luo laughed, and said, "I am invincible in Shangquanfei Village, how can I be inferior to others! Since we have differences, why not take a gamble?"

"Oh, what kind of bet?"

"Team Leader Beichuan can block my secret martial arts, and I will lose the Black Dragon Team to you, and vice versa!" Wang Luo said with a smile.

There is only one word difference between Secret Martial Arts and Secret Martial Skills, but the concepts are completely different. The former is a powerful killer move that relies on the quality of the body itself, while the latter mobilizes mental power to simulate martial arts will to display almost extraordinary abilities.

"Huh? One-style secret martial arts! Shangquan Feicun, you are a little arrogant."

Beichuan Yelong's demeanor changed suddenly, with a madness in his solemnity, like a monster in human skin.

"Then you agreed?" Wang Luo asked again, this question was like a desperate fight, there is death but no life, there is no enemy but no self.

Beichuan Yelong took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said: "The Beichuan group is related to the fate of the Eastern Japanese, and I cannot do it arbitrarily. I will bet ten streets in the East District against ten streets in the West District!"

The power of the Beichuan Group is far greater than that of the Black Dragon Group. Even if it takes out ten streets, it will not hurt the bones. However, if the Black Dragon Group loses ten streets, it will completely cause internal conflicts.

"Okay!" Wang Luolang said loudly, then stood up.

Beichuan Yelong also stood up, and the bet this time was not small. Although he didn't believe that he couldn't even stop a swordsman's secret martial arts, he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

He stood with his left foot and right foot crossed one after the other, raised his hands, and stepped forward slightly with empty steps, firmly protecting his midline like a tiger pounced.

Stretching the muscles and stretching the back, the strength is gradually accumulated, and the tense muscles are like a bowstring stretched into a full moon, ready to launch a thunderous attack at any time.

"The Ancient Martial Art of the East Japan—Tang Shou? I thought it had been lost, but I didn't expect it to be passed on to the leader of Beichuan Yelong."

Wang Luo said with great interest that he gave the other party enough time to accumulate strength, and it seemed that he didn't take the other party into his heart at all.

This situation made Beichuan Yelong uneasy.