Miyamoto Sword, the master of the Oriental Two-Sword Rise, and a famous kendo master, opened many martial arts schools in the Oriental, and his disciples were spread throughout the Oriental.

In the East, this Miyamoto Sword is still very influential.

According to Tang Long's estimate, the strength of this Miyamoto Sword should be similar to that of the Wusanren.

Of course, if compared with Xia Qingsong, Miyamoto's Sword would be much worse.

Miyamoto Samiya was wearing a samurai suit, holding an oriental samurai sword in his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Are you Tang Long?"

"It's me."

Tang Long said indifferently.

Miyamoto Sanjian took out an invitation from his arms and said with a hypocritical smile: "Three days later, my Erdaoliu Martial Arts Hall will be officially opened. Please ask Mr. Tang to come and kick the hall."

Kicking the room?!

So arrogant!

Even Tang Long didn't expect that Miyamoto's Sword was so arrogant, and he asked Tang Long to come and kick the house as soon as he opened his mouth.

Obviously, Miyamoto Sword wanted to establish his power with Tang Long.

If Tang Long was not wrong, Miyamoto Kan Sword would have sent the same invitation letter to other martial arts masters.

provocative!

This is definitely a provocation of the Oriental Erdaoliu on Chinese martial arts!

When Tang Long opened the invitation to read, his face changed. The damn Japanese were so arrogant that he dared to say that our Chinese martial arts are fancy moves.

The content of the invitation is very simple. It is said that Chinese martial arts are just for performances, and it is no different from flirting and embroidering skills.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the mission, kicking the hall on the opening day of the Erdaoliu Martial Arts Hall, sweeping all Erdaoliu disciples, and promoting my China prestige. Do you accept it?"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully accepting the task and checking the task details."

"Task Level: A."

"Task Reward: New Ability of Perspective Eye."

"Task punishment: begging for one month."

Soon, the system's "ding ding" sound came from my mind.

"Boy, don't come if you don't have it. Be careful of being abused as a dog!" Ryuji Ishida, who was standing in front of Miyamoto's Sword, shouted arrogantly.

Click!

A crack sound came out, and Ishida Ryuji's finger was broken directly by Tang Long.

Because Tang Long took action too quickly, Miyamoto's Sword didn't have time to stop it.

"Ah, Master Liu, save me!" Ryuji Ishida knelt on the ground and shouted in pain.

Miyamoto Kanri shouted: "Tang Longjun, what do you mean?"

Tang Long said indifferently: "It's not interesting, it's just unhappy when I see him."

"Tang Long, you're too much!" Ishidakawa said gritting his teeth.

Tang Long said coldly: "I said, don't point your fingers at me, otherwise I will beat you up once when I see you!"

"you……!"

Frightened by Tang Long, Ishidachuan had to put away his hand.

Miyamoto Kan took a deep breath and said in a voice: "Tang Longjun, I hope you can come as promised."

"Don't worry, as long as I, Tang Long, are here, your martial arts hall will not be opened." Tang Long said confidently.

Miyamoto Kan didn't say anything, but just snorted, then took people out of the airport lobby.

Similarly, Tang Long also got into the car with Xiahou Baixue's bag.

“Fit your seat belt.”

Tang Long said coldly with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth.

Xiahou Baixue tied her seat belt and said, "Uncle, are you so handsome just now?"

"Haha, I finally admit that I am the handsome guy, right?"

When Tang Long heard Xiahou Baixue praise him, he couldn't help but feel a little arrogant.

Xiahou Baixue said lightly: "Tsk, uncle, I said that your movements are so handsome, but I didn't say that you are so handsome?"

"Oh, there is no aesthetic at all. No wonder I dress so rustic." Tang Long gave Xiahou Baixue a blank look and sighed.

Xiahou Baixue looked at the clothes on her body, pouted and said, "Then why do you think it's not rustic to wear it?"

"It's simple, just change jeans to shorts, it's absolutely eye-catching!" Tang Long glanced at Xiahou Baixue's long legs and couldn't help but bare his teeth.

Xiahou Baixueyu's face turned red, and she held her arms and said, "Uncle stinky, your thoughts are so dirty."

When they arrived at the entrance of Donghai No. 18 Middle School, Tang Long parked his car on the side of the road.

"Okay, get off!"

Tang Long picked up the bag from the back seat and threw it into Xiahou Baixue's arms.

Xiahou Baixue said in a slight manner: "What, can you borrow some money?"

"Borrow money?"

Tang Long said speechlessly: "I'm so dizzy. If you want to borrow money, I'll borrow money from you? You are the little princess of the Xiahou family, how could you have no money?"

After hearing what Tang Long said, Xiahou Baixue said, "If you don't borrow, you won't borrow. At worst, I'll go and grab it."

Tang Long said with a bitter face: "Tell me, how much does it cost?"

"Some one hundred and eight hundred thousand first?"

Xiahou Baixue said while chewing gum.

puff.

Tang Long spurted out an old blood and asked nervously: "How much did you say? One hundred and eight hundred million?"

“Is there any problem?”

Xiahou Baixue pouted.

Tang Long took out a hundred yuan from his wallet and said angrily: "No one in one hundred and eight hundred yuan, but one in one in one hundred and eighty yuan."

"Hmph, uncle, you are too stingy!" Xiahou Baixue grimaced at Tang Long, and then got out of the car in a hurry.

It’s really worthy of being a wealthy family. It’s one hundred and eight hundred million at the beginning of the mouth. How can I feel when I wait for my love?

No matter what, Xiahou Baixue is the biological granddaughter of Baidi, so she has to arrange it properly, right? For example, accommodation, tuition, etc.

I don’t know if there is a beautiful teacher at Donghai No. 18 Middle School. Fortunately, the old man has a fate talisman in his hand.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully activating the fate symbol. After activation, it can create a wonderful encounter."

After activating the fate talisman, Tang Long got off the car happily.

Tang Long secretly prayed in his heart, hoping to meet a beautiful teacher.

After entering East China Sea No. 18 Middle School, Tang Long walked along the familiar road towards the teaching building.

While passing by a small forest, Tang Long suddenly saw Xiahou Baixue's figure.

At this time, Xiahou Baixue was surrounded by several people with Shamatt's appearance.

The leader was a red-haired gangster wearing a white shirt and a blood wolf tattoo on his chest, looking very arrogant.

"Little sister, is it new? Can you let your brother touch it?" the red-haired said, licking his lips.

Xiahou Baixue covered her chest and said tremblingly: "What do you...you want to do?"

"Little sister, don't be afraid. Brother is not a bad person. I just want to give you a chest massage to promote your development. This is a good thing for a good person." The red hair said in a bewitching tone.

Xiahou Baixue said timidly: "Really?"

"Of course, my skills are inherited from my ancestors!" The red hair licked his dry lips and touched the tip of his chin, and his saliva was flowing.

Tang Long, hiding in the dark, couldn't help laughing. This little red-haired man really deserves a beating. If he had let him know Xiahou Baixue's methods, he might have been so scared that he would have urinated.

Although Xiahou Baixue's Seven Evil Fist has not been mastered, there is no problem dealing with these gangsters.

"Okay, I'll believe you once!" Xiahou Baixue said with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe, let you taste my unique skill of fame and grab the dragon claw hand!" The red hair grinned and then stretched out his claws to grab Xiahou Baixue.
Chapter completed!