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Chapter 1976

Late at night, Qianji Mansion.

Qian Jizuo was drinking warm sake in the lobby of the mansion. The subordinates at the door suddenly ran in and bowed deeply, "Sir Qian Ji, Mr. Matsushima is here!"

After hearing the news, Qian Jizuo quickly finished drinking the sake in the cup. The corners of his mouth curled up, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and said lightly: "Let him come in!"

After a while, Songdo quickly walked into the lobby, with a little panic on his face and said, "Sir Qianji, as you expected, the inner side of Han should have brought Xiao Yang here!"

"oh?"

Qian Ji asked a question in a pretentious manner, and then slowly filled his wine with sake in his glass, and drank the wine in one sip. The smile on his face was intriguing, "Mr. Matsushima, are you here so late to tell me about this?"

When Matsudao Indo heard this, his brow frowned immediately, and his face showed a look of confusion. It was difficult to understand the meaning of Qianji's words, and he did not dare to interpret them without authorization.

"Master Qianji, have you and I agreed to avenge Mishima's husband?"

Qian Jizuo suddenly patted his forehead and said with a laugh: "Look at my memory, why did I forget such a critical thing!"

The doubts on Matsuda Inoue's face were even more serious. He knew that Qian Jizuo was so cunning that he would never forget such important things easily. If he deliberately said this to him, there must be something else to say.

Sure enough, after Qian Jizuo said something, he slowly stood up, put his hands behind him, walked to the underworld of Matsushima, and said, "Since Mr. Matsushima still remembers the promise we made before, why not fulfill it first?"

"this……"

Matsushima opened his mouth and his face was filled with embarrassment. He said hesitantly: "Master Qianji, this is probably inappropriate! If you lie down the head of the person who killed Mishima's husband, the entire Yamaguchi will never criticize you, but now..."

Qian Jizuo suddenly raised his head and laughed. The laughter echoed in the air, causing people's scalp to explode, and even more, a stream of air conditioning rose from behind the underground in Songdao. "Mr. Songdao, now people have come to my door. It only takes me a minute to take off his head. But I will never take action without seeing any benefits!"

"you……"

Songdo's hands suddenly clenched, and a little anger ignited in his eyes. He would never have thought that Qian Jizuo, a guy, would have gone back on his word. Now Xiao Yang has arrived in the territory of the Tanwan Kingdom, and Qian Jizuo has temporarily changed his previous words.

"Master Qianji, we have something to say first! And our samurai in the country is the most loyal and trustworthy!"

"Haha, Mr. Matsushima, what you said is all old calendars! If you say these words to others, maybe those stupid guys will believe you, but don't put me and them easily!"

The fists in the underwater in Matsushima were clenched tighter, and a crunch sound was made at the knuckles, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be about to splash out.
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