Chapter 72

Narita Airport, immigration hall.

Ling Xiaolu Xun's boring work as usual, asking about the arrival of immigrants, checking passports and stamping the seal of "permission to enter".

But suddenly there was a riot in the airport hall. There were rapid braking, screams and unified footsteps. She also looked up at the monitoring screen outside, which was also startled.

More than a dozen Mercedes Benz bars outside were blocked. Men in black suits poured into the pick-up hall from different entrances. Their waist bulged. They must be hiding weapons such as short knives or guns. Men in black walked side by side and blocked all exits. No one dared to try to pass. They all retreated by looking at those people's eyes.

underworld!

She immediately reached out and wanted to call the airport guard for help. This is an international airport. How dare they!?

But after she dialed the button, she found that the phone didn't respond. She turned back and found that the phone line had been broken. Standing in front of him was a ferocious man with a short knife, which scared her to scream.

"Yasha."

At this time, people in black separated and made way for a young man in black windbreaker. He was so young, but those gangsters nodded and stood, as if they didn't dare to look directly at the king.

The man with a ferocious face was called his name and looked right. The girl in front of him comforted him and said, "it's troublesome for you. We'll go after we pick up."

With that, he returned to the young man.

At this time, Xun regained his mind and looked up at the young man walking into the airport. He had feminine facial features, but his eyes were so cold and fierce, which filled the whole person with the smell of killing. No wonder he could suppress so many underworld gangs. Although he was still a young man, he must have a high position in the underworld?

"Why haven't you seen anyone yet?"

Yuan Zhisheng looked into the hall, and the people he glanced at avoided one after another, as if stabbed by a knife.

The passengers waiting for the plane thought they had encountered some terrorist attack. With the first person taking the lead, they squatted down one after another, like dominoes.

"It's said that it's the principal's special plane. It's always on time. They should have landed."

Sakura pushes down her glasses and speaks behind yuan Zhisheng.

Xun in front of the counter also calmed down. These gangsters were fierce, but they didn't hurt people and didn't make any special moves after controlling the scene. Did they really come to pick up people as the murderer said just now?

But what exactly is the identity of people to make the Mafia so popular? The head of the Italian mafia?

Yuan Zhisheng raised his hand and looked at the time. He was dissatisfied. He hated people who were not punctual.

Originally, the "reception" of the Commissioner from the headquarters is usually done by the following people. If it is a "big man", it is most likely to be received by the former owner of changdog mountain of the branch. No matter how, it is impossible for his children to "condescend" to pick up the plane.

But the family got the news temporarily. The delegation sent by the college is different from those cats and dogs in the past. It seems to be a real elite, including a new S-class!

The S-level seems to sound very powerful, but at first the source child students didn't care. He thought that in addition to the legendary dragon butcher like the headmaster, the S-level students just represent higher blood lineage, which doesn't mean that he is superior.

How can the people in the headquarters of the college compare with him when it comes to the purity of dragon blood?

But when he read the information cherry handed him, he understood why dad wanted him to pick up the plane.

The young man named Lu Chen, in less than half a year, actually had two records of fighting with three generations of species, and his opponents, one was captured alive and the other was beheaded.

This is not the kind of child who will kneel down and cry bitterly and shout that I want to go back to the college after being intimidated by Japanese predecessors. It is a lion king. Now the lion king comes to their territory and is ready to roar. Naturally, they should also be ready to fight.

This is not a pick-up ceremony, but a confrontation between our family and the headquarters of the college. He is the sword of our family!

The meaning of our family is very simple. Since the college sends the best young people, they also let the best Genji family owners come forward.

So yuan Zhisheng is fully armed today. He puts on the black windbreaker tailored by Ying a few days ago and holds the ancient alchemy knife spider cut, just like a warrior about to go to war.

The secret party got some bad news for his family. He knew it, but it was too fanciful to send only a few children to deter his family. My family sent him to let the secret party know that this is not Japan more than 60 years ago!

Now, this place in Japan, your European secret party has not said that, the eight families of snakes has the final say.

Come on, I'd like to see what the elite level of this department is.

The crisp and pleasant sound of wooden clogs sounded in the quiet hall. Ling Xiaoxiang turned her head and opened her cherry mouth slightly in surprise.

The goal is three young people wearing printed kimonos with the same texture. At their feet are white socks and clogs. The front of the three paper umbrellas is painted with flying red maple, the paper umbrella on the left is painted with white crane and chrysanthemum, and the paper umbrella on the right is painted with four big words "the world is better".

At the waist from left to right are black scabbard long Dao, dark red Tang Dao and broad handle heroic hunting Dao.

Ling Xiaolu Xun has been restrained. Is it difficult to say that everything I see today is false, a dream, or making a movie?

Yuan Zhisheng was also suppressed. What regiment was sent by the headquarters this time? Jianhao delegation?

The three swordsmen walked through the hall as if there were no one else, as if they didn't see the tourists squatting down and holding their heads, talking to themselves.

"Why do they squat down? Is this a special waiting etiquette in Japan?"

The swordsman of Tang Dao began to wonder.

"Maybe, Japan is a country that stresses etiquette."

The swordsman claims to be a Japanese expert... Not knowing Japanese doesn't affect that he is a Japanese expert.

"Shall we do as the Romans do? I don't want to be considered impolite."

Tang Dao swordsman laughed and joked.

But the swordsman interrupted him. "They are more like hostages in a terrorist attack."

In an instant, the three swordsmen showed a sudden expression, almost without a long "Oh ~"

"In other words, the headmaster has good taste. This loose dress is very comfortable."

The swordsman of Tang Dao was very satisfied, which was closer to the Han suit and "practice suit" he once wore, which was more suitable for him than the tight and handsome suit.

"I just wonder when the headmaster found out our surroundings."

The sword hunter put his hand into his side chest. There was a small built-in pocket. He found an iron box, pulled out a gaoxiba cigar and handed it to the Tang sword swordsman. The Tang sword swordsman naturally took it.

But the swordsman touched it twice before he found that he seemed to have dropped the fire on the plane.

The swordsman of Tang Dao saw the embarrassment of the other party. His fire was in the pocket of his old clothes, but it didn't overwhelm them.

He took two steps forward, approached the young man who should have come to pick up the plane, and said in Japanese, "brother, borrow a fire."

Yuan Zhisheng:???