Chapter 1997: Pretending

to get your eyes checked."Chen Ping put the money away and then handed the bag to Tang Hongying."You've done enough, that's all that matters!" Tang Hongying said, and then she burst into tears: "Now...When Watanabe Kazuo saw that his daughter was unharmed, he let out a sigh of relief. However, looking at the several corpses in the distance, Watanabe Kazuo's face turned grim!

"Yumiko, what happened here Did you kill those people"

Watanabe Kazuo asked.

Subsequently, Yumiko recounted what had transpired to Watanabe Kazuo. Watanabe Kazuo was furious, his eyes blazing with murderous intent!

"Yumiko, you said your friend from Daxia saved you. What about those who were killed Where are they"

Masamune Watanabe asked.

Yumiko said.

Watanabe Kazuo didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he addressed his subordinates and said: "Take the bodies back and find out who they are..."

Soon, the body was carried away, and Yumiko was escorted home safely!

While Chen Ping and Hu Mazizi hid in the distance, watching everything before them!

"Chen Ping, you still call me a lecher I think you're not much different. You can't control yourself when you see Japanese women, right"

Sesame seeds looked at Chen Ping with a playful smile.

"Where do you think you're going I got close to Yumi Watanabe to infiltrate the Watanabe family from within and dismantle them."

Chen Ping explained.

Why didn't you agree to go home with that little girl just now Why did you run off instead

Humazi asked, puzzled.

"This is called feigning disinterest. If we agree so readily, I imagine Watanabe Bunzo would become wary of us."

“We'll just wait patiently. I believe Watanabe Takeshi will definitely find a way to contact us.”

Chen Ping smiled calmly, seeming to have everything under control!

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Watanabe Bunzo Villa!

Looking at the several corpses before him, Watanabe Bunzo's face was extremely grim!

"How's it going Did you figure out the identity"

Watanabe Bunkichi asked the people below him.

"Master, these people have no identities, it's impossible to investigate them..."

The servant shook his head!

“The only one who would dare to harm my daughter in Xi'an must be Watanabe no Ashi. He has gone mad for the sake of this position!”

Watanabe Kazuo knew deep down, except for Watanabe Bunkichi, no one dared to lay a hand on his daughter!

"Master, but these people all suffered severe chest injuries and died at the same time. The person who made the move must have been incredibly powerful."

The subordinate analyzed!

"Well, I heard from Yumiko that her big summer friend just waved his hand, and all those assassins died. It seems like this person is definitely a master martial artist, or even stronger!"

"Go investigate secretly about that friend of Mizue's and find out what he's really all about!"

Mamoru Watanabe ordered.

The servant nodded and then turned away.

Just as the servant had just left, a string of curses could be heard from outside, followed by hurried footsteps!

"Damn it, who the hell dared to touch my niece To attack someone from our Watanabe family in Xi'an is simply asking for death!"

"If I find out, I'll skin him alive..."

A middle-aged man in a samurai outfit and geta sandals stomped in, muttering angrily!

This man is the brother of Watanabe Kazuo, Watanabe Masakazu!

At this time, a young man was still following Watanabe Makisato. He looked gentle and polite, but his eyes always had a hint of coldness!

This young man is the eldest son of Watanabe Tsunaki, Watanabe Taro.

When Watanabe Masanori showed up, putting on a fake and pretentious act, Watanabe Fumio felt a wave of disgust wash over him!

"Brother, have you found the murderer of Mei-zi yet"

As soon as Watanabe Kazuo stepped through the door, he asked Watanabe Kenzou.

"Lying on the ground is..."

Watanabe Fumio pointed at the several corpses lying on the ground!h fear.It seems the Buddha light just now put quite a bit of pressure on him.But after Xiaoru escaped, the soul appeared again.Long Xiao's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He hadn't expected an ordinary...