Upon hearing this, not only did Murong Shaobo's expression change, but Zheng Baichuan's face also darkened.
They established the Thousand Alliance Chamber of Commerce to protect the interests of Jiangbei Province and to maintain their leading positions in various cities!
As it turned out, Han Jincheng brought in two people from Sakurajima.
They even want a 51% stake!
This is simply a dream!
"Mr. Han?"
Murong Shaobo's face had darkened, and his tone was filled with anger: "What are you playing at? When did it become the business of the Japanese devils from Sakurajima to get involved in the affairs of our Jiangbei Province!"
Zheng Baichuan glanced disdainfully at the two warriors, then chimed in, "The Thousand Alliance Chamber of Commerce is a chamber of commerce composed of people from our Jiangbei Province. We can discuss who holds more shares and who holds fewer shares behind closed doors. There's no need for outsiders to interfere!"
This was said to the samurai of Sakurajima, and also to Han Jincheng.
That's not how you say it!
A shrewd smile spread across Han Jincheng's fat face. "Business is business. Mr. Miyamoto has invested a lot of money in our Nanhai City. He is a very good business partner of mine and is of one mind with our Jiangbei Province!"
I don't think so, do I?
Zheng Baichuan sneered and retorted.
"Baka!"
One of the samurai immediately drew his katana, pointed the tip at Zheng Baichuan, and said angrily, "Old man, don't be so stubborn! We are protecting your Jiangbei Province. If you don't know what's good for you, I can kill you right now!"
"presumptuous!!"
Seeing that the warrior dared to threaten his master, Bai Leiting let out a furious shout.
In just a moment, his muscles tensed up and the floor beneath his feet cracked into pieces.
Before Murong Shaobo and Han Jincheng could even see what was happening, Bai Leiting had already rushed towards the warrior, moving so fast that they could only see a fleeting shadow!
"Baka!"
The samurai let out another loud shout and swung his katana fiercely.
A flash of light appeared.
Blood splattered, splashing directly onto the snow-white roof.
The bright red blood was extremely glaring.
"it's over?"
Before anyone could see what was happening, the samurai, with an arrogant expression, flicked his katana, wiping away all the blood from the blade.
The blade remained completely unstained by blood.
Looking at Bai Leiting again, there was a half-meter-long knife wound on his chest, from which blood was flowing continuously.
"Ahh!"
Bai Leiting clutched his wound with one hand, groaning in pain, "Such a fast blade! I... I'm at the peak of the Transcendent Realm, and I couldn't even withstand a single strike from you!!"
"snort!"
The samurai smiled contemptuously and continued, "I'm ranked tenth on the martial arts rankings in Sakurajima. How could that Chinese pig possibly withstand a single strike from me? Oh... I forgot to tell you, my brother is ranked 1800th on the martial arts rankings. He's my brother, Miyamoto Ichikawa. I am Miyamoto Jiro!!"
The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the room instantly fell silent.
Miyamoto Jiro's defeat of Bai Leiting with a single strike was already quite impressive. Unexpectedly, his brother, Miyamoto Ichikawa, is even stronger!
At this moment, Zheng Baichuan and Bai Leiting's expressions were extremely grim.
"Hmph hmph hmph."
Han Jincheng chuckled smugly a few times and continued, "Elder Zheng, Patriarch Murong, I think you should reconsider the shareholding distribution of the Thousand Alliance Chamber of Commerce!"
After saying that, he said in a deep and respectful tone, "Mr. Miyamoto, please have a seat!"
"!!!"
Zheng Baichuan and Murong Shaobo both looked furious.
However, Bai Leiting was seriously injured by a single blow, and Zheng Baichuan had no right to say anything more!
Murong Shaobo could only turn his gaze to Chen Xiu and said sincerely, "Mr. Chen, we can only rely on you now! The commercial empire of Donghai City and Jiangbei Province cannot fall into the hands of the Sakurajima people!"
"good."
Chen Xiu had finished his tea. He placed the teacup on the tea table and said, "Young lady, another cup of tea."
"good……"
The girl in the cheongsam was trembling with fear, clearly terrified by Miyamoto Jiro's earlier stab.
Her jade-like hands trembled as she poured Chen Xiu a cup of tea, spilling some as she placed it in front of him.
"sorry."
She said timidly.
"It's alright."
Chen Xiu stared at the teacup in front of him without even lifting his eyelids, and said, "The three of you must disappear before I finish this cup of tea, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
After saying that, he picked up his teacup and continued to sip his tea.
"oh?"
Both Miyamoto Ichikawa and Miyamoto Jiro looked towards Chen Xiu.
However, Miyamoto Ichikawa, who had a high opinion of himself, did not speak.
It was Miyamoto Jiro who spoke in a condescending tone: "Where did this brat come from, daring to spout such nonsense? Are you crazy or stupid?"
"He is Mr. Chen, who killed the King of the East Sea and the God of War of the North Sea."
Han Jincheng said something from the side.
At the same time, he stared nervously at Chen Xiu, wondering if he was really as powerful as the legends said.
Can a young man really kill the God of War of the Northern Underworld with a single sword strike?
"oh?"
Miyamoto Kazukawa's pupils contracted, and his gaze once again swept over Chen Xiu.
The young man in front of me was only in his early twenties. He had a handsome face and a build that was neither particularly tall nor thin.
Then look at his right hand holding the teacup; it's clean, without any calluses, and even his nails are neatly trimmed.
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