Chapter 229 Before the War

On January 20, 22 years, at the Ginza Hotel in Tokyo, at 2:00 p.m., there was a heavy snowfall in the sky. Chen Jin, who was just about to go out, saw that it seemed to turn into a white world outside in an instant. He turned his head and smiled at Zhang Weixiong and sighed, "The snowy winter is more beautiful. In Hong Kong, I can't see this in my life. What a scene."

Zhang Weixiong also smiled, looking at everything in front of him was even more strange and excited. "I'm not afraid of your jokes. This is the first time I've seen snow in my life. No matter how beautiful those on TV are, they can't compare with such moments."

Chen Jin joked, "It's a pity that at such a beautiful moment, I really don't want to do that kind of scenery. How can I sit in the ancient atrium with three or two beauties, sit around the stove, taste fragrant tea and snacks, and play with the piano, that's a beautiful thing."

Zhang Weixiong curled his lips and glanced at Chen Jin with a funny look. "I just found that you are really a big pervert. There are always beauties in your mouth, and there are still three or two. I really don't know how to say hello!"

Chen Jin shrugged his shoulders and turned to open the door. "I just found that your boy is actually very boring. Unexpectedly, he hasn't gone to find a beautiful woman until now. At the beginning, he really went wrong. Who knew that he was not as good as your brother."

Go out laughing. Today is a big day, and Taro Kameda has to come over. In fact, he feels that this matter is completely unnecessary. After winning last time, he can find an excuse to refuse this challenge. In a word, no matter whether you win or lose, it is not very good for Chen Jin. Of course, if you win steadily, you can still consider it. However, Kameda Taro's confidence in Chen Jin is not very sufficient, and the reason is that the other party is Beichen Daochang.

Beichen Daochang is one of the three avenue fields in Japan. There are many masters in the Taoist field, and the Taoist field next to Shinjuku Jianhu is the headquarters of Beichen Daochang. What the other party means is to kill Chen Jin's prestige.

When getting into the car, Taro Kameda finally said, "KING Sang, I don't think you need to pay attention to the provocations of those people. They have ulnerable intentions. You are an actor and a singer. You are not in their industry. Whether you win or lose, it's not good for you!"

It's not that he didn't work hard. For this reason, he also called Chen Guobao. Chen Guobao was also scared when he heard it at that time. He immediately called Chen Zichen, but Chen Zichen just asked the global side to ensure that the other party would not mess around.

It's absolutely impossible to make a mess. There are too many people present today, there are many celebrities, and there are also live broadcasts of TV stations. Beichen Daochang is crazy to do that.

If it were someone else, he would not do this, but today he is the evil Chen Jin. He is so good at kung fu. If he didn't use it to fight the Japanese martial arts world, it would be really in vain. What's more, isn't he going to open a martial arts school? Then he will first take the Japanese martial arts festival flag.

Shake his head, deliberately with a face of stubbornness and indignation, "Mr. Kameda, the other party has bullied me. If I hadn't been strong before, can you imagine what the consequences would be now? Moreover, they are still reluctant to give up. Tell me, if I don't fight, will they always be entangled? Then, tell me how I will develop here in the future. If people hold flags and photos and call me a coward every day, do you think I still have the face to see people?

Taro Kameda was speechless for a moment. Chen Jin is a very talented young man. The previous record can be said to be luck, but this second single disc is not bad at all, even more amazing, and the sales easily ran more than 300,000 in less than four days. This is not Luckily. Lucku.

Such a good result, not to mention that Chen Jin himself can't stand the damage to his reputation outside, Kameda Taro hopes to see this kind of scene. Although there seems to be a convincing reason not to fight, he can muddle through for the time being, but if Beichen Dojo has been so aggressive, as Chen Jin said, how can he do? If you put up with it like this, it is even more impossible to admit defeat.

In this regard, Taro Kameda was also angry at the bullying of Beichen Dojo. With the same hatred of the enemy, he patted Chen Jin's arm, "Come on, KING Sang, I wish you a complete victory today."

At about three o'clock, in the heavy snow, Chen Jin and his party arrived at the side of Jianhu in Shinjuku. Looking at the silver-covered world in front of them and the quiet and beautiful scenery of Jianhu, Chen Jin really had the idea of killing all the guys who occupied such a good place, and then occupying this place by himself.

In the distance, the green mountains were covered by the snow, and only the occasional green flashed, but the ten mu square lake was still rippling. At the foot of the mountain next to the lake, there was a dojo covered with white snow. The continuous houses unfolded, and the place seemed to be bigger than the lake.

As soon as he got out of the car, Chen Jin was surrounded by the reporter who had been waiting here for a long time. Obviously, this matter was a lot of trouble, and Chen Jin also saw Mr. Zhang who went to the police station to pick him up last time again. It seemed that Chen Zichen, who talked to him on the phone last night, was still a little uneasy, for fear that the other party would mess up.

However, the first reporter asked a question that had nothing to do with this fight. "KING Sang, Miss Fujiwara Norika, who has just been elected as Miss Japan, said that you are her idol and the most perfect man in her mind. Do you have any response to this confession?"

Fujiwara Norika was not unexpectedly crowned Miss Japan last night. She also said that Chen Jin was her idol, but Chen Jin had never heard of the most perfect man. Whether it was true or not, Chen Jin smiled and said, "Thank you for Miss Ji Xiang's praise, but I have to say that when a woman praises you too much, you are doomed. For example, you are really a good person, which means something. This is just perfunctory, and she is also expressing rejection. If she really likes you, she will call you a bad guy, or you are really bad.

This made everyone laugh one after another, but another reluctantly asked, "KING Sang, has Miss Jingxiang ever said this to you? When she was interviewed yesterday, she said that you were the kind of man she could accept?"

This has been changed again. When Chen Jin watched the news this morning, Kudo Shizuka clearly said that Chen Jin is very nice and talented. He can be a friend and confidant.

"It's lucky that Miss Jingxiang is not here!" Chen Jin pointed to him and smiled, "If she knew that you had changed her words, she would be very angry." I thought again, "Miss Jingxiang and I should be friends, but we are not boyfriends and girlfriends, but confidants with common hobbies, such as painting, singing, composing lyrics, making, etc."

"Can you comment on the two ladies, Fujiwara Norika and Kudo Shizuka, and who do you prefer?" This is another scheical guy.

Chen Jin is not in a hurry. "Both of them are beautiful and smart. As for what you say more, can I be greedy? In fact, I like both very much."

Finally, someone asked the point, "KING Sang, do you have confidence in today's test? The people in Beichen Taoist field say that you are very arrogant and plan to teach you a lesson. What do you think about this?"

Chen Jin glanced at this guy who was a little provocative to him and wanted him to break the news. His face was light and he said faintly, "The result of the comparison is not said with his mouth. As for arrogance, I think that people who watch TV and know the whole thing are very clear that those who provoke for no reason are still haunted. The people who hit should be called arrogance, or this word is not suitable for them. They should be called scoundrels, ruffian, and promiscuous.

With that, he glanced at several blue-faced guys outside. "I'm sorry, I was just a little excited, but every time I come to Japan, I encounter this kind of thing. My mood is really terrible, and even my impression of Japan has become worse."

"KING Sang, someone said before that you were belittling Japanese martial arts and thought that Japanese martial arts were not as good as Chinese kung fu, right?" The other guy took the opportunity to light the fire.

But Chen Jin was not fooled and smiled, "This statement is completely wrong. I think the martial arts of the two countries have their own advantages, and the Japanese martial arts masters learned martial arts from China, which just shows the inheritance of a kind of martial arts, just like what our country often says is the meaning of learning from Shaolin."

Seeing that it was almost done, Chen Jin squeezed out the group of people and said, "Guys, I don't have much meaning, and I can't give you more exciting content. Why don't you go in and watch the dance between us? That kind of scene is more bloody, and you have better news materials, right?"

Seeing that he is so sophisticated, the entertainers scattered with a smile, and some very interesting guys shouted at Chen Jin at the door of the Beichen Taoist Field, "KING Sang, come on, I support you."

At this time, Mr. Zhang finally came up. He was from the upper class. He had a lot of face. He whispered in Chen Jin's ear, "KING, please don't worry. I have invited several officials from the city hall to play together. Just take care of yourself."

At the end of the words, Chen Jin understood, said thank you with a smile, and met several people in the city hall through his introduction. Then he slowly entered the dojo with the welcome of Beichen Daochang.

When he entered a practice room with nearly 200 square meters inside, an old man in his sixties greeted him with a group of people. Teng Gangwu and Xian Daozhang were among them. Looking at Teng Gangwu's cruel eyes, I don't know if this guy now knows that he has become a great eunuch.

"I am the owner of this Beichen Taoist temple. Welcome all the original guests." The old man bowed politely and nodded to Chen Jin, "This should be KING Sang, a guest from China. Welcome!"

Reach out and don't hit the smiling face. What's more, there are reporters from NHK TV station recording on the side. He said that Chen Jin should pay attention to his image at this time and nodded slightly, "I'm sorry to bother the owner of Chiba Hall. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

After the two of them said such a fake sentence, they had a tacit understanding without nonsense. Chiba Zhenshi made a gesture of invitation, and Chen Jin walked side by side with him rudely and walked to the center of the room.

Sitting on both sides in the way of Little Japan, Chiba Zhenshi said pretentiously, "KING Sang is from ancient China and has unique skills. It's really an honor for us to compete with you!"

Chen Jin didn't give him face at this time. He said coldly, "Master Chiba, I just want to tell you that after this martial arts competition, no matter who loses or who wins, I hope you won't bother again, or if you are unwilling to lose, don't disturb me when I'm working. You just need to send someone to me. A letter, I will come to the appointment when I have time.

Chiba, the old fox, was cunning and smiled, "KING Sang, you misunderstood. It was not my instruction before. It's just that some disciples of the Taoist field said that your kung fu was very good, and you went to see it in your heart. Young people? Some blood is strong, so they are a little reckless. Please ask KING Sang. Forgiveness is what it is.

This can only deceive ghosts, so that the obviously planned thing is actually erased by his understatement. Of course, there may be collaborators behind him, but all of this is not important. As long as they are beaten to pieces this time, they will naturally steal chickens.

With a slight smile, there was a faint sarcasm. He shrugged his shoulders and raised his eyebrows. "Since the owner of Chiba said so, I naturally have no opinion. So, do we start to fight in martial arts? I think you know that I'm still a singer and actor, and my schedule is very tight."

Chiba Zhenshiko shook his head with a smile, "KING Sang is a young man after all, and he is a little anxious." After secretly stabbing Chen Jin, he turned his head and pointed to the people sitting next to him and introduced, "Since it's a martial arts competition, someone has to judge. China is too far away. I'm not afraid that people will say that I am nepotism, so I invited a few old friends to be referees for the game. I think KING Sang should be able to understand."

Chen Jin did not show weakness and smiled, "Of course, Japan can't be all scoundrels. Although I don't know who these people are, I know that they are extraordinary people by looking at the completely different manners."

Chiba Zhenshi saw that Chen Jin was very smart, but he lowered his contempt a little. Of course, he just lowered it a little. For Chen Jin's argument, he still felt that his young man's momentum was too strong and not stable enough.

He reached out and pointed to the three on his left and said, "This is Shouichi Momoi of Momojing Dojo in Kyoto, Ryusei Shoji of Yanagi Dojo and Fujido Jingzhi of Fujido Dojo. They are also famous martial arts masters in Japan. It is my honor to have the honor to invite them today."

With that, he bowed his head sideways, "Please, three old friends!"

Although Chen Jin said it well, there is a good saying that things are divided into groups. Although these three old things are very calm on the surface, their eyes occasionally look at him are a little bad. Obviously, they are the same as the old thing as Chiba.

At the right time, for example, when it looks like a draw, these three old people don't mind stepping on Chen Jin's foot. Unfortunately, Chen Jin will never give them such a chance today, which will make them completely defeated, disgraceful, and even humiliate them. It is not impossible to have a caesarean section.

I'm too lazy to talk to them more, nod, say something troublesome, and then invite them to fight again, "Master Chiba, are you ready? Do you have to think more? It's okay if I lose. I still sing my songs and play my plays. At most, I'm no longer called the "King of Kung Fu", but you are such a big dojo. If you lose, it will become a laughing stock in the future, and it is also possible that you can't do it.

(to be continued)