Hu Yong sent more than a dozen soldiers to protect them on the road, nominally protecting them, but in fact it was to supervise along the way, and he always maintained a skeptical attitude towards the Japanese Hu Yong.

The road opened very quickly, and it didn't take long to get from Dadi City to Shengtian City. It only took four hours to arrive at the headquarters of Hongyun Party.

After arriving, the soldiers of the Silver Leopard Regiment made a handover with the sentry at the door. Li Xiaodong, who was a guard, brought these visitors to the reception room in person.

"Does anyone know Chinese?" he asked.

"I can do it a little." Fuji Jingji raised his hand.

"Very good, who are the heads of your few people?"

"It's me too."

Li Xiaodong nodded and looked at the man with his elite small eyes.

"Okay, come with me. Please wait here and have a rest."

Of course, Lailaizi was not at ease. His president went to see the strange Huaqing people alone, but now he ignored Li Xiaodong's gestures and wanted to follow Buer Jingji to protect his safety.

Seeing this, Buer Jingji hurriedly persuaded him, and finally persuaded him to persuade the little pepper.

Then he followed Li Xiaodong to Song Beichuan's office, opened the door, and Li Xiaodong said, "I brought the Japanese people Hu Yong said."

Bu Er Jingji walked in from the door and said, "My name is Bu Er Jingji, hello, Mr. Song Beichuan!"

After saying that, he looked at Song Beichuan with his eyes. Seeing that he was very young, he was a little surprised and felt that playing with Ruosi Oda in that way should be an old fox who was scheming.

But his appearance is ordinary, but his eyes are amazing. As long as you see it, you will definitely not forget it. It is very magical and adds a powerful power to the whole person.

Then he stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Song Beichuan.

At the same time, Song Beichuan was also looking at him, and saw that he was very delicate, like a handsome man in the comics, looking clean and neat in a black suit.

Seeing that he was about to shake hands with him, Song Beichuan stood up, shook his hand with him, and said in Japanese: "Please sit down."

Buer Jingji's smile froze slightly, then returned to normal, and still said in Chinese: "Mr. Song Beichuan actually speaks Japanese?"

Song Beichuan was also very surprised that he spoke so fluently in Chinese, and continued in Japanese: "In order to watch some unpopular Japanese movies, I studied by myself for three or four days. Although I was not proficient, communication was still not a problem."

Buer Jingji didn't expect that as soon as they met, the two of them took advantage of language talent. However, in this round, they seemed to have lost half the money. They spent a week studying Chinese, but this man actually learned Japanese in just three or four days.

"Mr. Song is really talented!"

"Mr. Jingji is also very talented. Chinese is much more difficult than Japanese. You are better." Song Beichuan smiled and said, "Okay, let's put away these politeness. If you can come here, it proves that you have seen Ruoji Oda or know his fate. So I want to know your origin first, the disaster situation in Japan, and the distribution of forces. If you say these truthfully to me, then we both have the possibility of continuing to talk."

Buer Jingji leaned on the chair with his back. When he heard these unrespectful words, the expression on his face remained unchanged. The corners of his mouth were still raised, showing a gentle smile, which seemed unusually strange at this time.

Song Beichuan was not in a hurry. After all, he came to find him. The initiative must be in his own hands, and there were smiles on his face.

They just smiled at each other like this, and those who didn't know thought they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years.

"I am the third president of the Hualing Society. You are right. I heard from you from Oda. However, he is not my person, but our Hualing Society is a mortal enemy and a member of the Yamaguchi Group. So, I don't feel sympathy for his experience.

There is also the distribution of Japan's forces. There are now seven forces in Japan. My Kareen controls the Kinki area and half of the Shikoku area. The Yamaguchi Group controls the Kanto area and the central area, occupying the most prosperous area. However, it is also the area with the most flood of zombies. However, they have a large population, so they have almost cleaned up the zombies."

"How strong are the other companies?" Song Beichuan asked.

"Takasuke Kobayakawa, who controls the Chinese region, however, he was not a gangster before. He started from scratch in such an apocalypse and had the ability to control a region, which is an amazing person.

And Shimazu Ieyasu, who dominates Kyushu, perhaps those named Shimazu were born to rule Kyushu."

Song Beichuan was not very familiar with Japan's history. The surname Shimazu seemed to have some special meaning. He was inexplicably familiar with the name Ieyasu and asked, "That Ieyasu of Tokugawa Ieyasu?"

"That's right, it seems that Mr. Song is really knowledgeable. This is also the name he changed later. He is also an ambitious person. However, changing the name does not mean that he can unify Japan." Fuji Jingji rarely showed a disdainful expression.

"Where are the other three?" Song Beichuan said with a smile.

"The weakest one is to control the remaining half of the Shikoku region. Masahisa Takahashi, who was beaten by our Hualien Club, was so hard that he had no place to stay. It was not worth mentioning. In addition, it was to occupy the Hanamibuki Hokkaido and the Tohoku Noi."

"Noi? Is it a woman? Women in a country like Japan who are superior to men and inferior to women can also hold up half of the sky?" Song Beichuan couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, their slogan is the free country, and they also joined forces with Huawu Kujin. They are also strong and powerful. They seem to have frequent contacts with Russians, and even the Yamaguchi group has no choice."

After hearing him, Song Beichuan couldn't help but envy Japan's narrow place, which was so stable that its power was so fast. Just like the Huaqing Kingdom today and tomorrow, you will hit me and I will never tell the difference. Maybe one day, someone will lead a dozen people to form a force and come out to oppose you.

"How strong is the Yamaguchi Group? Who is their team leader?" Song Beichuan continued.

Fuji Jingji smiled and said, "As far as I know, their troops are about 9,000 to 10,000, but they have to separate their troops to deal with our Hualing Club and Takeda family at the same time, which is a bit weak. As for their team leader, it is the seventh-generation Meteor Tezuka Ryuya. How about it? Mr. Song, I have told you most of the situation in Japan. This sincerity is enough."

Song Beichuan smiled. He didn't say much, and there was not even too much expression on his face. He just said, "Then you want to join forces with me this time to eliminate the Yamaguchi Group and then unify Japan."

Fu Er Jingji didn't expect that Song Beichuan was so powerful. He just told him what he wanted, but there was nothing strange about it. How could he be an ordinary man if he could beat Oda Ruosi like a dog in a family? He showed a relieved smile and said, "You are right, this is the intention of coming here."

"This seems to be your country's own business, and it does not seem to be of any benefit to me. I don't think I can agree." Song Beichuan smiled slightly, and his words were arguing first, intending to give him a warning to raise his bargaining chips.

"Mr. Song, I have reduced my identity and traveled thousands of miles to Huaqing Kingdom to embark on this strange land. I imagined that you would be a smart person. I did not reserve to tell you everything I know. With all my sincerity, in the end, it can only prove that I was wrong about you." Buer Jingji said a series of words. When he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up and walked towards the door.

Song Beichuan was stunned at that time and could not help but narrow his eyes. This little Japanese boy who was about the same age as him was really amazing. He worked hard to meet him and gave up when he said he would give up. He actually had such courage?

Buer Jingji slowly walked towards the door. Just as his hand touched the door handle, Song Beichuan suddenly spoke.

"Brother Bu Er, we have been to Huaqing Country from afar. Although the matter cannot be agreed, we can have a simple meal and let me do the best of the landlords!"

I saw Buer Jingji facing away from him, and the smile of the past was on his face as if the dinosaurs disappeared from the earth, just like the frozen lake in the middle of winter, covered in frost.

Because, he knew in his heart that Song Beichuan said that just now was to get more benefits from him, but he was not a fool. He said something and disgusted him first, and then did not give him a chance to explain. He hurried out. If Song Beichuan could not keep him before opening the door, he could only raise the white flag and admit defeat and let him mercy.

But from the result, it was obvious that Buer Jingji won the first round by chance.

"It's just a little bit." He muttered in his heart, a drop of cold sweat flowed from his chin. The distance from the chair to the door was only ten meters, but he felt like centuries.

The smile like spring breeze was restored on his face and he said, "Since Mr. Song is so loving, I'm not polite." He climbed up along the bamboo pole.

Song Beichuan also realized at this time that this guy didn't want to leave, but he couldn't hold back his anger. Compared to his unification of Japan, the threat of this Yamaguchi group would be too great. If he sneaked into other cities in the future, the price would be too great.

I was originally thinking of suppressing the other party violently and letting him be his own dog. Now it seems that this man is not the type of manipulating him at will.

At this time, Song Beichuan walked to the door and held his hand and said, "Let's have a meal first. As for other matters, it's not too late to wait before talking about it."

Buer Jingji was also filled with joy. It seemed that Song Beichuan had given up the benefits of squeezing on him, so he smiled and said, "I really want to eat authentic braised pork in Huaqing. I hope Mr. Song must fulfill my dream so that I can make this trip worthwhile!"

Song Beichuan hugged his shoulder again. The two of them were still intrigue and verbally, and they were as good as one person in a blink of an eye. They smiled and said, "Mr. Buer, these are easy to say. This braised pork must be simmered on low heat. It's not too early. I'll ask the kitchen to stew it for you first."
Chapter completed!