Chapter 291
Xu Xiangbei scratched Ouyang Jiahui's handsome nose, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, after your brother Xu's unremitting efforts, those hooligans will not go to Dijing Pavilion to make trouble again."

Suddenly Xu Xiangbei's phone rang, and it was Mr. Thomas's call: "Hello, Doctor Xu, I have returned from my travels, and I have prepared a video of Kazejiro Ono's previous martial arts competitions, and I will show you."

Xu Xiangbei was overjoyed: "Mr. Thomas, I invite you to have lunch with us at the Dijingge Hotel."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xiangbei said to Xiao Lin: "At noon, a foreign friend came to eat with us. He is also the president of Three Lions Films. How about it? Would you like to have lunch with him? If it's inconvenient , I can refuse him."

Ouyang Jiahui and Xiao Lin looked yearning for having dinner with the boss of Three Lions Films, a well-known Hollywood film company.

Ouyang Jiahui shook her grapefruit afro, with an excited expression: "If we get to know him well, we can go to Hollywood to develop together."

Xiao Lin smiled very reservedly: "However, Westerners' aesthetics are very different from those of Chinese people. The beauties they think are good-looking are often not what we like. I don't know if they will appreciate your beauty."

Ouyang Jiahui dismissed it: "Whether they appreciate it or not, my beauty exists objectively."

Xu Xiangbei almost spat out the steamed buns he just ate: "My niece, we are becoming more and more like relatives. We all say that my niece is like an uncle. You are becoming more and more shameless like me."

Whoosh, a pair of chopsticks smashed over.

At noon, the private room of Dijing Pavilion.

Toms wore a straw hat on his head and a colorful ribbon around his waist. He had just returned from a tour in an ethnic minority settlement, and he was full of praise for the beautiful scenery there.

It has been a long time since he came back, and he is still immersed in the excitement of the past few days.

Seeing Ouyang Jiahui and Xiao Lin, Thomas stretched out his hand like a gentleman: "Being able to have lunch with these two beauties is even more rewarding than going on a trip."

Xu Xiangbei pointed at the beef and seafood balls in the cloisonné porcelain bowl with a smile: "This is a delicacy of the Dihai people, and it is specially recommended to Mr. Thomas."

With a curious look on his face, Thomas scooped up a small green and red ball with a colander.

Considering the delicate taste of Thomas foreigners, Zhou Ping made the fist-sized meatballs only half of the original size, and prepared cumin, salad dressing and other dipping sauces. You can choose salty or fresh according to your preferences. , sweet and sour, spicy and several flavors

After eating a meatball, Tomston looked excited, full of praise, and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, it's delicious."

Xu Xiangbei smiled and said: "I am going to invest in this hotel. If Mr. Thomas likes it, I hope to visit it frequently in the future. For you, I am completely free."

Thomas was very happy. Since Xu Xiangbei said it was free, he thought it was a kind of friendly treatment and an honor, so he nodded and agreed immediately.

"I will definitely come here often, thank you, Dr. Xu."

At the end of lunch, when the fruit was served, Mr. Thomas and Xu Xiangbei went to Boss Zhou's office.

Boss Zhou also specially made a pot of good West Lake Longjing tea before Yuqian.

Xu Xiangbei and Thomas sat down on the sofa, and Xu Xiangbei poured a cup of clear and bright Longjing tea for Thomas, which was fragrant and refreshing.

Toms is a half-expert in China. He has drunk a lot of good tea and tasted the deliciousness of Yuqian Longjing in one sip.

He also showed great enthusiasm, and sang a poem with a smile: "Good tea, it is true that the green leaves enter the spiritual spring like a dragon, and the fragrance travels like a fairy."

Xu Xiangbei said with a smile: "Mr. Thomas is really elegant and understands ancient Chinese."

"Huaxia's documents are extensive and profound, and I also like to study a little bit."

Thomas took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and handed it to Xu Xiangbei.

"Since you let me taste delicious food and drink high-quality tea, I also have a gift for you. Here is a video of Kazejiro Ono fighting with others. I hope that Dr. Xu will study it carefully. It will definitely help you in your martial arts competition."

Xu Xiangbei inserted the USB flash drive into his laptop, and it showed that there were two videos about Kazejiro Ono's martial arts competition, one from the year before and one from last year.

Xu Xiangbei first opened the video from the year before last.

Kazejiro Ono looks very young, not more than 30 years old, and he can even be described as handsome and unrestrained. He is wearing a Japanese kimono, and he wears a large and a small samurai sword on the left and right.

His expression was very calm, his eyes were as still as water, and he knelt straight on the ring, motionless, like a green pine that had experienced thousands of years of wind and frost.

The ring was full of spectators, screaming, shouting, and cursing, and some people even threw mineral water bottles on the ring.

The opponent was a big man holding a baseball bat, wearing only boxer shorts, and his upper body was bare. His body shape was almost the same as that of the boxing champion Jason, and his muscles bulged like hard stones.

The big man's face was smeared with black ink, his eyes were fierce like a wolf, he held up the baseball bat in his hand, roared and stamped his feet continuously, and demonstrated to Fujiro Ono.

The big man is like a violent savage, waving the baseball bat in his hand. The baseball bat full of iron spikes feels bigger than Fujiro Ono's head.

In the face of the big man's demonstration and provocation, Ono Kazejiro still knelt there quietly, as if nothing could affect him, the two of them seemed to be in two different worlds, one moving and one still,
The referee next to him blew the whistle in his hand and waved his arms to indicate the start of the contest.

The savage-like big man raised the baseball bat in his hand, his face was twisted, like a demon, he rushed towards Kazejiro Ono violently.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and the figure swayed. He couldn't see anything clearly. The big man clutched his throat, threw the baseball bat under his feet, stared blankly ahead, and his expression was as horrified as seeing a fierce ghost.

He backed up slowly, and then, like a severed tree, he fell stiffly backwards, smashing the ring into dust.

At the beginning, no blood flowed from his neck, but after he fell down completely, the blood oozed out from his throat, and from his fingers, it gushed out like a fountain.

And Kazejiro Ono knelt quietly on the spot from the beginning to the end, motionless like a wooden man.

The video is like a scene from a fictional horror movie, filled with blood and death.

Thomas reminded Xu Xiangbei: "This is not a movie video, but an underground martial arts video from the year before last. I found it from Qiao Shan."

Xu Xiangbei nodded with a dignified expression. He didn't answer, but just watched the picture quietly. Before he knew it, cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

It took Xu Xiangbei a quarter of the slow motion to see Fujiro Ono stand up, draw the knife, draw the knife, and retract the knife, the movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

(End of this chapter)

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