"Ye Fanjun, who are they?" asked softly in the car. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Probably an agent sent by Kenichiro Ono. Ye Fan smiled casually: "It's just a few small shrimps, don't worry." ”

"Your Excellency, Why?" "How could Tachibana not be worried, her villa was actually being monitored by the Prime Minister, because of what?

When Li Mo heard this, her little face also showed surprise, she had seen Xiao Ye, did that old man do this for himself?

"If I knew, I would be the Emperor. Ye Fan snorted and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it so much, go to the Sun City Hotel first and get your luggage." ”

This time, it's really time to move out of the hotel. When going through the formalities at the front desk, Xiao Wushuang sighed secretly, will it be a good thing or a bad thing to live in the villa of Tangerine Pear Yarn in the future?

Carrying the suitcase, the group of three cars drove to Ginza, the busiest neighborhood in Tokyo!

Although Ginza is lined with buildings, there are still many places worth visiting in this place, such as shrines and Kabuki-in, Tachibana Risa thought that Ye Fan was going to these places, but he didn't expect him to lead the convoy to a bustling neighborhood.

It was 9 o'clock in the morning, and the bustling streets of Tokyo at night seemed a little bleak, because it was raining lightly!

On the large outdoor advertising screen, the Coca-Cola advertisement was suddenly cut off and a live broadcast was inserted.

The location shown on the screen is located at the Tokyo Imperial Palace.

On the viewing platform of the Royal Palace, a ceremonial official dressed in white is standing with his hands down.

The camera camera swept over the cabinet ministers under the podium, and Kenichiro Ono was in front of him, leading the ministers, wearing a gray swallow-tailed suit, which was very official in Japan.

The people walking on the street all stopped to watch, Ye Fan pushed the car door and walked into the drizzle.

Tangerine Lisha hurriedly held up the umbrella, chased down the car, held her toes, and struggled to block the top of Ye Fan's head, but the umbrella was taken by him and held high above his head.

The drizzle is drizzling, pedestrians are staying, and the emperor's abdication ceremony is being carried out silently in the bleak wind......

Akihito, who was blessed by the imperial robe, held a wat board in his hand, and with the support of two ceremonial officials, he stepped onto the podium.

Without flowers and streamers, the most important ceremony in front of the palace since the beginning of the 21st century looks very shabby and bleak, with cold wind and cold rain.

For the sake of the reputation of the Great Japanese Empire, in order to be able to retreat with his whole body, Akihito made a choice that was far more heroic than a strong man breaking his wrist, abandoning the throne, how many people in the world can do it?

It all started with the Chinese man standing on the street corner, holding an umbrella and watching the live broadcast.

"It's a pity, it's a pity...... What a father, why do you want to abdicate?" Ye Fan shook his head and sighed lightly, not knowing whether he was scolding him or really feeling sorry for Akihito.

If the emperor heard his cat crying rat fake mercy, he would definitely be so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and replied with hatred: You forced it!

Li Mo sat in the car, staring blankly at the hazy image on the screen, not knowing what to think.

Standing in the drizzle, the emperor bowed deeply to the cabinet members in the audience.

This bow was fixed here, and the long silence made many people's eyes burst into tears of excitement.

The cabinet ministers were all moved, pursed their lips tightly and saluted the emperor in return, and there was a silent, crooked figure on and off the stage.

The flash recorded this historical moment, the emperor straightened up, but his old face looked much calmer, reached out and moved the microphone, put on a pair of reading glasses, picked up the speech in front of him, and read his abdication edict to the world.

"Citizens of Japan, Yamato expatriates at home and abroad......" Tachibana Risa snuggled up to Ye Fan, softly translating every word spoken by the emperor, this old man who only existed in that dream fifteen years ago looked so strange and old.

"Due to my health and age, I feel mentally and psychologically unable to continue as emperor. Over the past 30 years, Japan has made considerable achievements thanks to the efforts of all its citizens......"

"It's all nonsense!" Ye Fan sneered: "Do you dare to tell two truths?"

Tachibana Risa took a deep look at him, and without thinking too much, continued to translate......

"In the future, Tokuyasu will take my place and work with the Cabinet ministers to continue to push Japan forward for the benefit of the people......

None of his final speeches involved the request made by Ye Fan, it was purely official, hypocritical officialdom and fake preaching to provoke the sympathy of the foolish people.

Akihito would not apologize at all, and even if he killed him, he would not change his faith.

He represents the militaristic spirit of Japan over the past 100 years, and if he falls, this banner will really be over.

It is impossible for him to be soft, only to be hard and not to be soft has always been the inferior nature of this nation, looking at the large open-air screen that was blocked by the rain and gradually blurred, Ye Fan waved his hand and hugged the orange pear yarn and walked across the street.

The rain poured down behind them, one high and one low, out of sight of their companions.

"Quick, keep up!" Yue Takeuchi commanded the cameraman, following closely in the footsteps of the two.

As a presenter and journalist, she keenly felt that there would be big news today, and it might even go beyond the emperor's abdication.

Emperor Akihito's farewell performance continued, and most national television stations in Asia broadcast and broadcast this important historical moment.

Zhonghai, the old man in a jacket watched the live news broadcast on the TV, and said to Wan Changhe beside him with a smile: "Akihito abdicated, there was no sign before, what do you think......"

"Yes, the General Staff tentatively came to the conclusion that internal factors. Wan Changhe replied.

"Internal?illegitimate daughter problem?, I don't think so?" the old man laughed, "That little guy is still in Tokyo?"

Wan Changhe was stunned, he didn't expect that at such a time, he would remember that person.

"Maybe, big, probably still ......"

"That's right!" The old man got up and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, count the romantic characters, and look at the present day!"

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the stone monument next to the door of the Japan Kendo Association in Ginza Street was uprooted and smashed on the lintel!

The plaque of "The World's No. 1 Kendo" was cracked into countless petals.

"Oh my God—"

"Is he crazy?"

The people walking in the streets screamed for help, and countless uncanny eyes stared at the man like thieves.

Where did he get the strength and courage to dare to smash other people's signboards?

This is the headquarters of the entire Japanese kendo, which is equivalent to the status of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and is a holy place respected by countless young people in Japan!

"Ye Fanjun, you?" Tangerine Pear Yarn couldn't understand his approach, why should he go crazy?

Isn't that a big deal about nothing!

"You're crazy! What are you doing smashing someone's signboard?" Xiao Wushuang ran over with an umbrella, but his questioning eyes met a pair of cold, almost ruthless gazes.

The meaning in that gaze was very obvious, full of contempt and indifference, asking her to be nosy!

Smashing the Japanese field on the soil of Japan, this is the slogan that every hot-blooded young man in China is shouting in his dreams, Ye Fan is not dizzy by the blood, he came here to settle the grievances forty years ago, and file the arrogance of the Japanese samurai for the king of soldiers and the god of war, instead of listening to the last words of the emperor.

Whoever dares to stand in the way is an enemy of him, and in his eyes, even if Xiao Wushuang is not a traitor, he is blinded by the hypocrisy of the Japanese and annoys him.

It's not even as good as the authentic Japanese woman of Tachibana Pear Sa, as a Japanese woman, she didn't accuse him of anything at the first time, just surprised.

"Get out, don't make me hate you!" The ruthless and unrighteous scolding made Xiao Wushuangmu stunned in the rain, his slender fingers clenching the handle of the umbrella tightly, and biting his trembling lips.

Yuhui Takeuchi hurriedly beckoned the cameraman and turned on the recording of this scene, her hunch was right, this Chinese man was going to poke something big!

In the lobby, there was a shout of hooting, and dozens of young men in white samurai uniforms swarmed out with angry eyes.

Seeing the gravel, sawdust, and destroyed signboards all over the ground, these bloody warriors were furious, and they didn't care about the rain getting wet, and collectively rushed out of the kendo hall and began to surround Ye Fan.

"Please calm down, calm down......" Tachibana saw that her lover was going to suffer a big loss, and she was frightened and helpless and called out loudly.

Who can be calm?

After the chaotic Warring States period, the shogunate period, and the end of World War II, Japan's various schools of martial arts have not been kicked out of the gym or smashed by foreigners for nearly a hundred years. At this moment, their kendo guild hall actually suffered a catastrophe, the plaque was smashed, and the monument was destroyed, which was impossible to tolerate in any country or sect!

This is the most a**, top-notch, unforgivable insult!

"Baga, kill him!" A Japanese samurai led by Ye Fan pointed at Ye Fan and roared, and several people around him attacked at the same time, pounced on the initiator.

Peng –

The boundless rain exploded, the figures flew, and these watchdogs were all seconds in one round!

The figure staggered and fell to the ground, where did it come from, and where did it roll back.

No one could see what was happening in this moment, and only a wail was left in the rain.

"Hold up your umbrella. Ye Fan handed the umbrella in his hand to the orange pear yarn with a dull expression and a round mouth.

The rest of the people looked panicked and angry, but they didn't dare to rush up to face them, and it wasn't until their teammates were defeated in an instant that they realized that they were facing a real strong opponent today.

"Tell Yagyu Eleven to get out of here—get out—get out—get out—come out—come out—" A terrifying echo reverberated throughout the street, like an ethereal sound in the valley, not like anything in the world.

The people sitting in the kendo hall heard this clamor full of coercion and contempt!

Even young samurai who could not understand Chinese could feel a strong contempt from this drink.

**Naked eyes empty everything!

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