"Chairman Westman, as the chief consultant of Buck Knife Company, I express my strong dissatisfaction with this knife show, if you don't announce the start of the exhibition, then I will withdraw from this exhibition and refuse to participate in all future knife shows organized by you!" The person who spoke was Rhett, a top master in the United States, a representative of the hard-style combat knives in the American custom knife, and his forty-year knife-making career made his temper as tough as the style of his works.

"That's right, thirty seconds have been wasted, Chairman Wiseman, please start the exhibition!" Sanchez, a rising master of extreme force from Italy, also smiled and nodded, echoing Red's words.

"Don't waste any more time, let's get started! Field, the representative of a PPD private military contractor in a black suit and a gold tie, simply stood up, the tip of the cigar in his hand had been cut flat and lit as he spoke.

Sweat was already slowly oozing from Wiseman's forehead, these people worked together, even if he had energy, he was a little unbearable, and he could see that the five masters were already on the verge of going berserk, let the five of them continue to wait I'm afraid this exhibition will really be closed.

"Well, since you all feel that you have to start on time, then I will not insist on it, but before I begin, I have a few words to say to you, about the last swordsmith in this exhibition, he is a young man under the age of thirty, a... A magical oriental, none of his works have been collected by collectors so far, this exhibition will be his first work on public display, please believe me, if he can come, he will definitely not disappoint everyone, okay, I will say this, the exhibition begins!"

"Hmph, Chairman Westman, a young man who is less than thirty years old, can also be called a master? I think you have a ghost in your heart, right?" Kato Taka couldn't help it anymore after listening to Wiseman's words, Wiseman's actions really made him unbearable, as a swordsmith who was nearly fifty years old, Kato Taketaka had never served anyone, let alone a knifesmith who was less than thirty years old.

"Master Kato, I have a ghost? What the hell do you mean by that?" What did Kato Osman mean in his words, and he understood that Kato Taka was saying that he had temporarily postponed the start of the knife show in order for his illegitimate son to get the knife he wanted in advance, and when the knife show began, the Damascus scimitar that had been targeted by many collectors had already entered the collection cabinet of Westman's son, and almost everyone who attended the knife fair knew about that time.

"Chairman Westman, since you respect that 'master' so much, then we might as well wait, I want to see what kind of master this master who is less than thirty years old!!"

"That's right, we want to see what kind of amazing work this so-called master can come up with!!"

"Okay! Since you insist on it, then we will wait while the exhibition is held, these VIPs are very short of time!" Wiseman looked at the arrogant Kato Eagle, and a trace of pride flashed in his eyes.

Jiang is still old and spicy, according to the regulations, works that do not participate in the exhibition on time will lose their qualifications for the exhibition, and now that this rule is not changed by him Westman himself, it is these masters who forced him to change it, and he Westman is not afraid of a lace news that temporarily changes the rules when the time comes.

"Sorry for the long wait!" Wiseman had just stepped down from the podium when a slightly hoarse voice came from the VIP aisle, and a slender figure slowly walked in through the door.

The messy long hair covers most of the face, a pair of eyes flashing a decadent gaze between the hair, a slightly pale chin with a little embarrassing stubble, a mouth with a crooked half of a wrinkled cigarette butt, a black leather coat, washed white jeans, and a pair of new snow-white Nike sneakers under his feet.

"Chu, you're finally here!" Wiseman looked at the man who walked in unhurriedly, and the joy on his face instantly bloomed.

At the same time, in the VIP crowd in the room, two people suddenly looked shocked and even slammed up from their seats, "Is it him? It's him? How is it possible? Isn't this guy dead?"

These two people are the most unprovoked guys in the world at present, one is the boss of the Mad Dog private military contractor, and the other is Captain John, the captain of the Rattlesnake special forces, these two guys are the top killing machines in the world, no matter which country hears the names of these two guys, they are as big as cows!

"Who is this guy?" Scully, the old man beside John, looked at the Oriental known as Chu, and then his eyes fell on the faces of the two fellows, and the shock expressed on the faces of those faces made him really wonder what the young Oriental man was all about.

"Blade!"

John and Becca replied to Scully in unison, and then sat down again, this time with no more dissatisfaction on their faces, replaced by a look of mockery.

Blade, not many people know this name, but everyone who knows understands the meaning of this name, especially after T-1 was forcibly disbanded, this name is even more legendary, what happened on Zilanxing back then, there are not a few people who know, and under the deliberate spread of people with intentions, the collapse of T-1 like a legend has also become confusing.

In any case, the reason for the demise of the T-1 is becoming clearer and clearer, that is, the general said that the person Lao Zhuhuang has reached the age of retirement, and the soldiers at that time, everyone knows that the T-1 is at its peak, but General Revas insisted on disbanding the T-1, and also sent the T-3 that was completely formed by him at that time, and the T-3 that poured out of the nest had a total of thirty-six people, each of whom was fully armed.

As for the process of the battle, except for the participants of T-1 and T-3, even General Revas did not understand the details, in short, the last thing that was declared to the public was T-1, who disobeyed military orders, and even beat General Revas, and was finally exterminated by T-3!

At that time, the total number of T-1s was only twelve!

"Okay! Everyone has arrived, the exhibition begins!" Westman didn't say anything to the young oriental, all the communication was done in the exchange of eyes, and the five masters began to turn their nostrils upwards to the sky after seeing Chu appear, and the arrogant Kato Taka simply took out an ebony knife case about forty centimeters long directly from behind him!

"I'll come first!" The exhibition at the moment is not like an exhibition at all, and after getting Chu's affirmation, Westman simply stopped being a master of ceremonies, and ran to the VIP seat to be a spectator with great interest!

"Okay! First of all, we have Mr. Daitaka Kato from Japan!" Wiseman let it go, but his assistant Daniels couldn't let the exhibition be a mess, so he took over the conversation in time and hastily made an invitation before Daitaka Kato stepped onto the stage.

Kato Taka held the knife box in both hands, and his eyes swept coldly over Chu's body, until the knife box was placed on the display table, and the lights of the entire exhibition hall dimmed in an instant, but on the round display table, the faint blue light of the spotlight made the atmosphere in the entire exhibition hall instantly condense on it!

"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Yamato nation, I will show the world my best work, I believe that this work is not only the top in the Yamato nation, but also the best in the world!!" said Kato Otaka, who took out the knife holder he had prepared from the bottom of the display table and put it on the table, and then slowly opened the knife box, and at this time, the spotlight on the display table went out instantly, and the entire exhibition hall fell into a faint darkness.

"Everyone, please see! The pinnacle work of my Yamato nation!!!" With the voice of Kato Otaka, a strong light suddenly lit up above the exhibition hall, shining directly on the work that had been placed on the knife holder, and as the light in the exhibition hall slowly dimmed, all eyes were on the "domineering" combat knife on the knife holder!