Rebirth – City Cultivation

The Tokyo Tower is the tallest landmark in Tokyo. It is located in Shiba Park, Minato-ku, Tokyo. It is built on the Eiffel Tower and is more than 300 meters high. Almost a hundred stories high, from a distance, you can faintly look at the red and white tower above the many tall buildings.

Until the Tokyo Skytree was built, the Tokyo Tower has been the tallest building in Japan. It is also a very famous viewing point in Japan.

At the arrival of Chen Fan, many warriors from East Asian countries and around the world have gathered under the tower. The area where the entire tower is located is completely blocked and is no longer open to tourists.

"What happened today, how suddenly the Tokyo Tower is not open to tourists?" Ai Jingqi complained dissatisfied.

The long-legged beautiful girl is standing outside the Shiba Park where the Tokyo Tower is located. At this time, a large number of tourists from all over the world are locked away from the door. In front of a large number of police officers in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department took the blockade line and blocked the entire Tokyo Tower.

"No, is there a problem?" Ren Biao frowned slightly.

There are also times when the towers are not open, but as it is today, a large number of police officers have blocked the borders, more like some murders and terrorist attacks.

"I don't know. I was going to visit the Tokyo Tower before I came back to China. It is said that I can look at Mount Fuji at the top of the tower. The result is blocked. I will return to China tomorrow, I don't know when I will come again." Ai Jingqi sighed.

Half of it is lamented that I didn’t have time to visit the Tokyo Tower, and the other half was sad. Ren Biao is a piece of cowhide sugar. I have followed her since I left the country, and I can’t catch up.

‘I don’t know where Chen Beixuan is? The last time I saw him at the Zuo Shishen Shrine, it was a few days ago. Oh, I forgot to ask him for the number. Otherwise, maybe you can come to a foreign love. ‘Ai Jingqi is in the middle of it.

At this time, suddenly there was a loud voice in the crowd.

I saw the crowd spread like a wave, a long fleet of cars, like a long snake, in front of a Toyota Land Cruiser, followed by a series of luxury cars, Cadillac, Lincoln, Mercedes-Benz, Rolls Les, it is like a luxury car fair.

The team stopped at the blockade and quickly got down from the car with hundreds of men in black suits, sunglasses and serious expressions. They are grouped together and lined up on both sides of the road. When the tourists around the place saw these black men, they fled back like snakes, as if they were afraid of them.

"I am going, a big platoon, who is this? I don't know if the president is driving." Ai Jingqi snorted.

"Miss Jing Qi, please be cautious."

A Japanese man standing next to him suddenly spoke in Chinese.

"Yes, Xiao Qi, these people are not tempted, and they are careful to come out."

A middle-aged woman standing next to Ai Jingqi also said quickly.

"Xu Jie, who are they? Why can't I talk?" Ai Jingqi refused to serve.

Xiao Shantou is used to doing things in China. Usually, someone will take care of her. I really saw what I said and developed a character that loves and hates clearly. Otherwise, I won’t see Chen Fan on the plane, and I will jump up and talk.

Xu Jie and the Japanese man were a couple who met when she was traveling in Japan. Her husband was a Japanese national, called Iwata Intermediary. And Xu Jie is a domestic past, also a Chinese sea, so Ai Jingqi and middle-aged women soon became familiar with it.

"They are the largest organization in the underground world of Tokyo, that is, the Yamaguchi group that you often say." Xu Jie had not had time to say that the Iwata mid-level had already opened, and he said, with a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

In the view of Iwata Intermediary, the people from China are all rural people, and the country of China is as developed as the Japanese. If you don't look at the beauty of Ai Jingqi, he has already taken his wife away.

"Yamaguchi group."

Ai Jingqi suddenly spit out a small tongue and did not dare to speak again. It is that Ren Biao also looks slightly changed.

The Yamaguchi group can be described as a thunderous ear, and the Chinese people like Ai Jingqi have also heard it.

The Japanese Yamaguchi group is not an organization, but the general name of the Japanese underground community, which is what we often say. Only the Japanese community is legal, registered with the government, and protected by the government, similar to the nature of debt collection companies. There are a large number of Yamaguchi groups in Japan, and the ability to make money is the highest in the world, with hundreds of billions of dollars in revenue every year.

Looking at the hundreds of sly men in black suits, the entire door was blocked, and then the array was welcomed. Ai Jingqi couldn't help but scream: "Who are they welcoming. Is it the boss of the Yamaguchi group?"

"Nature is the leader of their community." Yantian intermediaries said faintly, but soon his eyes were dignified:

"No, Xuanyangshe, Qingheshe, Rishengshe...."

"The presidents of the 17 largest societies in the underground world of Tokyo seem to have come. Is this a big deal? How else might it be alarming."

The company where Iwata Intermediary is usually responsible for nightclubs and customs is inextricably linked to these communities in Tokyo. He is also a senior executive of the company, often dealing with various associations, so he can recognize these people, but the more he recognizes him, the more surprised he is.

This is the gathering of all the large societies in the underground world of Tokyo. What kind of things are happening, can these big people who stand on the top of the underground world in Tokyo gather here?

But the next thing made Mr. Iwata shocked.

I saw the leaders of those clubs, and after the car, they quickly gathered in front of a Mercedes-Benz s-class sedan. Among them, the president of Qinghe Society, who was known by Mr. Iwata, respectfully stepped forward to open the door and walked out of the car with a beautiful woman wearing a white martial arts uniform. The woman’s face was cold and beautiful, with a ponytail and a samurai sword in her hand, like a peerless swordsman. Like.

As soon as I saw the white woman, many of the big men were all married.

"How is this possible?" Iwata's intermediaries blinked out.

In the view of Iwata Intermediary, these big men are each controlling hundreds of billions of yen in assets, each of which is equivalent to the richest man of China. They usually call for rain on their own sites, and many high-level companies and politicians in Japan do not dare to provoke them. Who can make them such a respectful gift?

Is it the leader of several major chaebols in Japan?

But the next thing has completely impacted the understanding of Iwata Intermediary.

After the white woman got out of the car, she did not enter Shiba Park, but stood by the door, seemingly waiting for someone. Soon a car was coming back again, and a big man who was very important from the top down.

"President of Sony Group, Deputy Director of Toyota Corporation, Top Manager of Mitsui Foundation, Master of Jingshuiguan Pavilion, Vice President of Sumitomo Finance Group, Deputy Governor of Tokyo, Member of Parliament..."

In the Iwata intermediaries, one name of another famous Japanese country was spit out.

Some Ai Jingqi has not heard of it, but she is familiar with it. For example, CEOs like Sony and Toyota. These two companies are also known to Chinese people. These billionaire tycoons, high-level politicians, and Yamaguchi group squadrons did not enter the park afterwards, but like white women, standing outside the door, waiting quietly.

This waited until the evening from the afternoon.

More and more big people came, and soon the entire Shiba Park entrance was full, and visitors could only be squeezed to both sides of the road. But they did not mean to leave, but they were very interested.

After all, looking at the scene, obviously there are still heavyweights who are not on the stage, and that character is definitely very powerful. Otherwise, the Japanese police will not block the Tokyo Tower for him, and so many big people are waiting.

"I guess it must be the Prime Minister, or a heavyweight minister in the cabinet." Some people guessed.

"No, here is the head of the Mitsui Foundation, which should be a foreign politician, and is also the leader of the major Western powers." Another denied.

Everyone is discussing, it is that many Chinese tourists are reluctant to go even if they are hungry and thirsty, leaving behind to watch the excitement.

"Xu Jie, do you say that people from our country will come?" Ai Jingqi also followed the guess.

Xu Jie hasn't spoken yet, and Iwata Intermediary has dismissed the voice: "The status of the head of the Mitsui Foundation is so sublime, that is, there is no need to salute the Prime Minister. Who can be worthy of waiting for him in China?"

Ai Jingqi heard a anger, but soon she was silent.

Although the economy of China is now surpassing that of Japan, the country is getting better and better, but as a large-scale developed country, the Japanese people still look down on the Chinese people from the bones. Sister Xu was next to her, and her face was full of sorrow, and there was a trace of sadness in her eyes. Since she married to Japan, she has suffered from the husband’s discrimination against China every day and can only endure it silently.

As the day was getting darker and the lights in the Tokyo Tower were open, many people were waiting impatiently and wanted to leave. Suddenly I saw a young man in black wearing a purple-haired beauty, and the two came leisurely from the end of the road. The purple hair beauty saw the welcome scene of this team, but also a slight glimpse. The black-haired youth did not care, and continued to move forward.

The thugs with black suits, seeing them, immediately went up to drive them away.

The person next to me also smiled: "This guy is looking for death, so many big politicians are waiting, how can he dare to sway from the front?"

And Ai Jingqi and Ren Biao saw the black youth, suddenly a glimpse, isn't that Chen Beixuan they met on the plane?

"It’s a good fate." Ai Jingqi was about to wave and told Chen Fan that he could not leave.

Suddenly I saw a woman in white taking a step forward and said in Chinese:

"Mr. Chen Beixuan, we are waiting for a long time."

Then Mitsui, Itoza, Heimu Sheng and many other Japanese masters, presidents of large companies such as Sony and Toyota, and many of the presidents of the Tokyo community and their men also bowed forward and bowed.

Throughout the road, hundreds of men in black were bent over at the same time.

Suddenly, outside the park, there was silence. Ai Jingqi's mouth wide, white little hands froze in midair, a pair of beautiful and round, full of incredible expression.

'How is this going? ’

Ps: The second is more, the author continues to write the third, to fight more tonight, more oo