Another protagonist of this unprecedented battle that is destined to attract worldwide attention, Jiangzhou Martial Master Zhao Fan, is like an ordinary traveler, walking among the crowds on the street with a fairy-like fragrance.
"Want to buy flowers?" A girl in kimono came forward and asked, holding a large bouquet of roses.
Zhao Fan smiled and shook his head in refusal, and then asked: "How can I get to Mount Fuji?"
With the addition of the Pearl of All Languages, there is no barrier to language communication.
"Sir, are you going to Mount Fuji?" The girl in kimono looked at him doubtfully, clearly speaking authentic Japanese. How could she not know the route? But she was not angry because the other party didn't buy flowers. She smiled politely and raised her finger to point to the big white mountain in the distance to the west. "That's it. You can get there by taking a taxi, subway, or bus. I don't know where you need to take it." A means of transportation?"
"Well... let's take the subway." Zhao Fan said.
The kimono girl introduced the location of the subway station and the corresponding line number, then said goodbye and continued selling flowers.
"Brother Xiaozhu, those flowers are so beautiful, just buy a bunch of them." Xiangxiang pestered him and said.
"All right."
Zhao Fan reached out and grabbed the kimono girl, "Wait a minute, I'll buy ten bunches."
When the other party heard this, he was first surprised and then delighted. He picked ten bouquets of roses, knelt down and packed them on the spot, and handed them to the young man in front of him.
"Ahem..." Zhao Fan remembered that he didn't have Japanese yen, so he said a little embarrassedly: "Can US dollars be used?"
"Dollars?!" The girl in kimono nodded blankly.
Zhao Fan put his hand into his arms, took out a wad of US dollar bills from Jialan Xumiyu, handed it to her and said, "Except for those who bought flowers, the rest are all thanks to those who gave directions."
The girl in the kimono was dumbfounded. She had been exposed to U.S. dollars. When she saw that they were all real coins, she was shocked. But when she came back to her senses, she could no longer see the young man holding the little girl in his arms. She calmed down and jumped. Heart, sincerely pray in my heart: "May Amaterasu bless that gentleman, and his life will be smooth..."
Then, instead of selling flowers, she ran directly to the hospital where her brother was waiting for surgery.
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Zhao Fan got on the subway, picked a seat, closed his eyes, and looked as calm as water.
"Brother, little master, someone is following us, and there's more than one." Xiangxiang reminded in a low voice while playing with the flowers.
"I know."
A smile appeared on Zhao Fan's lips, but he didn't take it to heart. He had already sensed it when he got on the plane. After getting off the plane, the number of secret stalkers increased exponentially. They all had extraordinary auras, although the other party They all tried their best to hide them, but they couldn't escape his perception.
Flies and mosquitoes don't need to be ignored.
What's more, the reason why Zhao Fan chose to enter the country openly for the appointment was to make the whole of Japan, and even the whole world, pay attention to his battle with Miyamoto Mamoru. Otherwise, how would he get on the plane? By directly using the Earth Escape technique and walking with a sword, you can reach Mount Fuji silently.
As for the reason, at the most serious level, it is for China; at the most small level, it is for the sake of establishing a good relationship with my relatives and friends who remain outside.
After all, after this battle, Zhao Fan will officially escape into the hidden sect, and basically will not be exposed to the outside world anymore. But before that, he wants to leave an unforgettable and unforgettable message to the extraordinary people in the secular world and even to the people in power in various countries. A shadow that will not fade for a hundred or a thousand years!
What Zhao Fan didn't know was that even if he didn't have this idea, his opponent Mamoru Miyamoto also had the same purpose.
This is not only a life and death showdown between two people, but also a battle that makes the country behind them stand on top of the world!
Before I knew it, this subway was still two stops away from Mount Fuji. It had gone from having a lot of empty seats at first to being overcrowded now, and even the station area seemed extremely crowded.
At this time, an old woman on crutches got on the subway. She was leaning on the pillar in front of Zhao Fan, her face was pale, and she was very uncomfortable being squeezed.
