Volume 4 Chapter 8 Dragon and Tiger Fight (1)

  This is a Japanese-style villa near Xiangshan, built on the mountain and backed by water, with a large scale, beautiful scenery, and elegant.

  After getting tired of looking at European-style villas nearby, Ouyang Xuan's eyes lit up with a bit of aesthetic fatigue: These Japanese people have such big brushstrokes!

  The Audi stopped in front of the villa's spacious gate, and immediately a black-clad Japanese man rushed out from the side door house, opened the gate, and quickly came forward.

  "Is this Mr. Ouyang? I'm Takeuchi Shizuo, please park your car to the right!" The Japanese man pointed to an empty space on the right side of the gate.

  Ouyang Xuan didn't say a word, parked the car and got out.

  "Mr. Ouyang, since the villa is quite large and it takes time to walk around, we have prepared a sightseeing car for you. Please get on board, I'll show you the way!" Zhū Tīng pointed to a small, sleek tour bus parked by the side of the road.

  "Damn it, what a luxury!" Ouyang Xuan cursed in his heart and walked over without any politeness, sitting down on the back seat.

  Takeru Shiba sat in the driver's seat, started the car and drove at a very slow speed through the Japanese-style garden.

  The cool autumn wind blew gently, and the leaves fell continuously from the treetops, among which many were fiery red maple leaves. For a moment, this beautiful scenery made Ouyang Xuan somewhat intoxicated.

  Soon, the tour bus passed through two symmetrical clear ponds and stopped in front of a huge Japanese-style wooden house surrounded by fiery red maple trees.

  "Mr. Ouyang, we've arrived, please get off!" said Takechi Shizuo, turning his head around.

  "Thank you!" Ouyang Xuan, although having a bad impression of these Japanese people, still maintained basic courtesy!

  After getting off the car, Takeo turned the sightseeing bus around and immediately a tall and thin Japanese man came out in front of the wooden house. He bowed to Ouyang Xuan and said respectfully: "Mr. Ouyang, my name is Fukuda Hirotsugu, Master Koji has been waiting for you inside for a long time, please follow me!"

  "How cunning Tanaka Kōsuke is, setting up such a big formation to do what? Trying to use wealth and arrogance to suppress me?!?" Ouyang Xuan sneered in his heart, his face calm as he said: "In our China, when guests arrive, the host will always take the initiative to welcome them! Haven't you Japanese people learned this point until now?!"

  Fukada Hirotsugu looked embarrassed, and since Ouyang Xuan seemed to have no intention of moving, he could only bow again and say: "I'm very sorry for the rudeness. Please wait a moment, I'll go ask Master Kousuke right away!" After that, Fukada Hirotsugu hastily left.

  "Hmph, think you can intimidate me with your 'power'? Bring it on, this little trick is something we Chinese mastered 5,000 years ago!" Ou Yang Xuan disdainfully curled his lip and stood quietly in front of the wooden house, calmly taking in the beautiful scenery.

  Before long, footsteps sounded inside the wooden house, and a Japanese man in white kimono hurried out under the leadership of Fukuda Hirotsugu.

  Ouyang Xuan knew this must be Tanaka Koji, and he carefully sized him up: his appearance and build were similar to those of Tanaka Hirokazu, but slightly different. This Tanaka Koji was probably around thirty years old, with a deeper and more mature air than Tanaka Hirokazu, and behind his calm eyes hid an sharpness that was difficult to fathom.

  "Mr. Ouyang! I'm Tanaka Koji, I'm terribly sorry, please forgive me!" Tanaka Koji came before Ou Yang Xuan and bowed deeply.

  "It's too kind of you to say that. As an ordinary Chinese person, I don't have such a great reputation and it's only fitting!" Ouyang Xuan said calmly.

  Tanaka's face was slightly embarrassed, and he continued: "I'm really sorry, please don't mind! Mr. Ouyang, I've already prepared a banquet at my humble abode, please follow me!" Tanaka, who had been killed by Ouyang Xuan's prestige, was much more polite.

  Having saved face, Ouyang Xuan also put away his haughty attitude and followed Tian Zhonghong into the wooden house.

  The wooden house has a floor that emits a faint fragrance, and walking on it barefoot is very comfortable.

  Ouyang Xuan shook his head: "It's said that Chinese people love to enjoy themselves, but I think Japanese people are even more extravagant than us!"

  A few people turned several corridors and came to a spacious large living room, where a small table was set with a few Japanese-style dishes and two jugs of clear wine.

  Next to the case were two beautiful girls in kimono, kneeling on the ground and welcoming with respect.

  "Mr. Ouyang, please take a seat!" Tanaka Koji gestured.

  Ouyang Xuan disliked the Japanese-style seiza sitting method, but had no choice and sat down with his legs crossed.

  Right away, the two kimono-clad girls picked up the wine jug and filled a cup for each of Ouyang Xuan and Tanaka Koji.

  "Mr. Ouyang, from what I've heard from my subordinates, it seems like you're trying to slap me in the face. Is that really the case?" Tanaka Koji suddenly said.

  Ouyang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, glanced at Tanaka Koji, and sneered: "Exactly what I meant!"

  "Hehe——" Tanaka Yokosuke smiled nonchalantly, nodding his head and bowing slightly: "I know Mr. Ouyang is very angry right now, this is indeed our fault, please forgive us!"

  "Whatever you see is unnecessary, just say it, how are you going to solve this matter?" Ouyang Xuan said calmly.

  Tanaka Yokoi didn't say a word, he just raised his wine glass and nodded at Ouyang Xuan before downing it in one gulp.

  Ouyang Xuan didn't drink, he just looked at him coldly.

  Tanaka Yokosuke was slightly embarrassed and could only say to himself, "Mr. Ouyang must know that the Tanaka Financial Group is Japan's largest financial group, controlling many electronics, finance, manufacturing enterprises, with a great influence worldwide!"

  "I know that," Ouyang Xuan suddenly interrupted Tanaka Koji, saying coldly: "Your Tanaka conglomerate is wealthy and powerful, but there's no need to always bring it up to intimidate a poor kid like me!"

  "Not like this!" Tanaka Kousuke hastily shook his head and explained: "I didn't mean that, please listen to me, Mr. Ouyang!"

  Ouyang Xuan did not respond with a yes or no, and quietly listened.

  "In Japan, there are several influential financial groups besides our Tanaka group, such as Mitsui, Mitsubishi, and Sumitomo. These groups have formed a council for Japanese development to coordinate conflicts between the groups and develop mutually beneficial strategies, which has great influence. For many years, the chairman of this council has been from our Tanaka group, but other groups like Mitsui have never given up their pursuit of the top spot in Japan." Tanaka Kousuke said quietly.

  "Wait a minute, what does this have to do with me?" Ouyang Xuan was getting impatient.

  "Of course, it's related. Mr. Ouyang, an ordinary Chinese student, defeated Yamada Toshiya and Tengata Kōnosuke with ease, then defeated his younger brother, and finally, even I, one of Japan's top ten swordsmen, was defeated by him. This incident has spread to Japan and will inevitably be ridiculed by other financial groups. Regardless of the cause of this incident, we, the Tanaka Financial Group, cannot afford such consequences, or else we may be seen as weak and lose our position as chairman of the Japan Development Council!" Tanaka Kōsuke said with a serious face.

  Ouyang Xuan understood and sneered: "So, from the beginning of this matter, no matter who was right or wrong, you Tianzhong Financial Group must regain face, isn't that so?"

  "Yes, Mr. Ouyang, I'm very sorry, for the honor and development of our Tanaka Zaibatsu, we must do this!" Tanaka Koji bowed again!

  "I'm not interested in knowing about your Japanese affairs, all I know is that this matter was wrong from the start and it's still dragging on after Tanaka Kōichi's formal duel. It makes me very angry!" ōu Yǔn said coldly: "My patience also has a limit, although I won't call the police, but if it continues like this, I won't show mercy again!"

  Tanaka Kousuke's face was very awkward, and anyone who was caught by the nose would not be happy. He bowed his head again and said: "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble. I promise you that this time I've brought the best three masters from Japan, regardless of whether we win or lose, we won't bother you anymore!"

  "Is it? But I have some doubts about your credibility as Japanese people!" Ou Yang Xuan said with disdain.

  Tanaka Yokoi's expression was complex, and he said solemnly: "I am willing to swear in the name of Amaterasu Okami that regardless of whether I win or lose this martial arts competition, I will not bother Mr. Ouyang again!"

  "Alright, let's stop the nonsense and get started!" Ouyang Xuan suddenly stood up, his voice cold: "I won't show any mercy this time, you so-called experts are on your own!"

  Tanaka Hiroshi was taken aback and hastily said, "Mr. Ouyang, although it's very impolite, this is a martial arts competition after all. Please spare my life! If someone were to die, it would be difficult for both China and Japan to explain!"

  "I won't kill you, but I don't guarantee anything else!" Ouyang sneered: "However, before the martial arts competition, I still have to do one more thing!"

  "What's going on?" Tanaka Koji asked in puzzlement.

  "It's a slap in the face!" Ou Yang Xuan's sharp eyes flashed with cold light, and a fierce straight punch came whistling, aiming directly at Tanaka Koji's nose.

  "Bang!" Tanaka Hiroshi was caught off guard and was punched squarely by Ouyang Xuan, unable to hold back a muffled groan as he stumbled backward several steps before falling to the ground.

  Tanaka Kōsuke's nasal bone was crushed, his face covered in blood, and for a moment he saw stars, unable to struggle to his feet.

  "I always keep my word!" Ouyang Xuan pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the bloodstains off his fist.

  "Hah!" Deep-sea Hirotsugu was furious, roaring loudly as he charged towards Ouyang Xuan.

  "Mass production is not allowed without permission!" Tanaka Kōsuke suddenly shouted.

  "Master!" Deeply hurt, Hirotsugu's face contorted in a scowl.

  "Halt! Withdraw!" Tanaka Kōsuke bellowed in anger.

  "Hah!" Hikita Kouzou scowled and backed away.

  Tanaka Yokoi struggled to get up, and a kimono-clad girl beside him hastily brought over a basin of clear water and handed him a towel.

  Tanaka Hiroshi cleaned himself up a bit, applied some medicine to his wounds, and barely stopped the bleeding before looking at Ouyang Xuan with a bitter smile and saying: "Mr. Ouyang, you have quite a heavy fist!"

  "I hope you remember the lesson and don't come looking for trouble with me again, I'm not a patient person!" Ouyang Xuan said calmly.

  "I understand! Go and invite Take no Jiken and others to come here!" Tanaka Kōsuke nodded painfully.

  "Ah!" replied Fukao, and he withdrew.

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