northernbook Chapter 1552 Top of Japan
Chapter 1552 Top of Japan
When Su Chen got off the bus, he immediately attracted the attention of thousands of people at the foot of Mount Fuji, whether it was Japanese political and business leaders, warriors from all over East Asia, or ordinary tourists who were stopped at the foot of the mountain. He turned his attention to Su Chen.
Some people want to see what this recently-famous god-level powerhouse looks like, and some people want to see the person who can be greeted by the political and business leaders of the whole Japan, thousands of policemen block Mount Fuji, and make such a big scene. Who is it.
On a slope at the foot of the mountain, there was a group of people who were very conspicuous. They were almost all dressed in taekwondo uniforms, with black belts tied around their waists. They were tall and handsome.
This is a person from the Korean martial arts world.
One of them, a handsome young man in a white suit, squinted, looked at Su Chen's figure, and said, "Is he the Su Chen who has become famous in the last year? He's really young.
Li Zaitian, the head of the Samsung Li Family Shadow Department in South Korea, is full of talent and ruthless in life.
"Li Shao, this Su Chen is not simple. According to our investigation, a year ago, he was just an ordinary student in China, and he even angered a son of a local powerful person who was put into a sack and sank into a lake.
A month later, he suddenly appeared, and then he was out of control, as if he had changed to another person. In just one year, he became a powerhouse in the realm of the gods.
As I speculate, something must have happened during the 20 month he was missing. "
A burly middle-aged man said.
Park Jung-eun, the eldest apprentice of Kang Shin-chul, the director of the Korean National Art Museum, is the master of Hua Jin.
A light flashed in Li Zaitian's eyes, and he didn't know what to think, but he sighed: "It's a pity.
Park Zhengen shook his head and said: "The world has changed drastically, a person like him, if there is no accident, is destined to shine, but it is a pity that he provokes Liu Yuansi, it is destined to have no good end, I hope he can live from Come down from the mountain.
Zhuo Lanyue's "Huh" pulled Kawasaki Nami back from her shock. She looked at Zhuo Lanyue in disbelief and said, "You know him?"
Zhuo Lanyue looked at Su Chen's figure, a trace of uncertainty flashed in her eyes, but she still nodded and said, "Forget it, let's count it as acquaintance."
Liu Jintao looked at the much-anticipated teenager and said in shock, "Who is he?"
Zhuo Lanyue nodded and shook her head again.
The shock in her heart was no less than the two of them, and even stronger.
In the blink of an eye, the ordinary teenager who sat next to him and ate together became a big man who was greeted by Japanese political and business leaders.
This strong sense of contrast made her a little unacceptable for a while.
Isn't he his cousin's classmate?
Isn't he a child of an ordinary family?
Doesn't he only know martial arts?
How can it become like this?
Thinking about it carefully, in fact, the scene in front of me has already had a symptom.
When eating in Fukuoka City before, Su Chen subdued the gang members with three punches and two feet, indicating that he is not an ordinary person.
Later, when she was at Itsukushima Shrine, she saw Su Chen even with the Japanese princess, indicating that his identity was unusual.
However, the scene in front of him was a bit exaggerated.
She felt like a dream.
Who is Su Chen? Why does he have incredible abilities? Why does he make the entire Japanese high-level welcome?
All kinds of questions swirled in Zhuo Lanyue's mind, and the expression on her pretty face was also very complicated.
Just then, Su Chen moved.
The moment he got out of the car, Heimu Chuan came up to greet him, made a gesture of please, and said respectfully: "Lin Jun, the tutor has been waiting for a long time, please."
Since the last time he was taught by Su Chen at Fushimi Shrine, Kurokigawa never dared to underestimate Su Chen.
He finally realized the reality. Although Su Chen was not his master's opponent, he could not teach him a lesson. He was not on the same level as Su Chen.
Su Chen nodded and instructed Meidai Sakai to wait for him here. Under the leadership of Kurokigawa, he walked up the mountain along the road.
On both sides of the road is a blockade composed of thousands of heavily armed policemen, keeping all the tourists out.
When Su Chen was walking slowly up, hundreds of tourists around him all turned their attention to him, wondering what his identity was and what his origins were to make such a big scene.
Su Chen's face was indifferent, unaffected by these gazes.
Among the crowd, several women who looked like high school students became nympho, excited and said in Japanese: "Wow, this little brother is so handsome.
"Really handsome, I almost suffocated."9
"He looks so good, and I think I'm already in love with him.
Su Chen's current appearance is ordinary and unremarkable, not handsome at all, but a man is not a woman, he is either handsome or handsome, and more importantly, his identity, temperament, and ability.
Thousands of police officers on both sides opened the way, and there were Japanese political and business leaders waiting on it. Such a big scene gave Su Chen an invisible momentum.
In the eyes of these Japanese high school students who were brainwashed by anime, they suddenly felt so handsome, and they were so excited that they couldn't be themselves, like fans adding idols.
Seeing Su Chen getting closer, Zhuo Lanyue in the crowd suddenly became nervous, and her heart was beating wildly.
She wanted to stop Su Chen, but she didn't dare.
Seeing that Su Chen was about to pass in front of her eyes, she finally gathered up her courage, opened her mouth, and shouted.
"Lin, Su Chen..."
Her voice was too low, the weak mosquito chirping, drowned in the noise of the crowd.
After speaking, she felt a little regretful, her pretty face flushed, and she was extremely embarrassed.
Su Chen's footsteps stopped suddenly, he turned around slowly, saw Zhuo Lanyue in the crowd, and nodded with a smile.
In an instant, the eyes of countless people fell on Zhuo Lanyue, and emotions such as curiosity, envy, and doubt were included.
Being watched so much, for a while, Zhuo Lanyue felt a sense of vanity in her heart, and she was quite proud.
Su Chen is gone.
Zhuo Lanyue's heart has not yet calmed down, and many people's eyes still stay on her.
Liu Jintao looked at her in disbelief and said, "Do you really know each other?"
He originally thought that Zhuo Lanyue was in love with face, so he would say this. How could Zhuo Lanyue know someone who could be greeted by the Emperor of Japan.
But he didn't expect that Zhuo Lanyue seemed to really know the big man just now.
Kawasaki Nami suddenly became enthusiastic about Zhuo Lanyue, like a good sister who hadn't seen her for many years.
As the manager of the public relations department, she naturally knows who is valuable.
As long as the big people Zhuo Lanyue knows, say a few words to herself, I am afraid that she will be able to save decades of struggle.
Su Chen walked slowly up the mountain road.
At the foot of the mountain, he saw warriors from various countries in East Asia, and even warriors from Europe and the United States. He saw Mako, Jin Shanmao and others with sullen faces.
In the pavilion next to him, he saw Kazuo Mitsui, Kenichi Mitsubishi, Taro Asada, and even the Emperor.
In the end, Hei Muchuan pointed to the towering mountain peak in front of him and said, "The master is waiting for Lin Jun on the top of the mountain."
Su Chen stepped into Mount Fuji, the symbol of Japan.
The whole tower is more than 3,700 meters high. If it is an ordinary person, if it is necessary to climb the top of the mountain, I am afraid it will take at least a day.
And Su Chen's body changed, like a phantom, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The weather below is still summer, the trees are lush, the higher up, the colder the air, and the vegetation becomes coniferous forest, then low bushes, then grass, and then only snow remains, as if in the north and south Bipolar in general.
In about three or four breaths, Su Chen reached the top of the mountain.
The cold wind howled, as cold as a knife.
A handsome young man, with his hands on his back, stood on the top of Mount Fuji more than 3,000 meters, the cold wind was like a knife, and the corners of his clothes were fluttering. feet.
He turned his head slowly, a pair of black and white eyes, looked at Su Chen with a smile but not a smile, and said, "Lin Jun, you really did not disappoint me, and finally came."