Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Japan is located in the Pacific Rim of Volcanoes and Seismic Belt. Because of this, earthquakes in this country are extremely frequent.

But equally, this country's hot springs are also world-famous.

At the beginning of the eternal night, in a private manor 80 kilometers away from Tokyo.

There was light snow falling in the sky, and Du Hao's whole body was immersed in the hot spring.

The pieces of snowflakes were scattered above the head, and were eventually melted by the heat of the hot springs, evaporating into a little bit of water vapor, adding to the haze.

A mixture of cold and hot!

"I wonder if Mr. Xuan Yu is satisfied with the unique hot springs at the foot of Mount Fuji?" Momotani Rena was wearing a kimono, her hair was pulled up high, and she had light makeup on her face. She walked slowly towards Du Hao with a smile. .

Du Hao didn't answer, he closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Momotani Rena was not impatient, she stood there quietly like a waiter, without getting too close or retreating.

After an unknown amount of time, Du Hao slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Your young master, you invited me here and you don't intend to see me?"

"With such a big air, it's hard for me to believe in your sincerity."

Momotani Reina smiled, as if she had already understood Du Hao's question: "The young master is busy with official matters, so Reina is asked to serve Mr. Xuanyu first. When Mr. Xuanyu is satisfied, the young master will also I should have finished my business."

"When the time comes, Mr. Xuan Yu can have a drink with the young master and discuss important matters together."

She reached out to the waistband of her kimono and pulled gently. The kimono that was tightly wrapped around her body naturally fell apart and fell to the ground along her shoulders.

Plump and exquisite!

Momotani Rena's figure is not the best, but it is still good. Coupled with the fact that she exercises regularly, as a mortal, she is no worse than the average practitioner.

Moreover, since he is in Japan, he knows a lot about some cultures, and his skills are also captivating. When walking, whether his eyes smile or his plump and trembling body, it can arouse men's most primitive desire.

Du Hao did not look back at her, but raised his hand and gently pinched a snowflake floating towards him.

This snowflake had melted a lot, but it was still easily held by Du Hao, and it didn't even melt in his hand.

At this time, Momotani Reina was only five steps away from him.

Whoosh!

Bang!

There was an explosion, and a deep crack appeared on the cobblestone road half a meter in front of Rena Momotani, separating her and Du Hao.

You can even vaguely see, in the deepest part, a piece of snow that is gradually melting!

"Cross the line, die."

While Momotani Rena's face turned pale, Du Hao's cold voice reached her ears.

She didn't know whether it was because she was scared or because she was cold, but Momotani Rena's body was shaking a little more, but she still tried her best to keep her face as calm as possible.

She didn't know whether she should move forward. According to the instructions above, she should indeed step forward to serve Du Hao, but she also knew that if she really crossed the line, she might be killed by Du Hao instantly!

After all, she is only human.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Just as there was a moment of silence in the field, clapping sounded in the next room.

A smile appeared on Du Hao's lips and he lowered his raised hand again.

"Mr. Du is really powerful. This move showed me how powerful you are." A young man wearing casual clothes with a bit of snow on his forehead walked over while clapping his hands.

This young man's appearance can be said to be a mixture of wildness and elegance, giving people a very inconsistent feeling.

But it makes people look quite handsome. A powerful aura naturally emerges while walking, like an unsheathed sword, dazzling!

And the words he just said were not in Japanese, but in Chinese!

Speak fluent Chinese!

Seeing the young man, Momotani Rena quickly lowered her head and said respectfully: "Master!"

The young man waved his hand and did not look at Momotani Rena's body. In his eyes, this body was not worth his eyes at all: "Go down and let Mr. Du and I have a chat alone."

"yes!"

From the time Momotani Rena came in until she left, Du Hao was still soaking in the hot spring, motionless, and didn't even turn to look at the young man.

After a moment of silence, the young man bowed deeply to Du Hao: "Kono Hatsuyuki, please take care of me."

Hearing him announce his name, Du Hao slowly turned his head.

Under the gaze of those cold eyes, Kono Hatsuyuki did not feel any fear. That confident smile always hung on his face, never changing.

After looking at it, Du Hao said slowly: "You...have sword energy."

"Moreover, it's the sword energy of Jian Tomb."

He tapped his index finger lightly: "Who are you, Li Taibai of the Korean Sword Tomb?"

For Du Hao seeing through her identity, Kono Hatsuyuki was not surprised at all and answered very calmly: "Li Taibai is my master, and I am one of the Seven Sons of Sword Tomb."

"Seventh Son of Sword Tomb?"

Du Hao raised his eyebrows: "Park Xinxing?"

"That's my junior brother."

Kono Hatsuki smiled: "Mr. Du, do you have anything else to ask?"

Du Hao turned his head back to Kono Hatsuyuki, paused and said: "Your surname is Kono, you should be an important figure in Japan's Sony consortium, and you have mafia forces under you. According to a general statement, it can be said You are a Japanese princeling."

"But you also studied under the Korean swordsman Li Taibai. It's easy to say that you are treason."

"Now that you appear in front of me like this, aren't you afraid that I will tie you up and throw you to the Japanese government, leading to a conflict between Japan and South Korea?"

He smiled slightly: "After all, I don't have a good impression of the Tower of Babel and the Tomb of Swords. The chaos in their country is also good for me."

In response to Du Hao's question, Kono Hatsuyuki shook his head: "You won't do this, and you will even agree to our cooperation."

"Oh? Are you so sure?" Du Hao chuckled. He wanted to see what kind of bargaining chip Kono Hatsuyuki could bring to cooperate with him.

"The God wants you to die because of the Yama Sword. And you also want the God to die, in order to take revenge and plunder his wealth at the same time."

"And I want to let God pass away and create a Japan that belongs to mankind alone and will no longer be ruled by it."

"This favor will be repaid to you by the whole of Japan. Why not do it?"

In Kono Hatsuyuki's view, Du Hao should be satisfied with what he said.

After all, even if the special envoy from China comes, he cannot be allowed to promise this.

The whole Japanese favor!

Du Hao shook his head: "Do you really think I am a three-year-old child?"

He stared at Kono Hatsuyuki with burning eyes: "You are definitely not killing the evil god in order to create a Japan that belongs only to mankind. In that case, Japan will only become a slave in the face of many forces."

"Tell me your true purpose. Why do you want the evil god to die?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Kono Hatsuyuki's forehead. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "There is more than one god involved in the internal disputes at the Tower of Babel."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air became even colder.