Return to the City: The Strongest King

The Japanese expert leading the group was named Matsumoto Ningji. At that moment, he gestured with his hand. He too was considering this issue. If they were to resort to force, they might not lose, but given the ghostly agility of the other party, his side would surely pay a heavy price. It would be a case of the gains not making up for the losses.

Then there was that other woman, who, although she hadn’t made a move, showed no slowness in her actions during the chase. She was clearly also a master. If her combat strength was as strong as this man’s, then they were more likely to lose instead.

Matsumoto Ningji said, "Sir, why don’t we talk about a deal then?"

Song Xiaodong replied indifferently, "How do you propose we talk?"

Matsumoto Ningji said, "There are a total of eight fruits on that tree. You take four, we take four."

Song Xiaodong responded calmly, "These fruits are ours. Why should we give them to you?"

"Mr., you can set the conditions. Whether you want money or something else, we can provide it."

Song Xiaodong sneered coldly, "This is China’s territory. The belongings here are China’s. You Japanese people come to our China to take our things, why would I give them to you? Even if you bring something very important, I will not give it to you."

Matsumoto Ningji’s face darkened as he said, "Sir, we are determined to have these fruits. If you will not yield, then we will have to use the most extreme measures."

"Are you planning to use force?" Song Xiaodong’s smile grew even wider.