The translator returned to the car, asked the gray-haired man a few words, then turned back and said yes, let's go to the nearby Wanxiang Club to talk.
Zamao Xiaodao and I somehow got back into the car and followed the Japanese convoy to leave Wild Donkey Island.
On the way, Lao Xiao told me that the guys who stole things yesterday were probably these Japanese. It was amazing. They were able to track us down in less than a day. The little Japanese intelligence work was incredible.
Just like at the door of your own home. I said, from what you said, the Japanese already suspected that we had a hand in the middle and took away the ten-year resurrection grass and the unknown red fruit?
Lao Xiao nodded and said that even the robbery of our room yesterday might have been done by these grandsons.
I feel the same way, and feel a little sad in my heart. In my land of Greater China, these grandsons are so tyrannical, so no one will care about them?
When we arrived at a club with an elegant environment, the white-haired middle-aged man was already waiting in a room, accompanied by the translator, but the Japanese boy Kato Haruji was not there. Zamao Xiaodao and I came in, and the translator introduced us grandly.
I met this white-haired middle-aged man and said he was Mr. Kato Kazuo, the senior representative of XX Co., Ltd. in China. Kato Kazuo was sitting, even and steady, like a king, showing his domineering side. Xiao Keming and I sat down opposite, Xiao Keming
Let this translation stop talking nonsense, and for the sake of your dollars, ask quickly.
Kato Kato stared at us, his small eyes had a tiny light, and he asked: "Did the two gentlemen steal the Dragon's Blood Resurrection Grass that I ordered at the Botanical Garden? If so, I am willing to buy it back at the same price." He
As soon as he said it, the translator immediately translated his meaning to us simultaneously. I was a little surprised that I couldn't see this wretched translator, but he had such skills! Wouldn't it be great for him to watch Japanese dramas?
But envy is envy, Lao Xiao and I still said in unison: No!
I said how is this possible? What do you mean?
Kato Kazuo smiled and said that we Ming people do not do secret things. We have inquired and found that among the people who came to Hu Sang, you, Lu Sang, had the clearest purpose. Moreover, the Dragon Blood Soul-Severing Grass was stolen a day later. In fact,
You don’t need to think about it to know that it was you who did it, right?
I was too lazy to pay attention to him and asked him, "What kind of thinking do you have? You are already in the 21st century, and you still did the Marco Polo Bridge Incident?"
Kato Kazuo began to talk about his investment in China, how many people he had helped find employment and promoted the economic development of Jiangcheng. He also talked about how he had always had a friendly attitude towards China and how much he was loved by the employees in his factory. I
Hold your head high and listen carefully. Indeed, I won’t talk about the big principles. That is the business of economists. However, I have traveled to the Pearl River Delta region for several years, met some Japanese companies, and once joined one. Generally speaking,
Generally speaking, the wages and welfare benefits of Japanese companies are relatively higher, but the rules inside are so strict that it can make people collapse. The treatment of Japanese employees and Chinese employees, the grade difference, is so strict that it makes people feel like going back to the 1980s.
The former Japanese puppets felt that Foxconn had inherited the management style of Japanese companies, which is evident from this.
Seeing that we had no reaction, Kato Kazuo started to become more emotional. He said that the reason why he wanted to find Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass (in Japanese terms) was because he had a lovely 18-year-old daughter who turned into a child due to a car accident.
After he was in a vegetative state, and after confirming that there was no breakthrough in medicine, he turned to other ways to find a solution. Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass is said to be refined by capable religious figures in Japanese Shinto and can retrieve his daughter's soul, so be sure to ask two people.
Returned so that a father could see his poor daughter again.
He cried so much that even I was so moved that I couldn't help but shed a liter of tears.
I thought of Aya Ikeuchi.
But when he asked again, I still said, no.
His face began to change. It was livid and stiff. It reminded me of the image of the bald old section chief of the Japanese company I worked for before. He asked with a cold face, are you sure? There is an old Chinese saying, "Don't say goodbye."
If you don't drink a toast, you'll be punished with a fine drink. I have evidence. Do you two want me to send you to jail?
Is the evidence he mentioned the loophole we had that night?
I suddenly stood up and laughed loudly, saying, "Have you seen this? In Chinese territory, I want to see how arrogant you are." I turned around and walked away, but I didn't leave the trail, so I shamelessly asked the translator for "
"Conversation fee". As soon as I left the door of the box, I was stopped by a thin figure, it was Kato Haruji. He stood in front of me, covered by my figure, but like a stubborn grass, aloof. He stared coldly
Looking at me, with an inexplicable melancholy on his face, he asked me: "Have you taken the Dragon Blood Resurrection Grass? If you have, give it to me quickly. I will give you money, two million! How about it, Chinese? This grass,
I’m here to save Sister Qin’e’s life.”
I told him to roll the ball and scolded the guy next door. Looking at the wretched look on your face, a good dog isn’t blocking the road, do you understand?
I walked away forcefully, and he pulled my sleeves and cursed, saying that you are a rude man, you deserve to die (this should be Bage Yalu). As soon as I struggled, I didn't expect my center of gravity to shift, the world was spinning, and I was actually knocked down.
The little man was thrown out all of a sudden, and his butt landed on the ground, hurting, and it felt like his pelvic bone was about to burst. My face turned red after being thrown down, and I was about ten centimeters taller than him.
, he was a lot bigger than him, but he was thrown to the ground all of a sudden, which really hurt his self-esteem.
I jumped up all of a sudden, rushed over like crazy, and struggled with him.
I didn't expect this guy to be a martial artist, like judo. He caught my fist with his right hand, twisted his left hip, three times and two times, and pinned me to the ground. My muscles were so sore that I couldn't use any strength in my joints.
, no matter how hard I struggled, I realized that I couldn’t use the power of the Golden Silkworm Gu anymore. The little thing fell into a deep sleep, and I became the useless person I was before, even though I had a handful more
Although his strength is not good enough, he can fight in a group fight, but when compared with such professionally trained people, he is blinded.
There is no skill!
My face was pressed to the ground, unable to move, and I felt so depressed that I wanted to go crazy.
Ten seconds later, Kato Haruji let me go, looked at me indifferently, raised his eyebrows, and said maybe, how could such a weak guy become the opponent I imagined? I look up to you, Grass Stealer.
, maybe there should be someone else. Go away, don’t let me see you again... He was talking arrogantly, when someone suddenly grabbed his neck from behind, banged him, and held him down with great force.
I stood on the smooth floor tiles, and then I heard a man's roar: "You scolded the guy next door, how dare you, a little Japanese, hit my brother! Don't you want to live anymore?"
I got up and happened to see Xiao Keming pressing down on Kato Haruji and pinching him so hard that he couldn't move at this moment.
I remembered that Lao Xiao had boasted that he had the power of an ox, and this time it seemed that it was indeed true.
Seeing his indignant look, I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart.
It is said that suffering is a blessing. I have suffered so much from this bastard, and it is not in vain.
The bodyguards had been paying attention to this area, and as soon as they saw that their own people had suffered a loss, they immediately surrounded them, and the conflict was about to break out.
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More than a dozen people immediately surrounded Xiao Keming and me.
Hearing the commotion here, Kato Kazuo and the translator inside both came out. Kato Kazuo saw this scene and stared coldly at the Zamao Trail, saying stop making trouble, do you need me to call the police? I asked Lao Xiao to stop, he
He let go of Kato Haruji, then stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "Mr. Kato, you are a wealthy patron, but your son is an impulsive guy. If you don't agree with me, let's just say goodbye."
Zamao Xiaodao and I left together. The bodyguard next to us wanted to surround us, but the white-haired guy sighed and said no.
The two of us got back in the car and drove away from the club.
Lao Xiao saw the marks on my neck and asked if it was okay? I said it was okay and was bitten by the dog. He laughed and said, why did you become soft all of a sudden? This is not like you. I frowned and said,
The golden silkworm Gu was dormant, and I couldn't rely on its power. The boy knew how to use his hands, so he knelt down all of a sudden. He was surprised and asked how your bug could have such a phenomenon. It couldn't be because he ate the fruit.
Is the ball hung up?
I spat at him and said how could it be possible? I have always had a slight connection with it in my consciousness, and it was true that I had eaten too much.
Old Xiao laughed and said that you are the same guy. Since Golden Silkworm Gu followed you, it has never had a good life. Isn’t the food of Golden Silkworm Gu a poisonous creature? What do you feed it every day? Feed it pig and cow offal mixed with Erguotou.
! Oh my god, you can’t imagine such a weird food. This time when it sees something good, it’s natural for it to eat first. Yes, eat my share. If not, you have to compensate me.
I sighed and said I won’t share the chat fee with you.
Zamao Xiaodao saw me twisting my neck and asked if it hurt? I said yes. He asked if he wanted to find a chance to deal with that kid. He killed someone early yesterday morning, right? Or should we report it to the police? I said I want them to ask you.
How did you know, and how did you answer? He came up with another idea, saying how about we find an opportunity to beat him up? After he said it, he felt that it was wrong. There were so many bodyguards? He sighed and said that you killed Wang Luohe.
You were so awesome back then, why are you like this now? Why don't you let go?
I was driving the car and said angrily that the golden silkworm Gu had fallen asleep. What kind of furry poison could I get?
As I cursed like this, I couldn't help but miss this fat bug in my body. I felt that sometimes it was a bit like rights and the taste of poison. Once it was gone, I felt suddenly lost and felt like a retiree who had retired from a high position.
Veteran cadre. I thought of the Japanese boy again. He had a weird personality, was decisive in his advice, and didn't even blink at killing people. He was a ruthless character. Moreover, I had a vague feeling that he was a little extraordinary and had some repulsion to the things around him. He must be wearing something.
Even if the golden silkworm Gu is there, I may not be sure to kill him.
Well, a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years, I will endure it.
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