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9 The Second Millennium Imprisonment of Fujika

9 The second thousand-year imprisonment that Tengjia endured, I ignored her jokes and was thinking nervously in my mind.

The door of the Crown Car popped open, and the big man slowly got out of the car, raised his head and waved his arms to me. On the surface, Tengjia's death did not bring any blow to him. He was still in high spirits and well-dressed.

"Feng, promise me a condition. Qin is yours, and I won't touch a hair of Miss Gu. How about that?" Although it was in a negotiating tone, the whole courtyard was full of murderous muzzles, and troops were already approaching the city. I

It seems that there is no way out except signing an alliance under the city.

I leaned against the window, and Gu Qingcheng followed me.

"What are the conditions?" I waved to him in return, and at the same time lowered my voice calmly: "Miss Gu, if you want the piano, just follow my arrangements. Go downstairs in a while, erase the word '五湖', and at the same time,

The quotation is reduced by a hundred times -" These words were almost whispered in her ears, and you could smell the lovely fragrance wafting from the tips of her hair.

She blinked her eyes continuously and smiled knowingly, already understanding what I meant.

If this guqin has undergone different changes before and after Toka's death, the only person who knows about it is myself, so I can easily cover up this process. The most expensive guqin in the Japanese musical instrument market is only 200,000 US dollars, so I can only try to belittle the "five"

The value of the guqin will make big people no longer value it.

No matter what secret is hidden in the guqin, I hope that my own people can get it instead of losing it in vain in the hands of the Japanese.

The big man raised his thick eyebrows: "Come down and talk, I think you will accept it."

The members of the Gunslingers Association and the tycoons all retreated into the house and never stepped out of the house. Everyone knew that once the big shot arrived, all within a few kilometers of Xunfu Garden were the elite forces of the special police, and they acted rashly.

, just destroying themselves and leaving their corpses in the wilderness.

What I think is most regrettable is that the four watchtowers did not emit the most obvious deterrent force. Perhaps the weapons equipped are still too low-level to compete with foreign enemies. This is also the truth of "a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake"

, on Japanese territory, it would be unwise to directly confront the local police.

"Okay, I'll be down soon." I turned around and walked towards the stairs. The people led by Ying Dao immediately divided into two groups, with Gu Qingcheng and me in the middle, and we walked down the stairs together.

The sun was shining brightly outside the hall, and all the doors on both wings were closed. No one was around. I saw at least thirty camouflaged cameras spinning in the corner. This was the result of anti-terrorism experts. People in the room did not have to go out.

, you can monitor everything in the yard.

The big man clasped his hands behind his back, with a victor's smile on his face: "Feng, you are a smart man. You will know my conditions just thinking about it. Is there any need to say more?"

Since he took over the throne, his ambitions have been obvious. What he has been pursuing is just the word "power". This can be seen by almost all experts who analyze Asian military issues. He wants a lot of power, national and East Asian.

, Asia and even the world. At present, he has completed the first step of "conquering the world with carrots". The next step is likely to be like the Americans, pursuing a "big stick" policy and reshaping the image of a powerful country with force.

Already.

I stared at his face that suddenly flushed with excitement, and suddenly felt that his idea was really ridiculous - "We only have one earth. The United States wants to dominate, Russia wants to dominate, the small African countries want to dominate, Iraq wants to dominate, and even the small countries in East Asia want to dominate."

North Korea, Japan, and South Korea all want to dominate, so how many independent parts can this earth be divided into to meet the needs of so many countries? What is the difference between the actions and intentions of the big shots and the war maniacs in Iraq?"

"You want 'Wrath of the Sun'? Do you really think that I can go to the bottom of the sea to get that gem?" I laughed easily. So far, entering the bottom of the sea is still a mirror image, just out of reach.

But I also want to go in. Although the goal is slightly different from the tycoon's expectations, it is the same goal.

"Yes, you can definitely do it." The big man was very sure.

Under his high trust, I knew that no matter how I explained, it would be useless, so I simply admitted frankly: "Yes, I can, but at the moment I hope you can be noble and let Miss Gu leave Japan with the guqin. The guqin is exchanged for gems.

Business is more cost-effective for you, right?"

The big man glanced at Gu Qingcheng, and the depths of his eyes suddenly lit up. Men often behave like this when they see a girl they are interested in. In fact, Gu Qingcheng is not "amazing" but very "

She is a "good-looking" girl. I realized this after only having a brief contact with her.

"Ms. Gu, don't you want to say something about this guqin?" The big shot did not apologize for the fierce and sudden offense of the SWAT police, but acted as if nothing had happened, full of the host's enthusiasm. A successful man in his fifties

Men, like big men and tycoons, may be attracted to young and charming girls, but I understand very well that their actions are like striking a match to burn pebbles, which is just a waste of time and energy.

Regarding the courtesy of the big shot, Gu Qingcheng maintained a neither humble nor arrogant attitude: "If you can get rid of these rude bullies first, I will indeed be happy to express my opinion on the guqin, but I am really not interested now - if not

Mr. Feng took action in time, and my wrist should have been injured by their mace handcuffs by now."

Gu Qingcheng is not the kind of mean girl who feels inferior to her bones when she meets a big shot. This fact makes me feel a secret joy.

The special police officer I just left behind has been rescued by his companions, but his legs and feet were seriously injured. His history of serving the Japanese people probably ends here. If it were a simple fight between the two sides, maybe I would not take too heavy a blow, and I would have to do it anyway.

Leave an escape route for the other party, but he should not use the Japanese "national curse". Almost all Chinese people are naturally allergic to the phrase "Baga", and they often get into a fight impulsively because of this.

The big shot was rejected, a smile condensed on his face, he turned around and winked at Yingdao - Yingdao whistled, and the group of special police officers immediately formed a team, quickly boarded the police car, and quietly exited the villa.

This was just a "demonstration" by the Japanese. On the surface it was against the Sharpshooter Association, but in fact it was an action by the big shots to "force me into the palace." Unfortunately, he could never understand that at this time I wanted to go deep into the sea more than anyone else.

, to find out what is going on, it turns out that his request is just a matter of course.

Gu Qingcheng suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Although your country's special police force claims to be the country's iron wall and rejuvenation force, its combat quality and humanistic accomplishments are so bad that it makes people laugh. Mr. Feng, what do you think?"

I shrugged my shoulders. When I was in the living room on the second floor, I could defeat the four special police officers at any time if I wanted to. Yingdao is the most famous among the bodyguards of big shots, but I am more than half sure about marksmanship and fighting.

I am better than him in cold weapon combat, and if it was a life and death fight, he would not be able to survive ten moves in my hands.

"Yes, maybe Japan's special police force should continue to learn from its American allies and at least reach the mid-level level of the Marine Corps. Otherwise, how can we protect our beloved Japanese people?" I echoed Gu Qingcheng's words - "Ha, yes.

"Yes, your country's inferiority and horror are also reflected in entertainment specials about monsters flying all over the sky. Or maybe the citizens are not worried about future security issues because there are very powerful Ultraman protecting this beautiful sea paradise?" Gu Qingcheng

I didn't want to let go of this satirical topic about the Japanese, but I shut up in time and didn't want to show off my quick words.

Under the singing of the two of us, the big man was able to keep smiling again: "I will forward your sincere suggestions to the National Security and Defense Agency. The Japanese police will definitely be able to protect Japan, and by extension, protect peace in the Pacific Rim region."

peaceful."

He took out a white card from his pocket and handed it to Gu Qingcheng with both hands humbly: "Miss Gu, with this personal business card of mine, you can pass through customs without hindrance. I wish you a safe journey."

The "courtesy" and "forbearance" of the Japanese are the shining points of Yamato's national character. When the big man got into the car and drove away from the villa, Gu Qingcheng and I looked at each other and sincerely admired the big man's accomplishments in these two skills.

There was a blooming golden chrysanthemum printed on the center of the card, and in the upper right corner was a shrunken Japanese sun flag without a single word. Gu Qingcheng held the card in his hand and flicked two fingers in the wind.

He asked with a hint of regret: "Mr. Feng, it's a pity that I have to rush back to Hong Kong Island and can't witness your diving treasure hunt with my own eyes. I have heard many legends about the 'Wrath of the Sun God', both false and true.

There are already over a hundred fake versions, I wonder which version you will follow?"

She frowned and put the card into her purse.

The twilight of late winter and early spring came very quickly, as if it was covered all at once. Before the street lights came on, the relationship between me and Gu Qingcheng suddenly became much closer because of the twilight mist surrounding us.

"How to start? I don't have a particularly complete plan yet." I didn't want to reveal too much in front of her.

She pointed in the direction where the big shot was leaving, pushed up her glasses, and a meaningful smile appeared on her face: "The Japanese's island culture is causing trouble, and it is absolutely impossible to allow other Asians to step in and get a share of the pie. Here,

In addition to being fragmented and assimilated, foreign cultures will disappear in such a way that 'the obedient will prosper and the unfaithful will perish'. Therefore, I feel that cooperating with them is more difficult to deal with than seeking the skin of a tiger."

Gu Qingcheng's views on the Japanese coincide with mine. Before obtaining the "Wrath of the Sun God", the big shots might be responsive to my requests and be generous. But when I lose my use value, you can imagine the change in their expressions.

The phone in her purse suddenly rang - "Let's go take a look at the guqin first. In fact, before you reminded me, I had already done some processing on the appearance of the handwriting. It's just that I'm a little confused..." She only listened.

There was an incoming call ringtone, but I didn't take out the phone in time to check it.

Qin was in the last room on the right wing, and the door was locked. When she took out the key and opened the door, the confusion on her face deepened: "Mr. Feng, I don't know if you can feel it. There is an extremely deep feeling on this piano."

resentment?"

I touched my chin and asked, "Is it the piano? Or the house?"

The pattern of "nine-headed bird struggling for life" often unknowingly adds a tense and depressing atmosphere in people's minds. I thought her feelings were influenced by the villa.

The lock core made two "click, click" sounds, and when it was opened, a light breath of moisture hit my face. No need to explain, I also understand that the preservation of cultural relics and antiques can only be done if the appropriate temperature and humidity environment is provided.

It greatly prolongs their lifespan and does not fade or decay.

The room was empty except for the piano on a table covered in red velvet in the middle.

"I have loosened all the pegs to let the strings rest. You know, without them, we won't be able to make that kind of ringing sound in the future." She stopped at the door and looked around the four corners alertly.

Yes. In fact, every corner of the room can be seen clearly at a glance, and there is no hiding place. There is a slender rose-red ribbon tied to the air outlet of the air conditioner, which is blown by the wind.

Go, other than that, it's quiet.


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