He declined Renault's vague invitation, but Renault didn't mind. He smiled naively and strode away with the soft clay Kawamura in one hand. He pressed the watch button on his wrist and didn't know what he was talking about.
Seeing Renault disappear at the end of the alley, Shi Zhong turned around and strode in another direction. This direction was exactly the direction Fujiwara escaped.
Sensing a faint connection with the ghost-faced bat, Shi Zhong discovered traces of Fujiwara in a relatively remote place.
This is a cemetery, naturally sparsely populated.
At this time, Fujiwara was lying on the ground, gasping for air. Seeing someone approaching, he quickly tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. When he saw it was Shi Zhong, his expression suddenly changed. He didn't know it, so he held the handle of the knife tightly.
His hands were trembling a little.
The mental shock just now made Fujiwara unable to recover his strength, and his head went blank for a while. Fujiwara even had some doubts that his brain would not be damaged by the needle-like spike just now, right?
Shi Zhong stopped about ten meters away from Fujiwara and said: "Little Japan, you are running very fast!" He opened his hand and flicked it, and the green centipede flew out. Shi Zhong forgot that he had this guy, he was a Yin person.
The perfect killer weapon.
When Fujiwara saw another black shadow flying over, he was so frightened that he almost wet his pants and shouted: "Don't kill me!"
"Bata!"
The green centipede landed on Fujiwara's chest. When he saw it was a giant centipede that was more than one meter long, Fujiwara was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat. Looking at its densely packed legs, steel-like carapace, and swinging jaws and teeth at a close distance, it was like
Like steel pliers, Fujiwara had no doubt that there was no need to inject venom. Just the jaw teeth of this giant centipede could crush his own throat.
Fujiwara didn't dare to move.
Shi Zhong was a little surprised. Didn't it say that Japanese samurai were not afraid of death? Why was this guy so frightened when the knife was placed on his neck? Is it to confuse himself?
Shi Zhong's thoughts moved, and he saw a one-meter-long centipede crawling onto Fujiwara's neck. The cold tentacles and centipedes touched Fujiwara's neck. Fujiwara was frightened and wanted to make a sound. But he only made a "whisper".
He gasped and his eyes bulged out.
"What's your name? You speak Chinese very fluently!" Shi Zhong approached Little Japan.
"Fujiwara, Fujiwara Junichiro!" Fujiwara said quickly, his tone almost sounding like crying.
Shi Zhong curled his lips, "Damn, this little Japanese seemed quite arrogant just now, but unexpectedly he turned out to be a weakling. He couldn't stand being scared."
Shi Zhong didn't know. The reason Fujiwara gave himself was that he shouldered the important task of reviving the Fujiwara family, so how could his precious life die so easily. You must know that more than a hundred years ago, the Fujiwara family was the real upper-class aristocracy in Japan.
Unfortunately, it failed to keep up with the pace of Japan's reform and gradually declined. Now only Junichiro Fujiwara is left.
"Okay, tell me the reason why I don't want to kill you. If I guess correctly, you were among the murderers who massacred dozens of people at the China Research Institute last night!" As he spoke, Shi Zhong gradually expressed murderous intent.
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"I...I." Fujiwara stuttered for a long time, but could not find a reason to be confident that he could convince Shi Zhong. Seeing that the giant centipede lying on his neck was becoming more and more violent, Fujiwara reached his heart and said loudly, "I am willing to be loyal.
you!"
"Be loyal to me?" Shi Zhong asked doubtfully.
"Yes, I am willing to offer my loyalty!" Fujiwara said quickly as if he had grasped the last straw.
"Can your allegiance bring me any benefits? Are you powerful or rich?" Shi Zhong asked, with some expectations in his heart. He sincerely hoped that this guy would have a net worth of tens of millions of dollars like Barton. Last night
Shi Zhong was interested in a certain industry in this world and robbed members of the American Freedom League. According to Barton, he was considered poor.
"I...I have a needlessly loyal heart!" Fujiwara suppressed his blush and said such a classic line.
Shi Zhong was a little disappointed that Fujiwara did not have a deep net worth. He shook his head and said: "Your loyalty can't bring me any benefit? Besides, how can I trust you? I let you go back to Japan, but you turned your back and refused to admit it.
What should people do?”
"A samurai from the Yamato nation will never break his promise!" Fujiwara suddenly retorted, seemingly forgetting that he was in danger, and said loudly, "As a samurai of the Fujiwara family, you can only be loyal to one master in your life. This is our Fujiwara family.
It is because of this that the Fujiwara family declined and their homes were confiscated following the defeat of General Yuda, but I have always been proud of it!"
Shi Zhong's eyes were bright and he stared at Fujiwara, his eyes a little erratic.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked back!" Only now did Fujiwara realize that what he had just said seemed to be a bit too much. He immediately said, as if to make up for it, "Although the Fujiwara family has declined, I still know many people in Japan.
The upper-class nobles, if...if you want to come to Japan to do business, I can help you!"
"Looking at what you mean, it seems that you want to revive the Fujiwara family?" Shi Zhong said.
"Yes! This is my lifelong wish. Although the Fujiwara family has declined, there are still many loyal servants. Teacher Iwayama from the Mount Fuji training camp is loyal to the Fujiwara family, and..."
"I don't want to hear you say this, I just want to ask you, if I help you and give you enough funds, can you establish your own power in Japan, a power that serves me?" Shi Zhong stared at it motionlessly.
He looked at Fujiwara as if he wanted to read his thoughts.
"I can. I have a group of subordinates who are loyal to me, plus the nobles I know, and... and with your financial support, I can quickly make my voice heard in Japan!" Fujiwara suddenly looked at him.
A bright light emerged, like a lost child discovering the light.
"Okay, I accept your allegiance!" Shi Zhong said.
"I, Junichiro Fujiwara, wish to be loyal to..."
"You can call me Poseidon!" Shi Zhong said.
"I will be loyal to Lord Poseidon for the rest of my life and will never rebel. Otherwise, my lonely soul will not be able to rest in peace and Amaterasu will abandon me!" Fujiwara swore to the sky.
"Very good, remember your oath!" Shi Zhong slapped Fujiwara on the shoulder. Fujiwara felt a sharp pain in his chest and looked at Shi Zhong, his master, in confusion.
Shi Zhong said: "Did you feel a sharp pain in your heart just now?"
Fujiwara nodded confusedly. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Shi Zhong continued: "I injected my power into your Tanzhong point. As long as you dare to betray me, I can kill you with just one thought!"
"I don't dare!" Fujiwara quickly lowered his head and said, horrified in his heart, what kind of ability is this? But he didn't have the slightest doubt.
Shi Zhong was so funny. After all the lies, he still didn't make this kid docile. He had indeed injected a ray of light golden energy into Fujiwara's body just now. It was a bit exaggerated that he could take Fujiwara's life with just a thought. But as long as he had this ray
Light golden energy. No matter where Fujiwara ran, he could vaguely sense it.
Asking Fujiwara to leave his contact information, Shi Zhong sent him away from Fujiwara and walked out of the cemetery. The two of them were fine just now. They stayed here alone. Although the sun was shining brightly, they still felt a little eerie. I wonder if there are ghosts in this world.
Say? It even has superpowers. If a ghost or something suddenly appeared, Shi Zhong would probably be a little surprised.
Shi Zhong was not worried about whether Fujiwara could escape from China. He couldn't escape. That kid knew he was good at a glance. I guess it wouldn't be that easy for the people in the fifth unit to catch him!
As I walked on the road, I cursed Fujiwara in my mind, why did he go to such a desolate place when he had nothing to do? He couldn't even hit a car!
"Beep!"
Suddenly, a series of horns sounded behind him. Shi Zhong moved to the inner road, but the horns still kept ringing, and he felt a little unhappy. Damn it, if you get angry, I will punch you in the head!
Turning around, he saw a man waving to him from the back seat: "Mr. Shi!"
"Mayor Xu?" Shi Zhong never expected that it would be Mayor Xu Dongqiang, so he walked over to say hello, "Mayor Xu, what are you?"
"Let's see our old comrades!" Xu Dongqiang said, and then added, "Old comrades who died in the Vietnam War!"
Shi Zhong nodded in surprise, it turned out that he had sent the Martyrs Cemetery.
Xu Dongqiang said: "What? Don't have a car? Come up, I will take you off!"
"Then I would like to thank Mayor Xu first!" Shi Zhong was not polite and ducked in as soon as he lowered his head.
Xu Dongqiang didn't seem to be a talkative person. As the car was moving forward, Shi Zhong ran out of topics and asked, "How is Mayor Xu's project going?" Seeing Xu Dongqiang's doubtful look, Shi Zhong smiled and said, "I am stationed in Beijing.
Director Li mentioned it when we were chatting with me."
Xu Dongqiang didn't care at all, and showed a wry smile: "I heard people say that the officials in Beijing are very arrogant, and running projects in ministries and commissions... Oh, it's difficult!"
Xu Dongqiang's division of labor in the municipal government was in science, education, culture and health. He was determined to make some achievements. Soon after taking office, he boldly proposed a plan to benefit children in impoverished mountainous areas. It was nothing more than improving the city's teaching environment and benefiting the city's middle schools.
Conduct inspections of primary schools and repair schools with difficult teaching conditions.
Who knows, the slogan is easy to shout, but it is very difficult to implement it. The most important point is that there is no funds. For this, he went to the Municipal Finance Bureau, the Provincial Finance Department, and the Provincial Department of Education countless times, but he got the approval.
It's quite a lot, but the funds just haven't been forthcoming.
Xu Dongqiang knew that if he could not get the money, in addition to the provincial and municipal financial difficulties, his opponents in Shangrao were also obstructive, such as the ambiguous attitude of the Municipal Party Committee Secretary Huang Mingda.
"Haha, Mayor Xu is really a good official who wholeheartedly serves the people. If there were more high-ranking officials like you in this system, I think the lives of us ordinary people would be easier!" Shi Zhong said with a smile.
Xu Dongqiang waved his hand: "You can't be called a good official if you do some of your own work. I don't dare to accept such a title!" He looked at Shi Zhong in surprise. Why did this young man speak in an official tone? But he didn't know that Shi Zhong
Zhong came into contact with many bosses in Zhouhang City, so he naturally learned a lot.
Xu Dongqiang asked: "Where is Mr. Shi from Shangrao?" The last time I researched Shi Zhong, I already knew Shi Zhong's place of origin. The reason why I asked him so many times was to deepen the relationship between the two of them. He was out of town talking to people in his hometown.
When you visit your hometown, you will always feel a sense of intimacy.
"From Yushan County!" Shi Zhong said.
"Yushan is a good place, and education is developing well. Last time I visited No. 1 Middle School in your county, the learning atmosphere was very good!" Xu Dongqiang nodded with a smile.
The two of them were chatting and laughing. Shi Zhong didn't see the leader's restraint at all, which made Xu Dongqiang look at him with admiration. He somewhat believed Director Li of the Beijing Office that Shi Zhong knew the Beijing official.
The car quickly entered the city, and Xu Dongqiang asked: "Where are you going?"
"Let's go to the Beijing Hotel!" Shi Zhong looked at his watch. It was past eleven o'clock. Thinking that Xu Dongqiang hadn't eaten yet, he said, "I treat you to dinner, so you have to give me face. By the way, I will introduce a friend to you. Maybe he will be useful to your project."
It helps!"
Xu Dongqiang was stunned, nodded, and did not refuse. Instead of mentioning his suspicion that Shi Zhong knew people in Beijing, he just said that he had a close relationship with the British Andrew, which was enough for him to take seriously. (To be continued)
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