Why? Zhou Weiguo squinted at Fujino, who was a little proud.
Considering that I am currently short of money to buy a house, and considering that my body cannot take a bullet from you in vain, I don’t like you.
These reasons are enough.
Zhou Weiguo leaned back in his chair disdainfully and pointed at Fujino's pistol very nonchalantly: "Do you really believe that this gun has bullets?"
Fujino's eyes were slightly puzzled, but he still pointed at Zhou Weiguo: "What do you mean? You're trying to scare me, I'm not scared."
scare?
Zhou Weiguo showed a smile, crossed his legs, shook his head twice, tilted his neck and stared at Fujino; "Since I can appear here quietly, why can't I take advantage of you to clean up the possible dangers to me while you are sleeping soundly?"
This...this reason made Fujino look down at his pistol in belief. The magazine was still there, but he felt unsure about taking out the magazine. He believed that the man in front of him did not dare to do anything. He wanted enough time.
install.
However, he underestimated Zhou Weiguo. The moment he took out the magazine, Zhou Weiguo stepped up and clenched his fist and directly hit Fujino's nose. With a crack, the bridge of his nose was obviously broken.
Zhou Weiguo grabbed the pistol with his backhand, loaded the magazine skillfully, pulled the bolt, and said sarcastically: "A gun user doesn't even trust his own gun, what else can you trust?"
Fujino, who became passive in an instant, lost the arrogance he had just now. He stared at Zhou Weiguo, cursed secretly for being cunning, then shrugged and said seriously, "So what, you don't dare to kill me."
I don't dare, that's right, the president of the Chamber of Commerce is dead, and the Japanese army may use this matter to expand the trouble.
From a common sense perspective, this is no problem.
However, this conflict that neither side was prepared for was just a flash in the pan and could not be fought at all. Fujino, the president of a small chamber of commerce, really would not let the Japanese military leaders go to war to avenge him.
Moreover, this is still the Japanese Concession. Fujino died here, so what does it have to do with the outside world?
After Zhou Weiguo finished speaking word by word, he licked his lips and stared at Fujino, whose face was turning slightly pale; "Do you still think that I can't kill you?"
Fujino was desperate. He firmly believed that the military would not go to war for him. He looked at Zhou Weiguo again with pleading and pitiful eyes: "Don't kill me. I have money. I have plenty of money. As long as you don't kill me, it's all yours."
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Zhou Weiguo, who came here just for the money, thought about it and hummed, "Take it out and let me see your sincerity."
Zhou Weiguo took a look just now and found that Fujino's private vault is in this room.
When Fujino went over and opened the safe, Zhou Weiguo walked over, put a gun to his head, and opened the safe. After a quick glance to make sure there were no weapons inside, he moved the gun to signal Fujino to take out all the things.
Zhou Weiguo was very satisfied with the dazzling thirty or so large yellow croakers and some silver coins, and then looked at Fujino: "Well, since you paid for your life with money, I will let you go this time."
He threw the gun on the table and turned to leave, but before he took two steps, Fujino behind him laughed arrogantly again; "Zhou Wen, you are still too young, do you think I will really let you take me away?
Even if you take it away, you should not leave the gun behind and leave the money with me."
Zhou Weiguo turned around slowly and looked at Fujino with a pityful look. Finally, with a slight sigh, he threw a yellow-orange bullet from his sleeve and put it on the desk: "Do you have this?"
Having been fooled once, he would never be fooled a second time. Fujino sneered and pulled the trigger, but the gun did not go off.
"How is it possible? I clearly...I clearly didn't notice you..." Fujino couldn't figure it out. Zhou Weiguo would not give him a chance.
Instead, before Fujino could react, he rushed over and locked his neck with a fierce look on his face: "If I let you see all these tricks, I would still dare to come to you for revenge."
There was a click, and Zhou Weiguo strangled his neck with force.
Looking at Fujino who was slumped down, he snorted coldly, "Do you think I will really let you go? You are so naive. If I let you go, why would I let you seek revenge against my family?"
After saying these words, Zhou Weiguo lit the bed and returned to the inn according to the original route. Early the next morning, he accompanied the expatriates who had gone out to help transport supplies out of the concession and went directly to the exchange to purchase a house.
Even if he had the large yellow croaker in hard currency, and he had used some means to benefit the exchange, when these things were actually completed and handed over to him, it was already three days later.
Fifteen suites, three villas, one hundred acres of land outside the city and seven shops in SH city.
Zhou Weiguo carefully packed these house deed documents into a small box. He stroked the dark red box proudly and thought to himself that I also own a house in Shanghai. Then he took the box to Citibank and entrusted it to be rented and kept for him.
, and the money you rent out will be given to Citibank.
After finishing the matter, Zhou Weiguo ate some wontons at a roadside stall before going into a clothing store and buying a suit for Wu Yong. The suit he originally borrowed had already been thrown away.
After everything was done, he wandered out of Shanghai, humming a little tune, carrying his suit bag, and headed for the army station against the howling cold wind.
We walked at noon and saw the town where the garrison was located in the distance at dusk.
Holding a cigarette in his mouth, he quickened his pace, but before he entered the town, Zhou Weiguo saw Wu Yong's guard Tie Zi.
No one knows Tiezi's real name. He used to be a blacksmith, and several company commanders also called him Tiezi.
Before Zhou Weiguo could ask Tie Zi where he was going in this panic.
Tiezi had already run over and grabbed Zhou Weiguo, dragging him towards the town while muttering: "Oh, my company commander, I finally found you. If you don't come back, the battalion commander will kill me. Hurry up."
Come on, hurry up, the battalion commander has asked me to look for you for two days, and you are finally back. If you come back or not, I will go to Shanghai to find you."
Looking for me? When he asked for leave, Wu Yong didn't set a number of days with himself. Could it be that he stayed in Shanghai for a long time and made him dissatisfied.
Zhou Weiguo let Tie Zi pull him and couldn't get away, so he could only use his other hand to take out a pack of cigarettes and wave them in front of Tie Zi: "What's wrong? Tell me so I can get ready.
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Tie Zi, who had a dark complexion, must have been a smoker for several years. When he saw the smoke, Tie Zi did not move forward. Instead, he opened the cigarette and took out one cigarette and threw it generously to Zhou Weiguo.
He took an angry breath and said with a look that was a little excited but not quite; "Someone from the military department is here."
What?
Zhou Weiguo shivered and almost didn't let the match burn his hand.
He stuttered and stared at Tiezi in disbelief and asked, "You...what did you say, someone from the military department is here?"
Tiezi looked surprised and hummed; "Yes, I came here the day after you left. He said he wanted you to go to the military headquarters. The battalion commander said you went to visit relatives and didn't come back...are you right?
You know, I have been a soldier for several years, and this is the first time I have seen someone directly go to the camp from the military headquarters. Tsk tsk..."
It was over, and he didn't care what Tiezi was listening to behind him. Zhou Weiguo's heart thumped and he looked up at the gloomy sky and thought to himself, this time he suffered a big loss.
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