Su Mu's reputation resounded throughout the underground overnight.
A sword with an owl head.
And the person he killed was Scarface, who had killed an eighth-level swordsman before.
After another two or three days, another label appeared on Su Mu.
Loyalty and wealth.
The dollar bills were spent like water.
This further confirmed his identity.
The Tachibana family is of noble birth.
The kendo master is the sword master.
So I am willing to spend money.
That's why I had the courage to steal my little mother.
The image suddenly became dazzling.
Amidst the cries of flattery, Su Mu became more and more uninhibited in the Ju Palace.
There were more than a dozen markets underground, and he basically visited every place where there was something fun and exciting.
When you go anywhere, you just spend money and spend money.
Who doesn't like it?
Ueda's sword dojo has also publicly announced that he is the number one gold medal swordsman.
And the severed finger worshiped Su Mu as a cash cow.
Even if Su Mu wanted to poke his anus, he would probably lift his buttocks.
The charm of money is endless.
Almost a week away from becoming famous, Su Mu finally decided to take a trial shot.
He had to pretend.
Because this underground world may seem chaotic, but it actually has its own rules.
Moreover, there are extremely well-hidden surveillance everywhere.
It is estimated that even those with severed fingers would not know the existence of these monitors.
Obviously, someone is monitoring the entire underground space all the time.
And Su Mu finally determined his goal for this trip.
There is a separate area here specifically for the placement of various super talents that the Shinto sect has collected from secrets and are unwilling to cooperate.
Shi Zhilong is just one of them.
These talents are all geniuses with super technology and come from all over the world.
Even Shintoism is still using top-secret channels to poach America.
Those who are willing to cooperate will naturally be offered by rich and beautiful women.
Those who are unwilling to cooperate will be detained here, even if they are not.
Anyway, this underground world is impregnable. There is no need to worry about anyone coming in, let alone anyone escaping.
These top talents are assigned to a special area, and these people have a special number.
This number gives them a transcendent identity.
They are not respected, but absolutely no one dares to provoke them.
Because the price for provoking them is your life.
Before death, he will experience all kinds of cruel and inhuman tortures of Shintoism.
These talents have the freedom to move around in the underground world as they please, and even have a certain amount of living expenses every month, and the price of goods they trade in the underground world is one-tenth of that of others.
Of course, their living expenses are really just living expenses. Apart from enough to survive, they can do nothing else.
Tokugawa Takahiro would never look for Shi Zhilong for no reason.
Su Mu has always had a big mind, so he judged a certain thing in his heart.
Of course, this matter can only be confirmed after meeting Shi Zhilong.
Fortunately, the opportunity came soon.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the underground world has begun to light up dimly.
The lighting system is free during the day, but you need to pay the electricity bill from 6pm to 6am.
At half past six, Su Mu walked into an izakaya in Market No. 18.
Yes, there are izakayas here, but the waiters are all really big-footed men.
This izakaya is next to the market, which is the best location. It is built under a stone wall. It doesn't look big from the outside, but when you go in, you realize that the area is quite big.
And this Su Mu has been here several times.
Because this is the largest izakaya in the underground world.
Usually when he came, he would bring his severed finger and others, and he would go in and have a meal, and every time he would be drunk and staggering.
But today, he came alone.
The doorway made of broken wooden boards has a small platform with two tables on the left and right.
When Su Mu arrived, a man with a lonely expression and an extremely sleepy scribbling was sitting on one of the tables drinking.
In front of him was a plate of pickled vegetables and a bottle of low-quality sake.
Su Mu couldn't help but feel secretly amused.
He just walked in directly.
When he came to the bar, he took out a few hundred-dollar bills and threw them on the table:
"Who is that guy at the door? Give him a bottle of 1,800ml of sake and some side dishes. It's mine."
The bar owner quickly glanced at the hundred-dollar bills, and then said diligently:
"Ju Yang, you are so kind. Why are you alone today?"
Su Mu said casually:
"They are all rude guys. Today I want to stay alone for a while. Bring the best wine and don't let the expired stuff fool me."
The boss smiled and took away the hundred-dollar bill in front of him very skillfully:
"Just a moment."
Soon, the boss gave Su Mu an unopened bottle of whiskey.
This crap is still cheap, but it's already the best wine.
Su Mu drank a glass of wine, then took out a dollar bill from his body and handed it to the boss:
"What does that guy do? Why does he sit there almost every day?"
The boss smiled happily, quickly put away the one hundred dollar bill, and then said softly:
"You mean Shi Sang? Have you seen that thing on his wrist? As long as they wear that brand, they are special. No one will mess with them. There are no restrictions on them here, and they have everything.
You don’t have to do anything, you can eat and drink every day.”
"so good?"
Su Mu pretended to be surprised:
"I don't think he looks like a distinguished person?"
The boss chuckled, shook his head and did not answer.
A strange smile slowly appeared on Su Mu's face. He thought for a moment and took out three US dollars bills from his body:
"Go, get some delicious food and bring it over. I'll go meet him for a while."
The boss was stunned and glanced at Su Mu.
But he didn't say anything, just took the money and agreed with a smile.
More than ten minutes later, Su Mu came to the door carrying a large tray.
"Shi Sang, can I sit here?"
The other party raised his head, glanced at Su Mu lightly, and then suddenly moved his brows slightly, as if he had seen the face in front of him somewhere before.
But soon the other party's eyes became dull again, and he just nodded lightly.
Su Mu smiled and sat across from her, picked up the whiskey and poured the other party a glass:
"Shi Sang, nice to meet you."
Shi Zhilong slowly raised his wine glass, without any intention of clinking it with Su Mu, and slowly poured it into his mouth.
It was as if Su Mu was not in front of him, and he also forgot that the large bottle of sake in front of him was a gift from Su Mu.
Su Mu didn't care either.
He knew that Shi Zhilong mysteriously disappeared in the inland sea more than a year ago and detonated a nuclear bomb in the scientific community. Although the great revenge was avenged, he left China under the secret arrangement of the Japanese people.
It's normal to feel sad and heartbroken.
Of course, maybe he has some secrets.
Su Mu decided to give him a collapse therapy today.
This kind of top scientist has a powerful mind that ordinary people can't imagine.
Without some stimulation, it would be difficult to pry their mouths open.