After the military attache left, He Zhenzhong raised his hand, swayed the red wine in his glass, looked at the puzzled ambassador to Japan, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that those old fools are having a hard time in the Middle East."
"What?" The ambassador to Japan looked even more puzzled. The relationship between Russia and China has always been very delicate. In the past, they had to deal with the United States, and the two sides had a violent relationship. After the God of Death led the Chinese troops to show their prestige, the relationship between the two sides quickly took a turn for the worse.
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"One of their Su-24 fighter jets was shot down by the Turkish Air Force. Later, a search and rescue helicopter gunship was shot down again by the Syrian rebels. The video has been uploaded to the Internet." A glimmer of light flashed in He Zhenzhong's eyes, "I guess it will happen now.
After a period of excitement, it is impossible to start a large-scale war, but there is no peace in the Middle East, which just diverts the attention of the United States and NATO."
"Does Turkey have the guts?" the ambassador to Japan whispered.
"Whether they have the courage or not, and no matter who did it, it is a good thing for us in China. Anyway, the old Maozi, the Americans, and the British are all staring at us now, and this is just the right time." He Zhenzhong said.
He drank the glass in one gulp and glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he whispered: "Let the head of the secret service stationed in Japan come to see me. I need some information on Japan's military."
"Yeah." The ambassador to Japan, but his face looked a bit strange.
"What's wrong?" He Zhenzhong frowned slightly.
"No, it's nothing." The ambassador to Japan looked a little weird and said in a low voice: "Nothing happened. It's just that the guy was a little weird and talked a lot. He didn't look like an agent."
What he thought was going on, He Zhenzhong glared at him, "If you look like an agent, that would be trouble."
"That's true." He smiled, then nodded and said, "Immediately after I went back, he should be on his way to the news. It seems like something happened in Tokyo?"
"Oh?" He Zhenzhong raised his eyebrows.
"I don't know the specifics. After all, it's not from the same department, but it seems to be related to a Chinese. It seems like he was smuggled into Japan or something."
"Yeah." He Zhenzhong nodded, but he also kept it in mind. At this time, the Chinese people were evacuating Japan, but they sneaked in instead. If there was nothing wrong with this, it would be damned. After thinking about it, he said
: "Then notify that guy to come see me as soon as possible."
"yes."
At the same time, a train was speeding towards Tokyo.
"Ah...ah...sneeze." A young man sitting by the window sneezed. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his nose and muttered, "Who is thinking about me? It doesn't make sense."
He has dyed yellow hair, a few earrings on his ears, and chewing gum in his mouth. He looks very much like an ordinary young man in society, but the flash of light in his eyes from time to time and the gaze he glances around show that he
The identity does not seem simple.
That's right, he is Marshal Chu, the number one person in charge of the secret service in Japan as mentioned by the ambassador to Japan.
"Mom, I will never take the train again. It feels so bad." A child next to me said in a sweet voice.
"Why?" A young Japanese woman coaxed her son in a low voice.
"And it's not good at all. My classmates are laughing at me."
Tsk, you are starting to compete at such a young age. The education in Japan is not necessarily much better than that in China. Moreover, the car will be returned in a few days, and the motorcycle will probably run out of gas. Marshal Chu thought silently in his heart.
, then turned his head, looked at the child, and said earnestly: "Little brother, you should tell your classmates that I am riding in a luxury car worth tens of millions. The space is bigger than that of a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz.
Twenty-four hot and cold drinks, meals, and yes, there’s also a couch where you can sleep.”
The child's eyes lit up, "Uncle is brilliant."
"Baby, don't listen to his nonsense. It's wrong to lie to others." The child's mother gave Marshal Chu a hard look.
"Sister, where did I lie? The price of this train must be tens of millions. Such a spacious space must be much larger than a car. There are also chuag shops with drinks and food." Marshal Chu said a little aggrievedly:
"It's just another way of saying it, right, little brother."
"Yes." The child smiled at Marshal Chu.
"Good boy." Marshal Chu smiled. Regarding the Japanese, his belief has always been that he can harm each one. Who knows what these little guys will become when they grow up? It's okay if they are not good people anyway.
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Smiling at the child, he turned his head and looked out the window. Japan's anti-Japanese sentiment had reached its historical peak. A large number of Chinese had evacuated, which had a considerable impact on their work. However,
No matter how tired they are, it's worth it. They are also very happy to see with their own eyes the arrogant little Japan reduced to what it is today.
God of Death, it seems like I need to see him as soon as possible, he thought to himself, and then got up and walked towards the toilet. There were actually several people lined up there. He was not in a hurry, he just stood there waiting, thinking about these things in his mind.
What is the purpose of people smuggled into Japan?
"Give way, let me go first."
"Why? Get in line."
After coming back to his senses, Marshal Chu took a look and immediately felt a little contemptuous. The quality of these little devils was really not that good. Look, a young man didn't give way to an old man.
He reached out and patted the guy in front of him on the shoulder, "Okay, let this eldest sister go first."
"Why?"
"At least there is something in front of you that can block it. Didn't you see that the elder sister's feet are numb?"
Suddenly, the little devils around looked at Marshal Chu with admiration. What he said was so reasonable. It actually left them speechless. They couldn't find a word to refute. They had to admit that he was really alone.
talent.
Of course, if he didn't have any skills, could Marshal Chu become the number one spy stationed in Japan?