After using the toilet, the train has already entered Tokyo Station. The bustle and prosperity of the past have faded. The number of people in the previously crowded station has been reduced by half. Everyone is in a hurry, with worries in their eyes. It is a serious economic crisis. It has greatly affected every kid’s life.⊙∴Academy.∶℡→
Marshal Chu seemed a little leisurely, with his hands folded in front of his chest. The more dilapidated Japan was, the happier they would be. For the agents stationed in Japan, the greatest comfort is to be able to watch Japan become a province of China one day. , because only those who have been lurking in Japan for many years know the despicability and shamelessness of this little devil under his sanctimonious appearance.
"Ouch."
Boom.
Marshal Chu stopped and looked at an old guy lying on the ground next to him. He rolled his eyes, and then a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Tsk, tsk, that's interesting. I touched his head with porcelain."
"Boy, you actually pushed me, an old guy, do you have any conscience?" The old guy's voice was full of pain, as if he was really hurt.
This technology, this level, what can Marshal Chu say? Compared with domestic experts, it is not even a little bit behind.
"Pay up or I'll call the police."
The old guy immediately revealed his true purpose, making Marshal Chu very sad. At this level? Shouldn't there be a few stooges around first, pointing, then all kinds of discomfort, screams, and then screams? Ambulances and the like, is it the money that matters in the end? I don’t even understand the process. Hey, these little devils always do this when they steal Chinese things and learn half of it.
"Uncle, you have to be conscientious. Do your family members know that you are so deceitful?" Marshal Chu squatted down, and when he saw the old guy starting to scream, he continued: "You have convinced me, right?" Right? How much do you want?"
"One hundred thousand." The old guy immediately stretched out his finger and waved it.
"Not that much, I only have 30,000." Marshal Chu took out his wallet. Now that the yen has depreciated and shrunk, the yen feels dirty even if you use it to wipe your butt/butt, and it is really of no use.
Seeing the wallet, the old guy's eyes suddenly lit up, "One hundred thousand, not a penny less, otherwise we will call the police."
"Okay, you can see for yourself." Marshal Chu handed over the wallet.
Seeing this, the old guy immediately took it and looked at the money inside, his eyes glowing green, "Now I'm paying attention, it's two hundred thousand."
"I also paid attention." Marshal Chu stretched out his hand, grabbed the old guy's wrist with a snap, then wrapped it around, raised his foot at the same time, and landed on his back with a thud, "Catch the thief, catch the thief."
"I'll beat your lungs out." The old guy's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he looked at the Japanese policeman who ran over after hearing the news. His face instantly turned green.
"As for you, you should go to China and learn more. Touching porcelain is a very technical job." Marshal Chu snorted, beat the old guy secretly, and handed it over to the Japanese police. After those little devils kept asking With thanks and praise for being a good citizen, he left the police station and got into a taxi that happened to come out of the door.
Woo hoo.
The taxi drove onto the avenue. There were very few cars on the streets of Japan. The bustling nightlife in the past had also been reduced a lot. The women in the red light district seemed to have no business anymore. They stood listlessly at the street corner, greeting the Japanese passing by. Man, who has the spare money now?
"How is it going?"
"There were three guys in total, two of them were secretly arrested by people from the Japan Security Agency, and a large amount of them were found on them."
Marshal Chu sighed. As expected, he came to take revenge on the little devil. He thought for a while and then said: "Where is the last guy?"
"It's out of our surveillance, because the Japanese have been very strict in checking recently, and we don't dare to act at will."
"Notify him and search immediately. No matter what, he is our compatriot. No matter what he is here for, we must ensure his safety and cannot let the little devil catch him." He spoke, and his whole temperament also changed.
Big change, "The Yasukuni Sacred Toilet has been blown up by General Death. If revenge is to be taken, it is probably only the Japanese Imperial Palace, so the focus should be placed there."
"yes."
Didi didi.
As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the taxi driver's cell phone rang. It was an encrypted text message. He glanced at it and quickly exchanged the meaning of the words in his mind. Then, his expression changed and he said, "Found it."
Already."
"What's going on?" Marshal Chu's expression also changed. It's definitely not a good thing.
"In the Japanese Imperial Palace, Crown Prince Naruhito was kidnapped. I don't know what the situation is now. Anyway, it is a mess. Our people can't get close at all now."
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Hearing this, Marshal Chu's expression was a bit complicated. Do you mean that the Chinese compatriots are too powerful or that these little devils are too good-for-nothing? The crown prince was actually kidnapped. I'm afraid things will get serious soon.
"Rush over there immediately and notify the embassy by the way."
"yes."
Woo woo woo.
As soon as the accelerator was stepped on, the taxi turned a corner and quickly headed to the other side.
At the same time, the whole of Tokyo was completely boiling. The Japanese Imperial Palace was attacked, the crown prince was kidnapped, and the culprit turned out to be a Chinese. This was like throwing a cigarette butt into a powder keg. With a bang, everyone
The anger of the little Japanese was aroused. As soon as He Zhenzhong came to Japan, he demoted the Japanese as useless and made them suffer a lot. But now, a Chinese has the courage to rush into the Japanese Imperial Palace. This is simply a shame.
They don't exist?
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Although it was already evening, groups of Japanese still gathered on the street and held an unprecedented demonstration. They shouted slogans for the Chinese to get out and headed towards the Chinese Embassy in Japan.
And in the banquet hall.
Deng Deng Deng.
"General He."
He Zhenzhong turned his head, looked at the Japanese Foreign Minister with a deathly look on his face, and frowned, "What's going on?"
What's going on? Still with such a disdainful tone, the Japanese Foreign Minister's eyes were full of anger, he took a deep breath, and then spoke.
"A Chinese man broke into my Japanese palace at night and kidnapped my Japanese Crown Prince, Prince Naruhito. Now, the gangster wants to see the general. You'd better come with us."
Hearing this, He Zhenzhong was also stunned and turned to look at the ambassador to Japan beside him.
"I just received the news."
He Zhenzhong nodded, then looked at the Japanese Foreign Minister, "Lead the way."
Although the tone was commanding, the little devil held back. After all, it was about the safety of Prince Deren, and this was the most urgent thing.
As a result, the banquet dispersed, and everyone's attention was attracted by this sudden incident.