Japanese ronin are actually not that vicious.
Many times, they rely on the Japanese swords in their hands to scare people.
It cannot be ruled out that there are masters among them. But there are definitely not many masters.
At least, not in front of me.
Once you actually do it, your true colors will be revealed immediately.
The scary-looking Japanese sword is no match for poles, wooden clubs, and spears.
The four ronin were all beaten to the ground in no time.
Each one of them had a bruised nose, swollen face, bruises all over their body, and was dying.
Those police academy students beat me very fiercely. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, so they pick up sticks and do it.
The team leader has already taken matters into his own hands, so what else do they have to worry about?
Fortunately no one was killed.
"idiot!"
"idiot!"
Kishida Fumio was anxious and angry.
At this time, Li Boqi came forward and forced out a sinister smile.
It was as if he had just seen Fumio Kishida.
"So it's Mr. Kishida. What are you doing here?"
"you……"
Fumio Kishida's mouth was bleeding.
He was caught off guard and Li Boqi took the lead, causing him to be seriously injured.
However, he is also ruthless. This way, he didn't even retreat immediately. Even, he managed to squeeze out a faint smile.
He also deliberately lowered his voice and did not hide his pride.
"I heard that something very important was stolen from your country, haha..."
"Did you steal it?"
"Do you have evidence?"
"There will be."
"I tell you, you will never find where the box of French coins is! Never! Baga!"
Fumio Kishida screamed hysterically.
He admitted that it was the Japanese who did it. But, so what?
Can you catch someone?
Can you get the legal currency back?
Ha ha!
Li Boqi pursed his lips.
"throw it out!"
"yes!"
Zhang Yong immediately stepped forward and arrested Kishida Fumio.
Fumio Kishida tried to struggle, but was beaten again by Zhang Yong. Specifically greet the lower abdomen. There is no trauma in this style of play. Only internal injuries.
"idiot……"
"idiot……"
Kishida Fumio finally had no strength to struggle anymore.
Zhang Yong dragged him outside the blockade like a dead dog. Then throw it out hard.
Li Boqi is not afraid. He is afraid of birds.
He is a time traveler. There are also systems. How many Japanese can’t you kill?
The other four Japanese ronin were also thrown out.
Zhang Yong stayed on the blockade.
If you dare to come in, I'll beat you. It won't work for anyone.
"idiot……"
Kishida Fumio cursed vaguely.
Zhang Yong was a big ear-scratcher when he came up.
I told you to curse!
Swear and slap.
"idiot……"
"Snapped!"
no sooner said than done.
If you dare to scold me, I will beat you.
Finally, Kishida Fumio became silent. Comatose.
return.
Li Boqi's face was solemn.
Kishida Fumio is very arrogant. It shows that the other party is fully prepared.
How did the Japanese steal a box of French currency without getting on the ship?
Didn't the Japanese do it?
A thief hired by the Japanese?
possible……
Trouble...
There were more than 800 people on the cruise ship. There are many foreigners among them.
Searching everyone's luggage is very simple. However, all idiots know that it is impossible for a thief to show up openly with legal currency.
There must be some special method. Able to remain unaware...
"Team leader, the people from the patrol room are here."
"knew."
Li Boqi's face became even more ugly.
Wusongkou Pier was not originally under the jurisdiction of the patrol room. What are they doing here to interfere?
It is obvious that Americans do not trust the Chinese. Just ask the police to investigate.
The American responsible for transporting legal tender is called William. He is a heavyweight in the Concession Industry Bureau. The Japanese do not dare to offend easily.
Like the Japanese, these Americans looked down upon the indigenous Chinese. Unless you have lived abroad and drank foreign ink. But it's a pity. Li Boqi is also an Aboriginal. Don't know English either. Never left the ocean.
"Zhang Yong!"
"arrive!"
"You should communicate with the foreign devils!"
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
I still know a little bit of English. Not much though.
However, there was no chance of using it at all. Others simply didn't see them practicing socialism.
The leading patrolman is called John, who is British. It's the chief patrol officer.
There were also two Chinese patrolmen. One is called Li Yuanqing. One is called Zhu Yuan.
John and William dock. The person participating was Kong Fansong. He is also a member of the Kong family. He is responsible for receiving the legal currency this time.
Li Yuanqing was carefully checking the situation at the dock. Zhu Principle came towards Zhang Yong and others.
"Our patrol room has taken over this case."
"We are the Lixingshe Secret Service."
"Eighty percent of it was done by the Japanese. Do you dare to offend the Japanese?"
"dare."
Zhang Yong answered in one word.
What's there to be afraid of? If you don’t dare, you just don’t dare if you’re bald!
But later facts proved that if the bald man was forced to fight, he could fight the Japanese to the end. There was no surrender.
Although it collapsed thousands of miles away, the losses were heavy. But there was no surrender. The Japanese were also helpless. Deeply trapped in the quagmire of war and unable to escape. The Japanese invaders exhausted their national power.
In the end, for the sake of resources, the Japanese invaders had to provoke the British and American powers. Then I couldn't take care of myself after being beaten. It went extinct in a short period of time.
The Japanese navy is hard to say. The elite Japanese army was basically wasted on the Chinese battlefield. Almost all the veterans are dead.
"Come on, you are the only ones who dare to provoke the Japanese!" Zhu Yuan sneered.
Zhang Yong wanted to give him a slap.
You are also Chinese. What does it mean to say something like this?
Do you think you are superior to others because you are a patrol officer?
irritable. I really want to beat the other person...
Perhaps due to the influence of the system, he is becoming more and more fond of violence. I always want to slap others on the ear.
Suddenly his eyes flashed.
I found several hidden Japanese people coming to the nearby pier.
They all dressed up as longshoremen. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be cleaners. They were preparing to go out to sea to clean up the attachments on the bottom of the ship.
Some unpopular knowledge is that after every ocean-going ship enters the port, the attachments on the bottom of the ship must be cleaned. There are big cleanups and small cleanups. The big cleanup is going into dry dock. drain. Totally exposed. Then scrape the entire bottom of the boat. The main thing is to clean away barnacles and other attachments. The scene is very scary. If you have trypophobia, you probably won’t dare to watch it.
For minor cleanup, the ship does not enter the dry dock, but is moored at the dock, and workers take small boats to clean up the surrounding areas. The main target is also barnacles and other attachments. It's a small fight. Mainly for the aesthetics of the ship's sides. It is a cruise ship after all. If it is dirty, it will look uncomfortable.
But, would the Japanese do such a thing?
They showed up disguised as dock workers, and they definitely had something up their sleeve.
Calm and calm.
Observe silently.
"Go back!" Zhu Yuan continued.
"You don't have to worry about our affairs." Li Boqi said with a dark face, "We don't care about your affairs either. We each investigate the case according to our own abilities."
"Okay, you are ambitious!" Zhu Yuan gave a thumbs up, "Do you know about the bonus?"
"What bonus?" Zhang Yong seemed to be particularly sensitive to the words money, rewards, and bonuses.
Hearing this, he immediately became energetic.
"You don't even know this. How to investigate the case!" Zhu Yuan smiled scornfully, "The reward from the Americans is five thousand U.S. dollars! As long as the legal currency can be recovered, the reward will be five thousand U.S. dollars!"
"So many?" Zhang Yong was deeply surprised. At the same time, it seemed as if it had been injected with chicken blood.
Five thousand dollars!
Five thousand dollars in 1935!
Definitely not a small amount!
The U.S. dollar in this era was still on the gold standard. Very valuable.
how to say? Five thousand dollars can build a fighter jet! The most common Ford Model T car, you can buy ten of them!
right. That's how valuable it is.
No wonder everyone is jealous.
"Can you get it?" Zhu Yuan looked sarcastic.
"Can't get it." Zhang Yong shook his head.
Five thousand dollars!
Much more valuable than 50,000 French currency!
There is a way to make money!
No more talking. Silently staring at the Japanese in disguise.
Hope lies in them...
