parallel world.
January 1938, the devil's capital, the Japanese Concession.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the sound of the creaking wooden bed and the screams of ecstasy were intertwined, which seemed extremely clear in the quiet villa.
The pleasure and pain in his mind made it difficult for Xiang Jie to distinguish between dreams and reality.
The memory came back, jolting him, and his eyes were briefly confused.
He lowered his head and looked at the woman below him. She had a small cherry mouth and willow-leaf eyebrows, a round waist and slender legs. She was extremely beautiful.
The two peaks were trembling and towering, and the white snow in front of him made Xiang Jie feel dizzy.
There was sweat on her forehead, and her eyes were closed tightly, looking like she was enjoying herself.
"Hiss!" Xiang Jie held his head in his hands and took a breath of cold air, his body shaking continuously.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for binding to the Dayi System. You can get money and materials as long as you penetrate the Japanese."
"The higher the status of a woman, the more generous the rewards will be."
Xiang Jie was stunned for a moment, but now was not the time to explore the system. It was already in the final stage.
Five minutes later, he was lying on the soft big bed, with the woman nestled in his arms like a little kitten.
"Did I just drink a little more and time travel?"
"And it was also a magical city during the Anti-Japanese War?"
I learned from memory that the original owner was also named Xiang Jie, and his identity was the president of a chamber of commerce. The Japs had just occupied the Magic City, and they urgently needed the support of the locals.
As early as half a year ago, countless businessmen were harassed by the Japanese to varying degrees, either through bribery, suppression, or murder.
As the president of a chamber of commerce, Xiang Jie received special preferential treatment from the Japanese, not only with monetary inducements but also with beauty traps.
Under the double temptation, the original owner finally couldn't resist and chose to be a traitor.
The woman next to him was sent by the Japanese, and her name was Eriko Amai.
Xiang Jie took out a cigarette from the bedside table and lit it, took a few deep puffs, then slowly exhaled, thinking about where to go?
As a good young man in the 21st century, his strong patriotic sentiment gave him the urge to rush out and kill the Japanese.
However, the situation did not allow him to do anything extraordinary.
"The primary goal right now is to survive. By the way, I also have a system. As long as you defeat the enemy, you will be rewarded!"
"This is good. Maybe we can organize some powerful armies for the country!"
"Xiang Sang, what are you thinking about?" The flush on Amai Eriko's cheeks has not faded, and her beautiful eyes are shining.
His thoughts were interrupted, Xiang Jie came back to his senses and had to face the woman in front of him.
Eriko Amai looks very docile on the surface, but she is like a snake on the inside, and her hands are stained with the blood of at least dozens of Chinese people.
Xiang Jie didn't dare to be careless, let alone reveal any clues, otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he died!
"I'm recalling the battle just now, it was so wonderful!"
"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and it is my honor to have you!"
Eriko Tianjing showed a faint smile, which was full of tenderness.
"Xiang Sang is also the most powerful man I have ever seen!"
Xiang Jie twitched his lips and changed the subject: "I wonder when Huang Jun's promise to me will be fulfilled?"
Eriko Amai's expression changed, and the murderous intent in her eyes was fleeting.
"Xiang Sang, medicinal materials and medicines are contraband. I advise you to give up this business!"
"Don't worry, with me here, you can make a lot of money from other businesses!"
"Miss Eriko, I have provided you with a lot of information and promised that I can do pharmaceutical business. Do you want to go back on your word?" Xiang Jie said, pretending to be angry.
Eriko Tianjing blocked Xiang Jie's lips with her fingers and rubbed her smooth long legs against Xiang Jie, "Xiang Sang, don't be angry. The war is going on now. We were afraid that you would be threatened, so we had to take this step."
"When the situation stabilizes, we will allow you to do pharmaceutical business!"
"Okay!" Xiang Jie looked at Eriko, his eyes shining.
This appearance made Eriko very satisfied, and she thought to herself: "If he wasn't still valuable, I would have torn him into pieces!"
Xiang Jie didn't know what Eriko was thinking, and was groping her smooth and soft body.
Soon, another low murmur came from the room.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for getting 1,000 yuan from the ocean, 100 official rifles, and 20,000 rounds of bullets."
"A Browning M1910 pistol with 200 rounds of ammunition."
"Acquire the skill Golden Gun. [Effect: The time can be adjusted at will!]"
"The acquired skill is to catch bullets with bare hands. [Can be upgraded]"
"Charm +1, current charm is 30. [Charm increases randomly!]"
"Physique is increased by 1, and the current physique is 60. [Physique is increased randomly!]"
"..."
Mechanical sounds kept ringing in Xiang Jie's mind.
Xiang Jie was so happy that he didn't even pay attention to what the system said behind him.
"Very good, this status is not bad, it can make me feel like a fish in water. So, hehehe..."
After all the work, Xiang Jie stood up and said goodbye.
"Miss Eriko, see you tomorrow!"
After leaving the villa, a gust of cold wind howled past, and Xiang Jie couldn't help but shiver.
Two dim street lights were on at the gate of the villa, and the surroundings were pitch black.
Xiangjie got into the car and lit a cigarette.
The car turned a corner and entered the main road. The magic city of the 1930s had already taken the shape of a metropolis, with flashing neon lights and various colorful plaques.
Driving to the most prosperous place, there is an endless stream of hawkers.
Xiang Jie was not in the mood to appreciate the bustling Magic City, so he went home directly. There were too many things to digest, and he wanted to be quiet!
After arriving at home, Xiang Jie exhaled, frowned, took off his clothes and threw them into the trash can.
Lying relaxed in the hot tub, thinking about how to give the gun to those who need it.
"Should these guns be given to the national army or our army? It doesn't matter! There are too many and they are too eye-catching!"
"Because of my identity, I am definitely being monitored by the Japanese. I cannot go out as I please."
"We have to find a way to get the best of both worlds!"
Xiang Jie closed his eyes and his brain was running at high speed.
After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and a figure appeared in his mind.
Tokura!
Xiang Jie's fellow villager is currently helping Xiang Jie handle business affairs in the Chamber of Commerce.
Due to family difficulties, the two came to Shanghai from Henan Province at the age of 14 to make a living, carrying bags, doing odd jobs, and serving as apprentices. They initially suffered humiliation.
Until the age of 19, he was a nobody living at the bottom of society.
Five years ago, Xiang Jie rescued a nobleman and got a high position. From an unknown person to the president of a small chamber of commerce.
Xiangcang expressed serious dissatisfaction with Xiang Jie's behavior and called him a traitor and traitor every day.
"Maybe you can take advantage of it! It might have miraculous effects!"
After leaving the bathtub, his eight-pack abs were clearly visible. Xiang Jie nodded and was very satisfied with this body.
"The body is also capital. Just think about it, what woman can refuse it?"
The next day, Xiang Jie went to a breakfast stall he frequented as usual.
The table was already full. Xiang Jie took the buns wrapped in grease and chose a seat to sit down. The others ate the buns significantly faster, as if they had seen the god of plague.
Xiang Jiejie has already done a good job of psychological construction in front of the door and doesn't care about the Chinese people!
Looking around, no suspicious person was found.
The boss lady of the steamed stuffed bun stall has a look of hatred like a knife. If looks could kill, Xiang Jie would have died 800 times.
Xiang Jie squinted and took a bite of steamed buns and rice porridge, and the food was quickly consumed.
He wiped his mouth and prepared to stand up to pay.
"Bang..."
A gunshot broke the early silence and resounded through the sky.
The bullets are heading towards Xiang Jie rapidly...
