Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Some people are happy that someone is worried.

As long as it involves handicap, it involves winning or losing.

Xu San's five hundred US dollars plus a small yellow croaker is a considerable sum of money for the Black Dragon Society.

This is undoubtedly a further blow to them as they are already running a fiscal deficit.

In fact, the Black Dragon Society's financial situation was quite good, and they were doing quite well in the Magic City.

Unfortunately, their leader was unlucky and was obsessed with lust and fell in love with Miss Ji.

As a result, they were killed on the train and dozens of small yellow croakers were taken away.

So, facing Xu San’s bet this time, they could only run over and bow.

He first returned the principal, then took out more than three hundred US dollars, saying that the remaining money would be returned within three days.

Xu San didn't hesitate. He asked them to write an IOU and then left with Akagi.

After walking a short distance, when Heisaki returned to the team, Xu San handed the IOU to Heisaki.

Kurosaki didn't say much, nor did he ask why, he just put it away.

Instead of calling a taxi, the four of them found a noodle restaurant along the street by the river.

At the dinner table, Xu San said, "Kurosaki-kun, after I help Akagi collect the debt this time, I will go and collect the debt for you."

Kurosaki's expression changed a little. He pulled out chopsticks from the chopstick cage and asked, "Should I die?"

Xu San nodded, "Wait until night, I'll find someone to make something, and then I can die."

Akagi and the other man naturally knew what Xu San and Kurosaki were talking about.

suspended animation.

Xu San had long intended to make Kurosaki fake his death and then retire early.

This time in Shanghai, it can be said to be a perfect opportunity.

Hei Qi and the Black Dragon Society had a grudge, and because of this, they had a conflict, and then he was accidentally killed by the Black Dragon Society, which was considered normal. The four of them ate noodles in silence.

Hongye was very envious of Kurosaki, envious of him for being able to escape from the war early and return to his country to focus on peace of mind.

"After your funeral arrangements are made, I will arrange for you to return home first. After you return, go to Kyoto and wait for my news." Xu San continued.

At this time, four bowls of noodles had been served.

It's steaming hot, crystal clear, and looks very appetizing.

Kurosaki held the chopsticks, paused for a second, and exhaled a foul breath, "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite?" Xu San smiled, "We are comrades-in-arms."

After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles, Xu San looked at Akagi and said, "Is the injury on your body okay?"

"I'll need to apply some medicine later. Andre's punches are very powerful."

Xu San touched his chin and continued to stare at Akagi's bruised face. "If the impact is not serious, we will apply medicine after we get the bill."

"It doesn't affect the action, but why did Xu Sanjun do this?" Akagi asked puzzledly.

"I just passed by a gouache shop, and I saw that they have a wide range of products. I'll buy some later, and then put some makeup on you to cover up the bruises on your body. We'll be done with the bill soon, and if you take off your makeup you'll look like you've been beaten up."

Akagi's eyebrows twitched a few times, "Is this for public opinion?"

"Public opinion comes first. This drama is mainly to gain sympathy." Xu San said seriously, "I found a reporter to follow the whole process of collecting the debt. Afterwards, this incident will appear in tomorrow's morning newspaper."

"Do you need a briefing to collect the debt?" Hongye also interrupted and asked.

"Yes, this debt collection is to pave the way for subsequent actions." Xu San explained.

Hongye was eating noodles. "Your command style is completely different from that of Colonel Yamamoto. No matter how big or small the operation is, Colonel Yamamoto will never reveal the mission objective until the very end."

Xu San poured a little vinegar into the noodles. "Military operations should be like this to prevent the leakage of intelligence." (End of this chapter)