Liang Jian: I have a canteen

In the new year, I wish you all a happy new year and prosperity.
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"What's wrong?"

"It's so clean here!"

"Yeah! Indeed!"

As he spoke, one of the agents stared at the boss and asked sternly, "Tell me! Why is this place so clean?"

The boss smiled bitterly. As a small businessman who had lived in Shanghai for a long time, he was quite familiar with dealing with these evildoers, so he replied naturally, "Isn't it natural that this place should be clean? Think about it, this is the kitchen. If it's not clean, how can customers come to eat here?"

The boss's smile was flattering. After wiping his hands on his apron, he took out a few French francs from his pocket and tried to slip them into the other person's hand quietly.

Unfortunately, the two agents were very principled and pushed the boss away before he even got close to them, "Don't try that on me!"

"This~~"

The boss wanted to insist, but was once again roughly pushed away by the spy.

"I told you to stop talking!" The spy said in a bad tone and rejected the boss again.

After pushing it open this time, the agent suddenly said, "There seems to be a door behind that cabinet."

The other agent nodded, then walked over to the cabinet and roughly pushed it over.

When the back door was revealed, the boss's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Haha~" The agent sneered, stepped through the back door, and then turned to look at the boss, "This is what you want to hide behind."

The other agent also cooperated, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the boss, "Tell me! Where did that man go?"

The boss looked unhappy and his back was soaked with a large wet area.

"No, there's really no one!"

The boss is definitely still being stubborn. If he admits it now, he will never be able to clear himself even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and chase them." The leading spy suddenly spoke up because he had found some footprints.

"Hmph!" the spy snorted coldly, "Don't even think about escaping. Your shabby bun shop is registered!" As he said that, he and the leading spy walked out of the back door and followed the footprints left by Kurosaki.

The footprints were somewhat obvious, as if they were left intentionally, but at this moment the two agents who were eager to make a contribution did not notice them at all. They followed the footprints and soon came to a remote alley.

The alley is dead, that is, a dead end.

When they reached the soaked alley, they stopped and looked at the high wall in front of them, considering whether to climb over it or go around to the front and break down the door.

At this moment, two black gun muzzles were pointed at their heads.

In the silence, the two agents raised their hands at the same time.

The two agents were relatively calm, and after raising their hands, they didn't say much. Instead, they exchanged glances with each other, trying to come up with some strategy to kill Kurosaki.

Time passed by second by second.

Although it was short, the two agents performed several small moves.

However, the two spies had good intentions, but the reality was cruel.

Just before they were about to take action, Kurosaki's finger pulled the trigger.

"piu"

A dull gunshot was heard and a spy's head was blown open.

Blood spurted out and he fell to the ground.

The spy was obviously caught off guard by Kurosaki's sudden shooting and killing, but what he didn't expect even more was Kurosaki's next words!
"Are you from the Black Dragon Society?"

Kurosaki spoke Japanese, of course, and he spoke it fluently.

The spy obviously understood Japanese. After hearing what Kurosaki said, he paused in surprise and replied, "Are you from Japan?" (End of this chapter)