Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Xu San's words caused a burst of laughter, but it was not clear whether the laughter was mocking or funny.

Coolie Zhang San smiled awkwardly and said, "How could I dare to hit anyone? I just pushed him a few times."

Xu San also laughed. Even if he really beat him, it couldn't be said to be a beating at this time. It should be said to be a pushing.

The same is true in later generations. If something is said wrong, the characterization will be different.

Well, maybe the Qing Gang told us to do this.

"By the way!" Xu San asked, "Is the road you mentioned accessible on normal days?"

"Normally it's fine, but I don't know what the Black Dragon Society did today. They placed dozens of people there."

"Several dozen? How can you be sure?" Xu San asked.

"I figured it out." Coolie Zhang San scratched his head. "After I pushed that kid down, he started to mobilize people. When I whistled, three of them came. Now there are five of them. No matter how strong I am, I have to run against five little Japanese. Moreover, they were holding sticks. As I ran, I found that the area around No. 7 of C was full of their people. I would run into them no matter where I went. In the end, they blocked me in a dead end and beat me up. If I wasn't thick-skinned, I would have been beaten to death on the spot."

At this point, there was another burst of laughter.

After laughing, Xu San pushed Qian and said, "Brother Zhang San, you haven't told me why they are blocking your way."

Zhang San put away the money and said, "It's hard to say. I don't understand what they are saying. Anyway, they won't let me through."

"Really?" Xu San asked.

"Really?" Zhan San looked at Xu San and touched the money in his pocket. "Why don't you ask Master Gou? Maybe he knows?"

"Is this Master Gou a member of the Qing Gang? Was he the one who saved you?" Xu San asked.

"Yes! Master Gou understands Japanese!"

Xu San turned his head and looked at the driver, who immediately said, "I know Master Gou. If you want to find him, I can introduce him to you."

Xu San waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's not big news. Just know the general idea." Then, Xu San poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and said to the driver, "Let's go back."

After returning to his table, Xu San watched another section of Pingtan and asked the driver, "Do you know Section 7 of Bingzi?"

"I know!" The driver replied without hesitation, "The entire Bing character is from Japan."

"Ao~" Xu San nodded, "Is it far from here?"

"According to my pace, it will take about ten minutes."

"Okay, let's go check it out then?"

The driver hesitated, "The Japanese are not easy to mess with, let's not cause any trouble."

"Haha~" Xu San smiled meaningfully, "Have you forgotten my identity?"

"Pah!" The driver slapped his head. "Why didn't I forget about this? You are from Japan!"

"Actually, it's just a look!" Xu San said as he handed over a few more French dollars. "This is not considered as the cost of chartering a car, but as the cost of the interview."

The driver took the money and asked, "Do you have a lot of money for this interview?"

“The amount to be given depends on the size of the news.”

The driver was not stupid either. Xu San's generous move made him sense something fishy was going on.

He rolled his eyes and whispered in Xu San's ear, "You said there might be big news here?"

"Hmm!" Xu San nodded gently and replied in a low voice, "Probably, possibly! I am relying on the intuition of a reporter to make this judgment."

The driver frowned and said, "You reporters are really like that. Your nose is sharper than a dog's!" (End of this chapter)