Dragon Raja: Oh no! Lu Mingfei has been diagnosed with depression!

"It was all a misunderstanding."

Old Tang scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he thought about what he had just said and done.

Sakura was indeed very thoughtful. Considering that the VIPs might fish themselves and inevitably sweat, she chose a fishing boat that was actually a luxury cruise ship with complete facilities, including a small movie theater.

Since he was someone Lu Mingfei knew, Lao Tang was naturally treated well. He took a comfortable bath under the guidance of the crew and ate a plate of seafood fried rice for five people amidst the crew's shocked gazes.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei and the others sat in a circle around Old Tang, looking him up and down at this tough guy.

According to him, he originally wanted to take a human smuggling boat to Japan, but the captain raised the price halfway through the journey. Old Tang couldn't pay, so he was thrown off the boat. He drifted at sea for a long time before he saw the boat. He happened to see people fishing on the boat, so he hurriedly swam over and was then caught.

"You said you climbed up by holding onto the fishing line?"

Chu Zihang asked, "Can I see your hand?"

"Oh, of course!"

Old Tang was a little confused, but he still reached out his hand. After all, these people had just saved him and were Lu Mingfei's friends. It was much more normal to look at their hands than their buttocks.

Chu Zihang examined the hands. There was nothing special about them, except that they were a little pale from being soaked in seawater for too long, and there wasn't even a single wound.

"What's wrong?"

Old Tang was a little curious.

"It's nothing, just checking if you're injured."

Chu Zihang shook his head and sat down to continue wiping his knife.

Why did you try to illegally enter Japan?

Yuan Zhisheng asked in a low voice, as this was the question he was more concerned about.

It wasn't because of smuggling, but because of human smuggling ships. As the young master of the Japanese underworld, he was naturally aware of the existence of human smuggling ships, and sometimes his family would even cooperate with them to transport contraband into the country.

But precisely because of this, Genjiro knew the routes of human smuggling ships, and in theory, there should be no human smuggling ships at their current location.

Yuan Zhisheng scanned Old Tang from head to toe. The man's vital signs were stable, and his complexion was rosy; he didn't look like he had been adrift at sea for a long time at all. What he had just said was probably just a misjudgment caused by the inability to calculate time at sea. He thought he had been adrift for more than ten hours, but in reality, only a few hours had passed.

Based on the speed and direction of the seawater flow, the location where Lao Tang fell into the sea was very close to this ship, which means that, without the knowledge of the Sheqi family, someone had been transporting some kind of contraband into Japan.

Considering the recent crackdown on the yakuza by the Japanese government, Genji felt a vague unease.

"Due to work reasons..."

Old Tang replied weakly, "My job requires me not to leave my information at customs, so I have no choice but to resort to smuggling."

"What kind of job requires illegal immigration?"

Fingel gasped. "You're not really here to sell yourself, are you? No wonder you were so skilled just now. You even came all the way to Japan to sell yourself. You're very dedicated, bro."

"I didn't come to Japan to sell myself, no! I definitely didn't come here to sell myself! I have a legitimate job!"

Old Tang was shocked. He thought to himself, "Is this person really Mingming's friend? He looks like a complete lewd old virgin!"

"I remember you once told me you were a bounty hunter, so what kind of mission did you get this time?"

Lu Mingfei thought for a moment. Old Tang had boasted to him about his work for a while, so he still remembered him.

"That's right, that's right! Mingming, you have such a good memory!"

Old Tang was overjoyed; since Lu Mingfei still remembered him, he didn't have to worry about how to explain it.

"Actually, there's a website for people in our line of work. Employers post their quests there, and hunters who have reached the required level can view the quests, decide whether to accept them, and then send their profiles to the employers. If the employers are satisfied, they'll receive a reply. This time, I was interested in a quest on there, and the employer was very generous, so I accepted the quest and came here."

"Excuse me, what's the commission for this task? Is it worth taking such a risk?"

Fingel raised his hand.

"After deducting fees, the net proceeds will be approximately US$5000 million."

"5000 US dollars!"

Fingel's eyes widened, and he suddenly reached out and put his arm around Old Tang's shoulder, the two leaning against each other like brothers.

"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Finger, and I'm your senior brother Lu Mingfei's senior. Actually, I felt an instant connection with you from the moment we met, and I wished we could drink blood and become sworn brothers right there and then... By the way, can you tell me in detail what your boss sent you to Japan for? I have some connections in Japan, which might be able to help you."

"Brother Fingel!"

Old Tang was pleasantly surprised, thinking to himself that Mingming was indeed a true friend, always there for him when needed. He was just worried about how to live in Japan.

"What is your boss looking for?"

Fingel continued to smile.

"have no idea."

Old Tang shook his head.

"have no idea?"

Fingel checked it again.

"Yes, the employer didn't tell me what I was going to do, he just told me I would know when I got to Japan."

"Goodbye!"

Fingel decisively pulled his hand away, looking at him with a serious expression, "Don't ever say you're my brother Fingel when you go out in the future..."

"The employer said it's okay if I can't find one, as long as I come to Japan, I'll still get ten million US dollars in compensation."

"On the other hand, how could I, Fingel, be such a treacherous person? Once we're brothers, we'll be brothers for life!"

Fingel said righteously.

Caesar stared at the two clowns with a dark expression and couldn't help but cough.

"May I ask who this gentleman is...?"

Old Tang finally noticed the blond, handsome man with terrifying pectoral muscles. He was shocked by the noble air the man exuded and asked cautiously.

"Caesar Gattuso, I also have an account on the Hunter website, my ID is General Gaul."

Caesar said that since the other party was from the Hunter website, they should have heard of the surname Gattuso or the nickname Gallic General.

"Oh, brother Caesar!"

Old Tang suddenly realized what was going on and hurriedly stepped forward to shake Caesar's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. You're the one who just fished me out of there."

Caesar's face darkened further.

"Is your friend sick?"

Old Tang was startled by Caesar's expression and turned his head to ask Lu Mingfei in a low voice.

"He thought he had caught a big fish."

Chu Zihang said calmly from behind him.

Old Tang then understood, thinking to himself, no wonder this guy looked so bad. He'd heard that the thing fishermen feared most was catching something that wasn't a fish.

He scratched his backside, paused for a moment, then pulled a handful of small, silvery-blue fish from his crotch and threw them onto the deck in front of everyone, saying somewhat shyly:

"How about I return a few fish to you? They're a bit small, but there are quite a lot of them. I also have some in my pants if you want."