From the Siheyuan, I started to run around in the world

Ever since Sakurako was lent to Zhang Dongliang as a bicycle once, she missed that experience very much.

It’s just that Zhang Sang hasn’t come these few days, and Yingzi feels a little lost.

"Is Mr. Watanabe in the company?" Suddenly, Sakurako heard the voice she had been thinking about.

"Mr. Zhang, please come in and sit down." Yingzi's eyes immediately showed a strange look, and she welcomed Zhang Dongliang into the office with surprise.

"Mr. Zhang, please have some tea." Yingzi took the opportunity to pass the tea and gently rubbed Zhang Dongliang's hand with the back of her hand.

Zhang Dongliang's heart was moved. He grabbed Sakurako's hand and played with it. His eyes involuntarily glanced down along Sakurako's collar.

Yingzi understood what he meant and leaned forward to allow Zhang Dongliang to see more clearly.

Everything he saw was white and greasy, and Zhang Dongliang felt his blood boiling.

"Hi, Sakurako, is Mr. Watanabe here? I need to see him for something."

Zhang Dongliang was afraid that he could not control himself and did something indecent in the office, so he quickly shifted his gaze and asked Sakurako.

"Please wait a moment, Zhang-san. I'll go find Mr. Watanabe."

Now that Zhang-san has arrived, the good days of bicycles have also arrived. Sakurako went out to look for Watanabe Shichiro with a happy smile on her face.

Zhang Dongliang came to see Watanabe Shichiro today because he really had something to do, not just to ride a bicycle.

As the date of the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War approached, Zhang Dongliang had an inexplicable sense of urgency.

He must purchase enough supplies from Watanabe Shichiro before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. Once the war breaks out, it will be difficult to purchase in bulk.

Zhang Dongliang didn't place many orders last time. Firstly, he was afraid that too large an order would scare Watanabe Shichiro, and secondly, isn't this how the Party A always plays with the Party B?

How can Party A reveal all the cards in his hand to Party B at once? Wouldn't that mean that Party A would lose the joy of being Party A?

Just like today, if Zhang Dongliang came to place another order, Watanabe Shichiro would be extremely happy and grateful.

It goes without saying that you will be warmly welcomed for dinner, and you will definitely be loaned your bicycle for a ride.

Zhang Dongliang asked himself: "Why do I always want to ride other people's bicycles? Is it because I have awakened some kind of attribute?"

"Hahaha~~I'm so happy to see Mr. Zhang today." Before Watanabe Shichiro arrived, his laughter was heard coming from outside.

"Mr. Watanabe~~ No, I will call you Watanabe-kun from now on. Watanabe-kun is my good friend, and of course I will think of my good friend when something good happens."

"Zhang-san is indeed my best friend, Watanabe Shichiro, hahahaha. Sakurako, go and prepare the meal, I want to have a good drink with Zhang-san."

The situation was similar to last time, a very perfect and smooth process. After the meal, it was still Sakurako who helped Zhang Dongliang to rest.

Sakurako even had the idea of ​​being a bicycle forever. You know, it would be scary if a bicycle developed its own consciousness.

Zhang Dongliang added another 2 pieces of cloth orders every month. After signing the contract and paying the deposit, Zhang Dongliang left, leaving Watanabe Shichiro alone to enjoy himself.

Zhang Dongliang strolled along the streets of Hongkou District without rushing home.

The Hongkou District is now heavily Japanese-styled, with many Japanese-style buildings. It is an important gathering area for them to implement their population migration plan.

The population migration plan is the immigration policy towards China implemented by the United States. Only when a certain population ratio is reached can it be convenient to control China.

These mud merchants and ronin in Hongkou District may seem like ordinary people, but during the war they assisted the regular Japanese army in conducting special operations in Shanghai.

Especially some ronin, they were the vanguards of the invasion of China, even though they were not wearing military uniforms.

Zhang Dongliang's purpose of strolling here was to systematically eliminate some of the ronin. Rather than letting them do evil, it would be better to let them die in his hands.

It's just getting dark now, it's dinner time, and there are many people walking on the street. It's not a good time to take action.

Zhang Dongliang found an empty shadowy corner and slipped into the small world.

It's a good time to have a meal and do some preparation work first.

Find a silicone mask and wear it when you go on the move.

However, he didn't have the clothes of a ronin. He searched for a long time in the small world before he found a so-called Taekwondo training suit. He could only use it to pretend to be a ronin.

Zhang Dongliang didn't know how to wear clogs, as he wasn't used to them, so he simply found a pair of old Beijing cloth shoes to wear.

Many ronin also wear cloth shoes; it is impossible for them all to go out wearing wooden clogs.

At 21:00 in the evening, Zhang Dongliang changed his clothes and left the small world.

At 21:00 in the evening, there were basically no normal people on the streets. Except for those who were hanging out, there were gangsters and ronin.

Zhang Dongliang took a big sip of wine, poured some white wine on himself, and walked out of the shadows, looking drunk.

Zhang Dongliang planned to use the method of boiling a frog in warm water to slowly eliminate some of the ronin so as not to alert the mud bombers.

Now is not the right time. If we take drastic actions, the only ones who will suffer will be the Chinese people.

As for the notorious Hongkou Dojo where many ronin gathered, it was a hornet's nest and could not be touched at all.

We can only wait until the Anti-Japanese War breaks out and wipe them out all at once. Otherwise, how can we deal with the people who are left behind while we enjoy ourselves?

Since we are acting quietly, the most important thing is to find the lone ronin.

When Zhang Dongliang was strolling there and wanted to curse, he finally saw two ronin coming out of the Japanese sake tavern in front of him.

"Akita-kun, I've been drinking for so long, but I still don't know how long you've been in China?"

"Yagyu-kun, I have been in China for more than two years."

"Ah~~Akita-kun has been here for such a long time, he must have made a fortune."

"No way, Mr. Yagyu. I'm so poor now. The money I used to treat you to drinks today was stolen from a small Chinese vendor." Ronin Akita complained.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know Akita-kun had such a hard time."

"It's not your fault, Yagyu-kun. Yagyu-kun comes from a big family, so of course he doesn't know the life of us poor people."

"By the way, aren't Akita-kun's two brothers also in China? Haven't you seen them?"

"No, they are in the Kwantung Army in Manchuria and have no chance to come to Shanghai. I don't have the money to go find them."

"Don't worry, Akita-kun. When the Empire launches a holy war, our chance as samurai will come. Everyone will be able to make a fortune."

Considering that others were treating him to a drink, Yagyu comforted Akita.

"That's great. I've been here for two years, and I've only robbed a few vendors and slept with a few prostitutes, but I've never had a big opportunity."

Zhang Dongliang was following not far away, listening to their conversation, and was already furious.

"What the hell, Akita? I'm going to turn you into a dead dog today."

Zhang Dongliang followed the two of them not too far away. When they reached the shadow in front, Zhang Dongliang quickly took a few steps forward, pretending to be careless, and bumped into them from behind.

"Baga, don't you have eyes?" The two men turned around and cursed at Zhang Dongliang.

To outsiders, all ronin may look the same, but there are also different factions and individuals among the ronin.

Just like the gangs in China, you think they are all the same, but in fact they are also divided into different groups. If gang members who are not familiar with each other have conflicts, they will still fight.

Zhang Dongliang was wearing ronin's clothes and reeked of alcohol, but he did not arouse their vigilance. They thought he was a drunk ronin who bumped into them without paying attention.

"Sorry, I'm drunk."

Zhang Dongliang bowed forward as he spoke, as if to apologize.

Zhang Dongliang was holding two five-six-and-a-half-inch triangular bayonets in his hands. The moment he bent forward, the two five-six-and-a-half-inch triangular bayonets stabbed into the chests of both of them.