I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Speaking of Luan Qiaoling, Lu Pingsheng thought about how he first saw her identity and saw that she was just a singer.

It's only been a few months, how come he has become Inoue's agent?

Could it be that after meeting Wu Ziyang, he was won over by Li Xiaoya?

After all, the Japanese are best at instigating rebellion.

Or, could he only look at the person's occupation at the time? Lu Pingsheng secretly made a note of it, ready to verify his guess next time.

"Brother Lu, all the map information is in my mind. I burned the rest. I know that even if the Japanese devils from Tongwen College survived, I guess there won't be many normal people, right?"

Wei Miao saw that his expression was changeable, pointed at his head, his eyes sparkling.

Among those bugs last night, there were many that can parasitize the brain and internal organs. Even if you are not stupid, few of them are healthy.

Lu Pingsheng saw her eyes rolling and showing a little fox-like expression, and thought to himself:

The abacus beads all jumped to the moon.

"What's the price? Won't it be like sending a telegram, charging by symbol?" Lu Pingsheng pretended to be hurt and teased her.

Wei Miao shook her head like a rattle. This time she went on a killing spree, first killing the two kidnappers; then she killed the two-faced high-ranking official of the government; also the professor of Tongwen College and a dozen Japanese scholars who were bitten by insects.

As a qualified little money-eater, you have to settle these accounts first.

Lu Pingsheng finally realized that when people are speechless, they will laugh, and they will laugh out loud.

"Brother Lu, you are no longer as handsome as you used to be. If you laugh, it will be a little scary." Wei Miao suggested sincerely.

She now knows that the scar on Brother Lu’s cheek was caused by Feng Zhenzhen. It is said that without special potions, the scar can remain on the face for a lifetime.

Wei Miao felt that if Brother Lu had not avenged Miss Feng, he would probably have to live the rest of his life with a centipede scar on his cheek?

Will this affect his image as a bootlicker in front of the Japanese? After all, the aesthetic taste of the Japanese dwarfs seems to be pretty good.

"Are you sure that the man surnamed Gao is dead?" Lu Pingsheng certainly knew the official surnamed Gao. If the anti-Japanese war had not broken out in full swing, many people in the authorities would have wanted to negotiate with the Japanese to maintain the status quo.

Therefore, they had close contacts with Japan, especially the original team of the authorities, most of whom had studied abroad in Japan.

The senior official surnamed Gao had also studied in Japan in his early years and had a very good relationship with Japanese senior officials stationed in China. He also jumped back and forth between Mr. Wang and the old man, making both sides think that he was an undercover agent around each other.

Finally, seeing that the old man's position was becoming more and more secure with the support of the Kangcheng family, he persuaded Mr. Wang, who had nowhere else to go, to surrender to Japan.

At the critical moment of the Japanese invasion of China, the defection of the vice president of the authorities was an unimaginable blow to the Chinese people and caused an uproar across the country.

The two-faced culprit was bitten to death by a snake?

"Being bitten by a highly venomous pit viper on the carotid artery would normally take five minutes to heal. Without treatment, the victim would die within an hour at most."

Wei Miao felt that Brother Lu looked even uglier and more frightening when his face was changeable. He needed to find a good dermatologist to remove the scar on his cheek.

"It's better to die." Lu Pingsheng was very happy and repeated these two sentences excitedly.

Wei Miao took advantage of the opportunity to ask, "How much is he worth?"

"Priceless! Ah Miao, you don't know what a remarkable thing you have done."

Wei Miao knew what was going on: three boxes of gold ingots!

After all, Brother Lu had praised her in the same way when the bacterial bomb was dropped a week ago.

If Lu Pingsheng knew what she was thinking, he would be overjoyed!

The two of them talked a lot about the nameless island. Especially when they heard that the information Wei Miao had written down included a comprehensive topographic map of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, Lu Pingsheng's mouth grinned as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Ah Miao, if there were more people like you, we might be able to defeat them without bloodshed, and we wouldn't have to..."

There would not be a need to sacrifice so many people, whether it was the authorities’ army or the comrades in the Northwest, they all shed blood and sweat and sacrificed their lives for this country.

According to incomplete statistics, more than three million regular soldiers died and more than two million were injured in the war against the Japanese invaders.

They are all children of their parents, parents of their children, and the living beings nurtured by this land.

There are child soldiers in their teens, old farmers with missing teeth, illiterate women, wealthy young men with fine clothes and delicious food, and female students in their prime. . .

Wei Miao saw that Brother Lu was beginning to look sad again, so he quietly put the share certificate he had just collected into his bag.

"Don't let it go, they will have to buy it back later!" When Lu Pingsheng came back to his senses, he was speechless when he saw his extremely stealthy actions. The idea of ​​finding a political commissar for Wei Miao popped up uncontrollably again.

For some reason, since a few days ago, he always felt that there was something stealthy about A Miao, and repeatedly suspected that she was a thief.

Wei Miao heard him speak so casually, and protested with an unhappy look on her face: "Brother Lu, your words don't count."

Lu Pingsheng adjusted the pillow behind him, found a comfortable position to lean on, and patiently explained to the little kid who was obsessed with money:

"This was an accident, so we activated the backup plan. If future shipping is to be smooth and long-term, we still have to rely on the power behind these people."

Wei Miao rolled his eyes to the sky.

Miss Bai and Mr. Ding are fine, but the forces behind them are somewhat helpless. However, Kazuken Aso is a Japanese and the archenemy of Brother Lu!

"Don't worry, it's easy to sell them, but we will make them bleed heavily when we buy them back. The extra money can be exchanged for gold or shares." Lu Pingsheng coaxed her.

Lu Pingsheng had no way to deal with this. This was how the world of Vanity Fair was. If it were him, he would also take advantage of someone's illness to kill him.

But this time, what he wanted most was to take back the shares in Aso's hands. When he was in Hong Kong Island, he had already made a deal with the Governor's Office and was willing to let the Governor's Office have a share of the profits.

It's impossible for him and Wei Miao to get this share of the pie. It just so happened that he had already made the coma plan in advance, and he also calculated the reactions of all parties after he fell into a coma.

He might as well take it back and reorganize it. Not only would he not suffer any loss from the purchase and sale, but he could also make some extra money for the kid. The shares in the Governor's Office could be easily controlled, and he could also gain a good reputation for being righteous and benevolent.

Wei Miao was very unhappy, her goal was 90%!

Can this be the same?

You could have gotten ten large yellow croakers, but now you only get ten dollars.

Brother Lu is sometimes too cunning, and he even schemes against his own people. This time, the gold that was about to reach his mouth is really gone, and Wei Miao feels very resentful.

"By the way, I heard from He Laoer that you are buying and selling cotton yarn?" Lu Pingsheng pulled the corner of his mouth, trying to change the subject.

He was very successful. With just one simple question, Wei Miao's eyes, which had rolled up to the sky, quickly retracted and he lowered his head in guilt.