Living in the Republic of China era, from undercover agent to immortality

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A few days later, Kyushu Island.

A light rain was falling, and the dock was sparsely populated.

Li Changfeng, disguised as a Japanese ronin, appeared at the dock, where he was greeted by Oshima Saburo's daughter, Oshima Junko.

Ever since Li Changfeng implanted the incantation technique in her mind, the image of this man has been constantly on her mind.

Because Li Changfeng killed important figures in the Mei Agency and the Special Higher Police, and plotted to have Matsumoto Naotachi die in a coffee shop.

This incident became a disgrace to the Shanghai Command, and his identity information was not made public.

After Harada Ichiro was arrested, Oshima Junko got her revenge.

He took his mother back to his homeland and left a letter for Li Changfeng.

With this letter, Li Changfeng was able to contact the woman again.

"Takeuchi-kun, it's nice to see you again..."

"I've been missing you a lot these days."

"Thank you for helping Junko's family avenge themselves, and for coming to visit me..."

Junko Oshima, holding an oil-paper umbrella, bowed slightly to Li Changfeng.

Then he smiled and said with great gratitude.

Li Changfeng's lips curled up slightly as he stepped forward and wrapped his arm around Oshima Junko's slender waist.

“Junko, when your father was alive, he betrothed you to me.”

"Officially, you are my fiancée."

"It's only right that I come to see you..."

"However, I would like to see my uncle, Mr. Ito. I have encountered some trouble in Shanghai."

As Li Changfeng walked with Oshima Junko in his hand, he glanced at the Japanese police patrolling the dock.

He then lowered his voice and said with a serious expression.

When Junko Oshima heard that Li Changfeng wanted to see Hirobumi Ito, her face lit up with joy.

"Mr. Takeuchi, His Majesty the Emperor will be holding a festival at the shrine in a few days."

"Ito-kun and several ministers will be present at that time."

"Our Oshima family's caravan will also head over there to provide some supplies to the fallen imperial warriors."

"I'll talk to my second uncle and he'll take you with him."

"........"

Junko Oshima spoke very enthusiastically, but her expression quickly turned sour.

As a business family based in Kyushu, Saburo Oshima had extended his business to Shanghai before his death.

However, after his death, Junko Oshima's second uncle, Shiro Oshima, took over the family business.

Junko Oshima and her mother lost control of their business.

"Thank you very much, Junko."

“I still have some shares in the Oshima Chamber of Commerce.”

“If this matter is successfully resolved, I am willing to give up my shares.”

"Hand it over to Second Uncle to manage..."

"You can keep the profits from selling the shares, Junko."

Li Changfeng looked at the box in his hand and said very seriously.

Immediately afterwards, the two got into a pedicab.

Junko Oshima pointed in a direction and led Li Changfeng toward a house in Kyushu.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance, I saw several Japanese ronin gathered around it.

A woman's screams came from inside the house, seemingly pleading for help!

"Akasan, Akasan, you beasts..."

"Junko, Junko, get out of here quickly!"

"........"

Junko Oshima put down her oil-paper umbrella and rushed inside.

But from inside the house came the voice of an old woman in a panic.

Li Changfeng glanced at the werewolves around him, and his eyes immediately turned cold.

It turned out that the group of people were queuing outside, and the Japanese ronin leading them had already tackled Oshima Junko's mother, Chiyoko.

An elderly woman, her clothes disheveled, was looking towards the doorway, pleading for help.

When Junko Oshima appeared in the house, the leader, the ronin Mita Fukushima, had an eye on her.

"Yosh, another one."

"What a beautiful young lady! Could you be Chairman Oshima's daughter?"

"It's truly a sight to behold..."

Abe Shinji said, drooling, and then stood up and walked towards Oshima Junko.

Just then, a scream was heard from outside the door.

Several Japanese ronin who were watching had their throats slit by a young man.

Li Changfeng walked in, holding a short knife and with a cold look in his eyes.

Blood dripped from the blade, and before the Japanese ronin could even make a move, he had already hacked them to death outside the door.

"Who...who are you?"

When Abe Kinji first saw this man, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

He reached for the samurai sword on the ground with one hand and retreated very cautiously.

"The one who'll take your life..."

Li Changfeng smiled coldly and brought his knife down!

Shinji Abe's head flew high into the air.

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“Takeuchi-kun, these people are all apprentices at the martial arts school.”

"The person you just killed was named Abe Kinji, the younger brother of the master of Japanese airflow, Abe Saburo."

"You've gotten yourself into a huge mess..."

A few minutes later, Junko Oshima looked at the corpse in the room and said with a grim expression.

Li Changfeng curled his lip in disdain.

"What's there to be afraid of? My uncle is Ito Hirobumi, and I'm a member of the Manchurian Intelligence Bureau."

“Abe Saburo alone can’t do anything to me.”

Li Changfeng said with great confidence.

These days, he has been using tracking techniques to check Matsui Shirou's schedule.

That old devil is still sending people to search for him in Shanghai.

These idiots have no idea they've already reached the Japanese mainland.

One can still use their previous identity as a cover.

“Takeuchi-kun, you saved me and my mother.”

"Junko will be yours from now on, and will stay with you for the rest of her life."

Please accept my respect.........

Junko Oshima looked at Li Changfeng and bent down at a ninety-degree angle.

My gratitude towards Li Changfeng has reached its peak.

"Very well, find someone to dispose of the body and take me to see your second uncle."

Li Changfeng threw away the dagger in his hand and said to Junko Oshima.

Junko Oshima nodded slightly, and soon came in with several patrol officers.

They dragged the body out and cleaned the house.

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Meanwhile, inside the Kyushu Extreme Martial Arts Hall.

A Japanese samurai in his thirties was meditating when suddenly the door was pushed open.

"Report, something terrible has happened."

"Young Master, your brother has been murdered in a alley on Fu'an Street."

"Several martial arts students who were with him also suffered the same fate."

"The police station said it was a man named Takeuchi Mineichi who did it."

"That man claimed to be Lord Ito's nephew..."

Upon hearing the news, the Japanese samurai glanced at the Japanese ronin before him, and his eyes immediately turned cold.

He then slammed his fist hard into the stone pillar in front of him.

"Crack!"

A fist-shaped imprint immediately appeared on the stone pillar, surrounded by a dense network of cracks.

"Damn it, how many nephews and nieces does Ito have?"

"How dare he kill my brother! I will make him pay with his life."

"......"

As the man stood up, the stone pillar beside him collapsed with a crash.

His body was as muscular as an iron tower, and a mountain-splitting axe appeared in his hand.