Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai
Chapter 918 The devil who killed the knife!
Chapter 918 The devil who kills a thousand knives!
"Old man, don't be afraid. I invited you here this time, just to taste your wontons. The young man just said that your wontons are full of ingredients, but unfortunately I didn't taste them. Please ask the old man to help you I'll make another bowl, please!"
With an approachable smile on his face, Matsui Iwane discussed with the old man selling wontons in a pleading tone.
Knowing the ferocity of the little devil, the old man quickly waved his hands and said, "The Imperial Army doesn't have to do this, isn't it just a bowl of wonton? I'll do it, I'll do it."
As the old man said, he quickly set fire to make ravioli for Matsui Iwane, while Matsui Iwane and several devil officers watched from the sidelines.
Matsui Iwane said: "You can see that this old gentleman is skilled in movements, and he can be seen as a veteran craftsman. The Chinese food culture is indeed profound!"
"What your Excellency said is very true. I heard that there are eight major cuisines in China, which are very rich."
The secretary-general on the side agreed.
At this time, Matsui Iwane said: "It's no wonder that the Dragon Boat Festival will say that we drink blood, or that our Great Japanese Empire has too few dishes."
"Your Excellency, I don't agree with what you said at the Dragon Boat Festival. He said that we drink blood like a fool, because he doesn't understand the delicious sashimi of the Japanese Empire. So I think that Chinese people are ignorant! Stupid!"
At this time, it was Matsui Iwane's adjutant who made his speeches.
Matsui Iwane nodded in satisfaction and said, "What Kojima-kun said is very true, hahaha!"
"Huangjun, the wontons are ready."
Just as Matsui Iwane was laughing, the old man who made wonton had already filled the wonton.
There are only six bowls in total, not enough for a dozen devils.
Of course, no one dared to compete with Matsui Iwane for the wontons, and they had to serve the wontons with both hands.
And no one dared to touch the rest of the wontons, because who knows how much Matsui Iwane's appetite will be?
So under the envious eyes of everyone, Matsui Iwane gently blew the heat on the wontons, and then scooped up the wontons with a spoon and delivered them to his mouth.
Matsui Iwane tasted it with satisfaction, thinking: No wonder he ate three bowls at a time during the Dragon Boat Festival. The Chinese wontons are indeed very delicious.
However, just when he thought of Duan Wu, he suddenly recalled the teasing and teasing of Duan Wu when he suspected that there was poison in the wontons.
Who is Matsui Iwane?That was the commander of the Shanghai Dispatched Army.He is the biggest in North China, and no one dares to disobey him.
But today, he was ridiculed.
Matsui Iwane's old face suddenly changed color, and he dropped a bowl of wontons to the ground with a bang.
The old devil said coldly: "It's not that delicious at all, I think you deliberately made such unpalatable pig food for me to eat!"
"Huang Jun, I can't. I do this all the time. You saw it just now. That young man ate three bowls in a row."
At this time, the old man quickly explained, but he should never have brought up the Dragon Boat Festival.
Matsui Iwane's old face became more and more ugly, and he sneered: "Since you said that the wontons you cook have always tasted this way, it can only show that your cooking skills are indeed very average. Your cooking skills are not as good as yours. It looks like it was made by hand, hehe, I don't think you want your hands, right?"
Speaking of this, Matsui Iwane waved at the guards, and the two guards grabbed the old man and pulled him out.
"The imperial army spares my life, the imperial army spares my life, I still have a big family to support,... ah!"
The old man begged the devil to spare his life, but where would the vicious devil listen?
After a while, the old man screamed. His hands were chopped off alive by the little devil, and then he and those hands were thrown outside the headquarters.
The old man fell heavily on the ice-cold bluestone ground. He trembled from the pain and couldn't move for a long time.
He didn't dare to call out, because there were devils in front of the headquarters, and these little devils who killed thousands of swords had no humanity at all.
The old man felt a little regretful at this time, if he had listened to that young man earlier, I am afraid that today's disaster would not have happened.
The old man wanted to cry but had no tears. Enduring the severe pain, he bit the clothes of the broken arm with his teeth and walked home step by step.
He didn't know if he could last until then, but he wanted to see his family for the last time,
・・・・・・・
Back in time to the time when the old man was arrested, Duan Wu had just returned to the Century Hotel when someone called him.
Dragon Boat Festival looked for the prestige, but saw Zhou Weiguo.
Duanwu looked around for a while, and many eyes were fixed on Zhou Weiguo at this time.
But there was no way around it. There were many people watching the Dragon Boat Festival all the time, so it was impossible for Zhou Weiguo not to be exposed.
And now that Zhou Weiguo has been exposed, there is nothing left to hide.
Duan Wu asked Zhou Weiguo to go upstairs and talk to him in his room.
I took the elevator up to the sixth floor. Because of the Dragon Boat Festival, the security guards at the elevator entrance did not stop me.
It's just that when it came to the presidential suite of the Dragon Boat Festival, it was discovered that there were security guards standing here.
Duan Wu asked: What's going on?
One of the security guards said in unfluent Chinese: "Our manager found out that the waiter who died in the guest room was not a hotel worker, so in order to ensure the personal safety of Mr. Duan Wu, the manager specially added a post here."
"Your manager is great!"
Duan Wu nodded, and then invited Zhou Weiguo into the room.
Although the house has been cleaned, there is still a pungent smell of blood.
Zhou Weiguo gently covered his nose with the juanpa in his jacket pocket, and then asked, "How many assassins are there?"
Because of the strong smell of blood, Zhou Weiguo suspected that more than one assassin had died.
Duan Wu said with a smile: "Only one, the bleeding is a bit big."
Duan Wu did not say much about the old abacus, because it would be troublesome to explain.And the old abacus naturally didn't say anything, after all, he seemed very out of control at the time.
Therefore, Zhou Weiguo didn't pursue it in detail, but sat down and said straight to the point about his arrangement with Chen Yi.
Duan Wu stopped at this time, but walked around the house, and sat back after confirming that there were no extra wires.
Zhou Weiguo also reflected at this time that Duan Wu was checking the house for the little devil's bug.
Of course, the little devils wanted to install this bug very much, but it was a pity that they didn't have the ability to foretell, and they didn't know that Dragon Boat Festival would stay in the Century Hotel, and it turned out to be the presidential suite.
And just after the assassin appeared in the presidential suite, the manager of the lobby sent someone to guard the door. If the little devil wanted to enter the room again, he could only climb in through the outer wall.
But even if they climbed in, it was useless, because the bugs at that time had not yet developed wireless reception, and to install bugs, two wires had to be pulled in.
But this is too obvious, unless there is enough time to hide these two lines, otherwise a little anti-reconnaissance awareness will be enough to easily find the bug.
At this moment, Duan Wu was sitting on the sofa, motioning Zhou Weiguo to continue talking.
Zhou Weiguo said: "Chen Yi and Wang Zhongxin split up and went to see their connectors. I came here to say hello to you. The car and money are left with Chen Yi."
Duan Wu said: "Yes, it is correct to put those money in Chen Yi's place. If it is given to Wang Zhongxin, hum! It would be weird if those people in the military command swallowed it anyway!"
(End of this chapter)
"Old man, don't be afraid. I invited you here this time, just to taste your wontons. The young man just said that your wontons are full of ingredients, but unfortunately I didn't taste them. Please ask the old man to help you I'll make another bowl, please!"
With an approachable smile on his face, Matsui Iwane discussed with the old man selling wontons in a pleading tone.
Knowing the ferocity of the little devil, the old man quickly waved his hands and said, "The Imperial Army doesn't have to do this, isn't it just a bowl of wonton? I'll do it, I'll do it."
As the old man said, he quickly set fire to make ravioli for Matsui Iwane, while Matsui Iwane and several devil officers watched from the sidelines.
Matsui Iwane said: "You can see that this old gentleman is skilled in movements, and he can be seen as a veteran craftsman. The Chinese food culture is indeed profound!"
"What your Excellency said is very true. I heard that there are eight major cuisines in China, which are very rich."
The secretary-general on the side agreed.
At this time, Matsui Iwane said: "It's no wonder that the Dragon Boat Festival will say that we drink blood, or that our Great Japanese Empire has too few dishes."
"Your Excellency, I don't agree with what you said at the Dragon Boat Festival. He said that we drink blood like a fool, because he doesn't understand the delicious sashimi of the Japanese Empire. So I think that Chinese people are ignorant! Stupid!"
At this time, it was Matsui Iwane's adjutant who made his speeches.
Matsui Iwane nodded in satisfaction and said, "What Kojima-kun said is very true, hahaha!"
"Huangjun, the wontons are ready."
Just as Matsui Iwane was laughing, the old man who made wonton had already filled the wonton.
There are only six bowls in total, not enough for a dozen devils.
Of course, no one dared to compete with Matsui Iwane for the wontons, and they had to serve the wontons with both hands.
And no one dared to touch the rest of the wontons, because who knows how much Matsui Iwane's appetite will be?
So under the envious eyes of everyone, Matsui Iwane gently blew the heat on the wontons, and then scooped up the wontons with a spoon and delivered them to his mouth.
Matsui Iwane tasted it with satisfaction, thinking: No wonder he ate three bowls at a time during the Dragon Boat Festival. The Chinese wontons are indeed very delicious.
However, just when he thought of Duan Wu, he suddenly recalled the teasing and teasing of Duan Wu when he suspected that there was poison in the wontons.
Who is Matsui Iwane?That was the commander of the Shanghai Dispatched Army.He is the biggest in North China, and no one dares to disobey him.
But today, he was ridiculed.
Matsui Iwane's old face suddenly changed color, and he dropped a bowl of wontons to the ground with a bang.
The old devil said coldly: "It's not that delicious at all, I think you deliberately made such unpalatable pig food for me to eat!"
"Huang Jun, I can't. I do this all the time. You saw it just now. That young man ate three bowls in a row."
At this time, the old man quickly explained, but he should never have brought up the Dragon Boat Festival.
Matsui Iwane's old face became more and more ugly, and he sneered: "Since you said that the wontons you cook have always tasted this way, it can only show that your cooking skills are indeed very average. Your cooking skills are not as good as yours. It looks like it was made by hand, hehe, I don't think you want your hands, right?"
Speaking of this, Matsui Iwane waved at the guards, and the two guards grabbed the old man and pulled him out.
"The imperial army spares my life, the imperial army spares my life, I still have a big family to support,... ah!"
The old man begged the devil to spare his life, but where would the vicious devil listen?
After a while, the old man screamed. His hands were chopped off alive by the little devil, and then he and those hands were thrown outside the headquarters.
The old man fell heavily on the ice-cold bluestone ground. He trembled from the pain and couldn't move for a long time.
He didn't dare to call out, because there were devils in front of the headquarters, and these little devils who killed thousands of swords had no humanity at all.
The old man felt a little regretful at this time, if he had listened to that young man earlier, I am afraid that today's disaster would not have happened.
The old man wanted to cry but had no tears. Enduring the severe pain, he bit the clothes of the broken arm with his teeth and walked home step by step.
He didn't know if he could last until then, but he wanted to see his family for the last time,
・・・・・・・
Back in time to the time when the old man was arrested, Duan Wu had just returned to the Century Hotel when someone called him.
Dragon Boat Festival looked for the prestige, but saw Zhou Weiguo.
Duanwu looked around for a while, and many eyes were fixed on Zhou Weiguo at this time.
But there was no way around it. There were many people watching the Dragon Boat Festival all the time, so it was impossible for Zhou Weiguo not to be exposed.
And now that Zhou Weiguo has been exposed, there is nothing left to hide.
Duan Wu asked Zhou Weiguo to go upstairs and talk to him in his room.
I took the elevator up to the sixth floor. Because of the Dragon Boat Festival, the security guards at the elevator entrance did not stop me.
It's just that when it came to the presidential suite of the Dragon Boat Festival, it was discovered that there were security guards standing here.
Duan Wu asked: What's going on?
One of the security guards said in unfluent Chinese: "Our manager found out that the waiter who died in the guest room was not a hotel worker, so in order to ensure the personal safety of Mr. Duan Wu, the manager specially added a post here."
"Your manager is great!"
Duan Wu nodded, and then invited Zhou Weiguo into the room.
Although the house has been cleaned, there is still a pungent smell of blood.
Zhou Weiguo gently covered his nose with the juanpa in his jacket pocket, and then asked, "How many assassins are there?"
Because of the strong smell of blood, Zhou Weiguo suspected that more than one assassin had died.
Duan Wu said with a smile: "Only one, the bleeding is a bit big."
Duan Wu did not say much about the old abacus, because it would be troublesome to explain.And the old abacus naturally didn't say anything, after all, he seemed very out of control at the time.
Therefore, Zhou Weiguo didn't pursue it in detail, but sat down and said straight to the point about his arrangement with Chen Yi.
Duan Wu stopped at this time, but walked around the house, and sat back after confirming that there were no extra wires.
Zhou Weiguo also reflected at this time that Duan Wu was checking the house for the little devil's bug.
Of course, the little devils wanted to install this bug very much, but it was a pity that they didn't have the ability to foretell, and they didn't know that Dragon Boat Festival would stay in the Century Hotel, and it turned out to be the presidential suite.
And just after the assassin appeared in the presidential suite, the manager of the lobby sent someone to guard the door. If the little devil wanted to enter the room again, he could only climb in through the outer wall.
But even if they climbed in, it was useless, because the bugs at that time had not yet developed wireless reception, and to install bugs, two wires had to be pulled in.
But this is too obvious, unless there is enough time to hide these two lines, otherwise a little anti-reconnaissance awareness will be enough to easily find the bug.
At this moment, Duan Wu was sitting on the sofa, motioning Zhou Weiguo to continue talking.
Zhou Weiguo said: "Chen Yi and Wang Zhongxin split up and went to see their connectors. I came here to say hello to you. The car and money are left with Chen Yi."
Duan Wu said: "Yes, it is correct to put those money in Chen Yi's place. If it is given to Wang Zhongxin, hum! It would be weird if those people in the military command swallowed it anyway!"
(End of this chapter)
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