I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"It's okay, you go and do your business while I take a stroll."

After dinner, Boss Jiang was considerate and didn't let Mr. Cao send him back.

Life is at stake.

With 250 ml of nuclear wastewater, it is possible to immediately turn on the mutation mode.

Cao Jinse was not a sloppy person, let alone polite. He stepped into the car and left Boss Jiang alone on the side of the road.

Rolls-Royce starts.

Boss Jiang stood on the roadside smiling and waving. After the convoy disappeared, he rubbed his facial muscles, put down his hands, took out his mobile phone, and opened the navigation.

Take a walk after dinner and live to be ninety-nine.

From here to the Peninsula Hotel, the navigation shows that it takes more than 40 minutes to walk. Fortunately, Boss Jiang is not lacking in patience.

On the way, he passed by a mobile phone store and went in for more than ten minutes. When he came out, he had a shopping bag in his hand.

Jingguo Divine Toilet.

A building attracted Jiang Chen's attention.

For Chinese people, this is a place that is as famous as Mount Fuji. However, Jiang Chen deliberately did not bring his Taoist sister to visit. Unexpectedly, the navigation system brought him here.

Whatever.

Just wanted to go to the toilet.

Carrying the newly purchased mobile phone, Jiang Chen stopped at the entrance of the Jingguo Sacred Toilet, changed direction, and walked inside.

In China, no matter how deceitful and deceitful those scenic spots are, they can at least stick to a common bottom line, and there will be no charge for public toilets.

But when Jiang Chen planned to go in to use the toilet, he was blocked.

No explanation is possible.

You have to collect money.

The doorman spoke in Japanese. Boss Jiang couldn't understand what he meant, but he could understand it through body movements.

As an international metropolis, known as the financial center of Asia, foreign friends actually ask for money when they go to the toilet?

"idiot."

So the dissatisfied boss Jiang said simply and directly to the doorman who didn't understand the language.

He really doesn't know much Japanese.

The guard's eyes immediately widened and he was stunned for a moment, and then after a moment, his face darkened, like the bottom of a pot.

Although Asians all look similar, people who are not from my race can definitely tell them apart. He probably saw where Jiang Chen came from.

No matter how humble and courteous the Japanese people are, they are not pet dogs. Even if they are indeed pet dogs, they currently only recognize one owner. A Chinese man is unruly in his own territory and even insults him arrogantly. This is unbearable.

The tanned guard immediately started to push Jiang Chen.

Although she can't compare to a magical figure like Taoist Sister, but with the accumulated experience and constant training, three or five people can't get close to Boss Jiang. They can easily avoid the doorman with just a deft step back. push.

The guard stopped, perhaps seeing something "different" about Boss Jiang. He clasped his hand on his belt and pulled out the baton he carried.

There were a lot of people rushing to go to the toilet, and it was definitely busier than the Imperial Palace today.

The conflict at the door of the sacred toilet attracted the attention of the worshipers. Everyone stopped and watched.

It's fine if I'm not allowed to go to the toilet. Is it necessary to use force?

He wanted to communicate, but his cultural level was limited. Seeing the guard approaching him with a baton, Boss Jiang had no other choice but to choose self-defense.

"boom."

Nothing fancy.

With a sharp kick, the guard carrying the baton raised his head and flew out. He fell on the steps in front of the sacred toilet, grinning, curling up and wailing.

Also.

How much skill can a person looking after a public toilet be expected to have?

Seeing more and more people watching, Boss Jiang picked up his shopping bags and planned to leave.

It's not impossible to endure even if you don't give in.

After all, he has always been peace-loving.

But who would have known that a group of guys rushed out with a roar right away. They must have heard the movement or received a notification. There were about seven or eight people.

Look at the restroom, there are so many people there.

The fallen guard was helped up by his colleagues, who endured the pain and had a brief exchange with each other. As a result, the toilet guards looked at Boss Jiang with even more hostility and fierceness.

In life, there is no need to care too much about other people's opinions, otherwise life will be too tiring.

Boss Jiang, who had been looked down upon in college, has always implemented this creed in life. He turned a blind eye to those people who looked at him and was completely indifferent. He actually planned to leave so easily.

"China pig!"

There were a lot of bluffing voices.

Jiang Chen may not be able to understand other words because of his limited education level, but this word should be familiar to anyone from China.

His figure suddenly stopped.

Those people were aggressive and gathered around.

Looking at the toilet, it's just different.

Even the previous store owner who did not do business with Chinese people only put up a sign at the door, and the wording was still "Chinese people please do not enter", which was quite polite.

Jiang Chen was only glad that his Taoist sister was gone.

of course.

It's a blessing for them.

The crowd of onlookers retreated spontaneously.

These toilet guards lived up to their expectations and beat Boss Jiang with their fists.

Although Boss Jiang is very skilled, he is still alone. Three or five people cannot get close to him, but now he is number seven or eight.

The unopened mobile phone was temporarily used as a weapon. Boss Jiang held the plastic bag tightly and swung it with great force. He hit the first person on the head with a strong sound, making a sound like a brick. The person suddenly became swaying and unsteady, and could not hold on. After a while, he fell down softly.

fight.

Especially when we are outnumbered.

What matters is momentum.

Thanks to Fang Qing, Jiang Chen was often blocked by people when he was young, so he had quite a lot of experience in facing such situations.

He locked onto the second person, kicked him, and used the long-range weapon in his hand. After a while, the other person was bleeding from the head, staring at stars, staggering, and unable to stand firmly.

The effect is immediate.

The rest of the people's momentum stagnated, and they were mostly frightened by Jiang Chen's ferocity.

After all, I was looking at the toilet. I had been through some battles, and I was at a loss for what to do if I saw a little scene.

Boss Jiang, who had learned from his childhood experience, did not stop there. The pig sound just now came out of the person's mouth. It seemed that he was afraid that the blood would stain his hands. Boss Jiang simply took out his mobile phone and wrapped his right hand with a shopping bag. , clenched his five fingers, and smashed into the opponent's mouth.

"puff……"

Suddenly.

Several teeth shot out accompanied by blood.

The onlookers covered their mouths and exclaimed.

The toilet guard staggered backward. The successive heavy blows had obviously made him unconscious. After a few steps, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

At this time, if other colleagues rushed to help, they could at least rescue him. However, Boss Jiang's momentum was too arrogant, and the other guards of the sacred toilet were like roots under their feet and did not dare to act rashly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Chen walked step by step in front of the rude toilet guard. His front teeth were all missing. He was taken to the hospital for evaluation. He could tell a bad appearance at the least. Boss Jiang, who has always advocated being kind to others, squatted down and raised his elbows. Support your knees. Under the horrified gazes of everyone around him, he took off the bloody shopping bag wrapped in his fist, then kneaded it into a ball and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

The faces of the Japanese people watching were mingled with fear, and they all dared not breathe.

Even though they know how to remember their ancestors, compared to the Bushido period when they often committed seppuku and committed suicide, the Japanese people today are indeed far less bloody than their ancestors.

Facing the frightened gaze, Jiang Chen stood up and clenched his fists slightly.

Don't even say it,

It hurts a little.

Fortunately, the pretense was successful, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with these people rushing over together.

Jiang Chen kept his expression expressionless, quite enigmatic.

Everyone hasn't come back to their senses yet.

It's time to retreat. "Mr. Jiang, stay."

Behind.

Shouts rang out.

Jiang Chen turned around.

A strange middle-aged man quickly walked out of the Jingguo Sacred Toilet.

Jiang Chen was sure that he had never seen it before.

Turning a blind eye to the blood at the door, the middle-aged man even stepped over the fallen toilet guard and came to Jiang Chen.

"Miss, please come."

Who in the world doesn’t know you?

Even though it was unexpected, Jiang Chen didn't show any clues, and it was obvious that sneaking away quietly was no longer possible, so he simply maintained his sophisticated demeanor, nodded lukewarmly, and walked towards the Jingguo Sacred Toilet without asking anything.

Just a toilet.

It's not like a dragon's pond or a tiger's den.

There was no scene of eight hundred swordsmen and axemen standing ready. After entering the divine toilet, everything became quite quiet and peaceful. No one came to cause trouble. It was as if the conflict at the door had not happened.

Who else do you know in Japan?

While following the other party, Jiang Chen thought in his mind. After much deliberation, it seemed that the answer was not complicated.

In fact, I really don’t blame others for charging.

This toilet is really big.

After walking for about ten minutes, the middle-aged man leading the way stopped.

"just in front."

Jiang Chen looked at a sacrificial hall with an open door not far away, and walked over alone with a calm expression.

The neighborhood is very clean.

The reason should be those tough men in suits patrolling around.

Jiang Chen was worried that these people would also ask him to collect money, but he was overly worried.

As if the invisibility device was turned on, Jiang Chen came to the door of the memorial hall unimpeded.

Look inside.

I saw a woman in a black gauze skirt, just a back figure, with a curvy figure, facing several spiritual tablets placed on a high platform.

"Jiang Sang, why didn't you inform Li Ji when you came to Tokyo? Don't you think of Li Ji as a friend?"

The woman didn't look back, but her unique voice was very recognizable.

There are not many people in the world whose sound alone can make people think.

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless as he crossed the threshold and told the truth.

"I went to Mount Fuji, but I didn't meet Miss Fujiwara."

"Cuckoo..."

A sweet laugh came, "Jiang Sang, sometimes fate can't rely entirely on God's will, you still have to make it yourself."

Jiang Chen walked into the memorial hall, "Then Miss Fujiwara, did you say this was God's will or man-made?"

"What do Jiang Sang think?"

After a brief silence, the woman in black skirt finally turned around.

That face that brings disaster to the country and the people, and confuses all living beings, seems like I just saw it yesterday. It feels extremely unrealistic and unrealistic.

But Jiang Chen was not in a trance and was very calm.

Among the acquaintances he had in Japan, apart from Kaoru Koda, the only one left was the Fujiwara clan, who had an unpredictable personality.

And Kaoru Xiangtian, even though he is outstanding in many industries, is still in the category of ordinary people and does not have such abilities.

"It's not hurt."

Jiang Chen shook his head lightly.

"Jiang Sang doesn't seem so rude in China."

Fujiwara Reiki smiled, and she didn't seem to be surprised at all about meeting here.

"Meeting Ms. Fujiwara makes me feel that Japanese people are very friendly, but this is not the case. If I had known this, I would not have come."

Boss Jiang didn't change his mind and beat him up.

"People's personalities cannot be constant, let alone a country. Jiang Sang, you are not a petty person, so you won't take it to heart, right?"

This face.

It's exactly the same.

If you put it on the street, you may not be sure to identify it.

If I call Xiang Tianxun at this time, will I be able to scare her?

Anyway, this guy always likes to show off.

of course.

This idea is just a thought.

Although Xiangda Kaoru's life is rich and exciting compared to ordinary people, compared to the daughter of the Fujiwara family, it is a completely different world.

There is no need to affect her life.

"We haven't seen each other for a while. Doesn't Jiang Sang recognize Li Ji? Or does he miss Li Ji very much?"

Seeing Jiang Chen staring at her, Fujiwara Reiki said with a smile, "It's true that when you meet your opponent, you will meet a good person. Neither of them is shy."

"Have you finished paying your respects to Ms. Fujiwara?"

Fujiwara Reiki's red lips twitched, but before she could speak, Jiang Chen continued: "If the worship is over, please go out for a while."

Fujiwara Reiki's eyes moved, but without speaking, she moved to the side, thus revealing the spiritual tablet behind her.

Everyone knows where the Jingguo Sacred Toilet is.

The names of several Class-A war criminals were engraved on the wooden plaques for enjoying incense.

"I want to go to the toilet."

Seeing that she didn't understand, Jiang Chen could only continue to explain.

To the restroom?

Fujiwara Reiki was stunned uncontrollably, with a rare expression of sluggishness. Even with her power, her mind must be blank at this time.

"I can't hold it in anymore."

There really is no image baggage.

"..."

Fujiwara Reiki was silent, and the radiant arc disappeared unconsciously. She wanted to squeeze it out again, but she tried many times to no avail.

No matter how strong a defense is, there will be a time when it collapses.

She probably wanted to ask Jiang Chen if he was joking, but in terms of face, although she was considered excellent, it was obvious that she was still no match for Boss Jiang.

In the end, without saying a word, she passed by Jiang Chen and walked out silently.

As a highly educated person, Boss Jiang would definitely not be able to smash other people's spiritual tablets, but people have three urgent needs.

Three urgent.

It has nothing to do with moral cultivation.

A living person cannot be choked to death by urine.

I looked up and looked around, but there was no surveillance camera on the rafters.

Jiang Chen walked to the coffin and stopped at the place where he was receiving offerings. There was a mat for kneeling next to him.

After stepping out of the threshold, Fujiwara Reiki paused at the door and turned her head involuntarily.

I only saw someone with his back turned, taking off his belt.

Fujiwara Reiki's pupils trembled, and then her cheeks turned bright red. She didn't know whether it was out of anger or for some other reason.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

As a woman, in this situation, she couldn't care less about stopping the immoral behavior of public urination. Fujiwara Reiki quickly withdrew her gaze and left in a hurry. (End of chapter)