Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 342 A real man

The 31st World Table Tennis Championships were held in Nagoya, Japan.

After the bored Gu Weijun arrived in Japan with the group, he could only watch table tennis matches every day.

One is from a place he is unfamiliar with, and the other is subject to the rules for traveling abroad. They cannot go anywhere as a group, and two people share a room.
But it didn't delay Gu Weijun's visit to the major textile factories and printing and dyeing factories in Nagoya, such as: Takisada Nagoya, Masuda, Sumitomo Chemical, Mitsubishi Chemical, etc.

But there is still nowhere to vent the anger.
Gu Weijun is so melancholy. I really want to admire the sailor uniforms of Japanese female students.
With his resentment lingering and melancholy rising again, Gu Weijun, who slept carelessly for a long night, looked in the direction of Tokyo, where there was the otaku's dream of Autumn Leaves Street.

No, I have to criticize the decadent, shameless, and inhumane Japanese entertainment facilities.
His heart beat his actions. After watching his colleagues in the same dormitory fall asleep, Gu Weijun ducked to the roof of the hotel. After changing into his suit and leather shoes in order not to deviate, Gu Weijun took the Shinkansen and embarked on a trip to Tokyo.

The Shinkansen is very fast, and we arrived in Tokyo from Nagoya in less than 2 hours.

After coming out, Gu Weijun waved coolly, and a taxi stopped in front of him, "Dou Sou, go to Chiyoda District."

"Hi!"

On the way, Gu Weijun also talked with the driver in proficient Japanese, lamenting the prosperity of Tokyo, which made him extremely impressed even though he came from a small place!
Gu Weijun said that the driver was full of pride and kept introducing the prosperous areas of Tokyo, especially the financial center, the headquarters of major banks, Ginza, etc.

I don’t need to buy gasoline or diesel, right?

The driver left with a smile on his face, and Gu Weijun was also very happy. It was so easy. I arrived at my first destination so conveniently.

"Yo Xi," Gu Weijun patted the driver's shoulder, "You have a great conscience!"

Looking at an old-fashioned Japanese archway with low eaves not far away, a sinister smile flashed across Gu Weijun's lips.

"If you hadn't stopped the car, I would have run away long ago."

Leave, take off your clothes, hide your merit and fame deeply
Two streets away, Gu Weijun waved his banknotes and stopped a taxi, "Shoo, go to the Central District!"

"Boom!" A small mushroom cloud rose up with the sound of the explosion. The area around the building became quiet and everyone was dumbfounded.
Gu Weijun looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction. Sure enough, setting off fireworks during the festival was more atmospheric.

Gu Weijun imitated a real man from later generations and sang a song first: "Chop off the heads of the Japanese with a big knife!"
The 16th Brigade and 48th Regiment of the New Fourth Army are here to report!
The moon is sixteen full on the fifteenth day, so today is also a good day to set off fireworks.
Gu Weijun first buried some fireworks in the center, and then sang happily while swaying gasoline everywhere: The house is getting bigger and the phone is smaller, and he feels better and better; with more holidays, his income is higher, and his work is getting better and better.
No, you have to be realistic
As Gu Weijun continued to spray, the smell became stronger and stronger, and Gu Weijun heard chaotic footsteps and murmuring voices in the distance.

Gu Weijun agreed very much with what the driver said, "Sou De Temple, Driver Sang, if you drive faster, we will be far away from this danger. This kind of thing should be left to those government officials who are full of food."

Didn't expect?

"Hi!"

I still have several large cans of gasoline and diesel purchased from Indonesia for zero yuan in my space!

"It's still the Red Army."

With the continuous sound of whistles and more and more curses, this old Japanese-style building instantly burst into flames.
Gu Weijun saw that people were still shouting and rushing into the building, trying to put out the fire with their arms blocking the car, but unfortunately, I spent too much.

The ferocious smile on Gu Weijun's face became more obvious. After setting up several flame delay devices, he ducked not far from the building.
"Beep! Beep!"

"Hi!"

The driver didn't know either. He glanced through the rearview mirror at the red sky reflected in the night in the distance and seemed a little scared. "Sansai, I don't know either. It's really scary!"

"Bagaya Road."

"Driver Sang, what happened over there just now?" Gu Weijun asked the driver knowingly, "Why are there so many flames and there seems to be an explosion?"

"Are the US troops stationed crazy again?"

Gu Weijun specially gave him an extra tip when he got off the bus. Before he could ask for it, the driver marked the address just mentioned on the map and handed it to him with both hands.

Chiyoda District is very close to Chuo District. The driver hit the accelerator and reached the vicinity of Ginza. After getting off the car, Gu Weijun waved to the driver, indicating that there was no need to change. The driver nodded gratefully, accelerated again, and disappeared in a flash.

The only thing that puzzled Gu Weijun was that he didn't see any Japanese police or fire brigade along the way. Could it be that he was going from another direction?
It was already midnight, and people were still coming and going around Ginza in Tokyo. Gu Weijun strolled along the pedestrian street for a while. The commercial buildings on both sides were brightly lit, which made him feel a bit like Nanjing Road in Shanghai in later generations.

Gu Weijun visited several shops with great interest. Gu Weijun also bought some camping equipment and supplies, and also bought a lot of girls' favorite food. Walking to the Nihonbashi Bridge, Gu Weijun raised his head slightly to look at the bank building, found a blind corner, and entered the Bank of Japan in a flash.

Once familiar, Gu Weijun, as a veteran of visiting underground vaults, easily sneaked into the underground vault of the Bank of Japan.

As the central bank of Japan, the Bank of Japan is responsible for the issuance of Japanese banknotes, gold, foreign exchange, and foreign exchange bonds, among which it covers a considerable area.

However, no matter how big it is, can it be bigger than Gu Weijun's golden finger space?

Gu Weijun felt happy when he looked at the piles of gold bricks in front of him, leaving all his resentment and melancholy behind.

I really don’t like money, I just like the heavy and golden texture of gold bricks
Soon, nearly 2000 tons of gold bricks were swept away by Gu Weijun.

With the idea that grasshopper legs are also meat, Gu Weijun swept away all the foreign exchange and bearer bonds in the underground vault. Do you want to take Japanese yen? Forget it, for the sake of environmental protection, let’s take it!

Before leaving, with humanitarian thoughts in mind, Gu Weijun thoughtfully filled the underground vault with a lot of remaining fireworks and firecrackers from several military camps in Indonesia. After connecting the wires to the vault door, he left gracefully.

This won't cause the bank's security personnel to lose their jobs, right?

It's hard to find a job now.
Gu Weijun, who returned to the hotel through teleportation, thought before falling asleep: I am such a good person.

"Go to the hall and watch TV!" Someone was vaguely shouting in Chinese in the corridor. After a while, Gu Weijun's roommate shook him violently, "Comrade Weijun, get up quickly, something serious has happened!"

Gu Weijun was sleepy and yawned! He said disapprovingly: "What big thing could it be?"

"A world war?"

"Or has your little life faded away?"

Gu Weijun picked up the watch on his pillow and looked at it. It was only around 5 a.m. and complained to his roommate, "Comrade, it's only 5 a.m.!"

The roommate didn’t know what was going on, so he pointed to the door, “There are comrades knocking on the door one by one in the corridor, asking us to go to the hall to watch the news!”

"Something big must have happened!"

"Really!" Gu Weijun jumped up and said, "That must be a good thing for us!"

While putting on his clothes, he shouted: "Hurry, let's go and watch the fun."

The lobby on the first floor of the small hotel was already crowded with athletes from all over the world participating in the Nagoya Table Tennis World Championships. The leader and translator of the Chinese team were passionately interpreting what happened on the TV: "Comrades, the Japanese military state One of the symbols of ism!”

"Yasukuni Shrine!"

"It enshrines many Class-A war criminals who invaded China!"

"Now, it's burned to the ground by an unknown hero!"

"It even exploded into the sky!"

"Ha ha!"

"Get up!" At this moment, all the Chinese athletes and diplomatic translators in the hall laughed briefly, and then unanimously sang the national anthem with tears in their eyes, "People who don't want to be slaves!"

"Forward! Forward! Forward!" echoed through the hotel.
When the participating athletes and comrades had breakfast with passion and prepared to go to the competition venue to participate in the competition and win glory for the country on the sports field.

A news break made the whole hotel boil. Japan's central bank, the Bank of Japan, was struck by a thunderstorm and sank several meters.
Everyone looked at each other, what happened to Japan? Why is the good news coming one after another?
Before the team members could continue to be shocked by the news, the team leader called for everyone to get on the bus, "Hurry up and get on the bus. We are participating in the first game today. We need to get to the sports hall early."

The team members cheered and excitedly discussed the two big news this morning while getting on the bus.

When the leader counted the number of people and was about to let the driver drive, the car suddenly became quiet.

The team leader turned around and looked:
A curly-haired foreigner wearing sportswear jumped up.
No, who are you?
(End of this chapter)