I Kidnapped An Alien Civilization

2021-09-01

Chapter 591 Sneak into

Kyoto at night is very lively, with neon lights flashing on both sides of the street, and singing and dancing.

Wu Sanwei stood on a tall building and looked into the distance.

On one side is the brightly lit wealthy district of Kyoto, and on the other side is the dark Kyoto refugee district. The two are entirely different, as if there is an invisible high wall in between.

“Sakuraiko Matsuda, this is my leader.”

Fang Tian’s voice came from behind.

Wu Sanwei retracted his gaze and turned around.

A tall girl stood beside Fang Tian.

In the twilight, her shoulder-length black hair fluttered a few strands in the night wind. She had a fair oval face, big clear and bright eyes, and her lips had a red luster without any makeup on her face. Thin and sweet.

She was wearing a traditional Kyoto dress with an open neckline, slightly revealing her collarbone, white and crystal clear, and a pair of gray sneakers on her feet, which looked a bit nondescript.

This is Matsuda Sakuraiko, she looks very good, no wonder Fang Tian is so fascinated.

“Hello, Miss Matsuda, you can call me Mr. W.”

Wu Sanwei said hello.

Mr. W is his code name and pseudonym in this operation.

According to Matsuda Sakuraiko’s description, there are three large power groups in the Kyoto refugee camp area, namely the Black Dragon Society, the Sumiyoshi Society, and the Affinity Society.

Each large power group has tens of thousands of members, controls everything in the refugee camp, and is the actual controller there.

And there are several silhouettes of big chaebols behind them.

Fang Tian suggested that if you want to find clues, it is best to use the power of the 3Great Influence group.

Wu Weiwei once worried, what if these three cannibalism cases in Kyoto were committed by these three power groups?

However, Fang Tian’s remarks dispelled Wu Weiwei’s concerns.

He had studied these power groups through Matsuda Sakuraiko and knew that they wanted to keep the refugee camps stable more than anyone else.

In refugee camps, they can reign supreme.

Once the refugee camps are withdrawn or cleaned up, and they leave the camps, the best outcome for them is to become the lackeys of the chaebols.

No one wants to be a dog if they can be human.

Wu Sanwei agrees with this point of view.

After careful research, they chose the Sumiyoshi Club as the breakthrough because it was at odds with the Mitsui consortium.

The only son of the leader of the Sumiyoshi Society, Matsunaga Hideyoshi, was shot to death by Shao Mitsui when he competed with Shao Mitsui for the oiran at Kabuki in Kyoto.

Although the Mitsui family has also made material compensation, it has not punished the lesser Mitsui.

For this reason, Song Yongxiu has repeatedly said that if anyone can cut off the head of Shao Mitsui, the bounty will be 1 million.

Later, although under the mediation of several other big chaebols, Song Yongxiu withdrew the reward and shook hands with the Mitsui family, but the relationship between the two could not be repaired.

Recently, the Mitsui family is strongly supporting the Black Dragon Society and the Affinity Society to attack the Sumiyoshi Society, trying to drive the Sumiyoshi Society out of the Kyoto refugee camp area.

Fortunately, the Two Great Influences group understands the truth that the mouth is dead.

The Sumiyoshi Society did not fall apart.

Therefore, it is more appropriate to choose Song Yongxiu as the breakthrough port.

And this time, Wu Sanwei plays a material merchant.

In the refugee camps, where food and clothing are scarce, material merchants are the most popular.

Sakuraiko Matsuda lowered her head, her eyes looking for ants on the ground.

“Hello Mr. W.”

She was a little reserved, Fang Tian once said that the leader of the Earth Defense Bureau was acting with them.

Although she deliberately hid her name, she still felt from Fang Tian’s respectful attitude that this leader should hold an important position.

In addition, this youngster also faintly revealed an inexplicable aura.

The smell made her very uncomfortable.

Wu Sanwei looked at her shy and coy face and shook his head silently. How did Fang Tian’s children survive in the refugee camp area?

You know, in hell, what the devil likes most is bright, delicate and beautiful things.

“Leader, the response team has been arranged, we can set off.” Fang Tian reminded beside him.

The road to the refugee area in Kyoto is dark and rough.

Fortunately, the driver was a good driver and reached the dividing line before midnight.

The so-called dividing line is a drainage canal more than ten meters wide and tens of kilometers long.

This was originally an agricultural irrigation canal. After the fall of the moon, it gradually evolved into a sewage canal in Kyoto.

It’s filled with sewage from the affluent neighborhoods, and it has a sickening stench.

Wu Sanwei waved his hand to let the comrade return, took out the mask from his backpack and put it on.

Fang Tian was also frowned and took out two masks.

“Sakuraiko Matsuda, are you wearing it too?”

He handed one over.

Sakuraiko Matsuda smiled and shook his head, walked to the ditch full of sewage, hesitated for a moment, and dug out a handful of sludge.

Wu Sanwei was stunned.

Why would a girl so delicious and pretty get that filthy stuff?

What is she going to do?

I saw Sakuraiko Matsuda taking a deep breath, and with her fair and pink hands, she smeared little by little on her delicious and pretty cheeks.

The whole process is slow, she is not smearing randomly, but in a certain way.

Smear on the forehead first, spread out the sludge, and spread it evenly.

Then the face, paint a little on each side.

And a slender and smooth neck.

And I didn’t even forget my clothes.

Of course, there were several times during the whole process when Matsuda Sakuraiko nearly vomited.

The whole “makeup” was over when she finally smeared the mud on that strand of hair with trembling fingers and became unkempt.

A delicate and pretty girl turned into a filthy, smelly refugee.

Wu Sanwei now understands how she survived in hell.

Fang Tian next to him seemed to be used to it, he just pulled his mask and lowered his voice: “Mr. W, let’s go, the guards at the bridge at midnight will change shifts.”

Wu Sanwei picked up his backpack and followed Fang Tian’s footsteps along the drainage channel in the darkness.

After walking about two miles, he saw a small bridge across the drain in front of him, and there were still a dozen black silhouettes on the other side.

The three no longer hide their whereabouts, and even Fang Tian deliberately stepped up his steps, making a “pu tong, ping tong” sound in the dark.

This sound really caught the attention of the other side.

As soon as they reached the bridge, they heard a cry.

“Who are you, do you have a pilgrimage?”

This sentence is mixed with the unique dialect of the Kyoto refugee area.

Wu Sanwei glanced at Matsuda Sakuraiko.

“There is no salutation, but there is bread.”

Sakuraiko Matsuda was not nervous at all, and raised a specially prepared bag of expired bread.

“Come here soon, it’s time to change shifts.”

Wu Weiwei’s heart was determined, and it was exactly the same as what Sakuraiko Matsuda had introduced before.

The most important task of the bridge guard is to prevent refugees in the camp from fleeing, and to turn a blind eye to those who come in from outside.

Also, normal people, who would go to the refugee area?

On stepping on the small bridge, Wu Sanwei realized that the bridge was made of several ropes and wooden rafts. Stepping on it made a “zhi zhi .” sound and swayed from side to side.

Carefully avoiding a few broken boards, the three reached the bridge.

A dozen refugee soldiers armed with firearms immediately surrounded.

They were taller and bigger than ordinary refugees, and their clothes were clean, although there were holes.

“Where’s the bread?”

Without any inquiry, the one headed directly extended the hand.

“Here!” Matsuda Sakuraiko threw the bread without stepping forward.

Perhaps unintentionally, maybe intentionally, the bread fell into a pothole in the distance.

“Don’t rob, everyone has a share.”

“I believe you, the last time the ham was swallowed by you.”

“Yeah, this time it’s mine!”

The refugees shouted, rushing towards the pothole.

“Go!”

Sakuraiko Matsuda suddenly made a gesture, Fang Tian and Wu Sanwei then spirit slowly recovered, rushed into the darkness, and ran along a path.

The three men stopped and gasped for breath when they were sure that the refugee soldiers behind could no longer catch up.

“The people here are very greedy. Those soldiers who didn’t grab the bread will never let us go.”

Sakuraiko Matsuda explained.

Wu Weiwei didn’t find it strange, after all, this is hell, and promises are worthless.

Fang Tian took out the map and tactical flashlight from his pocket.

The three men gathered around the map to study.

“From here, follow the trail and walk for another 20 kilometers, passing through two refugee villages, and you will arrive at the base camp of the Sumiyoshi Association, Aomori Camp. There is no danger on the way, as long as you avoid the attacks of the refugees. That’s it.”

Sakuraiko Matsuda pointed to the map introduced.

“Then let’s go!”

Fang Tian put the map into his backpack.

Wu Sanwei touched the black iron dagger stuck in his waist.

This dagger was given to him by Professor Li Mo. The whole body is extremely dark, extremely cold, and extremely sharp. It can directly pierce a 20CM thick steel plate.

Considering that entering the Kyoto refugee camp this time requires contact with the leader of the Great Influence, it is not suitable to carry heavy firepower, Wu Weiwei deliberately brought this dagger with self-protection.

Of course, he also carried two conventional weapons with him.

The three of them traveled along the trail, crossing the wilderness from time to time, so the speed was extremely slow.

It’s already bright, and we haven’t finished half the journey yet.

And there was a refugee village not far ahead, Wu Sanwei decided to rest in place before moving on.

He took out the high-energy food from his backpack and handed it to the two of them.

This food looks like a biscuit and is made by pressing high-calorie foods such as wheat flour, sugar, fat, and dairy products.

Eating into the mouth is like chewing wood.

This food is also an item they plan to trade with Sumiyoshikai.

Kyoto refugees, who have been suffering from hunger all day, are more interested in this high-calorie food than delicious food.

The three of them were full with one cookie each, and after swallowing a few mouthfuls of mineral water, they set off again.

At this time, the shadows of refugees have appeared in the fields.

Several refugees, who should be women in terms of size, are squatting on the ground and digging up the roots of weeds with hoes.

Besides, more than a dozen shirtless children are fetching water from plastic bottles from a gutter full of dirty water.

In the woods not far away, several young men in ragged clothes and unkempt faces were cutting the bark with knives.

Most of the trees in the woods have had their dark brown bark stripped to reveal white-flowered trunks.

In order to peel off the little bark left, the refugees had to climb tree branches more than ten meters high.

Wu Sanwei was stunned for a moment, why is there no old man here?

However, before he could express his doubts, the refugees discovered three people.

The unkempt young man climbed down from the big tree and surrounded him with a knife.

The female refugee stepped forward with a hoe.

The children also picked up a few large rocks from the ditch.

A flash of joy flashed in their eyes, their Adam’s apple twitched, and they kept swallowed saliva, like a hunter seeing a prey falling into a trap.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Tian stepped forward to block Wu Sanwei and Matsuda Sakuraiko, and drew a conventional weapon from his waist.

Conventional standard weapons shone with a cold sheen under the sunlight.

The refugees took a step back, a little scared.

“He has no bullets in his guns. Look at them with such big backpacks and neat clothes. They look like businessmen from outside. Come on, everyone, kill them. We may not use them this month.

” I’m starving!”

A thin young man suddenly shouted and rushed up with a knife.

“If you do it, you will die anyway, so let’s fight!”

The refugees behind him also raised their weapons.

Without any hesitation, Fang Tian took aim, pulled the trigger, in one go.

“peng!”

The thin young man fell to the ground,

The refugees’ complexity greatly changed, immediately throwing away their weapons and kneeling on the ground.

“The uncle from outside, this is all Panasonic’s idea, it has nothing to do with us, please forgive us.”

Crying, they began to kowtow.

Wu Sanwei shook his head and continued to walk along the trail.

“Let’s go.”

Sakuraiko Matsuda hurriedly followed.

Fang Tian did not put the conventional weapons back into his waist, but was always on alert.

The refugees saw that the three were gone, so they got up and wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

“We all blame Panasonic for this eyeless cub, which made us almost get killed.”

“That’s right, he doesn’t even think about who dares to come in from the outside!”

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“He’s dead anyway, let’s take off his clothes”

“I want pants..”

“I want shoes.”

“He’s dead anyway. p>

The refugees scrambled and surrounded them.

“Ah don’t kill me.” On the ground, Matsushita’s body suddenly came alive.

He looked for the wound with his hands in panic, but found nothing.

“Your shoes!”

A female refugee pointed at Panasonic’s feet in horror.

“hiss” The refugees gasped and took a step back.

Panasonic only found out that a round hole had been left in his shoes by bullets, exposing his toes.

If it’s a little more wrong, then the foot will be gone!

This Spear Art is amazing!

“Who are they?”

Panasonic got up from the ground, looked towards the distance, and muttered to himself.

Wu three-dimensional and three people continued to move forward according to the map instructions.

Fortunately, there was no siege on the ensuing road. Those refugees who were looking for food in the ruins, even if they found them, just watched from a distance.

In the afternoon, the three finally arrived at the Aomori refugee area.

This place, like other refugee camps, was built in ruins, except that it was simply surrounded by a circle of barbed wire.

There is a railing made of tree trunks at the entrance to the camp, equivalent to the gate.

This is a suspected door.

(End of this chapter)