"Bang!"

Champagne opened.

Borrow flowers to offer to Buddha.

Hizen Yangsho sells many high-end champagnes.

Purchase for zero yuan. Just reach out and have it.

"Please take a seat."

"you……"

Ryuzoji Motoki's face looked very ugly.

This is my own store!

Champagne is his stuff!

But now, everything is put on the table by the other party.

That's right, more than a hundred bottles of precious champagne were all laid out. They were not meant to be drunk, but meant to be smashed.

The other party is a Wakayama libertine.

Drinking is normal, but smashing is crazy.

angry.

But he didn't dare to have an attack.

Next to the champagne, there was a Browning pistol.

Sure enough, the other party was threatening him.

Make no secret of it.

How abominable!

"Come here, give Mr. Ryuzoji a chair."

"Tie!"

Someone immediately brought the chair over.

Ryuzoji Motoki sat down in frustration.

He has also seen the world. He is not too afraid of the other party.

So what if you have a gun?

I'm sorry you don't dare to shoot either.

Otherwise, even if you are a Wakayama lothario...

etc!

Oops.

If the other party really shoots...

He shot himself to death and then hid for a year and a half.

Then it's over.

As long as this guy is not found, his death will be in vain.

After a year or two, if this guy shows up again, the limelight is probably over and no one will continue to pursue him.

This is Shanghai. Not in China. This is a lawless place.

He was frightened and restless, and his face was cloudy and uncertain.

Zhang Yong takes the red wine glass.

Pour yourself a full glass.

Pick it up.

Smell it.

Not bad indeed.

Then take a nice sip.

He can't drink any white wine, red wine, or sake.

However, champagne feels pretty good. It's sweet and has low alcohol content. It's okay to drink a few more glasses.

“What a great wine…”

"..."

"Mr. Ryuzoji, don't be nervous, I am a civilized person..."

"you……"

Ryuzoji Motoki felt resentful in his heart.

Damn it, thanks for your words. Are you actually a civilized person?

If you were a civilized person, there would be no villains in the world. However, facing the black hole of a gun, you dare not speak out in anger.

"Actually, Mr. Ryuzoji, I'm here to help you. Really."

"Then I have to thank you?"

"Everything I do is for your own good."

"Appreciate further details."

"I got some bad information, which is very detrimental to you, Mr. Ryuzoji..."

"What information?"

"It is said that you colluded with the anti-Japanese elements and secretly resold weapons and ammunition..."

"If you want to inflict a crime, why bother?"

"I think so too. But they have evidence!"

"What evidence?"

"look……"

Zhang Yong took out a stack of photos.

Ryuzoji Motoki took it over and looked at it. He didn't recognize it.

He had never seen the people in the photo. It was ridiculous to say that they were anti-Japanese elements.

"They are Zhang Yong's men."

"Who is Zhang Yong?"

"An anti-Japanese element."

"I have nothing to do with him."

"But his men frequently appear in your foreign business."

"That doesn't mean..."

"Then do you want to go to the Military Police Headquarters to explain the situation?"

"I……"

Ryuzoji Motoki suddenly fell silent.

Gendarmerie Headquarters...

Anti-Japanese elements...

It really doesn’t seem good!

If these photos are submitted, who knows what the consequences will be.

If no one is adding fuel to the fire, adding fuel to the fire, adding fuel to the fire, making things out of nothing, and calling a deer a horse, of course it will be fine.

but!

This guy before!

Definitely give it a try!

He will definitely secretly instigate the Military Police Headquarters to conduct strict scrutiny on him.

Maybe they will even encourage the military police to use punishment.

Baga! This bastard!

You will do whatever it takes to extort money!

"and……"
To be continued...