Chapter 259 Why is this woman so alert?

Song Boyang ran to the gate and looked outside.

"I don't know much..."

Song Boyang told Gu Luan and the others what he knew about the island in the lowest voice.

From Song Boyang, Gu Luan and Jiang Xian learned that there were about 8,000 people on the island.

There are about 3,000 people in Sakura Country.

There are probably more than a thousand Chinese and people from other countries who have been bribed by them with benefits.

All together, they number nearly five thousand.

There were more than 3,000 people who were unwilling to submit to them.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't be too difficult for more than 3,000 people to fight against more than 5,000 people. Even if a riot sacrifices some people, it won't turn out like this.

The problem is that those people in Sakura Country have a lot of weapons, but they can't even get enough to eat after a day's work.

With no strength and no weapons, dealing with that group of people would be simply courting death.

Not only that, they will also monitor the actions of this group of people, and if there is anything wrong, they will directly suppress it with force.

In order to survive, no one dared to resist and lived numbly day after day.

In fact, it’s not that they don’t want to resist, they just need a capable person to lead them.

Song Boyang looked at Gu Luan and Jiang Xian with a slight gleam in his eyes.

A capable person, isn’t this right in front of us?

Thinking back to what the two of them did in Shengshi Jiangnan, Song Boyang still feels overwhelmed with emotion.

Maybe the opportunity is right in front of you!

Others may not be able to do it, but they definitely can!

After listening to Song Boyang's words, Gu Luan and Jiang Xian thought in their hearts.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Shengran walked in from outside and saw that no one was talking. He thought something had happened.

"nothing."

Gu Luan looked at Fu Shengran and saw that he was holding a small table in his hand.

"I see Brother Song sent you a bed, so I will send you a table."

No one was rich, and both the table and the bed were made in their spare time. The workmanship was not good and could only be said to be barely usable.

"Thank you very much."

Gu Luan sincerely thanked the two of them.

Jiang Xian walked forward to take the table and gently put it aside. Although he couldn't use it, the thought behind it couldn't be wasted.

"Thank you, it's just a small matter."

Fu Shengran waved his hand casually. To him, the kindness of Gu Luan and Jiang Xian was much greater than these things.

"Drink some water."

Jiang Xian took out a bottle of water from his backpack and threw it to Fu Shengran.

Fu Shengran took it subconsciously, "Thank you, big boss."

He did not refuse because he understood their personalities, just as he did not refuse the two steamed buns.

He and his elder sister had already eaten the steamed buns, and their mouths were full of the aroma of flour, which they were still savoring.

After receiving another thank you, Gu Luan felt numb.

She was about to say something when there was a sudden noise outside.

Fu Shengran and Song Boyang's expressions changed and they looked outside coldly.

"Boss, you stay with us for a while, don't be impulsive."

Fu Shengran walked outside and turned back to tell Gu Luan and Jiang Xian.

Gu Luan and Jiang Xian had just arrived on the island. Although they didn't know what was happening outside, they knew it was definitely not a good thing.

Fu Shengran and Song Boyang were the first to walk out, followed closely by Gu Luan and Jiang Xian.

Behind them, there were some people staring at the backpacks that Gu Luan and Jiang Xian were carrying.

In the open space in this area, a fat woman surrounded a few short men and spoke flatteringly.

Behind the short man there were hundreds of men, including Sakura people with guns and some Chinese.

The Chinese had no hot weapons, only machetes and sticks.

In the minds of the Japanese people, these Chinese people are not worthy of possessing hot weapons.

What if these Chinese people get hot weapons and riot?

The short man stood in front of everyone, with a contemptuous and arrogant smile on his face, touching his mustache with his right hand.

Seeing that more and more people were coming and the noise was getting louder, the man with a mustache fired a shot in dissatisfaction.

The crowd fell silent instantly, and no one dared to speak.

The mustache man was very satisfied and spoke in his not-so-fluent Chinese, "It seems like everyone is very energetic and can still talk so loudly."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "How about I give you more work tomorrow?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately objected.

"Why? We won't do it."

"Yes, why? Go to hell..."

Someone was swearing, and the man with a mustache looked over and pointed his gun at the person who was swearing.

The swearing man shut his mouth and his face turned pale.

The man with a moustache likes to see them being scared and laughs wildly.

"It's okay if you don't want to work. Join us and you won't be so tired, and you'll also get food."

Just as he finished speaking, one of his men came over pushing two large wooden barrels.

He opened the wooden barrel and the fragrance inside instantly filled the air.

One wooden barrel was full of rice, and the other barrel was filled with bright red pork.

Thousands of people looked at the wooden barrel with shining eyes, and some couldn't help drooling.

Gu Luan and Jiang Xian stood in the middle of the crowd, watching silently.

These Sakura countrymen are so sinister. Intimidation doesn't work, so they resort to bribery.

No wonder some people insist at first, but then slowly lean towards them.

Gu Luan had a gloomy face. Feeling a slight movement behind her, she turned around quickly and grabbed someone's hand.

The man had just opened Gu Luan's backpack, but before he could take anything out, he was noticed and grabbed by Gu Luan.

"It hurts, it hurts, let me go."

The man whose hand was grabbed was a man of medium build. He had already seen Gu Luan's backpack and was sure that there were good things inside.

I wanted to steal something, but I was caught before I could do anything.

Why is this woman so alert?

Jiang Xian grabbed the man's hand and said coldly, "Stealing?"

"Who stole your things? Who saw it? Let me go now."

The man screamed in pain, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Being caught red-handed, he actually dared to refute. Jiang Xian's eyes were filled with ice.

The man was a little scared. When the mustache man continued to tempt him, he raised his hand and said, "I want to join you."

He no longer wanted to stay in this shabby place. He wanted to eat good food, wear nice clothes, and have beautiful women accompany him.

As soon as the man finished speaking, countless angry eyes shot towards him.

The man puffed out his chest and pulled in his abdomen, sneered, "Let me go, or they will shoot you."

Something flashed in Jiang Xian's eyes and he let go of the man's hand.

The man smiled smugly, deciding that Jiang Xian was scared, and squeezed through the crowd to run forward.

A big hand suddenly pressed down on the back of his spine, and with a force, a cracking sound was heard.

The man's pupils dilated, his eyes were unfocused, and he lunged forward.

"ah……"

"Ah, someone is dead. Someone is dead here."

Someone was pounced on by the man and was so scared that he hid aside.

The dead man fell to the ground with a residual smugness on his face.

Jiang Xian withdrew his right hand and let it hang on his right side.

Gu Luan curled the corners of her lips slightly, stood on his left, and smiled at him.

Jiang Xian's eyes were gentle and they met hers.

Song Boyang and Fu Shengran were the only ones who saw this scene. The others only knew that the man was about to move forward, but they didn't know why he suddenly died.

Jiang Xian moved so quickly that if they hadn’t been standing right next to him, they wouldn’t have been able to see it at all.

The two of them gasped when they thought of his swift move, which left the man no chance to speak.