When He Jingxian heard Zhang Xudong's words, she asked anxiously:
"Brother Dong, have you found that bastard Shan Jilang?"
"No, we just arrived in Osaka today and haven't had time to look for him yet.
But I just got his address from the innkeeper.
Tomorrow I will go and find out his details, and this time I will definitely get rid of him."
"Then I'll find an excuse to leave home tomorrow and go with you.
Brother Dong, besides seeking revenge on that old man, what else do you want to do?"
Zhang Xudong snorted coldly and said:
"What for? Our ancestors left behind so many good things, and they've been with them for twenty or thirty years.
We should also bring those treasures back.
Besides, they owe us so much, how can we not get back some of the principal and interest?"
The next day, Zhang Xudong asked Zhao Peng to divide everyone into groups of three or five.
Each group was given a map of Osaka.
He assigned each group an area on the map and asked them to go shopping.
Several groups had people who didn't speak the local language.
Zhang Xudong asked Wu Dayong to help find a few overseas Chinese to serve as tour guides and translators.
Zhang Xudong took out the two boxes of Fuso money he had robbed from the Yamashita Society in San Francisco.
Everyone has been given some money, so let’s go on a trip at public expense today.
Zhang Xudong had no other requirements for them.
Just ask them to mark on the map any banks, museums, large mafia organizations they see while shopping.
After sending everyone away, Zhang Xudong put ten bottles of life essence in his bag and went to visit Military Attaché Martin.
With the letter written by John and the vital element offensive, Martin warmly received Zhang Xudong.
After chatting for a while, Martin proudly told Zhang Xudong to travel boldly in Fuso.
If you meet those ignorant Japanese people, just beat them up. It’s okay if they get injured or disabled.
Before saying goodbye, Martin enthusiastically lent Zhang Xudong a jeep from the consulate for his use.
Zhang Xudong thanked Martin for his enthusiasm and drove all the way to Dongcheng District.
He drove around Imazatosuji Street and found the gate with the sign of Yamashita Construction Co., Ltd.
Zhang Xudong stopped the car in front of the gate very arrogantly.
After jumping out of the car, he slammed the door shut and kicked the iron gate.
The well-made iron gate of the fence fell to the ground with a loud bang after being kicked by him.
Hearing the noise, seven or eight short men rushed out from the gatehouse.
The leader was a man in his thirties with a bearded Rendan.
He ran to Zhang Xudong with his bow legs clattering and started cursing:
"Baga, my new father, Kudasayi..."
Zhang Xudong didn't wait for him to finish his scolding, he grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
"Who the hell are you calling new daddy? Isn't that insulting?
If I had a son like you, I would be drowned in the spit of the neighbors."
While cursing, Zhang Xudong slapped the mosquitoes off his face.
After satisfying his desire, Zhang Xudong threw the pig-like Rendan beard to the ground.
After wiping his hands with a handkerchief, Zhang Xudong threw it on the unconscious Ren Dan Huzi in disgust.
The other short guys saw their big brother being beaten to a pulp and they knew that this was not going to end peacefully.
You, a Chinese, dare to come to our house and beat people up. Are you looking for death?
Several Japanese soldiers rushed forward and started to punch and kick Zhang Xudong.
"Press the lid fully." At this time, a Fusang old man in his sixties walked out of the villa.
He first stopped a few Japanese people, then asked Zhang Xudong:
"You are Chinese, why are you driving a car belonging to the American Consulate?"
Zhang Xudong glanced at him and said, "Finally, there's someone who can speak human language.
You old man may be short, but you handle a lot of things.
I can drive whatever car I want, why would you mind my own business?
The old man suppressed his anger and said:
"Young man from China, I have no right to control what car you drive.
But no matter who has your backing, you shouldn't come to our mountain and attack people.
Since you are young, I won't bother with you.
Tell me, how did we offend you, and what brings us here?"
Zhang Xudong glanced at him and asked, "Who are you? Can you be the head of the family?"
"My name is Inoue Kumaichi, and I'm the vice president of the Yamashita Association."
"Oh, Inoue? That's a difficult move. Your parents are really trying hard.
What are you doing talking so much as a vice president?
Ask your president, Yamazaki Tsuchi-lang, to come out. I have something to discuss with him."
"Baga, you Chinese kid are too arrogant."
Inoue was furious after being scolded by Zhang Xudong, and pointed at Zhang Xudong with his right hand and started scolding him.
"Fuck you, the calluses on your hands are so thick, you must be a veteran who has been to the battlefield in China, right?
I will teach you, an old beast, how to speak human language."
Zhang Xudong said this and was about to go forward and beat Inoue.
"Stop, I'm Yamashiro Jiro, why are you here?"
At this time, a few more people came out of the villa.
The leader was also a man in his sixties, with a pair of small eyes gleaming with a sinister light.
Zhang Xudong looked at the man who claimed to be down the mountain and said:
"You are Yamashiro Jiro, what am I doing here?
I have a friend who is lost here.
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