Chapter 157 Hey, you watch Gintama too?

On a dark and windy night, there was continuous gunfire in the grove.

Due to the open-mindedness of Japan, wild mandarin ducks can be seen everywhere.

Just along the way, there were many melodious and mournful sounds heard in the woods.

Although Huili looks aloof, she is actually very curious. When she heard the sound, she thought it was a cat's meow, so Lu Mingfei had to coax her and say that it was a trap set by bad guys to lure children into it.

Then he called the police in front of her, saying that someone had been kidnapped and the robbers had suspected of killing him. The person was almost dying and was screaming miserably.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Mingfei, who was always doing good deeds, helped Eri straighten her mask: "Next time you are unsure, ask me first. If I'm not here, ask Ling. If Ling is not here, call the police."

Eri looked up at him, and the expression "Trust me" was written on the handsome boy's face, so she nodded obediently.

But soon she thought of someone again, took out her phone from her pocket and started typing: "What about my brother?"

"That's fine, but that would mean we'd have to end our trip early." Lu Mingfei pointed to the dim lights in the distance, "We still have a lot of places to go."

The girl thought about it and typed on her phone: "Then don't tell my brother yet."

"Well, I can record everything I see and hear along the way and share it with my brother when I get back."

While Lu Mingfei was very pleased, he also warned her not to write these words and the cat's meow into her memoirs, otherwise it would be hard to say whether her brother-in-law was holding a knife or a chain saw.

Old Tang, who was standing by, listened to him fooling Eri. Ling and Jiude Mai both appeared, but he still didn't hear his name. He couldn't help but speak:

"No, what about me? I am a high-level hunter after all. Don't I deserve a say?"

Lu Mingfei blocked his reply with one sentence: "So dear Dr. Indiana Downs, do you understand Japanese?"

"Hey, kid!" Old Tang pointed at someone like a husky, thinking that knowing a foreign language is great. My buddy just mastered the language of a non-human creature. Am I proud?

Old Tang, who had originally thought of finding a time to reveal the little secret to Lu Mingfei, decided to keep it secret for now and wait for a suitable occasion to show off and scare Lu Mingfei.

At this time, more than an hour had passed since the one-way crush on the winding mountain road, and they had returned to the city of Shinjuku.

It is actually very simple for them to hide their identity. They just need to take off the mask, take off the suit jacket, and finally let their hair down.

Of course, the most important thing is Zero's words.

With Mingzhao there, even if you walk past the people from the Eight Clans of Sheqi openly, they won't be able to see you.

When Crow and Yaksha picked up the masks, Lu Mingfei was watching from a distance with a sniper rifle.

After confirming that Yuan Zhisheng had received his message, Lu Mingfei and his men left with the captives. On the way, they met Shude Mai who had rushed back from Osaka to meet them, and they returned to the Hilton Hotel in the city center together.

Now Ling and Jiude Mai are torturing the guy codenamed Yingxiu, forcing him to reveal the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Originally, Ling was supposed to continue to be the bodyguard, but now that there were two Jun Yans on the team, as well as someone so powerful that he had no friends, there was really no need for her to tag along.

Now all three of them appear without makeup. Lao Tang lets down his bangs to cover his iconic shaggy eyebrows, Eri removes her mixed-race makeup, and Lu Mingfei takes off his bandit mask and starts a new life.

It's a pity that her good looks and simple outfit didn't attract much attention in Kabukicho. This sleepless street was crowded with too many men and women who came here to pursue pleasure and beauty.

And it was obvious at first glance that the three of them were not the kind of people with whom they could spend a night.

"I may disappoint you, Eri. There are no handymen's shops run by patients with high blood sugar on this street, nor are there the Four Heavenly Kings consisting of transvestites, old ladies, gangsters, and aliens. This is just a place for fun."

Lu Mingfei pulled Eri to assert his sovereignty while preventing her from being swept away by the surging crowd.

They were in Kabukicho 2-chome, where there were many love hotels and nightclubs. The adjacent 1-chome was a famous pleasure street that provided many services that were not suitable for children. Many sex shops under the Inuyama family were rooted there.

Eri didn't know any of this. She knew about Kabukicho because of the unscrupulous anime "Gintama", which was very different from most of the Jump comics.

Although she had only watched a few episodes in total, her brother who heard the news took away the disc. Even during the weekly Gintama broadcast period, there would be problems with the TV signal and she could not watch it.

But she was still curious about this street.

She wanted to go to the Yorozuya to pet the big white dog, go to the Tose Hut to eat five-eye fried rice, and be friends with Kagura, the "monster girl" who also had red hair.

Unfortunately, after walking around, Eri realized that everything in the animation did not happen in reality.

This discovery made her feel a little depressed.

Although her expression did not change, Lu Mingfei still noticed that the girl was in a bad mood, so he comforted her: "The story of Gintama took place more than a hundred years ago. At that time, Tokyo was still called Edo, and there were wooden buildings everywhere."

Hearing this, Eri's mood improved slightly. She looked at the bustling street ahead and asked curiously, "So what happened to them in the end?"

Since this happened a hundred years ago, their fate should have been determined.

She only saw the beginning, couldn't guess the sequel, and couldn't see the ending.

Unlike her life before this, which remained unchanged and the end could be seen at a glance.

"Finally..." Lu Mingfei thought of the gorilla who always liked to cheat in the ending, and couldn't help laughing:

"In the end, they defeated the foreign invaders and killed the teacher who was the protagonist's most trusted and respected teacher, who was also the final boss hiding behind the scenes and controlling everything."

Eri listened attentively, her rosy red eyes reflecting the boy's outline.

"Shoyo-sensei is actually the immortal leader of Amaterasu-in, Hollow. Yoshida Shoyo is just one of his personalities.

He adopted the war orphan Gintoki and taught him to read, write and practice kendo..."

As Lu Mingfei continued to give spoilers, he suddenly felt that the plot was inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

If you think about it carefully, hey, aren’t these the Minamoto no Chisei and Tachibana Masamune?

One is an orphan without parents, and the other is the leader of an evil organization.

Very good, one more reason why Tachibana Masamune must die!

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The two of them held hands and talked about the plot, leaving Old Tang next to them with a blank expression.

He had no idea what the two minors were saying. It was clearly a movie about three people, but he couldn't have a name.

Just when he was thinking about going to the nearby arcade to play instead of standing here as a light bulb, a few people in black clothes came out from the alley next to him with disdain on their faces. When they saw him looking over here, they glared at him and said, "Why are you here, are you dying?"

Although he didn't understand what was said, Old Tang was sure that it was not a nice thing to say. Since the other party was just talking nonsense and didn't come up to pick a fight, he didn't take out his weapon to teach him a lesson.

After those ferocious-looking men in black walked away, he tiptoed into the alley to see if there was any big news.

The result was different from what was expected. There was no victim covered in bruises and dying on the ground, nor was there a woman with dishevelled clothes who seemed to have been assaulted. There was only a man in a well-fitting suit sitting on the edge of the table, smoking a cigarette, with a melancholy look in his eyes and an outstanding temperament.

If the other person was a young man of the same age, perhaps Old Tang would think that he was a poor aristocrat who was harassed by the underworld because of debt problems.

However, the man in front of him was a muscular man who was strong enough to fit two of him, with a blue whale tattooed on his shiny head that seemed to refract light.

The bald man sitting in the dark alley was just like a brown bear lurking in the forest, lamenting that he had gone out to steal honey at the wrong time during the day and happened to run into a swarm of bees returning to their nest.

Seeing that the man had no injuries and his clothes were not messy, Old Tang felt that he did not look like he needed help, so he took a quick look and prepared to leave.

However, after the bald man discovered him, he gave up half of the edge of the stage, reached out and patted him: "よろしければ、泽って语をしてください (If you don't mind, sit down and chat with me)."

Old Tang hesitated for half a second, and felt that with his current fighting power, it would not be a problem to defeat the opponent in seconds, so he went over and sat down.

Compared to being a light bulb, it is indeed more interesting to listen to gossip.

"Arnold, Wadasi, Neon Chicken, Wagaranai..."

Old Tang used his poor Japanese to tell the other party that he was Chinese and could not speak Japanese. The next second, the bald man spoke fluent Chinese:

"It's okay. I know a little Chinese."

Now it was Old Tang's turn to be shocked. This little Japanese guy spoke Chinese even better than him.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Ah Jing, and I'm a failed businessman." The bald man stretched out his palm-leaf fan-shaped hand and shook hands with Old Tang, who introduced himself a little late:

"My name is Donald. You can call me Old Tang. I'm a... tourist here."

Bald Ah Jing was not surprised to hear Old Tang's Chinese with a bit of an accent. The Japanese themselves have accents, not to mention that China is such a large country. I heard that the conversations between villages in the south are encrypted.

"Tokyo does have many attractions and is very suitable for tourism. It's a pity that the cherry blossom season has passed, otherwise we could enjoy the sea of ​​cherry blossoms."

"Um... then let's come again next time. Missing it once doesn't mean missing it forever." Old Tang was careful with his wording, for fear of touching upon the old man's sad memory.

"Yes, missing out this time doesn't mean you will miss out next time. Everyone has a chance to start over again."

Bald Ah Jing took a deep breath and slowly blew out a smoke ring, his eyes full of melancholy: "Unfortunately, my store is on the verge of collapse, and there is no chance to start over."

Old Tang perked up when he heard this: "Were those people here to collect debts?"

"Yes." Bald Ah Jing nodded slightly. Facing a foreign tourist, he seemed to let go of some burden and could confide some of his thoughts: "I have many like-minded brothers under me. They don't know that my business is in deficit and the capital chain is almost broken. I have already reached a point where my income is not enough to cover my expenses. They still support me wholeheartedly...

In order not to disappoint them, and to prevent customers from losing their spiritual sustenance, I found the loan shark gang and borrowed money from them to maintain the normal operation of the store..."

Old Tang was touched at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. He looked at the familiar street scene on the other side of the alley, and pondered the message revealed in the bald man's words just now. He frowned and said, "You, are you the owner of Takamagahara Nightclub?"

(End of this chapter)