162 Tokyo Raiders (2)
"~"
After seeing the reflection on the watch and the few people following behind him, he couldn't help but curse to himself.
Ever since he set foot on Japanese soil, the throbbing feeling of his heart has always lingered, and the closer he got to the destination, the stronger the feeling became, until he got out of the car and saw those people, he realized that he was still being targeted.
While squeezing into the crowd in front of him, he was thinking quickly about countermeasures in his mind. He asked himself that coming to Japan was still very secretive, and the problem should not be with him, then the problem should be with Adrian.
"That's not right!~"
Thinking about it, it is impossible for Adrian to betray himself, not to talk about any friendship, and that batch of goods is estimated to be worth tens of millions of dollars, how can he take this risk with his own goods?
Unable to figure it out, he quickly interspersed in the crowd, and those gazes were always locked on him like maggots on tarsal bones.
When I got out of the "Ochanomizu Station", I ignored the air engines behind me, walked to the side of the street and stopped a taxi, got into the car and said to the driver in Japanese, "ๅใธๆญฉใใฆ่กใ." โ
Fang Yuanshan, who had studied Japanese for a few days before coming, had a little grasp of everyday language. Sitting in the back seat, he saw the driver unhurriedly shifting, stepping on the accelerator, and starting, and his heart couldn't help but get anxious.
At the speed on this computer scale, don't want to get rid of the next few people today. Stretched out his head and sternly said to the driver in front of him: "Hurry up!"
The taxi driver in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man in his forties, hearing his reprimand, he looked up at the reflector, and saw Fang Yuanshan wearing sunglasses, and the muscles on both sides of his cheeks trembled. Fang Yuanshan, who was lifting his butt in the back seat, also returned to the seat with the force of inertia.
Looking in the rearview mirror, the two "Land Rovers" are getting closer and closer. His heart also became anxious. He said sharply to the driver in front of him: "Eight. ใใฃใจๆฉใ!"
The Japanese are martial and aggressive in their bones, and I remember that Tagore said that arrogance and invincibility just show the weakness and lack of self-confidence of a nation. Remember the most famous myth in Japan, "Momotai", a diminutive creature born from a peach, defeated the leader of Onijima and plundered the island's treasures. It is this kind of realm that the little Japanese yearn for, winning the big with the small, and finally taking the wealth of others and women as their own.
The only belief of this nation is that whoever has milk is the mother, and you are strong? Okay! I will follow you! Maybe this century will still be wagging its tail behind you and begging for mercy. Sing praises for you, in the next century, if you can't do it, I will stab you in the back.
They don't know what it means to drink water and think of the source, what dignity and morality are, and this nation always kneels and nods when they meet people, and what is hidden under their politeness is hypocrisy! They only respect and be humble to those who insult them and rape them.
So when Arnold came, they repeatedly explained: Don't be polite to the Japanese. The more fierce you scold, the more respectful he will be to you. All you have to do is show the slightest sign of weakness and they'll immediately climb on your head and and pee!
Perhaps this is the experience that Arnold learned from the two nuclear bombs dropped by the United States. But since he said so, there must be some truth to it. So although he was reluctant to show his "welcome" to a taxi driver, the pursuers behind him were imminent, and he couldn't care so much.
"Hum~"
was reprimanded by Fang Yuanshan, the middle-aged taxi driver in front immediately stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car's computer instantly rose from 60 to 100 yards, passing quickly in the traffic, and the two Land Rovers behind were pulled away a long distance in a blink of an eye.
"That...... Traffic jam ahead!"
"ไฝใฎๆใงใใ?"
The taxi driver in front of him was also depressed, and he wanted to pull the last business before getting off work, but he didn't expect to carry a member of the "Black Society"~ Although the Japanese Black Society has a generally good impression among the people, it is difficult to guarantee that he will meet an exception, so he still behaves very worried.
In order to mix up the food and the public, when Fang Yuanshan came to Japan, Johnson tattooed him with chemicals on his neck, so the driver in front of him looked more frightened when he saw the exposed "tattoo" on his neck.
Hearing his question, the middle-aged driver in front of him was puzzled for a moment, but repeated it again in Japanese, and pointed to the front.
Fang Yuanshan, who had been observing the rearview mirror in the back seat, and after seeing the driver's movements, he glanced ahead, and saw a long car blocked in front of him, and immediately scolded "", took out a few large yen from his pocket and threw them on the co-pilot in front, and then pulled the safety on the door, pushed the car door and rushed out.
Turning his head and glancing at the Land Rover dozens of meters away, the people inside saw him get out of the car, the person in the passenger seat pointed at him with his hand in the car, his mouth kept moving, and he didn't know what he was talking about, Fang Yuanshan turned around and left the middle of the road from the gap in the car, and then threw off his arms and ran towards the pedestrian street in the distance.
The surrounding crowd saw Fang Yuanshan running wildly with a shoulder bag and sunglasses, and they all gave way for him to pass. After running for a distance, he saw an alley where no one was around, and he immediately limped in.
Entering the alley and looking at the entrance, seeing that no one was coming, he turned his shoulder bag over and took out a set of black sportswear from inside, and wore it directly outside without taking off his clothes. Then he took out a mask and brought it up, stuffed the hat on his head into his backpack, glanced left and right, saw that there was no camera attention, and put the shoulder bag into the space with a wave of his hand.
After he finished it, he looked up and down, and when he found the sneakers on his feet, he was stunned again! He had changed all his body, and he was not looking for death if he kept a pair of shoes! With the eyesight of those people, they must have remembered the clothes all over their bodies clearly, and maybe their physical characteristics had been conveyed to them by them.
When he came, he thought of everything, food, drink, clothing, and battlefield first-aid supplies, he prepared a lot. And I also have to thank Thomas for giving him a blow in the face, so he understood his own shortcomings, so he prepared a lot of guns and ammunition before he came back, and he collected all of them in the name of "consignment" to Japan.
The equipment inside is well-equipped, and the ammunition is sufficient, enough for him to fight a high-intensity local war, you can imagine how much he has prepared!
Only at the moment of life and death would people say, "I knew this was the case, what should I have done in the first place...... He didn't want to go through that kind of test again and regret it, so he came back to Japan with enough weapons and equipment.
Despite all this consideration, there was one omission: I didn't bring my shoes!
In desperation, he glanced at the surrounding houses, saw a pair of shoes drying on the balcony on the second floor on the left, laughed at himself, "disgraced to the motherland", and then climbed to the antique wall, holding on to the wooden window lattice, and reached out to take out the shoes.
The board shoes are still a little wet and not dry, and he can't care so much, so he took off the shoes on his feet and replaced them with board shoes, jumped off the fence and tried not to be big!
He took the changed shoes in his hand, turned his head and looked around a few times, and one turned around and his hand was empty, and then turned around and walked towards the depths of the alley. (To be continued.) )