Chapter 585 Get on board

Faced with Hasegawa's questioning, Yamadaira Zuichiro glanced at him, and then did not answer.

Of course, he is not reconciled, he has worked hard for several years in Wuhan City, and now he has to give it to others.

Who can be willing!

But what if you are unwilling?

This is the emperor's order, and from tomorrow this will be the city of Nishigetaro, and he will leave for his homeland.

This is about to become a thing of the past for me.

Yamadaira Saichiro slapped his hand on the railing heavily, then squeezed out a smile on his face and said to Hasegawa, "Hase-kun, let's go in and have a drink." Remember, I'm going back home, but you're going to stay in this city. ”

Hasegawa shook his head helplessly, and the two turned their heads and stepped into the brightly lit boat.

And the two of them had just entered, and a sampan slipped out of the dark corner of the river.

The sampan is very small and thin, like a willow leaf on the wide and slim river, and it cannot attract the attention of others at all.

On the thin sampan, two figures clinged to the sampan, gently paddling the water with their hands, so that the thin sampan slowly slid towards the devil's big boat.

The devils on the deck stood up straight, but they didn't notice the arrival of these two uninvited guests.

Jiang Tiandao pressed his body very low, almost lying on the sampan.

Fan Cunyi, who grew up by the river, is naturally good at water, and his ability to control the sampan is even more extraordinary.

He lowered his body, paddling the water with one hand and swinging the sampan with the other, allowing the sampan to approach the boat gently without making a sound.

When the sampan finally slowly stuck to the big boat, Fan Cunyi turned his face and glanced at Jiang Tiandao, and the eyes of both of them were filled with excitement.

Fan Cunyi used the rope that had been prepared a long time ago to tie the small sampan to the side of the boat, and then made a gesture to Jiang Tiandao.

Jiang Tiandao nodded and hid his body in the dark shadows, while Fan Cunyi grabbed the iron anchor chain of the big ship that sank to the bottom of the sea.

The iron chain was light and thick, but Fan Cunyi grabbed the iron chain like a monkey holding a mountain vine, his body was as relaxed as a swallow, rubbing and rubbing, and after a while, he climbed up along the iron chain.

He didn't rush to climb up, but slowly popped his head out and looked around, and found that there was a devil gendarme standing there with a gun on his back not far away.

But it was so close that the devil gendarmes knew nothing about his arrival.

Fan Cunyi held his breath, bit a knife in his mouth, and slowly grabbed the deck and climbed up.

He was cautious, for fear that if he made a sound, he would ruin his own affairs.

And the devil stood there, his face turned to the side, and from time to time he looked into the cabin.

The cabin was brightly lit, and all kinds of women with heavy makeup were undoubtedly seducing this devil's mind, so much so that he didn't notice Fan Cunyi's arrival at all.

By the time he realized that it was too late, Fan Cunyi firmly covered his mouth with one hand, and cut his throat with the knife with the other.

Blood splattered out, and the devil's body struggled weakly twice, and finally slowly softened.

Fan Cunyi didn't dare to be careless, just hugged the devil until he was sure that the other party was dead, then slowly dragged the body to the shadows and hid it, then looked left and right to see that there was no one, returned to the bedside, and hung a rope down.

After a while, Fan Cunyi pulled up Jiang Tiandao, who was hiding below, and the two of them didn't say a word, looked left and right, and then leaned down and followed the shadows towards the back of the boat.

The cabin was full of singing and dancing, and the kitchen behind was in full swing, where Japanese and Chinese cooks were sweating profusely, preparing food and snacks for the devils and traitors in front.

As for cooking, those Chinese chefs are obviously discriminated against here, they are busy sweating profusely, but they are also scolded and scolded by those arrogant Japanese chefs.

"Mom sells batches, little devil of dogs! Lao Tzu let you eat, let you eat! ”

When Jiang Tiandao and Fan Cunyi touched in, a small man was hiding in a corner, scolding hatefully while spitting into a plate of dishes in his hand.

It was clear that he had just been beaten by Japanese officers and cooks, and he still had a scar on his face.

He spat as he flipped the dish over with his dirty hands.

While turning his head to look into the cabin, he was afraid that others would see it.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw an unfamiliar face.

The little man shuddered with fright, and the plate in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Jiang Tiandao grabbed the crooked plate as soon as he stretched out his hand, and then said with a smile: "Be careful, if you break the plate, you will smash the rice bowl." ”

The little man's face turned pale and he looked at Jiang Tiandao nervously.

He was more worried about whether the other party saw him spitting on the plate than about breaking the plate.

If you break a plate, you may just lose your job, but if you see yourself spitting, your head may be gone.

But fortunately, the person in front of him looked like a Chinese, and he had a smile on his face, not like he was going to denounce himself.

The little man smiled gratefully: "Thank you, big brother." ”

Although this face was a little unfamiliar, the little man was not suspicious.

Because the chefs here change almost every day, each chef can hardly stay for more than three days.

The little man has only been here for a few days, and at least he has seen a few changes.

And there are not only cooks but also handymen in the back kitchen of the ship, and the other party looks more like a handyman similar to himself.

Jiang Tiandao smiled: "Send it in quickly, otherwise you will be scolded again later." ”

yes, if you don't send it in, you should be scolded again.

The little man nodded gratefully, and hurriedly sent it in with a plate.

In the hall, a tall Japanese officer was standing in the center of the hall, singing loudly.

Around, the other Japanese officers all put down their wine glasses and beat and danced for him.

The atmosphere in the hall was just warm.

The devils blushed one by one and looked very excited.

The little man placed the plate on the table in the center and prepared to withdraw.

But accidentally, he crashed into a Japanese officer who was singing and dancing there.

"Yaga! China pig! The stocky Japanese officer cursed and kicked the little man.

Kick the little man on the ground.

The Japanese around them burst into laughter.

The little man's face turned red, but he didn't dare to say anything, and got up and slipped out with a smiling face.

As soon as he came out, he met Jiang Tiandao and Fan Cunyi standing there, staring at the devil inside with two eyes. <