When the few people arrived, there were already many people eating in the canteen. It was noisy. Chu Xiang glanced at it and was full of vicious people, and he spoke unscrupulously. If he hadn't been in the military camp, he would have become popular. The young soldier took a few people to sit down at the same table and left. Then the staff from the canteen brought the food. The food was quite sumptuous, with big fish, big meat, fruits and snacks, all of which were complete.

The monk was not afraid of meat and fish, and directly reached out to get the meat in the basin. The others looked at the fat and fat hands reaching into the plate and all glared at them. If the monk was gone, he would feast on it.

The man with a thorny muscle and the young man who was humming a small song suddenly became cold. Seeing that the conflict was about to arise, the monk still ignored him, fearless and not afraid at all.

Chu Xiang remained silent and watched the situation develop quietly. At this time, the white-faced young man set off a smooth move: "Several, we all come from the same place, don't let people laugh at it."

The monk was unfathomable and was in the military camp again. It was not good for anyone to take action. Now someone was able to smooth things over and there were steps. He snorted coldly. The young man who was humming a little song dissipated his coldness and took a plate of meat that the monk had never touched before and ate it himself. The man with a thorny muscle did not give up. He was angry and slapped the table, and all the dishes on the table jumped up.

Unexpectedly, things developed like this. Seeing that everyone had no food, everyone hurriedly showed their skills. Seven people and fourteen hands came out. The plate was less than two feet away from the table, and they all returned to the table. No trace of the dish on the plate fell out.

"Don't waste food, eat it quickly." The young man with white noodles continued to smooth things over.

The trouble was too much, and the big man with a little bit of anger was a little angry. He moved his chopsticks and looked calm from beginning to end. He ignored the few people and ate and drank on his own. Fortunately, the young man with white faces would have smoothed out, otherwise he would have fought with his own habits. Nowadays, he would be talking based on his strength and before he could see the truth, no one cares about his identity, and he could not be fooled by his outfit.

After a while, I finally had a good meal. Chu Xiang was not interested in meat. Most of the chopsticks fell on vegetables and snacks. The meat was eaten up by monks and big men with thorny muscles. After a while, several people came in one after another. There were more and more people in the restaurant, and there were probably 156. The people at other tables were not as tense as here, and the noisy people were mostly shouting about something related to Japan.

Someone was shouting excitedly: "Damn, I finally have the chance to go to Japan and Japan women. It's so hard to think about it."

"I heard that Japanese women live well, so I have to find a girl to have fun."

"It will be good to rape first and then kill, and then rape again."

"Kill all Japanese men, keep them for fucking."

"Fuck, I've long wanted to blow up the Yasukuni Shrine, and now I finally have a chance."

The whole restaurant was full of demons and people were all kinds of people, and they kept shouting and ignored them, which almost shocked the restaurant.

The food in the canteen was well cooked, and eight people swept the plates clean without wasting any. After the eight people were full, after the tea time, the other tables were eaten one after another, and some people finally appeared in the military.

A young soldier wearing glasses came into the restaurant, regardless of whether everyone could hear it in the noisy restaurant, and said straight away: "The destination of this operation is Japan. The goal is to get back the national treasure stolen by Japan, destroy the Yasukuni Shrine, and seize the Tiancongyun Sword Eight-foot Mirror Eight-foot Qiongquyu. The ship will send you to the place closest to Japan on the national border, and wait for you to come back in a month. The mission reward is measured by the completion degree of the overall action. The three treasures and the Yasukuni Shrine each account for 20% of the completion degree. Details will be sent to you later on board the ship."

The young soldier wearing glasses left after saying that, and then a soldier came in. A soldier brought five tables into a car and six left the barracks. After a while, he came to a temporary dock and everyone got out of the car and got on a Jianghu-class frigate.

After getting on the ship, the frigate set sail and headed towards the East China Sea. The crew on the ship distributed the detailed content of the printed mission to everyone, marking maps of each target point in Chinese and photos of various target items. At the same time, Chu Xiang's mobile phone also received the electronic version details sent here.

Many people don’t read the information and throw it away directly. Obviously, for them, completing tasks is not the main content, and taking the opportunity to achieve their goals is the most important thing.

After carefully reading the information, Chu Xiang found the person in charge of receiving the response and asked, "Are all these information accurate?"

The person in charge of the matter was a colonel officer with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist. He told Chu Xiang: "It is not certain that most parts of Japan have been flooded by sea water. This information is based on the altitude of Japan and the location where the target items may be. The only thing that can be confirmed is that the Yasukuni Shrine is still in its original place and has not been flooded by sea water."

"The Yasukuni Shrine is so big that it is difficult to destroy with manpower. Didn't you provide bombs or something?" Chu Xiang continued to ask.

"Yes, compress high explosives, to prevent problems on the road, I will give them to you when the time comes." said the colonel officer.

Chu Xiang nodded, and did not ask any other questions, while resting. The waves were rising and falling, and the warships were swaying. He sat by the guardrail. Chu Xiang carefully observed the crowd, but unfortunately he did not find who could speak Japanese. He was not familiar with the place and could not speak language. With more than a hundred people, Chu Xiang felt it was not ordinary to complete the mission goal. Although Chu Xiang had never been to Japan, he still understood the situation in Japan. As for the swordsmanship alone, Japan was not inferior to China. There were many domestic experts, and there must be many Japanese masters. A group of mobs had their own plans and their strengths were uneven. It is conceivable how much they could do.

Everyone on the boat was yelling and ready to fight a big fight in Japan. At some point, a black bird gathered above his head. The threat was confirmed, and the cannon sounded, and the dense array of close-defense cannons on the boat opened fire. The deafening cannon sounded for a few seconds. The birds in the air were scattered, most of them were blown into minced meat, and only a few were scattered and fled.

The fallen bird corpses caused a large group of fish to gather. Fortunately, the corpses fell behind the boat, otherwise there would be big trouble.

The frigate rides the wind and waves. Soon after, it has entered the sea area before the great change. The endless sea waves are undulating, and there are three-foot waves without wind. The frigate with a displacement of less than 2,000 tons is shaking around, as if it is about to be swept into the sea at any time.

When Chu Xiang was worried about whether a big fish would overturn the frigate, he received a message again on his phone. After checking, it turned out to be a message sent by the military's operation command. The message directly stated that the real purpose of this operation was to eliminate the experts of the island country and collect information from Japanese experts. Treasure hunting was just a mess, allowing him to find a way to use the power of everyone to eliminate obstacles and reduce the vitality of the island country.

So that's it. No wonder he sent so many people to seize treasures and guard the Japanese base, just to hit the stone with eggs. Knowing the true purpose of the military, Chu Xiang calculated and had already made a decision in his mind and walked straight to the monk who came with him.

"Amitabha!" Chu Xiang walked to the great monk and put his hands together.

Walking along the way, the monk never chanted Amitabha Buddha. The monk did not chant Amitabha Buddha. Instead, he chanted Amitabha Buddha, which was very strange.

The monk looked at Chu Xiang and suddenly laughed. He took a deep breath, sucked most of the cigarette in his hand in one sip. He opened his mouth and spitted it. Dozens of thin smoke shot towards Chu Xiang's face like a gun. Chu Xiang did not move and blew a slight breath. Twelve of the smoke was blown back, and the other thirteen smokes shot into the face turned upwards and drifted away.

Twelve gusts of smoke returned, and the monk blew again, and the smoke turned into a hazy smoke net and covered Chu Xiang. Chu Xiang blew again, and the smoke net was intact between the two of them, and after a moment, it dissipated in the air.

"Very good." The monk said, and took out another cigarette and lit it.

"I have something to do, I need your help." Chu Xiang said.

"Those who save the suffering and the suffering should be saved." The monk said with a smile, and began to spit out clouds and mist again.

"Does the monk kill anyone?" Chu Xiang said.

"The Buddha eliminates sins and protects life and saves the suffering." The monk said with a smile, and the smoke from his mouth rose, like a compassionate Buddhist son in incense.

Chu Xiang laughed and said, "Chu Xiang, I'm lucky to know." Chu Xiang's two words are inaudible, only monks can hear them.

The monk also laughed and said, "No monk, I have long admired you."

It turns out that this person is a monk, no wonder he is so profound and unfathomable.

The smiling Buddha has no monk, and his iron palms traverse the three eastern provinces. He was originally a guardian monk in Shaolin Temple. Later, he left Shaolin Temple for some reason and moved to Dafeng Temple to practice. After the great change, he became like this. He changed the Buddha's name to Wushen, which was cruel and ruthless and moody.

After looking at the crowd, Chu Xiang walked towards a Luotuo man standing by the side of the ship. The Luotuo man had a tall skeleton, looked very imposing, with rough hands, wearing a pair of liberation shoes full of mud and dust. He didn't know how long it took to wear the clothes, and a sheathless steel sword without a sharp edge hung on his waist.

Chu Xiang was thinking about how to convince Luotuo's man, but Luotuo's man spoke first: "No need to worry, I won't cooperate with that person."

He had been facing back to the two, but he knew about their conversation in the noisy crowd. Of course, this Luotuo man was not a mediocre man.

After laughing, he realized that this big man was probably a straightforward person. Chu Xiang said, "I didn't say that I must cooperate, I just want you to do a favor."

"Do you usually ask for help?" said Luotuo Dahan.

Chu Xiang smiled and said, "No, I usually rarely ask for help."

"I rarely help others," said Luotuo Dahan.

"That's right." Chu Xiang laughed.

"Not good." Luotuo Dahan said.

"What should I do?" Chu Xiang couldn't laugh and asked.

The big man in the bottom of the Tuotuo didn't speak.

After a while, Chu Xiang asked, "Do you have anything to help?"

"No." Luotuo Dahan Road.

"This is difficult." Chu Xiang said with a wry smile.

After a while, when Chu Xiang was about to give up, Luotuo's man said, "Why did he agree to help you?"

"Probably, I have better smoking skills." Chu Xiang said with a smile.

"My smoking skills are also good," said Luotuo Dahan.

"The situation is complicated, one person has more safety." Chu Xiang said.

"He is not a person who needs safety." Luotuo Dahan said.

"Do you have to know?" Chu Xiang asked helplessly.

"must."

"Okay, I'll go and ask him." Chu Xiang said with a wry smile.

Before Chu Xiang could ask, Wuseng's voice came over: "Because I know he will definitely look for you."

The Luotuo man turned around, his firm face full of vicissitudes of life, his black stubble, his eyes half-closed, the smoke in his hand had been burned, and the long asshole was clamped on his hand, and the boat swayed and did not fall.

"I also want to see the skills of the smiling Buddha." The Luotuo man opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were as bright as lightning, and his eyes flashed away.

The matter was done, and the Luotuo Dahan did not ask Chu Xiang's name, and Chu Xiang walked straight to another person.

This is an ugly thin old man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, an ugly big yellow teeth, a sparse goat beard, a rough long hair tied into a Taoist bun, wearing a torn dress like a beggar, a dirty ruler-long sword stuck on his waist, and sat away from the crowd, leaning against the fork legs of the boat.

"Hello, Taoist priest." Chu Xiang sat down in front of the ugly middle-aged man.

He looked at Chu Xiang with a slanted eye and described the ugly thin old man, saying, "Tell me quickly if you have something to say, and let me go if you have farts."

Chu Xiang guessed that this man was a Taoist priest. Throughout the dynasties, monks in prosperous times became monsters, and Taoist priests in troubled times went down the mountain. Most of the Taoist priests who went down the mountain in troubled times were similar to beggars.

"If you have something to do, please help from your seniors." Chu Xiang said.

"Who are you? Why should I help you?" The ugly Taoist priest snorted, and still looked at Chu Xiang with a squint. Chu Xiang took a closer look and realized that this person was born with squint eyes, not deliberately squint eyes at him.

"The Three Treasures of the Japanese are not easy to get, so we can be more confident in joining hands. My name is Chu Xiang." Chu Xiang said, first talking about the reason, then the name. He didn't know whether the Taoist priest knew him. If he knew him, talking about the name first might give people a feeling of pressure.

"Chu Xiang? I don't know you, what does it have to do with me whether you rob the three treasures?" The Taoist priest glanced at Chu Xiang and said.

"We actually came. No one wants to return empty-handed, right? With your old skills, I believe that ordinary treasures are too lazy to take action. Of course, it is to grab the three treasures. But there are many Japanese experts. If you act alone, you will inevitably make mistakes. There are more people and it is safer to act." Chu Xiang said.

"There are so many people safe? Not necessarily." The ugly Taoist priest sneered.

"Even if you can't be united, at least you can attract the enemy's attention. I'm sure that no one will drag you down." Chu Xiang said.
Chapter completed!