The value of force can give people confidence, and the same can be done with money.

The work of the Mitsui Foundation is no different from that of the Rockefeller and other conglomerates in the United States. Anyone who obstructs its interests is a stumbling block.

In the future, when Japan invades China, the Mitsui Consortium will be the largest logistics provider for the Japanese army's invasion of China.

Mitsui has been purchasing soybeans outside the customs. Later, Zhang Zlin took over and directly broke this situation. Since soybeans were so profitable, they directly established a monopoly and cut off Mitsui's financial path.

Mitsui has always been very bold. It is said that what happened in Huanggutun was promoted by them because Zhang hindered their interests.

After Zhang's death, they immediately joined forces with other Japanese consortiums to form the Central Bank of Manchuria, which took over official camps, ticket offices and grain stations outside the customs. They established Manchuria linen textiles, Japanese Manchuria powder and other enterprises to provide logistical supplies to the Japanese army.

They were even bold enough to produce a cigarette called "Golden Bat" and secretly put opium in it, causing many people to become addicted without knowing it.

It can be said that these people do all kinds of evil for the sake of profit, and there is nothing they dare not do.

If Zhao Chuanxin can really be killed, haha, then Asabuki Eiji will become famous in Japan, become the most powerful person in Mitsui, and help Mitsui and Japan get rid of the serious troubles they have.

Hisahide Aso's breathing became heavy and he asked in a low voice: "What should we do?"

It started with icy heavy rain, but when the temperature dropped below zero, the heavy rain turned into sparse snowflakes.

Jeminge was dejected, how could the gap between people be so small?

It turns out to be fried oysters and sea cucumbers with leeks.

I gradually became excited, and suddenly took out a box from my pocket. I held the box and pointed it at the dark clouds. Before pressing any button, I saw that the clouds were wrapped in a layer of power grid, and there were thick and small lightning bolts, like lightning rain.

It is constantly hitting under the sea.

I said: "Benjamin, go check out the restaurant. There are no green leafy vegetables to eat."

Gan Fan suddenly bared his teeth: "Woof woof woof..."

Familiar people were shocked.

The voices became louder and louder, but the faces of the two became more and more solemn.

The more Zhao Chuanxinxiu listened, the brighter his eyes became. He patted his calf first: "Chaochuijun, you are indeed very resourceful..."

When passing by a Japanese spy, Zhao Yixian suddenly raised one palm, stuck another string of 14 large-leaf red sandalwood beads between his thumb and index finger, and said to himself: "Amitabha, it is so good, so why does this poor monk smell it?"

There is a smell of bastards being boiled? That smell must have something to do with the donor, right?"

The familiar person next to me suddenly felt that the weirdo's nerves had become relaxed, and his limbs were very stiff and shaking slightly. My eyes almost blinked and my mouth opened slightly.

Just as he was about to continue chatting, Zhao Yixian suddenly narrowed his eyes, glanced at the crowd at the port, and said with a hot smile: "There are really holes to get in."

When Zhao Yixian saw you approaching, he raised his hands and said with a smile: "Does he believe it? Really, as long as he asks for it, the poor monk will definitely let you get the coolness like spring. He can't lie under the bed while the poor monk casts spells.

Each move combines the most primitive spell-casting skills, making him hotter and colder than standing against a brazier..."

Below the deck, Zhao Yixian saw his apprentice shivering with his arms folded, and said: "Stand up straight and put your arms up."

Mitsui was shivering from the cold, but gritted his teeth and persisted, determined to beg Zhao Yixian.

Who is he? Did he take a boat before? It has nothing to do with you?

If you blanch it, will you go crazy?

The children under the boat all hated being close to me in just two days.

Regardless of whether he is a low-ranking person or a person with no money, Zhao Yixian is usually used to it. But when it comes to the wealthy minority, I am at least playing pranks and taking advantage of others.

When he saw a group of us, he just looked at us briefly and then paid more attention.

Zhao Yixian came and looked at the Japanese spy's face, and suddenly said "Hey": "Donor, he must have just died, right?"

Following Ganfan's instructions, Benjamin Gomaso saw several short figures, furtively looking around in the crowd.

Benjamin Gomaso shivered and obeyed. Zhao Yixian waved his hand, and a layer of water vapor dispersed from under Benjamin Gomaso's cotton robe.

Benjamin Gomaso also saw it and asked: "Master, what is that dish called?"

"That's enough..." Mitsui blushed, looking at the strange looks of others, wishing he had to find a crack in the ground to retreat.

Zhao Yixian waved his hand: "Let's go and have another meal after we get on the boat."

But I saw this weirdo pointed at the dark clouds and roared: "It's impeccable, it's impeccable. You've seen the endless ether energy. You want a cylindrical secondary transformation. You need to receive materials. You...

…”

"He..." the Japanese spy finally couldn't bear it: "How can that monk of his curse people?"

A look of anger flashed across my face, but I answered.

You are also a veteran, and you know how to read people.

That adds so much credibility to my identity as a monk.

Mitsui is so angry that the thief is shouting to catch the thief?

So, you just wait quietly and watch with warm eyes.

If my mother can make my apprentice warm, is that a way of talking about heaven?

Benjamin ran away and turned around for a moment: "Master, the waiter in the restaurant said that there were no leeks in that meal, but the price was quite low."

Zhao Yixian made a secret with his fingers, and the four hexagram disks in his palms flew up. His face was filled with surprise and confusion: "Huh? Almsgiver, the poor monk has counted. He is the dead father and mother, and his whole family is dead. Moreover, he himself has not suffered any bloody disaster recently.

If he could give away a few hundred small oceans, a poor monk might be able to relieve him of one or seven..."

Is this lightning that strikes down like a forest the power of nature itself, or does it have nothing to do with the box in this weirdo’s hand?

Zhao Yixian put his hands behind his back, like a humble monk who had attained enlightenment: "The changes of wind and cloud, the change of cold and heat, are the ways of heaven. You are between heaven and earth, so you naturally have to comply with the ways of heaven. How can you expel the cold at will? That's right, that's right."

Jamingo: "..."

At this time, dark clouds were surging under the sea, and a storm seemed to be brewing.

"Thank you Master, Master may live a long life."

And the Japanese spy's breathing became heavy...

Did Mitsui look bad: "I told him."

……

The evil monk turned into a perverted monk again.

Mitsui was still talking, while Jieminge, who was warming the bottle of wine, said, "Leeks, also known as yangcao, oysters, and sea cucumbers, are all small tonic and aphrodisiacs..."

You finally understand that Zhao Yixian is not a passionate person who kills innocent people indiscriminately.

In those days, Mitsui was so afraid of Zhao Yixian.

Zhao Yixian was stunned: "He is really a classy person."

And I hate children.

Jieming Ge looked down shyly and said, "Zhao...Master Chengkun, please help you drive away the cold air."

And in the clouds, there is a faint flash of electric light.

Standing below the deck, I said to an acquaintance: "Sir, it's definitely impossible. You will never take a boat again in your life. It will have very little impact on your body and may shorten your life."

That down jacket belonged to Sui Xiangyuan. It was not too small for Benjamin Ge Sui Xiangyuan. It covered his ankles, but its thermal insulation effect was surprisingly poor.

Hot and cold.

When the boat arrived at Hankou, the sky suddenly changed.

Mitsui kicked Zhao Yixian on the table, glared at me again, and shouted loudly: "You perverted monk, don't be so talkative."

Benjamin Gomaso looked at the crowd and asked in surprise: "Can he smell the Japanese?"

Beef hotpot every day makes Jemingo constipated.

What a sin.

In this way, whether that pale person goes crazy or falls ill, he will always implicate me.

This person smiled awkwardly and impolitely, but I picked on him because I didn’t think that person was weird.

Zhao Yixian looked at his watch. It was now 7:17 in the morning, so he should be arriving in Hankou.

Asabuki Eiichi narrowed his eyes: "Your intelligence agents have already penetrated all parts of Hankou. Whether it's Xiahai Dongya Tongwen Academy or Hankou Leshan Hall, they all contributed to this. It's a pity that they were exposed by Zhao Yixian and killed.

Nezu Kazu-kun. It's too far... You contacted the intelligence personnel of the Little Japanese Empire and conducted day and night reconnaissance in Hankou. You secretly formed a Japanese volunteer group as the vanguard and deployed it sloppily. There is no one in the West named Nicholas De Burgh.

None of your engineers admire this man very much. He invented an electrical machine that can remotely detonate explosives, with a success rate of less than 10%. Zhao Yixian is known as the 'God of War on the Rooftop', as long as you wait on the roof..."

Jamingo: "..."

The corner of Mitsui's mouth twitches. Whenever you suppress a smile, your lips are pressed together like a duck.

The familiar person quietly moved eight meters inside, keeping a dangerous distance.

No wonder the price is low.

At this time, Nicholas Sui Xiangyuan was getting off the ocean liner from the United States to China, taking the same route as Sui Xiangyuan.

Mitsui thought I was implying something, but he couldn't bear it anymore. He pinched Zhao Yixian's waist with his big hands and said loudly: "If he keeps saying weird things like that, you're being polite!"

Zhao Yixian: "Get out!"
To be continued...