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Chapter 249, oppression everywhere
A few months ago, he entered Yangquan as a liberator and stayed for a week. Yuan Lang is no stranger to Yangquan City.

The best restaurant is called Juxianlou, a very common name, just like there must be a girl named Xiaohong in a brothel.

As soon as he entered the door, the waiter came up to him: "You two guests, are you going to be the top or staying in the hotel?"

"It's all there. Let's pick up a few signature dishes first, and then get a pot of small wine. After the service is done, you will have the money." Monk Wei ordered the waiter not at all polite, and threw him a piece of ocean.

"Dele!" The waiter happily yelled out customers who are willing to pay in ocean these days.

It was meal time, and there were quite a few people eating in Juxian Building.

Yuan Lang sat down and looked at the diners around, the Japanese devils in military uniforms, the rich people in exquisite clothes, and a few second devils in yellow leather.

Juxian Tower, why do you think it is Jugui Pavilion?

It's the same virtue as the Yasukuni Shrine of the little devil, with all the demons dancing around, all of them are fucking ghosts.

If it were a spiritual world, it would be the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

In fact, it shouldn't be surprising to see a group of demons dancing here.

Under the rule of the Japanese, those who can dress up and eat and drink are either Japanese or Japanese vassals.

For example, the Yasukuni Shrine will only enshrine the "heroes" of the Japanese and the enemies of the Chinese, and will not enshrine Qi Jiguang, the famous anti-Japanese general.

The reasoning is the same.

According to the reasoning that the Yasukuni Shrine should be burned if there is a chance, Yuan Lang would not mind killing the group of demons in the house if the timing was right.

The two Japanese people talking next to him caught his attention.

"Master Yamamoto was unlucky. He led the team and fell into an ambush by the Eighth Route Army again. This time, the god of luck did not stand on his side. One leg was blown off, and he is still in a wheelchair!"

"Oh, really, Yoshino-kun. Wouldn't that be a serious blow to him?"

"Of course it was a serious injury. Half of the Special Forces team was lost. Even if he recovered from his injury, he would not be able to lead the team anymore."

"That's really a pity. I was in Yangquan, and I have heard of Yamamoto's reputation many times." The voice was full of regret, as if seeing the shattering of myths and disillusionment.

"It doesn't have to be."

His companion laughed: "Master Yamamoto is an extremely tough person. He came to Yangquan to meet someone and make a big event. However, I don't know the details. Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."

The two spoke Japanese, and their voices were not high, so they were naturally not afraid of being heard by others.

But he didn't know that Yuan Lang's ears were very sharp, and he listened to everything.

Kazuki Yamamoto has a broken leg, and he still doesn't forget to come to Yangquan to make troubles. He is really "disabled and strong"!

The guests at the other table next to them had finished eating and were about to get up and leave. The shopkeeper went up to meet him and asked, "Taijun, is your meal ready? How is the food?"

The Japanese soldier with a gun on his back said in bad Chinese: "Your food is good and delicious."

"Taijun, then this account..." The shopkeeper rubbed his fingers, using international gestures, the meaning could not be clearer.

"Mine, sit on the west." The Japanese soldier pointed to the second devil on the opposite side, "his, sit on the east."

After saying that, he turned and left. The shopkeeper didn't dare to stop the Japanese from asking for money, so he had to focus on the Huangxie army who had dinner together.

He smiled and said, "Squad Leader Wang, I've cost you again."

"Hey," Squad Leader Wang didn't dare to ask the Japanese for money, but he would play tricks and spread his hands: "I don't have any money, I haven't made a sound for two months, and my trouser pocket is cleaner than my face."

It was obvious that he was going to eat the overlord's meal.

The shopkeeper is not easy to mess with. To open a famous restaurant in the huge Yangquan City, there must be someone behind him to support him, otherwise he will be closed down if he only eats Bawang's meal.

The Japanese can't afford to offend, but the Chinese who treat the Japanese as dogs, can't afford to offend them?
A small squad leader, what kind of green onion are you!

The shopkeeper lowered his voice and threatened him by moving out of the backstage. Squad leader Wang was scared at that time.

But he really didn't have any money, and when his eyeballs rolled around, bad water came up.

"You two, take out your certificate of good citizenship."

Squad leader Wang became very aggressive and set his sights on Yuan Lang and the two of them.

In the restaurant, there are either Japanese or local dignitaries.

When Monk Wei made a move just now, it was a piece of ocean, which clearly shows that he is a rich man.

Come here to eat and stay in a restaurant, which means that you are a foreigner, and it is likely to be a businessman from other places.

There is definitely no influence in the local area, and it is definitely the safest soft persimmon.

Those who have some power in their hands have the right to interpret power.Don't say there is no problem, as long as they say there is a problem, there must be a problem if there is no problem.

These two out-of-town fat sheep are all about Ocean, how many dollars will they ask for in a while?
No, I'll have to ask them to set the price and then ask for more money.

Not only can the meal money be settled, but you can also earn more to go out chicly.

I haven't been to Little Peony for a long time.If you have money this time, you must vent your fire.

In an instant, Squad Leader Wang even thought of extorting good money and spending it.

A pair of green eyes glow faintly, as if being stared at by a starving ghost.

Yuan Lang hated this kind of bastard the most, and he was the one who blackmailed him.When he stood up, he slapped this person hard on the face.

"Ba Ga Ya Lu!"

Monk Wei was also clever, scolding with a stern face: "Bastard, you dare to ask the Taijun for a certificate of good citizenship, and you are impatient to live? Get out!"

The good citizen certificate is the identity certificate that the Japanese give to the Chinese.

A second devil checks the certificate of good citizenship of the Japanese, even if Tai Sui breaks ground, a slap in the face will be in vain.

Yuan Lang scolded again in cooperation: "Ba Ga!"

The interest in eating was disturbed by a second ghost, and the arrogant attitude was in line with the Japanese personality.

Of course, he really hates that the second devil who eats Naka wants to bully the common people

It would not be wrong to slap him again.

Squad leader Wang has the word ignorant written on his face, it's really fucking unlucky, how can you give money for a meal as a Japanese?

I made a misjudgment and thought it was a Chinese.

How to spend the extortion money, don't even think about it, nodding and bowing to apologize, "Taijun, I'm sorry..."

Immediately ran out desperately.

The shopkeeper served tea and water in person again, so he couldn't take care of him anymore.

Monk Wei stopped the shopkeeper from continuing to apologize: "Okay, let's serve the food quickly, our boss will be really angry if he is hungry."

"Yes, yes, I'll ask the kitchen to serve it to you right away." The shopkeeper rushed to urge the dishes.

I'm afraid that the Japanese didn't serve him well, so he slapped himself too.

The two Japanese people at the table next to them were also attracted by their attention just now, and one of them accosted, "Your Excellency, the accent is from Kanto, where are you from Kanto?"

Kanto accent?

To be honest, Yuan Lang didn't even know that he had a Kanto accent, so he was misunderstood by two Japanese.

Probably.

(End of this chapter)