Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

Although Yoshio Shinozuka's death, Hayao Tada tried his best to cover it up, but where is there a wall in the world that does not leak the wind?
On the third day after killing Yoshio Shinozuka, the news finally spread through various channels and methods.

For a time, there was a sensation all over the country, and many people sang and danced.

Even those workers who were cash-strapped went back to celebrate for the first time on this day.

Not to mention those rich people, the table was full of good wine and good food.

In the foreign-style house of the Ming family in the magic city.

After placing the last dish, Ah Xiang yelled upstairs: "Eldest Miss, Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master, Young Master, it's time to eat."

After a while, the doors of the three rooms opened at the same time, and the siblings of the Ming family walked out of the room to the dining room at the same time.

"Sister, what day is it today, cooking such a big table?"

Mingcheng couldn't help laughing and asked, "Ah Xiang, it took a lot of time for this big table of dishes."

Tomorrow, I picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in my bowl: "Brother Ah Cheng, can't you keep your mouth shut after eating?"

"If you feel sorry for Ah Xiang, why don't you help her make it at noon, and just let us have a taste of your craftsmanship."

Ah Cheng was taken aback: "Young master, didn't I ask this for you?"

"If you have the skills to tease me, why don't you learn from your elder brother and don't just play around all day long."

"Ah Cheng's words are on point!" Minglou smiled and said, "You really should learn something, even if you learn how to cook from Ah Cheng, you won't starve to death when you get married in the future."

A Xiang who was on the side quickly explained: "Young master, in fact, my skills are average, and most of these dishes are made by Aunt Gui, so I just help."

As soon as Ah Xiang finished speaking, Mingcheng's face suddenly became ugly.

Seeing this, Ming Jing quickly changed the subject: "Whoever starved to death, no matter what happens to our Ming family, we won't be unable to eat."

"But Mingtai, your elder brother is right, you really should find something serious to do."

"It just so happens that a batch of goods will be delivered to Northwest Shanxi next month, and it just so happens that the Devil's Capital has been a little bit uneasy recently, so if you go there yourself, it's time to see the world."

As soon as Ming Jinghuai finished speaking, the three brothers of the Ming family were stunned, and their expressions became complicated.

"Sister, Northwest Shanxi is at war. When did our family have business in Northwest Shanxi?"

Minglou looked behind vigilantly and found that Aunt Gui was not there, so he heaved a sigh of relief.

He knew more or less that Ming Jing was in contact with the Eighth Route Army, but what he didn't know was which unit of the Eighth Route Army Ming Jing was in contact with.

He had to find a way to figure it out.

Mingtai is also very entangled at this time, although he has no tasks recently, but Wang Tianfeng will find him when he is not sure.

If you leave the magic capital at this time, it is very likely that something will be delayed.

"Sister, brother is right, can I not go?"

"No!" Ming Jing pretended to be angry: "Why are you an adult, what do you mean by staying at home all day?"

"Even if you don't want to study business, you still have to see the world. It's good for you to get in touch with more people. It can establish correct values ​​for you, so that you won't be entangled by dubious people just like your elder brother. .”

"Cough cough!"

Minglou, who was eating, coughed violently when he heard this.

"Elder sister, how did this all come to me."

"Can't you still blame you?" Ming Jing scolded: "If you have nothing to do, you can pay Mingtai and go to Northwest Shanxi."

"I beg you to do your best, you don't care about the business at home, just run to work for the devil!"

"If you really have nothing to do, you can accompany Mingtai for a walk, and fulfill your responsibilities as a big brother."

Ming Lou nodded perfunctorily, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He didn't approve of Mingtai and Wang Tianfeng getting together, and it seemed like a good idea to take advantage of this opportunity to send Mingtai out of Shanghai.

Although I don't know which army Ming Jing is in contact with now, it is better than Wang Tianfeng after all.

"Sister, I don't have time, but Ah Cheng is quite free recently, let Ah Cheng accompany him."

Hearing his elder brother and elder sister set his next move in a few words, Mingtai immediately became unhappy.

"Why do you decide, have you asked my opinion? I won't go!"

"Must go!" Mingjing Minglou said at the same time.

Minglou smiled and said, "You have to go to the task that the elder sister gave you. Isn't Ah Cheng still with you?"

"Besides, what are you doing here? Have you ever done anything serious to go to the dance hall after eating?"

"That's the deal. You are ready to prepare. No matter what else you have to do next month, you have to go to me. I will buy the ticket for you."

"Ah Cheng, you are in charge of monitoring him along the way, and he is not allowed to go anywhere until he reaches Northwest Shanxi!"

"Ok!"

For this meal, there were obviously only four people eating, but there were [-] minds, but there were only minds and no calculations.

Another casino in Shanghai.

Yan Shuangying picked up the wine glass and looked at the opposite person with a strange expression.

"Old Du, you can treat me to this right now, isn't it a big deal?"

Duma picked up the wine glass and drank it down: "This dish is not bad. Once Shinozuka Yoshio died, the whole country was like an explosion. Several vegetable shops were robbed."

"You know how much work it took me to get this table together, and I'm also picky and picky, don't eat if I don't like it."

Yan Shuangying chuckled: "Aren't you very capable? Are there things you can't do?"

Duma chuckled: "We are gods, we can do anything?"

"Just killing Shinozuka Yoshio alone, we can't do it."

Yan Shuangying laughed: "Strange, this is the first time I heard your old Du say that there are things that you can't do."

Duma glanced at him: "You are very capable, can you kill Yoshio Shinozuka?"

Yan Shuangying shook her head, not knowing whether to admit Duma's words or to be helpless.

"gone!"

"where to?"

Yan Shuangying picked up a cigarette and took out a lighter from Duma's pocket.

"Drink too much, go out to enjoy the air, don't wait for me, I probably won't come back."

"Huh?" Duma looked at Yan Shuangying who walked out of the casino, feeling a little puzzled.

He didn't understand what Yan Shuangying meant by not coming back, whether it was not coming back for dinner or something else.

But Duma didn't think too deeply, and just drank the wine on his own.

"This guy, my lighter!"

Outside the casino, Yan Shuangying exhaled a puff of smoke and looked towards the northwest of Shanxi with a somewhat blurred gaze.

Ever since he saw the news about Wu Qianli in the newspaper for the first time, a thought had taken root in his mind.

And today's newspaper completely made him realize this idea.

"Wu Qianli"

"It's a character, I have to meet him!"