The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

The young man slowly fiddled with the Bodhi beads on his wrist.

The cold brows and eyes are elusive and calm.

"Mr. Fujii," he smiled and raised his lips, "did I never tell you not to touch her?"

Before Fujii had time to react, his heart was stabbed by the cold-blooded man in front of him, and blood flowed out!

Zhou Younong frowned in disgust. He slowly wiped the dirty blood stains on his hands with a plain white handkerchief, and casually glanced at Fujii, who had already breathed his last.

"Xiang Cheng."

"Third Master, here."

"Deal with him." Zhou Younong threw the handkerchief on Fujii's face and chuckled, "Don't let anyone find out about me."

Xiang Cheng nodded solemnly.

"The third master is doing this for Miss Ban, right?"

Otherwise, why would he kill Fujii and take such a risky move?

If the Japanese side knew that Zhou Younong rebelled and killed Fujii, they would definitely be furious, and the only way to calm their anger is to kill Zhou Younong to relieve their hatred.

Zhou Younong didn't have to go through this troubled waters.

Make friends at both ends.

He has always been tactful, and at most he has received some notoriety, but in these troubled times, he is able to live a more comfortable and stable life than anyone else.

Zhou Younong paused for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't ask around."

……

As soon as Fujii died, the Japanese army stationed in Shangjing was also in chaos.

Lu Xing took advantage of this time to seize several strongholds in Japan one after another, which greatly increased people's support, and Zhou Younong's situation became much more difficult.Not only did many voices among the people call him a traitor, but they also began to boycott the Zhou family's industry.

Zhou Younong didn't care either.

Putting down the newspaper, he just looked at the small sapling in the yard and said in a daze, "The domestic news should not be able to reach her."

That's it.

Millions of people in the world insulted him, but he could ignore them.

But with just a look of disgust from Pan Shu, he could abandon his armor and live a life worse than death.

That's when Lu Xing came.

Also coming with Lu Xing was Meng Jingyue with a solemn expression.

"Japan has applied for military assistance internationally." Meng Jingyue said in a deep voice, "That means there will be a steady stream of Fujii coming to Beijing, and they are reasonable and legal."

Zhou narrowed his eyes again and said nothing.

The lighter grinding wheel makes a scraping sound.

The weak fire was clearly extinguished.

Lu Xing looked at the newly planted sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard and suddenly said, "She should be over there at this time."

All three fell silent.

……

In March, there was continuous drizzle in Country Y, and the air was moist.

Banshu's distinctly Chinese face is surprisingly popular in country Y. Even though the regions and aesthetics are different, Banshu's beauty can definitely convince many people.

Mise is one of Panshu's fanatical suitors.

He was of noble birth, handsome in appearance, with dazzling blond hair that seemed to shine. He often had a careless smirk on his lips, and was a complete libertine.

"Shu, what are you going to do?" Even the voice sounded nice.

Pan Shu looked at him tenderly, "I'll send the letter."

She raised the envelope in her hand.

Mise was still a full-fledged young man, and Pi Dian Dian followed Pan Shu, "I'll go with you."

In order to pursue Pan Shu, Mi Se Zheng'er Ba Jing hired a Chinese teacher to learn Chinese, so he could barely recognize the name on the envelope, "Meng... Jingchi?"

"Oh, didn't he die by Japanese gunfire a few days ago?"

The girl who seemed to be in a good mood stopped for a moment, her face suddenly turned pale, and she pursed her dry lips nervously, "You, what did you say?"

Mise carefully chose her words, "My grandfather said he was brave and he protected China."

Pan Shu clutched the envelope in her hand tightly, her fingertips pale.

"System, Meng Jingchi is dead?"

"Yeah." The system responded quickly.

She was stunned for a moment, then blinked, and hot tears fell in clusters on the back of her hands.

"Shu, there's your letter!" Mi Se pulled out a letter from the mailbox and opened her eyes wide in surprise, "It's full of blood, so dirty..."

The young man turned his head and saw Ban Shu's face covered with tears. He suddenly became speechless, and a raw pain arose in Mi Se's heart.

Handing the letter to Pan Shu, he burst into tears as he watched the girl open the letter.

Mise was at a loss to comfort her.

Meng Jingchi must have been very anxious when he wrote this letter. The handwriting was sloppy and sharp, revealing a cold and solemn look.

The smell of blood wafted through the nostrils.

"elder sister."

"It hurts."

"It really hurts. The thought of me never seeing you again scares me so much."

"But what can we do?"

"I just want to prove that Meng Jingchi is not a bad person, so... can you feel sorry for me a little more?"

"You said that I am a madman and not as good as Meng Jingyue, but I died in front of him. I was the one who protected the people in this city first. I am much more powerful than him, right?"

"...Sister, don't hate me."

There were still mottled blood and tear stains on the letter paper.

Pan Shu was silent for a long time.

She looked into the distance blankly, "I want to go back and see him."

The system did not reject, "Okay."

Banshu went back alone. Xiaotao and Afu cried and wanted to follow her, but Banshu refused. This place was much safer than at home. She left all the money to Xiaotao and Afu.

She only brought two cheongsams.

When Pan Shu left, Mi Se cried and wanted to go back to the country with her.

The rich second-generation playboy, who had always been lawless, cried and begged her to take him with her.

Pan Shu had no choice but to say, "Following me is not a wise choice, Mise."

Mise hugged her tightly, hot tears rolling down her cheeks and onto Ban Shu's neck, "You know, I like you, and I will die without you."

Foreigners are always enthusiastic and bold in their feelings.

Pan Shu was helpless.

She touched the boy's soft blond hair and said, "Stay here. When the osmanthus flowers bloom, come to me with a cluster of osmanthus flowers."

The boy stood on the shore.

He suddenly made trumpet-shaped hands and put them to his lips, tears rolling down his face, "But you haven't told me where to find you yet!"

The boy ran along the shore and shouted, "But you haven't told me where to find you yet..."

The ship is getting further and further away.

Until it becomes a little bit.

The beautiful green eyes of the blond boy were full of sadness.

"Sure enough, it was just a lie to trick me."

Pan Shu had no idea about this.

Not long after she returned home, Zhou Younong came to the door.

"How did you know I was here?"

Zhou Younong stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist and said, "My people are everywhere in Beijing."

Pan Shu glanced at him and said, "Third Master, his hands and eyes can reach the sky."

Zhou Younong raised his eyebrows, "Is this a nice compliment for me?"

Pan Shu didn't comment, she looked straight at Zhou Younong and said in a calm tone, "Where is Meng Jingchi?"

The young man rubbed his fingertips and said, "He is dead."

Pan Shu was unexpectedly calm, "Well, I know, I came back just to see him one last time."