freenovelworld Chapter 230: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Chapter 230: Busy supporting the family in the foreign land
Wei Miao put Ali in the cloth bag he carried with him and got on the rickshaw.
In fact, the biggest reason why she cared about this matter was the big gold bar weighing two kilograms.
Twenty thousand.
In the past, Wei Miao, who had just arrived in the human world, could not even think about these things.
Wei Miao reached his hand into his schoolbag and rubbed Ali's little ears, while also inputting spiritual power into her in disguise.
Her mind unconsciously recalled the third kind of imperceptible energy that appeared in her body when she was sleeping at Lu Pingsheng's house this morning. It was a light red color, like blood diluted by water.
That was slowly revealed after she killed Zhu Yan using Ahri's body.
It may have existed earlier, but it has not been obvious before. It will appear when it accumulates to a certain level.
Wei Miao observed it carefully and found that it was harmless to her body and sea of consciousness, so she stopped thinking about it.
There is still a long way to go, and she will eventually figure out what this is for.
"Young Master, we have arrived at Hongtang Street. Where do you want to park?"
Wei Miao came back to his senses and looked at the bustling street corner. "I'll stop here. Thank you."
Wei Miao got off the car and felt his pocket, only to find that he had left in a hurry and did not bring any money.
This is a bit embarrassing.
There was only a sleeping cat in her cloth bag.
The rickshaw driver looked at Wei Miao, and Wei Miao looked at the rickshaw driver...
Under the warm early winter sun, both sides fell into an eerie silence.
Just when Wei Miao was thinking about taking off his most valuable pair of leather shoes to use as a cushion against the wheel, someone called out from behind.
"Wei Sang?"
Wei Miao turned around and saw Kudo Dalang, who had grown much taller. He was still wearing a neat suit, the bow tie on his white shirt was not crooked, and the round glasses on his nose were still the same.
"Kudo-kun." Wei Miao greeted.
"Are you in any trouble?"
Kudo Taro asked. Following behind him were two Japanese men in military police uniforms, who were obviously his bodyguards.
Before Wei Miao could say anything, the rickshaw driver ran away.
She had sharp ears and heard the rickshaw driver curse in a low voice from afar:
"What a damn bad luck, I actually pulled a little Japanese guy..."
Wei Miao's mouth twitched. Okay, she has a good memory. She will pay the fare next time.
She also felt that she was a bit unlucky. Not only did she go out without any money, but in order not to attract anyone's attention, she got off the bus two streets earlier than the place she had agreed to meet with Lu Pingsheng, and then she met Kudo Taro.
"Mr. Kudo, are you going out alone?" Wei Miao greeted him politely.
It has been a long time since we last saw each other. After his father passed away, this Japanese child suddenly developed a solemnity that only adults have, which made people feel very strange.
Because of the military police following him, people around him kept their distance from them and took detours, making him look even more lonely, like a lonely little puppet.
I don’t remember which book said this: Geniuses are destined to be lonely.
Wei Miao didn't care, so she didn't feel lonely.
There are many wonderful things in this world full of fireworks, food, air, flowers, relatives and friends.
Neither of them will make you feel lonely.
When Kudo Dalang heard Wei Miao's question, he glanced at the roadside pastry shop, lowered his eyes and said "hmm" softly.
Because they were not very familiar with each other, Wei Miao naturally did not notice that something was wrong with him.
"Wei Sang, I have something else to do today. We'll see each other some other time."
Kudo Dalang bowed slightly to Wei Miao as a polite farewell.
Wei Miao happened to have something to do, so he smiled and waved goodbye to him and left.
For safety reasons, she turned and headed in the opposite direction of her destination. . .
Just at this moment, there was a noise from the opposite side, followed by the rhythmic footsteps and the sound of car engines.
All vehicles and people on the road were cleared by armed military police. Wei Miao's eyes fell on the conspicuous ambulance behind the military vehicle.
Kudo Taro and Wei Miao were both driven out to the door of the store by the military police.
One reason was that because of the military police around Kudo Taro, there were actually few people around the two kids, creating a vacuum zone.
"Go and ask."
Kudo Taro said to a military policeman beside him.
This was exactly what Wei Miao wanted. She stretched her neck to look at the slowly moving convoy on the side of the road, but kept her ears perked up, trying to hear useful information from the noisy sounds.
Unfortunately, there were too many people on the street, and various languages and dialects were mixed together, so she didn't hear any useful information.
Coincidentally, at this moment, the military police came running back and whispered something to Kudo Taro.
There was a slight change on Kudo Taro's stern face. He turned his head to look at someone and walked towards the road with two military police.
Wei Miao watched him get into a car parked on the side of the road and was horrified.
That rich devil, Ichiro Hirata, had a stroke?
Wei Miao stared at the ambulance going away and the military police following it. He wished he could make a big hole in the car to see if the person in the car was Ichiro Hirata himself.
Then his mind raced, wondering if Brother Lu and Mr. Zeng knew the news?
She had to make a phone call.
But when Wei Miao touched her cloth bag, she saw only a cat rubbing against her hand.
"Hey, kid!"
Wei Miao felt someone slapped him hard on the shoulder. When he turned around, he saw someone looking at him with sharp eyes.
"Beard."
Wei Miao didn't expect that this guy would come out right after he was released from prison.
"Just call me Brother Wang."
The bearded man now wears a long gown, has a slicked-back hair, a neatly trimmed beard, and silver-rimmed glasses. He looks completely gentlemanly without any banditry at all.
"Brother Wang, I don't even dare to recognize you when you're like this."
Wang Dongting looked at Wei Miao's clear eyes and smiled, "What are you doing here?"
Wei Miao pointed to a bookstore not far ahead and said, "I heard that they sell fashionable exercise books here. I'll buy some for my sister-in-law."
Wang Dongting smiled: "Then why don't you go?"
Wei Miao spread his hands and said helplessly, "I left in a hurry, and my pockets are empty."
Wang Dongting put his arm around her shoulders, squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the bookstore.
In the pastry shop, the waiter smiled flatteringly at the kimono girl who was staring out the window:
"Miss, is there anything else you need?"
The girl in kimono withdrew her gaze from the tall and short figures and smiled faintly at the waiter:
"That's all."
When she was about to pay, she realized with embarrassment that she didn't bring any money.
"Sorry, I, I don't have any money, so I won't..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the shopkeeper who came forward and said enthusiastically:
"Miss, please take it and taste it first. If you are satisfied, come back and pay me. If you are not satisfied, please throw it away..."
Among the common people in the foreign concessions, the Japanese are the first people they should not offend.
People from other countries at least have some sense of reason. The Japanese have a very bad attitude towards the Chinese, so it is better for everyone to mind their own business. We should just send Wen Shen away with the attitude that suffering a loss is a blessing.
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