I kidnapped an alien civilization

As soon as Wu Sanwei and the others approached the suspected gate, the guarding soldiers surrounded them.

A small man who looked like a captain drew a samurai sword from behind, "Shua Shua." He waved it twice, and pointed the tip of the knife at the three of them.

"Hay, you guys, what are you doing guys?"

He had a small tuft of mustache on his lips, a large-brimmed hat on his head, and a yellow overcoat with a big tear in it.

Play Bushido. Does this guy have a brain?

The three looked at each other.

Wu Sanwei's face was gloomy.

Fang Tian clenched his fists.

Matsuda Sakuraiko noticed that the two were in a strange mood, and hurriedly walked forward and explained in Kyoto dialect mixed with camp slang: "These two are my relatives outside the camp. They have a way to get food, and they came here specially to talk to Mr. Matsunaga Hideo. Talk about a deal."

"Talking about a deal? Is Chairman Song Yongxiu someone you can meet casually? Don't express any sincerity." The little man narrowed his small eyes into a line, flashing greedily, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

This early in the morning, there is some progress, not bad. Not bad

Fang Tian stretched his hands to his waist silently, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Fang Tian, ​​be patient!"

Wu Sanwei hastily stopped it.

This little captain who plays Bushido really deserves to be damned, but not now.

Fang Tian was taken aback when he heard the words, suppressed the anger in his heart, and gave the little man a hard look.

"Sorry, we only brought samples this time, and we will make up for it next time." Sakuraiko Matsuda explained with a smile.

Having lived in a refugee camp for more than ten years, she is well versed in the rules of survival here, that is, not to disclose wealth.

If a person picks up a piece of bread, the best thing to do is to swallow it immediately instead of holding it in his hand.

Because maybe the next moment, there will be a stick coming from behind, knocking you to the ground, and then snatching your bread.

Of course, in the residences of the Sumitomo Association, the situation may be better with the restraint of the power.

But it was only a little bit better. Matsuda Sakuraiko believed that if she took out the high-energy food, the little captain would shoot and snatch it without hesitation.

"No? Then you go back, the president is in a bad mood today and doesn't see any guests." The little captain was a little annoyed.

Is this why I don't even bother to find a reason?

Matsuda Sakuraiko said with a smile: "Captain, don't be angry. I originally brought extra food, but it was snatched by refugees on the way."

She paused, pretending to be embarrassed: "How about this, I will divide the sample into two parts, and honor your half."

As she spoke, she didn't wait for the little captain to answer, and directly took out a piece of high-energy food the size of a palm from her backpack.

"Compressed food." The originally angry little captain was stunned, swallowing, his Adam's apple trembling.

"Captain, it seems to be really compressed food." Three or four soldiers beside him didn't bother to stand guard and came over.

"My God, I can already smell that unique fragrance."

"Mr. Inoshita, how long has it been since we have seen this delicacy?"

"It seems to be almost a year. The last time was when the president was born, he was rewarded with a piece as big as a little finger."

"That's it. I just ate it for a whole week before finishing it, and I will never forget the taste."

Seeing the subordinates surrounding him, the little captain also realized his carelessness.

If I had known that the food they were carrying was compressed food, I should have stopped it secretly.

But it's too late, if the compressed food is swallowed now, these guys will probably be happy to change to a new captain.

"Okay, you all step back, I will assign!"

The little captain brandished countless knives and aggressively drove away his subordinates.

Although you can't swallow it all by yourself, more than half of it can't run away.

"Captain, this is our honor to you and the brothers." In the expectant eyes of everyone, Matsuda Sakuraiko divided the high-energy food in half and handed it over.

"Once we reach an agreement with the Sumitomo Club, there will be more opportunities to meet in the future. Next time, I will definitely prepare a meeting gift early."

The little captain took the food, kept more than half of it for himself, and then distributed the rest to the soldiers who had already been waiting aside.

Although the soldiers were not satisfied, they were still overjoyed when they received the food.

Some are swallowed directly.

Some licked it, showing an intoxicated look, and carefully put it in their pockets.

The little captain chewed and opened the railing: "Okay. I'll take you to meet the president right away."

On the way, he did not forget to tell the three of them that today is the anniversary of the death of the youngest son of President Matsunaga Hideo, so the three of them must be careful when they speak.

"That is. That is" Matsuda Sakuraiko echoed with a smile.

Wu Sanwei couldn't help giving Matsuda Sakura a high look, it's very rare for this girl to be neither humble nor timid just now.

As for the little captain's advice, Wu Sanwei didn't take it seriously, because this was the reason why they chose to come to visit today.

"In front is the Sumitomo Conference Hall, where the president lives and works." The little captain led them to a two-story building that was still relatively complete.

In front of the small building, there are 4 officers of the Sumitomo Association standing.

"Brother Gaocang, these people are from outside. They want to negotiate a deal with the president. It seems to be compressed food." The small captain signaled the three to stop, walked straight to an officer, and whispered.

"Compressed food? The president is worrying about food these days. You also know that the Mitsui family has cut off our two trading lines. They came at the right time, but" the secretary of the Sumitomo Club named Takakura said and glanced at three one glance.

Due to the relatively far distance, Wu Sanwei couldn't hear clearly. Later, the conversation between the two became less and less, and only lips could be seen shaking.

Officer Gao Cang said a few words, walked into the small building, and the little captain nodded repeatedly, and then ran over with a happy face.

"Officer Gao Cang has already reported it, but next time you come, you should bring an extra gift."

He looked proud and proud: "You also know that Sumitomo is the biggest force in the vicinity, and trading with us will ensure that you can make a lot of money."

"Yes, yes. We will thank you very much after it is done." Matsuda Sakuraiko nodded again and again.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the little captain left.

After a while.

Officer Gao Cang came out of the small building and said with a smile: "The president just got up, you can go in, but the firearms must be kept outside."

Sure enough, as Matsuda Sakuraiko introduced, the Sumitomo Club did not ask to hand over all weapons.

Wu Sanwei and Fang Tian had been mentally prepared, and very cooperatively handed over the few conventional weapons they carried with them.

"Don't worry, when the deal is concluded, we will be one family, and these weapons will definitely be returned to Zhao." Officer Gao Cang laughed.

What if the deal doesn't work out?

Wu Sanwei's heart skipped a beat.

"Okay, please come inside." After confirming that the three of them were only carrying a few daggers, Officer Gao Cang opened the door and extended a warm invitation.

The small building looks ordinary from the outside, but the interior decoration is quite luxurious. The dark red wooden floor is smooth and bright. In the living room, there are two blue and white porcelain pottery decorations, a leather sofa, a wooden coffee table, and a screen painted with ink paintings. It is a rich area in Kyoto. The same goes for the decoration of the villa.

What surprised Wu Sanwei even more was that there was a 100-inch LCD TV hanging on a wall.

In the data of the Earth Defense Agency, isn't there no electricity in the refugee area?

"The president is waiting for you in the other courtyard." Officer Gao Cang urged.

Wu Sanwei had no choice but to keep this doubt in his heart.

Passing through the living room, the three of them came to the other courtyard.

The name here is Bieyuan, but it looks like a park.

The lawn is green, the old trees are shady, colorful flowers are blooming beside the cobblestone path, and there are several rockeries dotted not far away.

If you hadn't seen the gray smoke billowing in the sky in the distance, it would be hard to imagine that this place turned out to be a refugee camp.

The three of them followed Officer Gao Cang along the path.

There was the sound of rushing water in the woods.

Is there a creek here?

Wu Sanwei raised his head, and through the dense forest, he could see the mist in the distance, and heard a burst of cheerful laughter.

This is

When they walked out of the woods, the three of them froze for a moment.

A steamy bath appeared in front of them.

In the bathtub, a middle-aged man in swimming trunks was surrounded by a group of girls, drinking red wine.

These girls are all tall, fair-skinned, plump, wearing cool swimwear.

Some girls pinch their backs.

Some girls rub their feet.

Some girls perform dances in the water.

Like serving their masters, they try their best to show the beauty to middle-aged men.

This is entirely the enjoyment of ancient emperors.

But Wu Sanwei didn't care about these, because in this place of Kyoto, the poor are just the playthings of the rich.

Although the Sumitomo Club is located in a refugee area, it is still a big force, and it manages hundreds of thousands of refugees. This kind of gameplay is normal.

What caught his attention was.

In the rockery not far away, there are two black muzzles pointing at this side.

Although the muzzle of the gun was well hidden among the leaves, Wu Sanwei found it instantly.

What he found was not the muzzle, but the hostility of the gunman.

This is an intuition that Wu Sanwei cultivated in the sacred mountain.

"President, these three are guests from afar." Director Gao Cang lowered his head and whispered.

"Hmm, be gentle." Song Yongxiu didn't seem to hear it, but just closed his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

The girl who was pinching him trembled all over, and quickly eased the pressure.

"President, I will take my leave first." Upon seeing this, Officer Gao Cang bowed his head and stepped back to leave.

Heh. Is this going to be a showdown?

Wu Sanwei smiled, walked under the parasol next to him, picked up the red wine placed on the round table, and poured a glass of wine.

Take a quick gulp.

Laughing: "Good wine!"

"Wow."

Matsunaga Hideo opened his eyes and stood up from the bath all at once. The girls all looked terrified and shivered.

His eyes widened and he pointed at Wu Sanwei.

Wu Sanwei felt that the hostility in the rockery became stronger.

He laughed and said: "Why, the guest is here, but the host doesn't entertain, can't the guest do it himself?"

Song Yongxiu was stunned.

Although the young man in front of him was pale and thin, he had an inexplicable aura vaguely. Behind this kind of momentum is absolute self-confidence, which only the old guys of the Kyoto chaebol have.

To be able to live in the hellish refugee camp for so long and build up a huge strength, Matsunaga Hideo naturally has some skills. He instantly realized that this young man was not simple.

But just let it go like this, wouldn't it make young people look down upon him!

Matsunaga Hideo laughed "haha", and twisted a delicate girl hard with his hands.

The delicate girl had a painful expression on her face, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Bitch, why did you pinch your back so hard just now, you should be punished!"

The delicate girl's face turned pale immediately, she crawled out of the bath, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed continuously.

"President, let me go"

Song Yongxiu glanced at Wu Sanwei with a ferocious expression: "Slap your mouth!"

The delicate girl trembled all over and cried, "President, just bypass me this time."

"Why, do you want me to get someone to help you?"

Song Yongxiu smiled and said: "Kako Qingshan, you go and help her."

In the bath, a girl with the most plump figure stood up and walked out of the bath timidly. Her body was wet, and her naked white tender feet left a long series of footprints on the floor tiles by the bath.

Kako Aoyama walked up to the delicate girl, showing her unbearable expression, and pleaded in a low voice: "President, let's bypass Miki Onodera this time, she will definitely serve the president with all her heart in the future."

Wu Sanwei smiled wryly in his heart, this naive girl still has to figure out the situation.

In the eyes of Song Yongxiu, they are just like toys and have no right to make suggestions.

really.

Song Yongxiu's face darkened when he heard the words, and he said angrily, "Why, do you dare to disobey the order?"

Qingshan Jiazi was shocked all over, shook her head in horror, and said repeatedly: "Don't dare... dare not"

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and slapped her hard.

"pia"

This slap landed on Miki Onodera's face, making her fair and pink face flushed red.

"Wooooooh."

Miki Onodera burst into tears and groaned in pain.

When Song Yongxiu saw this scene, his expression was a little excited, and he ordered loudly: "Continue!"

Kako Aoyama gritted her teeth, and slapped again.

"pia".

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Miki Onodera's mouth, and the red dots dripped down on the white tiles, which was particularly conspicuous.

Seeing this miserable scene.

Matsuda Sakuraiko turned her head away, her eyes full of unbearable.

The veins on Fang Tian's neck trembled, his fists were clenched, and he was about to speak to stop him, but Wu Sanwei stopped him with a stern look.

The reason why Matsunaga Hideo broke out in front of them was to demonstrate.

If he interceded at this moment, not only would it be impossible to save the girl, but it might also make Song Yongxiu doubt their identities.

After all, they are now pretending to be food smugglers and dignitaries in Kyoto.

The powerful should not care about the life and death of a commoner.

"piapiapia"

Onodera Miki's pink, fair and cute little face became extremely tragic, almost out of shape.

Wu Sanwei looked calm, and even watched this scene with great interest.

From time to time, the mouth made a "tsk tsk..." sound.

When he saw Miki Onodera being beaten until she began to roll her eyes, he knew that if this continued, this girl would really fade away.

Standing up, he smiled and said, "Oh, it's too boring to continue fighting like this, so you don't have to watch it if you're bored."

With that said, he was about to walk out.