Republic of China Tycoon Reborn

"It's great!" Suzuki praised: "I really admire Mr. Du's ability to remain calm under such circumstances and refuse to accept the favor." Then he shook his head: "But aren't you?

Too sensitive? With all due respect, is there anything you can do to help me now?"

Du Yuesheng immediately hit the snake and put it on the stick: "Okay, then I will treat you as a bodhisattva-hearted person. You immediately prepare enough weapons for me, and I will take them away immediately. Well, from now on, neither of us should talk.

Now, whoever speaks first is the bastard."

Suzuki was choked on the spot by his words, with a look of embarrassment on his face, neither speaking nor not speaking. Watanabe next to him immediately spoke to save the situation: "Haha, Du Jun, how can anyone be like you? Or me.

Let Mr. Suzuki tell you what he means. What Mr. Suzuki means is that not only will we provide you with weapons for free, but we will also use our strength to help you with logistics to ensure that you achieve the greatest victory at the minimum cost.

After you are successful, you should be able to truly occupy a place in the Shanghai Gang. We have no other requirements. We only hope that our families will be mutually beneficial and be a good partner who can help each other in the future."

Now it was Du Yuesheng's turn to be in trouble. Suzuki had told Watanabe what he was thinking. But Chen Junrong didn't know what he meant. At this time, he was in a dilemma. Should he accept it silently or be a bastard?

Chen Junrong next to him had a look of anxiety on his face, not knowing how to deal with it.

But Du Yuesheng was Du Yuesheng after all. He rolled his eyes and immediately took up the idea. Du Yuesheng waved his hands to Suzuki and Watanabe, shook his head, opened his mouth, stretched out his fingers, raised his arms, even stared, touched his nose, patted his chest, and trembled his legs.

In short, he performed a set of exaggerated body movements, like a mime on stage.

Chen Junrong couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing. Du Yuesheng was a rogue to the extreme, but this was the best way to save himself. Suzuki couldn't hold it in any longer and had a smile on his face: "Okay,

Mr. Du, the agreement you just mentioned doesn’t count. It doesn’t matter if either of us speaks, neither of us is considered a bastard. Is that okay? If you have anything to say, just say it.”

"I thank you for your kindness." Du Yuesheng finally lost his worries: "But let's forget it. I will definitely return this favor when I have the opportunity in the future. But I can't accept your suggestion just now."

Du Yuesheng felt like a mirror in his heart, Suzuki and Watanabe were trying to win over him. Hey, if he accepted their favor, he would never be able to get rid of them again. What kind of things would they need help from? Nothing more than that.

They do some shameful things. They support themselves, and in the future, due to human feelings, they have to help them do things. As time goes by, they will only get deeper and deeper. If one cannot grasp the sense of proportion, it will completely become a problem.

A Japanese dog. In this way, what is the difference between a Japanese dog and a traitor?

A look of disappointment appeared on Watanabe's face: "Du Jun, you should think about it again. We really do it for your own good. Why are you willing to give up such an opportunity? I don't think any normal person would give up, right?"

Du Yuesheng looked at Watanabe's sincere face and didn't know whether he was really confused or pretending to be confused. He didn't intend to point out the stakes here, but just smiled heartlessly: "I, Du Yuesheng, was born not to ask for anything.

You have to work hard on your own.”

Chen Junrong was also very puzzled by Du Yuesheng's decision. She couldn't blame her, because she didn't know what the word "Japanese" meant. In her heart, the Japanese had helped Kang Youwei and the Revolutionary Party, and even if they helped Du Yuesheng again, they would not be able to understand it.

It was also a reasonable thing. But Du Yuesheng understood that what he was doing was completely different from Kang Youwei and the Revolutionary Party.

"Weapons are very expensive." Suzuki seemed to no longer intend to force Du Yuesheng, and instead began to discuss the price of the weapons: "According to your wishes, Hanyang-made cannot meet your requirements. Then we can find a way to help you contact a batch of weapons.

Authentic German M98 Mauser rifle, but the price of this authentic German product——"

Du Yuesheng interrupted him: "I don't want rifles. As I said before, we are not regular troops attacking cities, but gangs fighting each other." Then he grinned and said half-jokingly: "You keep giving them to me.

You recommend a rifle, don’t you want me to die?”

"That's not what I meant -" Suzuki waved his hands repeatedly: "Then what gun does Mr. Du want?"

Du Yuesheng counted with his fingers: "Pistols, submachine guns, preferably one or two machine guns. Also bombs, grenades -"

The embarrassment on Suzuki's face was close to being artificial: "These are hard to get."

"I only need a little." Du Yuesheng stared at Suzuki's deep-set face: "No need for more, I only have a few people in total, no one will use more." Then he said half again.

He said jokingly: "You keep saying it's difficult, aren't you trying to rip me off, are you?"

Suzuki said awkwardly: "Of course not, Mr. Du——"

Before he finished speaking, a burst of hearty laughter sounded outside. The laughter was rough and uninhibited, like an eagle's roar. Suzuki frowned and said dissatisfied to Watanabe: "Who is so unruly? How dare you make such a sound outside the conference room?"

This kind of voice?! Didn’t you tell us not to let anyone disturb us?”

Du Yuesheng's heart tightened. Could it be that Little Japan wanted to intimidate him when he saw that the inducement was unsuccessful? There were people buried outside to force him to agree to their request? While he was getting suspicious, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open by Hula, and a

The tall foreigner stepped in. He wore Western-style leather shoes, and his blond hair almost hung down his shoulders. After entering, his blue eyes stared at Du Yuesheng, and he started with fluent Chinese: "You want to buy those weapons? And, you

Not short of money?”

Du Yuesheng looked at Suzuki and Watanabe, and their expressions changed drastically within a second, from sullen to half-embarrassed and half-astonished. His heart moved. It seemed that this foreign devil was not the same as these two Japanese. Moreover, Watanabe and Suzuki

It seems a little...a little bit wary of this foreigner? In their own consulate, they are still wary of this foreigner? Du Yuesheng suddenly became interested: "Who are you?"

"Please forgive my presumption." The foreigner shrugged: "But please believe that I am a person who can bring you good news. Du...Mr. Du, right? As for the weapons issue you just mentioned, I can

Help you solve it easily. But do you really have enough funds?"

"Mr. Varney, this is a matter for our Japanese Consulate." Suzuki had to remind him carefully.

"For God's sake." Varney smiled slightly: "You are in trouble, aren't you? And this friend from the East needs help so much. Moreover, his career is almost the same as mine. This

In the East, it's called - well, it's called fellow travelers. Shouldn't I extend a helping hand to my fellow travelers?" As he spoke, he walked up to Du Yuesheng regardless and extended his hand with a warm look on his face.