The Death Knell

A golden halo of light flashed, and the three returned to the Roppongi District of Tokyo Bay again. After World War II, this was an open commercial port to the outside world, and many foreigners lived here.

This is also the corresponding land position where Su Ming took a cruise and had dinner just now.

Foreigners here include, but are not limited to, businessmen and soldiers, which has greatly promoted the economic development here and also led to the development of various service industries.

If compared with New York, Roppongi now is Hell's Kitchen.

The neon lights at night were shining brightly, the sky seemed to turn red, and the smell of alcohol and depravity filled the simple back alleys.

Many women were wrapped up tightly late at night and kept stamping their feet on the roadside, looking around in the cold wind as if they were waiting for someone.

A large part of these Japanese girls are from innocent families, but for various reasons they have to come out to make money and maintain their families' lives.

They are "Panpan", which is what the US military stationed in Japan calls them. Simply put, they are hired mistresses.

It is the winter of 1955. At this time, Japan has adopted a fixed exchange rate against the US dollar. If 360 yen is exchanged for 1 US dollar, what is the approximate consumption level?

Food is expensive, like fruits and vegetables, but some things are cheap.

There is a kind of alcohol called "Zagori", which is the most common drink among Japanese men. As the name suggests, it is a drink made from various dregs such as pig food and mixed with methanol.

A large bottle costs 100 yen, about 2 liters, and just three small cups can make an average adult man unconscious.

In other words, even if you are a good drinker, this is enough to drink for at least a month.

There is no way. Although the economy has improved after the war, the number of unemployed people is still very high. Now it is normal for Japanese men to not find a job.

There is nothing else to do except drink every day to drown my sorrows.

Why worry? Because their wives have gone out to make money, do you have to think about how a woman who doesn’t speak English and has no knowledge can earn US dollars?

The cost of raising a Panpan is about US$20 per month, which any American soldier can afford. There are a large number of Panpans in Okinawa and Yokohama.

Of course, their first target is an officer. If there are no officers, they will choose white people. If they can't, they will choose black people. On the contrary, Mexicans or Latinos in the US military are not welcome because they look too much like yellow people.

The quality here in Roppongi is higher, because the people here are either foreign businessmen or military officers, so the people here are younger and more beautiful.

No way, the competition is fierce.

Su Ming and the other three appeared in an alley behind a nightclub. Not far away, there was a man lying motionless in the snow. It seemed that he had frozen to death after being drunk.

Monaco looked over there, and then at the streets with flashing colored lights. In contrast, these few people, like the corpse, did not attract anyone's attention at all.

He sighed, walked to the entrance of the alley, and watched the women trying to persuade the passing Europeans and Americans to stay: "It's such a weird country, a weird nation. A few years ago, we were beating people to death, but it seems like they have become slaves in the blink of an eye." ”

"It's not surprising. The Japanese have a unique understanding of the winner." Su Ming retracted his gaze and looked at Wang beside him: "Are you okay? This is the current situation of the country after the war. Maybe That’s a little cruel for you.”

The king had no special expression, but his lips pursed thinner: "You are the Supreme Mage, and your mission is only to protect our dimension. I am the guardian of the clan, and my mission is to obey your orders. You are always right."

"Ahem, don't say you are always right. People who don't know may think I have brainwashed you." Su Ming smiled and said politely, put away his armor and put on his suit: "Let's go , this coordinate is exactly its course at that time, someone should have seen the ghost ship, let’s ask someone.”

He said he was looking for someone to ask, but he didn't move at all. Instead, he stood in the darkness and stared at Monaco.

If the Supreme Mage doesn't move, neither will the King. He stands three steps behind Su Ming like a servant, staring at Monaco.

"Let's go...huh? Why are you all looking at me? I don't know the way."

Monaco took two steps and found that neither of them followed him. Instead, they stared at him with strange eyes. He felt creepy.

Every time Deathstroke looked at him like this, nothing good happened.

Su Ming took out two hundred dollars from his belt and handed it to Monaco: "Go and ask for information. It seems that these Panpans have been standing on the street all night. There may be witnesses."

"Aren't you kidding me? Why don't you go?" Monaque crossed his arms and refused to accept the money.

"My face is too fierce, and my murderous intent is too strong. They are all poor women. I'm afraid of scaring them." Su Ming knocked on his blindfold, looking matter-of-fact.

The magic prince looked like you were kidding me: "Do you think I don't know that you can pretend to be anyone? Where is your symbiote? Just let it turn you into the emperor, and you are afraid that you have no information?"

"Low-key, keep a low-profile." Su Ming handed him the money, pushed him out of the alley, and shouted in Japanese at the top of his voice, "Rich white Americans! Sisters, come quickly!"

After shouting this sentence, he grabbed the king beside him, stepped back in a series of steps, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Wow..."

The sound of dense footsteps drowned out everything. Wearing a kimono may limit your stride, but you can't help but fall down so frequently.

In the blink of an eye, the Prince of Magic, a handsome uncle, was surrounded. First, the woman from nearby, and then from afar, came and surrounded him.

The sad and angry Monaco stood under the streetlight, surrounded by a group of young Japanese women, and couldn't get out.

They were bowing and lingering. Monaco really couldn't bear to attack women. This was a common problem among British gentlemen and was one of his weaknesses.

Seeing that the women were even planning to kneel down to him in the snow just so that he could treat them to a meal, Monaco finally gave up.

Holding the dollar bills hard in his hand, like squeezing the neck of a death knell, he looked up to the sky and sighed, speaking in Japanese: "Let's go, all come with me, and have a big meal."

"Hi!"

The women who were like wild beasts just now showed their submissive side again. They all bowed slightly and politely, and walked towards the Happy Street with Monarch in small steps.

The black cloth formed by the strangulation faded away, revealing the two people leaning against the wall of the alley.

"Well, when you come to Japan, you should definitely try some ninja tricks. This 'black cloth invisibility technique' seems to make some sense."

Su Ming touched his chin and looked at Monaco turning his head three times with a happy smile.

"I don't understand, Master, why do you have to ask the Magic Prince to get information?" Wang showed a puzzled expression, and even some young people were unconvinced: "If it is for you, I can do it too!"

"Do you really think I let him have fun?" Su Ming patted the young man on the shoulder. Things were not as simple as it seemed: "We now know that the ship will exude an attractive quality that makes people Without realizing it, he went on board the ship and was captured.”

"But this trait is ineffective for ordinary people, the Asgardian protoss, and cold-blooded people like me. So its goal is to catch people with special abilities and warm-hearted people, commonly known as superheroes, on board. .”

"It came in this direction not long ago. I'm not sure whether it hid under the sea or changed its phase. It would be too troublesome to find it, so why not let it come to us?"

"Monak is the most suitable bait among the three of us. He is also capable enough to protect himself." Su Ming changed into an ordinary oriental face: "Predict the situation first, anticipate the enemy and then take advantage of it." Tactically consider the enemy's thinking and formulate a countermeasure plan, do you understand?"

After patiently explaining a few words, the two of them followed Monaco closely through a series of sneak attacks, and watched the magic prince gradually smile, looking very happy.

Wang suddenly felt eye-opening.