Chapter 280 A toothpick pierces the brain!
Chen Jue originally thought that by following the sense of direction provided by his Manas, he could head west directly to the eastern coast of the Flower-Growing Country and return to his hometown in Vancouver. However, he did not expect to accidentally reach the territory of the Foot Basin Chicken.
With half of his body submerged in the sea water, Chen Jue looked around. He was in an extremely narrow beach, only three or four hundred meters long. The sand was extremely rough, and there was some garbage floating on the sea. There was not even a tourist on the beach. It was obvious that it was not a popular tourist attraction.
He glanced at the busy port terminal several kilometers away, as well as the residential buildings on the beach. There were only a few vehicles passing by on the road on the embankment, and no pedestrians. Chen Jue's heart was temporarily relaxed.
"Fortunately! We didn't run into any military base." Chen Jue thought to himself, and walked out of the sea step by step onto the beach.
Glancing down at his own attire, Chen Jue used his powerful night vision to glance at the clothes drying outside a house in the distance. He immediately took off his tightly wrapped aerospace combat uniform.
"This thing is too annoying to wear..." Chen Jue thought for a moment, turned around and quickly dug a pit more than ten meters deep in the sea-covered beach area with his bare hands, burying the aerospace combat suit, the Tang sword on it, and several retractable javelins.
After filling the hole with sand and observing how the sea water leveled the surface of the hole, Chen Jue, feeling that he had done a perfect job, stood up and quickly walked onto the embankment.
At this moment, he was only wearing a pair of tight boxer shorts, with his angular upper body exposed to the air. The summer sea breeze blowing from behind made him feel extremely comfortable.
"call!"
"Although there is a nuclear leak in Jiaobenji, the environmental temperature here is indeed suitable for living."
"Island countries are indeed blessed with some natural advantages... " Chen Jue felt the temperature and thought that compared to the scorching heat of his second home, the temperature on Earth was very comfortable for the human body.
After taking a look at the clothes drying outside a house in the distance, Chen Jue rushed onto the road on the embankment and sprinted at high speed while the vehicles on the road passed by.
He flashed past the more than four-meter-wide seaside highway, and his figure disappeared into the shadows of the alleys between the houses like a sneaky ninja, without attracting anyone's attention.
He looked up at the window of the house to make sure there was no light, then listened carefully to confirm that no one was inside. Then Chen Jue leaped up to the balcony of the two-story house where clothes were hung out to dry like a monkey climbing a tree.
"I didn't expect that after practicing the Wudang skill of flying over eaves and walking on walls, I would really become a knight on the beam." Chen Jue took a look at the clothes drying on the balcony, laughed at himself, and picked out a clean business suit and put it on.
The owner of this house should be a single social animal who lives alone. The clothes drying on the balcony are either white shirts or low-quality business suits, which are a bit too small.
After all, the people of Jiaobenji are not tall, and Chen Jue's body has become extremely strong after a long period of exercise.
"It's not dried yet?" Chen Jue put on the business suit casually and felt the moisture coming from the clothes. It was a little uncomfortable to wear. He practiced his internal energy a little, and the surging blood in his body brought up a heat wave. His whole body dried the suit inside and out like the sun.
He then fished out a pair of slippers that didn't fit him well from the balcony and put them on, then Chen Jue flipped down from the balcony of the two-story house.
"Little Japanese, I'll lend you a set of clothes. I hope you don't mind." Chen Jue raised the corner of his mouth and walked out of the alley of the residential area with a swagger.
At this moment, he was dressed a little funny, with a gray-black suit on his upper body and a pair of slippers on his feet. With his angular face and tall figure, he looked like a thug in a suit.
After fighting with the Eagle Country's Third Fleet for half a day and flying across the entire Pacific Ocean, Chen Jue felt a little exhausted and his stomach was empty, so he walked towards the seaside hotel several kilometers away with a smell of fireworks.
" I don't know where this place is... There is radiation in the sea water. Could it be near the Fukushima nuclear leak?" Chen determinedly guessed and walked to the brightly lit place.
All I saw was a row of bustling izakayas in front of me, and a 24-hour convenience store in the distance. The izakayas were bustling with noise, and a strong smell of cooking smoke could be smelled from a long distance away. Across the road was a large embankment parking lot with some parked trucks and private cars. At the end of the lot, there were a few people fishing for chickens at night under the lights. The atmosphere seemed peaceful.
Probably because he had stayed in the second home for too long and was a little uncomfortable returning to Earth. Plus, he was in the territory of the Foot Basin Chicken, so Chen Jue remained alert wherever he went.
After taking a look around and making sure there was no danger, he lifted the curtain of a pub, opened the wooden fence door and went in.
The interior of the house is decorated in an extremely old Japanese style. A long bar is filled with drunkards. The small private rooms with door curtains on the other side are also noisy. As for the diners, there are office workers in business attire and some dock workers in uniforms.
Chen Jue's entry did not attract much attention, but the middle-aged proprietress, who was a little pretty, bowed and nodded in welcome, saying, "Yila Sha Yima Se!"
Although Chen Jue didn't understand Japanese, he often visited Bilibili and watched anime before, so he could understand the words "welcome". He nodded slightly to the proprietress of the izakaya and sat down at the last seat at the bar under her guidance.
Looking up at the scribbles on the menu, Chen Jue frowned slightly. He then glanced at the food ordered by other customers sitting next to him, and gestured to the female boss, speaking broken English.
"Foreigner?" The proprietress was also stunned. She didn't expect that the handsome and tall young man in front of her was actually a foreigner. She muttered for a while, served Chen Jue tableware and ice water, and placed an order according to Chen Jue's wishes.
Due to the developed tourism industry in Jiaobenji, a large number of tourists come to the island from all over the world every year. The appearance of a foreigner did not cause much waves in the pub.
However, the drunk local residents at the bar, after learning that Chen Jue was a foreigner, raised their glasses to him in a friendly manner and greeted him in the same poor English.
Chen Jue nodded in response with a smile, then lowered his head and began to eat the food brought to him by the proprietress.
A large bowl of Japanese ramen, a plate of yakitori skewers, and a plate of fried tempura were quickly eaten up by Chen Jue.
"The Japanese are so stingy. The food portions are so small, not enough to fill the gaps between our teeth!" Chen Jue complained in his heart, and placed an order for a fried pork chop rice, as well as a pitcher of cold beer.
After being depressed in the second home for half a year, Chen Jue's appetite naturally increased when he returned to Earth. He ordered some yakitori and squid skewers and sat at the bar, drinking slowly by himself .
At this time, the old-fashioned TV hanging in the store was broadcasting urgent news about the sinking of the Izumo.
Although he couldn't understand the content, the characters that appeared on the screen and the scrolling Chinese characters allowed Chen Jue to understand the general meaning.
"Oh my goodness! More than 300 crew members are missing from the Izumo?"
"Even the Japanese emperor was alarmed? The whole country lowered the flag to half-mast to mourn?"
"Tsk tsk! It seems like this time the matter is really big..." Chen Jue looked at the news broadcast on the screen and quickly drank a sip of cold beer to calm his nerves.
Since his intelligence attribute has exceeded 3.63, his learning ability has soared, and there are a large number of Chinese characters interspersed in Japanese. Chen Jue found that after staring at the TV for a while, he actually understood the content roughly without realizing it.
In addition to the Wenzhou dialect, which he had known since childhood and was known as the devil's language, Chen Jue gradually realized that Japanese was not difficult after listening to the noisy Japanese in the pub. After carefully thinking for a moment, he looked at the pronunciation movements of the throats and mouths of the diners around him, and after a little imitation and practice, Chen Jue learned some simple daily expressions.
Such a terrifying learning speed even surprised Chen Jue himself!
"It should be related to my practice of Bai Ze Daoyin Technique... It has opened up my mind, made my brain wider, and increased my learning ability several times, which in turn strengthened the language center in my brain... If it were in the past, I would have no problem being a Japanese fluent in monitoring the Japanese radio stations..." Chen Determined pondered while taking the opportunity to learn the Japanese language while eating.
Because you are in a foreign country, being able to communicate with outsiders without obstacles can save you a lot of trouble.
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After eating for about an hour, Chen Jue's Japanese level improved significantly, and he could finally order food independently by pointing at the names of the dishes on the sign hanging above his head.
And the amount of food he ate in this meal was a bit scary!
The proprietress of the izakaya was slightly surprised when she saw Chen Jue ordering food and eating, and soon he ate the amount for four or five people. She thought he was some big eater artist. When she went into the kitchen to serve the dishes, she chatted with her husband, the chef, for a while: "That foreign guest has already drunk three large drafts of beer and eaten a lot of food. He didn't even go to the toilet. I don't know what his stomach is made of! I'm so worried that he has an upset stomach!"
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Just as the proprietress was complaining in the kitchen, there was a commotion in the private room inside the izakaya. Several men in black suits and sunglasses stumbled out of the room in the middle of the night.
The men in black walked staggeringly, swearing all the time, either Baga or Konoya. As soon as the group of people came out of the private room, the originally noisy izakaya suddenly became quiet.
All the drunkards sitting at the bar held their breath, lowered their heads, and didn't even dare to glance at the owner.
The middle-aged lady boss, who was a bit pretty, came out from the counter in a hurry, bowed and nodded to the group of people, saying, "Goodbye, guests! Welcome back next time!"
The leading man in black glanced at the proprietress, took out a dozen banknotes from his pocket and threw them in her face, then walked out of the pub with the help of his companions.
As for the middle-aged proprietress, after bending down to pick up the banknotes scattered on the ground, she let out a long sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders, and then bowed and nodded all the way to see the group of men in black out.
Chen Jue, who was sitting in the corner, naturally saw all these scenes. He took the draft beer and drank it in one gulp. He thought to himself, "Is this the black gang of Foot Basin Chicken?" Then, while the proprietress was seeing someone off, he also got down from the bar and followed her out.
After all, Chen Jue's pockets are empty now, and he has no money to pay the bill. He can only take advantage of the commotion caused by this gang of gangsters to get a deal.
"Wear the Japanese clothes, eat the Japanese food, and then borrow some money from them for travel expenses! This plan is perfect!" Chen decided to make a funny decision. Before leaving for the order, he picked up a toothpick from the bar and put it in his mouth, acting like a big boss.
As soon as he went out, he saw the proprietress bending over at 90 degrees to see off the group of men in black. Chen Jue, wearing a pair of slippers, followed her to the parking lot across the street without looking back.
The lighting in this open-air embankment parking lot is dim and there are quite a few cars parked.
There were eight men in black in total, and they staggered drunkenly toward two black commercial vehicles in the corner of the parking lot.
There were two younger brothers smoking and chatting next to the business car. When they saw the bosses appear, they immediately nodded and bowed, started the engine, opened the electric side door, and welcomed them into the car.
“Isn’t this the kind of Alpha that requires a price increase?”
"Are all the gangsters in Jiaobenji so rich?" Chen Jue held a toothpick in his mouth and took advantage of the dim environment to follow them like a ghost. Before the drunken group of black-clad men could react, he jumped onto the roof of one of the Alphas.
When two commercial vehicles filed out of the parking lot and onto the embankment road, Chen Jue lay on the roof of the car, enjoying the sea breeze, and waved to the surprised izakaya proprietress in the distance, and mouthed to her: "Sayunara! Thanks for the treat! Come over later to pay the bill!"
Even though we were eating a free meal, we still had to show proper courtesy.
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The two commercial vehicles drove one after the other along the coastal road for more than ten kilometers and finally stopped outside a completely dark dock warehouse at the port.
The eight men in black got off the car one after another. They first knocked a few times at a fixed rhythm outside the iron gate of the warehouse. Soon the iron gate opened a gap in the middle that was big enough for one person to pass through.
"Did you bring the things?" A tattooed head popped out from the gap in the gate and asked the few people.
"I have them! They're all in the car!" The leading man in black nodded, obviously familiar with the transaction.
Then the iron gate opened a wider gap, allowing two commercial vehicles to drive in.
The warehouse was pitch black everywhere, with only a dim light bulb hanging in the center. Visibility was very low, and it was obvious that it was an old warehouse that had been abandoned for a long time.
As soon as the two commercial vehicles entered, the guards on the elevated platforms on both sides of the dock warehouse shouted, "Boss! There's someone on the roof of the car!"
"What?"
"Is there anyone on the roof?"
"How dare you, the Songye Society, make some moves!" The bald man who was entertaining the eight men in black changed his expression when he heard this. He took out a pistol from his waist, loaded it quickly, opened the safe, and aimed it at the men.
As soon as he pulled out his gun, more than thirty armed thugs rushed out from the dark corner of the warehouse at the same time. In addition to pistols, there were also several people holding automatic rifles. It was obvious that they were conducting some shady transactions.
The eight surrounded black-clad men also looked very unhappy at this moment, and hurriedly explained: "Misunderstanding! Chuntian-kun! Don't shoot! We have traded so many times before, and there has never been a problem. How could we bring someone else in?"
"Misunderstand?"
"Then tell me who is that person on the roof of the car!" The bald man pointed his gun at the head of the leading man in black and cursed with spit flying from his mouth.
At this time, Chen Jue, who was lying on the roof of the car to digest his food, saw that there were two thugs watching from the high platforms on both sides of the warehouse. He waved to the two thugs and then jumped down from the roof of the car.
Seeing dozens of guns pointed at him, Chen Jue, holding a toothpick in his mouth and wearing his funny slippers, walked to the front of the crowd with a clattering sound.
"Bagayalu! Who are you?"
"Why are you on the roof of our car!" The leader in black with a gun to his head had completely sobered up by this time. He looked at Chen Jue's funny outfit and yelled at him ferociously.
Chen Jue raised his hand and licked his toothpick, baring his white teeth, and replied in the broken Japanese he had just learned: "I am your grandfather! I want some interest from you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jue threw the toothpick in his hand with a snap of his fingers, and then pierced directly into the eyes of the leading man in black at an incredible speed.
There was a "pop" sound as the toothpick drilled into the eye, and like a bullet, it penetrated into the brain from the left eyeball of the black-clothed leader, and went out from the back of his head, spurting out a large amount of blood and brain matter. A bloody smell began to spread in the warehouse.
