Chapter 9: A Beautiful Woman in a Chaotic World

  It seems that the principle of the BB gun is still remembered in memory, and the picture is not difficult to draw. However, this thing is simple but requires some action mechanism for continuous shooting, I don't know if it can be achieved with today's technology? The little boy is now at a loss. Never mind, let's draw it first. After quickly finishing the delicious wind chicken, a greasy picture was drawn. Yan Jufan sucked his finger again and turned back to see Yu Nong helping him tidy up the house, and he had an idea.

  "Rain Nong, my hand hurts a bit, can you come and take a look?" The little boy turned his head to Rain Nong and raised his hand.

  "Where is it? Let me see," she said, immediately running over with a foolish look on her face, worried about her older brother.

  "Is it, the last time you fell from the mountain and got hurt, did it hurt badly?" While speaking, tears almost flowed out. Two hands held that greasy hand and gently blew air on it.

  Yan Ju Fan was somewhat moved and hastily comforted him: "It's nothing serious, just a bit painful. But the picture I drew got oily, you..."

  Before he finished speaking, Yu Nong immediately picked up where he left off: "You rest, I'll help you finish copying the map."

  The naughty boy who got counted immediately ran out of the house, without a hint of pain.

  But looking at how happy Rain is about it, he doesn't seem to have been deceived at all.

  Mei Huan-yu, the captain of the Mei's squad, listened to the scolding with reverence. His sincere attitude moved those who heard it to tears. However, after making a show of it, Yamamoto Kitaro finally let him off and ordered him to recruit people to form a security squad. The surrounding agents were puzzled, wondering why the Japanese had scolded him for half a day only to give him such a big favor. They looked at each other in surprise.

  Mei Huan-yu smiled with satisfaction and shouted: "Brothers, go to De Sheng Building, I'm treating you all today, plenty of good meat and wine!"

  The De Sheng Building was soon packed with people, and the big and small heads of the special forces and their trusted followers gathered together, pushing cups and changing plates. After three rounds of wine, the special forces invited the captain to speak: "Brothers, it's not easy for us to do this kind of thing, risking our lives to make a living. Our ancestors hung their heads on their belts and fought to the death, is that dangerous or not?"

  "It's dangerous..." Everyone replied in unison.

  "What are we after? Isn't it all about benefits? Only an idiot would do something without benefits. Today, our leader has spoken, and we will organize a security team. This is a great opportunity, and everyone here is my good friend, good brother. If there's benefit to be had, who should get it if not you guys? Let's make sure that each and every one of us gets a share, and when the security team is established, everyone will have a role, and benefits will definitely not be lacking for any of you. Today, we won't leave until we're drunk, so let's all raise our glasses!" Mei Huan-yu toasted with the crowd, his face flushed red.

  "Dry...!" The crowd of special agents were moved to tears, immediately thumping their chests in determination. They would have gone up Knife Mountain and down Oil Pot without hesitation, making vows and swearing oaths one after another. For a time, everyone became sworn brothers united as one.

  Mei Huan-yu was even more unrestrained in his drinking and revelry, but the owner of De Sheng Lou was left to suffer a great loss. In a short time, countless chickens, ducks, fish, and meat were lost, and the wine was drunk dry. The owner didn't dare ask Mei for a single penny, not only that, after they finished drinking, he even sent some high-quality goods to Mei's home as a gift. Only then did Mei Huan-yu pat the owner's shoulder contentedly and leave.

  Today is Mei Huan-yu's happiest day. Although he was interrogated by the devils, he was exchanged for a security battalion commander. This is not comparable to being in the special operations team; this is a team of over 1,000 people. His power and authority immediately increased several times over. How could he not be excited? Mei Huan-yu started scolding the Japanese, saying that they were stupid and had made mistakes in their commands. They found an old man to blame for their own mistakes, letting him take the fall for them. The Japanese are indeed very hypocritical. However, this grievance was immediately compensated by the position of security battalion commander. It seems that this Yamamoto is still quite clever, knowing how to give himself a sweet deal and make him sell his life for it. This looks like an opportunity; later he will find someone to notify his family and gather more people from his clan to take on important positions. Only those who are absolutely trustworthy will do.

  All the guests have dispersed, and three people walked out of the desolate De Sheng Building's elegant hall. They glanced at each other, turned around, and left. The leader wore a bowler hat tightly pressed on his head, dressed in a long shirt with the hem fluttering in the wind. His face was hidden, but his demeanor still made one admire him. The owner of De Sheng Building, who had seen countless people, secretly admired that such a person existed in this place. The other two were naturally bodyguards, and he didn't know which family's young lady they were protecting. However, the clever owner wouldn't say anything more. After all, fewer disputes made for better business.

  After the three beauties with hats turned seven or eight times, they entered a small courtyard. After a short while, the hat was removed, and a head of black hair floated down. The two bodyguards immediately shifted their gaze away, not because the beauty was born ugly. Those two bodyguards were clear in their hearts that this lady was both literary and martially accomplished. Several big men couldn't get close to her, and when she got angry, it wasn't something that could be handled by ordinary people.

  Qin Wanjun waved her hand and told the two to withdraw, then sat down at the table. The family had been through more than 300 years since its founding, and although it had a strong presence in the north, every family has its own difficulties. Especially after the Japanese invasion, the family's import and export business had suffered greatly, particularly with the high-priced Oriental goods that were popular among the Japanese. But the Japanese were occupying northern China and advancing towards eastern China. Recently, they had been putting pressure on the family to serve them, although no one dared to openly suggest serving the Japanese due to their ancestral teachings. However, every household has its own traitors. Someone had even told the Japanese that Qin Wanjun was exceptionally beautiful, and a high-ranking official of the Japanese garrison had specifically requested to meet her. As a human being, she knew what would happen if she were to appear in front of them.

  Some people think they can hide, but the truth is that if you want to keep something secret, don't do it in the first place. My brother is a bookworm who loves literature and spends all day buried in old books, constantly asking family members to find rare volumes for him. He doesn't care about worldly affairs, so all the household chores fall on my shoulders.

  It's been twelve years since I was ten years old, from being forced to learn arithmetic and accounting, to gradually taking over family affairs. Watching my childhood friends play, while I was scolded and taught by my father, the bitterness in between is hard to express to anyone. Until recent years, when my father gradually handed over some family affairs to me, he retreated to enjoy his later years. My prestige in the family has been established, but for no reason, I incurred the jealousy of my sister-in-law. My elder brother only focused on reading and had no concubines other than his wife. However, she only gave birth to a daughter and then stopped having children. Seeing me take over the family business, my sister-in-law looked at it with envy in her heart, gradually winning over some people with ulterior motives, and began to ostracize me.