Takahashi Takahashi nodded openly when he saw Du He, but instead showed admiration.

Nowadays, all countries in Shanghai jointly manage it, saying it is a concession, but in fact it is the same as the land of the lending country. Many people who make a living in the concession lower their heads and bow to foreigners.

But Takahashi Takahashi doesn't think so.

After patting Du He on the shoulder, Takahashi Takahashi said earnestly: "Young man, it is a good thing for you to have a sense of national honor in your heart. In my country, you are a samurai with valuable spirit. I admire it very much."

"But what?" Du He mocked.

Takahashi Takahashi smiled slightly, without caring about Du He's recklessness, and said casually: "But I am not the kind of person you imagined. I am just a magician who makes a living in Shanghai. Like you, Fujiwara or anyone else, if you don't work, you will starve to death. From this point of view, what's the difference between us?"

"The contradiction between your country and our country is a political matter. Even if we ordinary people don't want to see it in our hearts, they cannot go against the wishes of the country. From the bottom of our hearts, I support the achievement of the common prosperity of Greater East Asia in a peaceful way..."

Instead of treating Du He as a child who can be fooled at will, Takahashi Takahashi put down the figure of a leader of a large magic group and communicated with Du He with an equal status.

Du He changed his mind to the Japanese as Takahashi Takahashi said from the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that the Japanese are not all those who are disgusting and full of ulterior motives. Du He's eyes are relaxed. Although he did not understand all the words Takahashi Takahashi said, Du He could tell from Takahashi Takahashi Takahashi's words and expressions that Takahashi Takahashi was a good Japanese with a positive attitude.

The Japanese were the ones who started the war, and the Japanese were also ordinary people who opposed the war. Like the Chinese, they had their own ideas and were flesh and blood.

But why do people who can sit together and drink and have a heart-to-heart relationship have to resolve disputes through war?

Du He solemnly shook Takahashi Takahashi's hand and said seriously: "Although we cannot be friends between us, I treat you as a good person. If there is no war in the future, we may be friends."

Takahashi nodded with emotion, not forcing it.

This incident disappeared in the wind like a handful of yellow sand. Du He never mentioned any national opinions again, and Takahashi Takahashi did not urge Du He to join the Japanese Oriental Magic Group.

The two old friends were sympathetic to each other, and no one could bear to say anything to hurt each other. Fujiwara silently brought soju to the two, and they drank the two tacitly.

At midnight, Du He was already drunk and saw that the sliding door of the izakaya had opened and closed several times. A slender figure leaned behind the door and looked around several times, as if a little anxious.

Du Heshan stopped the cup with understanding, held his head and said, "Mr. Takahashi, it's already late at night, let's go back with all your fun."

Takahashi Takahashi scratched his head, smiled embarrassedly, looked at the sliding door with Du He's eyes, shook his head and said helplessly: "This child is looking at me for her mother. Well, let's stop here, come with pleasure and return with all his energy."

Fujiwara presented a small wallet in time, and Takahashi Takahashi stuffed it into Du He's hand without any doubt, and promised: "Nephew, I know you are a rising star. There are many inconveniences when you come to our Velcro to perform on stage, but if you want to temper yourself, you can come to me and be an assistant, which will never delay anything."

Du He refused several times and failed to accept the heavy purse, so he said to Takahashi Takahashi in a touching manner: "Mr. Takahashi, you have done your best, so I have to respect you, and I hope you can ask the leader for magic skills in the future."

"Hahaha, okay! With you, you are here, I believe that the disciples in the group will know what a talent is!"

Takahashi Takahashi laughed happily, his face full of joy. If it weren't for the kimono on his body, Du He would only think that this uncle with a Shanghai accent was an extremely casual senior.

With a silent sigh, Du He thanked Fujiwara for saying goodbye, and left the izakaya alone, bypassed the rockery tree in the yard and left the izakaya through a small door.

It was already dark, and Wang Jie shouldn't wait for him. Du He touched the purse in his arms and felt a little comfort.

Although a gentleman does not receive any unsuccessful rewards, the silver dollars in Takahashi Takahashi's bag are absolutely a timely help for Du He who has already ended his life. It is like a life-saving straw, giving Du He the confidence to persist in this beach for another period of time.

You can find another job after you have lost your job, and it is worth making friends who are beneficial.

Du He was very open-minded and took out a piece of money, put the rest in his close-fitting pocket, planning to find a hotel to stay in a bustling street two streets away.

Just to be able to find a job in this suit tomorrow, Du He didn't dare to go back to the warehouse at the dock... Maybe before the suit was wrinkled, it might have been sent to the pawn shop by a tight-knit brother.

Du He murmured, hugged his shoulders, shrank his neck, and ran quickly with a small step against the base of the wall.

A few military uniformed soldiers who were playing cards and returning home at night walked out of a tavern. Both sides were eager to return, but they were entangled and gave in to each other, and they went through the wrong way.

After walking a few steps, one of the soldiers suddenly turned around and frowned, and patted the shoulders of the companions beside him.

Several people whispered a few words, then turned back and called out, "That young man, you wait."

Du He seemed to have not heard of it and continued to walk quickly.

The soldier suddenly felt that his face was damaged and shouted: "Stop! I'll shoot again!"

Du He looked back at them and slowly stopped, but when a few people relaxed, he flashed suddenly and ran into a dark alley.

Several soldiers cursed and chased after him.

Captain He was alarmed in the middle of the night. When he was still in the anger that had just been awakened, he was disturbed by the woman who was about to cry in front of him, and turned into tenderness in his heart.

Jiang Ling didn't care about the influence and sat in Captain He's office, holding a cup of tea, trembling with cold.

She was just taken over, just like Captain He, who was confused all the way in the confusion of waking up from sleep, and only realized what was going on when he arrived at the place.

After reacting, Jiang Ling panicked.

When fighting with the soldiers, did Du and that guy dislike him for being too long?

Compared to Jiang Ling's thoughts, Captain He's focus was obviously different. Listening to his subordinates' report, Captain He asked with interest: "You mean, that boy fought against three, and even made an arm and a leg?"
Chapter completed!