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Chapter 493: 98k who avenged the former owner

The next day, Jiang Hao decided to go out for a walk, first to see if he could buy what he wanted, and also to observe the terrain.

He raised his hand to stop a rickshaw, "Do you know where there are shops selling yellow paper and cinnabar?"

The coachman thought for a while and said, "I know, there are several stores on Funan Street, and magic weapon shops, but I don't know if they are still open."

"Then take me to see."

Jiang Hao got into the car and the driver ran. He saw that he was an old rubber leg. He ran fast and steady. Jiang Hao looked at the situation on both sides from time to time. Now the whole Shanghai still has not recovered from the fear of a few months ago. He has lost the previous luxury and hustle and bustle of the Demon City.

Pedestrians on the street were rushing, all of whom were hunching their heads, all struggling for life and nervous about the future.

He robbed the bank yesterday and also left a flaw. He showed the reporter's ID and the Japanese would definitely find this information, so the reporter's ID cannot be used. Fortunately, the boarding certificate did not mark the personnel situation, so Jiang Hao could still use it.

Just go back and get another identity and get on the boat.

After about twenty minutes, the rickshaw stopped and the driver said with a little breath: "Sir, you see, it's here, there are still a few open doors here."

Jiang Hao looked up and saw that there were many shops on this street, which were about halfway through. Jiang Hao got off the car and handed the coachman 2 yen and said, "Wait for me here and take me back later."

The coachman respectfully took the money, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Hao walked into the largest store and asked if there were any cinnabar, yellow paper, and wolf hair pens used to draw talismans. This is the one that sells these, but there is no shortage. Jiang Hao also saw some cut seal molds.

"What's this?" Jiang Hao asked, pointing to one of them.

"Sir, I have a good eye. This is a piece of lightning-striking peach wood, but the best material for making the tool is considered the treasure of our store." The owner said with a bit of show-off.

"You said this just to raise the price. These days, the wars are in chaos. The original one is not very useful. Let me tell you the real price," Jiang Hao said.

The boss thought about it, "800."

"Save it for yourself." Jiang Hao said directly.

It is better to strike peach wood material, Zhengyang suppresses evil, but it is better than a piece of chicken blood. Shoushan jade material is not as strong as the sky. It is not worth the price. He has money and does not want to be a sucker.

When the boss heard that he was getting taller, he asked the customer to run away and immediately replied, "Then you can count it and listen to me."

As Jiang Hao just said, these days, the wars are in chaos, and eating is a problem. Who would have been willing to buy a piece of material for 800 yuan?

Jiang Hao stretched out a finger.

The boss's face immediately started to cry, "You are too cruel, at least 500, otherwise I will keep it myself to keep the house."

"300, the most, if not, forget it." Jiang Hao said firmly.

This price is just up to the point. It’s so uncomfortable that I can’t get it even if I can’t get it. The boss gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, “I’ll give it to you.”

"Okay, give me another set of carving knives." Jiang Hao said.

The trip was very smooth, and I bought all the things. It was convenient to buy these things in China. I took the rickshaw and asked the coachman to take them to the west of the city. This is the only way to enter Shanghai from Nanjing. Jiang Hao sat in the car, watching the situation on both sides while walking, and making plans in his mind.

After leaving the west of the city, Jiang Hao asked the coachman to take him to the dock again, because the cruise ship should come from Japan today.

On the dock, Jiang Hao finally saw the cruise ship. He had just stopped for a while and the guests had already got off the boat. The dock workers were carrying the cargo.

The ship will stay at the dock for two days and set sail for Japan the night after tomorrow.

The time is just right.

Jiang Hao wandered around for a day, ate something outside, and returned to the hotel in the concession area. It was already lights. When Jiang Hao entered the door, two people happened to go out. Jiang Hao looked up at these two guys. They happened to be the two men who talked about Matsui Ishien during dinner yesterday. These two guys live on the same floor as Jiang Hao.

The two left talking and laughing, talking about which woman was more beautiful. Jiang Hao thought to himself, this was an appointment to visit a prostitute, it was a wonderful nightlife.

Seeing the two people leaving the hotel, Jiang Hao came upstairs and saw that there was no one on both sides of the corridor. He knocked on the door again. After a while, no one responded. He took out a wire from his pocket and poked it on the door a few times. Crack, the door lock was opened, and Jiang Hao flashed in.

The two of them lived in the same room, and they were all there, and Jiang Hao started to search for it. This time he did it very carefully. After searching for the original things, they put them back into their original positions, and even put them in their original form.

Finally, in the box of the two, they found what they wanted, their identification certificates were found, Jiang Hao opened them and looked at them, and then had a satisfactory income space.

After exiting the room, everything will be restored to its original state. Except for two things missing, everything else remains unchanged. Even if the spy comes, he may not be able to discover that Jiang Hao has been here.

Back in the room, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged for a while, adjusted his breath, took out the lightning-striking peach wood seal mold, and began to carve it. Jiang Hao's movements were both slow and slow, and the seal appeared little by little under his carving knife.

This time Jiang Hao engraved the "Arctic Tianpeng Seal".

The North Pole Tianpeng Seal is one of the Dharma Seals of Zhengyi. The "Taishang North Pole Subduing Demons and Demons Curse and Killing Ghosts" says: "The North Pole Tianpeng Seal and the Tianding Seal are three inches long and two inches wide. The right two seals, one day the North Pole Tianpeng Seals, subduing Yin Demons and treating diseases. One is the Tianding Seal, which destroys ghosts and treats diseases. It is a great blessing to wear."

It was late at night that Jiang Hao finally finished the seal, and the next step was to build the seal. He had to make a set of this thing in every world, which seemed quite troublesome, but he really didn't have any convenient methods.

Either you can raise seals with incense or your own magic power. It takes so long and it is not easy to save any trouble. Unless you get the magic weapon of your ancestors, you can use it directly.

Sitting cross-legged, practicing while raising seals,

The next day, Jiang Hao hired another rickshaw to wander around the west of the city, looking for the best ambush location. One should have a good view, the other should have a convenient escape, and it should be easier to be caught by Japanese soldiers.

In the evening, Jiang Hao cleaned up the sniper rifle in his hand and was familiar with the characteristics of the gun. When he was in the United States, he used 98k to shoot targets, which is indeed a good gun.

Bullets were pressed into the bullet compartment, with a total of 5 rounds.

actually,

What is really useful is enough.

The next day,

Jiang Hao got up early in the morning, put on makeup in front of the mirror, and used the four major Asian evil magics to make-up techniques. Soon, he changed his shape and became a very delicious middle-aged man in his thirties.

After leaving the hotel, breathing the cold air in the morning, he walked all the way to the west of the city, and came to a three-story building that had been long seen in the past two days. It was already empty. Jiang Hao climbed a few times before reaching the roof, hid behind the walls, and waited for the last moment to come.

The sun got up little by little from the east, and at noon, it still had no rest and set towards the west. Jiang Hao was not anxious. As a sniper, what he needed most was patience. For the last shot, they could lie on the ground without eating or drinking or smelling.

At about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was finally movement.

A team of three or four hundred people came from the city and started to set up defenses. They fought a soldier every 20 meters. Jiang Hao thought to himself, I'm afraid the old Japanese were coming, and a team of Japanese officers were also standing by the roadside waiting for greeting.

Jiang Hao looked over there with a 6x mirror. The highest rank was a major general, and he guessed that it was very likely that he was the commander of the Shanghai garrison.

Jiang Hao's fingers moved gently and murmured: "If it weren't for the old Japanese devils of Matsui, you would have been a good target."

Time flies and two hours passes, and the afterglow of the sunset shines on the earth, slowly turning from golden to red, and another hour is probably about to set off. At this moment, a cavalry team suddenly came to the front.

Four horses lined up and marched forward in an orderly manner. Jiang Hao was located at about 400 meters away from the one he received.

later,

Follow up with a fleet of motorcades.

Jiang Hao felt a little nervous. Could it be that the old Japanese wanted to take a car into the city? Then he probably wouldn't have a chance.

At this time, the welcome team stepped forward, and the convoy suddenly stopped. The Shanghai garrison commander led the team forward. The door opened and an old Japanese man with a military cap got out of the car. Jiang Hao looked through the scope and recognized the old guy at a glance. He was the murderous demon Matsui Ishien.

Jiang Hao aimed at Matsui Ishigen and touched the gun body and murmured to himself: "Aren't you the gun of the National Army's Teaching Corps? Do you want to avenge your former master? Don't lose your chain at critical moments."
Chapter completed!
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