The old man Kurunaga sat down, turned around and looked around the way he came.

While clearing the table, the boy started chatting and said, "Mr. Kurunaga, why are you alone? Mrs. Kurunaga isn't here?"

"Just come, just come." Kuronaga replied.

Seeing that the Yangchun noodles that Cang Yong ordered were served, Gu Qingcheng was a little anxious while waiting. He stood up and glanced at the stove and asked, "Boss, are the scallion noodles we ordered ready?"

The boss was busy paying the customers and did not hear Gu Qingcheng's question.

Kuronaga smiled and said: "The process of mixing scallion oil noodles is complicated, so naturally it needs to be slower. There is a Chinese proverb that goes well, it is so late that you are not afraid of food. Miss, you have to be patient."

"Why are you so late and not afraid of dinner?" Gu Qingcheng didn't react for a moment.

Xu Siqi smiled: "Old sir, you are wrong. It's not that you are not afraid of food if you are late, but you are not afraid of being late if you are good with food."

He was afraid that Kurunaga wouldn't understand, so he repeated the sentence "It's better to have a good meal than to be late" in Japanese.

Kuronaga was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said repeatedly: "It's funny, thank you sir for your advice."

Xu Siqi said: "It's a small matter, you're welcome."

“Here comes the noodles mixed with scallion oil~”

The boy came over quickly and put a bowl of scallion noodles and an empty bowl on the table.

Gu Qingcheng picked up the chopsticks and put a few noodles into the empty bowl.

Xu Siqi said: "That's all you eat?"

"Eat a little of everything and you won't be full." Gu Qingcheng said with a smile.

While the two were talking, a woman in a hundred-flower kimono came over, walked directly to Kurunaga, bowed and said, "Kuranaga-kun, please just wait."

Kuronaga nodded: "Sit down, finish eating the noodles, and come with me for a walk on the Bund."

"yes."

The woman sat down, picked up her chopsticks and started eating the noodles.

The young waiter greeted me enthusiastically: "Mrs. Kurunaga, you are here."

The woman smiled slightly and greeted politely.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the street. Six guys wearing traditional samurai uniforms and walking unsteadily were running rampant in the bustling street.

Judging from their age, they are all around forty years old. Each of them has two Japanese swords, one long and one short, on his waist.

As the Chinese detective in the concession, Xu Siqi naturally knew that these guys causing trouble everywhere were Japanese ronin with no fixed abode.

During the Tokugawa shogunate era, Japan followed the social system of the Tang Dynasty in China and divided social classes into: scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants.

Shi refers to warriors.

Samurai belong to the ruling class, while farmers, workers, and merchants belong to the civilian class. There is a strict hierarchy between the two. From civilians to warriors, there is an insurmountable gap.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. During the Meiji Restoration, the samurai class was deprived of their privileges.

As a result, the samurai were reduced to proletarians and could only do some menial work. Over time, a large and special group was born - Japanese ronin.

After the September 18th Incident, the Japanese military realized that these rogues who were sneaking around the country could play an unexpected role if they were brought to China.

Therefore, in just a few years, under the arrangement of the Japanese military, a large number of Japanese rogues came to China.

As an international metropolis, Shanghai is the first choice for foreigners.

After arriving in Shanghai, these ronin suddenly discovered a phenomenon: the vast majority of Chinese people did not dare to provoke the Japanese, even a poor ronin.

As a result, these guys revealed their true colors, cheating, abducting, fighting, hurting people, and doing almost all kinds of evil.

Even within Japan, they are a group of scoundrels who are hated by both gods and ghosts.

The patrol room doesn't have any good solutions. These Japanese gangsters only commit small crimes. Even if they are caught, they will be detained for up to ten and a half days.

Moreover, victims rarely go to the police station to report crimes, mainly out of fear of retaliation afterwards.

The six Japanese ronin just now are considered the most notorious small gang.

…

Suddenly, a woman's high-octave scream came from the crowd.

"Matsumoto-kun, do you feel okay?"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

The Japanese ronin burst into laughter.

One of them touched the woman's vagina in public.

At this moment, the woman's husband rushed over and pushed the ronin named Matsumoto hard.

Originally, the conflict was limited to this.

The Japanese don't dare to make too many mistakes. This is a concession after all.

Matsumoto drank too much and couldn't stand still. He staggered and fell upside down. He hit the asphalt with a loud thud, and a large lump immediately swelled up on the back of his head.

"idiot!"

This guy became so angry that he stood up and rushed towards the opponent, and other Japanese ronin rushed towards him.

Six against one, the result can be imagined.

Onlookers did not dare to come forward. These Japanese ronin were so aggressive that one of them even pulled out a sharp Japanese sword to intimidate those who tried to come forward to persuade them.

Xu Siqi stood up and was about to reveal his identity and say something to stop him.

"stop!"

Kuronaga shouted loudly in Japanese. The Japanese ronin turned a deaf ear. They were enjoying the fight, so how could they stop easily.

Kuronaga flew up and kicked a Japanese ronin away. The guy fell heavily to the ground, grinning and groaning in pain.

Xu Siqi also followed, intending to arrest these troublemaking Japanese ronin, but when he saw Kuranaga showing off such a move, he couldn't help but slow down.

"You ruffians, doing evil everywhere, are simply a disgrace to Japan!"

Kuronaga used a strong backhand to throw away the other ronin who was attacking him.

Only then did several other ronin discover that the man who was fighting against injustice was actually a Japanese, and he was also an old man in his fifties.

"Who are you?" Matsumoto asked.

Kuronaga glanced at the several ronin and said calmly: "Get out of here before the patrol comes, don't embarrass yourself here!"

"Since you are Japanese, why are you helping the Chinese people?"

"Get out of here!"

"Impolite guy, I must teach you a lesson today!" Matsumoto winked at his companion, and the two of them rushed over at the same time.

Kuronaga punched left and kicked right. It seemed like a very simple move, but the two men couldn't dodge and were knocked to the ground again.

"good!"

"well played!"

"The old gentleman hides his secrets, this is the real master!"

The crowd of onlookers were talking a lot.

Matsumoto jumped up and touched his nose. His hand was stained with blood. He had just been punched on the bridge of his nose by Kuronaga.

"Asshole! Die!"

Matsumoto became angry from embarrassment and pulled out the Japanese sword with a clang. He held the sword in both hands and stared fiercely at Kuranagi who looked calm.

Jingle Bell!

A series of crisp car bells rang outside the crowd, and Shinji rushed in like a whirlwind on a bicycle.

Xu Siqi knew that it was not surprising to see Shinji here.
Chapter completed!