Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 178 - 178 9 All these yen are mine!
178: Chapter 9 All these yen are mine!
178: Chapter 9 All these yen are mine!
Even though Tang Zheng had given them a stern lecture, the newbies didn’t think about leaving.
Or more accurately, they didn’t dare to think about it.
Without their passports, money, or knowledge of Japanese, and with aliens lurking around every corner, their feeble pride didn’t count for much.
Their survival was far more important.
After acknowledging this painful reality, they shrink back into docility.
“We’ll deal with this brat when we get back to base,” even three fierce poachers could only console themselves in this way.
Tang Zheng glanced at the newbies, noticing them avoid his gaze and inwardly cursed them for being spineless, except for the fat man and the towering figure who responded with a nod, displaying some level of composure.
“How long do you plan to rest?
Get up, we still have a long way to go.” Just five minutes in, Tang Zheng was already rousing them back to action.
The newbies had no ground to complain, as Tang Zheng himself didn’t rest but ran off to ask some locals for information, busying himself with preparations.
Without any Japanese Yen for transportation, they had to walk to the nearest bus station.
This led to endless complaints from Zhang Lanyu, the woman in the nightgown.
The most relaxed were the college student Hu Meng and her boyfriend Zhang Yifeng.
Being young and not having faced much hardship, in addition to the joy of being together, allowed them to easily forget their circumstances.
They held hands, whispering sweet nothings and occasionally laughing softly, provoking envy from the men carrying a wrench and the policeman behind them.
The policeman wasn’t actually a cop, but a habitual thief.
His police uniform and sidearm were stolen just yesterday.
Initially, Li Zhigang staunchly refused to admit it, but he was soon exposed by the wealthy man’s penetrating questions.
On top of that, he was punched by the wealthy man’s bodyguard, Old Iron, losing two teeth in the process.
Even now, he speaks with a slight lisp.
“What do you think, if I went up to those Japanese schoolgirls, would I stand a chance?” Li Zhigang wiped his mouth, his eyes fixated on a girl riding by on a bicycle, only looking away reluctantly after she disappeared into the distance.
“I’ve told you before, don’t call me Wrench guy, call me Xiahou Dun, alright?” Hearing laughter erupt from the group, Xiahou Dun looked helpless.
Was his name that funny?
According to him, his illiterate father was obsessed with the novel, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and named Xiahou Dun after his favorite warrior from the story.
“Japanese schoolgirls really do wear uniforms and short skirts, huh?
Did you see the girl cycling just now?
Her snow-white thighs, and the occasional glimpse of her underwear, quite a sight.” Li Zhigang picked at the trousers of his police uniform, flattening a crease.
He’d already taken off the jacket, carefully draped over his shoulder, leaving him in a white vest.
Tang Zheng, being cautious, absolutely refused to allow him to walk around Japan in a stolen police uniform; they were already conspicuous enough.
“We’re already quite noticeable as a group.” This fact made Pang Meiqin slightly concerned, as they were attracting quite a bit of attention in the increasingly crowded suburb neighborhoods.
“If you’re bored, you might as well introduce yourselves and share how you died.” Tang Zheng wasn’t really interested in this information, the newbies were too weak to be of interest.
He suggested this only to maintain camaraderie within the group.
Li Zhigang seemingly took the opportunity.
Just as soon as Tang Zheng finished his sentence, he rushed to Bai Guo’s side to flatter her, clearly having set his sights on the much younger woman.
Bai Guo, however, ignored him.
Xiahou Dun tried to approach Qin Yan but was deterred by her cold stare.
“Shang Wu, we were transported to Eimoto Town in Osaka Prefecture.
Later, we’ll walk to the station, take a bus for several minutes to reach Osaka City, where we find money first, then head to the train station.
There we’ll split up; you go to Tokyo on the Shinkansen, while I’ll head to Kyoto Prefecture with them.” As Tang Zheng began speaking, everyone quieted down to listen to the plan.
“We should be able to find a map at the train station.
Once we get that, we won’t have to worry about getting lost.
Even the mere thought of all these place names is giving me a headache.” Tang Zheng’s language proficiency merely allowed him to hold fluent everyday conversations, not enough to make him as adept as a native speaker.
Details like station names and house numbers could easily confuse him.
Everyone nodded in agreement, understanding that even in their own country, they get confused when visiting unfamiliar cities for the first time, let alone in Japan.
“Oh, right, I asked around earlier, it’s the year 2040 in Japan.” Tang Zheng’s only regret now was not bringing some gold bars with him.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have to worry about the Japanese Yen.
Rob a bank?
He personally had no qualms about it, but was just worried about being pursued by the police.
“Wrench guy, your dream to see the porn star Yuzuki Tina has been shattered.” Li Zhigang patted Xiahou Dun’s shoulder, expressing his sympathy.
“No worries, there will definitely be new porn stars.
We’ll buy a bunch of videos when that time comes and make others green with envy.” Xiahou Dun was quite open-minded, except that his instincts were entirely in the wrong place.
“How long will you be away?” Yin Shangwu knew she couldn’t dissuade Tang Zheng and she gave up trying to convince him.
“I hope you come back soon.”
“How am I supposed to know without a timetable or map?” Tang Zheng’s face suddenly lit up, and he ran across the street.
Little Lolita hesitated for a moment, then quickly followed with short, quick steps.
“What’s he doing?” Li Zhigang stood on his tiptoes, looking in the direction Tang Zheng had gone.
“Is there a fight?”
Three ring-wearing, baseball bat-wielding, delinquents dragged a middle-aged man in a suit carrying a briefcase into an alley.
A short-skirted, bubble-sock-wearing girl who was clearly their girlfriend cheered them on, her expression bespeaking utter disregard for the consequences.
“Seems like they’re robbing him.” Bai Guo was uncertain and tried to follow but was stopped by Qin Yan.
“No one move.
If you get separated from the group, it’s not our problem.”
Li Zhigang and the man with the wrench wore gloomy expressions, withdrawing their steps, lamenting their fleeting chance to get close with a Japanese gyaru for the first time.
Tang Zheng indeed wanted to rob.
So, when the three hooligans succeeded in wringing a bulging wallet out of a middle-aged man, and were debating whether to gamble or sing karaoke, he blocked the alley entrance.
“A student?” Seeing Tang Zheng, who is over 1.8 meters tall, blocking the alleyway, the three hooligans were a little apprehensive, not immediately attacking, instead questioning and then shouting and him to get out of the way.
Tang Zheng didn’t respond, just ignored them, he didn’t want to waste time.
“Damn it.” Seeing this, the three hooligans charged at him, swinging their baseball bats – the smaller girl also wasn’t to be outdone, cheering them on.
Tang Zheng was a bad ass who dared to brawl with aliens, these three weren’t even worth the time, the first punk’s baseball bat swung over with a gust of wind towards his forehead; Tang Zheng didn’t even bother dodging, he simply swung his arm, and with a loud bang, the metal baseball bat was sent flying, rebounding off the wall.
This shocked all of them, the second punk was a bit hesitant, but the inertia made his bat swing over already.
Bang, Tang Zheng directly grabbed it, and with the clenching of his palm, a creaking sound that made people grit their teeth was heard, visible dents formed on the iron bat.
Seeing this, the three same punks dared not stay, they turned tail and ran, but the girl was a step slower, and was pushed from behind, causing her to fall on the side.
Tang Zheng casually strolled over and picked up the black wallet dropped by one of the punks, he opened it and took a look, “Damn, Japanese civil servants really are rich, that’s over five hundred thousand Japanese Yen, right?”
Looking at the thick wad of ten-thousand-yen bills bearing the face of Fukuzawa Yukichi, Tang Zheng felt his outing was indeed extraordinary, his first robbery was a success.
“Uncle, you have once again saved three lost lambs, not letting them stray further down the path of crime.
If they had spent the yen and tasted the joy of undeserved gain, they would certainly continue robbing others, causing more innocent people to be victimized, and they themselves would ultimately be caught and thrown into prison…” Little Lolita Lu Fan who was following Tang Zheng was mumbling to herself, with a face full of innocence, she praised, “Uncle, you are really a good person.”
Tang Zheng was both surprised and embarrassed, he chuckled awkwardly – this was the first time he had looked at the little Lolita up close.
Little Lu Fan blushed, her fingers twined together and she looked down, drawing small circles on the ground with the tip of her round red leather shoe.
The middle-aged man, holding his briefcase in one hand and rubbing the swollen bump on his forehead caused by the bat with the other, was regretting about the money robbed by the hooligans – money he was planning to spend at a brothel to have fun with some college girls – who would have expected a Chinese exchange student to suddenly appear and scare them off.
“All Chinese people are indeed heroes.” The middle-aged man thought of the Japanese version of “Water Margin” he had been reading of late and couldn’t help sighing.
He then ran over to Tang Zheng to thank him, wondering if he should give a few more yen notes as gratitude.
“What are you doing?” Tang Zheng asked, feigning ignorance.
He wanted the other man to leave with his dignity intact – too bad, the man didn’t get his hint.
“That, yen, mine.” The middle-aged man was sweating nervously and thought that the exchange student was really stupid.
Or perhaps, he wasn’t a student at all, and then he repeated himself in both Chinese and Japanese.
“It belongs to uncle.” Little Lu Fan pouted and complained.
“I, Japa…” The middle-aged man thought he didn’t understand, and was about to gesture with his hands, but then the realization dawned upon him – perhaps this guy was himself a robber?
Then he remembered the fleeing hooligans, his gaze instinctively fell onto Tang Zheng’s hand, where the bat was still held with very obvious fingerprints.
“This uncle isn’t a nice person either, he wanted me for Enjo Kosai (compensated dating), that money should be mine.” The gyaru wearing bubble socks suddenly shouted.
No matter who got the money, she wanted a few ten-thousands of yen.
Of course, it would be best if she could be with the Chinese student, he seemed good looking, and his body appears to be very robust.
“Ah, Enjo what?” Tang Zheng cleaned out his ears, but still hadn’t reacted, he was too busy scanning little Lu Fan from top to toe.
It seemed like this little Lolita could understand Japanese.
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PS, Should he take this gyaru or not!
(To be continued…
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