I carry a space ring: Travel back to 1939

Gu Wenxuan felt a sharp pain in his head.

He rubbed his eyebrows. It seemed that he was writing an online novel in the middle of the night when he suddenly felt dizzy and fell down. Could he have died suddenly?

Gu Wenxuan endured the pain in his body, stood up and looked around.

People were walking hurriedly around, all of them wearing long gowns and jackets. Looking at the shops around, the signs were all written with antique words, such as Baoyutang, Siguxuan, Juxingcheng Bank, and Taixing Money House.

Gu Wenxuan murmured, "Did I travel through time? I was writing an online article on Tomato Novel last night. This is too unreliable. What time is it now?"

This looks like the Republic of China. He patted his head and thought about it carefully. He still remembered some of the memories of the original owner.

It was as if the rickshaw driver who was running very fast earlier hit himself with a stick and knocked himself unconscious, but why did he hit himself?

I took the rickshaw without paying, but it's not that serious. Didn't I take your rickshaw without paying? We can talk it over!

Could it be that his original owner was poor, just like himself in the online novels he wrote in his later life, who didn't even have perfect attendance for a month?

But he looked at the clothes he was wearing again, and he realized that they were not ordinary either.

Although the style doesn't look very good, it is all made of fine silk. Why is there a gun on his waist, and it's a 20-shot box gun? What is his identity?

Gu Wenxuan was wondering what kind of person he had traveled through, when he saw a group of neatly-dressed Japanese soldiers coming towards him, and then everyone on the street hurriedly avoided them!

Damn it, did I travel back to the Anti-Japanese War period, and I am carrying a box gun, am I a traitor?

This is too fucking outrageous. At this moment, a man with a mole on his thin chin ran over to her and supported her.

"Captain Gu, I saw it. The man who hit you was the rickshaw driver Xiangzi. He said you owed him a few rickshaw fares, and he seemed to be unhappy today, so he hit you with a stick!

I've knocked you out. Why don't you call your detective brothers to arrest him and lock him up, and make this guy bleed."

Gu Wenxuan stood up and dug out his memories from his mind. The man who supported him was called Zhou Xiaofei, a gangster in society, and he also knew Zhou Xiaofei.

I supported Gu Wenxuan and sat in a breakfast shop next to the street for a while.

Zhou Xiaofei ordered some delicious breakfast for Gu Wenxuan and paid for it readily.

Gu Wenxuan thought to himself that the original owner he possessed seemed to be able to make a living in this place.

But now my head is like a mess, and I still don’t know what my original owner does, but he is definitely not a good person.

Because after careful observation, he knew that the place he was traveling through was the city of Beiping. Since there were still Japanese soldiers walking in formation on the streets, it must be Beiping during the Anti-Japanese War.

Gu Wenxuan hadn't figured it out yet. He was afraid that if he said too much, he would be exposed, so he waved his hand and asked Zhou Xiaofei to go back.

"Then you go back first. I'm a little confused today. Thank you for today. I'll treat you to tea another day."

Zhou Xiaofei was flattered when he heard this: "Captain Gu, that's great. It's my honor to work for you. Do you want me to help you go back?"

Gu Wenxuan: "No need, you go first, I'll sit here!"

After Zhou Xiaofei left, Gu Wenxuan felt that he needed to find a place to be quiet, so he decided to check into a hotel and rest for two days.

He stood up and felt his pocket. Damn, the original owner was really rich.

He casually took out about ten silver dollars from his clothes pocket, and there was also a wallet full of banknotes, including reserve notes, military notes, and pounds, dollars and yen.

This kid eats a lot of different things. Gu Wenxuan yelled at the boss of the bun shop, "Boss! How much is the bill?"

The breakfast shop owner said to Gu Wenxuan with a big smile on his face:

"Captain Gu, it's our honor that you can come to our shop to eat snacks. How can we charge you money? Today is my treat!"

Gu Wenxuan finally understood that his original owner was definitely a corrupt person, and he must change this person's image when he came to this world!

So he took out a silver dollar and flicked his finger. He originally wanted to throw the silver dollar on the table of the bun shop owner.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he flicked it over, the silver dollar was embedded in the counter. At least it was embedded in the counter, which was 10 centimeters deep, which means that 1/3 of the volume of the silver dollar was embedded in the wood!

This not only frightened the bun shop owner, but also Gu Wenxuan himself. Damn, he traveled through time and space and even his kung fu improved!

Breakfast shop owner: Damn it! This traitor has really mastered martial arts. Fortunately, I didn’t take his silver dollar, otherwise he would have chopped off my hand.

Gu Wenxuan stood up and said to the bun shop owner, "I've given you the money, so don't tell others that I'm eating and drinking for free."

The bun shop owner smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Gu, no, no."

The boss of the steamed bun shop changed his name from Captain Gu to Mr. Gu, which made him have a better impression of him. Wenxuan walked out of the steamed bun shop and hailed a rickshaw at the door:

"Take me to a cleaner hotel or inn?"

The rickshaw driver agreed, started pulling up and ran forward quickly. In no more than 5 minutes, he arrived at an inn which looked relatively clean. It was called Yuelai Inn.

Gu Wenxuan got off the rickshaw and casually gave the rickshaw driver a dollar!

The rickshaw driver looked at the dollar in his hand stupidly. It was only a few steps away, and he was given a dollar. Besides, when did these people from the detective team become good people!

You have to pay for a rickshaw when you go out, and you have to pay so much money for such a short distance, even if you pay at most 10 cents is enough:

"Sir, I don't have any money to make up for it. You are my first customer today."

Gu Wenxuan rolled his eyes at him and said, "If anyone wants to make up for it, I'll give you the extra money."

The rickshaw driver bowed to him in gratitude, then hurriedly drove away with his rickshaw, fearing that the detective team members would not keep their word.

This detective team was notoriously bad, they specialized in bullying their own people, and when they saw the Japanese they bowed and scraped like dogs, but turned around and faced the Chinese people, they were ferocious and arrested people at will.

Whenever they were short of money, they would just arrest two people and say you were anti-Japanese elements. They would not let you out unless you paid money.

The Chinese people hate these idiots the most, sometimes even more than the Japanese army!