Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Just try one of you. Don't think we're afraid of you just because you have guns! Do you know who we are? How dare you point guns at us!" said the ronin leader confidently.

Their real boss behind the scenes has a high-tech background, and among the Chinese in Shanghai, there are not many who can make them feel intimidated.

"Haha, you've lived long enough to see everything. Since you won't give way, just stay!" Tanegashima Kenji said as he loaded his gun.

"Wait, we can let you go without charging you any money, but you must not come here again!"

As the saying goes, the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate! Seeing that the other side seemed to be serious, the leading ronin quickly relaxed.

But his attitude and tone of voice were still as arrogant as before, making people want to slap him twice.

"Matsuda-kun, I never thought that someone would dare to cause trouble in our territory. What do you think we should do?"

Yokoyama Isamu looked at the ronin downstairs with a somewhat amusement expression, as if an adult holding a real gun was looking at a group of children holding wooden swords.

What he said was really correct. Although the teahouse was located in the independent jurisdiction of the General Police Station, this so-called independent jurisdiction was just wrapped in the territory of Hengshan Yong and Zhou Ke.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Zhou Ke and Hengshan Yong are willing, they can divide up this area in an instant. This is partly the reason why they traveled in plain clothes without too many followers this time.

"Mr. Yokoyama, please be patient." Zhou Ke found it a little funny looking at the Japanese ronin below who were still arrogant.

It has been a long time since I have experienced this feeling of being blocked by someone. Now that someone is rushing to put his face close to me, I must slap him hard twice and squeeze some money out of him as payment for the slapping.

"Who dares to cause trouble in the police station?" A police sergeant who looked a little overweight, holding a cigarette in his mouth, walked in with a group of dark-skinned police officers.

"Liu Sang, you came just in time. I came here to take over the teahouse on the orders of my boss, but I didn't expect that three Chinese people would be so ignorant of the current situation and try to stop our actions!"

Seeing that the person who came was his boss's lackey, the ronin leader recounted what had just happened with exaggeration, even blaming Zhou Ke and the other two for the things they had broken in the hall.

"Hey! The three of you hurry down and discuss compensation. Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you have hired a few ladies to back you up!" Chief Inspector Liu shouted, pointing at Zhou Ke and the others on the second floor.

His status was too low. Although Zhou Ke and Yokoyama Yong had appeared in the General Police Station many times before, a police chief of such low status was not qualified to see them, so the fearless feeling in his voice now did not mean he was timid at all.

"Compensation? Matsuda-kun, quickly ask them how much money they plan to give us?" Although Yokoyama Isamu's Chinese has improved and he can barely communicate normally, he would easily misunderstand the person on the other end if they spoke with the slightest accent.

"Mr. Yokoyama, you need to practice your Chinese more!" Mao Li Hiromoto said speechlessly in Japanese. Even if he couldn't understand it, wasn't it obvious from his attitude that the police chief was obviously here to take sides.

"It's too late to speak Japanese now! Today's matter can't be resolved without two thousand dollars!" Chief Inspector Liu acted as a mouthpiece for the ronin leader.

"Okay, wait a moment. I have sent someone to notify them. The person who will deliver the money will be here soon!" Zhou Keyong said in fluent Chinese.

"Okay, young man, I think you are a man who knows how to deal with things. In addition to the two thousand just now, you can ask someone to pay another thousand as a compensation for the aftermath, and the matter will be settled!" said the sheriff after communicating with the ronin leader.

After all, Zhou Ke's men had guns in their hands, and the ronin leader didn't want to make things too extreme.

What he didn't know was that he had reached a dead end, and even the lackey who came to help would soon become dog food for the gendarmerie along with them.

"That won't do. You're so honest, so I have to be honest, right? I'll round it up to ten thousand dollars and let's settle it!" Zhou Kexiao added.

"Young man, I don't care whether you are making a fuss or talking nonsense. Since you said ten thousand dollars, it is ten thousand dollars. Not a penny less will do!" Chief Inspector Liu thought Zhou Ke was teasing him and got angry.

"Liu Sang, this is not enough. We also need another 5,000 yuan in compensation for mental damages!"

When the warrior leader saw that the young man spoke Chinese so fluently, he immediately put aside his worries and followed Captain Liu in asking for a sky-high price.

"You are looking down on people, aren't you? Five thousand for those sexy people under you is a bit too cheap, how about ten thousand? That's a good price!" Zhou Ke was already counting the number of people in his mind while he was speaking.

"Okay! It's a deal. I hope you will keep your promise, otherwise the consequences will be something you cannot afford!" The warrior leader nodded with satisfaction.

A moment later, before the sheriff had finished smoking his cigarette, a large number of military police had arrived near the teahouse. They came from all directions in trucks and surrounded the entire area.

The younger brothers who had wanted to come in to inform the police when they saw the bad situation shrank back and dared not move under the fierce gazes of the military police.

They racked their brains but couldn't figure out what kind of big shot was hiding in this tea place?

Soon, the military police who came to vent their anger on behalf of their superiors drove into the teahouse from the front and back doors respectively, and the police officers in the teahouse were dragged out one after another under the shocked gaze of their boss.

The ronin were even more unlucky. The two samurai guarding the back door were pinned to the ground by seven or eight shining bayonets and were so scared that they peed their pants.

After the remaining ronin were disarmed, each of them was pinned to the ground and beaten to death by the crazy attacks of the gendarmes.

"Sheriff, you owe me $10,000. And this brave warrior, you owe me $170,000. I want you two to pay me the money now, or I'll chop you up if you're short of a dollar!"

Zhou Ke looked at the two men who were held by his own military police and seemed to be a little weak in the knees. He changed the words he had just spoken about in a mocking tone.

"Why am I 170,000? Shouldn't it be 10,000?" The warrior leader was panicked. At this moment, he no longer thought about those trivial things and just wanted to escape from this plague god as soon as possible.

"His men didn't draw their guns, but yours did. Otherwise, do you think the ten thousand I just mentioned is the price for all of you?" Zhou Ke said as he took his sword from his men and prepared to start chopping people.

"Sir, I don't have that much money! But our boss does!"

The warrior leader fell into complete despair when he saw the knife in Zhou Ke's hand. Even if the man in front of him was chopped into stuffing and others knew about it, they would probably still praise him for his good life.

So he stopped hesitating and simply revealed the identity of his boss.