The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

In the evening, Gu Jincheng worked overtime.

The more Gu Wen didn't understand, he was on the other side of the errand at this time, anyway, he was already busy, even busier than before he went to England.

He watched TV with Gu Chong, but he fell asleep first.

When Gu Jincheng entered, Gu Chong reminded him to keep his voice down and pointed to Gu Wenyue who was on the sofa.

The young man on the sofa was soundly asleep, breathing heavily.

Gu Chong said softly: "Waiting for you, he hasn't come back so late. I told him to go to bed and didn't go."

Gu Jincheng said hello to his father without saying anything, and took him away.

Gu Wenyue slept hot all over, hummed uncomfortably, and found himself lying on the bed when he woke up, seeing the tall back, he said sullenly: "Are you back?"

Gu Jincheng turned around and approached the bed, lowered his head and stroked the black hair on his forehead: "Why are you awake?"

Gu Wenyue was about to get up in a daze: "I haven't showered yet."

Gu Jincheng pressed his shoulder: "I'll put hot water for you first. Wait a minute."

"Oh." Gu Wenyue didn't move. After sleeping for a while, he was so lazy that he didn't even bother to move his fingertips.

When Gu Jincheng came out again, Gu Wenyue was still lying down, almost falling asleep.

He squinted his eyes, hugged the quilt and hummed blindly: "How about I continue to sleep?"

"I'm still going to take a shower, I'm sweating."

Gu Jincheng didn't allow him to refuse, lifted the quilt, stretched his hand over the hollow of his leg, and picked him up.

Gu Wenyue's two feet hang down naturally, and the soles of the feet are so tender that they are pink, like a cat's cushion, soft and tender.

Gu Wenyue wanted to sleep or not, drooping his head against his chest.

He wanted to take a bath, but he was too lazy to move in a drowsy state. Anyway, Gu Jincheng was taking care of him, so he was very comfortable.

The bathroom has a large space and the temperature is warmer than the room.

The bathtub is a constant temperature water cycle, and water is gushing out continuously.

Gu Jincheng hugged him by the bathtub, put his right arm around his back, and helped him pull up his pajamas and take them off with his left hand.

Chest and back, there is no place on the whole body that is not white and glowing, like soft white paper, hooking people to want to leave some marks on it.

Gu Jincheng's hand was on his narrow waist, and a few minutes below was the edge of his underwear. He pressed his fingers an inch above, and asked in a low voice, "Shall I take it off for you?"

Only then did Gu Wenyue wake up, and supported him to stand upright, but there were no slippers, so he could only stand on his instep, and hurriedly said in embarrassment and embarrassment: "Quickly carry it on your back, I will take it off by myself."

Gu Jincheng was stepping on his feet, so naturally he couldn't bear it, so he turned his head slightly while holding him. "I didn't look at you."

Because of the tight embrace, the palms are pressed against the skin, so delicate that people are greedy.

Gu Wenyue blushed, a little bit ashamed.

Sure enough, lazy people have no "dignity".

Gu Wenyue quickly took off one side and stepped into the bathtub. The warm water rushed up like a wave. He quickly pulled off his underwear and threw it beside him. He slid into the bathtub and sighed comfortably: "It's so cool."

Gu Jincheng turned his back and turned to him sideways, but the corners of his eyes inadvertently flashed across his body that was almost integrated with the porcelain white bathtub.

Reminds me of the perfume ad photos I saw during the day.

I must have been wearing clothes when shooting, only showing above the shoulders, but it is too tempting to imagine.

And the person who made him daydream was lying in front of him at this moment.

Gu Jincheng's phoenix eyes passed over his long, slender legs, and he looked away. He pulled up the sleeve of his sweater and took off the shower on one side: "I'll wash your hair."

"Oh." Gu Wenyue sat up, hugged his knees, leaned on the side obediently, and asked in a whisper, "Have you ever washed someone else's hair?"

"No." Gu Jincheng adjusted the water temperature, stood by the bathtub, held his head with one hand and wet his hair with the other, "tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

In the bathtub, Gu Wenyue's knees soaked in hot water slowly turned red. He rubbed it, and it became even redder, as if bright flowers were blooming on the snow-white skin.

Gu Jincheng's movements were very gentle, and he hummed in enjoyment.

"Is it so comfortable?"

"Yes, it's a pity that you can't enjoy it yourself."

Gu Wen was joking, his long eyelashes moved wetly, apparently smiling.

Gu Wenyue asked: "Are you tired today? Is the jet lag better?"

"Not tired, already working normally."

Gu Jincheng rinsed off the shampoo foam on the top of his head, "I can rest in a day, when will I take you out?"

"Okay."

Gu Wen raised his head happily, but water got into his eyes accidentally, so he quickly closed his eyes and covered them.

Gu Jincheng bent down, held his cheek, and said nervously: "Let me see, does it hurt?"

"No, it's fine."

Gu Wenyue lowered his head and rubbed it by himself, and when he opened it, Taohua's eyes were shining but flushed, and he blinked at him pitifully, "It's nothing, it's just water."

It's the eyes that close when the water rushes in, not the shampoo.

Gu Wenyue raised his head and was stared at by his phoenix eyes. He supported the edge of the bathtub with one hand and slid back with the other. He lowered his eyes and said, "I'll wash it myself. You go out first?"

"Yeah." Gu Jincheng took out a towel and covered his head, "Dry yourself."

Until he turned and left, he didn't see Gu Wenyue take off the towel, he just sat alone in the bathtub like a person made of crystal clear jade.

Drops of water slipped from the tips of the jet-black hair, slowly trickled over the beautiful and delicate collarbone, and sank into the water along the snow-white skin.

Door closes.

Gu Wenyue just took off the towel on top of his head amidst the sound of gurgling water in the bathtub, his mind was a little messed up just now.

He dried his hair carelessly, and leaned against the massage position with a towel on his head to let the water wash up.

After taking a long time to finally take a shower, Gu Wen got up easily, changed his clothes and went out after wiping himself clean.

He didn't have slippers when he came in, so he went out barefoot and threw himself on the bed.

Gu Jincheng came over with a towel and cotton socks, sat next to him, pulled his legs into his lap, wiped his slender feet slowly, and put on the socks with his ankles supported.

Gu Wenyue lazily let him put on his socks, not only that, but also felt his palms covering his feet for a while.

If he turned around and took a look, he would find that Gu Jincheng was supporting his ankle, meditating.

Afterwards, Gu Jincheng fetched a hair dryer and pressed his hair to dry his hair.

Rubbing his fluffy and warm hair, he asked, "Can you still sleep?"

"Yeah." Gu Wenyue fell on his lap, raised his head and pushed him, "Hurry up and take a shower, we're going to sleep."

Gu Jincheng looked down at him fixedly: "Well, soon."

The eyes of the two met, and Gu Wenyue backed away from the burning sensation. He turned over and rolled onto the quilt in embarrassment, and urged him in a low voice, "Go!"

When Gu Jincheng really went to wash up, Gu Wenyue rolled up the quilt and lay down, thinking wildly.

Half an hour later, footsteps came.

Gu Wenyue quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be sound asleep.

"Wen Yue?"

When Gu Wenyue heard the soft call, his closed crow-feather eyelashes trembled, and he continued to pretend to be asleep.

Afterwards, Gu Wenyue felt that he was going to bed, and quietly frowned.

The next day, Gu Wenyue went outside the Fourth Ring Road to participate in the shooting of the inside page of a magazine.

On the way back, he asked the driver to pass by An Xue's house first, and after putting her down, he continued to go to the Gu family's mansion.

Gu Wenyue's filming didn't end until seven o'clock in the evening, and he was so tired that he was top-heavy. He took off his make-up and changed his clothes and packed up casually, then climbed into the nanny's car and lay down with half-closed eyes to sleep, sleeping so much that An Xue didn't even know when An Xue got out of the car.

But who would have thought that misfortune would come from the sky, when Gu Wenyue closed his eyes, he remembered that when he opened his eyes in a comfortable and luxurious car seat——

No, he couldn't open his eyes, his eyes were covered, and there was an unpleasant and pungent smell of smoke in his breath.

"Woo! Woo!"

Gu Wenyue was terrified.

His mouth was sealed, his nose fluttered and his breath was loud, his hands were tied behind his back, and the ankles and knees of his two long legs were tied.

"Stop calling!"

A man's voice said heavily, "Don't move around, I will let you down when we arrive."

Gu Wenyue judged by his feeling that he was in a moving car, with two strange and burly men beside him.

He parted ways with Ding Hai and the others at the scene.

There were only Aunt Han and one bodyguard in the car, and the other bodyguard also served as the driver.

Now that he's tied up, what about Aunt Han and the bodyguards? !

The form was unclear, so Gu Wenyue didn't dare to move around and calmed down.

A man on the right said: "That's right, you are a star, if you hurt your bones or your face, you will trouble us and we will trouble you."

The man smoking on the left: "We will take you down when we get there, just be honest."

Gu Wenyue gasped for breath and thought, what are these people doing to tie themselves up?

When meat tickets?

Want Gu's family to pay ransom?

At this time, the co-pilot had a chattering voice, and said respectfully: "Hey!"

Orientals?

Gu Wenyue's brain was running fast, and he suddenly remembered that he had received two cooperation invitations before.

Once the other party said that a Sino-Japanese joint venture filmed a movie and invited him to be the leading actor;

Again, the other party claimed to be a Japanese cosmetics company and asked him to be the spokesperson.

The specific time of contact, he remembered was the day when he came back from Jiangnan after recording "Inheritance" last week, and the morning when he was sleeping two days later.

That is, these days, there have been Orientals looking for you?

The vehicle was bumpy and silent.

Gu Wenyue guessed that he started to walk on the rugged path, and according to his body, it should be a mountain road with uphill and non-stop turns.

The terrain of the capital plain, all the mountains he knew were in the suburbs of Beijing, especially the southern suburbs.

He concentrated his energy and thought about everything about the original owner, but he couldn't find any information about the Dongyang people; and after he crossed over, except for the two phone calls, he had never had any contact with the Dongyang people.

Is it really to kidnap him for ransom?

It's not that Gu Wenyue has experienced these things. In the early years of Gu's family, there was a kidnapping of a young heir for ransom. His elder brother had told him face to face that if he really encountered kidnappers when he was away from home, he must not open his eyes to them. Don't ask questions.

Seeing the kidnappers or resisting too strongly may lead to death.

For the Gu family, the lives of their heirs were more important than money, and they would give the kidnappers what they wanted, and it would not be too late to find someone to take care of the kidnappers after they redeemed them.

At this moment, Gu Wenyue had goosebumps all over his body. He thought he had escaped the accidental death of the original owner, but he didn't expect to encounter such an accident.

Is it impossible for him to live?

But Gu Jincheng...

In the blink of an eye, when Gu Wenyue thought of Gu Jincheng's face, he seemed to fall into an uncontrollable emotion. When he thought that something really happened, he would leave and never see Gu Jincheng again...

The man on the left pushed Gu Wenyue's shoulder: "Hey! Why are you crying?"

The man on the right was puzzled: "A man just cried like that? Damn, we haven't done anything yet, have we?"

He patted Gu Wenyue on the shoulder, "Don't be hypocritical, we're not going to kill you, fuck, I don't want to be a murderer, okay?"

Gu Wenyue's eyes were tied up with a wet cloth towel, and he was too uncomfortable to move.

He didn't want to cry either, but his heart was unbearable, and hot tears gushed out like clear water.

Suddenly passing by a certain place, Gu Wenyue heard the man on the left whispering in his ear, "Don't be afraid, the Japanese are not trying to trouble you, just stay still and let you go back when it's over."

Gu Wenyue's heart trembled, he wasn't looking for trouble with him, but who was he looking for?

Gu Chong or Gu Jincheng?

Wouldn't he be kidnapped to trouble Ding Hai?

The more Gu Wen thought about it, his emotions changed several times, and he began to worry about the safety of Gu Chong and Gu Jincheng.

The co-pilot heard rustling voices behind him, turned his head and lowered his voice and shouted, "Don't talk to him!"

The Chinese of the Dongyang people is extremely substandard, and they can barely understand a few words.

Then, the car stopped.

Gu Wenyue was dragged out, then carried into a place with his left and right arms crossed, and then pressed on a high-backed chair. His arms and legs were re-bound, and he was tightly tied to this cold chair.

Gu Wen was more keenly aware that there should be quite a few people around, arranged in a circle or fan shape.

Not far from the chair, there should be a "mastermind" staring at him, his eyes are very direct and sharp.

Do you want Gu's family's money?

The sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps ran towards Gu Wenyue, followed by Japanese that was deliberately lowered but could not be suppressed due to emotion.

Gu Wenyue felt a little regretful, why couldn't he let go of his grievances and learn Oriental dialect?

At any rate, learning from the barbarians' skills to control the barbarians will not be reduced to a miserable situation that is completely incomprehensible.

"Mr. Gu, I'm sorry to invite you to meet me in such a rude way. I'm sure you must be wondering who I am, right?"

The unfamiliar and unpleasant accent made Gu Wenyue find the right direction. It was indeed opposite him, but the other party was standing not far or near, with a condescending aura.

But judging from the angle, even standing up, this person is not tall.

Gu Wenyue raised his chin unhurriedly, indicating that his mouth was sealed and it was impossible to answer his question.

A moment of silence.

It's really rare for people in distress to have such calmness.

Afterwards, Gu Wenyue felt that someone was approaching, and said politely: "Mr. Gu, it hurts to tear off the tape, bear with it."

Before Gu Wenyue was ready, he felt a hand grabbing the left side of his face and made a "tear" sound, and the area around his mouth felt a little painful and numb, and then he suddenly started to feel hot again.

Although Gu Wenyue was lazy in the past, he was not the kind of person who would easily show timidity at critical moments.

Although he was in so much pain that he scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Orientals in his heart, he didn't show any ferocious expression. Instead, he calmly said, "Judging from the way you invited me, maybe you came I have not been a state of Chinese etiquette for long enough."

"Mr. Gu is very nice, calm and sharp."

The Japanese clapped their palms vainly, "We are indeed brothers with Mr. Gu."

When Gu Wenyue heard the last sentence, from the subtle tone between the lines, he instantly understood that the Oriental kidnapped him because of Gu Jincheng.

So, if Gu Jincheng came here because he was kidnapped, he might be in danger?

How dangerous is it?

Gu Wenyue's brain is changing rapidly, and he has no concept of the overall situation, so that it is difficult to speculate on the consequences.

"Mr. Gu can find the reason from himself. Don't I want to invite Mr. Gu with the way of hospitality? Mr. Gu refused the olive branch I offered out of desperation, so I had no choice but to come out. The next 'bad move."

Gu Wenyue frowned and interrupted his words: "This word is called out, here, down, and policy."

"puff……"

Some of the people in the surrounding line couldn't help laughing.

"idiot!"

Under the anger, the scene was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Gu Wenyue felt that the oriental man who was talking to him was walking back and forth, and his footsteps were a little restless.

"Mr. Gu is still willing to correct my Chinese pronunciation, which is really good."

"Thank you, it should be." Gu Wenyue felt a little unhappy all over, what kind of tricks is this Oriental man playing?

The people around didn't dare to underestimate him. Originally they only regarded him as a useless young master of a wealthy family or a small star, and some people were going to see his heroic appearance turn pale. Take it easy.

at this time.

Gu Wenyue heard footsteps again, several people came in together, the footsteps were getting closer, he turned his head sharply to look in the direction of the gate.

The cold wind blowing outside the door, Gu Wenyue caught a subtle sense of familiarity in the smell of smoke

- Pine, Sandalwood.

Gu Wenyue faced that direction, frowned, and asked from a distance: "Gu Jincheng?"

Even Song Ping who tied up Gu Wenyue was surprised, and everyone looked at Gu Wenyue in disbelief.

How could he recognize the person who came by such noisy footsteps as Gu Jincheng?

With Matsudaira's order, more than a dozen men in traditional Japanese samurai uniforms stood in front of Gu Jincheng.

Behind Gu Jincheng, there were also more than a dozen men in samurai uniforms blocking his way back.

Gu Jincheng's left hand was holding the fierce Tang Dao that Songping had seen before, and the phoenix eyes under the thick eyebrows looked at Gu Wenyue who was tied up, and looked all over him to confirm that he was not injured in any way.

His dark eyes were piercingly cold, and he turned to the mastermind of today's incident.

"Songping, how many times have you tried to beat me with a knife, and now you don't hesitate to lure me out with such low-handed means?"

Song Ping said with a smile: "People in your Gu family seem to dislike us Japanese from the bottom of their hearts. Then I have nothing to do. Peaceful invitations are not acceptable, of course we can only use special methods. However, Mr. Gu came sooner than I imagined." , it seems that the emphasis on family members far exceeds my expectations."

Gu Wen, who was blocked by the bodyguard, understood more.

It seems that this Songping also invited Gu Jincheng in the way of courtesy first, but Gu Jincheng did not agree, so he can only achieve his goal by kidnapping him.

But, than a knife?

Gu Wenyue was surprised, it was not a kidnapping for money or even a business negotiation, but a competition.

The surname Matsudaira has a deep connection with Bushido, so the sword competition is naturally a Tang sword versus a samurai sword.

Gu Wenyue has never seen Gu Jincheng use a knife, he is not sure whether Gu Jincheng likes Tang knife or really knows it.

But no matter what, Song Ping brought so many people here, he will definitely not let it go.

Gu Wenyue's relaxed hands suddenly clenched into fists.

In case of blood, in case of accident, what should I do?

Just when the nerves in his brain were tense, he heard Gu Jincheng raise his voice and said in a commanding tone: "This chair doesn't look comfortable, bring a cushion."

Song Ping smiled: "Mr. Gu, at this moment, are you still concerned about whether his butt is comfortable or not?"

With a sound of "clang", the Tang knife in Gu Jincheng's hand came out of its sheath an inch, and its sharp edge was like a cold light.

Songping's expression changed suddenly, he raised his hand, and asked someone to take the mat: "Mr. Gu, you know that I came to China to do business, not to make friends. But there is no way, you don't want to do business with me, I finally Doing business with Liu Maoxu, you sent him to prison again."

Gu Jincheng rarely smiled in front of outsiders, and said to Songping in a warning tone: "Liu Maoxu is not legal. He is suspected of foreign money laundering, and his wife is well aware of the righteousness of the country. When foreign businessmen discuss cooperation, they should be careful. Does Mr. Matsudaira think there is anything wrong with my approach?"

Gu Wenyue remembered that the name Liu Maoxu was related to Xu Yimian.

Five minutes before the first call from Japan to invite cooperation, Kiya just said that Liu Maoxu had been arrested.

Obviously, Gu Jincheng knew from the very beginning that there was something wrong with the cooperation provided by Songping, so he didn't agree.

Later, Songping contacted Liu Maoxu and the cooperation was successful, but he did not expect Liu Maoxu to be arrested for violating domestic laws, and the cooperation was ruined.

While Gu Jincheng and Songping were coming and going, Gu Wenyue felt that he was being dragged, and a cushion was squeezed between his buttocks and the hard chair.

He felt the thickness, it might have been taken casually from the car.

I have to say that after stuffing the cushions, the cold buttocks and thighs are really much more comfortable.

A voice shouted heavily, speaking a long string of words in extremely fast Japanese.

Gu Wenyue: ... I don't know if my application for an interpreter at this time will spoil the tense atmosphere a bit.

Fortunately, someone has a tacit understanding with him.

Gu Jincheng's steady and powerful voice came.

"This gentleman is right. Instead of wasting time arguing with each other, let's get to the point."

Gu Wen was more surprised, it turned out that Gu Jincheng also knew Oriental dialect? !

As expected of the protagonist of the novel, he is simply an omnipotent person.

Proficient in Chinese, English and Japanese, he can manage the company, negotiate business, wash his hair, and warm his bed.

The Japanese couldn't understand Chinese, and after Matsudaira translated it truthfully, he said a lot more.

With Songping's polite attitude, Gu Wenyue guessed that the Japanese was the real person behind the scenes.

Gu Jincheng withdrew his expression just now, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "In that case, let go of him first, and I will compete with you."

Gu Wenyue: ...!

"you"?

It's not a one-on-one competition, so who is going to compare with Gu Jincheng?

Wheel of War, everyone?

For the first time, Gu Wenyue showed a look of panic, and instantly raised his head to look straight at Gu Jincheng's direction.

It's a pity that the cloth strips covered his eyes and he couldn't see anything. Fear and worry slithered along his skin like a snake letter, and he couldn't help shivering.

Gu Jincheng stared at his pale and bleeding face. Although those beautiful and exquisite peach blossom eyes were tied, he clearly knew that

——Gu Wenyue sees himself in his eyes.

Gu Jincheng looked at the Japanese, and his tone became cold and re-emphasized: "Songping, I'm already standing here, let him go first."

Gu Wenyue couldn't see the situation now, so he didn't dare to make a sound easily, but he gritted his teeth tightly and didn't dare to relax.

Song Ping talked to the Japanese man holding a samurai long sword in a low voice, then he raised his hand and asked someone to get Gu Wenyue away first. Anyway, he knew that the force value of this young master of the Gu family was zero.

What's more, surrounded by their people, it can be said that this place is impenetrable. Unless the two brothers have wings and can fly, it is impossible for them to break out of the encirclement.

When Gu Wenyue was untied, he couldn't move his hands and feet for a while, and he was slowed down by being hugged by a familiar embrace.

On the snow-white skin were red marks tied by rough hemp ropes.

In an instant, Gu Jincheng's phoenix eyes turned from cold to hard.

But he gently approached the person in his arms, and whispered, "Wen Yue, lean on me, close your eyes, and I will untie them for you."

Gu Wenyue buried his face in his broad and warm chest, and after he untied the wet cloth, he closed his eyes forcefully.

Gu Jincheng protected him with his left hand, held the cloth strip in his right hand and put it in his suit pocket, pressed his shoulder and rubbed it: "Is there any discomfort?"

Gu Wenyue forced his eyes to open, and squinted to look at his face: "I'm fine, what are you going to do next?"

The peach blossom eyes were flushed, and the wet black eyelashes were sticky.

Gu Jincheng lovingly rubbed the corners of his upturned eyes with his thumbs: "It's okay, I'll leave after the competition. Dad doesn't know yet, I told him that the recording of your show is delayed, it doesn't matter if we go back later."

The tone is as relaxed as if you are going out for dinner and going home later.

But Gu Wenyue couldn't help hugging his shoulders, and cursed in a low voice: "Are you crazy? In what era are there still martial arts contests?"

Gu Jincheng pressed against his ear, and said slowly: "Take it as acting or filming, I will definitely win, don't worry."

Gu Wenyue raised his head, and it was the first time that his normally sparkling peach blossom eyes slashed at him: "It's not really acting, don't be joking."

"Understood, I won't open it in the future."

Gu Jincheng stroked his cheek with his palm, and gently squeezed his soft earlobe, "Sit down, don't cry if you are afraid, I will take you back soon."

"I won't cry!"

Gu Wenyue retorted, but when he thought of the wet cloth strips he had put away, he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Hey!" Songping really couldn't stand it.

The interaction between the two was clearly beyond his expectations.

In particular, Gu Jincheng held Gu Wenyue's face in his hands, with his head lowered and his head raised, his eyes glued to each other deeply, it's really easy to make people fantasize about it.

Gu Jincheng dismissed Songping, he stood up straight, quickly took off his suit jacket, gently draped it over Gu Wenyue's shoulders, fastened a button slowly, and then picked up the Tang knife that was propped aside.

In the eyes of others, they already understood that even in critical moments, Gu Wenyue was the only one in Gu Jincheng's eyes.

Gu Wenyue grabbed the hem of his suit, panicked.

This Tang knife is a sharp knife.

And the black-handled samurai sword in the hand of the oriental man who has been sitting upright cannot be a toy sword.

According to the aggressiveness of the Orientals this time, this competition is definitely not just a few random swings.

Matsudaira's men sent Bi Dao's life and death status.

Song Ping smoked it, and walked in front of Gu Jincheng and Gu Wenyue without saying a word: "Mr. Gu, put your fingerprint on it."

Gu Wenyue glanced at it, and found that it was still written in both Chinese and Japanese.

He grabbed Gu Jincheng's hand, looked at him, raised his face and shook his head.

——Birth and death certificates are illegal!Signing is useless!

However, Matsudaira had already drawn out his samurai sword and cut open his index finger, pressing it under the shape of life and death, leaving a bloody fingerprint.

Gu Jincheng pushed Gu Wenyue's hand away.

Just when Gu Wenyue thought he was going to slit his own fingers, Gu Jincheng grasped Songping's hand with lightning speed.

Matsudaira's face changed drastically, and all the Japanese in samurai uniforms immediately surrounded him, and the crisis was imminent.

However, when a drop of blood fell on the sign of life and death, Gu Jincheng shook off Songping's hand, and pressed his own fingerprint on the drop of blood.

Gu Wenyue: ...

Matsudaira: ...