frightfiction Chapter 693 Do you want life or treatment?
Chapter 693 Do you want life or treatment?
The room is on the fourth floor of the hotel, on the right.
Ace and Smith, both in suits, looked out the window with worried expressions.
The Japanese army suddenly declared war on the great empire. When they got Xiao, the Japanese bombers had already been dispatched to destroy bridges, roads, etc. The boss also thought that they were just businessmen and could not have any influence, so he did not decide to evacuate.
It wasn't until news of the massacre came from River City that the boss started to panic and prepare to leave.
But by this time, it was too late. There were Japanese troops to the south and north, and they were unable to get through to the west. They were trapped here.
Fortunately, the boss had good connections and arranged for everyone to stay in this hotel.
But is this hotel really safe? The Japanese army is known for its murderous nature. If they really come in to arrest people, would the hotel owner dare to stop them?
If those who tried to stop them were killed, the US would become enemies with the Japanese army because of this small hotel.
I'm afraid not.
"We should leave. This place might not be safe." Ace turned his head and looked at Smith, who was a head taller than him.
Smith glanced at him. "How can we go there? There are enemies on all sides. There aren't any in the west, but you know, the Empire's policies towards this area over the years will make them very dissatisfied with us. We might die in the wilderness within two days."
"At least I don't have to wait here to die." Ace took a deep breath and squeezed his well-maintained hand; "I really shouldn't have come here in the first place."
Who wouldn't think so? But the question was where to go. There was indeed a safe place, and that was into the forest. The Japanese would never go in there, they had their own mission.
However, the beasts in there are no less ferocious than those of the Japanese army, not to mention those who go in with their families, they will just be fed by jackals.
"Here, at least it's safe for the time being." Smith looked at the chaotic city of Wa for a long time.
"If they really want to come in and arrest us, do you think the boss can really protect us?"
Smith asked, spreading his hands in frustration. "So what do you say?"
During the argument, the door opened and Ace walked over to open it.
There were three women standing at the door. Two of them were typical beautiful oriental women, and the other one had a high nose bridge, so it was impossible to tell who she was.
"Who are you?" Ace looked up and down at the woman in front of him who was holding a small leather bag and asked.
Xiao Ya glanced at the two of them. They were in their forties but their skin was well maintained.
Of course, it’s just about good maintenance. As for the other aspects, they are not within Xiao Ya’s consideration.
"Yeah." Xiao Ya looked at Ace in front of her and smiled; "You can understand that I am the one who came to save you from suffering."
Escape from suffering?
Ace looked at Xiao Ya in front of him without saying a word.
Smith came to the door and asked, "Miss, do you know what trouble we are in now?"
"I guess so." Xiao Ya's lips curled up slightly. "The Japanese army slaughtered people wantonly in Hecheng, and your people were among them. I imagine you're worried about this right now."
The two exchanged glances. Smith, who was relatively calm, knew things wouldn't be that simple, so he asked, "What do we need to do?"
Xiao Ya pointed to the room; "Can we go in and talk?"
Ace and Smith made way, and Xiao Ya walked in and sat on the sofa.
Alice went to make tea for Xiao Ya, while Keiko Kobayashi sat next to Xiao Ya.
As the eldest brother, Smith naturally had the right to negotiate with Xiao Ya. He glanced at Xiao Ya and said, "Let us leave this place safely. I wonder what the lady needs us to do?"
"It's simple. I need to open a perfume factory, but I don't have anyone available. I've heard that you're all quite famous perfume blenders even in Paris, so I hope you can produce better perfumes for me."
Is that true?
Smith lowered his head and thought for a moment before shaking his head. "I'm afraid not. Miss, you don't know that we have already signed an agreement with Mr. Gauss, and we will..."
"He's dead." Xiao Ya took out a cigarette, lit it, and interrupted Smith.
Dead...dead. Ten minutes ago, we were all having dinner together. How could he suddenly die?
Smith's heart skipped a beat when he thought of this and he looked at the weak woman in front of him. Could it be that she killed him?
Xiao Ya seemed to see what the two were thinking. She smiled and said, "I'm only here to discuss. As for whether you will come with me, that's entirely up to you. After all, I'm not someone who forces anyone."
Don’t you call it coercion?
You told us implicitly that you had already killed him, and that is not called persecution.
Smith wanted to refute, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.
This seemingly gentle woman is probably cruel and ruthless. It is better not to provoke her without knowing her well.
"We are willing to go with you, Miss. We will do our best to serve your perfume factory for the rest of our lives."
Smith wasn't stupid. If the boss and the others could be killed, then what could the two of them do? Besides, they weren't the only ones.
Xiao Ya's lips curled slightly as she stood up and held out her hand. "Then you can start packing. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. Besides, you're all very familiar with the pharmacists in Wa City. Find me ten of your favorites."
Just like that, you can leave?
Ace was dazed after waiting for everyone to leave. After he finished dazed, he suddenly thought of a question and asked Smith, who had walked over to the phone: "I don't think we have asked about the salary yet."
treatment?
Smith picked up the phone and laughed twice. "Are you kidding me? We don't even have our lives in our own hands right now, and you still want to negotiate treatment?"
Do you want life or money?
Damn it.
Changsha, 11th Army Headquarters. Okamura Neiji read the telegram handed to him by his adjutant with a frown, then tutted his words to Yamadajima, who sat across from him, watching the chessboard. "The people at headquarters have gone crazy."
Yamadajima, who had just captured an opponent's pawn, saw his face suddenly filled with dark clouds.
He put down the chess piece in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"
Okamura Neiji handed him the message and said, "Look, those people at the headquarters are really very imaginative."
After reading the message, Yamadajima was also dissatisfied. "Why would they make such a decision? If we follow this plan, we will have to break off relations with the Ninth War Zone."
"Yeah, those bastards, seeing how quickly we were advancing in Annan, once again misjudged the Shancheng army as a spent force. I don't know how they came to that conclusion.
"So what should we do now?" Yamadajima looked at the telegram in his hand again.
It is definitely not something that can be done. If you do it, several of you will surely die. But if you don't do it, you won't be able to explain to the base camp. It's really a headache.
"How about asking Miss Yunzi to come over? She's quite good at analysis." Seeing Okamura Neiji's lack of reaction, Yamadaji placed the chess piece on the board and sighed. "Since the board can't be flipped, we'll just have to start another game."