Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 172 Fragmentation Vest

The gendarmerie headquarters does not have to worry about how to prepare expensive ingredients or how to arrange reliable chefs.

The North China Front Army directly dispatched many military personnel, from cooks to waiters, and all food, drinks and daily necessities were specially transported.

Wooden boxes were delivered to the Oriental Hotel one by one. Gao Shengping watched the fun with Lin Ze outside. Gao Shengping poked Lin Ze and said, "See? This is so lively. If you don't know, you would think the emperor is coming."

Lin Ze was amused. "The Emperor? If the Emperor really comes, we can't stand here anymore. We have to have guards every three steps and sentries every five steps. There have to be planes in the sky, and even submarines in the moat."

Gao Shengping laughed, "Shengmin, you are telling a joke. What kind of submarine can enter the moat?"

Kitahara Ransuke confirmed the final personnel arrangements. They were all on the periphery anyway, so there was nothing much to deploy. They just had to stay at the door and pay attention to the scheduling arrangements.

Seeing Gao Shengping and Lin Ze smoking, he also came over and said, "Give me one."

Gao Shengping hurriedly took out a cigarette case, handed him a cigarette, and lit it for him after he put it in his mouth.

Kitahara Ransuke took a deep breath, looking a little tired. "After the banquet is over tomorrow, we can have a good rest. You have been working hard these days. You two can also take a few days off and relax."

Gao Shengping chuckled and said, "It's not hard to do things for you."

Kitahara Ransuke shook his head, "This is not for me, this is for..."

At this point, Kitahara Ransuke paused and took a puff of his cigarette. "Forget it. Even though we have to stay here today and we are not afraid of leaks, we still shouldn't tell you. You will know tomorrow anyway."

Gao Shengping cursed inwardly, why did you bring this up if you didn't want to tell me, you're just keeping me in suspense.

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The next evening.

Ma Liang sat upright in the flower hall, wearing a mandarin jacket and a long gown, his face changing from gloomy to bright.

He received a call from the gendarmerie headquarters yesterday, asking him to wait at home and someone would come to pick him up for a banquet today.

But he was a little hesitant. His residence had been attacked some time ago. Captain Nisong was very active, but the murderer had not been found yet. He had not gone out for many days and stayed at home like a turtle every day.

But think about it, since the Japanese attach so much importance to this banquet and even sent someone to pick us up, there must be perfect security.

Thinking of this, Ma Liang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Now that I am old, I really regret having been bewitched and surrendered to the Japanese.

His family was not short of money, and he himself was in good health. It would have been very comfortable for him to buy a villa in a concession and live out his days there. Now he has surrendered to the Japanese. Although his reputation is very impressive, he does not have much real power. He is like a mascot and has to live in fear every day.

Why bother?

But there is no medicine for regret in the world. Since we have already boarded the Japanese pirate ship, we can only follow them forward.

As he was sitting there thinking about his problems, his favorite sixth concubine came out.

This sixth concubine was only in her twenties and had even attended a girls' high school.

The girls' high schools in Peking have become a way for many families to find marriages for their daughters. Whether it is the warlords and compradors in the past or the traitors of today, they all like to marry a female student, and if they are lucky, they can even make her a concubine.

Therefore, some ordinary people, even if they have little money at home, grit their teeth and try their best to send their daughters to girls' middle schools. Once they are favored by the powerful, the family will be blessed with prosperity.

Although Lao Ma is tall, weighs more than 200 pounds, has a big beard, and has the image of a sturdy warrior, and is old enough to be the Sixth Concubine's grandfather, who can blame him for being rich and powerful? As the saying goes, it is better to be a rich man's concubine than a poor man's wife, and it is obvious that the Sixth Concubine has implemented this saying very well.

"Master, why are you sitting here so bored? Come and have some tea."

The Sixth Aunt brought ginseng and red date tea. After all, Ma Liang was old and needed to take good care of himself.

Ma Liang then came back to his senses, took the ginseng tea, took a sip, and gently placed it on the table.

The Sixth Aunt stood behind him and massaged his shoulders. Of course, for Ma Liang, who had practiced martial arts for many years, the strength of this massage was no different from tickling. What was important was the attitude.

"Master, are you worried?"

Ma Liang liked the Sixth Concubine not entirely because of her youth and beauty, but because she was educated, quite intelligent, and sometimes could discuss things with him, unlike the other concubines who could only serve him with their beauty.

"I'm not worried, but I've been feeling uneasy these past few days. The criminals who attacked our house at night haven't been caught yet, and I have to go to a banquet today. You know without me telling you that those people from the south are very active in Peking, often carrying out assassinations and attacks, which makes everyone restless."

"So the master is going to attend the banquet."

The Sixth Auntie pulled his arm and said, "Take her with you. We are bored staying at home."

Ma Liang smiled and said, "I would like to take you with me, but the Japanese said that I can only go by myself and cannot bring my family. It looks like the standards are very high. I will take you out next time I have the chance."

"The Japanese say what the Japanese say, everything is said by the Japanese!"

The Sixth Aunt acted like a spoiled child, but in her heart she was thinking that it would have been better if she had been able to marry a Japanese man. It would have been better than marrying this old man. Although he was rich, he was old-fashioned and didn't let her go out all day. She envied those socialites who went dancing today and drinking coffee tomorrow.

"Master, you are going to a Japanese banquet, so you wear this?"

The Sixth Aunt frowned and looked at Ma Liang, who was wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket.

"I'm used to wearing this. It's been like this before. How many years have Western-style clothes been popular?"

The Sixth Aunt pouted and said, "I made you a suit and a coat, but you just don't wear them. How elegant would it be to wear them?"

Ma Liang suddenly thought of something, looked at his clothes, and ordered, "Go and get that dress and help me put it on."

The Sixth Aunt went to get it, and when she came back to change Ma Liang's clothes, she saw Ma Liang go back to the room and take something out.

"Master, what are you doing with this?"

Ma Liang put on his shirt, which was bulging, and then put on the vest-like thing.

This is a shrapnel-proof vest produced by the Japanese. It was originally worn by machine gunners on airplanes, but it can also be used as a bulletproof vest. Many Japanese soldiers wore this thing on the Battle of Shanghai, and it was indeed effective.

This was given to him by the Military Police Command because they knew that he was worried all day long.

Ma Liang put on the shrapnel vest inside, then put on his suit and then his coat.

He was fat to begin with, but it was not noticeable now. Moreover, due to years of martial arts training, the ten-pound shrapnel vest was like a piece of cake for him to wear.

I couldn't help but smile, "This is good, it's safe now!"

The Sixth Aunt rolled her eyes secretly. The old man is getting more and more afraid of death as he gets older!