Urban Super Soldier King
Chapter 240 - 240 240 From Now On Playing the Game of Life

240: Chapter 240: From Now On, Playing the Game of Life 240: Chapter 240: From Now On, Playing the Game of Life Koizumi Ichiro withdrew the surrounding encirclement, now feeling somewhat amused by his own overreaction.

There was no need for such a large gesture against someone like Xiang Yu; it seemed he had made a mountain out of a molehill.

“First let me send my brother to the car.

Once everything’s ready, I’ll sign and seal the agreement,” Xiang Yu said, then carried Shi Jian and headed towards the outside.

A few people behind Koizumi Ichiro became anxious, wanting to stop Xiang Yu, as they worried that he might take the opportunity to run away.

However, Koizumi Ichiro stopped them with his hand, as he believed that Xiang Yu had been scared out of his wits today and simply didn’t have the courage to escape.

Indeed, after Xiang Yu placed Shi Jian in the car and started it, he got out.

Seeing Xiang Yu’s actions, Koizumi Ichiro was naturally overjoyed because it confirmed his judgment that Xiang Yu had become submissive.

True to form, Xiang Yu returned and then, holding a pen, wrote on the paper, “I, Xiang Yu, am willing to transfer the land to Koizumi Ichiro without compensation…”

Xiang Yu wrote a lot and detailed the location of the land and other information.

Koizumi Ichiro and his people gathered around, watching Xiang Yu write, quite satisfied.

After writing, Xiang Yu pressed his thumbprint on it and handed it to Koizumi Ichiro, saying, “Mr.

Koizumi, would you see if this works for you?”

At this moment, Koizumi Ichiro couldn’t help but burst into laughter, convinced that everything was under his control.

He had been coveting this piece of land for a long time.

Ever since he understood the land’s value, he had tried every means to get his hands on it.

First, he tried to buy the land through Wu Haotian, and later directly contacted Ouyang Ke, but all his plans were thwarted by Xiang Yu.

It was unexpected that it would now come to him so easily.

Others might not realize the value of the land, but Koizumi Ichiro did; the mineral resources buried therein were priceless, even more costly than gold mines, as such resources were scarce in his homeland.

Holding the paper in his hand, Koizumi Ichiro could not suppress his laughter, as if all was within his grasp.

“That kid ran away,” someone said out of nowhere.

Only then did they notice that Xiang Yu had already driven off with Shi Jian.

“Don’t bother with him; he’s just a minor character,” Koizumi Ichiro said indifferently.

Now that the land was in his hands, Xiang Yu’s value had diminished to nothing.

One more or one less of his kind hardly made any difference; they posed no threat to them.

Because he was in a good mood, Koizumi Ichiro also released Qin Ming, who had been tied up on the side.

Xiang Yu drove straight back to the guildhall with Shi Jian.

By this time, Tie Zhuzi and Xiao Xuan were both growing impatient.

When Xiang Yu walked into the guildhall carrying Shi Jian, he saw more than sixty people standing outside with serious expressions, waiting for orders.

Upon seeing Xiang Yu’s return, they all crowded around.

“Big brother,” they called out in unison before two men came over and took Shi Jian from him.

“Yu Ge, you’re back; if you hadn’t returned, I would’ve led the brothers to charge over there,” Tie Zhuzi said furiously.

Xiang Yu simply nodded with a smile and said, “Brothers, you’ve all worked hard tonight, go back first.”

The crowd had barely seen Xiang Yu and were reluctant to leave.

In their eyes, their “big brother” was invincible, and although Xiang Yu often gave them money, he rarely called on them, leaving them feeling indebted.

Today, they were eager to show their worth and fight for Xiang Yu, but he had safely returned.

Now that Xiang Yu asked them to leave, they reluctantly did so.

By then, Xiao Xuan had woken Shi Jian up.

Still groggy and unsure of what had just occurred, Shi Jian was informed by Xiang Yu about the recent events.

Upon learning that he had nearly killed Xiang Yu, Shi Jian broke into a cold sweat, cursing the Japanese in outrage.

Tie Zhuzi was even more agitated, insisting on an immediate counterattack.

Xiang Yu calmed the two down, knowing that the time was not yet right.

When they heard about the piece of paper Xiang Yu had given to the adversary, Tie Zhuzi and the others began to laugh.

They knew it was just a worthless piece of paper that Xiang Yu had scribbled on casually.

The thumbprint Xiang Yu pressed on it meant nothing, even if there were a hundred of them.

“Yu Ge, what do we do now?” Tie Zhuzi asked.

The question from Tie Zhuzi was also on the minds of Shi Jian and the others, as they now bore a grudge against the Japanese, a score that was certainly going to be settled, no matter who the opponent was.

Xiang Yu sneered and said, “Since they think we’re fools, let’s play the fool for them to see.

Starting tomorrow, no one will mention the land again.

Shi Jian, send a few reliable and capable personnel to secretly investigate these Japanese, including their residences and the places they frequent.

Now that they think they’ve got us, they’ll definitely let their guard down psychologically.

That’s our point of breakthrough.”

Shi Jian nodded quickly; they had not found the Japanese before because the Japanese had been cautious, and their range of activities was not in this city, hence their plans had not succeeded.

Now that the Japanese had a project here and had let their guard down, investigating them should no longer be so difficult.

“What do we do in the meantime?” Tie Zhuzi asked eagerly, barely able to wait.

“The few of us will just live it up a bit, enjoying life while we wait,” Xiang Yu said as he lay there.

Tie Zhuzi was confused by Xiang Yu’s intent, scratching his head before looking at Shi Jian for an explanation.

Ever laconic, Shi Jian stood up, preparing to leave without bothering to clarify.

The next day, Xiang Yu and Tie Zhuzi began wandering aimlessly around the city.

They specifically picked entertainment venues, enjoying themselves in one place before moving on to the next.

They were simply living it up to the fullest.

The days of the trio were carefree and unrestricted, giving them a sense of playing the field and enjoying the world to its fullest.

Meanwhile, in a small room, a short, fat man with gold-rimmed glasses was sitting in an executive chair, conversing with another person in Japanese.

A closer look would reveal that the short, fat man was none other than Koizumi Ichiro.

“What have they been up to lately?” Koizumi Ichiro asked.

“Those few have been indulging in food, drinks, and fun every day, as if the loss of the land has nothing to do with them.

I think they have no idea of the land’s value, or perhaps they got it so easily that losing it doesn’t bother them,” one of them responded while standing there.

At this moment, Koizumi Ichiro was frowning deeply.

Although he appeared confident and relaxed in front of others, he was deeply troubled when alone.

Perhaps this was the art of leadership: to display composure and let subordinates believe there was no hardship when, in reality, all the difficulties were hidden behind the scenes…