Chapter 493： : Ninety-eightk Revenge for the Ex-Master

The next day Jiang Hao decided to walk around the street, first to see if he could buy what he wanted, and to observe the terrain.

Raised his hand to stop a rickshaw, "Do you know where there are shops selling yellow paper and cinnabar."

The coachman thought for a while and said, "I know, there are a few shops on Funan Street, and there are some magic stores, but I don't know if they can't open yet."

"Then take me to see."

Jiang Hao got into the car, and the driver ran up. It looked like an old rubber leg. It ran fast and stable. Jiang Hao looked at the situation on both sides from time to time. Now the whole Shanghai still has not recovered from the fear of a few months ago. Come here, without the paper drunken fans and bustle of the former magic capital.

Pedestrians hurried on the street, one by one, bowing their heads, struggling for life and embarrassing for the future.

He robbed the bank yesterday and left the same flaw. He showed his journalist's ID. The Japanese can certainly find this information, so the Yasuda journalist's ID cannot be used. Fortunately, the boarding certificate did not mark the personnel. Jiang Hao can still use it.

Just go back and get another identity and mix it on board.

Twenty minutes later, the rickshaw stopped, and the driver said with a slight breath: "You see, here, sir, there are still a few open doors here."

Jiang Hao looked up and saw that there were a lot of shops on this street, which were almost half open. Jiang Hao got out of the car and handed the driver two yen. He said, "Wait here and pull me back later."

The driver took the money respectfully. "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Hao walked into one of the largest shops, and asked whether there were any cinnabar, yellow paper, and wolf pens used for drawing symbols. They were sold here, but they were not lacking. Jiang Hao also saw some stamp molds that had been cut.

"What's this?" Jiang Hao asked, pointing to one of them.

"Sir, with good eyesight, this is a piece of lightning-struck peach wood, but the best material for the implement is the treasure of our town shop." The owner said with a bit of ostentation.

"If you say that, it's nothing more than raising prices. In the past few years, the army has been in trouble. The original set was not very good. I can listen to you for a real price." Jiang Hao said.

The boss pondered, "800."

"Keep it on your own," Jiang Hao said directly.

Lightning strikes the peach wood material is good, Zhengyang is evil, but it is not as strong as a piece of chicken blood, Shoushan jade material, it is not worth the price, he doesn't want to be an injustice.

As soon as the boss heard that he was getting taller, he immediately ran away the guests, and immediately replied, "Then you give me a number."

Just as Jiang Hao just said, in this year's troubled times, eating is all a problem. Who would take 800 yuan to buy a piece of material.

Jiang Hao stretched out a finger.

The boss' face immediately began to cry, "You are too cruel, at least 500, or I will keep the town house by myself."

"300, the most, if it doesn't work," Jiang Hao said firmly.

This price just hits the point, and it won't come out if you can't get over it. It's really uncomfortable. The boss bit his teeth and stomped, "Here you are."

"Okay, give me a knife." Jiang Hao said.

The trip was very smooth. I bought everything. It was still convenient in China to buy these things. I took a rickshaw and let the driver pull to the west of the city. Here is the only way to enter Shanghai from Nanjing. Jiang Hao sat in the car. Up, looking at the situation on both sides while walking, making plans in my heart.

Leaving Chengxi, Jiang Hao asked the driver to take him to the dock again, because today the cruise ship should come from Japan.

At the dock, Jiang Hao finally saw the cruise ship. At the moment, he had just docked. The guests had disembarked and the dock workers were moving cargo.

The boat will stay at the pier for two days, and sail back to Japan the night after.

The time is just right.

Jiang Hao wandered around for a day, ate something outside, and returned to the hotel in the Concession. It was already a time of lights. When Jiang Hao entered, there were just two people going out. Jiang Hao looked up at the two guys. The two men who talked about Matsui Ishigen while having dinner yesterday lived on the same floor as Jiang Hao.

The two people left with a smile, talking about which woman is more beautiful in their mouths. Jiang Haoxin said, this is an appointment to go to piàojì, it is a wonderful night life.

Watching two people leave the hotel, Jiang Hao came upstairs to see that no one was on either side of the corridor, and knocked on the door again. After a while, no one responded. He took a wire from his pocket and placed it on the door. Stuck a few times, clicked, the door was unlocked, Jiang Hao flashed in.

The two people lived in the same room, and the salute was there. Jiang Hao began to look up. This time, he started to look very carefully. After the search, all the original things were put back in place, and they even showed their original appearance.

Finally, in the box of the two, he found what he wanted. Their identification, Jiang Hao opened it and looked at it, and then he was satisfied with the income.

When you exit the room, everything returns to its original state. Except for two things missing, everything else remains the same. Even if the spy comes, you may not be able to find Jiang Hao once.

Back in the room, Jiang Hao meditated for a while, smoothed out his breath, took out the thunder-struck peach wood stamp mold, and began to sculpt. Jiang Hao's movements were unhurried, and the seal appeared a little under his knife.

This time Jiang Hao carved the "Arctic Canopy Seal."

The Arctic canopy seal is one of the schools of law. "The Arctic canopy seal, killing the ghosts" said: "Arctic canopy seal, Tianding **** seal, each three inches long, two inches wide and one point. The second right seal, One day, the Arctic canopy prints, suppresses the evil spirits, and treats diseases. One said that the God Seal of Dingding, destroys ghosts, cures diseases, and admires the good fortune. "

When it was late at night, Jiang Hao finally engraved the seal, and then he raised the seal. In each world, he had to make a set of this thing, which seemed to be very troublesome, but he really had no convenient method.

Either the Taoist Incense is raised or the mana is raised by yourself. The time is so long and there is no trouble at all. Unless you have an advanced weapon, you can use it directly.

Meditate cross-legged, cultivate while training,

The next day, Jiang Hao hired another rickshaw to move around the west to find the best place for ambush, one to have a good view, one to make it easier to escape, and not to be easily overtaken by the Japanese soldiers.

In the evening, Jiang Hao cleaned up jūjíqiāng in his hand, while familiarizing himself with the characteristics of this qiāng. In the United States, he used 98k shooting, which is really good.

The bullets were pressed in the magazine, a total of 5 rounds.

in fact,

Really useful, one shot is enough.

The next day,

Jiang Hao got up early in the morning, put on makeup in front of the mirror, and applied the makeup techniques of the four major Asian sorceries. After a while, he changed his look and became a tasteful middle-aged man who looks thirty years old.

Out of the hotel, breathing the cold air in the early morning, walking all the way to the west of the city, came to a three-story small building that has been optimistic for the past two days. People have already gone to the building, Jiang Hao climbed to the top a few times. Hiding behind the wall stack, waiting for the last moment to come.

The sun got up a little bit from the east. At noon, there was no rest, and it set off towards the west. Jiang Hao was not in a hurry. As a sniper, the most needed thing was patience. They could be on the ground for the last shot. Lie down for two days and two nights without eating, drinking or smelling.

At about three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was finally movement.

A team of three or four hundred people came from the city and began to defend. A soldier was fought every 20 meters. Jiang Haoxin said that the old devils were coming, and a team of Japanese military officers stood by the road waiting to be greeted.

Jiang Hao looked over there with a 6x lens. The highest military rank was a major general. He guessed that it was likely to be the defending commander of Shanghai.

Jiang Hao's fingers moved slightly ~ www.novelhall.com ~ murmured: "If it's not for the old Matsui Devil, you are also a good target."

Two hours passed, and the setting sun shone on the ground, slowly changing from golden to red, and it was estimated that the mountain would fall in another hour. At this moment, a cavalry team suddenly came in front.

Four horses lined up in a row, moving forward uniformly. Jiang Hao's location was about 400 meters away from the line.

Behind,

Keep up with a convoy.

Jiang Hao's heart was stunned. Is the old devil going to ride a car into the city? I'm afraid he won't have a chance.

At this time, the welcoming team came forward, the team suddenly stopped, the Shanghai defense commander led the team, the door opened, and an old man with a military cap got out of the car. Jiang Hao looked through the sight and recognized the one at a glance. Old guy, it is the killer head Matsui Ishine.

The jūjíqiāng in Jiang Hao's hand aimed at Matsui Ishigen, groaning with qiāng and whispering to himself: "Aren't you the qiāng of the Teaching Corps? Do you want to take revenge for your former master? Don't drop the chain at critical moments."