Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 102

  Chapter 102 New Business Partner

  The two Japanese pilots who bowed their heads lowered their heads even lower, their legs were trembling, and their bodies were a little unable to support and wanted to fall down.

  The Japanese pilot with his eyes closed trembled when the gunshot fired, and then he turned his body slightly as if he wanted to make sure that he had been shot.

   It wasn't until the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground nearby that he was sure that he hadn't been shot, and closed his eyes even tighter.

   Looking at the Japanese pilots in front of him, Fang Lang suddenly felt a little bored. The two were a little tougher just now, so Fang Lang shot and killed them without hesitation.

  If these three people can also be a little tougher, Fang Lang will definitely shoot them without hesitation to vent his emotions.

  But seeing their performance now, it seems that they are bullying them by themselves. Let yourself be a little boring.

  At this moment, the gunfire on the bow deck also attracted the attention of the guests on board. Qiu Ze and Qiu Yuyizheng walked over anxiously, accompanied by the bosun of the House.

   Still screaming incessantly:

   "Mr. Fang, keep someone under the gun. Keep someone under the gun!"

   Behind them were two soldiers with guns, obviously ordered to monitor them.

  Looking at being blocked by naval soldiers surrounded by the remaining three Japanese soldiers, Fang Lang looked cold, looked at the two with a little doubt, and said:

   "You two, what's the matter? Kill a few Japanese, do you have any opinions?"

  Looking at Fang Lang's cold face, Qiu Ze repeatedly waved his hands and said:

   "Mr. Fang, that's not what I mean. I wonder if we can have an interrogation first. After the interrogation, you can do whatever you want."

  Fang Lang wanted to interrogate these Japanese at the beginning, and torture them by the way. However, the nameless anger that had just suddenly risen directly wiped out the desire to torture them.

  He just wanted to kill them and calm down his emotions.

  However, after killing an officer and a diehard who was not clamoring about the Geneva Conventions, the nameless anger in his heart has gradually subsided.

   I feel that killing prisoners is really boring, it is better to kill them on the battlefield with real swords and guns.

   Only by killing like this can the hatred in my heart be relieved. Unfortunately, I have no chance now. I can't bring a boat of people to the land and kill them regardless.

   This is not killing the enemy at all, but death, because they have no way to break through the shore fire defense.

   wanted to interrogate them, but he had nothing to ask. Since the two military commanders want it, then give it to them!

  Fang Lang raised his hand to signal the soldiers to get out of the way, and said to the two:

   "There are three more, I'll send you off. After the interrogation, you can figure it out yourself! You can contact your people, and they will come to pick you up tomorrow morning. We are also going back to Okinawa."

  Hearing Fang Lang's words, Zhong Ze said with surprise on his face:

   "Really? Thank you so much. We must report to our superiors and thank the Allies for their selfless help."

   "Don't let your thanks stay on your lips. If you really want to thank me. After you finish your work here, come and find me at night. I have a business to talk to you about."

  Looking at the two members of the national army who were the only ones he had contact with, Fang Lang remembered the plan he was going to implement. Who else is more suitable to be a human trafficker than military commanders?

   No, it is not a human trafficker, but a labor intermediary.

   His eyes lit up involuntarily, and he spoke directly.

  Zhong Ze heard that Fang Lang asked him to go to him at night, and for some reason, he suddenly felt his chrysanthemum tighten. But I can only bite the bullet and agree.

  Fang Lang didn't care about the reaction of the two of them, and turned and left directly.

   After watching Fang Lang leave, both of Zhong Ze breathed a sigh of relief. I always feel that my compatriot's emotions just now are a bit wrong, but I can't tell what's wrong.

   What the two of them didn't know was that at the same time, the crew of the House who had been guarding around were also relieved.

  Fang Lang's performance today really made everyone a little scared. The look of killing people is like killing chickens, leaving an indelible influence on everyone.

  The crew of the House, although they are all soldiers, and have also experienced naval battles.

  However, this is also the first time that Fang Lang has seen Fang Lang headshot two enemies so casually at close range.

   When the skull was lifted and red and white things flowed out, several marine soldiers almost vomited.

  The momentum exuding from Fang Lang at that time made not only a few Japanese prisoners feel uneasy, but soldiers who experienced this kind of scene for the first time also trembled in their calves.

  Strength of composure for fear of being shot by Fang Lang himself.

  The aftermath of this incident is that all the crew members of the House, when they saw Fang Lang later, unconsciously began to feel a little afraid.

   Later, this matter was known to the entire First Fleet and even the entire Brazilian Navy. Fang Lang, a seemingly very talkative officer, is actually an out-and-out butcher. Killing people is as random as killing chickens.

  Although some people thought that Fang Lang was massacring prisoners, no one dared to make any comments in public.

  This made Fang Lang's reputation unable to reach the level that could stop children from crying at night, but it also made the entire Brazilian navy respect him.

  The interrogation of the three Japanese by Zhong Ze and the others became extremely smooth, and the guy who kept his eyes closed seemed to be silent.

  In addition, the two of them are like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, answering whatever they ask.

   There was even a rush to answer, which made Zhong Ze and the others very uncomfortable. When did the Japanese become so honest.

   And the Japanese pilot, who kept his eyes closed, saw that the two had said everything, and seemed a little worried that if he didn't say anything, he would be dragged to the target.

   gradually joined in, maybe this is what people often say about following the crowd!

  Of course, Fang Lang no longer cares about what happened here.

   Now his mind has returned to the bombing of the US military, although the effect of the bombing cannot be seen.

  However, after seeing the first wave of fleet turn around, the second wave of fleet came soon.

   Fang Lang knew that the Japanese freighters and warships in Shanghai were hopeless. Maybe after this wave of bombing, the ports in Shanghai did not know how long it would be before they could be put into use again.

   After all, with so many cargo ships sinking in the port, it would take no one to know how long it would take to clean them up.

   Fang Lang, who was bored, shook his head, left the matter to the deputy captain Reina, and went back to the captain's room to rest.

  After dinner, Zhong Ze and Qiu Yuyi, accompanied by Adjutant Qi Qingshan, came to Fang Lang's captain's room.

   Looking at the two people standing in front of them who were a little uneasy, Fang Lang was not polite, and said directly:

   "I know that you are members of the military command and have great power in the government. I have a business and I want to talk to you or your chief."

  When Zhong Ze heard this, he quickly said flatteringly:

   "Sir, please do not hesitate to tell us what you have ordered. We will do it for you if we need it. If we can't do it, we will report it to our superiors, and we will help you do it."

   Fang Lang smiled, picked up the cigar on the ashtray, took a big puff, and exhaled the smoke before saying:

   "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's actually very simple for your military commander. I have some industries in Brazil and want to recruit some Chinese workers to work in the past.

  I have already contacted the Hongmen of the United States, as soon as the war is over, they will start recruiting people for me.

  I need more manpower, tens of thousands is not too little, and hundreds of thousands is not too many.

  Since we met once, I will give you such a fortune. "

   Zhong Ze didn't speak this time, but Qiu Yuyi, who had never spoken much, spoke after being exposed.

   "Sir, I seem to have heard this matter from a brother in the door. It turns out that this is your old business! You are really generous."

   As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb.

  Fang Lang didn't expect that Qiu Yuyi was also a member of the Hongmen, so he couldn't help but smiled and said:

   "Unexpectedly, brother Qiu turned out to be a member of the Hongmen. Has this matter started to work now? I don't know how it will work."

   Hearing that Fang Lang called himself Brother Qiu, Qiu and Yi were so happy that they almost couldn't find Bei.

   Hastily waved his hands and said:

   "Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it, Chief Fang loves it. Now this matter has spread throughout Hongmen, and every hall is gearing up.

   After all, it costs five dollars to introduce a laborer, which is a huge sum of money. It is estimated that it will break its head by then. "

   I didn't expect that Hongmen of the United States would quote five dollars to China. This intermediary's commission is really ruthless.

  But Fang Lang didn't mind, he smiled and said:

   "After all, this is a civil behavior, and the two of you can be regarded as members of the public family. How about talking about money? It's a little inappropriate. My opinion is, how about exchanging penicillin?"

   When the two of them heard Fang Lang's words, their eyes lit up with gold. Penicillin is a good thing!

  Because of the Japanese blockade, the price of penicillin in China was sky-high. It was worth two hundred dollars a bottle in the United States, and the price in China had at least tripled.

  The reason why Fang Lang proposed to exchange penicillin was because he was unwilling to give money and was used by the government to buy arms and weapons to fight the civil war.

  As for penicillin, even if government officials resell it, it must be kept in the country for use, and the people who are treated must be Chinese.

   In this way, at least a lot of Chinese people can be killed, and more seeds can be left for the nation.

   This is also Fang Lang's original intention of establishing a penicillin factory. The output of the factory will be sent to China in the next four to five years.

  Even if the war is over, they are planning to transport these life-saving medicines continuously through the Xiangjiang River.

   At this moment, Zhong Ze spoke.

   "Are you serious about Mr. Fang's words? I don't know how much you charge per bottle of penicillin."

   Fang Lang smiled and said:

   "Everyone is compatriots, don't worry! I will give you a bottle of penicillin at the ex-factory price of two hundred dollars. That is, for every forty workers you introduce to me, I will give you a bottle of penicillin."

   At first glance, forty people can exchange for a bottle of penicillin, which seems excessive. However, if the national government were to purchase at this price, it would not be available at all.

  Fang Lang was even a little worried, whether the government would directly arrest the entire population of the entire village for this drug.

   They can really do this kind of thing, but even if they do, Fang Lang won't mind.

   After all, the lives of human beings in this period are not as good as dogs. Although they all have to leave their hometowns, at least it is a way to survive.

  (end of this chapter)

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