Jiuju Zhenhong watched the other party leave, but there was no way to stop him.

She originally wanted to use this method to consume Pan Hongsheng's internal energy and wait for her subordinates to come to support her, but the other party obviously guessed her intention.

"Hmph! It's nothing! Pan Hongsheng, even if you avoid it for a while, you can't avoid it for a lifetime!" Jiuju Zhenhong's eyes showed anger for the first time.

Walking on the streets of Osaka, I saw crowds of people very prosperous.

Although Osaka is not as commercial as Tokyo and Nagoya, it is a historical city.

There are also the cannons of Tokugawa Ieyasu at that time in the center of Osaka. The descendants of Tokugawa Ieyasu and Toyotomi Hideyoshi were very happy to fight for the world, and the city was almost buried in artillery fire.

But what was unexpected was that the ancient buildings here were well preserved. Among the towering buildings, buildings with a strong Tang Dynasty charm could be seen everywhere.

Pan Hongsheng and Zhang Bowen walked on Osaka Street, but they felt a familiar culture.

Once upon a time, this is our culture, this is our glory.

But now we can only see it in other countries. Someone once joked: if you want to see the Song Dynasty culture, go to South Korea, go to the Tang Dynasty to Japan, and go to Taiwan in the Republic of China...

We lost our roots without any hesitation.

Japanese people coming and going all have a skill, that is, they can keep a distance from others in narrow streets, so that they can bow to each other when they meet.

For a country with a population of more than 200 million, this land area is really short of limits.

But in the limited space, they always maintain their own traditions and do not demolish their ancient buildings, but serve as unique scenery in the city.

In fact, more than 50% of the people walking on the street are foreigners and foreign tourists. These ancient buildings bring considerable tourism revenue to the city. Osaka is also a holy place for various Japanese snacks. Zhang Bowen is constantly attracted by various snacks on the street.

"Brother Sheng, do we really have to wait until dark?" He asked in a vague way while eating the squid burner, "That girl said that he would be better at night. Do you want to surrender me? Don't take risks..."

Pan Hongsheng gave him a blank look and said angrily: "Yes, I'm a little scared. Let's go back... Let her kill you again at noon tonight!"

"Don't let it go..." Zhang Bowen hurriedly handed it to Teppanyaki with his smile.

Pan Hongsheng was worried and had no taste of eating anything.

Although Osaka's squid teppanyaki is quite famous, he did not savor it carefully.

"Hello, thank you Guan Gu, it's a total of 1,600 yen..."

The voice of the proctor lady at the small teppanyaki stall was very soft, and Pan Hongsheng couldn't help but look up...

The thing in his mouth slid out suddenly - the girl's appearance... was exactly the same as Jiuju Zhenhong!

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Bowen saw him choked and quickly patted his back: "Did you see a beautiful woman..."

"Go aside!" Pan Hongsheng slapped him away and leaned closer to the girl.

Although Japanese girls are more bold and open-minded, they were frightened to see Pan Hongsheng's attitude, so they quickly protected their chests with both hands: "What are you...what are you going to do?"

Pan Hongsheng stared at her for a full minute, and suddenly pulled the other person's hair into his ear.

"What are you doing?" The owner of the food stall next to him stopped doing it, picked up the knife of the baking stuff and gestured: "Boy, give me some rules!"

"Sorry, sorry, he recognized the wrong person..." Zhang Bowen seemed more sensible and quickly stopped the old man and explained: "Your daughter looks particularly like a friend of his!"

"Don't do this!" The boss shouted angrily: "You irregular boys! You just have a few moves back and forth! Do you think I'm so fooled, old man?"

Pan Hongsheng also came to his senses at this time. He saw a scar on one side of the other person's cheek, which was the only difference between it and Jiuju Zhenhong.

He quickly apologized to the boss: "I'm really sorry, I really recognized the wrong person..."

While distinguishing, a few Japanese young men came over. They all dyed their hair and smoked in their mouths, and they were wearing black student outfits. They looked like high school students.

"Hey? Miss, you look like a friend of mine!" The person in the lead was sarcastic. Although he looked like he was not a big beard last year, he was very lush.

The bearded man squinted his eyes, stretched his hand to the girl's chest with one hand, and muttered something in his mouth: "Oh, your necklace is so beautiful..."

The boss's face immediately became nervous: "Everyone... please don't do this..."

"Go to you!" A tall curly man next to him kicked him away without saying a word: "Did our brother Sano talk to you?"

The boss dared not speak after being beaten, but he still pulled his daughter behind him like he used to pull his daughter behind him. His behavior was beaten again.

"We don't care?" Zhang Bowen looked at Pan Hongsheng and felt a little incredible.

"What do you think? Do you still need to ask?" Pan Hongsheng picked up the burning iron plate without saying a word and slammed it hard on the curly face!

Ao! Ah!

The curly face was immediately burned and bloody! The others were stunned. Pan Hongsheng's ruthlessness scared them out of fear in an instant, and a few of them had quietly retreated.

"Get out!" Zhang Bowen's words made several people's knees immediately weaken and a staggering rabbit ran away.

"Thank you..." The girl helped her father up and tears came out.

"It's really similar, it's so similar." Pan Hongsheng still didn't recall the taste. Jiuju Zhenhong's cruel image had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts, making him feel a little uncomfortable when facing such a girl with a very different personality but exactly the same personality.

The two were invited to visit the girl's house, but they saw that it was a very narrow apartment, and the walls of the room were made of semi-permanent cardboard. This kind of house material was to save money, but to prevent the harm of earthquakes.

Japan is a country with frequent earthquakes. Almost every adult has experienced one or several earthquakes. They seem to regard earthquakes as a natural phenomenon. If they don’t shake a few times a year, they will feel empty, lonely and cold.

In this environment, they have rich experience in earthquake defense, which is why Japan can achieve single-digit casualties and zero casualties in frequent large earthquakes.

On the one hand, it is because of technical equipment, and on the other hand, it is because of experience.

Zhang Bowen was curious and looked up at the walls. He saw that the cardboard wall was actually very tough, and it was really no different from ordinary walls.

The girl's name is Shenmuchun, and the boss's name is Shenmu Jingyuan. There are only two of them in the photo at home, which makes Pan Hongsheng feel something is wrong. Shenmu Jingyuan seems very grateful to the two of them for helping each other and specially made a table of hearty wine and dishes.

Japanese sake is very light and has very low alcohol content.

Pan Hongsheng and the boss drank a few drinks, and the other party was already red in his eyes and talked nonsense, but he and Zhang Bowen had not yet felt it.

Some Japanese students once complained that the Chinese wine style is too hard and the alcohol is too strong, which makes ordinary Japanese people unable to stand it.

Indeed, the wines here are mainly light and do not have the sauce-flavored and strong-flavored domestic famous wines that taste good, but they have a good appetizing and serving meals.

Zhang Bowen didn't care about anything else when he saw the food, and ate the seas.

The girl was pouring wine and adding vegetables at the same time, and it seemed that she had received good tutoring.

"Now Japanese girls don't know how to do housework, only Junko in our family is the best!" Shenmu Jingyuan drank too much, and her face turned red: "Do you know? Why doesn't she have a mother? Do you think I'm divorced, right? Treat me as the kind of person who can't afford to raise a wife, right?"

"No..." Pan Hongsheng smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Actually, I picked up Junko..." The boss said and actually started crying: "Hey! I have never married in my life, I just can't give up this daughter! I picked her up at the age of 29, and no woman has ever followed me in my life..."
Chapter completed!