Chapter 498 Headshot Pu Yi

"Ye, are you sure you can purchase military supplies?" William was overjoyed and confirmed again and again.

Ye Luo nodded and said: "Yes, but we have to go to the British Army Station in Tianjin to make a decision."

"That's great. I'll take you to see those military supplies tomorrow." William was determined. In a few months, he would be transferred out of Tianjin and go to France to serve as the resident consul. If the things here If he couldn't take it away or sell it, he would lose a lot of money.

If Ye Luo could take over the offer, he would be willing to do it even if the price was lower, as long as it was higher than the principal's bid.

After talking about this small business, Ye Luo merged into the conversation at the dinner table.

At this time, Puyi was actively communicating with Duan Qirui and others, hoping that they could contribute money and efforts to help him restore his power.

However, Duan Qirui and the others had long since given up on the former Qing emperor. They were fishing for him without a word, all their eyes were on Ye Luo. When Ye Luo stood up, they joined the foreigners in toasting to Ye Luo, as if he was the only one He is the general owner here.

Pu Yi felt more and more aggrieved, but had no choice but to apologize, and asked Wanrong to act as a maid for Ye Luo, serving and pouring wine.

"Second Young Master, I'd like to give you a drink, Haoran." Puyi couldn't really join in their chat, so he had to "aggrieved" himself and came to Ye Luo with a glass of wine and toasted him.

"Mr. Pu, thank you for your hospitality today. It's my turn to toast you with this glass of wine." Ye Luo stood up and drank it all in one gulp. When the glass was empty, Wanrong took the red wine bottle and helped him refill it. He gave Pu Yi a glass in return.

The atmosphere at the wine table was quite lively. Soon, the dignitaries and celebrities at other tables came to chat with him and toast him, and inquired about the purpose of Ye Luo's trip.

Pu Yi clung to Ye Luo's side like a mangy dog. Whoever came over to offer a toast, he would also drink with him, and those people had no choice but to chat with him a few more words and say something nice to make Pu Yi feel comfortable.

After three rounds of drinking, Ye Luo was quite sober, but Pu Yi was drunk.

"Second, second young master, are you having fun tonight?" Puyi's face turned red, smelling of alcohol, and he was on the verge of collapse. Wenxiu on the side quickly came over to help him, but he pushed him away, "I, I still have I haven’t said a lot to you.”

"Enjoy yourself. This meal is the most enjoyable one since 1930." Ye Luo followed his words and smiled, then glanced at Wenxiu and asked her to continue supporting Pu Yi, "Mr. Pu, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Others at the wine table were also slightly tipsy and looked over curiously.

Puyi chuckled, moved a stool and sat next to Ye Luo with Wenxiu's support, looked at him mysteriously, and asked: "Second, Second Young Master, what do you think I want to say?"

"Haha, I wouldn't have guessed." Ye Luo looked at his drunken state and felt something was wrong.

"Your Majesty, you are drunk, why don't you come earlier?" Wen Xiu asked softly.

"Go, go, do you have the right to speak here?" Puyi pushed Wenxiu away impatiently, stretched out his hand to hook Ye Luo's shoulder, and smiled affectionately, "I, I heard that the second young master is, in Shanghai. The richest person in the world, this wealth and fame far surpass Kong Xiangxi and Song Ziwen, but it is just... just short of breath."

"Mr. Pu is joking, how can I compare with Minister Kong and Minister Song?" Ye Luo didn't want to know how bad he was. With Pu Yi like this, I'm afraid a dog wouldn't be able to spit out ivory from its mouth.

"Why, why can't they be compared? Song Ziwen and Kong Xiangxi are just relying on the power of the traitor Jiang Guangtou. How can they compare with the second young master in terms of ability? I, the great Qing Dynasty, have reached this stage now. Everyone says that I have run out of energy, but you see, everyone here still has to respect me as 'Emperor Puyi'."

Puyi didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. He took advantage of the drunkenness and openly said to Ye Luo,

"After leaving the palace, I lived in a Japanese mansion for a few days. When I arrived in Tianjin, I became more and more convinced day by day that Japanese friends would be the first foreign aid for my future restoration! Here, I wooed warlords, bribed politicians, and appointed guest ministers Nothing works. Only if they treat me sincerely, if the second young master is willing to help me. If you and I work together, this country can be divided."

His voice was so low that only Ye Luo could hear it, but words such as "Japanese" and "help me" in his words entered the ears of others intermittently. Regardless of whether they were drunk or not, everyone else suddenly woke up. , looking at the two people with ugly expressions.

Japanese Minister Yoshizawa Kenkichi had the ugliest expression on his face. He felt that Puyi was really embarrassed in his important role, but he had no better candidate to support him.

"Mr. Pu is really drunk. Madam Wenxiu, please send him back to the house." Ye Luo pushed Pu Yi away from him with a smile on his face, but everyone could see that there was a thorn in his smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon." Wenxiu was the one who heard it more clearly. He was so frightened that he wanted to help Puyi.

Still pushed away by Pu Yi.

"Second Young Master, I, I'm really not drunk." Puyi still wanted to defend.

"Duang——"

Wanrong's hand was empty, and the red wine bottle she was holding suddenly disappeared. When she saw it again, the red wine bottle had turned into colorful fragments and scattered around the wine table.

After the loud noise, the originally bustling hall suddenly became quiet.

Ye Luo still held the slender mouth of the wine bottle in his hand. The bright red wine mixed with blood fell from Puyi's head. He was stunned. He didn't even realize that he had been shot in the head, and he didn't feel much pain.

Because it happened so fast, Wu Peifu, who was sitting closest, did not react. Wanrong was also dumbfounded, but Ye Luo was still smiling.

"Are you awake now?" Ye Luo threw half of the wine bottle on the table.

Now, who dares to continue eating?

The guests at other tables were also stunned.

Isn't this too reckless?

"Your Majesty!" Lu Zongyu was the first to react, and before he shouted, he was stared back at his seat by Ye Luo's fierce eyes.

He didn't dare to move.

"I, I'm hissing -" Pu Yi didn't know whether to scream first, answer Ye Luo's question first, or call someone to punish the perpetrator.

Because this thing was too sudden, too incredible, and too outrageous.

Even for the last emperor, who was known to everyone as a good-for-nothing, no one had ever dared to humiliate him in front of him, let alone beat him in front of him like this.

The emperor's majesty was still there to some extent, and his status prevented him from being the same as a commoner.

The foreigners in the concession looked down on him, but most of them were still willing to give him face.

There are still a group of retired veterans in Tianjin who worship him as a god.

That's why he dared to be so unscrupulous and test Ye Luo's feelings through drunkenness.

Unexpectedly, this test actually triggered Ye Luo's violent temper.

In fact, Ye Luo never thought about shooting Pu Yi in the head before taking action, but when he waved the bottle, many memories suddenly came to his mind.

An unknown Japanese female assassin assassinated him at the Richa Hotel. Finally, he sent the body to the gate of the Japanese consulate with the words "Falled leaves return to their roots, let bygones be bygones";

When his Dragon Tiger Rendan competed with Rendan from Suzuki Hospital, Morishita Hiroshi openly produced an autographed letter from the Class-A war criminal Shigemitsu Gui in an attempt to recruit him. In the end, he pulled a gun to his head and gave in;

Before leaving for the United States, the Japanese invaders tried to use Jin Bihui and Zhang Wanlin to disrupt the layout of their Ye's Clothing Company. The last one was slept with by them and became rbq, and the other was captured by Dai Li and given as a gift;

In more than twenty-three years of rebirth, Ye Luo has been timid, afraid, cried, failed, and discouraged, but he has never allowed the Japanese invaders to gain any advantage from him.

You, Puyi, just go to rectify the puppet Manchukuo, but you insist on dragging me into the gang, what do you mean?

Do you really think that my second young master’s title was bought with money?

"Mr. Pu, I forgot to tell you that I really, really hate the Japanese. I want to eat their flesh and drink their blood."

Ye Luo said and glanced at Fangze Qianji, who was so frightened that he almost left the table.

He had long heard from many internal agents that Ye Luo had an inexplicable hatred of Japan. Even though he had gone to Tokyo to study and was even invited to be a professor at Tokyo Imperial University, he was still extremely hostile to them.

Internal speculation is that because of the assassination and the subsequent interference with his business, he hated the Japanese very much. For this reason, he specifically asked the agents in Shanghai not to provoke him anymore, and to restrain himself in business so as not to offend Ye.

But no one told him what he should do now that he was knocked on the door like this. (End of chapter)