After Brother Chen completed the counterattack, the Axe Gang began to invade the Crocodile Gang's territory.
Spit out whatever you have eaten from me, and return whatever you have taken from me!
In just a few hours, the Crocodile Gang's territory shrank from a size comparable to that of the Axe Gang to an area of three or four streets. This was because the people behind the Crocodile Gang believed that the remnants of the Crocodile Gang were still valuable and so they forcibly preserved them.
Xiao Feng stood in the last stronghold of the Crocodile Gang, looking at the Axe Gang members wandering outside, feeling extremely unhappy and angry, but he couldn't move now. No matter how great the hatred was, he had to hold it back for the sake of revenge in the future.
At the same time, in Pig Cage City, Ivan Vanko looked at the activator in front of him, which was nearly as big as a double bed, and smiled with satisfaction.
"Success, finally success. I didn't expect that the two of us could complete such a complex technological product in one day!" Ethan excitedly kept walking around the stimulator. He was so happy.
Hearing his words, Ivan Vanko's face turned cold, "Tony Stark can't do it! He can't do it!"
Ethan touched his face awkwardly after hearing this. This person was too sensitive right now. He was just saying it casually.
Ivan Vanko started the inspection again after he finished speaking. He couldn't stand Ethan praising Tony in any way, as that would make him inexplicably unhappy.
Busujima Saeko shook her head helplessly. These two people were like children who had not grown up at times. They were not mature at all.
But even though they succeeded, there was no progress on their own business, and the landlady was a bit stubborn.
Ding ding ding...
Busujima Saeko's alarm clock rang, and she glanced at the time. It was time to invite the landlady to dinner.
"You guys continue celebrating. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Busujima Saeko said as she pushed open the door and left the house.
"Ethan, do you think An's mission is different from ours?" Ivan Vanko said to Busujima Saeko who was leaving in a hurry.
"It's obvious that her mission is related to martial arts, otherwise she wouldn't find various excuses to contact the landlady all day long. She must have delivered afternoon tea three times today." Ethan said without turning his head. He had seen through it a long time ago.
"Why don't we help her? She has completed the main mission by herself anyway." Ivan Vanko suggested.
"Help? How?" Ethan asked. They were not familiar with the landlady at all and had hardly seen her.
Ivan Vanko waved mysteriously, and when Ethan came over, he began to whisper.
Ten minutes later, Busujima Saeko walked towards Sheng Ge's shop helplessly. The landlady once again rejected her dinner invitation.
Busujima Saeko saw the two of them staying in the room the entire afternoon and didn't hear any sound of cooking, but when she went to invite them just now, the landlady said that she had already eaten.
"Hey... If you don't want to go out, can you let me go downstairs to eat? I'm hungry." The landlord sat on the chair, not knowing what to say. He felt that his wife had started a quarrel with Busujima Saeko.
"There are leftovers on the table. Just heat them up yourself." The landlady said while reading the newspaper.
The landlord turned over on the sofa helplessly. He didn't want to eat at all. He just wanted to go out for a walk. He was almost suffocated by staying at home all the time.
Busujima Saeko came to Shengge's shop and heard the sound of sewing machines as soon as she entered.
"Brother Sheng, how are the clothes made?" asked Busujima Saeko.
"Ms. An, don't be impatient. Only slow work can produce fine work~" Brother Sheng waved his right hand and said with a smile.
"You misunderstood. I'm not here to urge you. Actually, I want to ask you if you know the landlady's figure?" Busujima Saeko dragged a stool and sat in front of Brother Sheng.
"Why are you asking about the landlady's figure?" Brother Sheng stopped what he was doing, and even his sissy tone was gone.
"I want to make a piece of clothing for her, too. I wonder if you can do it?" Busujima Saeko was ready to impress the landlady in another way. No woman can resist beautiful clothes. Beautiful clothes are a powerful weapon for women.
"Why are you giving this?" Brother Sheng asked. The landlady was actually quite nice to them. Although they were usually scolded, wasn't it normal to be scolded for failing to pay rent? The fact that she didn't kick them out was already enough of a favor.
Busujima Saeko hesitated for a moment, thinking that Sheng Ge had lived here for so long and must know the landlady better than she did.
"I want to tell you something, don't tell anyone. I think the landlady might know martial arts, and I want to learn from her, but she's probably in seclusion and doesn't acknowledge her identity..."
While Busujima Saeko was explaining, Sheng Ge's eyes turned to the clothes rack behind Busujima Saeko, on which were strung several iron rings made of fine iron.
"Brother Sheng? Brother Sheng?"
Busujima Saeko noticed that Sheng was a little distracted and called out to him twice.
"Oh, sorry, I was distracted. I feel the landlady is quite normal, just a little quicker in her hands and feet and a little louder in her voice. She doesn't look like she has any martial arts skills. You may have guessed wrong." Brother Sheng lowered his head to hide his expression and said.
"Maybe, but that's okay. If that's the case, the clothes can be considered a gift from me, after all, I've disturbed her so many times." Busujima Saeko said with a smile.
"Okay then, give me a few more days and I'll make you a set. Will I still use the most expensive material?" Brother Sheng asked.
"Yes, thank you for your help."
After paying the deposit, Busujima Saeko walked out of the tailor shop and suddenly felt something was wrong. As a tailor, how could Brother Sheng say that the landlady didn't seem to know martial arts, and he said it so confidently.
Unless... he knows what someone who knows martial arts looks like, or he himself knows it.
Busujima Saeko thought about it and looked at Brother Sheng through the window.
After watching for a while, I shook my head. Brother Sheng was just a normal person in every aspect. Maybe I was just overthinking it.
After Busujima Saeko left, Brother Sheng touched his wrist. He didn't know how long it had been since he last practiced the Hong family's Iron Wire Fist.
In addition, after what Busujima Saeko said, Sheng Ge did feel that the landlady was a bit like a fellow traveler. Although she usually gave people the impression that her movements were loose and her muscles were unstable, if you think about it carefully, sometimes the landlady's movements were indeed not something an ordinary person could do.
As he thought about it, Brother Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
They are all people who have taken refuge and lived in seclusion. What is the point of getting to the bottom of it? No matter how strong your martial arts are, they can't change the current world, nor can they bring peace back to the world. They can't even protect your family. In the end, it's just a side job.
Then the sound of the sewing machine rang out again.