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Chapter 90: No Spectators in China

The sound of gunfires went away and the battle subsided. The deceased rested in peace. Except for some artillery craters and blood stains that had not been covered, it also showed that there had been a battle here, and everything else was still the same, singing, dancing and dancing.

As the sun sets, in the west of Rizhao City, the bustling streets are lined with vendors doing small business, including barbecue and grilled fish. In the large teahouse under the simple shed, Liu Tianling casually wore a long gown, and the iron man next to him was swallowing melon seeds, Chai Fei and Ye Feng in small sips of tea, Li Yindai closed his eyes to rest. There were two other people, one Hu Sihai, and the other was Dong Zhen, the adjutant of Hu Sihai. This young man was not young, twenty years old, but his brain was good enough to graduate from university.

Hu Sihai sighed: "Boss Liu is too stingy. What tea should we treat? How good is it to eat meat?"

Liu Tianling University: "Haha, actually, Brother Sihai, you don't know. I'm so poor now that I'm almost tinkling. I've spent all my money in order to buy these families. Now more than 10,000 people are stuttering and eating every day, which is a big problem."

Hu Sihai nodded: "It's right, it's a big expense, I feel the same way. You still have so many cars, and fuel is also a problem."

"But don't worry, I promise that everyone's treatment will not change at all." Liu Tianling patted his chest and promised that in fact, there was a lot of oceans on hand, but there was still a lot of steel and oil. Are you afraid of not spending money with a red alarm base? It's just that because the cost of road construction was too high during this period, and there were also schools and investments in medical care, which one would invest in a lot of money.

"It's not this, it's not this, haha. Come on, have tea." Hu Sihai said hurriedly.

At this time, a woman came to the door of the teahouse. She was wearing a torn dress, her shoulders and heads were exposed, her hair was like a chicken coop, her eye sockets were deep, and her eyes contained vicissitudes. What kind of experience was such a woman in her thirties so vicissitudes.

As soon as the woman arrived, the waiter immediately became big: "I said to Sister Lin Er, why are you here again? Come on, get a steamed bun and go home to eat it."

The woman was not polite either. She took the steamed buns and ate them in a few bites, but she still left after eating.

"Sister-in-law Lin Er is not leaving yet."

Sister-in-law Lin Er shook her head: "Thank you for your steamed buns. This is the 31st time you have given me food. When I avenge my daughter and husband, I will definitely give you double the price."

"I beg you. I've told your story hundreds of times, and everyone was almost dizzy when I heard it."

Sister-in-law Lin sat at the door as if she hadn't heard it and said, "Who can avenge my baby and a man? My daughter went to the streets to buy vegetables two years ago. She was just a little bit better, but because she looked a little better, she was snatched away by the people of Fengying Guild Hall and became a woman to pick up customers. He was only thirteen years old that year. The child's father went to look for him, but was beaten and dragged back halfway. Later, Zhao Batian said that the child's father disrupted public order and was arrested to work in the mine for a year, but he died in the mine."

The waiter said: "Zhao Batian is dead, many of his accomplices die, you are revenge."

Sister-in-law Lin Er said angrily: "Nonsense, my daughter is still picking up customers in Fengyinglou. I want to rescue her from the sea of ​​fire. The brothel thugs who were killed by thousands of swords are not dead yet."

"I said you are endless. People have said that your daughter was voluntarily, otherwise why wouldn't she escape by herself if she was there for so long?"

"Your daughter only volunteered. Are you talking to someone?" Lin Er's sister-in-law stood up and cursed the waiter with a hunchback.

The waiter had nothing to say and wanted to drive people forcibly. Liu Tianling stretched out his hand: "Slow up, sister-in-law of the Lin family, what's wronged? I'll make the decision for you."

Sister Lin Er looked at Liu Tianling and others wearing ordinary clothes. The official asked weakly: "Who are you?"

"We are Chinese, and we must take care of things that are inequality."

Sister-in-law Lin sighed and said, "The boss behind Fengying Building is an oriental. You seem to be from other places and are not local officials, so don't worry."

"Since it's a brothel run by an American, we have to pay more attention. Who made me Chinese?" Liu Tianling said.

Sister-in-law Lin said gratefully: "If the Chinese were so united, my daughter would not have been snatched away by the Japanese in the street. Forget it, you can go. China is all spectators in Lu Xun's works, and there is no bloodiness."

Liu Tianling said: "Lu Xun was farting, and he could write some tricks. The motivation method was wrong, and he could fulfill his wish."

As they were talking, three Japanese ronin came staggeringly on the street outside the store, with short knives on their waists and meat skewers in their hands, walking while eating, but it was obvious that they were drinking high, and they were so tall.

A little girl who praised the basket selling fruits could not dodge and was blocked by three Japanese ronin.

"Miss Flower, Miss Flower."

"The benefits are huge when you go back with us."

The other one took out a handful of money: "What kind of fruit should I sell? Be my little wife."

This little girl had never seen this scene at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and she was scared to death.

"Haha, Miss Hua is crying. Let's take it back and enjoy us." The three ronin planned to grab people in the street.

Dozens of Chinese people were surrounded by men, women, old and young, but without exception, their necks were stretched out very long, as if many ducks were pinched by invisible hands and held upwards.

Liu Tianling in the teahouse said: "Who are you going to awaken these ignorant spectators?"

"I'll go." Dong Zhen volunteered, rushed to the street and shouted: "You spectators, see how ugly you are.

The neck was stretched very long, as if many ducks were pinched by invisible hands, and were lifted upwards."

Everyone looked at Dong Zhen like a madman, and some even asked, "What is this guy talking about? Could it be that he is crazy about gaining and losing."

The ronin shouted coldly: "Boy, get away, or you'll die."

Liu Tianling shook his head at Lin Er's sister-in-law: "It seems that you are also a scholar. I didn't expect to be misled by Lu Xun. My Chinese children have always had many heroes, but the way to awaken them is wrong."

Sister Lin Er was dissatisfied: "What can you do to awaken the numb spectator?"

Behind Liu Tianling, Chai Fei walked out: "Look at me."

Chai Fei walked to the street, glared at everyone, and cursed: "Next to the door, the dogs are standing like dead wood, look at the bears, look at you, you are so disgusting. Do you touch your own eggs? It's a man who beats these little guys to death."

When everyone heard this, they felt their crotch tightening and cursed angrily: "The three birds dare to be arrogant and beat them to death."

"Dare to snatch a woman from our territory and kill her."

The originally weak sheep suddenly turned into a wolf with exposed fangs. Everyone rushed up. Some beat them with fruits, some beat them with sticks. Some stepped on them with their feet, and some put them on their heads. Three minutes later, the ground was in a mess. Three ronin fell to the ground, weak, and tears and snot. They were beaten extremely miserably, like a hawker beaten by a temporary worker.

Liu Tianling turned to look at Lin Er's sister-in-law: "Did you see it? There are no spectators in China, and some are passionate people."

Lin Ersao's hunched body suddenly became a little straight, and her eyes became more and more enlightened: "So, as long as it is a Chinese, you can help me rescue my daughter from the Japanese brothel."

"That's right. That's right. If you don't believe it, go out and shout and see if anyone can help you." Liu Tianling encouraged.

Sister Lin came to the door of the store and moved a chair to stand tall: "All neighbors, all elders. I am the second sister of the Lin family. You have been old neighbors for decades. My daughter was snatched by the Japanese ronin who have been killed these days to Fengying Hall. Who can help me rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering and also rescue other women they snatched?"

Everyone was speechless and silent for a moment. At this time, an old man said, "Friends and neighbors, Rizhao is our Rizhao, not the Japanese. They have opened several foreign businesses here, and there are dozens of guns. We have been swallowing our anger for more than ten years. The more we give in, they will not treat us as human beings."

"Yes, that's it. Old and young men, everyone is the man who searches the guys."

The whole alley was in full swing, and the men went home to fuck the guys one after another. More than ten minutes later, some people were holding wooden sticks and some were holding feces forks. People who couldn't find anything picked up two bricks from the ground.

The crowd rushed towards Fengying Hall like a tide. Sister Lin shouted in front of him, leading more and more people to join the team.

Liu Tianling and others did not move, and Hu Sihai worried, "The Japanese have always been arrogant. With so many people over, I'm afraid they will shoot and injure people. If they don't do it properly, they will kill people."

"Haha, don't those literati and poets say that Chinese people have no blood? Isn't this bloody?"

Hu Sihai scratched his head: "That is because the people in power are afraid of the people causing trouble, so they deliberately erased the people's bloodiness."

"This is the reason, but today I can also teach everyone a lesson to understand that the Japanese are still bullying our compatriots on our country. This Fengying Guild Hall was opened by the Japanese and local underground forces and is part of the Inoue Foreign Company. Do you know what the background of the Inoue Foreign Company?" Liu Tianling asked.

"I don't know, I don't think the Japanese have anything good to do anyway." Hu Sihai said.

Liu Tianling: "Inoue Foreign Affairs is actually a secret contact point for the Japanese Kanto Army Black Dragon Association in Rizhao. It sells big opium, acquires rare domestic cultural relics, bribes and cultivates pro-Japanese forces, and prepares for the future invasion of our China."

"No, no, where is it possible? Japan, a small country, and a few broken islands, can invade our great China power." Hu Sihai didn't believe it.

Liu Tianling didn't say much, after all, the Japanese's intentions were not obvious at this time. After three or five years, everyone will understand that history cannot be completely changed by Liu Tianling.
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