Walking out of the Japanese Consulate, there was a clear sky and bright sunshine in front of me. Harf, the chief inspector of the French Concession, nodded to Huang Jinrong with satisfaction and said: "You did a good job. I also read the accounts. There may be some misunderstandings. As for Harry Wen

Regarding the matter, he is too young and too impulsive, and he is very impetuous at work, so you have to forgive him. I have received the things you sent, and I will leave it as it is."

Huang Huangrong's heart was finally relieved until now, but before he could speak, Harry next to him let out a strange sound and said in a sharp voice: "But didn't Inspector Huang have the opportunity to put those things away that day?

Do you want to kill him? If he had done things neatly that day, they wouldn't have run away, and there wouldn't be the troubles he has today. Doesn't he still have merit?"

Harf turned his head and glared at Harry sternly and said: "Thanks to Inspector Huang this time, if he hadn't informed me in time that this group of people was going to harm you, you would have been beaten to death.

People on the street don’t know what’s going on. These people are all desperadoes, and there is a deep-rooted logic in their Chinese minds, that is, if you touch their women, they will kill you, do you understand?”

This was said overtly and covertly, openly for Huang Huangrong to see, but in the dark Harry also knew that the so-called reprimand was just a show, so he didn't take it seriously, and even said angrily with a stiff neck: "Then we just tolerate it like this?

You want to give the Japanese the credit for wiping out the gangsters in the public settlement in vain? Why? I also want to lead people to participate in their actions."

Harf pondered for a moment, then turned around and patted Huang Jinrong on the shoulder and said: "Let Harry lead a group of detectives, just the group of bald guys. The seventy people are all experienced veterans, and they will cooperate with the Japanese

People take action. In addition, I will go and manage the newspaper office and let the newspaper also take note of the aspects of our French Concession. I can always rest assured that I will leave the matter to you." Quenching Blood Mountains and Rivers 18

After the explanation, the driver opened the car door, and Harv and Haliwen walked away. Seeing the car turning the corner, Huang Huangrong took a fierce breath on the ground and muttered to himself with raised eyebrows.

: "You bastard, sooner or later I will deal with you severely. If you take mine, send it back to me, if you eat mine, spit it out. These five hundred taels of gold will be on your father and son's heads, and nothing will change.

Turn it over, I will let you personally deliver it to me when the time comes!"

Harf naturally did not see Huang Huangrong's hysteria. Sitting in the car, he taught Haliwen earnestly and said: "Huang Huangrong, the watchdog is still very useful now. After all, he is Chinese and can get through Shanghai."

Heaven and earth line. This is a hard and dangerous job, why do you have to take it away and do the hard work yourself? What we earn is money. If we knock on it every now and then, money will naturally come to our door. The Chinese are making revolution now, do you think the concessions are there?

Will it last for a long time? In less than thirty years, we will all go back to our hometowns in despair. The large-scale world economic crisis in Europe has not yet spread to the Far East. We still have rights in our hands, so we must take advantage of now to make money desperately.

It’s a serious matter.”

Although money is vulgar, it is the foundation for people to settle down and live a life. Nothing is too much. So it is not only Harf who has this idea, but also Asano Morikawa.

Captain Asano Morikawa's hometown is in Hokkaido. From the time he was born until he was a junior high school student, Mr. Lu never had a meal of real white rice. The first bowl of white rice he had in his life was when he came to the Shanghai Concession two years ago.

That moment is still fresh in Asano Morikawa's mind. At that time, he was so moved that tears filled his eyes. He excitedly asked the people around him to find out that this shiny and fragrant rice actually came from Manchuria.

Asano Morikawa had never been to Manchuria, but he was very impressed by this place name. He knew that the blood of 100,000 imperial troops during the Russo-Japanese War was soaked in that land, and that Manchuria was fertile and vast, with an area exceeding several Japans.

From Asano Morikawa's point of view, the incompetent Chinese people simply do not deserve to own such rich land.

As a passionate patriot of the "Jinyu Society", Asano Morikawa hoped that he could do his part to occupy Manchuria even at the cost of his life, so he kept applying for transfer to the Kwantung Army. Unfortunately, Consul General Takasaki Miyaichi of the Consulate General in the Concession never agreed.

For this mission of encircling and suppressing bandits, Huang Huangrong also sent fifty taels of gold to Asano Morikawa. This was nothing in Huang Jinrong's eyes, but to Asano Morikawa, it was the most money he had ever seen in his life.

, couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by Cai Ling, he accepted the gold without even thinking about the consequences and agreed to cooperate with the action.

What's more, from Asano Morikawa's point of view, this matter was nothing. He didn't believe that a few gangsters dared to act violently in front of the Imperial Japanese Army? In Asano Morikawa's impression, as soon as the Imperial Japanese Army arrived, Mao

’ The thieves and bandits must have immediately raised their hands and surrendered.

Although Asano Morikawa realized that the opponent was armed and could not force his way in, there was only one word in his mind: "attack". Asano Morikawa was a typical Japanese soldier who only had one thing in his mind.

"From Lu You to Lu Shi, they all learned how to attack. Even if they go to mainland China for further studies, what they can learn is still offensive. For a qualified Japanese army officer, what is defense? Can it be eaten?

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Therefore, Asano Morikawa had no intention of formulating any offensive and defensive plan at all, and Harry was even more so. He found Asano Morikawa arrogantly, and the two made a hasty agreement, and they returned to the south of the street to patrol the French concession to patrol the plainclothes detectives.

Japanese military police in the Beiguiri Concession.

In addition to plainclothes detectives, Khalivan also brought dozens of newspaper reporters and even a confidante in his convertible Mercedes-Benz R22 car. It seems that Khalivan decided that he was the

He came here for the limelight, posing back and forth in front of reporters, all pointing to Jiangshan's heroic gestures, but when displayed on him, people couldn't help but laugh.

Asano Morikawa didn't even bother to watch Harry's monkey show, let alone the patrol detectives in the French Concession, and he didn't even pay attention to the French army with more than 400 people in the battalion stationed in the French Concession.

In Asano Morikawa's view, the French's combat effectiveness was no more than a chicken or a dog. Give him a team of seventy people, and he could end the battle in an hour, and he wouldn't have time to fool around with Harry. Seeing that the time was almost up, Asano

Morikawa waved his hand and sent his men to the alley.

Harry here didn't take this matter seriously at all. He was sitting in the car with his feet up, and he inserted one hand into the clothes of his "confidante" and rubbed it without hesitation.

He pinched it, held the cigar in one hand, chewed his jagged little yellow teeth and shouted: "Bald head, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Follow me."

The bald man was unwilling to give in and clenched his fists secretly, but in the end he said nothing and gritted his teeth and led his people to the alley.

Looking at the brothers beside him, the bald man whispered: "Be more careful, it's not worth losing your life for this kind of thing!"

Next to the bald man was a detective with a ghostly head and toad eyes. His bulging eyes stared excitedly: "It's just not worth it! Boss, how can that bastard red guy yell at us? It's amazing that we won't wait for you."

Yes, he is just a patrol detective and he is not only proud of his ancestors, but also stabs the backbone of ordinary people behind his back. We seven-foot men do not seek to be famous all over the world, and we cannot live with a reputation!"

The bald man raised his leg and kicked the ghost-headed toad-eyed man on the lower back and said: "You are so upright and upright in front of me, but I don't know what your little kid is thinking? You are drunk and drunk, and you are like "

"Mysterious", you revolt when you have money, you forget to write when you pick up your pen, you have one damn advantage, as soon as you see the bitch in Guaizi Alley, your eyes will turn into glass bulbs! No matter what you say, you have to bite the bullet today.

Go up, let your people follow quickly, don't let the Japanese get too far behind."
Chapter completed!