The violent retaliation of the military commander completely exceeded the imagination of the Japanese.

On the night when Chen Hua was rescued, the Japanese troops were raided simultaneously at two contact points at Jing'an Temple and Yuyuan Road, resulting in five deaths and two injuries.

But this is just the beginning.

The Japanese agents who came to the rescue after hearing the news were attacked again on the way, killing two people again.

Overnight, the Shanghai Bund Public Settlement was in chaos.

The Japanese will never give up so easily.

All-out war.

If before, after the Japanese army occupied Shanghai, under the strong request of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau, both sides tried to maintain restraint, now they have no scruples.

It depends on who can persevere.

The Board of Directors of the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau was very worried about this situation and met with the responsible persons of China and Japan several times. However, both parties flatly denied the murder that occurred in the public concession.

No one would be stupid enough to admit that they did it.

"You must control yourself." Sir Greenwood, who was exhausted mentally and physically, said this: "I don't care when the war between China and Japan will end, but this is a public concession, and no one can

Start a war here."

"The war has already happened." This was Meng Shaoyuan's answer at the time: "Everyone knows how it happened. I hate war, but I am not afraid of war. Goodbye, gentlemen."

And this is Meng Shaoyuan's answer...

…

"Madam, we have been waiting at Lao Fu Ji for two days, and Meng Shaoyuan still hasn't shown up."

"Keep waiting, he will definitely go."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Do you remember all the photos?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"This is the only photo of Meng Shaoyuan that we can find, or was it obtained by Du Changshui for us. We must remember that if you see the person in the photo, shoot him without mercy! By the way, the person responsible for the assassination is the drunkard Yici?

"

"Madam, it's him."

"I heard that he likes to drink, and he almost delayed a mission?"

"That's right, madam, but this man's marksmanship is very accurate, and he is life-threatening. He does like to drink, but this time he brought a total of six people, four in the noodle shop and two outside. As long as Meng Shaoyuan shows up, he will definitely succeed.

Assassination."

"Tell them that as long as they can kill Meng Shaoyuan, each person will be rewarded 5,000 yen."

…

Yiji Qiancao has been staying at Lao Fu Ji Noodle House for two mornings.

He was very curious about the way these Chinese people eat noodles.

Three to four simple side dishes, a bowl of noodles per person, and white wine or rice wine can last all morning.

He couldn't help but try it.

It really has a unique flavor.

Especially when he imitated the Chinese and poured white wine into the noodles, he found that the noodles would not rot.

Amazing.

How did these Chinese invent this method?

Ijikinso doesn't like to drink rice wine. Chinese liquor is much stronger than Japanese sake, but Ijikinso likes it very much.

There were four people, and he ordered two bottles of wine.

His subordinates all advised him to drink less, but Iji Qiancao didn't care at all.

He told his men that the more he drank, the more accurate his gun would be.

Every alcoholic says this.

He was originally Akagi's subordinate. Since Akagi's death, no one can control his drinking...

…

The sun is very good today.

It had been raining for several days, and the sun rarely peeked out.

The old beggar sat there numbly, motionless, as if he was a statue.

It has been ten years. He has been begging here for ten years.

He doesn't have any legendary or troubled life experience, he is just an ordinary person.

Ten years ago, he came to Shanghai with his wife and children to seek life, but accidentally offended someone from the Qing Gang.

At that time, he had a bad temper and refused to bow to the Qing Gang.

As a result, his wife and children were put into sacks and thrown into the Huangpu River in front of him, and the five fingers of his left hand were also chopped off.

At that moment, he knew he was dead.

People are still alive, but their hearts are dead.

I watched my wife and children die in front of me.

But he must force himself to live.

His only wish is to find the murderer of his wife and children and personally avenge them.

So he always carried a sharp knife in his arms.

But in ten years, he has never encountered that bad guy.

A burst of laughter came.

The old beggar knew that it was those four people who came out.

The day before yesterday, they came to the store to drink, and today is already the third day.

Every time they came back after drinking, they would tease themselves.

Today is certainly no exception.

These four people are definitely not Chinese.

Two of them can speak Chinese very fluently, and two of them barely speak Chinese at all.

Yesterday, probably because it was getting late, one of them finally spoke up and persuaded me to leave quickly.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the old beggar could tell that his Chinese was very stiff.

A whiff of alcohol hit my nose.

Yiji Qiancao squatted in front of the old beggar, holding half of the remaining buns in his hand: "Do you want to eat today?"

When he saw the beggar on the first day, he decided to tease him to satisfy his boredom.

The strong always have to show their strength in front of the weak, especially in front of these Chinese people.

The old beggar nodded numbly.

"Then, follow me."

The old beggar stood up silently and followed them to a small alley next door.

Yiji Qiancao was also afraid of exposing his identity. Only in this place where no one was around did he feel at ease: "If you want to eat, just like yesterday, bark like a dog."

"Woof woof woof."

The old beggar learned how to bark like a dog without hesitation.

A burst of laughter came from the mouths of the four Japanese.

Half the bun was thrown to the ground.

The old beggar grabbed it.

However, Yiji Qiancao kicked him down.

The old beggar knew what was going to happen.

Four Japanese men punched and kicked him while laughing wildly.

The old beggar endured it, motionless and allowed them to torture him.

Finally, Yiji Qiancao had enough to vent, and pointed at the old beggar lying on the ground and said: "Pigs, these Chinese people are all pigs. They will give up any dignity just for a bite to eat."

They left.

The old beggar moved once, then again, and then he stuffed the bun that he had protected tightly into his mouth bit by bit.
To be continued...