Yanzhou.
An oil lamp was lit in a slightly dilapidated cave.
The small cave is very lively.
Patriot young people from all over the world are discussing enthusiastically.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were on a man who was making a generous speech.
"What is wo kou? A small country!"
"Since the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Japanese country has been crawling at the feet of my China."
"We have always been a small country for this since ancient times, but we have never been grateful for our hungry wolf, and we have always coveted our China."
"Yes, it's this small country that is now trying to swallow the elephant by snakes and invade our ancient country."
"Kill my compatriots and occupy our country's territory, so that our Chinese people will be slaves for generations!"
"Comrades, my ancient Chinese country has the beauty of five thousand years of seal clothes, and the inheritance of Yan and Huang has never been cut off for thousands of years!"
"Not before, not now, not in the future!"
"The great China has never fallen after storms!"
Fang Muheng waved his arm vigorously, "Fight, comrades, compatriots, use the blood of our generation to forge the infinite freedom and independence of China's future!"
"The great China will never fall!"
Wow!
A burst of warm applause rang out.
"Well said, Mu Heng!"
"Down with Japanese imperialism!"
"Expel the Japanese invaders!"
"Give me back the mountains and rivers!"
At this moment, a knock on the door came.
A young student wearing a blue gown pushed the door and came in, "Mu Heng, someone is looking for it."
"Everyone continue, I'll go back." Fang Muheng put down his speech, greeted everyone, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and left.
...
As soon as he left the door, he saw a very beautiful woman in red military uniform with short hair with ears and ears standing there.
Fang Muheng was stunned, and he rubbed his eyes.
"Shaoyao?" he asked in surprise.
"Brother." Cheng Min looked at Fang Muheng and smiled.
"Shaoyao, is it really you?" Fang Muheng was shocked. In the late night of the 20th year of the Republic of China, the eldest sister Shaoyao and her brother-in-law Xiong Jiahua disappeared, and there was no news.
He later asked about it from many sources, but there was no definite news.
Later there were rumors that the two were killed by spies from the State Government and their bodies were thrown into the Huangpu River.
The whole family of Fang was extremely sad and thought that the two were no longer alive.
Fang Muheng always remembers it, he is extremely sad.
Unexpectedly, Shaoyao was still alive, he was shocked and happy.
"Brother, it's me, I'm still alive." Cheng Min's eyes were filled with tears.
"That's great, it's great." Fang Muheng cheered happily and hugged his sister.
"Where is my brother-in-law? Is he okay?" Fang Muheng only saw his sister, but not his brother-in-law Xiong Jiahua. He asked happily and worriedly.
"Jiahua is fine, too, and is also in Yanzhou." Cheng Min said.
"Okay, okay, that's great." Fang Muheng was so excited that he couldn't speak.
"By the way, brother, my name is Cheng Min now." Cheng Min said.
"Cheng Min?" Fang Muheng was stunned for a moment, looked at his sister, and nodded, "Okay, Uncle Cheng, Aunt Su knows you well, so you should be happy."
After pausing, he sighed, "Uncle Cheng has a girl like this, so he should be very relieved. You are different. You are different from the guy Cheng Qianfan who sells the country and seeks glory."
"What's wrong with him brother?" Cheng Min blinked and asked in surprise.
"Well, you should know that he is your younger brother after all." Fang Muheng nodded.
The two came to sit down on the stone bench in the yard.
"Cheng Qianfan entered the French Concession Police Room and became a policeman." Fang Muheng said, "If he just became a policeman and had a bite of food, it would be fine, just..."
He looked at Cheng Min with a heavy expression, "As far as I know, Cheng Qianfan is amazing. He is greedy for money and lust, and he is extremely hated for revolution. He is a completely unscrupulous policeman."
Cheng Min opened her mouth and said nothing after all.
She had been worried about the life safety of her younger brother who was doing lurking work, but now she realized that compared with life safety, the most uncomfortable thing is that her younger brother has to suffer so much misunderstanding.
My younger brother has been enthusiastic, cheerful, kind, able to sing, dance, play accordion, draw, and speak in a good manner.
This is her extremely outstanding brother.
...
Shanghai.
Xia Feilu.
The night is as bright as ink.
Cheng Qianfan stood by the window on the second floor. He was dressed in a short dress, with a conch matte zipper inserted between his waist, and was playing with a German M4 grenade in his hand.
Haozi was holding a Mauser pistol in his hand and stood by him silently and alertly.
Looking outside from the window on the second floor, you can see Baicao Shop.
The pharmacy has closed.
"Go to do it." Cheng Qianfan said softly.
Haozi picked up the flashlight on the table, covered it with his hands, and turned it on and off three times in a row.
At the door of Baicao Medicine Shop, two men quietly came to the door and slapped the door of the medicine shop.
"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, open the door." Jiang Muzi cried.
"What are you doing?" A voice came from the room.
"Shopkeeper, my family is sick, come to get medicine, please open the door."
"It's closed, come tomorrow morning."
"Shopkeeper, okay, please help." Jiang Muzi whimpered, "I'll kneel down for you."
Jiang Laosan pinched his nose and cried, "Dad, is your mother going to die?"
"I said you don't understand human words? Go to the clinic when you are sick." The people inside were a little impatient.
The lights are on in the shop.
Jiang Mule made a gesture to Jiang Laosi beside him, "Come here."
...
"Okay, okay, my family is really sick." Jiang Mule continued to knock on the door.
The sound of opening the door latch sounded.
With a creak, the door was opened.
A pharmacy shop yawned and scolded, "I'm calling you a soul, I'll tell you tomorrow..."
As he said that, he looked down at the kneeling ginger mule.
In an instant, Jiang Muzi suddenly stood up and hit the other person's arms. The dagger in his hand puffed three times in a row.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Laosan rushed over from the side, hugged the man and covered his mouth.
The pharmacy shop guy was covered in his mouth and made a whimpering sound, and soon there was no movement.
The two of them went into the store, put the guy's body on the ground, and closed the door.
...
"What's the noise?" A man wearing big shorts and shirtless walked out yawning. Seeing this scene, he instantly widened his eyes.
Just shout out loud and warn.
puff!
Jiang Laosan rushed up directly, inserted a dagger into the other party's throat, and covered the other party's mouth.
Then he saw a man holding a gun behind the man.
He immediately pushed the body forward.
Bang!
A gunshot.
Bullets hit the corpse.
"You're so bad," Jiang Muzi cursed, pulled out his gun from his body, shot three times, and killed the man.
Gunshots broke the quiet night.
...
Drugstore backyard.
Huang San was awakened by the gunshots and quickly got up from the bed.
A southern pistol was pulled out directly from the bedside table drawer.
"Murai Kun, go quickly, the Chinese are coming in." A subordinate rushed into the room and shouted in panic.
Chapter completed!