Ma Jianwei watched quietly. He didn't know Li Shiji. There were many people inside, and that was his target. Looking left and right, they were all old men, almost all wearing court uniforms. Ma Jianwei wanted to hear what they had to say.
, if someone can call Li Shiji's name, it will be in line with his own feelings.
"Master Li! Tomorrow is the big day for the emperor's enthronement. What gift should we give?" an official asked.
Li Shiji chuckled and waved, and several servants came in carrying a pot of coral. This coral was glowing red and was 1.5 meters long. It had a complete shape and smooth lines. It can be regarded as the best of the best. Coral is the best of the ocean.
The accumulated corpses of coral polyps only grow by a few millimeters a year. This one-meter-five-meter-tall coral is at least a hundred years old, and this red coral is the best among corals, just like diamonds among gems, it is quite rare.
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Li Shiji chuckled: "This was brought by a merchant from North Korea a while ago. I bought it from him for 100,000 silver dollars. This tree is shaped like a flame, and my emperor is also a fire-born person. Adding fire to the fire will add fuel to my fire."
Manchukuo will definitely prosper!"
Everyone praised it and said it was a good thing. The voices of praise were endless. Li Shiji was very impressed. He waved his hand and said: "Your Majesty's enthronement is a big event. We must not be careless. Let me see it this way! This coral will serve as our common
The gift, the silver spent..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Li, we will definitely make up for it!" a military attaché shouted. Everyone nodded hurriedly.
Okamoto Yoshio sneered. He knew this coral very well. It was confiscated from a North Korean cargo ship. Li Shiji only bought it for 10,000 silver coins, and it changed hands for 100,000 yuan. This is the same for his own emperor. From his colleagues
With all the money in hand, it would be strange if the Qing Dynasty did not fall.
"Who!" Suddenly someone yelled, and a figure flashed past the window on the left. Before leaving, a black object smashed through the glass of the window and threw it into the room.
"Bomb!" someone shouted. Now everything was in chaos. People in the living room ran for their lives and rushed towards the door. Tables, chairs and benches fell to the ground. Who was that pot of coral bought with "100,000 silver dollars"?
They couldn't care less, they were all trying to save their own lives.
Li Shiji ducked under the table and saw the white smoke thing in front of him. After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong and hurriedly got up and wanted to get further away. Okamoto Yoshio's words "don't move" had not yet come out of his mouth.
A loud "boom" was heard, a column of black smoke rose into the sky, and sawdust and paper flew everywhere in the living room. The sound of wailing immediately started.
Li Shiji's back had been sifted, and the fine official uniforms made from Suzhou were hung one by one on his body. The skin on his entire back was scorched. Li Shiji was pressed against the wall alive.
He was motionless, with light black blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"Coral!" The last two words that Li Shiji left in the world were coral. The coral tree was relatively strong and had not been broken. It still stood in the center of the living room. Yoshio Okamoto came out of hiding and patted the dust on his body.
, took a look at the devastated living room. The power of a grenade was not that great, but don’t forget that the city hall is made of marble. The hard front and floor are good places for shrapnel to eject. How many rounds will it take to survive an explosion?
Injury. If someone like Yoshio Okamoto was not injured, then he is really lucky.
Ma Jianwei threw the grenade, and no matter who was killed, he turned around and ran towards the wall. The two policemen behind him waved their batons and chased after him. Ma Jianwei came to the wall and stepped on it as fast as he could.
Standing on the wall, he climbed up with his hands, and turned over with his feet to cross the wall which was more than ten feet high.
"Don't let him run away, catch him!" As soon as he landed, the Japanese military police patrolling nearby spotted him immediately. Ma Jianwei took out his pistol, raised his hand and fired two shots, knocking down the two Japanese running at the front.
On the ground, he turned around and ran into the alley. "Bang! Bang! Chase!" The Japanese soldier didn't care about the short gun in Ma Jianwei's hand and continued to chase. After firing the last bullet, Ma Jianwei had already reached the end of the alley, and there was also someone on the opposite side.
A group of Japanese troops came this way. Ma Jianwei was blocked inside. Bullets were flying everywhere. Ma Jianwei refused to stop and dodged left and right, hoping to delay the situation as long as possible.
A small door next to the alley suddenly opened, and a big hand stretched out from the door and pulled Ma Jianwei's arm: "Come in! Come this way!"
"Aunt Rose, why are you here?" Ma Jianwei breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Rose.
Hua Hu slapped Ma Jianwei hard on the back of the head: "You are a little kid and you are imitating adults to kill Japanese. How many can you kill?"
Ma Jianwei tilted his head: "I killed at least ten people today, and I even avenged my father! When a grenade hits a large area, it is very exciting."
Hua Hu did not speak, and sighed in his heart. If his child had not died, he would have been this old. Every time he saw Ma Jianwei, he would think of his child and the beast who killed his child. Ma Jianwei was talking with joy, and the more he became more and more excited.
The words got louder and louder, and Rose quickly covered his mouth: "Don't talk, the Japanese are outside, let's go, we can't stay here for long!"
Yoshio Okamoto touched the pot of coral gently with his hand. There was a "crash" and the entire coral from the roots fell into pieces, glowing red like blood on the ground. Yoshio Okamoto laughed, and his opponent
The soldier at the bottom said: "There are no clues here. Go and arrest all the policemen on duty outside! Ask them how the assassin got in!"
The next day, the headline news in Harbin's newspapers was that Li Shiji was assassinated and more than a dozen people were killed or injured. Long Jie walked into Ma Xingkong's room with a newspaper and said with a smile: "Our little brat is really...
When he grows up, he will be able to avenge his father. This attack is not easy. Look at this newspaper, it says that the assassin is calm and quick in trouble, and we have a successor! Hahaha..."
Ma Jianwei lowered his head and felt pleased with himself. Ma Xingkong called him over. Ma Jianwei thought his father was going to praise him. Who knew that as soon as he reached the bedside, Ma Xingkong slapped him hard with a rounded hand?
On Ma Jianwei's face, five high marks immediately appeared on half of his face.
"Kneel down!" Ma Xingkong's eyes widened and he pointed at Ma Jianwei: "Kneel down in front of your mother!"
Ma Jianwei knelt on his knees. Ma Xingkong sighed: "Just watch out for me. It's okay if there is only one in our family who is worried. I've been frightening your mother for half my life. You absolutely can't do it. Just listen up."
Well, from today on, I will give you a death order to protect your mother and your second mother. If they have a three-game series, I will skin you alive!"
Wu Jing watched her son's tears streaming down his cheeks. She hugged her son tightly to her chest, and her mother and daughter burst into tears.