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"Boss, Lao Shen sent someone to send news..."

"I understand. Except for the injured, the Yaksha Special Operations Team will be transferred to me. Tonight, I will kill someone!" Leng Feng was full of murderous intent.↗,

"Yes, boss!"

"Have you contacted Achiejong?"

"I got in touch, and his troops were stationed at Zhongzheng Middle School on Hanzhong Road. Today, the killing force at Jinling University was the 3rd Squadron of the Second Brigade of the 33rd Regiment of the 16th Division, and the stationed in Chaotian Palace." Wang Bin reported.

"Okay, let's take action after I meet Mr. Rabe." Leng Feng nodded.

"Okay, I'll go and pick them up now." Wang Bin nodded and said to Cong Hu, "Tiger, protect your boss."

Cong Hu nodded, although he knew that Leng Feng never needed protection. Once he needed protection, it must be that the situation had reached the most dangerous moment.

This German cafe on Zhongshan Road was originally a bustling and lively place, and it is also a place where Germans living in Nanjing like to gather.

Now the cafe has been closed. Judging from the traces at the door, this German cafe has not escaped the destruction of the Japanese.

The simple thing is that the German flag kept it and was not burned by the Japanese. They burned a lot of foreigners in Nanjing.

Even the US Embassy asked them to burn it. What else do these Japanese soldiers dare not do?

A robber is a robber and can never change his nature. It will be the same no matter how many years of evolution. Leng Feng has a deep understanding of this nation.

"Brother, the Japanese patrol team is here!"

"Well. Let's take a evasion." Leng Feng nodded and pulled Cong Hu and quickly walked into a nearby alley.

A Japanese patrol passed by them. The number was about fifteen or sixteen.

It is difficult to see people in Nanjing during the day, let alone this night, it is a dead city. The evil that little Japanese has committed is too deep.

After the patrol team passed, Leng Feng took Cong Hu quietly out of the street corner and walked slowly towards the cafe.

The main entrance of the cafe was broken, and a "crunching" sound kept making in the cold wind. After entering, it was in a mess.

I guess no one cleans up. Although this place is also a refugee area, almost all the shops along the street are closed, and there is no one to open for business.

Who else can do business besides the Japanese on this street? But will the Japanese pay for food and shopping?

It would be nice if they didn't rob it.

"Mr. Rabe?"

"Is it Mr. Yasha?" A small door on the back of the bar moved and was pushed open. He was not low and had a hooked nose. The middle-aged man with a glimpse of his beard walked out.

"Yes, Yasha is not just me. I also came on behalf of Yasha." Leng Feng saw clearly a typical European and American face.

"Yes, sir, please come in!"

The other party spoke fluent official words and a hint of Wu's accent. Leng Feng smiled slightly: "Are you Mr. George Fitch, Director-General of the Security Committee?"

"Oh, God, you actually know me?"

"Guess."

"Please!" George Feiqi didn't seem to want to continue to get involved in this issue. The Safety Committee had actually secretly cooperated with "Yasha". The photos, films and films that they couldn't get were sent out through the "Yasha".

The contents of these photos and films have been published in newspapers and journals outside, attracting attention to the Nanjing Massacre throughout the time.

This is also something that the Japanese government is extremely annoyed. Now, foreigners in Nanjing no longer have the freedom of the press.

Their cameras and cameras were all confiscated and smashed by the Japanese army.

If you want to expose the Japanese atrocities in Nanjing, you can only record them in writing, but if they are discovered by the Japanese, they will be beaten at the least, and if they are locked up and sent out of the country.

Almost no one has been beaten by Japanese soldiers, including Chairman Rabe.

The Safety Zone Committee has been forced to restrain its members and try not to catch the Japanese as much as possible.

Because, if they were also expelled, more than 200,000 Chinese people in the four square kilometers safe zone would definitely be slaughtered by the Japanese army!

Then their efforts to build this international security zone will be shattered.

Their cooperation with "Yasha" is also reserved, because once discovered, it is also fatal to them.

Those brutal Japanese soldiers, no matter whether you are a Chinese or a foreigner, will kill them as long as they feel they are dangerous.

They dare to bomb even warships with American flags, so what are they afraid to do?

In the dark passage, Leng Feng followed George Fitch's pace and came to a room, holding a candlestick in his hand.

He placed the candlestick on the fireplace and activated a button on the wall. The wall inside the fireplace suddenly retreated, revealing a portal.

"Sir, please!"

"Thanks!"

Leng Feng walked in, Cong Hu was kept, and George Feiqi didn't go in, and he said he still stayed to pick up someone else.

Leng Feng nodded. As long as Cong Hu was outside, he had nothing to worry about.

After entering, a long ladder extends downward. After going down, you will see a considerable underground space.

John Rabe, chairman of the Nanjing International Security Zone Committee, is a slightly bald man wearing a pair of round black glasses, wearing a formal, black suit and a bow tie, which is very consistent with the rigorous style of the Germans.

Leng Feng's clothes were much more casual. He was wearing a black top hat, a gray cloth cotton robe and an old leather shoes, and looked like a young teacher.

It is basically in line with the dress and aesthetics of Chinese people in this era.

"Hello, Mr. Rabe, I'm Yasha Leng Feng." Leng Feng took the initiative to walk over and stretched out his right hand. Rabe was stunned for a moment, stretched out his right hand, "Hello, I'm John Rabe, the person in charge of Nanjing International Security Zone."

"Please sit down, Mr. Leng."

"Thank you." Leng Feng walked over, pulled a chair and sat down.

"Drink something? Mr. Leng?"

“Is there any wine?”

"How about red wine?" Rabe nodded, walked towards the wine cabinet, and took out two wine glasses and a bottle of red wine.

"This bottle of red wine was given by one of my French friends." Rabe will introduce, "Mr. Leng is the first guest to taste it!"

"I'm honored!" Leng Feng picked it up and swayed gently in his hand.

"please!"

"Not bad, very mellow. I have never drunk such good red wine." Leng Feng took a sip and put down his glass and exclaimed.

Rabe showed a smile on his face. He was naturally happy when someone praised and understood the fine wine he collected.

"Leng, why are you?" Feiqi and Weiterin walked in together. Seeing Leng Feng, Weiterin exclaimed.

She didn't expect to meet Leng Feng at the meeting tonight.

"Ms. Weiterin, tonight's date was arranged by Mr. Rabe as I asked," Leng Feng explained.

"So that's the case. What did you talk to Sun? After you left, he was in a bad mood. He didn't even eat supper?" Weiterin asked.

"Maybe I'm reluctant to let it go?"

"What can't bear to bear?"

"I have to ask him this, I don't know much about it." Leng Feng smiled. How could Wei Telin know about the deal between him and Sun Yunliang? Even Sun Yunliang would not tell Wei Telin.

Weitlin didn't ask, and when he saw the red wine on the table, Dodge showed surprise: "John, are you willing to take out the bottle of red wine to share?"

"If I don't pull it out, I'm afraid the Japanese won't let it go." Rabe shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know who leaked the news. Major General Sasaki from the Nanjing Security Command of Japan learned that he had treasured a bottle of French red wine and sent someone to ask for it, but he refused.

"Mr. Leng, tell me what you are going tonight?" Feiqi asked very directly.

"Okay, all three are the most sincere friends of the Chinese. We Nanjing people will never forget your achievements in Nanjing."

"Mr. Leng, as long as you are a person with a conscience, whether you are an Eastern or Westerner, you should do this." Rabe said.

"Mr. Rabe, Mr. Feich, Ms. Weiterin, you have seen the atrocities of the Japanese army in Nanjing with your own eyes. Now they are going to extend their sinful hands to the safe zone. At this time, we need to unite to overcome this difficulty!" Leng Feng said.

"Mr. Leng said it right. The Japanese massacred 3,000 Chinese youths in the square in front of the Swis Memorial today. It was simply too cruel. These are ordinary civilians. How could they do such a thing?" Rabe said angrily.

"They want to use massacre to make us surrender, so as to achieve the goal of completely surrendering our government, our country, and our nation."

"it's out of the question!"

"Yes, this is absolutely impossible. Massacre is scaring not only makes us more angry and united, and the fire of resistance is getting bigger and bigger."

"But if the Japanese continue to kill like this, we may not be able to stop it?" Ms. Weiterin said with great concern.

"They have massacred more than 200,000 people, but they are still killing people. Why are these Japanese so cruel?"

"The only way to stop them from continuing to kill is that we can get up first and negotiate with the Japanese!"

"negotiation?"

"Yes, negotiations, aren't they implementing the 'good people' registration? We will take this opportunity to negotiate with them."

"Mr. Leng, what bargaining chips do we have to negotiate with the Japanese?"

"We have nearly 300,000 people in the refugee area. If the Japanese don't accept the negotiations, unless they kill all the people in the refugee area, do you say, do they have the courage to do this now?"

"But, didn't the Japanese say that as long as they register the good people and get the good people's certificate, they can go home and get freedom and work?"
To be continued...