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Chapter 27(1/2)

Chen Baoxiang suddenly felt relieved. He had heard people say in the past that everyone in the Eighth Front Army was a strong-willed hero. How could they surrender to the Japanese casually?

"Damn it, we spent so much effort just to get this thing?"

Wu Yixiao was so angry that he suddenly drew his gun and pointed it at the man's head.

"Spare your life, dear man, spare your life, I am forced to do nothing... The Japanese said, as long as the matter is completed, give me two houses and twenty small yellow croakers. If I don't do it, they will kill my whole family... My dear man, spare your life, I dare not do it anymore"

, I don’t dare to do it anymore…”

It was surprisingly quiet outside, with no sound of people, only the sound of the wind.

"Boss Chen, this was not done beautifully today!"

Zhao Wuji smiled, opened the tea bowls on the table, and poured tea for everyone.

Chen Baoxiang said nothing. He was not interested in gold in the first place.

If Wu Yixiao hadn't come all the way to find him, he would have been guarding Liu Yue'e and the children at home, ignoring everything as soon as the door was closed.

"Where's the traffic officer? Where's the traffic officer..."

Wu Yixiao was so angry that he stamped his feet repeatedly and put his right index finger on the trigger. He hesitated several times and finally gave up.

He couldn't shoot. If he killed this man, he would have wasted half a day's work.

Besides, if you shoot in Wanzi Alley, the Japanese patrol will rush over immediately, leaving no one with anywhere to go.

"He has been taken away. I heard he went to Ximen Street in the city... Luoyuan Mansion."

Wu Yixiao was stunned, put away his gun, and sat down.

Everyone knows that once you enter there, you will not be able to escape even the gods.

"Damn it, if I had known that the traffic officer was sent away, I wouldn't have done this. I've been worried for a long time and I didn't even get a hair out of it!"

Zhao Wuji stood up with a smile and called Chen Baoxiang to go next door to talk alone.

The two entered the east room, passed through two doors, and arrived at the east wing.

"Boss Chen, there's nothing we can do about tonight, and the plan won't change quickly. Let's take the Fourth Master away and go to Dafeng Mountain first. What should you do? What should Boss Gu do?"

"Will you take her away together?"

"Okay, without further ado, take action immediately. Our green mountains will not change, green waters will flow forever, and we will meet again in the world."

Zhao Wuji worked neatly and neatly. After explaining the situation, he took out a heavy handkerchief bag.

Chen Baoxiang knew that there was a small yellow croaker inside and immediately held down Zhao Wuji's hand.

This time, both sides work together to get what they need.

He borrowed the power of the Gunslingers Club, and of course he would not accept any more money from the other party.

Soon, the carriage came, everyone packed up and quickly separated.

Chen Baoxiang and Wu Yixiao returned to the city through Puli Gate. On the way, they heard from the common people that the Meihua Mansion was filled with blood and more than thirty people died.

"The people from the Gunslingers Club are very agile and happy with their attacks!"

Wu Yixiao patted his thigh and shouted in a low voice.

Chen Baoxiang couldn't be happy. He noticed something strange from the mouths of the people on the street.

If it was a Japs who died, the Japanese military commander would be furious and search the entire city, not letting go of any clues.

At least, Pulimen will double the number of sentries to conduct strict inspections of passers-by.

Now, he could see no tension at all, and the murder that occurred at the Plum Blossom Mansion did not affect the city at all.

"It was not the Japanese who died, but the traitors. None of the people left in the Plum Blossom Mansion today are real Japanese, they are all traitors pretending to be traitors. This is a bureau, and the ultimate goal is to send the fake Xu Huzi to the Eighth Front Army."

Chen Baoxiang racked his brains to deduce the truth of the incident.

In the past three years, he has deeply understood the difference between Japs and traitors.

In the eyes of the Japanese, the death of a soldier or the death of a Japanese expatriate is an absolutely major matter. They must investigate to the end, catch the real culprit, and give an explanation to the Japanese stationed in Jinan.

On the contrary, no matter how many traitors die, the military will not be anxious.

You can drink wine and dance, it doesn't matter at all.

In the eyes of senior officials, the importance of traitors is not even as important as a hair on their feet.

The two of them walked diagonally across from Luoyuan Mansion. Wu Yixiao ducked behind a big poplar tree and held his breath to observe.

"Don't bother. If you can't get in, you won't be able to get out."

Chen Baoxiang knew that Wu Yixiao was determined to give up, but now that the situation had reached a point where he had no choice but to give up.

"Third brother, you know how much effort I put into buying this clue. I followed him from Zhaoyuan to Shouguang, but before I had a chance to do anything, I was cut off by the Japanese. Damn it, I'm really unwilling!"

At the entrance of Luoyuan Mansion, the bluestone road was cleanly swept, and on both sides of the black door stood two Japanese sentries carrying long guns.

Every time Chen Baoxiang comes here, he weighs it secretly.

Ximen Street is a straight road. If you run out of the main entrance of Luoyuan Mansion, no matter whether you go west or east, you will not be able to outrun the Japanese bullets.

Commander Han's people have long experienced the accuracy of the 38-meter cover.

It is said that during the Yellow River Blockade, the two guard captains beside Commander Han were shot between the eyebrows and through the back of the head by the Japanese sharpshooters, killing them with one shot.

"Third brother, tell me, can we use the same methods we used to deal with Meihua Mansion and use them to deal with the Japanese in Luoyuan Mansion?"

"It's better not to waste your efforts."

At this moment, Chen Baoxiang has given up on gold.

At any time, life is more important than money.

"Third brother, with so much gold, we can't let the Japanese get away with it in vain. Why? Do you know how hard it was for me along the way? These gold transporters go out day and night, specializing in remote roads. I almost died in a hunter's trap three times.

There, there was another time when I almost stepped on a wolf trap..."

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go."

Chen Baoxiang pulled Wu Yixiao and turned into Furong Street.

Today, he should be the most disappointed.

Gu Lanchun was not grateful at all for rescuing him, his face was as cold as frost, and he was silent.

At the moment, Gu Lanchun went to Dafeng Mountain and traveled far away from Jinan, and could no longer show his true face to others.

"What a failure, wasted effort!"

Chen Baoxiang slapped his forehead hard, making a snapping sound.

"Third brother, what are you doing? Scared me!"

Wu Yixiao muttered, flew up with his kick, and kicked a stone away into the creek next to him.

"The gold is gone. Leave Jinan quickly to avoid trouble."

"No, I won't give in. This time when I return to Jinan, I just want to find ways to do something big. I can't go back empty-handed."

The two walked to Yuqian's cheongsam shop, and Chen Baoxiang subconsciously looked inside.

The tailors are still busy, as if whatever happens outside has nothing to do with them.

"Third brother, the eldest brother hasn't arrived yet... Oh, I don't know what the second sister is thinking. This matter is dragging on. The Japanese have sent the traffic officers away, and they haven't made up their mind to take action yet. Old, old

Now, they are all old, and they no longer have the passion and vigor they once had..."

Chen Baoxiang was very afraid of Luoyuan Mansion.

If there was no compelling reason, he would never get into trouble.

"Fourth brother, forget it."

"How can that be possible? Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven. In the past few years in Zhaoyuan, I have already seen through it. When people are in the world, sometimes they have to gamble with their lives. If you win the bet, glory and wealth will be passed down from generation to generation. If you lose the bet,

Now, eighteen years later, he is a good man again!"

The two of them arrived at the back door of the rice shop, and Wu Yixiao continued eastward, disappearing into the darkness.

When Chen Baoxiang entered the door, his mood suddenly dropped.

At this moment, there were only four words left in his mind - "It's a waste of effort."

As a result, there is no difference between saving people and not saving them.

"We should ask for the reason, use money to redeem people, guarantee Gu Lanchun, we should not take action, we should not take action... No wonder she is not happy, now she has committed a prison robbery, she was released from Yutang Chunsu San, and became Coach Lin

The Fengxue Mountain Temple... It was a waste of effort, and it caused her to go to Dafeng Mountain and become a bandit."

He went back to his room and lay down, feeling like a pancake, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

"Master, I had a guest for dinner today, and I gave him an extra ten oceans, saying that he was thanking you for rescuing the siege and saving my fourth brother. I didn't want to accept it at first, but the other person pulled up his sleeves, showed his dagger, and said that if he didn't accept the money, he would be punished.

The knife. I can only accept it, I don’t know if it is good or bad?”

Chen Baoxiang hummed, knowing that it was someone from the Sharpshooter Club who repaid the favor.

Of course, getting involved in this matter was also an accident.
To be continued...
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