Breaking through Guandong, I became Zhu Chuanwen

Chapter 402 Chen Zhen enters Kanto (2)

In the suburbs of Shanghai in early November, the breeze gently brushed the cheeks of the two men. The afterglow of the setting sun faded away the last blush of the sunset. Outside the hut, two men stood facing each other.

"May I ask who you are?" Chen Zhen looked at the man in front of him and asked with some doubts. The man was neatly dressed, but he didn't recognize him.

"Mr. Chen, hello! My name is Lu Tingyun." The visitor introduced himself and extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

Handshake!
Lu Tingyun?Chen Zhen kept thinking about this name in his mind, but found nothing.

"Chen Zhen, look, I bought a nice fish, how about we eat sashimi tonight?" Photon's crisp voice sounded a little surprised from behind the simple thatched cottage, but he was a little timid when he saw the two men at the door. Hiding behind Chen Zhen, she doesn't feel good in Shanghai these days.

But Lu Tingyun saw Guangzi, but said: "Miss Yamada, you should tell Mr. Chen about the letter you received?"

"It's you?" Chen Zhen immediately realized who gave Yamada Mitsuko the idea.

Lu Tingyun did not answer. This matter was arranged by Wang Keren's subordinates, but it can also be attributed to him, "Mr. Chen, you can relax, I have no malicious intentions. Look..." Lu Tingyun pointed inside the house.

"Please!"

The two sat cross-legged in the thatched hut, and Mitsuko Yamada went to prepare dinner.

"Chen Zhen! Chen Zhen, Huo Yuanjia's fifth disciple, went to Japan for two years to study and was admitted to the University of Tokyo in Japan. This year he is a second-year student, majoring in mechanical manufacturing. Am I wrong?"

Chen Zhen's eyelids twitched, and he was very puzzled that this person seemed to be a little familiar with him. In order to regain the initiative of the conversation, he did not answer directly but asked, "Why help me?"

Lu Tingyun smiled approvingly, and said directly without saying anything, "Because of Director Chuanwu!" Zhu Chuanwu happened to be the bridge at this time.

"Are you from Hanyao?" Chen Zhen immediately relaxed. It has been half a month since he came to Shanghai, and the money that Huo Yuanjia left for him to study abroad was almost spent.Chen Zhen and Heilonghui Hongkou Dojo, Chen Zhen and Yamada Mitsuko, these two things caused a lot of trouble in Shanghai.

A man who boosted the martial arts in Shanghai got mixed up with a Japanese woman...

The people in Shanghai didn't understand it a little bit, which caused Chen Zhen to live in front of Huo Yuanjia's tomb, which can be regarded as guarding the spirit of his master.

It's not that there are no Japanese hotels in Shanghai, but Chen Zhen doesn't want to live in them; and the hotels run by Qing people don't let Mitsuko Yamada stay.

An invisible wall separates Chen Zhen and Yamada Mitsuko...

"It's kind of related." Lu Tingyun did not admit that it was Han Yao's person.

As for Guangzi, who was in the back kitchen, he felt relieved when he heard Han Yao, and concentrated on slicing Yusheng.Hanyao, she has heard the name in Tokyo, and the monosodium glutamate is produced by the Qing Dynasty Chamber of Commerce. There are not many Qing Dynasty Chambers of Commerce in Japan. In her simple heart, since Hanyao does business with the Japanese, it is natural It should also not be hostile to her identity like the Qing people in Shanghai at this time.

"Is Chuanwu okay in the United States?" Chen Zhen asked with his eyes turned.

"Mr. Chen, you don't need to test me. The director of Chuanwu is very good in Germany. In June next year, he should enter the German Army and start a one-year internship as a reserve officer." Lu Tingyun pushed his glasses, thinking, this person responded Still pretty fast.

Hearing this, Chen Zhen was relieved at last, it was Han Yao's people who didn't run away.Finding Hanyao was his last resort. He met Gu Ansheng twice in Tokyo, and kept in touch with Zhu Chuanwu. It can be said that he was influenced by Zhu Chuanwu when he chose the major of mechanical manufacturing. The shortest short board of this uneven broken wooden barrel.

"Mr. Lu, are you here this time?"

"Do you want to know the cause of your master's death?"

Chen Zhen stared at him. This matter is currently his most important thing. It can be said that he has the idea of ​​giving up his studies.It was his original idea to honor his ancestors and glorify his ancestors when he returned from his studies, but now that the ancestors are gone, it is the greatest tragedy in life to be born without relatives.He has been investigating this matter every day, and vaguely feels that it is the hands of the Japanese, but there are so many Japanese in Shanghai, who to look for?a little confused...

"Huo Daxia is a hero promoted by the martial arts in Shanghai. Since the establishment of the Jingwu Gymnastics Association, the martial arts style in Shanghai has gradually risen. "Sick man of East Asia" is what foreigners call us, which is analogous to the so-called "sick man of Europe" by Western powers. (Referring to the Ottoman Turkish Empire).

The so-called sick man means that we are too weak, and of course Shanghai Martial Arts also responded to the call of the imperial court, starting from strengthening our bodies..."

Chen Zhen listened quietly, probably because he thought that his master was involved in the general trend of history, so there was such a danger.

"Your master's Jingwu Gymnastics Association has been very successful. The British and Americans have been watching this matter, but the Japanese have made small moves. The Black Dragon Association, with Fumio Funakoshi as the banner of Japanese karate, can be said to want to spread its own ideas.

The ancients said that attacking the heart is the most important thing. The Japanese are very thoughtful and covet our land! "Lu Tingyun directly stated the Japanese threat theory that Zhu Chuanwen has been spreading in the form of intensive learning within Hanyao.

"So, my master became a stumbling block for the Japanese?"

"It's more serious than a stumbling block. I think the thorn in my side is more suitable. After all, Huo Daxia's reputation is there, and the people in Shanghai still recognize your master."

"Can you be sure who it is?" In Chen Zhen's heart, the bottom line in his heart is that there is a wrong and a debt.

"Fujita Go!" Lu Tingyun gave the name.

"Him?" Chen Zhen actually just received news from Fist of Fury today. This person just gave the Fist of Fist today. At this time, the Black Dragon Club Shanghai Dojo has been taken over by Go Fujita.
It was supposed to be taken over by Fumio Funakoshi, who came from Japan, but Fumio Funakoshi was a bit of an old man. He promoted the resumption of trade between the Yasuda Chamber of Commerce and Hanyao before, and he also made a contribution to one of the patrons of the Black Dragon Association.

"You mean, Fujita was my enemy just now?"

"Yes, and just before I came, an unexpected figure came to Hongkou Dojo..."

"Him?" Chen Zhen's catalog was about to burst, and the wooden cup in his hand was crushed to pieces.Then he sat up and walked outside, but stopped suddenly when he reached the door, his hatred almost went to his head, and he made himself forget that he was not the same person.

"Mr. Lu, you are from the Chuanwu family, I believe you! Guangzi will ask you to take care of me for two days, wait for me..." Before Chen Zhen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Tingyun, "Mr. Chen, the way to kill a person There are many kinds, such as a gun, which is the quickest way, and you can easily get away..."

Zhu Chuanwu is not ordinary, this is what Chen Zhen has known for a long time, not to mention that Chuanwu is a direct disciple of the Gong family, but the first time he met Zhu Chuanwu was because of a revolver.

What half-grown kid would carry a pistol with him?

But at this time, Chen Zhen is no longer the half-grown kid who wants to see Zhu Chuanwu's revolver. His outlook on life and values ​​have already formed...

"Mr. Lu, killing people with a pistol is fast, but I have my own ideas." Chen Zhen said solemnly, just now he used honorifics just to beg Lu Tingyun.

Fumio Funakoshi is a very intelligent person. During the constant communication, Chen Zhen understood a truth: the fastest way to defeat the enemy is a pistol, so what is the purpose of practicing martial arts now?Physical fitness!Arm your mind with knowledge and arm your limbs with kung fu.

Practicing martial arts is a process of constantly breaking through oneself, seeking oneself hard, and breaking through oneself.Huo Yuanjia once pursued the "No. [-] in Jinmen", and he did not fail to kill him in his life, but now, Chen Zhen is thinking, the individual's strength is ultimately the wrath of a man, and blood splashing five steps is the result of this kind of strength after encountering a crisis. best result.

How to make a group stronger?Chen Zhen is still exploring, so he can only try to make himself outstanding and gather a group of people around him—for example, there are still some disciples in Jingwumen who still respect Chen Zhen.

But Chen Zhen is not a saint after all. Although he has this kind of thinking, when the revenge of killing his father and master appeared on him, he overestimated himself after all if he didn't do anything. Fighting is his most effective method at present.

Chen Zhen walked towards the back kitchen. There were only two people in the dimly lit kitchen, "Guangzi, this Mr. Lu is my most trusted brother's family member. He can take care of you for two days. If I don't Come back..." Chen Zhen suddenly said solemnly to Mitsuko Yamada, but his slender index finger suddenly touched Chen Zhen's lips.

"I will wait for you!" Mitsuko Yamada said solemnly.

Today is not a day when Chen Zhen can finish his speech.

"Mr. Chen, I think you can think about it again. You are a smart person studying in Japan. You should know that it is enough to achieve your goal, and the means don't matter much." Lu Tingyun waited for Chen Zhen to come out, and explained his ideas.

"Mr. Lu, master's hatred is even heavier!" Chen Zhen said stubbornly, and after solemnly clasping his fists at Lu Tingyun, he disappeared into the night...

Hongkou Dojo
In the martial arts training ground of Nuo Da, a man in a Japanese military uniform is writing with a brush, while a man from the Qing Dynasty sits on his knees and helps grind ink.

The person in the black Japanese military uniform is called Fujita Takeshi. Earlier this year, the Japanese military dispatched elite troops to serve as the captain of the Japanese team of the Shanghai Volunteer Army.This is an old method in Japan. There were many such teams organized in the Kanto during the Japanese-Russian battlefields. These days, there are many teams called Volunteer Army. Literally speaking, this is a kind of group organized by the people spontaneously.

The ink-soaked brush is flowing on the white rice paper. "Sick man of East Asia" has just begun to write. This is his favorite four-character after "Martial Luck is Long". The people of the Qing Dynasty are such a waste. This is a rich land. If given Japan... This idea, after being exposed to the concept of friends in the mountains and counties, has continued to take root in the hearts of this generation of Japanese soldiers.

As a forerunner, Fujita only knows the difficulty of his current work. Although he is muscular, his brain is also well-developed. In a few days, he will win the battle with Jingwumen. The level began to make the Qing people pro-Japanese.

At that time, Fujita took a glance at this Qing Dynasty man who studied ink, and he had to die face to face in front of Chen Zhen, a young man who had become famous in Shanghai, and it would be humiliating to let him have no revenge.

The second is the plaque of the sick man of East Asia, which will be the second prop to anger Chen Zhen.

In a fit of rage, you will inevitably lose your mind.In order to be safe, Fujita started directly from the psychological warfare...

"Xiangjun, how is my handwriting?" Fujita asked, a native of the Qing Dynasty who had just studied ink.

Ah Xiang, one of Huo Yuanjia's registered apprentices.

"Master Fujita's handwriting is naturally excellent!" A trace of nervousness flashed across Ah Xiang's face at this time, the Fist of Fury had already started looking for moles, and the chef Gen Uncle had been strangled to death by him and pretended to be a suicide pleading guilty.But in the end, he was not at ease, and found Takeshi Fujita who gave him the poison back then, and wanted to go to Japan and stay away from Shanghai, which was also the promise Fujita had given him.

As for the four words written on it, Ah Xiang didn't care at all.It's not him!He thought so.

"Xiang-kun, you are visiting late at night, don't you know?" Although Fujita Goku is muscular, his speech is a bit polite.

"Master Fujita, I have finished the matter of Huo Yuanjia. You promised me to send me to Japan. Now I am in Jingwumen, which is a bit dangerous." Ah Xiang said.

"Xiangjun, don't worry, I'm arranging this matter..."

After comforting Ah Xiang a few words, let him leave first. At present, the internal news of Jingwumen still has to be obtained from here.

But when Ah Xiang just walked to the door, a throwing knife flew from the dark place and shot straight into the traitor's heart, and Ah Xiang died within a few seconds.

The ronin standing guard in white martial arts uniform at the door was startled, took a look and rushed towards the inside of the dojo, he was also afraid of death.

"Master Fujita?"

"What's wrong?" Takeshi Fujita was admiring his calligraphy and planned to frame it tomorrow.

"The man from the Qing Dynasty died just now!"

"What?" Fujita was dragged by the ronin and ran to the door, a surge of anger surged from his heart, who was sabotaging his plan.

At this moment, "Tat Tat Tat!" There was a sound of footsteps running across the dark street, "Whoosh!" A throwing knife struck Fujita again and shot straight into the wooden board.

"Who?" Fujita just shouted.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The three flying knives flew towards Fujita again. The flying knives formed a zigzag shape in the air, and Fujita had no way to avoid it. The flying knife with a handle was so powerful that it sank straight into Ronin's body.

The Ronin snorted and lost his breath after a while.

poisonous!Fujita Tsuyoshi's pupils vibrated slightly, and the sound of footsteps sounded again, getting farther and farther away.

Want to run?

"Bah, bah!" Fujita quickly took out his pistol and shot a few shots at the shadow. Although he missed, it startled the Japanese team from Hongkou District who was participating in the training.

"Chasing!" Fujita just wanted to see who used such indecent means.

The black shadow is not fast, but it always stays within Fujita's line of sight, turns left and right, and after a few forks, Fujita appears in an alley in Shanghai alone.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded from the entrance of the alley, and a figure in the same black clothes finally appeared.

"Chen Zhen!" Fujita Takeshi finally saw the figure of this person clearly, but there was no surprise in his tone.

"It's me, Fujita Takeshi, blood debt, I think it's time to use your blood to atone for my master."

"Haha, Mr. Chen, I originally wanted to beat you openly, but now it seems that you can only appear in the Hongkou Dojo in the form of a corpse." Fujita shot quickly. He was sure that he could hit it smoothly at this distance The black shadow in front of him, as for the bullet holes on Chen Zhen's body in the future, let's talk about it, just pretend to be a failed kick.

However, the trigger was pulled, but there was a constant rubbing sound of the firing pin.

Chen Zhen also saw Fujita’s dilemma, “Nanbu Type B pistol, designed by Nambu Kijiro, was born out of Nambu A Type in 1902.

Of course, the Luger pistol you copied was also designed. The gun in your hand was only delivered to the Japanese army at the beginning of this year. The smaller 7×20mm southern ammunition is more suitable for special arms such as the navy.However, compared with the southern A-type large.

Your pistol is also nicknamed Baby South. I don't know how a big guy like you likes this small pistol.Of course, it doesn't matter, Fujita, maybe you forgot that you are out of ammo, I don't believe you still have a clip. "

Chen Zhenyan said with certainty that on the way of chasing just now, he kept slowing down to lure Fujita Tsuyoshi's design, and indeed he had already used two spare magazines, now...

"It seems that you are very proficient in guns!" Fujita suddenly had an ominous premonition, but he didn't know that Chen Zhen only had a little research on guns. Proficient?not at all!
"Fujita Tsuyoshi, this is the end of the nonsense!" Chen Zhen actually didn't want to pursue the matter of Huo Yuanjia's poisoning any more. He heard on the roof that Ah Xiang was instigated by Fujita Takeshi. This is the end of this matter, man When it is broken, it is broken, something has happened, use your life to make up for it.

Chen Zhen was originally good at defending and counterattacking, but now, he is eager for revenge. He flies forward and kicks the enemy in front of him to death with his fists to relieve his hatred. This blow full of anger made Fujita take a few steps back at once. step.

The pistol in his hand was also carefully put in the holster by Takeshi Fujita, and then he threw it aside. This gun was given by an extraordinary person when he left Japan.

"That's right, Chen Zhen, it's worth my hard work for you." Fujita moved his head from side to side, and was kicked in the chest, but it was like scratching an itch. There were only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.The reason why he dared to chase after several splits was because he had his own capital.

Killing machine, the strong muscles all over his body make him have perfect defense, defensive counterattack, Chen Zhen is good at it, and Fujita Go is even better at it.

Chen Zhen moved his right ankle, as if he had just kicked an iron plate.

The moonlight was bright, and in the alleys of the alleys in Shanghai, two figures kept colliding with each other, punching to the flesh.

Although the tall figure was hit many times, it often did not cause substantial damage.Although the smaller figures have attacked many times, they are often hit by tall figures, so they have to slow down and distance themselves.The two are evenly matched...

Especially just now, Fujita grabbed Chen Zhen's fist with his jaw, and sent Chen Zhen flying with one punch.Chen Zhen was very passive because of the injury-for-injury style of play, but he quickly adjusted.

Being short isn't necessarily a disadvantage, and being tall isn't necessarily an advantage.

The temptation just now made Chen Zhen understand the gap in strength. This time he chose to use kicking skills to attack. Many kinds of countless learning made Chen Zhen more flexible. He kicked out and hit Fujita's lower abdomen.

It can be regarded as a pain for Fujita Gang.

After more than a dozen rounds, both of them figured out the opponent's routine, and the battle officially entered a fever pitch.

"Papa papa!" Chen Zhen's kicking skills were like a storm, and he kept greeting Fujita's neck, waist, and head.

The results were quite fruitful, but at this moment, Fujita grasped Chen Zhen's feet keenly, and hit the flying Chen Zhen's body with a right uppercut, flying half a meter away, and then followed closely, kicking , Another kick continued until Chen Zhen couldn't afford it.

"Hahaha, Chen Zhen, it seems that I still overestimated you, you people from the Qing Dynasty, the sick man of East Asia!" Fujita laughed triumphantly, as if he had a chance to win, and also seemed to be laughing at his previous caution.

But after a while, Chen Zhen stood up.

Wiping the blood that flowed out from the scratch on his forehead with his hand, a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and he thought of a way to deal with this kind of powerful enemy.

This time, Chen Zhen slowed down his attack and started his own provocation. The fingers of his right hand were bent, constantly hooking towards him.

"Come on, come on!" Chen Zhen shouted in Japanese.

Fujita started his own attack just now with pride, and a whip kick hit Chen Zhen's feet with great force.But Chen Zhen had been paying attention to Fujita's steps, and easily dodged, and then took turns to fight with punches and kicks.

Although Chen Zhen's straight fist was blocked by Fujita, he turned his fist into a palm, and the longest middle finger pierced into Fujita's right eye, and blood flowed immediately.

Taking advantage of the victory, Chen Zhen continued to attack Fujita's right eye while taking advantage of Fujita's one eye until he knocked Fujita to the ground.

Just when Chen Zhen was about to end the enemy, a cold light flashed over, and it turned out that Fujita still had a Japanese short sword on his body.

The cold light flashed, making Chen Zhen not in a hurry to dodge, and accidentally scratched his right arm.

It's a battle of life and death...

Fujita used the advantage of the weapon to keep approaching. Seeing that the knife was more ferocious and tricky than before, Chen Zhen flew forward and pulled out a belt from his waist.He slapped Fujita's face heavily, like a father hitting his son.

The belt had an iron head, like a small meteor hammer, hitting Fujita's body with both rigidity and softness.In the next volume, Fujita's Japanese sword was directly taken away.

Then Chen Zhen even used the wall of the alley in the alley, and because he couldn't see clearly in one eye, he flew behind Fujita. The belt crossed and tied Fujita's neck tightly. At the same time, the body bowed slightly, and exerted a strong force.

"Click!" The sound of the shattered throat was clearly audible in this silent night.

"I found Mr. Fujita!" At this moment, a Japanese soldier shouted, and Chen Zhen, who had avenged his revenge, began to run towards the British Concession.

"Master Fujita is dead!" A Japanese soldier yelled towards the team after inspecting the corpse. Then, the Japanese fell into a manic mode, and the gunshots rang out.

As far as I can see, the lights that were originally on in the upstairs buildings in Shanghai began to go out quickly.

British Concession

After answering the phone call, Xie Yuankui, the chief Chinese inspector, walked out of the office and shouted to the armed inspectors in the lobby: "Brothers, the Japanese are crazy and are shooting randomly in the concession, it's time for us! "

In fact, Chen Zhen was not spared from the chaos of gunfire. Both arms were shot, and he ran towards the pier staggeringly. Since he was going to die, he should die cleanly, so as not to cause trouble to Jingwumen.

But when he turned a street, a group of policemen in full gear frightened him, but after that, he saw Xie Yuankui, the Chinese chief inspector who had met once, waving at him.

Chen Zhen walked over suspiciously, and the patrolmen kept their eyes on each other, as if they didn't see him. Chen Zhen walked past amidst such suspicion.

After another intersection, two men appeared in Chen Zhen's field of vision, and behind them were two rickshaws.

One of them, Chen Zhen knew, was Lu Tingyun.

Seeing that Chen Zhen was covered in blood, a person dressed as a Qing court woman ran down from a rickshaw, and hurriedly helped Chen Zhen up. It was Mitsuko Yamada.

"Mr. Chen, you are really good! Fujita Gou said he would kill if he said so!" Lu Tingyun said in a tone of hatred.

"Big man..." Chen Zhen wanted to say something to do and not to do, but was interrupted by a burly man in fur and full of luxury beside Lu Tingyun, "Chen Zhen, Shanghai is not a place to stay for a long time. The car will take you to Suzhou, recover your injuries there, and go to Kanto!"

"Dare to ask who you are?"

"Wang Keren! One of Zhu Chuanwu's uncles, I will take care of you from Jingwumen."

When Chen Zhen heard this, he finally knew that he owed Han Yao a favor after all.I wanted to say something more, but Wang Keren seemed to see something, "Chen Zhen, Guangzi is a good girl, and now only Bingcheng can accommodate your cross-border love affair. And, do you think your master's revenge? Japan If the militant faction survives for a day, your master's revenge will not be counted as revenge."

Because of the presence of Mitsuko Yamada, Wang Keren's attack area was not wide, and he was even limited to the hawks and militants of the Japanese Communist Party.

Chen Zhen thought about it, "Uncle Wang, thank you, I will go to Kanto, but Jingwumen?"

"Mr. Chen, our shopkeeper said that he will take care of the people of Jingwumen, that is, he will take care of them. Don't worry, our shopkeeper keeps his promise!" Lu Tingyun said, but he didn't expect that Chen Zhen would sometimes kill him. He is decisive, but sometimes he grinds his teeth.

Chen Zhen didn't speak any more, as if to deeply remember Wang Keren's face, he dragged his arm that had received the gunshot wound, and solemnly clasped his fists towards Wang Keren, who seemed to be a big man in front of him: "Chen Zhen will never forget the kindness you have received today."

With the departure of the two rickshaws, the British Concession Patrol and the Japanese team of the Shanghai Volunteer Army officially began a confrontation.

"This is the British Concession. You are making a fuss in the Hongkou area. You shoot indiscriminately. The British Consul is very angry and will formally reprimand your Japanese Consul. Now the entire British Concession will be under military control, and Indian soldiers will arrive soon. I advise you You should leave!" Xie Yuankui said angrily, just now he received a direct call from the British consul.

"Xie Xunyuan, I advise you to leave. A lieutenant officer has died in the Japanese Empire. We must catch the murderer!" A man who looked like a Japanese military officer shouted.

"Gangyi Oguri, I advise you to think clearly, the British consul is the one who reprimanded you. If you want to go in, you can! But the British Concession is currently under curfew, and you are not allowed to carry guns and ammunition!" But I was thinking in my heart, when can the Qing people themselves listen to the orders of the governor of Shanghai?

The Japanese officer known as Koichi Oguri looked livid and reprimanded him!Another reprimand!But Japan will definitely be able to withstand it, and the murderer who killed Takeshi Fujita must be caught.

After some instructions, the Japanese team of the Shanghai Volunteer Army handed over their guns and walked towards the British Concession neatly. They wanted to search Chen Zhen out.

But when they walked past the Chinese patrolmen in the British Concession one by one, Oguri Gangyi noticed that there was a sneer on the corner of Xie Yuankui's mouth.

……

"Boss, all the forces we gathered in Shanghai have been involved this time! And how did you mobilize the Green Gang?" Lu Tingyun sat on the co-pilot of the car, closed his eyes and meditated behind Wang Keren asked.

"Tingyun, it seems that I am still too indulgent to you! What is the third discipline of the hunter department?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't know what you shouldn't know!" Lu Tingyun put away his hippie smile and said seriously.

That's it...

When the Japanese team of the Volunteer Army in Shanghai disarmed and entered the British Concession, what awaited them was a siege by the forces of the rivers and lakes. The death of a Japanese is a big deal, but it is really difficult to say that a group of people died. The power of this Japanese army is intricate.All major gangs in Shanghai will participate, and the Japanese soldiers are originally loose civilian groups. Although they have been trained for several months, they are still far away from forming combat effectiveness, let alone no weapons and ammunition.

Axes, machetes... After the Japanese turned a corner, where Wang Keren was originally, people from the rivers and lakes appeared here, like tigers entering a herd...

The year is 1910, not 1937.

(End of this chapter)