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Chapter 2024 Yu Zhengdong's Death

The next day, outside the residential area of ​​the Japanese Gendarmerie, there was an extra rickshaw and a shoemaker who shined shoes.

Some of the shops here are already open for business, and some are not yet open. After all, it is too early, it is only six o'clock, and most of the shops here are Japanese people doing business.

One of the rickshaw drivers was sitting directly on the edge of a small beach selling fried dough sticks, drinking tea and eating fried dough sticks, with a natural expression, and was joking with the boss next to him.

"Boss, your fritters seem to be a bit small, and they seem to be a little thinner than those in Xidamen."

"Don't you look at where we are. Can it be compared with Xidamen? My fritters are much more delicious than those at Xidamen. Usually, many Japanese come to my place to eat fritters."

The boss didn't care about it, but joked about it. After all, there is no one there, even if a few Japanese came to buy it, they sold it casually.

At this moment, I saw the small door of the Gendarmerie residence open, and a middle-aged man ran out from inside.

Empty-handed, he walked casually along the outer street, but his eyes were still looking around, obviously watching the surroundings, and he seemed a little cautious.

However, it seems that he didn't take it to heart, it was very casual.

But the eyes of the young man eating fried dough sticks lit up, and the shoe polisher's eyes almost lit up, but he still lowered his head again, just looking at the middle-aged man opposite him from the corner of his eyes.

"There are guests, boss, put down the money first."

The young man eating fried dough sticks happily put down his pennies when he saw the person walking out, and ran over with his rickshaw.

And the shoemaker sat there directly, and didn't get up immediately.

"Sir, do you make cars?"

The young man ran over with the cart, and asked carefully the noon man who came out.

"Go away, don't take the car!"

As soon as the noon man saw the stinky cart driver, he immediately started cursing.

"Sir, my car runs fast and steady with you, really."

The young man put down the car immediately, and was ready to meet him, but when he put down his hand, he blocked it with his body, then drew the pistol from his arms, and shot the middle-aged man continuously.

And the middle-aged man never thought that a cart puller turned out to be an assassin. This kind of common thing turned out to be an assassin who assassinated him.

"Damn it, you..."

"Clap clap clap!"

Three shots were fired in succession, and the middle-aged man almost stared wide-eyed. Looking at the blood spouting from his chest, he fell back unwillingly.

When the young man saw that the man had been killed, he ran out of the car, ran to the side, and started running crazily on the street.

The middle-aged man was none other than Yu Zhengdong. No one would have thought that Yu Zhengdong would have appeared this morning for what Qian Jun had arranged in the middle of the night, and he had become the ghost of the dead man.

The shoemaker and the old man selling fried dough sticks on the opposite side seemed to be quite scared when they saw the murder, so they just collected the things and ran in another direction.

It's just that when the shoemaker's box was running, there was a rattling sound inside, like the sound of metal colliding.

Those were four grenades, and the direction he sent was the direction the young man was running in, so he also wanted to support them.

When Yu Zhengdong fell down, the gendarmerie guards on the opposite side also saw the young man shooting, especially when the gunshot directly absorbed the opponent, they immediately picked up their guns and chased after him.

They followed the young man and fired, but the distance between them has been directly pulled from more than 20 meters to more than 100 meters, and the speed of the young man is quite fast, and the distance is still increasing.

And the young man with the shoebox on his back saw the Japanese soldiers chasing after him, so he followed the Japanese soldiers and also chased after them.

It's just that when the distance between him and the Japanese soldiers was more than 20 meters, he also had an extra pistol in his hand.

He fired repeatedly at the two Japanese soldiers who were chasing him.

The two Japanese soldiers never thought that there were reinforcements behind them, so they rushed directly to the ground in front, and then saw blood gushing from behind.

"Damn little devil, go to hell."

He cursed directly, then threw a few leaflets out of his pocket, and chased after the young man in front of him.There were fewer pedestrians on the street, and there were even many shops that hadn't opened yet.

After the two ran across this street, they turned a corner and turned into a park in the other direction.

After hearing the gunshots, the Japanese military police at the back also ran over 3 minutes later, but there was no one in sight in front of them.

But Yu Zhengdong and the two Japanese soldiers had already fallen to the ground, dying beyond death.

"Baga, what kind of work is this, dare to run to the door of the gendarmerie to assassinate, chase me!"

As a Japanese pointed in the direction, a team of a dozen or so Japanese gendarmes chased after him directly.

"Jingle Bell!"

Oda Ernan was sleeping at home, before he got up, he heard the phone ringing by the bedside.

He looked at his watch in dissatisfaction, only to find that it was 6:5, he couldn't help but pick up the phone and asked directly: "Who, what is it?"

"Section Chief Xiaotian, it's not good. Yu Zhengdong was killed just as he walked to the gate, and two military policemen from the empire were also killed. Now they are chasing the assassin."

"Baga, what are you talking about? Yu Zhengdong was killed just as he left the house. What are you doing to eat? Catch up with me. I want to live." Oda Ernan was almost so angry that he was about to smoke.

"Hi!"

It's just that when the Japanese military police and police surrounded them again, the two youths had already disappeared in the city, and they didn't know where they went.

And in a shantytown in the north of the city, Sanwa and Erhu were sitting in a room, almost out of breath.

"Sanba, let's clean up now and leave immediately to prevent accidents? After all, that old man or people around may recognize us!"

"No, we have been notified above, we will stay at home these few days, the money has been sent, and now we hide all the weapons. Don't let people see it."

"That's fine, but some of us saw us just now, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay, we threw away all our other things, and even changed our clothes. As for the rickshaw, it was just stolen, and we couldn't find it if we checked it. Don't worry, it's strange that you threw away your shoe box pity."

"It's okay. I've already made a new one at home. In a few days, I'll use the new one to pick up the job."

The two discussed it, then fell on the bed and started to sleep. As for the table, there were still some dishes, but the wine hadn't started yet.

Compared to the happiness of the two of them, in the Japanese gendarmerie, General Nozawa was about to go crazy. After all, shooting someone at the gate of the gendarmerie gate, wasn't that a slap in the face?

"Baga, these anti-Japanese elements are too arrogant, even killing people and handing out leaflets, check for me, start from the printed leaflets, we must find out, we must let none of these anti-Japanese elements escape, and kill them all !"

He slapped the table and roared loudly.

"Xiaotian, this time, you have to show me your grades. Look, this damn leaflet is about to be posted on our faces. Do you still have face?"

"Hi!"

Oda Ernan directly bowed his body and responded loudly.

(End of this chapter)