Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

In the alley of the old district in the west of the city, outside Huang Daya's underground opium den, there was already a crowd of military commanders' agents.

The team was led by Song Xiaoan and Zhao Jianzhi.

Zhao Jianzhi was responsible for inquiring about the news, while Song Xiaoan made a secret plan to block all three exits of the opium shop.

The terrain of the alleys in the old district is very complicated, and the alleys are like a maze. If it weren't for the local people Zhao Jianzhi found to guide the military commander's agents, Song Xiaoan and Zhao Jianzhi would not have been able to find this place.

Song Xiaoan held the rosary in his hand and looked at the listless and depressed people who entered the underground opium den from time to time. He said angrily: "Boss Dai has banned smoking and no one is allowed to touch it, but there are still so many people taking risks. And if Huang Daya hadn't Being a traitor, I’m afraid we still don’t know that there are people selling cigarettes in this barren alley, and we don’t know where their purchasing channels are.”

Zhao Jianzhi said: "What's the point? Many of our people are still doing it secretly. Boss Dai said that smoking should be banned, but can it be banned? In the face of huge interests, how many people can control it. Forget it, Let’s not talk about this anymore, shall we do it now?”

Song Xiaoan thought for a while and said: "When we take action, let the brothers be gentler. What we want is Huang Daya, not this group of smokers. And Huang Daya can only capture live ones, otherwise the clue will be lost."

Zhao Jianzhi thought for a while and said, "Do you think Huang Daya will be in this opium den?"

Song Xiaoan shook his head and said: "It's hard to say. According to the information we have now, Huang Daya is an old man with strong anti-reconnaissance and hiding abilities. This is due to his previous living environment. He often Being chased is a skill developed over many years."

"kindness!"

Zhao Jianzhi responded, thinking that Song Xiaoan was right. Huang Daya was indeed very cunning. It was still difficult to conclude that he was in the opium den.

So Zhao Jianzhi waved his hand and ordered his agents to start taking action.

The agents at the three entrances took action at the same time, and their contact method was an extra-long whistle.

Hearing the whistle, except for the people who set up cards outside, everyone rushed into the underground opium den from three entrances.

Zhao Jianzhi and his men rushed in from the front, frightening those who came to smoke at a loss.

"When military commanders are doing things, they should squat against the wall with their hands on their heads, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

A military agent shouted loudly, ordering the smokers to squat against the wall with their hands in the air.

The seven or eight smokers at the entrance were instantly controlled, while Zhao Jiazhi led the people to continue rushing into the depths of the smokehouse.

This underground opium den is like an underground maze. I don’t know who dug out the underground alleys in the old district in the west of the city.

Entering below, you can see that there are beggars and homeless people living in every house.

As soon as these people saw the military commanders entering, they started shouting, obviously informing the people in the opium den.

Zhao Jianzhi shouted loudly: "Damn it, anyone who calls me again will be shot."

Zhao Jianzhi doesn't care about this. If anyone dares to sabotage his plan, he will be killed in one word.

But when they saw Zhao Jianzhi drawing a gun to kill, the refugees and beggars stopped screaming. Huang Daya only gave them a place to live, and occasionally sent them steamed buns to support them.

So there is no need for them to risk their lives. What's more, I'm afraid the people inside have heard their screams. They have completed their mission, so they sit back in their nests again. Yes, this is a nest. It doesn’t even have a door. There are only paper shells, broken quilts, and even straw that they picked up, piled in a small space of a few square meters like a cave dwelling.

But obviously these people are very satisfied, because if there is no such place, then they have to live in the open air.

Of course, even if these people appear to be beggars, someone will have to interrogate them later. Because who dares to say that Huang Daya is not hiding among these people?

But now, everyone is running towards the deepest part of the opium den, because Huang Daya's nest is at the center of the maze below.

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At the same time, Sun Chuanfang had just smoked cigarettes and hung out with a few men.

As the saying goes, with only exhausted cows and no plowed fields, Sun Chuanfang could handle several men by herself, and she still had a feeling that she still had unfinished business.

However, at this moment, the waiter from the opium shop ran in in a panic and reported: "Old boss, someone has come in."

Sun Chuanfang said lazily: "Who is so ignorant of the style? They are here to enjoy the autumn breeze again. They come here several times a month. It's really annoying."

Sun Chuanfang still didn't realize the seriousness of the matter. He still thought that it was the patrol police, gendarmerie, city defense army, central commander, or someone from the military commander who came to ask for bribes.

So she didn't pay attention at all, but calmly looked for her own clothes among a pile of men's clothes.

At this time, a young master from a wealthy family held Sun Chuanfang's delicate waist from behind and said, "Madam boss, what else are you wearing? If you stand in front of him like this, even if he is a god descending to earth, you will still have to bow down. Under your pomegranate skirt?"

Sun Chuanfang stretched out her index finger and tapped the other person's forehead, and said with a smile: "You little thing, you are really good at talking. Even if the other person wants to prostrate himself, then you have to ask your sister to find a pomegranate skirt to wear?"

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door curtain was opened, and Zhao Jianzhi had already rushed in with his people. However, when he saw the people on the earthen bed, including Zhao Jianzhi, everyone was stunned on the spot. They are arresting Huang Daya, not cracking down on pornography.

However, Zhao Jianzhi is well-informed. As a military agent, what has he not seen? To him, this was a completely small scene.

So Zhao Jianzhi immediately shouted: "Everyone put on their clothes slowly. Then tell me, who among you is the boss here?"

At this time, those young masters from rich families and frequent visitors to the opium den saw that the other party was from the military command, and that they were not moved by beauty at all. They were even more vicious, so they quickly said to Sun Chuanfang: "She, she, she is." The boss here."

Sun Chuanfang glanced at the men behind her who betrayed her and snorted disdainfully. She had seen through men.

She still put on her clothes slowly, then crossed her hands on her chest and asked, "What does this officer want? We might as well talk inside."

With that said, Sun Chuanfang lifted the door curtain of the inner room and walked in. Zhao Jianzhi also followed in.

However, as soon as Zhao Jianzhi entered the room, a fragrant wind blew, and Sun Chuanfang suddenly threw herself into Zhao Jianzhi's arms.

Zhao Jianzhi was about to scold him, but Sun Chuanfang huffed and said, "I just like strong men like you!"

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