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Chapter 184 Angry Liang Zhongchun

Four hours later, the Moonlight Cafe was littered with corpses.The corpses of thirteen Wang pseudo-agents were lying on the ground, and the calendar on the bar counter of the cafe was flipping through the calendar cards for the second day of the Lunar New Year and Friday.

Liang Zhongchun was still enjoying the atmosphere of family reunion, but the phone rang inappropriately.Picking up the phone, before he could speak, he heard a woman crying on the phone: "My brother is gone. Last night, he was gone."

Liang Zhongchun hurriedly covered the microphone, his hands were sweating, as if he didn't hear clearly, he hurriedly asked: "Who? Who died? Tong Hu? Who else? I'll go back right away." He had a cold face. ,hang up the phone.As soon as he turned around, Mrs. Liang was standing behind him.

"Who died?" Mrs. Liang asked.

"My men are dead."

"It's New Year's Eve..."

Liang Zhongchun said with a dark face: "It's New Year's Eve! Thirteen brothers have died! Thirteen lives!"

Mrs. Liang shivered and shouted, "Why are you yelling at me?"

The little boy sitting on the chair cried out in fright.

Mrs. Liang hurried to pick up the baby.

Liang Zhongchun complained: "You are like this, you must scare the children."

Mrs. Liang was also full of grievances: "Who scared the child to cry? Blame me."

Liang Zhongchun ignored him and walked out the door.

"You, are you leaving now? We haven't finished our meal yet."

Liang Zhongchun shouted coldly: "My subordinates didn't even catch up with the meal!" After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and left.

"Did he do it?" Ming Lou and Ming Cheng stood upstairs, looking down at Lin Mu, who was eating wine and playing cards with Ah Xiang downstairs, who was making a lot of noise, and asked.

"He came back at twelve o'clock yesterday." Mingcheng replied.

"It's not too late."

"The time of the incident was from eight to nine o'clock. When he came back, he was in a very good mood."

"I told him that he can't cut first and play later, and he just went his own way."

"It's no wonder that the new official took office three fires."

"Don't burn it and let's do it."

"Will he?"

"I was a gray area in his eyes."

"Mingtai shouldn't be so ruthless." Mingcheng said.

"I can't say for certain." Minglou said with certainty: "One day, when he has to, he will point his gun at me."

"He will not hurt big brother, I can guarantee that."

Minglou smiled, turned his head to Mingcheng and said in a low voice: "The world is unpredictable."

At this time, Lin Mu's roar came from downstairs: "You can't play tricks."

Minglou and Mingcheng heard the reputation, and it turned out that it was Ah Xiang who repented, which made Lin Mu unhappy, and the two were chasing around the sofa downstairs.Ah Xiang ran in front, shouting as she ran: "I'm going to cheat..." Lin Mu chased after her, as if he would not give up until he caught her.

The noise of the two children filled the whole house, making Ming Jing unable to read the newspaper quietly, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's Chinese New Year's Eve, let's go and play when we're full, don't make trouble anymore."

At the same time as Minglou and Mingcheng walked down the stairs, Aunt Gui took out an oil painting from the back room with a smile and handed it to Mingjing.

"Yo, the painting is so beautiful. Ah Cheng, did you draw it?" Ming Jing's eyes lit up, and he turned to Ming Cheng and asked.

"Yes, big sister, a New Year's gift for you."

Lin Mu also stopped chasing after A Xiang, and stuck to Ming Jing, tilting his head to watch together.

Ming Jing smiled warmly and said, "I like it so much, thank you, Cheng. What's the name of this painting?"

Minglou and Mingcheng answered together: "This painting is called..."

Mingcheng said first: "Homeland."

As soon as the words came out, Ah Xiang, who was standing aside, lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled, for fear that her master would see her appearance.

Minglou also took a look at Mingcheng and said, "Homeland?" with a suspicious look of "Are you sure?"

Mingcheng affirmed, "Homeland."

Seeing Mingcheng's sincere look, Minglou repeated to Mingjing: "Home."

"The name is nice, too. I'll ask Mingtai to go to the paper shop to have it framed." After Ming Jing finished speaking, he noticed that the two of them were neatly dressed and asked, "Hey, are you going out?"

"Yes, it's something urgent." Minglou replied respectfully.

Ming Jing nodded and said, "It's cold outside, put on more clothes."

Minglou responded, "Hey, we've all added sweaters to keep us warm."

"Come back soon."

Lin Mu then shouted: "Brother, go slowly, Brother Acheng, go slowly."

Minglou and Mingcheng responded and walked out the door.Watching the two leave, Ming Jing said to Ming Tai, "Take the time to frame the painting."

Lin Mu refused, "No, it's so cold outside."

Seeing that Minglou and Mingcheng walked out of the door completely, Ah Xiang smiled and told the truth, and said: "This painting also has a name."

"What name?" Ming Jing asked.

"Go to the next level."

Ming Jing, Lin Mu, and Aunt Gui were all taken aback when they heard this, then came back to their senses and burst into laughter.

"...No wonder." Ming Jing said with a laugh.

Lin Mu hugged the painting with a smile, and said mischievously, "I'll frame it right away and hang it in the living room."

Minglou was sitting in the car, Mingcheng got in the car after buying the newspaper, handed the newspaper and said, "Today's front page headline - Black Friday."

Minglou took the newspaper, looked at the eye-catching headlines and said, "A stroke of genius."

"Well, the speed of the news is faster than the reaction of No. 76."

"Walk."

The car drives down Long Street.

Downstairs of the Xihuapeng office at No. 76, rows of white linen cloths covered the corpses, and a depressive atmosphere enveloped the entire No. 76.

The simple layout of the mourning hall, the spies stood in two rows dejectedly.Liang Zhongchun, dressed in black mourning clothes, came slowly from outside the door with heavy steps.Wang Manchun followed closely behind, and Wang Manchun sneered at Liang Zhongchun's outfit. She thought that at this critical moment, military uniforms should be worn instead of mourning clothes. At this moment, careful arrangements should be made to boost morale instead of mourning.

Liang Zhongchun's eyes were empty, his face was as dry as a dead dog's, his hands were hanging down, tears burst down from the empty eye sockets, he offered incense and worshipped.

Wang Manchun followed suit.

"My brothers, last night, at the beginning of the new year, they gave their precious lives for the safety of the new government and the stability of the new regime." Liang Zhongchun said word by word, "I am so heartbroken!"

"The massacre by the Chongqing government and the Yan'an elements is outrageous! I am so indignant!" Liang Zhongchun's voice suddenly became high-pitched, his face flushed, and his neck became thicker due to his excitement, "No one in the French Concession Good newspapers, spread rumors, slander, and slander my No. 76 reputation. Here, I solemnly assure my brothers that I will definitely bring the criminals who committed the "New Year's Murder Case" to justice! Let the beach be a bright blue sky!"

Wang Manchun looked at Liang Zhongchun's back with contempt, and with air-conditioning in his nostrils, he turned and left without saying a word.

Liang Zhongchun looked at Wang Manchun's petite and arrogant back, and said to his subordinates: "We must work together to capture all the anti-Japanese elements on the beach, share the worries for the Japanese Imperial Army and Chairman Wang, and hold our camp. Don't shrink back, don't be afraid Death, do not give anyone the excuse to attack, try to endure, catch the real culprit as soon as possible, and avenge the brothers who died!"

(End of this chapter)