20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 327 Riot

The protesting crowd stretched as far as the eye could see.

The long queue moved slowly along the main road towards the west of the city, and young people were still gathering in groups in the streets and alleys.

After the "leakage" of the negotiations, there have been several small-scale protests, but most of them were limited to their own groups, and they have never been on this scale.

"It is estimated that some details have been revealed."

Jiang Lianheng murmured to himself, then turned around and ordered: "Old Yuan, you guys keep an eye on the door, don't slack off."

Yuan Xinfa responded.

Afterwards, Jiang Lianheng continued: "Nanfeng, go to Xiaoxiguan immediately and tell Lao Han and Lao Zhong that Shangban will be closed today. The insurance company will also be closed today."

"Brother Dao, you don't have to be like this, right?" Wang Zhengnan stepped forward and said, "These students are not here for us."

Jiang Lianheng shook his head: "They are not soldiers! With so many people gathering together to vent their anger, anything can happen."

"I'll be there right away!"

After saying that, Jiang Lianheng asked Xifeng to bring three or five brothers to go out with him to have a look.

Of course, we can't go to Miyata Ryuji again today.

Sure enough, both parties to the negotiation had disputes with each other and made concessions to each other.

"You still have to endure them for ninety-nine years?" Li Zhengxi was furious and immediately followed the students and shouted several times.

"Wait a minute! Let them hang a sign at the door, just say...'Remember the national humiliation, close business for one day', it's something like that, hurry up and do it!"

Hu Xiaoyan shouted to him in the room: "Xiaodao, don't go today."

Domestic and foreign reporters mingled among them, taking photos with bulky cameras.

Jiang Lianheng spread out the flyer and let the crowd push him forward while looking down at the gossip on the flyer.

The high-profile Clause No. 5 is still the focus of most people's attention, but for businesses in Feng Province, they are obviously more concerned about Clause No. 2: unrestricted immigration, operating road mineral rights, and extending the lease period of the Southern Railway and ancillary land along the line to nine months. Nineteen years...

Needless to say, the target of the protestors was the Southern Railway annex.

"Girl? Classmate, give me a flyer!"

Not long after, a long line of people had already left the small west gate.

Passing the Huayang Commercial Port, there were even more people there. It seemed that all the young students in the city had come out in droves, including teachers, workers, small businessmen, and hawkers.

A female student in blue held a paper loudspeaker and shouted loudly beside him: "Boycott Japanese goods and regain sovereignty!"

Side by side, foot after foot, there were deafening shouts from all directions.

Before they could even stand firm, the brothers were pushed forward by the surging crowd, unable to help themselves.

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On the roofs and windows on both sides, people can be seen waving flags and shouting from time to time.

The female student looked at Jiang Lianheng along the sound, then took out a stack of leaflets from her arms and stuffed them into his hand.

Public anger cannot be offended. If someone bumps into me at this time, why should I be beaten to death in the street?

We went out not to watch the excitement, but to understand what was going on in the city.

Jiang Lianheng returned to his house and changed into the short coat worn by a hired worker before walking onto the street and joining the protesting crowd.

The doors of the consulates of Britain, the United States, France and Russia were closed, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Jiang Lianheng and others wanted to turn around and leave again, but there was no way out behind them.

The wave of people seemed to have a rhythm, one after another, bringing everyone to the boundary of the Southern Railway Annex.

A few students stood on the high platform and spoke passionately, but no one could hear them clearly.

On this side, soldiers and patrolmen lined up in a line, arms linked with each other, holding spears across their hands to resist the crowd; on the other side, the black hats and the garrison were also on alert. In the area affiliated with the Southern Railway, most of the Japanese shops were so scared that they had closed down, but there were still many fanatics waving colorful ribbons on the streets, as if they were not just provoking, but more like a rehearsal.

Li Zhengxi stood on tiptoe and looked around for a moment, then said angrily: "Brother Dao, these little devils are still fucking wandering!"

Jiang Lianheng held his breath and said helplessly: "If I were an Asian, I would dance too!"

It hurts those who are close to you, but it hurts those who are enemies!

It is now 1915, and the Japanese have snatched Jiaodong from the Germans.

Ten years ago, they snatched Nanman from Maozi in almost the same way.

Winning after winning, no matter who you are, you can't help but want to celebrate.

Gradually, the crowds on both sides began to get closer and closer.

At first, I could still hear a few righteous slogans, but later I found that they were not enough, and gradually turned into direct insults.

Here is a cry of "fuck you", and there is a sentence of "Baga Yalu".

The smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, some people among the protestors began to throw stones at the Dongyang trading company within the boundary of the annex.

"Crack-crack!"

Doors and windows were shattered. Although there were few people on the Japanese side, and most Japanese businessmen did not dare to take to the streets, there were still about a hundred people who fought back.

The military and police on both sides were nervous and saw that the situation was about to get out of control.

Jiang Lianheng suddenly caught a glimpse of a dozen Oriental samurai rushing out from the opposite street corner.

This group of people are in their thirties, wearing navy blue straight jackets, wide-sleeved tops, and wide skirts. They have long knives in their hands and short knives close to their bodies.

The person is not good!

Although the streets were crowded and Jiang Lianheng was not in the front row of the crowd, Li Zhengxi and others immediately stood in front of him with a wary expression.

Sure enough, as soon as this group of Japanese warriors appeared, they immediately rushed towards them.

Seeing that they were outnumbered, the students and workers naturally refused to give in. A riot and armed fighting was about to break out!

"Back off! Back off!"

The patrols and soldiers on both sides are trying their best to resist the crowds on their own side, but before the public is angry, it is like a mantis trying to block the chariot.

Seeing that the Japanese samurai could not get closer, the leader immediately took out a pistol from his arms and shot directly at the crowd without any explanation.

"boom!"

As soon as the gunfire rang out, both sides immediately became commotion and fired warning shots into the air.

Many people didn't even see who fired the gun, so they responded to the sound and dispersed like birds and beasts, collapsing at the first touch!

There was a sudden loss of order on the street, with people trampling on each other and making a mess.

Empty anger cannot kill people.

Seeing the students fleeing in panic, the dozen or so Japanese samurai no longer fired, but laughed loudly while holding up their katana swords.

"Brother Dao, let's withdraw too!" The brothers shouted loudly beside them.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Lianheng nodded blankly, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly discovered that the Japanese garrison and the black hats had turned their guns and surrounded the dozen or so Japanese warriors. It seemed that some kind of conflict had occurred.

"Let's go, Brother Dao!"

The brothers urged him, and several of them were a little unsteady due to the wave of protests that dispersed.

Jiang Lianheng couldn't help but frown.

In the Nantie area, the Japanese have always taken good care of their own people. Why did they destroy their prestige today?

(End of this chapter)