20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 414 The King of Hell clicks Mao
Northwest of Fengtian, start along Xiaoxiguan Street, pass by the British American Tobacco Company, turn north and go straight, which is the provincial freight terminal.

The Fengshan Road warehouse diagonally opposite the station is the largest storage base in the provincial capital. Many goods traveling from south to north must stop and be transferred here in nine out of ten cases.

The coal mines in Fushun, the iron mines in Benxi, as well as the wood and grain from the white mountains and black waters, are continuously feeding the Oriental beast across the sea.

Wang Zhengnan led several people to drive several carriages to the storage center. There were about a hundred boxes with "Farm Tools and Supplies" posted on them, but they could only watch helplessly. They couldn't transport them anyway.

The Southern Railway Investigation Department had already received the news in advance, and Miyata Ryuji personally informed the Transportation Department to seize these "farm tools and supplies."

"Why?" Wang Zhengnan argued with the Dongyang administrator, "This batch of goods is obviously shipped to Zongheng Insurance Company. We have completed all the procedures, why are we not allowed to pick up the goods?"

The Southern Railway translator relayed this to the administrator.

Xiao Dongyang dusted off his shoulders, curled his lips and shook his head: "There is no reason, you just can't pick up the goods."

"What do you mean?" Wang Zhengnan was very dissatisfied, "Is there still Wang's law? Is there still law? You just acted like gangsters, didn't you?"

Xiao Dongyang sneered twice: "No matter what you say, this batch of goods cannot be taken away. Now please leave immediately."

"Are you sure you didn't see those little beggars?" Namin asked suspiciously.

The old guy's scar healed and he forgot about the pain. After just a few days of peaceful life, he acted like a master again, just enjoying himself and forgetting about the dangers outside.

"Hey! Be gentle, be gentle!" Master Beile always warned everyone, "This is something from the palace. Lafayette rewarded it back then, don't break it!"

"Hey! Gaiming grabbed it, right? If you don't let us pick up the goods, we won't leave!"

Wang Zhengnan knew very well that he had to cheat at this time, otherwise the arms would be transported back to Dalini as soon as he turned around.

Na Min winked at him, then quickly waved his hands and said: "Let's go, let's go!"

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Na Min and Suo Cheng turned a deaf ear to this.

A few old braids couldn't help but complain nagging.

"In the final analysis, the benefits are too small. It's really not possible to give them the entire southern Liaoning. Dongyang is a friendly country. Since we want to cooperate, we must be sincere enough!"

The two of them stood by the window sill, lifted the curtains, and looked nervously at the narrow alley across the street.

Accusations from all parties fell on Miyata Ryuji, making him breathless.

Not only that, the Oriental Civil Service Group in Fengtian is also frequently holding the Black Dragon Society to account for the case of "unauthorized planning to assassinate Zhang Yuting".

"Miyata Ryuji, don't think that I don't know what you are doing!" Consul General Yata roared on the phone, "Your actions have not been approved by the cabinet. If you provoke a war, can you bear the responsibility? Bastards! Waiting to be dismissed Bar!"

On the other side, Lao Hei opened the door, walked out of the Red Mansion, stood on the street at the door, glanced at the empty alley diagonally opposite, and suddenly a hint of joking appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It is foreseeable that with the failure of this operation, his official career has come to an end.

"I have emphasized this countless times!" Deputy Commander Tanaka's voice seemed particularly low, "The Zongshe Party is simply a bunch of rabble, and their plan is just a riot under the military might of the empire, which cannot overturn the political situation in Manchuria! Zhang Yuting They are pro-Japanese people who can be used. How dare you disturb the situation at this time? This is the original plan to destroy the empire! "

Na Min walked over patiently and persuaded: "Master Beile, let's eat on the train!"

The old guy was chattering in the living room, while the thugs were helping them pack their luggage.

He is not worried about making the matter big, he has completed all the procedures, and this is a secret batch of arms. If the trouble becomes known to everyone and the government agencies of both sides come forward, the arms will be given to Lao Zhang at a cheaper price.

"No, I just asked someone to go out and have a look." Suo Qi shook his head, "Li Zhengxi is in prison. The Jiang family has no time to take care of themselves. Those little brats are scared and they haven't been seen in the past few days."

"Eating on the train?" Mr. Beile shook his head quickly, "That's not okay! Is that food for people to eat on the train? That...Old Heizi, come here. On the way back, find a high-end restaurant and order a few grilled ones. Chicken, make a pot of good wine, and then... Forget it, we can’t eat it on the way, so let’s just make do with it!”

This was a game. Both sides wanted to hide the truth, and it was deadlocked for a while.

Mr. Baylor then said: "Oh, by the way, you have to buy a ticket for that first-class carriage! I can't catch a train with those big bosses. They are shabby and lose their status. It will not only embarrass me, but also us. The face of the Qing Dynasty! Remember, if it weren’t for the first-class carriage, I wouldn’t leave!”

"Oops! Master Beile, please collect your magical powers!" Namin said hurriedly, "Sit down quickly, sit down quickly, drink some water, come drink water, don't choke!"

Lao Hei looked at Na Min again.

"That's good!" Na Min turned around and waved to a burly man, "Old Hei, come here, you go to the train station immediately and buy the nearest ticket to Luda University. We will leave right away. !”

The failure of the "Manchu-Mongolian Death Regiment" operation means that the Black Dragon Society and the Clan Socialist Party's plan to "cooperate internally and externally to subvert Fengtian" has completely failed. At present, they can only rely on the Mongolian bandits in the north to storm the provincial capital.

At this time, he inevitably thought of the copper-tipped bullet again, and he couldn't help but feel chills all over his body.

When several old braids heard the noise, they immediately turned their heads and asked, "Are you leaving now? We haven't eaten this whole afternoon. Let's leave after eating!"

It's no wonder that after being a nobleman of the Eight Banners for most of his life, he always looks like his master wherever he goes. At this age, his status cannot be changed for a while.

Wang Zhengnan sent someone back to inform his sister-in-law, and the administrator had no choice but to go back and ask the Ministry of Transportation for instructions to inform Miyata Ryuji of the situation.

Lao Hei looked at Na Min.

"Hey! I haven't finished talking yet! The roast chicken must be just one month old. One day less or one more day will make the meat quality bad. Don't look at my bad teeth, I can eat it!"

The phone in the office almost never stops ringing.

"Idiot!" Lao Shanren was particularly excited. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You can't do this kind of thing, but you still have the honor to live? You should commit suicide by caesarean section and die to apologize!"

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The curtains in the room were tightly closed, and Namin and others had just received the news: the beheading operation had failed, and Lord Beile and the rest were escorted back to Kanto State safely as soon as possible!
After all, as early as four years ago, Zhang Laoge had destroyed many CCP organs and secret strongholds in Feng Province. Now that he was assassinated, he would definitely have to clean up again in the provincial capital.

"Look, I just told you that we should have been allowed to go back a long time ago. It's useless to waste so long here!"

South Railway Annex, Nanisu Street, Red Mansion.

At this time, Miyata Ryuji was furious in the office.

Then, he called a foreign car and drove towards Fengtian Railway Station.

When I arrived at the ticket collection window, I discovered that the latest train to Luda would leave in fifteen minutes.

There was no time, so Lao Hei had to buy a dozen tickets for the four o'clock train, three first-class carriages, and the rest were second-class carriages.

Immediately afterwards, he found a delicatessen shop in the affiliated area and bought four roast chickens for Mr. Beile and his gang. He didn't even mention the matter of how old he was, because he didn't want to buy it in the first place, but now There were still more than three hours until the train departed, so I had more than enough time, so I lowered my head and walked into the store.

The name of the delicatessen shop is very strange, called Fat Ya.

The shop had a full collection of samples and was the livelihood of a family of five, including the parents-in-law, a couple, and a child under one year old. The mother was tied on the back and crying for some unknown reason.

"Four roast chickens!"

"How many?" The old shopkeeper's eyes lit up.

"Four!"

"Hey! OK, OK!" The old shopkeeper hurriedly asked Lao Hei to sit down in the store. "You can take these two first. Wait a moment, they are being roasted in the back room! Eight or ten points, they will be ready soon!"

There are three tables set up in the delicatessen shop, and they can't cook big dishes, but if they have two kilograms of soy beef, a cucumber, a fried plate of peanuts, and two pickles for dipping, the three buddies can still drink it in one sip. Very beautiful!
Lao Hei walked into the store and found an empty table. As soon as he sat down, another customer came to the deli and walked to the counter, asking for some meat and a drink.

"Hey!" The old shopkeeper looked back and said with some embarrassment, "Sir, why don't you two share a table first? This guy will leave soon."

The guest didn't mind. He walked over with a smile and hugged his fists in front of Lao Hei: "Sorry to bother you."

Lao Heiyi squinted his eyes and glanced at the person who came. He saw that the person was fair and clean, looking like an actor singing a leading role, so he snorted coldly, turned away, and muttered in an unclean manner: " Two-chair thing!”

Ten minutes later, as expected, the roast chicken was not done.

It's not that fast! The old shopkeeper only cares about getting the business first, and the real deal will come when the money is in hand. When the roast chicken will be ready, that is another matter. Don't ask, just ask, "It's eight out of ten, it'll be ready soon." But I waited and waited, but the roast chicken never came.

Fortunately, the departure time was still early, and Lao Hei was too lazy to go back early and listen to those old brats nagging, so he sat back and waited with peace of mind.

However, the cry of the child in the store was really annoying, and the old shopkeeper's daughter-in-law tried her best to soothe the child's cry by coaxing and coaxing her.

Lao Hei couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "After all, I'm a shop owner, what's the point of hiring one more person to die? Damn it, the little bastard will be honest after a few beatings to death!"

At this time, the guest at the same table suddenly asked: "Brother, don't you care about children?"

Lao Hei tilted his head and glared at him. He didn't want to talk to him, but turned around and shouted: "Shopkeeper, your roast chicken is a newly hatched chicken? Can it still be cooked?"

"Sir, wait a moment, we'll be here soon!" The old shopkeeper shouted into the back room quickly, "Shunzi, hurry up, the guest is anxious!"

Lao Hei cursed and asked, "Do you have a hut at home? Lend it to me!"

The old shopkeeper nodded, raised his finger and said: "Put it in the back room and go through it. It's in the northwest corner of the backyard."

Lao Hei stood up unsteadily, placed the two roast chickens in his hands on the counter, then threw off his arms, ducked through the door frame, and walked into the backyard.

The moment I pushed open the door of the latrine in the northwest corner, my dear, the soaring stench hit the sky, mosquitoes and flies swooped down like hungry tigers, and the sparrows perched on the eaves immediately took flight!

"Oh my god! He's murderous!"

Lao Hei quickly covered his mouth and nose, staggered back two steps, and sighed in his heart: This is a fucking meat seller, and the fertility is really strong!

He stood on tiptoe and took a look inside. He saw that the pit was dug deep enough. Lao Hei gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He was about to turn around and take a deep breath of life-saving energy to rush into the "Longtan". When he made a quick decision, he suddenly discovered that the door panel of the latrine was actually Being held firmly by the other hand!

"who!"

Lao Hei turned around, feeling a chill in his throat at first, and then realized that the person standing silently behind him was the guest at the same table with an actor-like appearance.

"you!"

As soon as Lao Hei opened his mouth, the blood from his throat immediately splashed out, and occasionally a few drops landed on the guest's face.

The man narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, but said: "It's not unfair!"

It turns out there is really murderous intent!
"Bang!"

The door panel was suddenly knocked, and there were sounds of fighting, struggling, silence...

The old shopkeeper shouted from the cabinet in the front yard: "My lord! My lord, the roast chicken you want is ready! My lord! My lord?"

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"Boom boom boom!"

In the Red Mansion Mansion, the old and young people from the Qing court, Na Min, Suo Cheng and others had already packed their luggage. Everyone gathered in the living room and were complaining about Lao Hei's delay in coming back.

The sudden knock on the door made several old braids immediately excited.

"You're back, but we're going to starve to death!"

"Wait a minute!" Suo Cheng suddenly stepped forward to stop Gray Braid who was about to open the door. He nervously called his two brothers, took out his pistol and walked towards the entrance, "I'll open the door!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door panel was pushed open halfway, something seemed to be stuck. With another push, a subtle "rumbling" sound came from outside the door, as if it was a stone.

Suo Qie leaned out of the door and found no one. He looked down and saw a red brick blocking the door panel, and something seemed to be pressed underneath.

He leaned down and opened the red brick, and several train tickets soaked in blood suddenly came into view!
Suo Cheng immediately closed the door with a bang, walked back to the living room with the train tickets, came to Na Min, and said urgently: "Twelve train tickets, Lao Hei is dead!"

"what?"

There was an exclamation in the living room, and several old braids suddenly became a mess.

Na Min stopped shouting for a few words, then rushed to the window, looked outside for a few times, turned back and asked Suo Cheng: "Didn't you say that those little beggars are all gone!"

"There are still people in the Jiang family!" Suo Cheng said firmly, "Aside from those little beggars, there must be people in the Jiang family!"

"Impossible!" Na Min said to himself hesitantly, "Miyata Ryuuji, Captain Zhao of the Patrol Bureau, and Translator Tan, they have already figured out the Jiang family's background! It's impossible! There's a mistake, Jiang Lianheng and Zhao Guoyan are not in Fengtian, Li Zhengxi is in prison, most of Han Xinyuan and Zhong Yushan's men have been detained by the patrol, and they are about to turn against each other. "

He was pacing back and forth as he spoke.

"The remaining few, including a soldier, a boring gourd, a fat man, and a cripple, have to stay in the Jiang family to protect the mansion. They have no time to be recruiters!"

"Dark entrance!"

Suo Cheng looked around the street and said with a somewhat solemn expression: "There are black guns outside, and we - are trapped here!"

"Ah?" Mr. Beile and others suddenly no longer hurt their waists, their legs were no longer sore, and they no longer wanted to eat roast chicken. "Then hurry up and invite people from our Eastern allies to come over and escort us!"

"What's the use of escorting!" Suo Qie roared, "Can I still escort you to Luda University? Even if I escort you to Luda University, can I protect you for the rest of your life? Last time those foreign reporters took photos nearby, Jiang My family has already remembered your faces. Even if you arrive in Kanto Prefecture, you will still be liquidated if you are slightly negligent!"

Mr. Beile's face turned pale and he cursed loudly: "Then Jiang Lianheng is a bastard, and he won't let go if he bites his tongue?"

Needless to say, Lao Baylor finally said something right. Jiang Lianheng indeed has this kind of conduct.

"Master Suo, according to what you said, the person who works as a recruiter for the Jiang family is not in Miyata Ryuuji's information?" Na Min quickly stepped forward and asked, "Who else could it be? There are so many people watching around us. Why didn’t you respond at all for such a long time?”

"This man must be an expert in the sect!"

Suo Cheng suddenly remembered the situation in Liaoyang when he used the "Double Dragon Society" to test Jiang Lianheng.

That time, he borrowed an online rumor - "It's dark under the lamp", Wen Tingge!
However, he has actually never met this person at all. After all, it is just a rumor that he used to gain leverage.

"Is it possible that... Wen Tingge was really in Liaoyang at that time?" Suo Cheng murmured to himself, "And he happened to be following Jiang Lianheng. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

He would rather believe that there is another capable person in the Jiang family, because although "Hei under the lamp" is a big thief from outside, he is still a well-mannered person after all, and he should not have been in Fengtian with the Jiang family for such a long time.

In any case, one thing is certain, the situation between Rong Wuye and Jiang Lianheng has been reversed.

This "impregnable" Red Mansion has quietly turned into the Jiang family's corral. Even if they can escape for a while, it will be difficult to escape for the rest of their lives.

On the coffee table, the beige faith filled with copper-tipped bullet casings grinned at one corner, as if it was a sinister smile.

Thinking of this, Suo Cheng felt increasingly uneasy.

When I turned around, I could no longer see the figures of the nobles of the Eight Banners in the room. Instead, there were vines with claws and claws, and each one was a burden that had failed!
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At night, the Tianhe River is in the sky, and the evening wind is like water.

In the southwest corner of the inner city of Fengtian, the side door of the Provincial No. 1 Prison suddenly opened with a buzzing sound, and the sound of kicking footsteps came from the deep corridor.

"Third brother, third brother! These days, brothers are also acting according to orders. If there is any lack of hospitality, please be more tolerant and don't find fault, okay? Let's have a drink together when you have time!"

"Let's wait until we finish this period of work!"

"That's it! If you need any help from me, just ask! Hey, look at the steps! By the way, don't say much else, just one thing, please help me take care of Boss Jiang!"

"Okay, I'll bring the message to you, don't worry!"

After a while, a slovenly young man walked out of the side door of Fengtian Prison. He took a deep breath of fresh air and quickly walked towards the north of the city.

Zephyr, out of jail!

(End of this chapter)