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Chapter 59 As You Wish (5000 big chapters, 25 more chapters added this week)

That night, it drizzled.

In the Kikuno Martial Arts Club, Inoue Shintaro was drinking wine with his men.

A person next to Shintaro Inoue asked:
"Inoue-kun, what does Fujioka Lieutenant-General mean? Why don't you just let us go and kill that Jinshan? Are we really going to let him step on Sanga-kun's body to become famous?"

"How is that possible? Lieutenant Colonel Fujioka is just worried that there will be some trouble if he attacks them now.

After two days, when the limelight has subsided, we went to destroy the Zhenhua Martial Arts School! "

"Hey, we should let them know the consequences of offending our Empire of Japan."

"Well, after two days, Fujiwara-kun and Ueno-kun will take your men and take turns looking for Jinshan to find a fighting ring, forcing him to keep fighting. I want to see him beaten to death on the ring alive!"

"Hi!"

Although Lieutenant Fujioka did not publicly blame Shintaro Inoue for Mipo's death, Shintaro Inoue knew that he must have been marked down by the military department.

Having such dirty information will have a great impact on his future promotion.

When he thought that he would be overpowered by a woman named Minami Yoko for a long time to come, Inoue Shintaro was filled with anger.

Once Shintaro Inoue is unhappy, his ronin subordinates will naturally suffer the same consequences.

Otherwise, on normal days, they would all be having fun in the izakaya, so how could they stay in the martial arts club so honestly?

Inoue Shintaro naturally knew that his subordinates felt uncomfortable, but this was his deliberate behavior.

As the saying goes, the master is worried about the humiliation of his subjects. As a subordinate, when you are unhappy, you should suffer along with him.

In this way, they will work extra hard when dealing with Jinshan in the future.

You can also relieve your anger even more.

However, Inoue Shintaro still knew some standards, so although he called everyone back and did not allow them to go out for fun, he allowed them to drink in the martial arts club.

These ronin samurai are wild dogs and mad dogs collected from all over Japan, and they must be controlled with a certain degree of relaxation.

Once the control is too strict, they will rebel.

"Inoue-kun, I'm a little worried. That Jinshan is a powerful character. What if he takes revenge on us?"

"Baga! Fujiwara-kun, are you still a warrior of the Japanese Empire? Not to mention that Kanayama-kun has been seriously injured by Sanpu-kun.

Even if he wasn't injured, so what?He just relied on sneak attacks to kill a dozen people from the Qing Gang. Only the ignorant woman Yoko Minami would regard him as some kind of master.

They're just a bunch of gangsters from the Youth Gang, what do they count?What a disgrace to the empire! "

"Hey, I know I was wrong, Inoue-kun."

Fujiwara looked at Shintaro Inoue, who was sitting in the seat, and did not dare to say anything else.

But think about it, what Inoue Shintaro said is right. They all know the true record of Jinshan. How can the Qing Gang spread it so scary?
Such a person is fine against gangs like the Qinggang, but against the Japanese Empire, they are not worth mentioning.

So, in the Kikuno Martial Arts Club, a group of people exchanged cups and drinks while discussing which leg Jinshan was looking for to break first in a few days.

until late at night.

"Bah, damn little devil."

Opposite the Kikuno Martial Arts Club, under a roof, the young patrolman on night patrol looked at the lights gradually extinguishing opposite and couldn't help but cursed secretly.

Although Lu Feng's "little devil" call before in the ring was not reported, it quickly spread throughout Shanghai through word of mouth from a large group of onlookers.

At that time, the Songhu Incident had just passed a few years ago, and many of the people living on the beach had experienced the war brought by the Japanese.

Coupled with the long-standing reputation of the Kikuno Martial Arts Club, many people hate this place and regard it as a devil's cave on earth.

"You are a bunch of beasts. Sooner or later God will open your eyes and strike you all with a thunderbolt, and then set fire to this shabby house!"

Seeing that the rain finally stopped, the young patrolman cursed again, left the eaves, and continued his night patrol.

Shortly after the young patrolman left, two figures appeared where he had just stopped.

One of them was wearing black clothes and had a black bag on his head.

There seemed to be flames burning in the two bright eyes at the opening of the bag.

Inside Kikuno Martial Arts Club.

Inoue Shintaro patted his somewhat confused head.

Because he was in a bad mood, he drank more and was woken up by peeing in the middle of the night.

While he was filling the toilet with water, he suddenly heard something moving above his head.

footsteps!
There are thieves!

Shintaro Inoue's eyes suddenly lit up.

How dare you steal from us? You really don't know how to live or die. You just took the life of a little thief like you to vent your anger on me.

In order not to scare the thief away, Inoue Shintaro did not say anything, but directly pulled out the short knife he carried with him, and followed the footsteps above his head to the side of the toilet.

"crash"

As soon as he saw a shadow falling from above, Inoue Shintaro stabbed the unsuspecting figure with a knife.

"Ding"

There was no sharp blade entering the flesh as expected, but a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

The short knife seemed to have stabbed a piece of steel, and sparks appeared in the darkness.

Before Inoue Shintaro could react, he saw a big knife slashing at his head with infinite power.

"na"

As Shintaro Inoue's head fell to the ground, his words turned into a pile of erupting blood, splashing everywhere.

Lu Feng, who was spattered with blood, was also a little shocked.

He didn't expect that he would meet someone just after sneaking in.Fortunately, this person didn't directly raise the alarm, otherwise, tonight's operation would have changed from sneaking to unparalleled.

In the darkness, Lu Feng used a little light to look at the body on the ground and found that he was Shintaro Inoue who took the lead today.

Is this a coincidence?

I was still thinking of looking for you, but you just delivered it to my door yourself.

However, Lu Feng, who chopped off Inoue's head, did not just leave.

He came here to shake the table tonight. How could it be enough to kill Shintaro Inoue?
Lu Feng casually hung the big knife Jinshan found on his back, pulled out a short knife, and reached for the sentry at the back door.

In the guard box at the back door, the ronin who was assigned to be on duty tonight was yawning sleepily.

For them, such night posts are often just for show.

Is there really anyone who dares to attack them?

Therefore, this guard post is an extremely lazy place on weekdays. Basically, you can just lock the back door and go to sleep.

If it hadn't been for seeing that Inoue Shintaro was in a bad mood today, the guards would have fallen asleep by now.

"Ah~qi"

The guard's yawn was only half-sent.

The remaining half was stuck in the throat with a short knife.

Lu Feng twisted his hand casually, and the short knife turned in a circle in the guard's throat, completely extinguishing the opponent's life.

After confirming that there were no other guards around, Lu Feng opened the back door and let Jin Shan in.

Just now, we were relying on Jinshan to find a ladder so that Lu Feng could climb over the wall and come in, not to mention storming the front or back entrance.

This is the benefit of having someone to help. Lu Feng himself might not be able to climb over the three-meter-high wall. Moreover, if someone helps him watch the way back, his safety will be greatly improved.

"Brother Jin, just be responsible for guarding the back door and don't let anyone escape."

With that said, Lu Feng motioned to Jinshan to find a pistol and take it out.

There were three guns, Lu Feng took two and Jinshan found one.

In the past few days, in order to solidify Jinshan's reputation as the "White Tiger Killer", Lu Feng has taught Jinshan how to use firearms and also practiced without bullets for a period of time.

Apart from never actually firing a gun, Jinshan Xun basically mastered the basic method of using a pistol.

Jinshan looked at Lu Feng in front of him, and after a slight hesitation he asked:
"You really don't need me to help?"

"Don't worry, I can handle it. If it weren't for the difficulty of getting in here, I wouldn't even want you to get involved."

"You say that, it makes me look useless."

"It's not that it's useful or not, but that you're not ready yet."

Lu Feng knew very well that a normal person would have a great stress reaction after killing someone for the first time. If Jinshan was asked to do it, he didn't know what would happen.

Might as well do it alone.

Lu Feng nodded towards Jinshan, and then moved towards the guard at the front door.

He needs to cut off these peripheral personnel first.

Compared to the guards at the back door, the guards at the front door have no other differences except that there are two more people.

The same constant sleepiness.

Lu Feng directly picked up the big knife and walked in through the open door.

"you"

"what."

Three knives.

Three dead bodies.

Touch up the wounds one by one.Lu Feng casually turned off the lights in the sentry room, and then looked faintly at the wooden mansion.

Lu Feng walked into the martial arts club from the gate without encountering any obstacles.

Smelling the faint smell of alcohol in the air, Lu Feng couldn't help but smile.

Thank you God for your favor!
He looked around, checking the signs on the different rooms.

There is a saying that goes well, if you go back to the Republic of China, even if you can't understand Japanese, you can definitely understand Japanese written materials.

At that time, Japan had not fully de-converted Chinese characters into Chinese characters. Japanese documents, whether written by the government or private citizens, basically used Chinese characters. At most, the ordering of sentences was slightly different.

So Lu Feng was able to find the location of the "dormitory" easily.

Standing at the door of the dormitory, Lu Feng was about to rush in with a knife.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the slogan posted on the wall:
"Dorm area, keep quiet."

So, Lu Feng walked gently to the door, slowly opened the wooden door, and after stepping into the dormitory, he carefully closed the door.

You must have quality as a person.

A few minutes later, a head suddenly broke through the stickered wooden door of the dormitory. The man's face was full of panic, his mouth was opened wide, and he looked like he wanted to shout but couldn't.

But then, a hand covered his mouth from behind and grabbed him back.

"Shh~"

A faint sound came from the dark hole.

In the martial arts gym late at night, Lu Feng walked into dormitories and quietly harvested his life.

until.

"clang clang"

At the door of a dormitory near the back, Lu Feng had just pushed the door open when he saw several rays of sword light striking him in the head from inside.

Cut out streaks of fire.

The firelight reflected the shocked faces of Fujiwara and Ueno in the room.

They were awakened by the smell of blood. As the leaders of the Ronin samurai, the two Fujiwaras naturally had some abilities.

After realizing that the enemy had reached the door, the two relied on their tacit understanding of many years of cooperation to directly pick up their samurai swords and guard the door, preparing to make a sudden attack on the unknown enemy as soon as he opened the door.

It was obvious that this surprise attack was successful and the enemy did not expect it at all.

But this attack also failed because they failed to cause any damage to the enemy at all.

"Na Nani?"

The answer to Fujiwara and Ueno's questions was the light of Lu Feng's sweeping sword.

"These two are pretty sharp."

Lu Feng looked at the four corpses on the ground and did not hesitate to praise them.

Several dormitories came over, except for the first one and these two, the rest were basically sent on the road by Lu Feng while they were still sleeping.

Guaranteed to be efficient, fast and painless.

After killing Fujiwara and Ueno, Lu Feng also walked to the last house.

The door here is open.

Lu Feng could probably guess that the person living here should be Shintaro Inoue.

What are you doing? The BOSS was killed first?
Lu Feng shook his head slightly, then walked into Shintaro Inoue's room and took a look.

At first glance, Lu Feng noticed a large cabinet.This thing is placed right at the entrance, very conspicuous.

Lu Feng walked over and casually cut off the iron lock on the cabinet.

"Oh~"

Lu Feng's eyes couldn't help but shine when he saw the things in this cabinet.

"Is this a Chicago typewriter?"

"Is this the legendary comeback gun?"

"This is the same as the one on my body, it should be Browning."

"This is the Southern Fourteenth?"

"Rubbish!"

Lu Feng clearly expressed his distaste for this legendary magical weapon that could shoot one's head seven times and kill an old bird.

After counting, Lu Feng found that there were two Thompson submachine guns, twenty pistols of various types, and a certain amount of ammunition in the cabinet.

Although there are dozens of ronin in Kikuno Martial Arts Club, Inoue Shintaro is not equipped with so many firearms.

As for the reason, on the one hand, it is because Kikuno Martial Arts Club is located in the concession area after all. If too many firearms are placed inside, it will not be easy to deal with situations such as routine inspections by the concession police.

On the other hand, that's the thing about firearms. It doesn't mean that more is necessarily better.

Even in Japan, where militarism is prevalent, not everyone can receive firearms training, especially short guns such as pistols.

And if you put a gun in the hands of someone who doesn't know how to use it, the threat will be fatal.

Previously, there was a ronin samurai under Shintaro Inoue who made the stupid move of looking at the muzzle of the gun with his eyes.

What's more, he hasn't turned off the insurance.

As a result, this fool became the first victim of Shintaro Inoue's weapons.

With this fool as an example, Inoue Shintaro naturally became more strict about firearms. Not only did he purchase firearms for the number of people who knew how to use firearms, he also prohibited his subordinates from casually touching the firearms in his room.

Anyway, there are Japanese troops stationed in Shanghai next to Shanghai Beach. If there is really a situation that requires a large number of firearms, it will be more convenient and reliable to mobilize the garrison directly.

Then, all these things are cheaper for Lu Feng.

Forehead drops, forehead drops, all look like forehead drops!

Lu Feng has decided to pack up all these things and take them away.

Lu Feng casually took out a stone bar from the equipment column and loaded a Thompson submachine gun into it.

When he was teaching Jinshan how to use a pistol these days, Lu Feng finally remembered, what would it look like if he put the firearm in the equipment slot?
After a simple try, he discovered that after equipping the pistol, there will be a display of remaining ammunition, which is similar to the eye stones in the game and has a limited number of recharges.

As for shooting, you can shoot from wherever the pistol model is on the body.

It's just that Lu Feng didn't actually try to shoot, because he didn't know if there would be any sound or other noise when shooting in the equipment slot.

Now put in a Thompson and it will display the same as the pistol.

After thinking about it, Lu Feng still didn't fire.

Since the infiltration was successful this time, there was no need for him to shoot to create noise, which would be detrimental to the subsequent retreat.

After taking out the Thompson submachine gun, Lu Feng came to Inoue Shintaro's desk again.

There was nothing on the table. Several locked drawers were directly destroyed by Lu Feng, and several account books were found inside.

After simply flipping through it, Lu Feng understood the contents of the ledger.

The more he watched, the more Lu Feng wished he could resurrect Inoue Shintaro and the others.
Then kill again.

This time, we have to kill slowly, and we can't let them die too happily.

Lu Feng decided to take these ledgers away.This is evidence of the heinous crimes committed in the land of China when I was young. It is much more precious than gold, silver, treasures, guns and ammunition.

Be sure to keep it well.

Finally, Lu Feng also found a safe under the desk, but it didn't have a key or password, so Lu Feng couldn't open it.

After visually checking the size of the safe and testing the weight, Lu Feng took out a stone bar from the equipment slot and put the safe inside.

It's locked so tightly, there must be some good stuff inside.

After packing up the loot, Lu Feng was ready to take the next step.

An old acquaintance, Li Mei, once said that Japanese firewood is always particularly easy to burn.

Lu Feng fully agreed with this.

Look at the little flame burning, it's fast, it's prosperous, it's heart-warming.

I really want to go and light a fire in Xiaoli!
In this way, if one day I go to the United States and meet Mr. Li Mei, the two of them will have a lot of common topics.

Walking to the back door, Lu Feng and Jinshan found each other and left the Kikuno Martial Arts Club braving the blazing fire.

"The water is gone! The water is gone!"

Even in the middle of the night, there are still watchmen and night patrols patrolling the place, not to mention that Matsui Izakaya is close to the concession.

Such a huge fire quickly attracted the attention of many people, and many people ran out of the room in panic without even putting on their clothes.

But after seeing that the place where the fire was burning was the Kikuno Martial Arts Club, the surrounding residents who were originally nervous quickly changed their attitude.

Doubt, panic, and a little excitement.

The young patrolman in the crowd looked at the burning Kikuno Martial Arts Club and dropped the cigarette in his hand to the ground.

"Oh my god, I just said it casually, isn't it too effective for you?"

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