Anti-Japanese Ace Agent

Chapter 21
"Section Chief Wang, you're here. I'm sorry to welcome you from afar, but I hope you'll be kind to you, Section Chief Wang." Sitting in his office on the second floor, the manager of Wulemen looked up and saw a waiter Under the guidance of Wang Feng, the chief of the general affairs section of the Japanese and Puppet Secret Service of Shangjiang City, after he walked in, he immediately stood up and said with a smile.

"Manager Song, we have not dealt with each other once or twice. There is no need to be so polite in front of friends." Wang Feng walked up to Manager Song with vigorous steps, first smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder, Then half turned around, glanced at the waiter standing at the door who hadn't left, turned his head to wink at Manager Song, coughed twice on purpose, and said in a low voice: "I'm here this time." Come here because I have something important to discuss with you, Manager Song."

"You go down first. Sometimes I have to talk to Section Chief Wang and pass on the message. Without my permission, no one should interrupt my conversation with Section Chief Wang." Manager Song said straight to the point when he heard Wang Feng After seeing the wink at him, he immediately understood Wang Feng's intentions, and then quickly raised his eyes to look at the waiter who was still standing at the door, and waved at the waiter without getting angry. exhorted.

"Boss, I'll do as you ordered." The waiter standing at the door who heard the order bowed his head as soon as Manager Song finished speaking.

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, he heard a slight "bang", and the door of the office was closed.At this moment, there were only Wang Feng and Manager Song in this huge office on the second floor of the Wule Gate.

"Brother Wang, what brought you here, brother, please sit down." Manager Song stepped forward and pointed to the left one of the two sofas in front of the window facing the street in the office. Wang Feng in front of him greeted Wang Feng with a somewhat affectionate tone.

"Fatty Song, I haven't seen you for a few days. You have gained a lot from eating. It seems that the food in your Wulemen is very good. I'm here to look for you this time. I don't need to tell you. You should know it in your heart." What's the matter, kid, pretend to be confused for me, don't you?" Wang Feng, who was sitting on the sofa on the left, raised his eyes, and looked up and down Manager Song, who was sitting on the sofa on the right across a coffee table. Rolling his eyes, he pretended to be condescending, and said angrily.

"Brother, how many times have I told you. Don't keep calling me a fat man. Brother, you don't want to call me manager, you can call me by my name. I have a name, and my first name is Song Fugui, even if you call me "Brother Fugui" is fine. I have been working as the manager of Wulemen for more than a year now. If you call me "Song Fatty", if other people in Wulemen hear this, I will be the manager. Where do you put your face?

"Brother Wang, even if I beg you to go to the head office, don't call me 'Song Fatty' from now on, is it right?" Song Fugui had an enthusiastic face just now after hearing Wang Feng call him 'Song Fatty' He immediately darkened his face, bowed his head towards Wang Feng who was sitting on the sofa to his left, and begged Wang Feng for mercy, speaking the Shandong dialect of his hometown with an extremely aggrieved look.

This Song Fugui is an out-and-out Shandong man. He practiced martial arts at the age of three, and at the age of fifteen or sixteen he participated in the martial arts competition in Songjiang, his hometown in Shandong, which was known as the "Hometown of Martial Arts". He won the first prize in one fell swoop, and in their hometown, he can be regarded as a well-known big shot.

That year, he bid farewell to his master and parents, and went to Shangjiang City to make a living.This Shangjiang City is mixed with fish and dragons, and the forces of all parties are also intricate. There are Japanese in the garrison, French on lease, local Ax Gang who specialize in collecting protection fees from small businessmen and peddlers, and gangs that run smugglers/smugglers. Some of the water gangs at the wharf in Shangjiang City, as well as the military commanders and underground parties who secretly dealt with the Japanese.

Song Fugui, who had just come to Shangjiang City to mix the rivers and lakes, relied on his martial arts skills to first serve as the hall master of a hall in the Axe Gang, but was envied by the members of the gang, and was framed, and had to quit the Axe Gang. make a living.

After several months of tossing and turning, Song Fugui had no choice but to go to the pier under the jurisdiction of the Cao Gang to carry sacks for a living.Later, as a young and strong man, he was favored by a big boss of the Cao Gang, so he became the small head of the Cao Gang again, and was in charge of several freight terminals of the Cao Gang.

Not long after taking office, the Japanese called in, and the business at the terminal was difficult.In addition, the Cao Gang did not cooperate with the Japanese, and was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Japanese, and then they divided the Cao Gang through bribery.Under the panic of the people, the Cao Gang was messed up. Song Fugui felt that sooner or later the Cao Gang's wharf would fall into the hands of the Japanese. He didn't want to be a traitor and work for the Japanese.So, out of anger, Song Fugui changed jobs again and left the Cao Gang to find another job.

Song Fugui, who has martial arts skills and a good figure, has no education. He has studied in a private school for five years and knows some words, but he can't work as a company employee.In desperation, in order to earn a living, he began to make a living pulling a rickshaw, and became a rickshaw driver gloriously.

After Song Fugui drove a rickshaw for two years, one of his passengers had just got off his rickshaw. On the busy and crowded road, a person passing by them suddenly grabbed the car with his hand. Just got out of the car to the passenger's briefcase.

Before the passenger could make a move or call for help, Song Fugui, who was always willing to help others, ran after him without saying a word.Although the thief who stole the briefcase ran away, Song Fugui who was chasing after him was not a vegetarian, so please follow him closely.

After chasing for about 10 minutes, Song Fugui blocked the thief in a dead end.Seeing that there was no way out, the thief immediately turned back, showing a vicious face, took out a dagger from his body, and rushed towards Song Fugui who was blocking his way.

Just as the thief with the dagger fell forward, without further ado, Song Fugui, with quick eyesight and quick hands, kicked up, the thief's hand felt a pain, and the dagger in his hand slipped to the ground.Seeing the thief in a bad situation, he immediately bent down to pick up the dagger that fell on the ground.

However, how could Song Fugui give him this chance? He took advantage of the opportunity of the thief squatting down, and before the thief could reach the dagger on the ground, he knocked the thief to the ground with three punches and two kicks. He was looking for his teeth all over the floor, begging for mercy on his knees, the thief immediately handed over the briefcase obediently, yelling "Master, please forgive me" one after another.

The kind-hearted Song Fugui felt that this thief was forced to do this dishonorable job because of his livelihood, and anyone who can support himself would not do this job.So, he decided to let go of the thief who was kneeling in front of him and pretending to be pitiful.

Just when Song Fugui said that he wanted to let the thief go, the passenger who lost his briefcase just rushed over at this time, thanked Song Fugui for snatching back the briefcase for him, and paid him the five ocean fare .However, the money was originally an ocean. Seeing how generous the passenger was, Song Fugui didn't accept all of it. Instead, he insisted on returning four ocean dollars to the passenger.And this passenger was Wang Feng, who had just served as the chief of the General Affairs Section of the Secret Service at that time.

Since then, the two of them met and became good friends.It was a pity for Wang Feng to see such an extraordinary man as a rickshaw driver.So he deliberately developed him as an underground party member, and contributed his blood and strength to the great cause of the whole nation's anti-Japanese war.

Just over a year ago, Wang Feng learned from Mr. Charlie, the French consul in Shangjiang City, that the Wuyuemen they operated in the French Concession was short of a manager to take care of them, so he recommended Song Fugui.At first, Charlie thought that Wang Feng was just making a joke. Later, after seeing Wang Fugui kill five or six of their four or five soldiers stationed at the consulate with his bare hands, he became a little convinced.

At the same time, Wang Feng also told the French Consul Charlie about Song Fugui's courageous efforts to find his briefcase for him. Song Fugui was able to work hard and had a sense of justice. This is why the Frenchman was willing to hand over Wang Feng The reason for this friend.So, he personally appointed Song Fugui as the manager of Wulemen.

From then on, Song Fugui regarded Wang Feng, the noble man he met in his life, as his confidant elder brother. As long as Wang Feng said something, he would help him without asking the reason.Therefore, with the help of Wuyuemen, Wang Feng often used telephones and mailboxes to convey urgent information here.At the same time, under the cover of the Wuyue Gate, in the dark room on the next floor, a lot of medicines that are urgently needed in the liberated areas and base areas are hidden. Once the news passes, these medicines hidden under the Wuyue Gate will be transported out.

It can be said that without Song Fugui's knowledge, he has helped Wang Feng do a lot of underground party work.Therefore, this time, Song Fugui hadn't seen Wang Feng coming for several days, so he felt that Wang Feng's sudden appearance this time must have come to ask him for help again, and a premonition naturally arose in his heart.

However, what Song Fugui didn't know was that he was not helping the underground party this time, but the military special agent who would assassinate Commander Takeda of the Japanese Gendarmerie Command stationed in Shangjiang City tomorrow at the commendation luncheon.Of course, Wang Feng would not tell Song Fugui the truth, but could only hide from Song Fugui what he really wanted to do.

"Okay, okay, Brother Fugui, I really came here this time to ask for your help. Presumably, you should know if I don't tell you. Did Director Lu talk to you two days ago, Tomorrow the Japanese awards luncheon will be held at your dance gate. I am here this time, for one thing, I am here to tell Brother Fugui that starting tonight, we must strengthen our vigilance and defense. After the night show is over Hurry up and close, before ten o'clock tomorrow noon, say that you are closed, so don't let customers in.

"Here, I found out that the invitation for tomorrow's award luncheon is made by your Wuyue family, right? I have a few friends from the newspaper office, and I want to come and report on the award luncheon tomorrow. But they didn’t get any invitations from the Japanese. So, this time, I’m here to see you, Brother Fugui, just to see if you have left some invitations in your hand, so I can give you five. .”

After hearing Wang Feng's embarrassing request, Song Fugui sighed lightly, stood up, strode to the desk not far away, took out five red invitation cards from a drawer, walked to Sitting down in place, he stretched out his hand and threw it on the coffee table between him and Wang Feng, and said angrily: "I knew it would be good for you to come to me, big brother. No, I really made up my mind. I There are only so many invitations here, so take them all.

"However, big brother, I don't understand one thing. The media invited to such a high-level award luncheon by the Japanese are naturally those traitorous newspapers controlled by the Japanese, and several other newspapers are allowed to run in the French Concession. Those newspapers that are opposed to the Japanese, and you work in the secret service, you, aren't you afraid that you will cause trouble for yourself?"

After hearing Song Fugui's words of worrying about himself, Wang Feng was worried about Song Fugui.However, in order to be able to assassinate Takeda, the highest official of the Japanese in Shangjiang City dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese. He felt that it was worth taking such a risk.However, Song Fugui, who didn't know about it, might be implicated because of this matter, which made Wang Feng feel a little guilty and unbearable in his heart, and his moist eyes were full of gratitude.

"Brother Fugui, only you and I know about this matter. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, you won't know about it for the second time. Besides, I learned from the office that this invitation was delivered to you yesterday. They are born Japanese, and they don’t know about them.” After blinking his moist eyes twice, Wang Feng glanced at Song Fugui, sighed softly, and said emotionally: "Brother Fugui, although I am working hard for the Japanese, no matter when I am a Chinese, there are some things that we cannot do against our conscience. Sometimes, we have to do something that a real Chinese should do." Things to do."

As soon as Wang Feng's words fell, before Song Fugui, who was sitting beside him, could answer, he heard the door of the office "bang" and was pushed open from the outside. Blowing in the breeze of rose perfume, a woman in a snow-white long dress walked in, and walked towards the place where Wang Feng was in a menacing manner:

"Boss Wang, since you've come to Wulemen, why don't you even say hello? People expect you to come and see them every day. It's good for you, a heartless person. I don’t know to come and see him. Hmph, if Xiaosheng hadn’t brought us together and said that you were talking to Manager Song in this office, I would have been kept in the dark. Wang, Boss Wang, you, you, you ... woo woo... woo woo...you bully people..."

Looking at the woman in a white dress with heavy make-up who walked angrily in front of him, with the look of crying and scolding him, Wang Feng was startled, and secretly complained: Oops, the pillar of the Wule School is white. How did Peony break in?It seems that there is no way for me to escape for a while.Alas, Bai Mudan, but a bitter master I can't afford to offend.

But fortunately, before Bai Mudan came close, Wang Feng saw that the situation was not good, so he said it too late and quickly, and put the five invitations on the coffee table into the pocket of his coat with lightning speed. In the pocket, and then facing the white peony who was rushing to the pear blossoms with rain in front of him, pretending to have an innocent expression, with a bitter look on his face, not knowing how to persuade, so he fell silent.

(End of this chapter)