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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Shoot Me and Kill a Hundred People

Lin Yue narrowed his eyes after hearing this: "No, I changed my mind."

Miura said: "What do you mean?"

Lin Yue said: "This matter ends here, I won't fight anymore."

"Why?" Miura looked confused. He couldn't figure out why. The boy was so eager to fight just now, as if he wanted to defeat all the Japanese samurai present. Why did he change his mind in the blink of an eye?

In his opinion, Lin Yue wanted to act as a Japanese samurai around the martial arts field for two purposes. One was to obtain food, kill an enemy in half a round, and earn money faster than opening a trading company, and the other was to attract him to come down.

Let's divide them into superiors. You must know that most of the strong ones are warlike. It is a shame to a certain extent to go to the Japanese military headquarters and not fight with the masters, but to defeat a few minions and then go back.

Lin Yue said: "I am a businessman now. When doing business, I pay attention to harmony and making money. The most taboo is to fight, kill and stir up trouble. In order to force me to come here to discuss with you, Sato first colluded with the people who maintained the meeting to increase taxes on imported food products.

In order to hinder the normal operation of Lin's Trading Company, he later sent people to my office to lobby and threatened the personal safety of my friends in Foshan, so I came here and defeated ten opponents in accordance with your rules of competition.

I think Sato suddenly shot. If I hadn't noticed his action of drawing the gun, I might have lost my life at this time, so I will no longer believe your words. As a HK businessman, I want to leave here now."

After listening to Li Zhao's narration, Miura's face became very embarrassed. He was from a well-known family and was a top student at the Japanese Army University. Of course, he could not accept Sato's dirty tricks to deal with someone who was qualified to be his opponent. This had nothing to do with Lin Yue.

Whether you are a Chinese or not is related to the spirit of Bushido.

"Captain Sato, is everything he said true?"

Sato hesitated for a while, and seeing Miura's eyes getting colder and colder, he could only nod and admit: "Yes."

"I will hold you responsible later." Miura turned around and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that your discussion with me will not be interfered by external forces."

"Promise? What guarantee do you have? If you lose, won't it ruin the reputation of the imperial army? Just look at Captain Sato's domineering style. If one day I am walking on the street and your people see me and shoot me, you

What will you do? Punish the gunman? Will I survive that way? I gave up my life for a short time. I don’t do this business. If there must be a result, you can publicize it to the outside world that I lost. As a

Businessman, I have no objection."

After saying this, Lin Yue put on his glasses, gave him a fist, put his hands on his shoulders, picked up the ten bags of rice on the ground and walked towards the iron gate.

Miura was embarrassed, unhappy, and angry. Will he lose? How is it possible? Lin Yue can fight ten, and he can fight more, but the other party's questions clearly arranged his arrangements------

I dare not compete with gangsters who have no bottom line, no rules and no warrior spirit.

As for winning or losing, well, just be happy with it.

Judging from the results, Lin Yue was the one avoiding the fight, but he was also the one who was embarrassed if anyone asked him to comment, and it was all Sato's fault.

Li Zhao looked at Lin Yue's back. He was really impressed. He could avoid fighting without the aura of a strong man. His Excellency Colonel was speechless. There was no other person in Foshan.

"Open the door." Lin Yue looked at the Japanese soldiers in front of the iron gate and said.

The man looked at Miura and saw that the officer was silent, so he pulled the latch and opened the door.

Lin Yue threw the rice bag to the familiar face at the door and strode out.

When the crowd in front of the compound saw him coming out, they all became energetic. At this time, they were no longer afraid of the guns in the hands of the Japanese. Some older people asked how Master Lin was doing and whether he won?

Lin Yue's answer was that he lost.

Then he got on a rickshaw and drove to the company's headquarters, leaving a group of busybodies looking at each other.



Lost.

Did you really lose?

Before the sun sets, the whole Foshan is boiling.

The man who took the initiative to admit defeat was fighting against ten, and the Japanese samurai could not even hold his hand half closed. Sato's cheating shot not only did not hurt anyone, but his throat was almost cut by the saber thrown by Lin Yue.

He told others that he had lost, but in the eyes of many people, this kind of words were more like mocking than convincing - what kind of bullshit samurai spirit, it is not just relying on the gun in his hand to force people to surrender.

No one blamed him for avoiding the war, because he went to the appointment to safeguard the interests of the people of Foshan, but in the end he was almost beaten to death by Sato.

The stupid little devil is really crazy!



Three days later, at midnight.

Foshan Southern Pier.

Because the front line has advanced to northern Guangdong, and the dock is not an important strategic material supply point, only about a small group of Japanese troops are stationed in a nearby compound.

Compared with before 1938, the number of ships at the southern pier has decreased by more than half. Most of the surviving fishing boats are anchored under the name of the Maintenance Association. Only a small number of cargo ships can sail freely in the Pearl River system. In the middle of every month, transport ships from the sea will sail in.

The dock is replenishing supplies for the brigade commanded by Miura. At this time, with the soldiers accompanying the ship, the number of Japanese at the dock will reach seventy or eighty.

They had just changed their posts more than an hour ago. The Japanese soldiers who were on duty for the first half of the night had already fallen asleep. The Japanese soldiers who were assigned to watch the rest of the night were sitting behind the bunkers, smoking cigarettes. Even the Japanese soldiers on the watchtower next to them were in a state of relaxation.

Sit down and rest for a while.

Before the fall of Guangdong, the main force of the Guangdong army went to reinforce Wuhan. The Japanese army launched a surprise attack from the sea and quickly drove Yu Hanmou's troops into the mountainous areas of northern Guangdong. Therefore, there were basically no guerrilla armed forces in Guangzhou and the south, not to mention the pier security guards.

, the mission risk is not high.

They thought that after the regular army was defeated and marched to northern Guangdong, no one would dare to resist after another massacre and destruction. Facts have proved that this was just wishful thinking.

Under the night, a vague black shadow wandered among the houses. By climbing over the building and crossing the isolation zone outside, he touched the machine gun checkpoint on the outside.

A few seconds later, the Japanese soldier next to the machine gun checkpoint suddenly stood up, but the next moment he covered his neck and fell to the ground without making any sound, leaving only a fleeting figure on the nearby wall.

Patrol soldiers walking between wooden boxes and containers also fell one after another.

The soldier on the watchtower spoke a few words in Japanese below, and someone below said something back to him, so a figure entered the watchtower. After more than ten seconds, the warning lights flashed several times, and a group of people walked out from behind the houses outside the dock.

A figure moved toward the compound where the Japanese troops were stationed.

About half a minute later, the explosion of a grenade was heard, followed by the sound of gunshots and the sound of breaking glass.

A few more minutes passed, and flames rose in the water, making the surface of the river sparkle. Explosions that occurred from time to time threw out a large number of fragments and splashed into clusters of water.

When the battle came to an end, with only the sounds of dogs barking and sawdust exploding through the alleys, a Japanese army of more than 200 people arrived from the north. The roar of three-wheeled motorcycles and the sound of footsteps once again crushed the children.

sweet dream.



Noon the next day.

Japanese Army Headquarters.

Miura looked at the document handed over by the staff officer and his face was as dark as water.

The document records the number of damaged properties and Japanese casualties at the southern pier.

A team of 55 people, plus 10 people accompanying the transport ship, all died and no one survived.

The supplies, quilts, raincoats, gas masks, mechanical parts, grenades, cans, etc. brought by the transport ship were all burned by the fire, but there were also some missing materials, such as two crooked machine guns, more than thirty

Bring the Type 38 rifle shipped from the Northeast, plus some bullets, grenades, mines, and explosives.

In addition to military supplies, some civilian supplies in the warehouse were also damaged by fire.

This is not what makes Miura the most angry. The group of guys who dared to attack the Imperial Army of Japan dropped a letter on the corpse of the garrison commander. On it were several crooked Japanese characters. If translated into Chinese...

The general meaning is "The little devil can't afford to lose!"

The little devil can't afford to lose?

Is this provocation? No, it's sarcasm!

Yu Hanmou's troops were defeated steadily in northern Guangdong. Of course, it did not refer to war. So what does "can't afford to lose" here refer to?

The answer is simple, it refers to Lin Yue's encounter at the Japanese Army Headquarters.

Miura crumpled up the letter paper in his hand and threw it into the corner of the room. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the anger in his eyes almost overflowed.

Shame, really shame.

Are those who attacked the dock seeking revenge for that guy named Lin Yue?

After all, Miura was a top student at the Imperial Army University, and he quickly noticed a worrying situation from the staff report.

"Have you noticed that the soldiers on guard outside the dock last night were all killed in assassinations. That person...should be a person who knows kung fu."
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