Not even ten minutes after leaving, Dai Enen's excited laughter came from the headset, "Yang Luo! I killed several Japanese devils. These idiots saw so many people dead in the corridor and rushed in."

"Daien! How is your situation there?" Yang Luo asked.

"A lot of police officers came just now to do security, but they were quite calm."

Thousands of people were surrounded outside the Okura Hotel, including reporters and citizens watching the excitement. Looking at the endless stream of luxury cars coming, they kept cheering.

Fumiji Okada personally directed the security guard and stood there with the walkie-talkie a little restless. He always felt that something big was going to happen. But he couldn't figure out where the problem was. Could it be Ginza? The threat email clearly stated that the Ginza commercial street would be blown up on the 28th.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy he felt, he held the walkie-talkie and said, "Noda-kun!"

"I am Haru Noda, Director Okada."

"You must be careful whenever there is a suspicious person. If you see someone, you must control it immediately. Don't be careless."

"Hayi! Please rest assured Director Okada."

Fumiji Okada breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't need to come here in person, but there were too many things that have happened in the past few days. Last night, General Saito Shin-sai and the President of the Black Dragon Association were assassinated, and it was hard to guarantee that those people would not come here. If something happened here, he would be unable to take it and leave.

Yang Luo and the others parked their cars in the parking lot under a building opposite the Okura Hotel, looked down at the time: "It's 8:30 now, and it's going at nine o'clock." After saying that, he shouted: "Yang Fengyun!"

"arrive!"

"You go to another room to get Bei Xiaoli and Wenyi over, so don't have anything to do when the time comes."

"yes!"

Yang Luo took out the business card that Hongyejun gave him, "Lu Fengying asked Hongyejun to call him to notify him that he could act."

Lu Fengying took the business card and pushed open the door and got out of the car. She found the phone card vending machine not far away, bought a phone card and inserted the card into the public phone. She dialed according to the phone number on the business card, and the other party quickly answered.

"It's time to act." The other party hung up without saying a word.

The Ginza Commercial Street was as crowded as ever, with thousands of plainclothes clamoured in and searching for suspicious people. At the intersection more than 100 meters away from the Commercial Street, a normal van was parked. Hirono Toshi hung up the phone and dialed the number.

"Notify and the action begins." After Hirono Shun said, a look of pain appeared on his face, "Tell them that for the success of the world revolution, the organization they made will remember and their family organization will take good care of."

No one noticed that nearly a hundred men and women wearing brand-name clothes and carrying famous bags in the commercial street. These people are old and young, and each with a smile looks absolutely gentlemen and socialites in the upper class. They are scattered throughout the commercial street and then stroll into the shops on both sides.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!"

A few minutes later, violent explosions continued to sound, and the whole earth was trembling. With the trembling sound of bombs, the glass of the shops on both sides of the commercial street was like snowflakes flying all over the sky. What followed was the human body and tongue of flames that were blown away by the explosion. The lethality of the glass fragments flying all over the sky was definitely no less than that of the sharp blades. The dense crowd on the street was first covered by the glass fragments flying in the air. Some were unlucky and those who were cut open their throats by the glass, and some were lucky and were covered with wounds.

Most of the plainclothes who were mixed in the crowd were injured, and those who were not injured were also scared by the scene in front of them. They all looked pale and their whole bodies were trembling.

Now the entire commercial street is like a hell on earth, with people killed, injured and running everywhere. The moans of the injured and the shouts of the crowd are heard. Blood flows throughout the street, just like the water formed after the light rain slowly flows into the sewer.

Noda Haruka got up on the ground covered in blood, shook his head and shook the glass fragments on his hair. Another policeman in a suit stood up shakingly, staring at the miserable scene in front of him.

"What's wrong? Is this a terrorist attack or the enemy attacking the Japanese mainland?" Obviously, this guy was shocked.

At this time, Noda Haru roared, "Hurry! Tell Director Okada quickly."

Hiroyejun closed his eyes and slid a tear down his eyes, and murmured in his mouth: "You are all heroes."

The man who was driving said in pain: "Hongyejun, we should leave."

Hirono Tsubasa nodded and dialed the number with the phone: "Delivery the goods to the Okura Hotel on time at nine o'clock."

Yang Luo put his feet on the steering wheel, leaned on the back of the chair and was waiting quietly while smoking.

Zhou Xin said: "Head! Will joining forces with the Chi Jun bring us trouble? The most important thing is that they are Japanese. No matter how they make trouble, they are still at home."

Yang Luo smiled: "You don't know them. There are extreme right-wing elements in Japan that are anti-China, and the Red Army is extreme left-wing elements. The Red Army has already formed a scale in the 1960s. Many Japanese young people at that time were very disgusted with the United States. They believed that the United States symbolized imperialism and sin. China symbolized revolution, and Chairman Mao was the co-tutor of revolutionary youths all over the world. Every time they marched, they would hold up the portrait of Chairman Mao high and write Chairman Mao's quotations on banners in blood, while they moved forward solemnly under the banners and portraits. Such pictures appeared from time to time on TV, newspapers and journals at that time, becoming a portrayal of Japan at that time.

When Nixon visited China in 1972, watching Chairman Mao shake hands with Nixon put these left-wing young men in the Red Army collectively into despair. But they did not give up and kept fighting. They believed that this was only temporary and that Chairman Mao would never be friends with American imperialism.

It was not until 1979 that my country began reform and opening up, and the spiritual beliefs of the left-wing in Japan were completely cut off, and countless left-wing young people committed suicide in despair, and the left-wing movement thus reached a low point indefinitely."

Not to mention that Zhou Xin had never heard of these things, even Lu Fengying, as a senior agent, didn't know about them. The two of them sat there and listened quietly.

Yang Luo took a sip of cigarette and continued: "Due to the violent suppression of the Japanese authorities, the living extreme left-wing pro-middle-middle-aged and young people did not give up the struggle and were acting silently in secret. Later, they simply embarked on the road of armed forces, organized the "East Asian Anti-Japanese Armed Front", and planned and implemented a series of explosions to blow up the "Xingya Guanyin statue."

Zhou Xin was stunned, "What did they do to blow up Guanyin statue? What is the political significance?"

Yang Luo smiled: "That was built by Matsui Ishienen, the commander who commanded the Japanese army to occupy Nanjing."
Chapter completed!