After listening to the last syllable, Shiro Hashimoto's expression became awkward. Of course, Hashimoto knew that the worker was indignant when he was oppressed by the supervision, and was wet with cold rain and half-hungry in his stomach, but he didn't know how angry the group of Chinese people would be after he had done a "good deed". He wanted to know about it.

Hashimoto lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, slowly sat down to the marching**, squeezed out a hint of ugly smile, waved his hand at Zhao Qingshan who was still standing at the door and said, "Your seat."

Zhao Qingshan was not polite when he heard this. He stepped forward and pulled the wooden bench two steps forward, sat down a large figure a few steps away from Hashimoto, looking at Hashimoto alertly, thinking about a solution to the problem. The words just now were probably exciting to Hashimoto. This guy was not angry but became polite. What was his idea?

Hashimoto said: "Oh? Strange and strange theory? Zhao Jun, your words have aroused my interest, and I would like to hear it in detail."

Zhao Qingshan smiled contemptuously, "Mr. Hashimoto wants us to be grateful for giving us some more food? Which family is the reason? Don't forget who planted these foods? It's us Chinese! The food we Chinese cannot eat in our mouths, and was robbed by you. In the end, you have to pretend to be like a master to give alms and let us circulate around you like a dog. This is completely a momoto inversion. Do you think this is the reason?"

Hashimoto Daleng. He had no idea that Zhao Qingshan would "unscrupulously" point out the key to the matter, saying that the Japanese army plundered and said that the Japanese army was robbed and imposed heavy taxes, which was a great rebellion.

"Zhao Jun, you..." Hashimoto raised his right arm in a hurry and pointed his index finger at Zhao Qingshan. His face turned red and white, "You are too brave. You are anti-Japanese propaganda! With my order, you will have to be on the spot. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Zhao Qingshan's expression remained unchanged, "It's like dying early and late. You just use labor methods like this. When the project is completed, we will probably die almost. What's there to be afraid of?"

People are not afraid of death, so why do they fear death?

Hashimoto had already seen that Zhao Qingshan was a fearless person, which was also the reason why he had a little respect for this Chinese.

Seeing Hashimoto hesitating, Zhao Qingshan suddenly threatened: "You kill me now, my brothers will take revenge immediately."

"Are you threatening me? Are you threatening a great Japanese emperor? And I, an officer, can control your life and death..."

Hashimoto became angry and wanted to scold him, but Zhao Qingshan stopped the conversation.

"Yes, right! I'm threatening you!"

Hashimoto was really stunned. Although Zhao Qingshan has not bowed to him this month, it is normal for him to be neither humble nor arrogant. He has never dared to face him so disrespectful and popular. Is he crazy?

An abnormality is a demon!

Hashimoto Kotori suppressed the anger in his chest, changed his tone and asked, "If I kill you, your brother will riot? Can you be sure?"

"Then I'm not going to worry about Mr. Hashimoto. Actually, it doesn't matter whether I die or not. If you still ignore the laborers and don't let us rest, no matter whether you kill me or not, we will riot one day."

Zhao Qingshan easily turned the topic to the question of asking for labor to rest, and did not answer the question of whether his brothers were ready for the riot, which made Hashimoto unable to touch his head and dared not make inferences easily.

If the workers really plan to riot, whether the workers succeed or not, it will affect the future of Shiro Hashimoto. If there is no one who will die in violent resistance, the side will suffer losses of personnel. If the riot is successful, the laborers will run away. To deter them from the riot, they will also clean up a group of people. In short, there are many sequelae that arouses the labor riot. Not only will the Japanese die, but the project progress will also be greatly reduced. It is certain that one will be punished by his superiors.

Hashimoto had no choice but to take Zhao Qingshan in front of him, and he had to make a little compromise in order to ease the conflict.

After changing several expressions, Hashimoto finally called a soldier into the tent, instructing him to notify the supervisors on site to finish work for one day, and withdraw the Japanese troops who "guarded" the workers in the dense forests on both sides of the highway, so that they could also take a day off.

Seeing that the purpose had been achieved, Zhao Qingshan raised his foot and walked out of the tent. As soon as he turned around, he heard Hashimoto shouting: "Let's go slowly!"

"What else does Mr. Hashimoto have to say?" Zhao Qingshan asked while standing next to the stool and in confusion.

Hashimoto reached out to make a call and slowly spoke: "We have known each other for more than a month. I feel that you are different. Can I know you more?"

Zhao Qingshan sat down, raised his legs, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and said, "What do you know about me?"

"Zhao Jun speaks Japanese very well, and I don't know where to learn it? As far as I know, all those Japanese who learn it well are willing to serve the Great Japanese Empire, and the empire also gives them generous treatment. Why don't you find something to do in the government and become a laborer instead?"

"It's okay to tell you this. My father once studied R-books abroad, and I learned Japanese from him."

"Oh? So your father is also a person who has a good impression of the empire?"

Zhao Qingshan replied: "No!"

"No?"

"My father told me that the reason he went to Japan to study was to learn from the barbarians' strengths and control them! Please forgive me for helping the barbarians' strengths and control them. I can't say this in Japanese. Can you understand?"

"I understand, your father said he went to learn from our strengths, with the purpose of defeating us." Hashimoto said a little unnaturally.

"Your ancient Chinese is also good!"

"Hi Yi, thank you for your praise."

Hashimoto habitually lowered his head to express his gratitude. Every time he heard praise, Hashimoto would always express a humble expression. However, after raising his head, he saw Zhao Qingshan's smiling face, Hashimoto suddenly felt depressed.

This seems...? What's going on? Why do I thank a Chinese for the praise?

Zhao Qingshan gently moved his body, carefully took out the tobacco wrapped in oil cloth and a piece of yellow straw paper from his pocket, and rubbed the cigarette as if no one was around.

In order to win over the leaders of the laborers, Hashimoto specially sent a piece of soap and a little shred of tobacco to more than a dozen captains.

Zhao Qingshan said to himself: "As for those you said who have learned Japanese well, I don't know what to do! Who knows how many people there are in Cao's camp and Han people? As for why I became a laborer? Isn't it because you are the fastest to catch Chinese people, and don't treat Chinese people as humans."

Hashimoto blushed, "Mr. Zhao, please don't avoid the important things. According to my opinion, you are definitely not a simple person. Can we make friends?"

"Haha! Friend? You? Me? Let me be friends with the same person?" Zhao Qingshan stopped scrubbing cigarettes and raised his head and said jokingly: "I'm afraid of insulting these two words! If I promise you, my brothers will not agree to me.

"Then I will kill all your brothers." Hashimoto suddenly changed his face, "If they die, you can be friends with me, right?"

"Then you can try it!" Zhao Qingshan replied indifferently: "You have 1,000 fully armed soldiers in your hand, and you can do whatever you want. Our six thousand brothers are sheep that can be slaughtered by others. They may not even scream when they die. Just kill them, and they will definitely not resist."

This sounds awkward. Did Zhao Qingshan say the truth? Hashimoto was confused again. Did the workers secretly connect to riots? It's really a mystery.

After thinking for a while, Hashimoto was finally discouraged. He couldn't handle Zhao Qingshan in front of him. He didn't know what Zhao Qingshan meant.

Hashimoto pointed at himself and pointed at Zhao Qingshan, "Since you and I can't be friends, we can also make a deal."

“What deal?”

"I will try my best to provide you with enough food and a place to stay without leaking rain. You must promise me not to do anything that violates order during my jurisdiction, work hard and complete the paving project quickly."

Faced with the "hard" Zhao Qingshan, Hashimoto was once again forced to show compromise. Hashimoto knew clearly that these workers were by no means soft persimmons. If they were forced into a hurry, they would really trigger large-scale riots and resistance.

On another construction site that was "protected" by the 2nd Battalion of Tokyo United, due to the brutal exploitation and tyrannical attacks on workers, many "struggle incidents" have occurred in the past month. Those workers have shown a tenacious fighting spirit. In order to deal with their suffering, they have adopted flexible fighting methods, including open, secret, individual resistance, and collective riots, compose passionate and majestic tragedy.

Labor resistance comes in many forms, such as cutting corners, destroying production tools, passive slack work, **, writing resistance slogans, and running away.

The 2nd Brigade would kill several people every few days to intimidate the workers. As for cruel corporal punishment such as whipping and sticking, it was common, but there was still no "order" there.

A chaotic and violent governance method like the 2nd Brigade will sooner or later happen. Shiro Hashimoto is reluctant to take too strict governance because he is afraid of something. It is precisely because of this that the resistance of the workers on the construction site here is not so violent.

"You're serious?" Zhao Qingshan asked in disbelief, "If you really provide sufficient food and medicine, and stop beating, scolding and insulting workers, I can consider not causing trouble. At least we can cooperate during your tenure."

Hashimoto was also very happy. If Zhao Qingshan didn't always think about running away or rioting, it would be a good thing for him, but it would take some effort to defend his superiors.

"Well, it's true. After all, your request is not too much. I only need a complete highway into the mountain, and we will get what we need."
Chapter completed!