Those who are not of my race must have different minds.
As soon as the Japanese entered the city, Mr. Mu said this to Chen Baoxiang.
Up to now, Chen Baoxiang has seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, and it is the same.
Only people like Mr. Feng, no matter whether Chief Han or the Japanese are in power, he can always find a reason to be a bitch.
The men in black were guarding the door, which was like putting the five members of the Chen family under house arrest, with no news from inside or outside.
Even if something happened at the rice shop, he wouldn't know.
Mr. Feng does things without leakage.
Water, rice, noodles, vegetables and bacon have been prepared in the kitchen. They can start cooking at any time when they are hungry.
"Boss Chen, there is something I don't understand and I have been wanting to ask for advice. What is your relationship with the Bi brothers? Why do they always take care of you and support you?"
Chen Baoxiang thought for a while and recalled Bi Gong. When Bi Jing came to the rice shop for the first time, it was just to arrest someone.
Besides, he is a cook, so what does he have to do with them? He is just a pebble being kicked around.
"It doesn't matter. People just think that I am an honest person and don't play tricks. That's all."
Mr. Feng laughed loudly: "If you don't tell the truth, you are afraid that I will take advantage of you, right? Boss Chen, don't worry, I run a bathhouse and you run a restaurant. We are not colleagues and cannot be enemies. You can rest first and then we'll meet again in the afternoon."
Come and see you."
He smiled as he walked out, his steps light and leisurely.
When Chen Baoxiang returned to the house, Liu Yue'e hugged Xiu'er and was already lying down on the side kang.
Chuanwen and Chuanwu were sitting next to the door, one on the left and one on the right. They were the same door gods.
"It's okay. Mr. Feng is a friend. It's safe here."
Chen Baoxiang comforted the two children, but he felt unsure.
Until noon, it was quiet outside, with no gunshots or explosions.
Chen Baoxiang was in a trance and felt like he was in a dream.
When he wakes up from the dream, he will still sleep on the rice bed, and all his worries will disappear.
Liu Yue'e had dry food in her bag. She boiled a pot of water. The family ate the dry food and lay down to rest.
Chen Baoxiang was tired all night. He put his head on the kang mat and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Boss Chen, Boss Chen, we just finished singing "Catch and Release Cao", and the next one is "Missing Kong Zhan". Listen carefully and don't get confused..."
When Chen Baoxiang heard Gu Lanchun's voice, he agreed and turned over to sleep again. His eyelids seemed to be glued and he could not open them no matter what.
"Boss Chen, Lost Street Pavilion, Empty City Strategy, Killing Ma Su... Look outside the city of Jinan, the Yellow River's natural barrier is like a street pavilion, Chief Han's people have all fled, it's like an empty city, all we can do is to cut the sword
Licking the blood, taking risks to kill the enemy, becoming the king and defeating the bandits, recommending Xuanyuan with blood. When the southern army comes back, the common people will at least erect a monument to commemorate our achievements. Listen carefully, I will never be able to sing to you again -
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Chen Baoxiang's head buzzed and he sat up suddenly.
When he heard Gu Lanchun say that, it was not a performance, but a farewell.
"What's going on? What on earth is Gu Lanchun going to do? Lost the sky, lost the sky... Who lost the street pavilion, who carried out the empty city plan, who killed Ma Su... Da Qingyi, what are you going to say?"
Chen Baoxiang got up, walked to the courtyard, and stroked the stone mill.
Although this courtyard is located in a busy city, the houses are tall and the walls are neat, which isolates all the noisy city sounds from outside.
Chen Baoxiang looked to the east and saw only tall poplar trees and dead branches on the sycamore trees.
Spring returns to Jinan, and new leaves sprout.
He knew that these big trees would soon become as green as yesterday.
The four seasons in Jinan City change in sequence, regardless of whose flag is planted at the top of the city.
Chen Baoxiang couldn't hear the sound of gunfire or explosions, and it felt like a huge war drum was hanging in his heart. The drumstick had been raised, and when it came down, there was a surging drum sound like thunder, and a fierce battle started instantly.
"I really want to fly on my horse, shoot out my spear like a dragon, kill the enemy, and save her——"
With nowhere to vent his strength, he suddenly pulled out the shovel.
"What to do? What to do? What to do?"
He once swore in front of Liancheng Bi and Da Qingyi that he was willing to die in Gu Lanchun's place.
Now, he has no wings and cannot fly over the high wall, so he can only let the battle outside rage.
After the First World War, he could survive, but the people in Wanhua Tower might not.
There was a crash and a sound of roof tiles, and someone landed lightly from the eaves and ducked into the west wing on the side.
The man held two guns in his hands, pointing the muzzles in the direction of the gate. He was the man in the felt hat who killed enemies and saved people in Miaojia Alley.
Looking at this posture, if the man in black finds him, he will shoot and kill him immediately.
Chen Baoxiang was stunned for a moment. The man leaned down on the window sill and waved to him.
He walked over and the man in the felt hat spoke in a low voice: "This is A Fei from Wanhualou. I'm passing the order to Qingyi. Boss Chen, don't do anything. You must remain calm in all situations. The situation inside and outside Jinan has changed. The Bi family has changed."
The brothers may have planned an empty city strategy and attacked in three directions, but all failed."
Chen Baoxiang was surprised. He heard Gu Lanchun say "missing the sky" in his dream. In fact, it was not someone who asked him to dream, but he had already had a premonition based on his own experience in the world.
"Since this is an empty city strategy, quick retreat is the only response. What are you waiting for?"
"The Grand Master has an order to assassinate Funakoshi and destroy the Japanese germ warfare plan. This is the latest instruction from the General Staff of the Southern Army. Even if it costs more than a dozen lives in Wanhualou, we will not hesitate."
Chen Baoxiang stamped his feet, frowned and said nothing.
Funakoshi is the bait in this game, and the bait is too big and too strong. Wanhualou has been forced to go to the wall, and has to change its plan, risking the risk of a moth flying into a flame, but still has to fight hard.
"Da Qingyi said, if you stay here, no matter what happens outside, you will have to survive. As long as the green hills are here, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. If she dies, don't worry. I'll see you in the next life."
Chen Baoxiang bit his lip, and before he knew it, blood oozed out, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
"This is so stupid. You know it's an empty city plan... How could the sect master be so stupid and risk everyone's lives?"
A Fei's cold face suddenly had a smile: "Boss Chen, you are not from Wanhualou, you will never understand. We only do one thing in life, and that is to kill the Japanese. From Peking to Shanghai, hundreds of times
Actions and several lives were thrown in without hesitation, just to plant a flag on the land of China - a Chinese flag of unyielding resistance to Japan. The three armies must not seize the flag. If the flag is with the army, the army will die if the flag dies!"
Chen Baoxiang was stunned. Although he had vowed to kill the Japanese and avenge his family, he had never thought of "building a flag."
"Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains are picturesque, and a sword in Wanhua Tower is romantic. There will always be a group of fools who will open roads in the mountains for the Southern Army's Northern Expedition, build bridges across rivers, and be the vanguard of the anti-Japanese army. Boss Chen, live a good life and endure the pain in your heart.
The tone is that the southern army will enter the city in the future and contribute to the counterattack!"
Ah Fei put his guns on the window sill, took out a gold bar and ten dollars from his pocket, and handed it to Chen Baoxiang.
"In this battle, I risked my life. I will leave this money to you to buy a sword and go into battle to kill the enemy——"
Chen Baoxiang was speechless. He only felt that the gold bars and the ocean, carrying A Fei's blood and pride, burned his palms with severe pain.
He thought of the Japanese sniper defense map he had drawn, quickly took it out and handed it to A Fei.
Ah Fei read it over and gave Chen Baoxiang a thumbs up: "Okay, the Grand Master and Da Qingyi got it right. Boss Chen is a sensible person."
Chen Baoxiang smiled bitterly: "You are a master. If I can help you a little, I, Chen Baoxiang, would be honored."
"Let's go and kill the Japanese, hehehe..."
Ah Fei smiled, grabbed both guns, left the wing, flew up the high wall with a whoosh, and then disappeared behind the tiles.
Chen Baoxiang was speechless. He felt as if there was a tight band on his head and was dizzy with pain.
He took a few steps back, sat beside the stone mill, and pressed his forehead against the cold stone mill.
"There is no way, Bi Gong, Bi Jing will cast a dragnet, and anyone who enters the rice shop will die. The cargo platform, the truck transporting boxes, and the six and six latitudes are all traps. Whoever takes action first will be shot at indiscriminately.
Oh my god, Wanhualou chess is just one move away, and it’s already a big defeat. How long will it take if we don’t move?”
Chen Baoxiang gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Chuan Wen came out of the house, took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran to Chen Baoxiang's side.
Chen Baoxiang raised his head, wiped his face vigorously, and temporarily calmed down.
"Zhuanwen, you have moved boxes on the cargo platform. What are those boxes that the Japanese value particularly?"
"Dad, those boxes are placed alone, with arrows on all sides. The arrows must point upward, and they must be moved and handled with care. Furthermore, the boxes do not contain iron objects such as guns and ammunition. They look very big, but sometimes they are very light. I remember the Japanese
I told the boss that there are glass furniture inside, and once broken, it will become rubbish."
"If you see it again, would you recognize it?"
Chuan Wen nodded: "Of course you can. Every time I bring a few quick workers who specialize in moving such boxes."
Chen Baoxiang asked about this matter to make plans for the future.
If you want to blow up the box in Wanhua Tower, you can't do it blindly. You have to find out whether it is the real owner.
"Dad, let's not worry about this. It's a Japanese box and it has nothing to do with us. We just passed on the martial arts saying that the next door is Mingxin Pond. When we officially enter the Grand View Garden, we will reserve a special place in Mingxin Pond.
Private room, come here and wash it every day."
Chen Baoxiang was so anxious at the moment, how could he have time to think about taking a bath?
"Zhuanwen, please remember the appearance of those boxes. If one day in the future, I need your help to identify them, just open your eyes wide and look for them. Do you understand?"
The messenger was very puzzled, but he still nodded vigorously and agreed repeatedly.
At this moment, the sun has set in the west, and the courtyard has become dark. Only the east wall still has a ray of red light.
"Dad, we finally stayed up until the sun went down. After the guests are finished treating us, we can go home and sleep -"
At this moment, the door opened, and six men in gray quickly came in, guns drawn and on guard.
Chen Baoxiang was startled, and quickly took Chuanwen back to the house, lay on the window sill, and looked out.
After a few "crunch, crunch" sounds, someone whispered: "Move it gently, with the arrow pointed upward, move them all in, stack them in the middle of the yard, and finally pull the tarpaulin to cover them."
The messenger called out: "Dad, I am the second in command."
Chen Baoxiang understood that the "squeaking" sound just now was the sound of the truck braking.
Chuanwu touched his head and said to himself: "Why are the second leaders bringing people here? They don't work on the cargo platform, why are they here?"
In a flash of lightning, Chen Baoxiang suddenly figured it out: "Bi Jing sent Mr. Feng to find a civilian truck to deliver the box to a remote compound and take good care of it. At the same time, he sent a military truck to pull another box to Jingliuweiliu.
Set up an empty city strategy there and wait for the enemy to take the bait!"
This is another empty city plan. As long as Wanhua Tower attacks, it will be all over.
"Brother, can we go out and help?"
Chen Baoxiang turned around and gave Chuanwu a slap in the face: "Fart, stay still and don't make any sound."
This was a secret operation on the cargo platform. Chuan Wen and Chuan Wu were not at work. It happened to escape this secret escort. It was a good thing.
A dozen laborers went back and forth, moving more than twenty large boxes into the yard and stacking them in the center of the yard. Finally, they brought in a large piece of tarpaulin, covered the box, and laid bricks on the four sides.
"Dad, these are the boxes with arrows on the four sides. You saw that when they moved the boxes just now, they moved very carefully, but they did not exert any effort on their feet. This proves that the boxes are big and the things do not weigh on their hands."
A plan came to Chen Baoxiang's mind: "Since one of the ultimate goals of Wanhua Tower is to blow up the box, then he can complete this task without any effort and help Gu Lanchun fulfill his wish."
Thinking of this, Chen Baoxiang burst into laughter...