Chen Baoxiang can understand Wu Yixiao's mood. Once a person like him meets a woman who is truly attracted to him, it is like an old house in disrepair catching fire. Once it starts burning, it will be burned to ashes. There is no chance to put out the fire.
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"For Gu Lanchun——"
This is the only belief in Chen Baoxiang's heart, like the life-saving straw that a person on the verge of drowning grasps.
He sat in the shop for a long time, took out three knives, and carefully wiped them under the lamp until the iron-gray blades were spotless.
After that, he took out a map of Jinan drawn on parchment, spread it on the table, and examined it carefully.
He was very familiar with the route from Xiema Road to Ximen Street and could count it clearly with his eyes closed.
There is a door at the front and back of the Plum Blossom Mansion. People and cars pass through the front door, and dead bodies are thrown out and people come out of the back door.
Chen Baoxiang examined the positions of the two doorways and knew that they were both useful.
If Wu Yixiao wants to sneak into the Plum Blossom Mansion, he has to go through the dog hole next to the back door.
If you successfully rob the prison, you have to retreat through the back door.
"What's the worst case scenario? If you fail to rob the prison, rob the prison car?"
His forehead began to sweat. Although it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, when he thought of the Japs' 38 guns and crooked machine guns, he couldn't help but get angry.
The 38-year-old Gai can pierce Yang with a hundred steps. He must be on the street to rob the prison car. If he is lucky enough to succeed and evacuate quickly, every Japanese infantry platoon will have two sharpshooters.
The most likely scenario is that the prisoner car is successfully robbed and then the Japanese attack and kill them.
"The only way is to kill all the Japanese escorting the prisoners and leave no one alive!"
Liu Yue'e came out, holding a large cotton-padded jacket and draped it on Chen Baoxiang's shoulders.
"Master, it's the twelfth lunar month. Let's prepare more pig heads. Last year's regular customers are all thinking about this. Five-spice braised pig heads, pig trotters, pig tails... The spices for the braised pork are not enough. A few big pots
They have to be cleaned out, and some firewood, charcoal, and coal have to be prepared... and new clothes for the children to wear during the New Year..."
Chen Baoxiang's heart suddenly jumped, and Liu Yuee's words woke him up.
"Anyway, just kill the Japanese, bribe the cook, give them a packet of medicine, and kill them all!"
When he thought of this idea, his mind suddenly brightened up, and he stood up with a roar, which startled Liu Yuee.
"Okay, okay, let's do it!"
In the winter in Jinan, rats are always making trouble in the homes of residents in Dongcheng.
Therefore, every household prepares rat poison.
There are many kinds of rat medicine. Chen Baoxiang has tried it. As long as you add strong seasonings, you can cover up its pungent smell and no one will notice it no matter where you put it.
Just now, Liu Yue'e enlightened him that since both sides wanted to fight to the death, no matter whether they used rat poison or three knives, the result would be the same, and there was no distinction between noble and inferior.
The ancient Chinese people believed that "two countries are fighting without killing the envoys", which is actually nonsense.
When two countries are at war with each other, they must do everything possible to eliminate the enemy's effective forces.
For every additional Japs killed, the Japs' strength is reduced by one point, and their ability to commit evil is reduced by one point.
If every city, village, street, and person in China had this understanding and took extreme measures to deal with the Japanese devils, there probably wouldn't be enough to kill these bastards.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Chen Baoxiang laughed and touched Liu Yue'e's head: "I'm fine. Didn't you just say that regular customers want pig heads, pig trotters and pig tails? I was just thinking about how many pigs should be killed to get so many pig heads.
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He compared the Japanese devils to pigs and dogs. There are many righteous people who kill pigs and dogs.
I don't know what happened to the people Yu Shutong contacted, but Chen Baoxiang already felt the huge sense of oppression in Jinan City.
All night long, Chen Baoxiang tossed and turned.
People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.
When he thought that Gu Lanchun was in the Plum Blossom Mansion, a big stone filled his chest, making him almost unable to breathe, and it woke him up several times.
As soon as it dawned, he went out through the back door and walked through Jinju Lane until Furong Street.
He judged that a noble person like Luo Hongying must have the habit of eating breakfast early in the morning.
No matter which inn she stayed in, she would send someone out to buy breakfast.
Sure enough, he was right.
After standing opposite the Yuqian Cheongsam Shop for a while, he saw Luo Hongying's maid coming out of the black door of Ping'an Inn to the north.
Chen Baoxiang watched from a distance until the maid bought fried spinach, egg-filled pancakes, fried dough sticks, pickles, and tofu puffs, carried them on a jujube wood tray, and returned to the inn.
Chen Baoxiang had already bought eight red date and glutinous rice rice dumplings, which were hot and wrapped in a white cloth handkerchief.
"Little sister, my surname is Chen, and I am a friend of Miss Luo. Could you tell me that I need to see you if I have something to do?"
He bent over with a smile on his face, holding the rice dumplings in both hands, and placed them on the tray.
The maid glanced at him with shining eyes and immediately agreed: "Please wait a moment, I will go up and report to the lady."
Chen Baoxiang was waiting outside the door and was not idle. His eyes were shining, staring at the people coming and going.
When the Japanese first arrived, the people of Jinan regarded these little Japanese slaves as fools, bullied them for not understanding Chinese, defrauded them of money, and greeted their ancestors face to face.
Chen Baoxiang felt at that time that something was wrong and something big would happen.
As expected, the Japanese military headquarters had translators, who held night schools and trained a young translator in each infantry platoon, who was well aware of the vulgar language often spoken by Jinan people.
As a result, many people were killed because of their bad words.
Chen Baoxiang never does that kind of thing. If you want to defeat your opponent, you must first pay attention to your opponent.
He guessed that the Japanese must have noticed when the members of the Sharpshooter Society entered Jinan.
The two sides are acting out a "three-way intersection", stroking back and forth in the dark, seemingly peaceful and non-aggressive.
In fact, once there is a firefight, it is a life-and-death battle.
He observed the situation around him, hoping that everything was safe for Luo Hongying and that he was not being targeted by the Japanese.
Soon, the maid came down and asked Chen Baoxiang to go to Room C on the second floor.
Luo Hongying was wearing a cloak and sitting by the stove.
In her hand, there was a map. Looking at the context and place names on it, it also showed the city of Jinan.
"Boss Chen, do you have any advice for coming so early?"
Chen Baoxiang did not hide anything and immediately mentioned the prison robbery.
Luo Hongying stretched out her hand to warm the fire, her eyes were calm and her tone was gentle: "Can you still do something that has no chance of winning? Is it meaningful to fly an egg into a stone and to fly a moth into the flame?"
At the moment, Jinan City is dominated by the Japanese.
Chen Baoxiang's attempt to fight against the Japanese and rob the prison at Meihua Mansion was indeed a whimsical approach.
Anyone who hears this will shake their head.
"Miss Luo, if you want to save people, don't do it at the Plum Blossom Mansion. The chances of winning elsewhere are even less. I got a tip that the Plum Blossom Mansion is about to escort ten prisoners to the Luoyuan Mansion. Once they get there, there is only one outcome, and that is -
-die."
Chen Baoxiang did not try to be mysterious, he only told the truth.
At the same time, he proposed the plan of rat poison.
"Kill all the little Japs in the Plum Blossom Mansion, save the people and escape, and escape from the city."
Luo Hongying smiled and spread out the map: "Boss Chen, don't live in a dream. I will only save one person, take him out of the Meihua Mansion, secretly leave the city, cross the Qi Great Wall in the mountainous area, and go to Tai'an. From there, sit
The train goes south and never comes back."
"wrong."
Chen Baoxiang only said one word and denied the other party's lengthy statement.
He could see that Ben Leihu's trap in Plum Blossom Mansion was just part of a big plan.
With the strength of the Gunslingers Club, it would be too easy to save Ben Leihu.
It is even said that if Yu Shutong and Luo Hongying take action and break into the tiger's den, they can successfully save people.
"You are waiting for an opportunity, waiting for time, waiting for an opportunity to change the situation. Miss Luo, you are all important figures in the Gunslingers Association, with great reputation and power throughout the world, but you have never been to Jinan and don't know the situation in Jinan."
Chen Baoxiang did not lose his temper. After all, at this time, everyone must work together to win.
He introduced several major Japanese mansions, and finally emphasized again: "Artists are bold, but there must be a limit. You'd better let your informants find out whether you can come out alive after entering the Luoyuan mansion."
?I have a brother who is a famous snitch in the world. He can enter the Plum Blossom Mansion, find out the situation, and wait for the opportunity. Now, I have said all that needs to be said. If you want to save people, ask the maid to come to me at the rice shop.
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He left the inn and stood for a while at the entrance of the Fuxue Confucian Temple, feeling increasingly cold all over.
"What exactly are the Gunslingers going to do? Who is their target? In addition to the traffic officer who escorts the gold, are there other important people in the Plum Blossom Mansion?"
According to the clues, the Japanese set up the Plum Blossom Mansion to deal with the Jianghu gang forces that came from south to north.
Therefore, the prisoners imprisoned there are all gang members without exception.
Chen Baoxiang paced in the cold wind, simply untied his scarf, opened the buttons, and let the cold wind get into his arms.
He must figure out what is Luo Hongying's real purpose in rescuing Ben Leihu?
"Boss Chen..."
The little maid's crisp voice sounded from behind, awakening Chen Baoxiang.
When he turned around, Luo Hongying and the little maid were standing ten steps away, smiling.
"Boss Chen, I am a foreigner. I heard that Emperor Qianlong once rowed on Daming Lake on a snowy night, reciting poems and composing poems, roasting whole sheep, and the aroma spread to half of Jinan City. I wonder if Boss Chen is free, and would you like to take me on a tour of Daming Lake?
Minghu?"
Chen Baoxiang nodded immediately without hesitation.
Without finding out the details of Luo Hongying, he was still restless even when he returned to Rice Shop. He simply continued to struggle with the other party until he achieved a satisfactory result.
The three of them arrived at Sijia Pier, and Chen Baoxiang paid for a large boat with a green roof.
There are two boatmen on the boat, one is holding a bamboo pole and the other is rocking the oar at the stern.
The maid helped Luo Hongying get on the boat. Chen Baoxiang said hello and started sailing immediately.
As soon as the big ship left the shore, a scribe in blue clothes hurriedly came over, leaped into the air, and jumped onto the bow of the ship.
"Boss Chen, I'm sorry for disturbing you."
With a smile on his face, the scribe cupped his fists and raised his hands to Chen Baoxiang.
"Third Master."
The maid screamed, jumped out of the cabin, and hugged the scribe vigorously.
Chen Baoxiang knew that the other party was from the Sharpshooter Club, so he returned the salute with his fists clasped.