"Third brother, let me tell you something. It may be hard for you to believe that over there in Zhaoyuan, a gold mountain - no, three gold mountains are to be transported to the southwest of Weishan Lake. The second sister has lived in seclusion for so long, if not
With such great wealth, how could she take risks?"
Wu Yi smiled half-heartedly, leaning on the counter and staring intently at Chen Baoxiang's face.
Since it is great wealth, it also comes with the danger of death.
The rice shop was so close to Chief Han's residence, and Chen Baoxiang had seen many scenes of heroes dying on the small execution ground in front of the provincial capital.
No matter how glorious or arrogant the hero is, if he is chopped off with one knife, the good man's skull will fall to the ground. All his reputation will be wiped out, and nothing will exist anymore.
"Third brother, if we go back to the past, when eldest brother and second sister had not gone into seclusion, and we became sworn sworn friends, can we still join forces and do something big?"
Chen Baoxiang couldn't answer. As the world changes, people's hearts will also change.
Some people can only share adversity but not wealth.
"Fourth brother, everyone is old."
"Hehehe, third brother, you are not old, it is your heart that is old."
Wu Yixiao put the snacks on the counter: "This is a foreign product, leave it to Xiu'er to eat."
The two chatted for a few more words, got up together, went out through the back door, and went straight to the diagonal road.
As the moment came closer to the start of the war, Chen Baoxiang became calmer.
In his opinion, there had never been a Plum Blossom Mansion or a Luoyuan Mansion.
The Japanese came, took over these houses, gave them various colorful names, and then gradually turned them into murderous dens.
The house is not guilty, but the Japanese are guilty.
Therefore, even if all the Japanese devils are killed, Jinan City will still be the city in the north and south of the Yangtze River with spring water in every house and poplar trees in every house.
The two of them stood near the back door of the mansion, holding pocket watches in their hands, suffering minute by minute.
Finally, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the dark red back door opened. Someone poked his head in and then retracted, but the door remained ajar.
The two of them hurried over and ducked into the courtyard.
The caretaker sat in the hut, sleeping on the table.
The whole courtyard was filled with a dead air, it was quiet and there was no sound of anyone.
As soon as Chen Baoxiang walked to the basement door, the back door opened, and a dozen people came in quietly. They immediately dispersed, holding sharp knives in their hands, and rushed into the building.
"Kill the devil——"
Chen Baoxiang felt excited and reached his right hand into his waist to hold the handle of the knife.
For a moment, he almost forgot about his mission today. He just wanted to rush over with the group of people, kill a few Japanese with his own hands, and avenge his relatives.
"Come this way, third brother, come this way-"
Wu Yixiao's feet were very fast and he had already entered the basement.
The two went down, took off a one-foot-diameter key ring from the side wall, and quickly opened the seven cell doors on the first floor.
Chen Baoxiang opened the door with his own hands and helped Gu Lanchun out.
At that moment, Gu Lanchun's face turned pale and he threw his hand away.
The two returned to the ground, and Wu Yixiao also brought two people up.
"Let's go, don't worry about the rest!"
Wu Yixiao took the lead and the five of them walked out of the back door.
Five rickshaws came over, five people got on them, and immediately headed west.
The rickshaw was familiar with the road and stopped near Wanzi Lane. The five people entered a private house.
Zhao Wuji was waiting there and immediately ordered someone to change clothes for the three of them.
"After dark, you take a carriage and go southwest. The road has already been prepared. We will wait until we enter Dafeng Mountain."
This arrangement is completely different from what Wu Yixiao said before.
He said that he would take the transport crew of the gold transport team eastward to Yidu County.
Chen Baoxiang did not speak. No matter what Gu Lanchun's original plan was, to rescue her, she had to avoid the clutches of the Japanese first.
He just saw the faces of the two people clearly. They had a leopard head with eyes and a burly build. They should be the fourth leader of the Gunslingers Club, the Thunder Tiger.
The other man was thin and thin, with a slight limp on his right leg and a limp when walking. He must be a traffic officer of the Eighth Front Military Transport Team.
The three of them changed their clothes, came out again, and sat down around a square table.
"Traffic officer Xu, I heard that a large amount of gold is shipped from Zhaoyuan, at least tens of thousands of taels. Is this true?"
Zhao Wuji held the teapot and poured water for everyone.
Xu Huzi responded: "Yes, that's right."
His expression was very tense, and when he spoke, his upper and lower teeth collided, making an uncontrollable clack sound.
"How many are there?"
"Three, three... ten thousand taels, thirty thousand taels."
Zhao Wuji smiled: "Thirty thousand taels, ten thousand taels is equivalent to one gold mountain, and thirty thousand taels is three gold mountains. How capable is your Eighth Front Army? Dare you boast that under the layers of Japanese blockade, you can put 30,000 taels into a mountain of gold?"
Two pieces of gold were transported from Zhaoyuan to Weishan Lake? Isn’t this a joke?”
"Yes, it's true. This is the news I got. I'm a traffic officer and I'm only responsible for delivering the news...I don't care about anything else. Whatever my superiors tell me, I...just pass it on as it is..."
Chen Baoxiang is not interested in thirty thousand taels of gold. That is a very distant thing.
At this moment, Plum Blossom Mansion should be bleeding like a river.
After the Japanese find out, they will quickly gather together and search everywhere, and Ten Thousand Character Alley is not safe either.
He had to ensure Gu Lanchun's safety and avoid tonight first.
"You mean, no matter how much gold you have, it is someone else's business. You have always stayed out of the matter and have nothing to do with the main force of the Eighth Front Army, right?"
Zhao Wuji was aggressive and targeted Xu Huzi.
Xu Huzi almost cried: "I'm just a messenger, hero, don't make it difficult for me. If you have the ability, go find the regular army...I'll be in charge of delivering letters. I told the Japanese that I'm just a messenger——"
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing point.
Because Xu Huzi must have spilled the beans and told everything that happened in the Plum Blossom Mansion.
"Have you told everything?"
"I didn't, I didn't say anything, I didn't know anything..."
Xu Huzi panicked and stood up suddenly.
He wanted to run, but someone was firmly guarding the door and window, and more than a dozen short guns were pointed at him.
"I don't. I'm a messenger. The Japanese also know that. I'm just a messenger and I don't know anything!"
He wanted to defend himself, but his words were like water thrown out and could no longer be changed.
Zhao Wuji sneered: "Okay, okay, you have said so much to the Japanese. It seems that even if we don't save you, the Japanese will not be willing to kill you. Tell me, what did you tell the Japanese?"
Chen Baoxiang felt like his stomach was burning.
He didn't expect that everyone risked their lives to rescue the traffic officer, but it was in vain.
If the Japs knew where the thousand taels of gold were buried and made a phone call, the Japs from Weixian County would be dispatched to dig out the gold and take it away.
"I don't know, I didn't say anything, and I don't know where the gold is hidden... The people in the gold transport team had an encounter with the Japanese, and they all died, they all died..."
Xu Huzi spoke incoherently and was completely panicked.
Chen Baoxiang could see clearly that not only the Japanese but also the Eighth Front Army did not look down upon such a small character who was trying to get in and out.
"Okay, after all our hard work, we rescued a traitor?"
Xu Huzi took a step back and suddenly fell to his knees: "Heroes, please spare me. I'm not a traffic officer. The devil said, let me stay in the dungeon and pretend to be him. No matter who comes to save people, just follow him and sneak in."
In the ranks of the Eighth Front Army, it is a great achievement..."