"Don't you see, the Han Dynasty's army has weak crowns, and the prisoners are asking for long tassels.
Don’t you see, Ban Ding is far away, Jueyu Qingqi urges Zhan Yun!
A man should do dangerous things, why should he let Confucian bandits ruin his life?
Kuang Nai's country is in danger, as if it were full of eggs, and the feathers are competing with each other without stopping!
Abandon my pen of old and keep my pen of war,
Over one hundred thousand comrades were called upon to join the army together, singing war songs.
Qi joins the army, cleanses the dust, and vows to sweep away the Japanese slaves regardless of his own safety!
I can't bear to miss my family, and I can express my patriotism generously..."
The two people cheered and supported each other as they walked up the slope of the street. After singing with great enthusiasm, they both made a puddle of mud and fell to the ground. Due to the slope and the powerless struggle, they were still rolling down slowly and vividly. Song Da had successfully rolled to the bottom of the slope, half of his face was immersed in the ditch, and he was muttering: "...Mao Jiu, am I late?"
Na Miantang looked at Song Da and then me with complicated eyes, and then collapsed. Bai Wei's beautiful little face turned pale in an instant, and she didn't know whether it was cold or fear, and her body was wrapped in a coat. She was trembling uncontrollably, "Brother Mian——", she clutched the corner of Miantang's clothes, her voice was trembling, obviously she was extremely scared.
The bodyguards of the two families always have something to do - to help their master back to the car, Bai Wei followed the Miantang car and waved to me, "Mao Jiu, I'll see you off."
I waved my hand carelessly, "I'll be home after a short walk. It's not far. It's windy and cold at night, so get in the car."
Song Da's guard was very dedicated and wanted to escort me back, "Miss, where are you going? I'll ask someone to follow you."
I refused, "No need to go to such trouble, right?" Because I wanted to enjoy the night scene, but the guard insisted, "No, it's too late, it's very chaotic these days."
"We really belong to you! I just allow you to follow me." I couldn't win over these soldiers, so I had to confess my address.
When I was about to leave, Song Da and Na Miantang were very drunk. Song Da was a little anxious, waved his hands, and struggled to see me off. I looked at these two drunkards and was speechless.
Na Mian Tang, a drunkard, insisted on sending Bai Wei away safely. Song Da, a drunkard, was almost as drunk as mud. Drinking was not something he was used to. At this time, he patted Na Mian Tang on the shoulder: " I've been tricked by you once, you know me before I do, please be careful."
I overruled both of them at the same time, "I'm leaving on my own. I only have ten minutes to get home. I don't want to smell the alcohol on you. Let's get rid of it."
The evening in early spring was still slightly chilly, and I followed the flow of people on the pedestrian street as I walked home. On the sidewalk, a team, a church choir, all dressed in white robes, was running through the street. The leader was a blond man with blue eyes. A foreign woman, she was holding up a few white roses in her hands, reflecting the delicate cross on her robe, and she looked very pious. She walked towards me: Happy Christmas Eve! Help the orphans of the YMCA, buy some roses, they are not expensive. , only two yuan!
I was about to refuse because I didn't have any money. Song Da's entourage gave her all the money in his wallet. The foreigner was shocked and gave me all the roses left in his hand: God bless you!
I held a stick of roses and watched her fly across the street like a bird and merge into the white and holy team.
Suddenly, I felt a numbness on my scalp, and I sensed danger. This was something I had gained from long-term fighting, and maybe it was an innate intuition.
In the crowd, there were a few guys with slanted eyebrows. Although they didn't look at him, they were obviously approaching him. I thought to myself that I hadn't offended anyone. I was still in a daze and had not yet come back to my senses. Come on, the glass window of the cafe next to me made a "snap" sound. I threw myself on the ground against my will, and the crowd immediately exploded, retreating like an ebbing tide to places where I could hide, such as street corners, behind billboards, etc. Trash can. Suddenly, a strong arm pulled me and ran towards me quickly along the corner of the wall. The brim of this man's hat was very low. At this time, where I was, an explosion immediately occurred.
I didn't react yet, so I just ran after him out of breath. Then there was another burst of crackling noises, including the screams of women, the cries of children, the roar of the crowd, and someone yelling: "Grab it!"
There are people." "Shot fired."
Only now did I realize how many alleys this street had. Only now did I realize that by running here and there, I would soon be far away from the sound of gunshots and shouts.
My heart almost stopped, and I panted and asked the person in front of me: "Brother Ghost? They are going to chase you, aren't they?"
He hesitated for a moment and said nothing. He quickly pulled me to a corner, looked at me and said, "You stay here, wait a while and then leave. I'll go rescue Wu Youren."
I looked at Brother Gui. I was so frightened that I took a closer look at Brother Gui for the first time in many years. He was more rugged, with wind and frost swords all over his body. I vaguely felt that Brother Gui was in an unsafe situation, so I asked him urgently: "You
Aren’t you working at night on the dock tonight?! What the hell are you doing!”
Brother Gui suppressed his blush, which was part of his character. He had this expression when he didn't intend to reveal the truth, "To protect Mr. Song, if you want revolution, there will be sacrifices! I won't go home until a few days later."
When I heard the words "revolution" and "sacrifice", I was already in a panic. I am as honest as a big buffalo, and I don't know a few Chinese characters. It is impossible for the hard-working ghost brother to be associated with these four words in his life. The sound of gunfire is getting closer and closer.
I'm worried about Brother Gui and what will happen to Brother Gui who runs out.
"What revolution? What exactly is it? Brother Gui, are you hiding something from me? Who is Wu Tianyou?" I became anxious, my expression full of uneasiness.
"He is just a dock worker of mine. I will tell you some things later. I will never do anything harmful to nature."
Seeing him being so understated, I was still uneasy. Before I could speak, I was interrupted by Brother Gui: "It's a mess here. Hide well and come out when you don't hear gunshots."
The gunshots were getting closer and closer.
I grabbed Brother Gui and asked him to run eastward, "No matter what happens, they will never kill me. You run quickly, avoid the wind and go home. Have they seen you?"
Brother Gui affirmed: "No, they didn't arrest me."
"Run!"
I ran fiercely towards the west, shouting as I ran, "There's someone over here!" The sound of gunshots came, and I chased him like crazy.
Running through the alley, a big hand covered my mouth and held me tightly in his arms: "Cat, don't bark, it's me." Hearing that voice, my nervous heart relaxed.
He came down, collapsed in his arms, and trembled all over as he spoke: "Save Brother Gui, they want to arrest Brother Gui——"
Na Miantang carried me out of the alley and covered my eyes. The landlord outside the café on the street just now was covered in dried blood.
As soon as we came out of the alley, we followed the pig-killing gang where "the mantis stalks the cicada, while the sparrow follows behind".
The Killing Pig Gang has a feud with Hongmen. The reason is that the former Hongmen gang leader and the Killing Pig Gang collaborated on arms. After the gang leader was killed, a batch of inventory was hijacked before the incident. Although it may be that other gangs caused trouble to Hongmen.
But this is a real bad debt that cannot be explained. The Pig Killing Gang is also involved in this, and more importantly, Miantang has recently overcome all difficulties to remove the red medicine (refined with opium, morphine and sugar) from his concession site in one go.
(drugs made into drugs) were all set on fire. This batch of goods happened to be stored on the Hongmen Pier by the Killing Pig Gang, thus cutting off their financial path.
Their men wanted to take action today, but Song Guo, the instructor of the Songlu Army, was always nearby, so it was impossible for them to take action with the army. But they found that after they separated, one of the women was alone in the street, and the leader used an ax to strike.
Pointing at me: They are working together, capture this woman first! I happened to find Jing Yan arresting someone, and caught me as a hostage in the confusion, but I didn’t want to catch the fat fish Mian Tang.
Miantang was in charge of Hongmen, and once he entered the world, he often encountered thrills and dangers. He just regarded it as a commonplace habit. He had survived a hail of bullets, and he didn't pay attention to conflicts with local gangsters. But this time was different.
I held him back again.
Na Miantang took action, took a few quick steps to pull the person closest to him, and said, "Brother, let me borrow it!"
Several guys were startled. They opened their clothes at the same time, swung their delicate hatchets and struck with their hands! Mian Tang couldn't dodge, stepped forward, grabbed a short ax with his bare hands, and began to slash left and right.
The leader of the pig-killing gang made an astonishing move in one move, and the axes were densely packed like a forest in one move. More and more people came up, and it seemed that there were more and more people. There was a lot of killing on the road in Shanghai, and Mian Tang was tired of dealing with it, and protected me, and he fought his way through.
He knocked down five people, and the blood mist rose and filled the air. The pig-killing gang was even more excited when they saw the blood, and formed a circle around us.
Mian Tang held me tightly, hugged my waist, and lifted my feet off the ground. He took advantage of the momentum and struck the killer who was rushing forward. The man's skin was immediately torn to pieces. He took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement and dragged me wildly for half a street. His speed gradually slowed down.
They were surrounded again and started a confrontation in the street.
Fortunately, the sirens were blaring at this moment. Seeing that the situation was not going well, the pig-killing gang yelled for a quick move. They took out their axes one after another, using the sound of the wind to greet us and swung them at us. There were about dozens of them.
He opened a few arms, hugged me and spun me around half a circle while I screamed, and the killers disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The police blew the whistle and came running. Na Miantang didn't want to cause trouble, so he dragged me along in the dark and got on the tram. In the darkness, we held hands together and heard each other's heartbeats. The police were checking below, but there was no
People came to check the car. The tram started, and Na Miantang wrapped one arm around me. The bright street lights flashed by one after another, faintly reflecting Na Miantang's eyes. There, I saw another Na Miantang,
He is extremely calm and tenacious, a side I have never seen before.
He took me back to his home, which was a big house in the French Concession.
As soon as he entered the house, the younger brothers in the gang saw their eldest brother returning and said happily: "Little boss, we are really anxious to death. It is clear that the Xingdao Pig Killing Gang has spread word to give you some color. You didn't let your brother follow you just now.
Many of our brothers have come to look for you, there just was a fight on Shanghai Road!"