Looking at the people around him who were ready to take action at any time, Han Baihang patted Lu Lanchun's hand to reassure her, turned to everyone and said: "Everyone, I have something urgent to do with Brother Wang, please let me know."
The bookmaker snorted coldly and said, "Want to see Brother Wang? You're daydreaming. Go ahead and beat this traitor to death!"
For a moment, the crowd was excited, shouting and rushing towards Han Baihang. The shadows of fists in the sky made Lu Lanchun unable to hold his eyes, and tightly grasped Han Baihang's arm with his palms.
Han Baihang looked very calm and composed, straightening his back and facing the terrifying fists without fear.
"Stop!" This was a man who came out from behind the door curtain. He was the official whom Japan and Han Baihang had seen.
After stopping everyone, the man came over, stood in front of Han Baihang, looked him up and down, and sneered: "I didn't expect you to have the nerve to come?"
Han Baihang asked: "How is Brother Wang?"
The gambling official said: "You still have the nerve to mention it, it's all because of you!"
Han Baihang was shocked when he heard this. As early as when he was in Nantong, he had heard Huang Huangrong's intention to put Wang Qiming in trouble, and from Huang Huangrong's tone, it seemed that Wang Qiming had already been in trouble.
He had been thinking about it all the time, but Nantong had no time to take care of it, and the pursuit for days had made him exhausted. Finally, he found a time and ran over immediately. Was it too late?
Han Baihang grabbed the gambling official's shoulders and exclaimed: "Brother Wang, what's wrong with him? Is that bastard Huang Huangrong..."
Before he finished speaking, the gambling officer looked at the excited Han Baihang and said, "You have some conscience. Boss Wang is fine. He just suffered some injuries. He is waiting for guests in the back. Come with me."
After saying that, Han Baihang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Wang Qiming's life was not in danger. Otherwise, he might not be able to feel at ease in his life.
Following the gambling officer, Han Baihang arrived at the familiar small courtyard again. As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Han Baihang saw the familiar figure, still thin and straight, looking a little more bleak than before.
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Han Baihang held back the tears in his eyes, walked over and shouted to Wang Qiming's back: "Brother Wang!"
Wang Qiming suddenly trembled, raised his head from the conversation, turned around and still looked at Han Baihang with a smile on his face.
"Brother, you are back!"
Looking at Wang Qiming's face, Han Baihang almost cried. A scar, one finger wide and two finger long, crossed Wang Qiming's right eye, leaving an ugly mark like a centipede.
"Brother Wang, your face!" Han Baihang couldn't help himself and choked out.
Wang Qiming touched the scar on his right eye and said nonchalantly: "It's nothing, it's just an extra thing. It doesn't matter."
Having said that, Han Baiang's heart was still trembling. In the past, Wang Qiming had eyes like stars, a pair of thick eyebrows and a handsome man. He was a real handsome man.
But now, that ugly scar has undoubtedly been drawn with an ink pen on the Qingming River Scene.
Wang Qiming didn't want to get too entangled in this matter, so he pulled Han Baihang and introduced him to the people next to him: "Let me introduce, this is my brother, Han Baihang."
The man wore a black melon cap, a long face with two handlebar mustaches, and round eyes. Although his cheeks were thin, he only had a kind air. However, from those clear eyes, there was a sense of persistence and heroism.
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The man glanced at Han Baihang and snorted disdainfully, saying hello. Han Baihang saw that this man was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. In addition, he was Wang Qiming's guest, so Han Baihang was arrogant towards him.
attitude, so I didn’t pay much attention.
Wang Qiming knew that there was some misunderstanding and said hurriedly: "This gentleman is Mr. Dong Biwu."
Hearing the words Dong Biwu, Han Baihang was startled. No wonder he looked so familiar to this person. Dong Biwu can be said to be an important figure in Chinese history. He co-founded the Wuhan Communist Organization with Chen Tanqiu and others.
Later, he attended the National Congress of the Communist Party of China and served as Secretary of the Wuhan Local Committee of the Communist Party of China. From then on, he embarked on China's revolutionary journey to win the complete victory of the democratic revolution and then realize socialism.
Han Baihang hurriedly raised his hands and said: "I have admired you for a long time, but I never expected to see Mr. Dong here today. I am truly lucky."
Dong Biwu rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "You are lucky, but I am unlucky to meet you! Humph! I thought you, Wang Qiming, were a man who understood righteousness. I didn't expect you to be brothers with such a villain.
, it’s me, Dong, who is blind! Farewell!”
After saying that, Dong Biwu was about to walk away. Wang Qiming hurriedly stopped Dong Biwu and anxiously advised: "There must be a misunderstanding here. I guarantee it with my head. My brother must have been wronged!"
Dong Biwu looked at Han Baihang coldly and said disdainfully: "The evidence is conclusive, is there something wrong? Doesn't it mean that he is not a lackey of Wu Peifu?"
It can be seen from Dong Biwu's reaction that the public opinion outside should be one-sided now. Everyone thinks that Wu Peifu colluded with the Japanese, and he, Han Baihang, was the pioneer.
Han Baihang stood in front of Dong Biwu and said sincerely: "Mr. Dong, there is indeed a misunderstanding. You are a sensible person, can you listen to what I say next?"
Dong Biwu was pulled by Wang Qiming and couldn't get away for a while. Looking at Han Baihang's sincere expression, he felt that there seemed to be something wrong here. He slapped Han Baihang in the face, sat down angrily and said, "If you fart, let it go!"
Han Baihang told Dong Biwu everything about how Zhang Renkui planned him and how he tried so hard to escape to Shanghai.
Dong Biwu was still cold-faced at first, but after hearing this, he believed 80% of it, mainly because the character of Zhang Zuolin and Zhang Renkui was really unflattering.
Dong Biwu slapped the table and shouted: "These reckless people! Worms! They don't think about saving the country when the country is in crisis, but they come to play these tricks with weights. How disgusting!"
At present, Han Baihang is weak on his own. If he can get Dong Biwu's help, things will become much easier.
After listening to Han Baihang's story, Wang Qiming patted Han Baihang on the shoulder and sighed: "It's hard for you, brother!"
Han Baihang looked at the scar that frightened him and said with flashing tears: "I've hurt my brother."
Wang Qiming grinned and said: "You don't regard me as a brother when you say this. I know that my brother, how can he be a traitor?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Biwu stood up, slapped the case, and said with an angry face: "No, I want to lift Zhang Renkui's hypocritical mask and expose his villainous face to the world!"
When Han Baihang heard this, he was not happy at all. Instead, he stopped Dong Biwu in horror and said, "Mr. Dong, you must not do this!"