Chapter 1328 Zhen Sanjiang
A few days later.
Between the white mountains and the black water, a group of men dressed in different costumes sat on the ground regardless of the cold weather, drinking and punching, and shouting the drinking orders among the hair.
In the excitement of drinking, two men pulled out their shell guns and walked aside. Another man took out his slingshot and shot a copper coin casually.
The copper coin flew out with a whoosh and flew quickly towards the sky. Unexpectedly, two gunshots rang out and the copper coin was directly smashed into pieces.
"Guan Zhi (good marksmanship)! The boss is a great shot!"
Before the gunfire stopped, countless cheers rang out, and some flatterers handed the wine bowl to the person who had won the copper coin, and kept talking about all kinds of compliments.
I saw that the man who hit the copper coin was tall, with a ferocious face, dressed in standard buns, and had two guns at his waist.
This person is the big shopkeeper of "Earth and Earth" mentioned by Ruilin. He is a gangster in Sanjiang. He is cunning and cunning. He is good at using short spears and can shoot left and right bows.
The game Zhen Sanjiang just played was called "Flying Money". It was a common way for the gangsters to test their marksmanship and determine their status.
If there is a cannon (elite gangster) who wants to challenge the big shopkeeper, he must first defeat the opponent in "Flying Money", otherwise even if he successfully betrays the opponent, he will not be convinced by other gangsters.
Zhen Sanjiang raised his head and drank from the wine bowl. The wine flowed down his neck and collar. After drinking, he threw the wine bowl to the ground and laughed loudly at the person next to him.
"Hahaha, Lao Wu, let's go~"
The word "Lao Wu" in his mouth was not ambiguous. When the copper coins flew out again, his finger gently pulled the trigger twice, and a gunshot and a burst of cheers rang out at the same time.
But in the blind spot of his sight, Zhen Sanjiang, who had his back to the gangsters, changed from his previous boldness. His face had a gloomy expression and his right hand remained motionless on his waist.
After a while, the old man came back dejectedly, obviously not hitting the flying money.
At this time, Zhen Sanjiang had returned to being the big shopkeeper of Yi Bo Yuntian. He patted Lao Wu on the shoulder and comforted him loudly, which made the crowd applaud again.
After he turned around and left, Lao Wu raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, a trace of fear and resentment flashed in his lowered eyes.
Others didn't know it, but as the person involved, Lao Wu Jiang Zhen Sanjiang's expression was clear. If he had hit Feiqian just now, he would have died from a "fire" in the next second.
The gangsters are a group of desperate and vicious people. Where can there be so much brotherhood? There may be a small number of people who are really loyal, but most of them only care about profits.
The competition was over, and the gangsters were just about to continue drinking when a newspaper came over quickly: "I'm reporting to the great shopkeeper. I'd like to pay my respects to him if he has a fresh face."
Zhen Sanjiang wiped the drink from his mouth and asked, "Oh? Who is he?"
"It is said that he is the sixth master of Jin Da Bangzi, and his reporting number is Ruilin." Baozi answered truthfully.
Zhen Sanjiang looked suspicious. Jin Da Bangzi and he were not from the same group. They shouted anti-Japanese all the time. The relationship between the two parties was not harmonious. Why did the other party's people come to pay homage to the mountain?
But everyone who comes here is a guest. If I don't see Ruilin, the brothers below may gossip, thinking that Sanjiang Ming Baozi will bring him here.
After a while, Ruilin came from a distance. Before anyone else arrived, he came first and opened his neck to say a set of words of worship to the mountain.
"There are immortals on the mountain, and there is a master on the earth. I have seen the big shopkeeper."
Zhen Sanjiang sat up and suddenly shouted: "Tell me your name?"
"'Rui Cao Man' (Rui), the single name is Lin!"
Ruilin answered the incision fluently, and the hairy man who had seen him "turning the world upside down" nodded to Zhen Sanjiang, indicating that this was not the government's spy.
"It turns out to be brother Ruilin." Zhen Sanjiang responded, leaning against the tree: "What do you want to do with me today?"
Ruilin bowed slightly and said word by word: "Brother, I have a fortune that I want to give to the big shopkeeper."
"Hahahaha." Zhen Sanjiang looked up to the sky and laughed, but suddenly his face turned cold: "If you are rich, you don't go to your own shopkeeper, but to an outsider. Today I will help Jin Dabangzi do some family magic. Come on, come to the court!" "
The gangsters made strange noises and made various expressions in an attempt to scare Ruilin, and someone even took out a gourd.
Ruilin took the gourd and put it on his head, turned around and walked away, shouting loudly: "If you are a hero, don't be vague. Just follow my head. Rui doesn't have three handfuls of sacred sand, so he doesn't dare to fall." He rebelled against Xiqi and beat my brain to pieces, all because I was ill-fated.”
When he walked a hundred or ten meters away, Zhen Sanjiang clicked the hammer, raised his hand and fired without saying anything, and the gourd above Ruilin's head flew out immediately.
A kid hurriedly ran forward, looked at Ruilin's face to see if there was any timidity, and then grabbed Ruilin's pants to see if they were wet.
After checking, the person reported loudly to Zhen Sanjiang: "Master, this guy is tough!"
Zhen Sanjiang slowly retracted his gun, his cold expression disappeared in an instant, and he invited Ruilin back with a smile and asked what kind of wealth he was.
Ruilin made a "gangster salute" and said: "The golden stick has no eyesight and cannot get the gold mountain and silver sea, so I have no choice but to defect to the big shopkeeper." The voices of the two people became smaller and smaller, and the surrounding "Earth Fantian" members listened. Yes, everyone's face turned red and their eyes were full of greed.
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Harbin Southern Suburb Market.
In the restaurant, the waiter carried a tray from the kitchen to the lobby, nimbly avoiding a few drunkards, and came to a guest wearing a Manchukuo military uniform.
"Monitor Su, the dishes are ready." The waiter put the dishes on the table one by one, bent down and said with a smile.
Although the man in front of me was an acquaintance and was not as unreasonable as other soldiers, the man was always careful with me.
Su Qiwen looked at the frightened waiter, said thank you softly, picked up the chopsticks and started eating, but he sighed deeply in his heart, hating the clothes he was wearing.
If it weren't for the sake of his family, he really wanted to throw this dog skin on the ground and step on it a few times. Thinking about his brother Su Qiwu who was killed by the Japanese, the originally delicious food became tasteless.
"Have you heard? That one went to the city and killed many ghost locust troops. The Secret Service Department set up checkpoints everywhere."
At the dinner table next door, someone made a "horoscope" sign with his hand and told a piece of gossip in a mysterious manner, with a hint of schadenfreude in his words.
The guest at the same table quickly stopped this person from talking, and quietly nuzzled his lips towards Su Qiwen, indicating that there was a yellow dog here.
Su Qiwen was neither deaf nor blind, so of course he noticed the two men's actions. He drank the Shao Knife in the cup in one gulp, his eyes slightly red.
Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder. Su Qiwen turned around and saw a person who shouldn't be here.
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"Cathay?"
Su Qiwen's voice was full of surprise. Liu Guotai's visit to relatives was overdue, and there was a big fuss about Liu Guotai injuring a military policeman and jumping out of a car to escape. There were rumors.
Some people say that Liu Guotai was a Red Russian spy. After escaping to Red Russia, he became a high official. He ate eight dishes in a meal, and every one of them had meat.
Some people say that Liu Guotai is a mountain city agent. He joined the Third Flying Team to destroy the airport and aircraft. Going home to visit relatives is just an excuse. The real purpose is to have connections.
Su Qiwen scoffed at these rumors. He and Liu Guotai were from the same hometown and knew that the other party was definitely not a spy.
But now, he had some doubts about his judgment. A wanted deserter appeared openly, dressed as a businessman, which looked problematic no matter how he looked at it.
Liu Guotai sat down directly next to Su Qiwen, and Chen Ming also sat across from him. He also reached out for the waiter to bring two more sets of bowls and chopsticks. The three of them ate and chatted like friends reunited after a long absence.
Su Qiwen looked around nervously and lowered his voice to warn Liu Guotai: "How dare you come to the market? The Japanese police and military police have your photos, so leave quickly!"
Hearing this, Liu Guotai was not only not afraid, but asked him a serious question: "Brother Qiwen, do you want to avenge Brother Qiwu?"
Revenge, these two words made Su Qiwen swallow back the words he was about to say. He dreamed of revenge, but how?
Should we die together with the Japanese at the airport? That makes no sense. The Kwantung Army has more than 800,000 people, and the death of one or two Japanese is of no consequence at all.
Moreover, if he did this, his parents, sister-in-law, and nephews would inevitably die. What the Japanese did in the bungalow area was no secret. Many people were sent in and never came out.
Su Qiwen slowly lowered his head and replied in an inaudible voice: "People have to lower themselves under the roof. I still have parents to support. I can only avenge this later."
"I'll report it later. When will that be?" Liu Guotai leaned forward and asked, before waiting for the other party's reply, he spoke again: "Now there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It depends on whether you are willing, Brother Qiwen."
Now Su Qiwen was sure that Liu Guotai must be related to Red Russia or Shancheng. He looked at Chen Ming across the table and asked what the opportunity was.
As a highly educated pilot, Su Qiwen knew that the man in front of him was the one who really made the decision, at least the one who could make the decision on the spot.
Chen Ming secretly thought he was a smart man, but he kept asking, "Are those new Japanese planes still at Wanggang Airport?"
Su Qiwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, but the Japanese take those planes very seriously and don't allow us to get close to them, not even touch them."
"As long as the plane is here." Time was limited, so Chen Ming spoke quickly: "If it can ensure the safety of your family, Mr. Su, are you willing to do something for the party, the country, and the nation."
"I do." Su Qiwen didn't hesitate at all. He had no worries, and all that was left was how to get revenge.
"Okay, now let's talk about which people in the Third Flying Team can be fought for and who can be trusted. This matter is very important. You must answer carefully."
Chen Ming's expression was serious, and the choice of target for rebellion was very crucial. Once a spy appeared among these people, it would bring disaster to the operation.
Su Qiwen thought for a moment and answered: In the Third Flying Team, most of the members' families had died at the hands of the Japanese, and there were many people who could instigate rebellion.
If it weren't for the fact that the Japanese care about their families, they might have defected long ago. As long as these two problems are solved, there will definitely be many people willing to join the government.
This answer is consistent with Liu Guotai's statement. Liu Guotai once said that he was sure to instigate most of the pilots to rebel. This was the original reason.
Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief, stretched his head towards Su Qiwen and moved his lips slightly. Su Qiwen kept nodding, his expression gradually becoming firmer.
(End of chapter)
