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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 171 The Burning Japanese Concession (1)

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    Chapter 171 The Burning Japanese Concession (1)

    The next day, Tang Qiuli and Xiaoling were invited to von Hoffmann's home. Before leaving, he went to the antique market in Tianjin and spent ten yuan on a cultural relic. Of course it was a fake.  How could he have time to get real cultural relics for Hoffman? When he chatted with Hoffman last night, he knew that the old German man loved Chinese cultural relics.

    Besides, how can a real national treasure be given to foreigners? In his heart, he has always been very sad about the outflow of a large number of national treasures. However, this seems a bit unkind. Xiaoling also raised objections. In Tang Qiuli's words,  Just say it as you wish, sending goose feathers from a thousand miles away is not a courtesy but a high degree of affection!

    ??Besides, foreigners don¡¯t understand this, it¡¯s just fun. In order to achieve the effect, he went to an antique shop and ordered an antique box. This box cost him 20 yuan.

    When he arrived at Hoffman¡¯s house, he presented the gift. The old man really liked it and gave him a bear hug excitedly. Tang Qiuli secretly laughed in his heart. This is what foreigners like.

    When he came out of Hoffman's house, Tang Qiuli noticed that there were three cars following his car. Needless to say, these must be Japanese devils.

    Shan Hu and Bater, who were in the other car, obviously noticed it. According to their tempers, they led these Japs to a remote place and killed them directly. After seeing that Tang Qiuli's car in front didn't respond, it didn't matter.  Driving normally without slowing down, I had to give up.

    These three Japanese cars followed them to the gate of the villa and then parked there. It was obvious that they were monitoring them.

    Tang Qiuli was furious. The little devil really didn't know what to do. However, it took a lot of thought on how to deal with the garbage. If he kept them at the door, he would not be able to move freely.

    What¡¯s more, I have to go to the Bohai Hotel in the afternoon to collect information. No, I have to deal with this bunch of garbage. It¡¯s really annoying to stare at myself.

    He suddenly remembered that there was another military commander who was a very popular figure in Tianjin. He hurriedly called Liu Chengwan, and the two conspired on the phone for a long time.

    Outside the gate of the villa area, the three cars were still parked. Several drunk men, still holding wine bottles in their hands, walked over staggeringly and backward. When they got to the car, a drunk man seemed to be unsteady and threw himself at them.  In the car, the wine bottle in his hand slammed against the windshield.

    The other drunkard was even more disgusting. He vomited profusely, and the vomit was not wasted at all. It was sprayed on the car. The Japanese in the car had never experienced this. No one had ever dared to compete with the Japanese on the ground in Tianjin.  Aren't these drunkards trying to stir up trouble in Tai Sui's head and seek death?

    Immediately some Japanese came down and started punching and kicking the drunkards. It seemed that these drunkards were no match. There were ** of them among the Japanese. A drunkard shouted loudly and loudly. This shouting did not matter.  More than twenty young men ran out from there, and several of them surrounded a Japanese man and gave him a beating.

    I have to say that these Japanese devils are also good at fists and kicks, but a good tiger cannot fight against a pack of wolves, and these drunkards and young people have no rules at all in fighting. It is simply the fighting style of street gangsters. No matter where they grab it, they just won't let go.  , others are biting and scratching, hitting the top of the head, pulling ears, picking noses, gouging eyes, whatever tricks are used.

    Now the Japanese suffered a big loss, their clothes were torn, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. The two sides were rolling on the ground, and the fight was lively. A siren sounded, and several police cars quickly drove to the scene of the accident. A large number of French people jumped out of the cars.  Police and Chinese detectives.

    This is the French Concession. If something happens, they have to step in!  When the young people saw the police coming, they dispersed and ran away. The police only caught two drunkards, and the others had long since disappeared.

    The Japanese just got up from the ground in a daze.  A few Chinese police detectives hit me, kicked me down, and put me in handcuffs without any reason. This Japanese man was acting violently and yelling, and the French police couldn't understand what they were saying!

    Not only did they shout and scream, but they also jumped and struggled vigorously. The French policemen were upset by the noise and became furious. When the foreigners were angry, the consequences were very serious. They hit them on the head with a baton and beat the Japanese  The man was almost beaten to death, but the two drunkards were very cooperative and squatted there obediently without saying a word.

    After kicking and kicking these people, they got them into the police car and then drove away in a hurry. The gate of the villa returned to calm. Those young people who were running away in all directions suddenly appeared. A few people appeared here and there.  The door of the car left behind by the Japanese was opened. As soon as the gas was accelerator, it drove away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

    Tang Qiuli, Shan Hu, and Bater, who were sitting in the car at the gate of the villa, were laughing so hard that their hearts almost broke. These soldiers from the special detachment acted so realistically that they not only beat up the little devil, but also  And let them eat?The dumb guy didn't even understand what was going on.

    All this was discussed between Tang Qiuli and Liu Chengwan. Among the Chinese police detectives, there were secret agents from the Tianjin Station of the Military Command. They had already been prepared not far from here. Of course, no French police were involved.  , this play doesn¡¯t look like it.

    All, these agents brought the French police as a shield. Of course, there must be some benefits. When these French police heard that they had benefits and could also demonstrate impartial law enforcement, why not rush here? In their eyes, there is no difference at all.  I can¡¯t tell whether that¡¯s Chinese or Japanese, they all look the same.

    After retrieving the information from Liu Chengwan, Tang Qiuli, Qiuquan and Shanhu were studying the action plan. The phone on the table rang. Tang Qiuli picked it up and heard that it was Liu Chengwan calling, asking  Does he have enough manpower? Should we transfer some manpower to him at the Military Command Tianjin Station?

    Tang Qiuli doesn't want to involve Liu Chengwan in this matter yet. With him in Tianjin, many of his things will be easier to handle. Besides, there are a full number of soldiers from the special operations squadron here, more than a hundred people.  The Japanese Concession was turned upside down, with smoke everywhere.

    He declined Liu Chengwan¡¯s kindness and felt quite warm in his heart. Although this man was an agent, he was quite honest and a trustworthy person.

    Liu Chengwan¡¯s topographic map is very detailed. It seems that he has put a lot of effort into the Japanese Concession, which was of great help to Tang Qiuli in formulating an action plan.

    At night, all the concessions in Tianjin are bustling with lights and entertainment. Only in the Japanese concession, except for the light of street lights, can you see almost no entertainment venues. Even a few Japanese brothels are more lively, and all the people coming and going are Japanese.

    Japanese ronin in samurai uniforms were drunk on the street. From time to time they reached out to drag Japanese women in kimonos, causing them to scream. Those who didn't know the situation thought that these Japanese women had been raped collectively.

    At the entrance to the Japanese Concession, two Japanese military policemen on duty were wandering around boredly with their bastard boxes on their backs, humming a Japanese tune. Suddenly, there was a cool breeze behind their heads and a sharp pain that stimulated their nerves. Japan  The military police opened their mouths and screamed, and were horrified to find that the air was directly sucked into the lungs without passing through the mouth. Their trachea and arteries were severed by sharp blades.

    Two soldiers from the special squadron took their place, and groups of black shadows quietly sneaked into the Japanese concession. Then, following different directions, the figures disappeared into the darkness.

    On the fourth floor of the Japanese Consulate, in a luxurious bedroom, Takashimano Yuri was half-naked, lying on her back on the large double bed, thinking about something.

    Since his defeat at the hands of Xiaoling last night, Takadao returned to the consulate in despair, locked himself in the room, and thought about the failure over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more troubled he became. He was a famous person in Tianjin's social circles, so what?  She is one of the famous beauties.

    Now, she has been defeated so miserably that even the consul's gaze on her has lost a lot of the admiration in the past. Although most of this admiration is related to her own body, this gaze is still unbearable to Takashima. She has always  She was used to being aloof, and in the entire Japanese Concession, she almost enjoyed queen-level treatment.

    All of this is related to the Chinese boy named Xue Shou Qiu Li. She hates Qiu Li deeply, but has not yet figured out how to deal with her. At the same time, she is also jealous of Xiao Ling's beauty and temperament.  Deep down, it is a woman's natural jealousy towards another woman who is even better than her. This kind of jealousy is even more powerful than hatred.

    Takadao always believed that without Xiaoling's existence, he would be able to confuse Xueshou Qiuli and make him his subordinate. If he succeeded, it would be a miracle. Just because of the existence of that woman,  Blood-hand Qiuli ignored her. She now hates Xiaoling more than Tang Qiuli.

    The way women think is really strange, and the way Japanese women think is even more incredible.

    Although she intuitively judged that the person who came to Tianjin and caused her to suffer a disastrous defeat and lose her face was the commander of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Blood Hand Regiment, Blood Hand Qiu Li, and the one who directly defeated her might be Blood Hand Qiu Li.  One of several women.

    However, she was still not sure to report this matter to the Kwantung Army Intelligence Headquarters, because there was no direct evidence, and the impact of this matter was too great. If she reported it, the entire strategic deployment of the Kwantung Army would change as a result.  It was more than she could bear.

    After being bored for a day and having no clue, Takashima had no choice but to send out surveillance personnel, hoping to get valuable evidence. However, there is still no news about these idiots.

    Takashima was depressed and troubled, and there was no way to dispel the evil fire. He simply attracted three consulate employees who usually coveted her and were quite pleasing to her, and they played a game of one phoenix and three dragons in the bedroom.  After the battle, the three relatively strong Japanese menThe commander-in-chief was defeated beneath her, and everyone almost crawled out of the room.

    But she hadn't vented her evil fire enough. While cursing Japanese men for being useless, she called in two more stout guards. Now they were finally in place, but those two stout guards looked like eighty-year-old old men.  Similarly, if you hold on to the wall and walk out, it can be seen that Takashima Noyuri's bed skills are better than her boxing skills.

    She had had enough of it, got up, and reported her judgment to the "Chrysanthemum Flower" headquarters according to the procedures, and let the headquarters investigate the matter.
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