The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 478 Internet Outage (Part 6) The Storm in Shanghai
Shanghai, 194X.

This was a dark era, and traitors and lackeys were the products of this time. Among them, the most insidious and vicious was Mr. Yi, who was known as the Flower Destroyer and Deadly Hand.

His eyes were only on women and power, and his hands were stained with the blood of his compatriots.

No. 76, Jisifeier Road, Shanghai.

During the cold snap of early spring, the sky was overcast, and it seemed as if a heavy rainstorm was about to fall at any moment.

But beneath this sky, in the dungeon of this famous Shanghai secret service headquarters, there is an atmosphere even darker than the sky itself.

"Boss, that guy is almost done. The military police will definitely come to take him away tomorrow."

"They didn't say whether it was death or life."

"what do you mean……"

"Nai Izut!"

"Mr. Du is investigating the shipment of weapons that was transported to Chongqing."

"Ah~ you mean Yue Sheng? Help me invite him to dinner, tomorrow at headquarters."

"What if he doesn't come?"

"Not coming? Hmph, I'll make you a special agent!"

In the cold, dark corridor, Mr. Yi, the big boss of No. 76, gave instructions to his secretary in a detached tone.

Along the corridor where the two walked and talked, there were prison cells holding people who were either barely clinging to life or who had no life left.

After receiving the order, the secretary nodded and turned to get to work.

But then Mr. Yi spoke up again: "Wait, let Director Wen of the Intelligence Department handle this matter."

"Give it to him?" The secretary was taken aback, not quite understanding what her boss meant. That man surnamed Wen wasn't one of their own.

Mr. Yi rubbed the ring on his finger and said with a faint smile, "Yuesheng, that slippery fellow, isn't he also secretly advocating resistance against Japan? Perfect, the one surnamed Wen is someone planted by the Japanese. Let's see if he has the guts."

Upon hearing this, the secretary immediately understood.

"Boss, you've got a brilliant idea."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city.

On the stage of the Nanyang Public School Drama Troupe.

"My mother has been ill ever since she learned that my brother died on the front lines. This is something I knitted for my brother. It was just finished, but he will never need it again. Please accept it!"

“I can’t accept this. You saved my life, and I have nothing to repay you with.”

"Your act of saving the country is my repayment!"

"..."

After the curtain fell and the show ended.

"Sister Fei, the performance just now was a huge success! The more than 600 audience members were absolutely thrilled!"

Hu Xiaofei, the president of the drama club, who had her hair in two braids and was wearing a gray painter's hat, was practicing her bel canto when several members of the drama troupe ran over excitedly.

"You acted very well too, Xiaoyou," Hu Xiaofei said happily, holding her good friend Tang Xiaoyou's hand. "Hurry up and pack up the props, we have a charity performance tonight!"

"Ok!"

Just as the girls were nodding, a handsome young man with small eyes, wearing a suit and slicked-back hair, stood up in the empty audience seats after the curtain call.

"Hey, isn't that Chairman Zeng? What's he doing here?" a girl asked curiously.

Upon hearing this address, Chairman Zeng, who had his back to them, couldn't help but smirk, revealing a slightly lewd expression. But as soon as he turned around, he returned to his serious demeanor.

"As the student council president, I have a natural obligation to come and comfort you as you put on this patriotic performance against the Japanese invasion," President Zeng said with righteous indignation.

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaofei snorted twice and said, "To correct you, it's the student council under our drama club, and the vice president, Zeng Xian'er."

She knew all too well what this slick-haired guy was like!

"..."

Zeng Xian'er's lips twitched. Knowing the other party's character, he was too lazy to argue. He coughed lightly and said, "Everyone, I have a fellow townsman who is an adjutant in the 76th Intelligence Command. He told me that there will be a very important meeting tomorrow night!"

Upon hearing this, the other girls didn't react much, but Hu Xiaofei and Tang Xiaoyou pricked up their ears.

"On one side is Boss Du, the smuggling kingpin of Shanghai, and on the other side..." Zeng Xian'er paused slightly, then said solemnly, "is a notorious traitor whom everyone wants to kill. This person's surname is Yi!"

These two names are household names in Shanghai, and the group was immediately stunned.

At this point, Zeng Xian'er looked at them and said in a deep voice, "The holidays are coming soon, and I think we can take this opportunity to—Naiyizute!"

Everyone in Shanghai understood this phrase perfectly, and the atmosphere immediately became tense upon hearing that they were going to take action against the notorious traitor.

"You mean kill...kill people?"

A timid girl stammered.

Zeng Xian'er nodded, her tone slightly agitated as she looked at them: "Earning the audience's tears and losing our voices is no better than killing a real traitor!"

The scene of more than 600 audience members raising their arms and shouting "The Chinese people must not perish" is still vivid in my mind. Everyone here is young, and no one can help but be moved by this atmosphere. They also had tears in their eyes when they performed.

Hearing Zeng Xian'er say this, the timid girl stopped saying anything.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoyou, with a very determined look in her eyes, spoke up: "Vice Chairman, do you have a specific plan?"

“Of course!” Zeng Xian’er nodded and lowered her voice, “During the holiday, the school won’t know. It would be best to disguise myself and find a way to sneak into the Yi family. I’ll try to befriend a fellow villager and ask him to introduce me to a job or something, and then get a gun…”

“But who among us knows how to kill someone?” At this point, another female student spoke up. She wasn’t trying to back down, but rather the question was very real.

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaofei, who had been silent all along, had a slight twitch in her eyes.

The female classmate continued, "We've only ever killed each other on stage..."

"Once you see a traitor with your own eyes, someone who betrays the dignity of their country and compatriots, you'll know that killing is not difficult at all!"

Hu Xiaofei spoke, immediately attracting everyone's attention. At this moment, her serious eyes held a hint of madness.

"We're only afraid we haven't killed enough, or haven't killed fast enough!"

Hearing Hu Xiaofei's words, Zeng Xian'er suddenly felt that he was not alone. Sensing the murderous aura of the other party, he asked, "What do you mean?"

"If we're going to do something, we'll do something big. I'm planning to blow up their headquarters! Anyone want to join?"

"..."

The theater, which had just been filled with passionate energy, suddenly fell silent, much like Cambridge tonight.

Everyone looked at each other, and it really felt like a theater... a true theater!
Although killing a major traitor is difficult, after some thought and deliberation, everyone felt that they could at least come up with a comprehensive plan, and perhaps there was still a chance.

And assassination... sounds more reliable, if you can't kill them, you can just run away!
As for those few people going to bomb the headquarters...

Finally, everyone turned their attention to the student council vice president, who spoke with a strong out-of-town accent.

Zeng Xian'er: "..."

Seeing Hu Xiaofei, who was about to blow up the headquarters, looking at him with satisfaction, Vice Chairman Zeng's heart skipped a beat. He quickly said, "Isn't this a bit hasty? Should we reconsider?"

"Don't be hasty!"

Hu Xiaofei declared with great enthusiasm: "Hesitation will only lead to failure. As the saying goes, 'To draw the knife and die quickly is to live up to one's youthful ideals!'"

"Heh, the headquarters of the person who said that you're going to bomb is the very headquarters of the person who said that!"

"Really?" Hu Xiaofei thought for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "So we should go and bomb it even more. After we're done, we should write this sentence in blood on the wall of the headquarters and see if it will make him furious."

"..." Seeing that the crazy woman was getting more and more excited, Zeng Xian'er quickly said, "But... we don't have guns or explosives!"

"This is easy to handle!"

Hu Xiaofei chuckled, looked around, and then lowered her voice mysteriously, saying, "I actually have another identity in secret."

"Escort girl?"

Hu Xiaofei raised her hand to slap Zeng Xian'er, whose legs went weak and she almost knelt down.

"I am actually... an assassin for the Axe Gang."

……

"I would never do any business, not even movies. There's not a single person in the movie theater on Sundays."

As dusk approached, the setting sun shone like blood, and the crimson clouds reflected on the streets outside the concession, making the whole street look as if it had been splashed with blood.

A short man wearing a black top hat and a black mandarin jacket walked out of a casino with his arm around a slender woman wearing a cheongsam who was about the same height as him.

The two were accompanied by several henchmen.

The short man patted the woman in the cheongsam's buttocks while lamenting that the movie theater was doing poorly.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately realized something was wrong. Why was there still no one on the street?

After stopping, the henchman realized what was happening and quickly pulled out his gun, surrounding his boss and warily looking around.

A cool breeze blew by, and the trash and scraps of newspaper on the ground were blown up. After swirling around against the red brick wall, the scraps of paper landed on the windowsills of the shops along the street.

Upon closer inspection, one can find a few small print in the corner of the newspaper: "Crocodile Gang Boss Surrenders"—the rest of the print is torn out, but another line reads: "Women and Children Abducted"—

"Thump! Thump! Thump..."

A rhythmic sound of footsteps came from the concession. The group turned around and saw a person dressed in white walking over unhurriedly.

The person was dressed entirely in white because he was wearing white leather shoes, white trousers, a white vest, a white suit jacket, and a white top hat.

However, when they saw that the person who came was a woman, the tense and wary group immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where did this woman come from? Get lost!" one of the henchmen shouted.

But the leader, surrounded in the middle, frowned. After thinking seriously for a moment, his expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "I've heard that there's a mysterious assassin in the Axe Gang who likes to wear a white suit and has never failed in his killings. He's known in the underworld as the White Impermanence, but only a very few people know who he is. Could it be you?"

Hu Xiaofei did not answer, but stopped when she was about forty paces away from them, and lifted the corner of her clothes to reveal an axe.

Hearing what their boss said, the underlings, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, became alert again.

As a gang leader with some reputation in Shanghai, he wouldn't kneel down and beg for mercy the moment they met, but he still clasped his hands in a polite gesture and said, "Friend, we have no past grudges or recent feuds. The Crocodile Gang and the Axe Gang have always kept to themselves. Does things really have to come to this?"

“Back in America during the Gold Rush, cowboy duels became popular.” The white top hat obscured the upper half of Hu Xiaofei’s face as she spoke, unbuttoning her coat to reveal two pistols next to the axe at her waist.

"I don't know if you've heard of it, but I find it very interesting." Hu Xiaofei raised her chin slightly and smiled. "It determines both superiority and inferiority, and life and death."

The Crocodile Gang leader looked rather grim; only a fool would agree to a duel with the other party!

"Call someone!"

At a command, a henchman quickly pulled out a firework tube, pulled the fuse, and the firework shot straight into the sky, bursting open under the crimson clouds.

However, apart from the cold wind blowing, not a single person appeared on the street.

"No need to send it, you little bastard. While you were gambling, I already took care of all the thugs protecting you. You've been out for a while now, haven't you noticed?"

"..."

The street fell silent again, the two groups staring intently at each other, neither making a move.

As the last rays of the setting sun were about to sink, the blood-red light stretched Hu Xiaofei's shadow to an extremely long length. Her hands hung naturally at her sides. The Axe Gang had only sent one person, yet it was as if she had brought a thousand troops with her.

The scraps of paper on the windowsill were blown up by the wind again, fluttering in the air and spinning several times before finally drifting to the middle of the street.

As the wind subsided, the pieces of paper that had been flying about so freely seemed to lose their momentum and gradually began to fall.

The last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by dark clouds, and the cold, hard stone bricks caught the drifting pieces of paper.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

The church bells rang in the distance. It was six o'clock in the evening. Time to have dinner, time to have dinner, time to go to sleep.

As the bell tolls across the houses and reaches this street, some people here no longer need to go home for dinner, and they can finally sleep for a very long time.

After a few chimes, Hu Xiaofei blew on the two still-smoking pistols, twirled them in her hand, and then put them back on her waist.

Then she took out an axe, and while shaking her head, she moved forward with small, tango-like steps.

The Crocodile Gang leader stared blankly at the corpses of his underlings, his face ashen, until Hu Xiaofei drew closer and closer, at which point he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The woman in the cheongsam next to him was completely terrified.

"Wait! Wait! If you kill me, the Japanese won't let you get away with it." The Crocodile Gang leader still threatened defiantly, but seeing Bai Wuchang still staggering towards him, he added, "Miss, spare my life, and I'll give you all my money!"

Hu Xiaofei seemed to be completely immersed in the silent tango. With her eyes squinted, she swayed her head and danced her way to the man who had fallen to the ground, the axe in her hand swaying with her movements.

When the crocodile gang leader saw her standing in front of him, his face turned completely pale. He crawled backward while shouting, "Wait! Wait! Do you remember? I treated you to a meal!"

Hu Xiaofei didn't say anything, but swung her axe down, staining her white suit with blood.

How can someone who doesn't even recognize you claim to have treated you to a meal?

Grandma hates being lied to the most!

After dealing with the man beneath her, Hu Xiaofei stood up and looked at the terrified woman in the cheongsam beside her.

The woman's face was also drained of color, her expression one of terror, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

When she saw Hu Xiaofei looking over, her body trembled violently, and a puddle of water appeared on the ground.

"No...don't kill me, I'll do anything you want," the woman said, her teeth chattering.

Hu Xiaofei smiled and said, "Don't be silly, beautiful lady, I never cut women."

Upon hearing this, the woman felt as if she had been saved from drowning, and her breathing became easier. However, looking at the corpses in front of her and the White Impermanence carrying a blood-stained axe, she still said in a trembling voice, "Thank... thank you, elder sister."

Then, at Hu Xiaofei's signal, the woman slowly turned around and moved to the other side of the street.

My legs were completely exhausted; it was already a huge effort for me to keep standing.

Hu Xiaofei watched her retreating figure, bent down to wipe the axe on the man's body before tucking it back into her waistband, then pulled out her pistol and aimed it at the woman who was leaving.

"I heard your gambling den not only traffics children, but also provides prostitutes for the Japanese?"

Hu Xiaofei asked calmly, but she didn't intend to hear whether the other party admitted it or not.

"boom!"

Not cutting off women doesn't mean not killing women.

"Police, come out and clean up the mess!"

……

Inside a suit shop in a nominally defunct concession.

"Tell Brother Sheng that I've finished my work here." Hu Xiaofei, who had changed into a ladylike outfit, entered the store through the back door and handed a leather bag to the boss. Inside was the suit she had just changed out of.

"it is good."

"Hey, get me a pack of explosives. I'm going to take down the headquarters later." Hu Xiaofei picked up the freshly brewed coffee on the table, poured herself a cup, took a sip to moisten her throat, and said.

Suit shop owner: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)