War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 356 biabiabia (Thanks to '是晨不沉' for the reward)

The gangster had seen a lot of big scenes, so when he saw a man in military uniform sitting opposite him, he smiled immediately. Before he could even call out "Military Master", he realized that the address was not right...

The thug bowed and introduced himself first: "Sir, I am a street vendor in Songdao..."

What does it mean?

The footmen were coolies in Tianjin. Songdao Street was the Japanese concession. The footmen in the Japanese concession were all managed by one person, whose name was "Yuan Wenhui". He was later regarded as the ancestor of Tianjin gangsters.

However, their family's power was not only created by the 'Yuan Wen Hui'.

The father of the Yuan family was Yuan Guozhang, the seventh child, and was known as the Seventh Master. He had two sons. The eldest son, Yuan Wenhui, had been fond of wielding guns and sticks and fighting since he was a child. The second son, Yuan Wende, was an honest man. He was so honest that he was frightened to death by the murder case in the International Apartments in 1935. These two children were typical of two extremes, one was bold and the other was timid.

In 1898, Yuan Guozhang expanded his business from Songdao Street to Guyi Street. When he saw that the footwear business was about to be taken over by his family, he accidentally killed someone during a fight and was arrested by the Qing Dynasty.

Yuan Wenhui and Yuan Wende were raised by their eighth son, Yuan Guoxi. What did he do? He worked in the treasure bureau.

Did you see it?
This is similar to a family of folk artists or a family of scholars, where their ability to mix in the underworld is inherited from their family.

Later, Yuan Wenhui joined the Green Gang and became a big shot in Tianjin, so when his subordinates reported their numbers, they still reported the numbers of the "footmen".

Why should I report this number?

"We earn money through physical labor, and it's not easy to earn a little money, sir, but we are soft-hearted and can't bear to see others suffer. Do you think we can refuse to lend the money to the Duan family?"

"But we borrowed the money and can't get it back. Tell me, how can we seek justice?"

Did you see it?

The gangsters are not fools. They first report the number of the footman to prove that they are poor people, and then tell you that they are right in this matter, and it is the Duan who owes money and does not pay it back. But if you are a smart person and know that Yuan Wenhui is involved, then you should leave immediately at this time, because Yuan Wenhui is a traitor!
Not only did he work as a military police spy for the devils, he also opened a treasure bureau and a flower party, and arrested and persecuted workers in the trade union for the devils. He was not suppressed until 1950.

"IOU."

The second sister didn't even listen to him and just stretched out her hand.

The gangster thought that the second sister understood and planned to use the loan note as an excuse to leave. After all, it is only natural to pay back a debt...

The gangster fished into his sleeve and took out the IOU: "Sir, how can we do without it?" As he spoke, he handed over the IOU.

The second sister actually took a look at it, but she immediately loosened her grip, letting the paper flutter and fall directly into the stove - whoosh!

The fire was steaming up, and the flames shot up high, trembling right between the second sister and the gangster in front of her.

"Hey!"

The gangster shouted at the top of his lungs, and the second sister slowly leaned back on the small chair, crossed her legs, and just looked at him with a smile.

"What do you mean!"

To the second sister, this was all nonsense and she was too lazy to even answer.

"We are Master Yuan's men!"

"Don't think that the Japanese can do nothing to you just because they have handed over the official uniform. If they get angry, can you bear the power of the Japanese?"

bass!
Seeing their eldest brother getting anxious, the thugs pulled out daggers from their waists, and the strongest one was even shouting and trying to rush forward.

He thought that if he rushed forward, his elder brother would stop him, which would not only show his bravery, but also save him from having to fight the official in front of him. He would also have more bragging rights when he returned...

So, under the firelight, a group of hooligans took a ferocious posture behind the hooligans and rushed forward, but! But that was my second sister!

Ever since she and Xu Chaoyang fought their way out of the Northeast, she had seen real guns and swords. If a Japanese soldier rushed towards you with a knife in his hand on the battlefield and you didn't react, not only would you die, but your comrades who were fighting with bayonets beside you might also die.

Therefore, in the world where the second sister has fought for many years, there is no "pre-swing" at all, especially after it becomes cruel.

Damn!
The second sister crossed her legs, pulled out the Nambu-style pistol captured on the battlefield from her waist, raised her arm and pulled the trigger at the knife-wielding thug.

No hesitation at all!

After one shot, the strongest gangster fell on his back, blood oozing out of the bullet hole on his cheekbone, and brain matter and blood were pouring out from the bullet hole at the back of his head, mixing together on the ground.

"Hey!"

The gang leader widened his eyes and shouted again, where had he seen this before?
Some of the hooligans behind had already run away. The hooligans standing at the door ran out and saw all the people who were watching the fun running away. People who were going home to pay New Year's greetings at the entrance of the alley asked, "Auntie, are you young?"

"Shayin!!!"

In the room.

The second sister pointed the gun at the head of the gang leader, stared at him and tried to shake him with her eyes, and sighed: "Huh?" It seemed as if she was saying: "Move again!"

The gangster was also quite single. He lowered his head and said like a defeated rooster: "I give up." He clasped his hands together and said: "I don't want the money anymore, okay?"

"Go ahead, I saw their family walking around the street, okay?"

Duan Jingwen finally came to his senses, his mind full of the image of his second sister shooting someone. He was about to walk over...

Two streets away.

The Japanese army was entering the city. Groups of soldiers carried their Type 38 rifles on their shoulders and followed the trucks carrying weapons into the city. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out - bang!

At that moment, all the Japanese soldiers were in chaos. They immediately took off the guns on their shoulders and held them in their hands. They put on their helmets, lowered their bodies, and looked around.

This is considered a slow reaction. Those who reacted quickly had already rushed into the crowd watching the excitement nearby, and rushed to the doors of shops facing the street, leaning against the wall to observe.

At this moment, the hooligans who ran out of the alley ran towards the Japanese as if they had seen their relatives: "Taijun! Taijun!!"

Two Japanese soldiers grabbed his arms as he was moving forward, tripped him, and knocked the thug who was running towards him flat on his back, knocking him to the ground. He didn't even raise his head, as the muzzles of four or five Type 38 rifles were hitting his head.

The translator came over at this time and asked, "Who are you?"

The thug lying on the ground said, "I am a subordinate of Yuan Wenhui, a spy from the military police. Lady, someone was killed in the alley. That woman was wearing a military uniform and holding a gun. She killed people without blinking an eye. Biabiabia, biabiabia, she killed several people!"

When the translators translated the words into Japanese, the leading translator immediately shouted, "Prepare for battle!"

inside the house.

The second sister was standing sideways with her gun in hand, watching the gangsters retreating step by step. In her eyes, killing a few people was nothing. She knew that someone would definitely stand up for her and take the blame. When the gangsters left the door, she said, "Take your parents and go to Dagu Shipyard!"

"Second sister?" Duan Jingwen didn't say a word until this moment.

"Stop the fucking crap and get going!"

　Thanks to '是晨不沉' for the reward. Thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)