Operation Red Book

"First, Mr. Zhu couldn't be found..." Mingcan choked up and said while clenching his handkerchief.

"Then this group of traitors jumped off those ghost ships in groups and poured into the Chinese docks like bandits from the mountains."

"We can be together thanks to Aunt Wang and Xiaoqi and Xiaojiu..."

Having said that, Mingcan bowed to the two girls and their mother standing behind them.

Tears dripped onto the ground, stirring up a small cloud of dust.

"When the thieves were chasing people around on the street with machetes as big as pigs, they saved me and this boy from almost dying under the knives."

"We are separated from our families and can only stay together in Muyunzhai for warmth."

"They closed all the entrances and exits to the Chinese wharf and shut down all the shops in the Chinese market."

"They locked everyone in different houses, and no one was allowed to step out of the door without their order."

"Sisanfang was big enough, so they drove all the people in it out."

"The magnificent Shisanfang has become a den of thieves for those little bastards..."

Ming Can spat fiercely on the ground, his eyes becoming more and more resentful: "Zhao Minghua, that thorn in the flesh, he is the leader of the rebels!"

"If I catch that guy, I will scratch his entire face!"

Mingcan uttered harsh words angrily. She slammed her handkerchief on the table. The only remaining narcissus petal finally broke away from the dead branch and floated into the fallen leaves.

Another wave of sadness and pain came over them. The girls hugged each other, biting their lower lips and trying to hold back the tears in their eyes.

"Ms. Ivy, why did you enter this devil's cave?"

Mingcan suddenly wrapped his arms around Ivy and yelled at her with tears in his eyes.

"Our Chinese wharf...is about to be blown up by the British!"

Hearing this, Ivy looked up in confusion, her eyes full of doubts.

"I've never heard of it..."

The intelligence provided by Mr. Victor did not mention any British attack. In fact, they were terribly afraid of it.

In the past, I had only seen the concessions divided by Britain and France in China in history books. At that time in the late Qing Dynasty, no one wants to mention this history, whether it is now or in the 100st century more than 21 years later.

Blond-haired and blue-eyed white people built European-style churches with high towers on Chinese territory and erected one garden villa after another among the earthen tile houses.

They erected a two-person-high fence in the middle of the road and placed two red and black lobster soldiers with their thighs raised high at the door.

They chanted Christ the Savior in the church, but were unwilling to pay any attention to the Chinese people who were displaced by the war.

So what qualifications and hatred do they have to destroy the Chinese dock? To be honest, this is just a shipping and commercial district built by the Chinese...

It had no independent judicial, ruling and administrative power, and not only paid hundreds of thousands of silver coins to Britain, but also provided a place of entertainment for the people of nearby London.

They don't steal or rob, so what's the difference between this and the Chinatown established in a foreign country 100 years later?

"The British won't blow this place up, believe me, they really will!"

Ivy patted the two little girls' heads and consoled them.

"But! But!" Mingcan choked and almost couldn't breathe.

"A senior British government official told me personally! The Chinese wharf will definitely survive, seriously!"

Ivy forced a smile, and her raised eyebrows showed her lack of confidence.

“But… wuwu…” Mingcan wiped the saliva that accidentally flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"If we bomb London, London will bomb back..."

"Hmm?" Ivy's smile froze on her face instantly. "What do you mean...bombing London?"

What does it mean to bomb London... What does it mean to bomb London...

Her face turned blue and purple: "The Chinese wharf is going to declare war on Britain?"

The people around nodded one after another, and the choking sounds of their inhalations exploded in Ivy's ears like round cannonballs.

"Boom——"

My heart silently broke into four pieces, and the roar in my head came like a group of chariots.

Crazy! This is what these thieves are after.

Unwilling to stay on the small left bank of the Thames, they wanted to start from an estuary and slowly encroach on the entire British Empire.

How should I put it? A small mind, a big courage...

Ivy sighed, and an unbearable irritation surged in her heart.

Things were beginning to make sense, but she still needed more information.