I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

The smoke in front of the podium in the entire conference hall had not yet settled, and broken limbs and blood seemed to be falling from the sky.

The crowd that reacted let out screams of fear and despair.

The military police outside the door heard the noise and started rushing in.

"Baga, don't move, don't move."

It took only thirty seconds from the time Kudo Hisayoshi heard the explosion to the time he led his men in to rush in.

The room was filled with the choking smell of gunpowder. There were two wailing people under the luxurious chandelier. The broken wires on the ceiling were flickering, as if dancing on his nerves.

Kudo Hisayoshi rushed to the podium, his eyes full of horror. The speculation in his mind made his hand holding the gun tremble slightly.

"Save him, call an ambulance."

"The hotel is sealed off and no one is allowed to enter or leave."

"No, block the whole street."

Kudo Hisahara's orders one after another, coupled with the arrival of the military police, helped the panicked and frightened people in the meeting room find their backbone.

When everything was going on in an orderly manner, Lu Pingsheng looked at Kudo Kyoujo who had fainted in his arms, and he made up his mind. He picked up the broken bricks that fell beside him and hit himself on the head with them.

"Master Kudo! Someone, help!"

While Lu Pingsheng was shouting at the top of his lungs, he overturned the table that was blocking them.

Kudo Hisayoshi, who was looking for his nephew, heard the shouting and ran over immediately.

"Da Lang."

A rare trace of panic appeared on his usually cold face.

Especially when he saw Kudo Dalang being held in Lu Pingsheng's arms with blood all over his head, he almost went crazy.

"idiot!"

"Someone come quickly, take him to the hospital."

Lu Pingsheng, who was pretending to be unconscious, felt that he was being carried by someone, and the pain on his forehead made him groan.

There is a hospital diagonally opposite the Guandong Hotel. People of his level didn't need to take an ambulance and were carried directly to the hospital.

In the bumpy ride, he squinted his eyes and could see that many injured people, like him, were being carried or carried on the backs of the gendarmes towards the hospital.

Some people were treated better and were carried on simple stretchers made from the hotel's tablecloths.

Wei Miao was shocked to see Lu Pingsheng’s bloody appearance, but then he felt relieved to know that he had left the hotel and withdrew his spiritual consciousness from Ali.

"Young Master, you are awake. There is a checkpoint just ahead."

Wei Miao and the rickshaw driver both handed over their passes and paid the military police for tolls, and then quickly left the Japanese Concession.

"Young Master, please sit tight. Let's run faster and try to get there before dark."

Wei Miao agreed and turned to look at the Japanese Concession as the sun set.

I don’t know whether the Kanto Hotel will be blown up. I’m afraid the surrounding shops will not be spared after the collapse.

For the first time, she felt that human struggle was far more cruel than that of animals.

Animals fight for only two reasons: to be hungry and to reproduce, but for humans, it is much more complicated.

How to live?

Should I live under the guise of a bad guy like Brother Lu, or should I live as a bad guy like Zhang Er?

This is a question worth pondering.

Wei Miao held his stomach, feeling a little nauseous from the food he had eaten at the Japanese restaurant in the afternoon.

I hope that when I go home, I can have some leftovers to cook a pot of vegetable porridge, so that I can eat my fill and ward off the cold.

When the sun had completely set, a cold wind began to blow.

When the rickshaw approached the entrance of the alley, Wei Miao saw Wei Ran walking towards a corner from afar.

He handed the thing in his hand to Luo Xiaomei who was standing there.

"This contains medicine for fever and colds. Give half a tablet a day."

There was awkwardness in his voice.

Luo Xiaomei did not take the medicine, but raised her hand to touch Wei Ran's face. Wei Ran turned his head and glared at her fiercely with the sidelong eyes.

"Aran, do you still resent Mom?"

Wei Ran stuffed the medicine into her hands and said, "Don't come to me again in the future."

After saying that, she ran towards the alley, wiping her tears as she ran.

Luo Xiaomei looked at Wei Ran's back, spat, and cursed:

"You heartless little jerk, I have loved you in vain."

After saying this, he heard the child making a fuss behind him and shouted impatiently:

"Crying, crying, crying. You can tell she's crying as soon as she makes the sound. She's totally a debt collector."

Wei Miao looked at Luo Xiaomei who left cursing, and felt a little complicated.

In her memory, Luo Xiaomei had many faults, but she was really good to her eldest son Wei Ran.

If Wei Ran really didn't care at all, she would find it strange.

But when she saw Wei Ran and Luo Xiaomei together, she felt uncomfortable.

Wei Miao didn't know whether this was animal instinct or human emotion.

"Young Master?"

The rickshaw driver reminded her.

Wei Miao came back to his senses, "Thank you for your trouble."

After getting off the car, Wei Miao shook off the strange feeling and walked towards home.

Halfway through the walk, I heard the sound of hurried running behind me.

She slightly turned her body to avoid bumping into the man.

"Ah Miao? Why are you home so late?"

Professor Li slowed down his pace and steadied his breathing.

Wei Miao thought about it, but didn't mention the matter of the Japanese Concession. He said perfunctorily:

"Going out to do errands."

Professor Li said, "It's not peaceful out there right now. You're just a kid, don't hang around outside before dark."

Wei Miao said "I understand" and walked forward silently.

She had already decided not to have too much interaction with Professor Li.

In Wei Miao's eyes, Professor Li was very dangerous, just like Mr. Sun in the Chrysanthemum.

I heard that the family who rented a house to him were arrested and beaten half to death, and died a few days after being released.

The secret service does not need evidence to arrest people, as long as there is suspicion it is evidence.

Wei Miao pushed the door open and entered the house, and saw Wei Ada bending over under the dim light on the eaves, washing the ingredients for tomorrow's braised meat.

Wei Ling, Wei Li and others were helping, especially Wei Ran, who was busy cleaning the dirtiest pig intestines.

"Dad." Wei Miao said.

"Big pot!" Wei Ping saw Wei Miao standing at the door, and was about to rush towards her with a muddy lotus root in his hand.

Seeing that the little brat was about to get close to her, Wei Miao reached out and pressed her head, then took a step back slightly.

"Hahaha, Pingmei eats every day, but she's still a dwarf and can only be a walking stick for big brother."

Wei Ling smiled even more happily when she saw Pingmei trying to get her big brother to hold her with her short arms but failing to reach him.

Wei Ada also laughed and said, "Didn't you say you were going to be away for a few days? How come you're back so soon?"

While Wei Miao withdrew his hand, he took two quick steps to the side and then jumped onto the roof.

Wei Ping missed and pouted, "Big Pot, I don't love Sister Ping anymore."

Wei Miao was speechless. Ever since Sister Gui talked about the movie she watched at the full moon banquet a few days ago and said this line, the little girl had remembered it.

He has to say a few words from time to time, just like Weidong.

"Da Guo likes clean Ping Mei. Wait until you clean yourself up at night, and then come and hug me."

Pingmei is the easiest to coax and she immediately smiles happily.

Wei Miao, with his hands behind his back, watched as Wei Ada washed more than twice as much food as usual. No wonder several little ones hadn't finished even after joining in.

"Dad, how is the invitation going?"