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

When Wei Miao was returning home, she saw Grandma Cui waving at her at the entrance of the alley.

"You little rascal, you are always missing. I have only seen you twice in these days."

When Granny Cui saw Wei Miao standing far away and not approaching, she became a little angry.

Wei Miao raised the medicine in his hand, covered his nose and said:

"Grandma, I have a cold. I will come back to see you and the little one when I get better."

"Why are you sick? You must be tired from taking care of Mr. Lu. Look at your face, you are so thin that you look unrecognizable."

Wei Miao chuckled and said, "You'll be more handsome when you're thinner."

As soon as she left, Zhu Qi and Cui Lijuan came down.

Zhu Qi looked at Wei Miao's back and said, "Why are you out buying medicine? Doesn't Mr. Lu have a doctor at home?"

"Having a doctor does not necessarily mean having medicine." Cui Lijuan said casually.

Zhu Qi always felt it was strange. No matter what, a patient should not be allowed to go out and buy medicine by himself.

Wei Miao knocked on the door and Yang Qiushi came out to open it with a dazed expression.

Wei Miao closed the courtyard gate, walked into the house, saw the wide open study door, and thought to himself, as expected.

It’s no wonder that Brother Yang was in a trance, if she wasn’t able to react either.

How could I not be dazed when I thought that my benefactor, who was paralyzed in bed, suddenly appeared in front of me.

After closing the study door, Lu Pingsheng, who had changed into fresh clothes, stared at Wei Miao.

"The person is at No. 234 Jiangqian Road, where you fled for your life."

Lu Pingsheng suddenly remembered the road where he first met the little devil in the trash can.

"and then."

Wei Miao recounted in detail what he had seen at Dong Ergou's house.

"When I came out, I locked the entrance door. Even if one of them woke up due to an allergic reaction to the medicine, they wouldn't be able to get out."

Lu Pingsheng patted Wei Miao on the shoulder and said, "You are really thoughtful."

Wei Miao looked at Lu Pingsheng who was relieved and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

A fierce look flashed in Lu Pingsheng's eyes. "I asked Lao Yang to make a phone call just now. We don't have to worry about what happens next."

Although this plan is of vital importance, he is only good at gathering intelligence and talking, but if he wants to take action, he needs professionals.

A special operations team of the organization that is deeply rooted in Shanghai will be fully responsible for this operation.

Everything will be known tomorrow morning.

Wei Miao looked at Lu Pingsheng, who looked tired, and asked, "Brother Lu, would you like to take a rest?"

Lu Pingsheng waved his hands, "I can't sleep. I don't know what's going on over there."

Xiushui Town, Jin Family Ancestral Hall.

Jin Yazhi looked at her angry sister and said helplessly:

"Yazhu, the conditions are tough, you have to overcome them first. When we get back to the city, I'll take you to eat Western food."

Jin Yazhu looked at the flower cake that was handed to her mouth and had no appetite at all.

"Brother, the sun is out and the water level has dropped. Why are we still trapped here?"

Her sister-in-law raised her hand to tuck the hair on her cheek behind her ear, and coaxed her: "Brother Nong has sent people to the reservoir and town above to explore the way. When the people come back, we will set off home immediately."

Jin Yazhu curled her lips, "This rain is so unreasonable. In just a few hours, it can break the reservoir and flood halfway up the mountain..."

"boom!"

Before she could finish her complaint, there was a deafening roar, which frightened the two women so much that they huddled together.

The snack in Jin Yazhi's hand fell to the ground and rolled several times.

His men came in quickly, "Director, it's the direction of Badaowan."

Jin Yazhi walked out of the door and climbed up the suspension tower high up in the ancestral hall. Facing the sun, he stared in a trance at the mushroom-shaped dark clouds rising into the sky in the direction of Badaowan.

That was the sound of munitions exploding.

He was in Shanghai during the January 28 Incident. He was lucky to be in the concession, but he could hear explosions every day.

Occasionally, when you stand on a tall building, you can also see clouds of this shape appearing in the north.

But the mushroom-shaped dark cloud rising into the sky before my eyes seemed like a ferocious mouth that shattered some kind of peace.

"The storm is about to come!" Jin Yazhi murmured to herself.

He was not a pauper who didn't care about anything. Just based on what he heard from the townspeople yesterday, he was thinking of reporting it when he returned.

The Japanese behavior in Badaowan was really abnormal.

"airplane!"

Some of the men below were screaming in surprise.

Jin Yazhi looked up, his face changed drastically, and he quickly yelled at those who were about to come out to watch the fun.

"Everyone go in, no one go out."

Jin Yazhu had never seen her brother in such a mess. He actually fell down while descending the tower.

She trotted forward to help Jin Yazhi, complaining:

"Brother, it's just a plane, why make a fuss..."

"Shut up!"

Jin Yazhi almost rudely pulled his sister, turned around and yelled at his dazed wife:

"What are you standing there for? Come in quickly, everyone, go inside the ancestral hall. No one is allowed outside."

The usually gentle and elegant man revealed a ferocious face, which made people frightened.

Several elderly people seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation and quickly shouted at the dazed crowd to enter the ancestral hall.

About a few minutes later, everyone in the house heard the roar of the plane.

Jin Yazhi walked back and forth in the room with her hands behind her back.

Although Jin Yazhu was angry because of her brother's yelling, she knew that the matter was serious when she saw her brother's misbehavior.

"Brother, are we going to have a war?" There was a hint of fear in Jin Yazhu's glass-like eyes.

Jin Yazhi looked at his sister's pale face and said to his wife:

"Please help watch over them. No one is allowed to leave the house. I will go and discuss this with the elders."

Jin Yazhi had only one idea at this moment, that they must speak with one voice and everyone in the town must move away collectively, otherwise, life and death would be in danger.

He couldn't stay in Shanghai anymore and had to take his family back to Nanjing.

I don’t know why, but in such a short period of time, Jin Yazhi thought a lot.

The plane circled away, and half an hour later, in the conference room of the expeditionary force commander, Matsui Ryouta threw everything in front of him to the ground.

This was not enough, he drew the sword from his waist, held it with both hands, and chopped at the solid wooden table indiscriminately.

"Baga, Baga!"

Because he was so angry, the blindfold fell off, revealing his dark eye sockets, which made him look even more terrifying.

Yukiko Matsui and Hisashi Kudo were all stunned by his sudden action.

No one dared to step forward, and the group retreated to a corner to watch him vent.

They were called to a meeting at dawn to discuss the sudden power outage and telephone signal interruption.

Through the messages and reports sent back, it was determined that the strong winds and heavy rains last night blew down the electric poles and caused the widespread power outage and signal loss.

It was not only the Japanese Concession, but also the International Settlement and the Chinese Concession. The telephone office in the French Concession was struck by lightning and most of it was burned down in a fire.

Just when they were about to breathe a sigh of relief, someone from the secretarial office who had just arrived came in and whispered something to Commander Matsui. His face changed drastically and he stood up and left.

Less than ten minutes after he left the house, everyone vaguely heard a loud bang.

When they panicked and sent people to inquire about the situation, the commander came in with a grim face, sat down and said nothing, but from his only intact eye, they could see a raging anger burning.

It's just that for some reason he's trying to suppress it.

When the old man was tired of venting, Matsui Yukiko stepped forward and said, "Uncle, what happened?"

Matsui Ryouta raised his hand and slapped her. Looking at his niece who stumbled to the ground, then quickly got up and stood up respectfully, he said angrily:

"Baga, there's only the commander of the Empire's expeditionary force here, not your uncle!"

"Hi!"

Regardless of the burning pain in her cheeks, Yukiko Matsui bent lower and became more humble.

After Matsui Ryouta had vented most of his anger, he took a deep breath and slowly spoke:

"The Badaowan Reservoir was breached by heavy rain, the reservoir burst its banks, and the downstream was flooded..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the room became uneasy.

Yukiko Matsui and Hisashi Kudo were both stunned.

They invested a lot of manpower and material resources in Badaowan to salvage the treasure.

The naval staff officer who was called over to the meeting shouted:

"Nani?"

The strategic materials in the Badaowan warehouse have always been the responsibility of the Navy, with assistance from the Army.

That explosion just now...

"Baga!" he yelled and ran out of the meeting room without hesitation.

The entire expeditionary force headquarters was thrown into chaos, and ten minutes later, the alarm sounded over the Japanese concession.

The drama seems to be about to begin, but it also seems to be about to end!