I want to be a good person

What can I do by myself?

What can be done now?

Give me a bottle of so-called transformation liquid, genetic liquid!

Thunder rumbled in the sky and a faint voice rang in my mind.

"What's the matter? Do you want to wear your underwear backwards?"

"I just had a drink with their leader yesterday and warned him that he was not allowed to bring people to my side. They are a bunch of hairy and smelly guys. From now on, they will only look for lackeys, female monkeys, mules called donkeys, and third-class citizens. Send a few horses to satisfy them when you have time."

"I?"

"You guys are so disappointing. You made me lose face."

"It's not me. Can you give me Tu Xingsun's teleportation technique?"

"There's a lot of water underfoot, and it's easy for a short person to drown."

The sky was still making a boom-boom-boom sound, with only the sound of cannons remaining.

The sound of artillery fire in Zhabei is still fierce, and huge smoke and dust are rising in the air in the distance. War is nothing more than a game of capital and interests.

The Wusong River, if you go upstream, will lead you to Suzhou. But because Westerners called it Suzhou River, it became a special name. No one would have thought that changing names is a human habit.

To go home, one has to cross the Suzhou River. There are three bridges that can carry heavy vehicles: Waibaidu Bridge, Erbaidu Bridge, and Tianhougong Bridge. The white-skinned military police and red-headed Indians from the International Settlement are checking at the checkpoints, and they have put up barbed wire and wooden barriers.

It is really strange that there are three metallurgical factories in one city. The Shanghai people's admiration for foreign things comes from their experience of life in the Republic of China, such as electricity, telephones, telegraphs, cars, tap water, etc. The effects of introducing them by demonstration and forced indoctrination are naturally different.

People always look at what you do rather than what you say. If you listen to what they say and observe what they do, you will understand the general principles.

"Sir, will you deliver it tomorrow?"

"deliver!"

“That costs a lot of money!”

"worth!"

It is worth spending any amount of money. At worst, you can go to your normal place and rob a few more. Many people eventually became heroes in the anti-Japanese war.

Think about the destruction of the arsenal. Its production capacity must have been hit. Even if the production was reduced by one ten-thousandth, it would be considered a contribution to the anti-Japanese war.

"Sir, I suggest buying some drinks and sending them up."

One of his subordinates reminded.

"Then go buy some liquor. Buy as much as you can. When we get back later, Uncle Chen will go buy some with you."

"clear."

"All the brothers who helped deliver supplies to the soldiers in the war will receive a subsidy of half a dollar a day."

"Sir, do you want to find a reporter...?"

"Need not."

What a joke. If you are on the headlines every day, you will have no place to hang out.

"woo"

Da Huang growled and then fell silent.

Light footsteps came to the door.

After a few attempts, it still wouldn't open.

Check out the locks on both sides and see if there is a wooden door bolt with a copper bell hanging in the middle.

A clear bell sounded.

Zhang Aiguo jumped up, put on his shorts and quickly ran to the roof.

Master Fan stood against the wall at the entrance of the stairs.

"Bah"

A flying claw was clinging to the top, and a small man with his head and face covered and his whole body wrapped in gray cloth was climbing up with great effort at a very fast speed.

Arrived.

Use the hand claws to hook force and bring the head up first.

wrong.

What greeted it was a fist. With a "whoosh" sound, it subconsciously covered the wound with its hand.

"bang"

With a knife but no rope, I can't win even if I turn around.

Why bother committing suicide if you only care about your head and not your butt?

"It hurts."

Zhang Aiguo took a look and cheered.

The half-dead Japanese soldiers came at a good time.

Flying claw is good.

Back in the hall, under the light, two Japanese soldiers stood back to back, holding ninja swords in their hands, dressed the same and wearing soft-soled shoes.

"Ninja?"

"Which family?"

"Protect the emperor and eliminate the traitors!"

Just as the ninja was about to speak, Uncle Chen raised his hands and threw a flying knife.

"ding dong"

The ninja sword flew directly.

"Good sword skills."

"Put down the knife, swear allegiance to me, and I will spare you."

Zhang Aiguo said in Japanese.

"Betrayal is against our oath."

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the two devils made a decisive move and bit the poison pills in their mouths.

"Pity."

If you want to plan for the future, these can be used, and a piece of paper also has its uses.

Looking at the weapons in front of him, shurikens, fuki arrows, flying claws, ninja swords, and a southern baby, damn, he is keeping up with the times.

"Uncle Chen, get rid of the devils quietly. You guys move out tomorrow. I'll stay here by myself."

"Did you buy anything else?"

Fan Xiaohan is a little unhappy and has too many secrets.

"There are two places. Just in case. The rich and powerful live there. It's relatively safe. Buy a few dogs."

"Where's Rhubarb?"

"It's up to heaven."

"By the way, the servants in the house were given 3 silver dollars, so that they could settle their families down. The world is in chaos."

A thousand-mile long dam can be breached by a single ant hole. Those who do small things behind the scenes are the people around you, and these people will also be the ones who help others. Small favors from time to time are still helpful.

Moving suddenly also requires comfort, and the details must be taken care of.

"Will the devils come again?"

"We won't be enemies for now. The Japanese are not focusing on us. They have big ambitions. We can see it in the newspapers. They are clamoring to be destroyed in three months."

"What a fucking dream. How many people are there in such a big place? I think its teeth are going to break."

"Uncle Chen is right. If we can't fight the enemy, then we should support the war wholeheartedly."

“Xiao Han, you come forward, our philanthropist!”

"Aren't the eldest and second sisters also doing it?"

"We occupy the moral high ground and no one can do anything to us. In fact, most of the troubles are self-inflicted."

Next, Fan Xiaohan frequently appeared on the Zhabei battlefield as instructed, donating food and drink to the soldiers, and his fame grew.

Artillery fire and aerial bombs launched indiscriminate and intensive bombardments, razing many buildings to the ground.

Amid the rumbling of artillery fire, refugees swarmed into the concession. Since the war broke out, the Japanese had raised their butcher knives against civilians, and a brutal massacre began.

There were long queues at more than a dozen ferry bridges, with people walking, carrying loads, riding in cars, and using wheelbarrows, all crowded together.

The concession set up the Simei Commercial Company porridge hall, which served 3,000 bowls of porridge every day. Although they could not snatch the business and prestige of the leading figures, they just wanted to be called a living Bodhisattva.

News of defeats kept coming in. The well-trained army could not withstand the bombardment of artillery fire, and they themselves could not withstand the bombardment of artillery shells.

Zhang Aiguo looked very painful. Unorganized people were active on the periphery of the battlefield. The battlefield was cruel, and it was difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends, which easily led to accidental injuries.

You wander between blue and red, helping both sides and not helping either side. In what capacity do you participate?

It’s not easy to get off your own boat, but it’s actually even harder to get off those two boats!

They are all fatal.

It is difficult to have a decent life on both sides.

Trucks were prohibited from leaving the concession, the Suzhou River was artificially divided into heaven and hell, and the Japanese set up checkpoints to stop people.

Westerners chose to remain silent and watch the fire from the other side of the river. The expected intervention did not occur. From a political perspective, this was a show for foreigners to see.

Looking at it from a God's perspective, from the beginning to the end, the comprehensive national strength, quality of soldiers, level of armaments, mobilization capabilities, domestic environment, numerous factions, tactical choices, precise micro-management, etc. at that time, failure was not accidental.

They built the Great Wall with their flesh and blood, and fought one after another to defend the national dignity with their blood and lives. There was no more Huangpu in the Battle of Shanghai.

Every inch of mountains and rivers, every inch of blood!

Sad, anti-Japanese war martyrs!