I want to be a good person

Time is like water. It is extremely important to know, but it is the easiest to ignore. Unknowingly, only a thin layer of the old calendar is left.

After summer comes autumn, with falling leaves and withered yellow becoming the main tone. The change of the four seasons is particularly distinct, with no warm winter, only cold autumn.

After buying a Shikumen house, the owner only wants yellow croakers of all sizes. It turns out that speculation in real estate is a profitable business. Silver dollars and gold are always more valuable than paper money.

The people can clearly see the weakness and depreciation of the legal currency and are filled with worry, but there is nothing they can do because those who hold the truth have the final say. According to the Kuomintang’s propaganda, the currency remains strong, the economy is steadily rising, and the war situation is in our favor.

If it weren't for the Japanese propaganda at the same time, which was about conquering cities and seizing territories, while those who were defeated were hiding, it would be hard to tell who the winners were and who the losers were.

There is still a patriotic spirit, but it is a pity that the love is misplaced. The more love there was at the beginning, the more resentment there will be later. A generation of people have been fooled, and the dragon slayer will eventually become an evil dragon. This is an unchanging law.

Heyisheng Foreign Goods Store opened, and Zhang Aiguo deeply felt the richness of the black and gray culture that day.

A tattered flower basket cost ten dollars. From the police station to gangs, to the fire brigade, and various other departments, they all came to ask for the wedding money.

"This shop is owned by my boss."

A disciple of the Green Gang, who was of an unknown generation, was boasting and claiming his territory.

Zhang Aiguo was too lazy to pay attention to these people. The gang wandered between the blue and red factions of the Japanese devils, jumping left and right. What was the definition of good guys and bad guys?

Troubled times are different from prosperous times.

It was a drizzling autumn day, and Zhang Aiguo and Wang Jinxiu were walking on the street, holding paper umbrellas.

In order to match his identity and provide a good cover, he did not register a car, but only registered three British bicycles and obtained licenses.

The Japanese had only one requirement for the management of the concessions: it should not affect their ability to make money. They left everything else alone as long as the trouble was not excessive. They were well aware of the routine that only with talent could one make money, and had long been playing with the demographic dividend.

"Boss, we've been here for more than two months. Why don't we just go shopping every day and do something?"

Wang Jinxiu couldn't figure out Zhang Aiguo's thoughts, but she had enough money. It took some effort to get the three bicycles, but without the receipts, she had to give bribes.

"Isn't the foreign goods store open?"

"It seems that the business doesn't make much money?"

"Business, how can everyone make money? Besides, I'm observing the market."

"Oh."

Zhang Aiguo felt that they wouldn't be able to keep staring into his eyes for long. If he didn't get along peacefully with the local bullies, things would go wrong at the critical moment.

There is a saying that goes, a toad lands on your feet.

In the past, I lived a secluded life and rarely went out. I wanted to hide my name and identity, the deeper the better.

Now the situation has been reversed. On the surface, he is extremely active, but apart from eating, drinking and having fun, he doesn't care about business at all.

"Come on, sit down and have a cup of coffee."

I'm tired from walking and need to take a break.

The rain is light, carefully washing the eaves and doorheads, washing away the dust of the past. With a beautiful woman by your side, the walk is romantic.

The umbrella is placed at the door, next to the window, with an excellent view.

Zhang Aiguo was thinking about the Japanese bank. He was familiar with all kinds of practices and had received many years of education. His neat formalism looked good.

The floor of the Tekachenko Café is paved with classic black and white tiles, and the piano music is melodious.

The coffee shops are mainly distributed in Xiafei Road, North Sichuan Road and Huoshan Road, each with its own characteristics.

Coffee without sugar tastes bitter, just like the current world.

Where is the crisp autumn morning?

In the bank's vault.

In the Japanese warehouse.

On the dead Japanese devils.

"boom"

"Snapped"

A few gunshots shattered the comfort in the rain. The Japanese in the museum screamed a few times and then calmed down.

In this magical land, they are called foreigners, and are full of arrogance and conceit.

Things change, and the most valuable pound sterling was replaced by the US dollar in more than ten years.

Arrogant and conceited troublemaker - the sun never sets, turns into a red sunset.

Believe that everything is promising in the future!

Zhang Aiguo pretended not to care and looked outside. Four or five people were chasing two people on the street.

They shot at each other from time to time, and the man who was running away had a shoulder injury, which made it difficult for him to move.

"Go make a phone call and ask Gao Deli to bring someone to pick you up and take a rickshaw back."

"What about you?"

"I'm going to do something, don't worry."

The sound of police whistles was echoing everywhere, and the Japanese infiltration into the concession should not be underestimated.

A blacksmith must be strong himself. The Japanese only respected the Western devils on the surface, but never hesitated to attack them behind the scenes. The Westerners were also cautious and dared not turn against them.

A strong country is the backing.

No one will dare to bully a country where its people are united.

No one knows who the person being chased is. In August of this year, the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission of the National Government was established.

The main tasks were to collect all kinds of intelligence, monitor and discipline the army, arrest and assassinate hostile forces such as the Japanese invaders and the Wang Puppet traitors.

According to available records, during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, more than 300 people were officially registered as personnel and students of the Military Intelligence Bureau and died heroically.

Spy organizations are all low-key and don't shout slogans, especially before the spring breeze and rain farmers take off their hats, they still have some real achievements.

However, the spy politics that combines brutality, terror and darkness is doomed to not last long. It is like an ant trying to shake a tree. It will surely be eliminated by history and spurned by the people.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it!

Two silver dollars were placed on the table, a cup of wine cost 80 cents, and the bill was 20 cents. It was popular in the Republic of China and it was all imported culture.

There was money and a flower-mouthed pistol in Wang Jinxiu's small bag.

Gao Deli and his four companions all used the Turtle Box, which indirectly cultivated the frequency of cleaning their guns.

Wearing a tight and thin windbreaker, a cool breeze blew by, and the dripping blood was diluted by the rain and became a trickle.

"Catch them."

The clumsy words sounded so harsh, the little bow-legged boy, with a sturdy and stocky body, the police were on their way to catch up.

After the fight is over, it is correct for the police to come out and clean up the area. It is safe and reliable. No one dares to risk their life these days.

The person in front fell to the ground with a thud and tried to struggle but couldn't get up.

Another person reached out and pulled, but it didn't move. The weakness caused by the bleeding made him fall into a temporary coma.

He looked back, fired two shots, and left alone. The remaining time was spent on evacuating.

"Yoshi."

The two Japanese soldiers stretched out their hands, which were tied behind their backs. Would the front of their faces hit the ground and get injured by friction?

I can only say that I think too much.

"Quick, retreat this way."

The Japanese soldier was very strong. Two people carried him and he walked very fast.

In a hurry, the Japanese soldiers did not observe carefully, and Zhang Aiguo, who was walking from the side,

When it comes to dressing, appearance is justice. When inspecting in the market, people often judge people by their clothes and appearance.

The so-called fairness, justice and openness, if you look closely, is a bit like expenditure. Think about it, it has been banned for many years.

The endless stream of innovative names is jaw-dropping.

What were your ancestors doing? What were other people’s ancestors doing at the same time?

If you think in this way, it will be fair and just, and there will be no more resentment.

"who are you?"

The Japanese soldier looked back at Zhang Aiguo. It was impossible for him to approach quietly in the rain.

From being careless at first to having pores standing up rapidly, the Japanese soldiers realized the danger. The old soldiers who survived the battlefield all had their own keen intuition.

"idiot!"