Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

Chapter 382: Do you think people will forget the dirty things you did?

Shanghai, Da San Yuan Restaurant.

Boss Du’s office.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Boss Du was holding a cigarette holder in his hand and puffing out smoke, filling the office with smoke.

The butler came in.

"Boss Du, someone wants to see you."

"who?"

"He's a Japanese. I wonder if Mr. Du is willing to meet him?"

"Shanghai is no longer the Japanese's paradise. Why are they here to cause trouble for me? Tell him I won't see you.

And don't bring any Japanese to me from now on.

The Japanese in Shanghai have reached the end of their rope. Why did they come to see me? Think about it carefully with your pig head.

Don’t cause me any more trouble in the future.”

After Boss Du finished speaking, he continued to puff on his cigarette.

"Boss Du, this person is your old friend. He just wants to meet you. He said he will leave after this meeting and you don't need to bother me anymore."

After hearing this, Boss Du still didn't want to meet him. At this moment, a Japanese soldier pushed the door open.

“There’s no need for my old friend to be so cruel to me.

We ourselves know what kind of people we are.

Boss Du, what do you think Wang Tianyou will do to you if you join him now? "

"That's just your wishful thinking. Wang Tianyou will wipe out all of you sooner or later."

After saying this, the Japanese soldier sat down without Boss Du's permission.

"Why did you just barge in even though I didn't want to see you? Mr. Murakami?"

"I just don't want to see you, brother, being liquidated in the future.

Brother, I come to see you out of pure kindness."

"Is it me who is at the end of my rope, or is it you who is at the end of your rope?

You little Japs have been driven out of Shanghai.

You come to me now and say it's for my own good.

Aren't you just preparing to get yourself into trouble?"

Murakami also lit a cigarette and started smoking with Boss Du.

"Do you know what happened in northwest Shanxi?"

"To be honest, I'm not interested in anything outside of Shanghai. I don't care what happens in Northwest Shanxi."

“Although the world is big, it is also small?”

“In the Golden Northwest, all the land is divided equally?

All the previous big landlords were killed, and their property was distributed to the poor people.

Their cattle and sheep, the wealth they had accumulated through hard work for generations, and their land were all distributed to ordinary people who had nothing?"

"And ordinary people gave signals one after another, and they beat the landlords and bureaucrats to death at various meetings."

"Boss Du, you are worth tens of millions? I don't think you would want to see your wealth being divided up by these ordinary people in the future.

If Boss Du doesn't want this to happen, I think he should cooperate with us."

After hearing this, Boss Du frowned.

Boss Du was not unaware of what had happened in the base, but he had heard about it a long time ago.

He also knew that in the areas occupied by the Eighth Route Army, the landlords and wealthy people who usually exploited the common people basically did not have a good ending.

Those wealthy landlords got what they deserved.

Their land was divided up.

Their property was confiscated.

The things they had worked hard to accumulate for several lifetimes, or even more than ten lifetimes, were gone just like that.

"Boss Du, there aren't many people like you in Shanghai.

When these local guerrillas have truly established themselves, do you think they will protect your property well, or will they nationalize all your property or distribute it to the people?"

Boss Du remained silent, smoking his cigarette intently.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Boss Du was struggling deep down at this moment.

"Boss Du, I don't need to say any more.

You are silent now.

Can you remain silent forever?

These local thugs are insatiable.

Boss Huang is a smart man. As soon as the Eighth Route Army entered the city, Boss Huang spent all his wealth to support Wang Tianyou in building warships.

Wang Tianyou's power is growing like a lion's snowball.

When Wang Tianyou first arrived in Shanghai, what did he have? Just some tanks and armored vehicles.

Wang Tianyou now has a huge fleet."

"Wang Tianyou's factories in Shanghai not only built tanks and armored vehicles, but also aircraft.

His power is growing stronger

Who will be able to protect your interests at that time?

I think the gentleman is a smart man."

"I advise you to get out of here and stop trying to drag me down.

I know exactly what you little devils are thinking.

You just want to use me to kill Wang Tianyou?

I'm not that stupid.

I just want to live a good life now.

If Wang Tianyou wants to ask for my leave or confiscate my property in the future, the worst that can happen is that I will run away by myself and go somewhere else.

But if I am in trouble, I will send my men to assassinate Wang Tianyou. Whether the assassination succeeds or fails, I will not survive. "

"Wang Tianyou is now in the limelight in China. If my people kill Wang Tianyou, do you think I can still survive?"

Boss Du saw Murakami still there, motionless.

"I told you to go, did you hear me?"

"Boss Du, would you like to see the money you have worked so hard to accumulate for so long become someone else's possession one day?"

"You son of a bitch, I told you to leave, but since you won't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless. Where are the people? Take him away and shoot him. Chop off his head."

Boss Du slammed the table and yelled, "The little Japanese was also very scared. He never expected that he had worked so hard to persuade Boss Du to work with them, but in the end Boss Du was so unreasonable."

"Du, you are going to treat me like this. We used to be good friends."

"My dear friend, when did you ever consider me as a friend? You just regarded me as a chess piece that you can manipulate at any time.

Don't think I'm an idiot. I've been in this business for so many years, which means I'm not an idiot."

The man surnamed Du roared again, and at this moment, seven or eight thugs rushed in.

"Hold him down quickly, drag him out and chop off his head, saving you the trouble of firing a bullet."

The Japanese soldier Murakami was extremely shocked when he heard this.

"Mr. Du, do you think I will let you go if you kill those Tubalu? Don't forget that you were the one who killed them.

Don’t think people will forget the dirty things you did.”