"We want to live!"
This became a slogan chanted by everyone during the "rice price crisis" in August 1940!
To live!
It's that simple.
Under deliberate guidance, everyone rushed to one place:
Fukutsu rice line!
This is a big rice shop.
This is a rice shop run by Japanese.
Then, along the way, under the encouragement of various slogans such as "Fujin rice is evil, the Japanese will be killed", everyone naturally formed a strange idea in their hearts:
The skyrocketing price of rice is entirely the fault of Fujin Rice Company!
This is a subtle inducement behavior.
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, more than 500 protesters had gathered at the entrance of Fujin Rice Store.
The journey of rice is like facing a powerful enemy.
Of course, this rice store is not as easy to break into as Dayu Rice Store.
Many of the guys took out wooden sticks and benches, as if facing a powerful enemy.
Most of them are Japanese.
The protesting citizens did not dare to be violent. They just chanted slogans like "Suppress rice prices, we want to live" over and over again!
At 3:30, I heard the news that the number of protesters who came for reinforcements had exceeded 1,200, and the number of people was increasing obviously.
The boss of Fukutsu Rice Shop is Japanese Shitoku Fukutsu.
He is also a secret agent.
Fukutsu Yoshiyuki was not only a contact point, but also a weapons cache.
Relying on its Japanese identity, this rice store has always been very safe.
There are a full twenty-two people in the store, with powerful firepower and a nearby special contact point that can arrive at any time for reinforcements. Therefore, Fukutsu Rice Bank has always been very safe.
This sudden protest caught Fukutsu Chitoku off guard.
"Notify the patrol room."
Fukutsu Shitoku quickly calmed down from the panic: "Distribute weapons to prepare for emergencies, but no one is allowed to shoot without my order!"
He knew that the current situation was still under control, but once a shot was fired, things would get out of hand.
He stood by the window and looked outside.
The number of protests continues to grow.
Fortunately, the situation did not worsen.
In a short time, the people from the patrol room arrived under the leadership of Detective Robert.
This is the British detective who has been in the Jing'an Temple prison for more than half a year.
He led the patrols to separate the crowd and entered the rice row.
"Mr. Detective, please disperse these Chinese people immediately." Fukutsu Chitoku said loudly: "This may turn into a violent incident!"
"At least not yet." Detective Robert said expressionlessly: "They are just protesting outside to express their dissatisfaction."
"This is your responsibility, Mr. Detective." Fukutsu Chitoku was the first to express his dissatisfaction.
"What do you want me to do, Mr. Fukutsu?" Detective Robert looked like he didn't care at all: "You want me to arrest them without any violence? This will only cause greater protests or even It's a riot. My duty is to protect the safety of the public concession. Please rest assured that once they show violence, I will not sit idly by and watch. I will be watching from outside."
When he walked out of the store, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said:
"The price of rice has risen so much that even the police officers in the patrol room are almost unable to afford food."
…
The protest launched on August 10 lasted until dark, and the crowd gradually dispersed.
There was no violent conflict.
This also made Fukujin Chitoku breathe a long sigh of relief.
The Chinese people's protest is nothing more than that.
They just came to vent and that was the end of it.
after?
Doing business normally.
It's just that the weapons hidden here have to be more strictly secured.
…
"Is it over for today?"
"it's over."
"The storm will come eventually." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Where is Chang Chizhou?"
"Here we are, waiting outside."
"Let him in."
After a while, Chang Chizhou walked into the office: "Little Master."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at him: "Are you ready for what you have to do tomorrow?"
"Ready." Chang Chizhou immediately said: "I will use five hundred disciples in the morning, and there will be another five hundred disciples on standby at any time."
"We must incite as many people as possible." Meng Shaoyuan solemnly ordered: "Relying solely on the strength of the Qing Gang is not enough. Only by inciting the entire Shanghai can we completely build momentum."
"yes."
Since Huang Jinrong retired, Du Yuesheng avoided trouble in Hong Kong, Ji Yunqing and Zhang Xiaolin were killed one after another, "Little Grandpa" Meng Shaoyuan has become the top boss of the Shanghai Youth Gang!
The real and veritable "King of Shanghai"!
Since the last time in the ring, the old man Zhang Renkui has not been as good as before, and he no longer cares about the affairs of the world.
Sometimes, people from the Jianghu community come to the old man to plead for settlement of disputes, and the old man only has one sentence:
"Go find Meng Shaoyuan."
Meng Shaoyuan is the new tycoon after the three tycoons in Shanghai, and he is also the only tycoon!
And Meng Shaoyuan's spokesperson in the world is the old man's disciple Chang Chizhou!
"Chang Chizhou, you know my identity." Meng Shaoyuan said unhurriedly: "I have to manage the affairs of such a large group of military commanders, and I have no other skills. The affairs of the Qinggang will be officially handed over to you from now on."
Chang Chizhou was shocked: "How is this possible? I know that the young master is busy with official duties, and Chang Chizhou has no complaints at all, but I want to officially manage the Qinggang for you, in accordance with the gang rules..."
"There are no rules." Meng Shaoyuan interrupted him: "In extraordinary times, use extraordinary means. Rules are set by people. Now besides the old man, I am the biggest in the Shanghai Youth Gang! What I am talking about is the Family Rules of the Youth Gang!"
What I’m talking about is the Qing Gang’s family rules!
Chang Chizhou perked up and said, "Since the young master trusts Chang Chizhou so much, Chang Chizhou is dead set. Only the young master follows his lead!"
"It's good if you can tell me this." Meng Shaoyuan thought for a moment and said: "The Qing Gang has a mixed bag of good and bad. Some are good guys and fight with us. Some of them have become traitors and been recruited by No. 76. These people have revolutionized their Let’s change the font size.”
Chang Chizhou was shocked again.
This is definitely not a small matter.
Once their names are changed, they will have no seniority in the Qinggang. In other words, they are no longer members of the Qinggang.
There are many different sects in Shanghai, but they are all under the Qinggang brand.
He hesitated and asked, "What if those people want to rebel?"
"Rebellion? It's easy." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "They have axes, you have swords. They have pistols, I will give you machine guns! Today's Shanghai is no longer a reasonable Shanghai. Who has a strong fist in today's Shanghai? Whoever has the final say has the final say!”
"Yes, little master!"
Chang Chizhou said loudly: "I will do whatever the young master says!"
"Okay, let's go and finish tomorrow's things for me first!"
(Well, it will break out tomorrow, five chapters!)
