"This is not easy! I'm afraid it's not as difficult as transporting things out!"
The fat man blurted out when he heard this, and he almost jumped up in the passenger seat.
"It's okay, the young master must have a solution!"
Lao Li, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, turned into a flatterer at this moment and said firmly to his two colleagues.
"real?"
The fat man's old habit of arrogance recurred a little now, and he asked with some suspicion.
"You damn fat man, you should have been allowed to stay there while the Sixth Division and the Autonomous Committee were putting things away..."
Chief Ma rolled his eyes and spat at the fat man.
When the fat man heard this, his expression changed, and he quickly smiled and said: "How come your old man's wisdom is beyond the reach of ordinary people like us? There will definitely be problems for us to do it. Why don't you go there and hold it in your hands..."
"Actually, your suspicion is not unreasonable. Now that the Japanese have taken over the Shanghai market, they also have people from the Concession Industry Bureau, as well as the patrol room... This matter is really difficult to handle."
"Okay, Charlie, let's find a place to change our clothes and go meet our foreign friends first..."
Ma Xiaoguang regained his serious expression and said solemnly.
"Why don't you go back to Albert Road first? Is the head of the family still waiting?"
Charlie Cao (Cao Mu), who was driving, asked hesitantly.
Ma Xiaoguang let out a long sigh and said to Charlie Cao: "Time is urgent. Fatty's worries are reasonable. We have to hurry up. After we separate later, you can bring a message to MISS Liu. She will understand."
As soon as these words were said, the brothers all understood, and they all nodded in favor of Commander Ma's opinion.
An hour later, the car entered the public concession and arrived at a clothing store.
After changing their clothes, Lao Li and Charlie Cao went to Albert Road to report, while Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty went to the French Concession.
Shan Zhong Road, Sai Hua Apartment.
In the entrance hall of the apartment, the two met the other two long-lost "three cheap guests" - Love and Andre.
On the top floor of the eighth floor, Bu Wei was standing proudly in front of the door in the corridor, looking like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Seeing that the visitors were Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty, Bu Weicai's expression softened and he knocked on the door.
"E
t
ezs'ilvousplait. (Please come in)"
What came out of it was elegant French, which was Sophie's familiar voice.
Entering the living room, Sophie stood up in the host's seat, and there was a white man in the guest seat next to her.
"Mr. Fei, thank you for your hard work!"
Ma Xiaoguang stepped forward, held Fei Wusheng's hands tightly, and spoke sincerely.
When Sophie saw this, her eyes moved, and there seemed to be countless words in her beautiful eyes...
Fei Wusheng shook his head and said: "Young man, you are welcome. I was born in China, and now I have just completed the task given to me by Pastor Ma Ji. I didn't expect the neon people in Jinling City to be so cruel..."
Everyone present understood Mr. Fei's sentiments and fell silent upon hearing his words.
Ma Xiaoguang said to Fei Wusheng: "Mr. Fei, your mission is completed. Our next step is to find a way to tell the world about the atrocities of the Neon People so that they can't make excuses."
Fei Wusheng nodded, picked up a woolen coat on the hanger next to him, and solemnly handed the coat to Ma Xiaoguang - inside was a real copy of the movie.
Sophie found a box from the inner room and helped Ma Xiaoguang put his coat in it.
"Thank you, Sophie..."
Ma Xiaoguang looked at Sophie who was busy with other things and said with some emotion.
Sophie looked at Ma Xiaoguang as if she didn't recognize him.
Fatty and Fei Wusheng exchanged glances, with "I understand" expressions in each other's eyes.
In extraordinary times, there are still many things that need to be done.
There was no more time for Commander Ma and the romantic elementary school beauty to chat with each other. The two simply chatted for a few words and then went their separate ways.
Fei Wusheng went to the beautiful country's consulate under the escort of three cheap guests, and should be safe.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty rushed to United Film Company with the real movie copy.
The safety of these precious copies must be ensured, and for safety reasons, copies must be made. Due to various reasons in later generations, the copies of the films released to the world are incomplete versions.
Ma Xiaoguang is determined that since he has come to this era, he will not let this happen again.
Now that the commander of the Ninth Division, Yoshizumi Ryosuke, has returned to the West, this has changed a period of history to some extent. It seems that as long as everyone works together, more things will happen to change the situation!
When he arrived at the film company, Xiao Lu had been waiting for a long time.
"Master, please don't worry. I will keep an eye on the copy of the film throughout the whole process. If there is any problem, please report it to me!"
Xiao Lu took the box solemnly and said to Ma Xiaoguang.
"Is the person who develops the printing reliable?"
"Don't worry, no problem, we are one of our own."
"Do everything carefully. After the film is finished, let this brother leave immediately and go to Jiangcheng or Lincheng... the further away the better."
Xiao Lu wrote down the order, picked up the box and turned around to leave.
Ma Xiaoguang stood there, holding the Hard Gate in his mouth, but did not light it, frowning, looking thoughtful.
"Master, are you worried about the safety of those copies?"
Seeing this, the fat man took a step forward and asked softly.
Ma Xiaoguang said with concern: "I'm not worried about copying. I'm worried about the concession authorities. Even movies with a slight anti-Japanese tendency will be banned. Not to mention this movie..."
"This is a problem. Even if you, an old man, are very capable and can handle the Ministry of Industry and Public Affairs Bureau of the two concessions, it will not have much publicity effect and it will be easy to be exposed..."
The fat man put away his usual lazy behavior and nodded solemnly in agreement.
"We have to think of a good way. Things must be kept strictly confidential until the film is released!"
Ma Xiaoguang lit the cigarette, took a deep breath and said.
Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty stayed at the film company all night to ensure that the copy was developed and safe, and then put the original copy in a metal box again.
In the early morning, all copies and master copies were developed and printed.
"It's enough to have these copies. The original version should be kept by Mr. Fei and the others first. Now that there are wars everywhere, the beautiful country will be safer."
Ma Xiaoguang said with red eyes to the fat man who looked like a panda with two dark circles under his eyes.
The two exhausted agents gathered their strength and rushed to the beautiful Chinese consulate on Xiafei Road.
They returned the original copy to Fei Wusheng.
Walking on Xiafei Road, looking at the increasingly noisy streets, Ma Xiaoguang finally felt the legendary sense of relief.
"Excuse me, the Lieutenant General of the Ninth Division of the Neon Army was assassinated!"
"The flower of the army fell in the ancient city of Jinling!"
"A huge explosion, Lieutenant General of the Neon Army was assassinated, and no bones were left!"
"..."
The excited cries of the newsboys made Ma Xiaoguang and Fatty, who were already a little tired, suddenly feel refreshed, as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
