"Outside, outside, the Chinese lunatic has arrived in Shanghai and checked into the Century Hotel!..."
The newsboy waved the newspaper in his hand and shouted loudly.
Pedestrians on the street were startled at first, but soon everyone smiled.
Because who doesn’t know who that Chinese lunatic is? This is Shanghai, and the Dragon Boat Festival is fought in the Sihang Warehouse. Anyone from Shanghai will know that the Chinese lunatic mentioned by the Japanese is the Dragon Boat Festival.
What's more, the Dragon Boat Festival has not yet arrived, and the major media are already building momentum in Shanghai.
There was no shortage of impetus from the little Japs, whose intention was to force Duanwu to come to Shanghai so that they could have a chance to kill him.
And if the Dragon Boat Festival does not come, the Japanese will insult the Chinese with terms such as the sick man of East Asia. So why wouldn't a kid like this kind of good thing kill two birds with one stone?
Unexpectedly, the little devil's campaign made a wedding dress for the Dragon Boat Festival.
The Dragon Boat Festival only requires a small amount of investment, and it will have unexpected results.
So, as soon as the newsboy started selling, he was surrounded by people who wanted to buy newspapers and wanted to see what the newspapers said.
"Give me one!"
"I want two!"
"The paper boy gives me all your newspapers and I'll cover them all."
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In an instant, the newspapers in the hands of the newsboys were robbed, and some people even started to hoard them.
Because the maximum printing capacity of the printing plant is there every day, 10,000 or 20,000 newspapers, it is impossible to meet the needs of all Shanghainese people. What's more, this time, it was breaking news, and many people were willing to pay double, triple, or even five times the price to buy newspapers.
Of course, there were also three or five people who pooled their money to buy newspapers, so that they could still know what was going on, and the money they paid was not much more than usual.
So in just a moment, all the talk in the streets was about the Dragon Boat Festival.
Someone was very surprised and said: "I thought our hero wouldn't come, because it looks like a trap!"
Another person said: "You don't understand this, do you? Our hero is like a god's help, and others just don't pay attention to the mere Japanese pirates."
"But this is the hinterland of the Japs after all! There are too many little Japs!"
"That's right, this little devil must not be holding anything back. What kind of competition? I think this is a trap dug for our great hero."
"Yes, what should we do? We see that the little devil's plot is about to succeed."
"I see this time, hanging!"
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"You actually said such depressing words?"
Just when a few people were discussing and worrying about the Dragon Boat Festival trip, a burly man walked over without knowing it.
But I saw this person, nearly two meters tall, weighing more than 250 kilograms, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. He was wearing a sheepskin jacket in the winter, with two arms like poles exposed.
A blue dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, a palm-wide patch of heart-protecting hair on the chest, and a bald head that shines brightly in the sun.
This guy, at first glance, looks like a gangster.
Someone knew this person and quickly stepped aside to make way, because this person was no ordinary person, the eighth master of the Shanghai Youth Gang.
This eighth master has a nickname, he is called the Demon King.
But there is one good thing about this man. Although he is a bastard, he does not beat the elderly and children, and he does not molest women from good families.
Therefore, this eighth master has a good reputation. As long as you don't mess with him, he won't recruit you.
But then again, after the Japs entered Shanghai, the Qing Gang ceased to exist in name only.
Some people defected to the Japanese, while others were unwilling to join in the conspiracy, so they hid.
So at this time, the Qing Gang was considered to be falling apart.
As for the eighth master, he and his brothers did not join the Japanese, nor did they run away like the others, but were still hanging around in Shanghai.
The Japanese wanted to conquer him, but the traitor who surrendered to the Japanese said: "This is a bastard, not useful. If he is not good, it will be counterproductive."
The Japanese said: "Suppress them directly."
The big traitor who took refuge in the past said: "It is easy to suppress him, but there are many people following him. More than half of the people in the Qinggang buy his favor. Half of the people have a good relationship with him, and there are still some A few people are in debt to the Demon King. Once he dies, the whole of Shanghai will be in turmoil."
When the little devil heard this, he thought it was the same. It would be better to do less than to do more. He should hide away when he sees this person. Because the big traitor who took refuge in the past also said that this demon king not only lived in peace, but also learned martial arts. Practice the iron cloth shirt and iron sand palm horizontally.
The big traitor who took refuge in the past complained: I don’t know who the bastard taught him, and with his body type, he can kill someone with one slap.
Therefore, all the Japanese soldiers, including the gendarmerie, had to take a detour when they saw this eighth master. Because it can't be killed, it will be very troublesome to kill. Don't kill him, he can kill you with one slap, so there is nothing the devil can do.
So even the devils are afraid, let alone the common people, and they have to hide away when they see this man.
But Mr. Ba ignored the crowd and kept saying nothing. He walked through the crowd and swaggered in the middle of the road.
Followed by more than thirty people, some were carrying birds, some were carrying clothes, and some were carrying a bag of thin-skinned walnuts for this man.
Master Ba is willing to eat this, one bite at a time, and his men will carry a bag of it anytime and anywhere.
But the most noteworthy person around Mr. Ba is a thin old man.
This little old man had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a goatee. When he was young, he was over 1.75 meters tall, but as he aged, he was stooped and only 1.65 meters tall.
He had small eyes, squinted, smiled and made a sinister sound, walking beside Master Ba with his hands behind his back. When the Eighth Master spoke to him, he would lean down slightly and address him as Mr. Yang.
"Mr. Yang, I admire him very much during this Dragon Boat Festival. The battle at Sihang Warehouse made my blood boil with excitement. If you hadn't stopped me at that time, I would have led my men across the river and killed those little devils. The heads were screwed off one by one."
Ba Ye became more and more angry as he talked, because after the Japanese entered Shanghai, the good Qing Gang also fell apart. Some weaklings defected to the Japanese, and the other two bosses of the Qing Gang also left Shanghai.
The Green Gang was leaderless and became a mess again.
So this eighth master really hated the Japanese with hatred.
"Hehehe!"
At this moment, Mr. Yang faked a smile for a while, and then said: "You silly boy, fighting is a matter for soldiers. What are you adding to it? With your little skills as a three-legged cat, how can you block the gun?"
The kid's gun is accurate. Although you are brave, can you withstand the kid's bullets?
Besides, at that time, I saw that those young people in Sihang Warehouse were going to die. How could I let you go? ..."
