Xiaodao walked to the gambling table where Lin Yue was sitting with a cigarette in his mouth, pulled the croupier behind him, and lowered his hand to the dice cup. At this time, Lin Yue moved and grabbed his wrist.
"you wanna die!"
"Who is looking for death?" Lin Yue narrowed his eyes, twisted his wrist and broke it clockwise, very hard.
There was a crisp sound.
What followed was a muffled groan.
The faces of the gamblers at the table all changed. Some eyes flickered, some turned pale, and some had lips trembling slightly.
Where does this guy come from? Not to mention good luck in gambling, the key is to twist the knife's wrist as soon as he comes up. Regardless of whether he is strong or not, he will get into big trouble.
As the old saying goes, a dog is beaten to see its owner, and the knife is for Sister Rong to show off. Sister Rong enjoyed a good life in the British Concession. Half of it was cared for by people in the army, and the other half...was given by the boss of the Qing Gang.
To use the knife is to offend Sister Rong, and to offend Sister Rong is to offend the Qinggang. He is seeking death.
Gao Min was also frightened by his actions. He grabbed his hand and said urgently: "You are in big trouble, leave quickly."
"Let's go?" Lin Yue pressed his left hand on the table, turned over and landed on the gambling table. Ignoring the casino thugs who had gathered, he pulled the knife to him and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't think I won't I know what you have up your sleeves. Either be ruined and smash the casino sign, or take me to see Sister Rong. You choose one. Also, I advise you not to expect these thugs to save you from my hands. Even if one more If there are multiple times the number, I can kill them."
Daozi's hateful gaze suddenly became distracted because he was pinched seven inches.
There is a magnet in his sleeve, and the dice in the cup are tampered with. Most people can't tell it at all. Under normal circumstances, the dealers will not cheat, but today is different. If you lose this game, it will be a close game. Sister Rong could accept a loss of 300,000, but he couldn't. Besides, God knows whether this guy would stop after losing the money. Judging from the initial conversation between the two, the man named Lin was clearly seeking revenge on him.
"I'll count three." Lin Yue put his hand on the dice cup: "Three, two..."
Daozi said in a deep voice: "You win, I will take you to see Sister Rong." After saying this, he winked at the thugs next to him, and those people slowly backed away.
"Lead the way." Lin Yue pushed him forward and let go.
Anyone with a discerning eye would know that he had given in. If he went back on his promise and called on thugs to beat up Lin Yue, then it would not be him who was embarrassed, but Sister Rong who was embarrassed.
The corners of Knife's mouth twitched a few times, and he endured the pain and walked towards the stairs.
Lin Yue gave Gao Min a "don't worry, I'm measured" look and followed the knife up to the second floor.
The first floor is a gambling hall, and the second floor is a smoking den. A man in a long gown and a woman in a cheongsam are leaning on the bedside, holding a cigarette rod in their hands and puffing on it, puffing away like they are in heaven.
Lin Yue frowned slightly, opened the bead curtain with a cold face, walked into the living room outside Sister Rong's living room, and saw the white peacock standing on the pillar at a glance.
Sitting on the chair facing the window was a woman with her back to him.
"Did you break the knife hand?"
Lin Yue was not surprised that she knew what happened downstairs, and could hear the questions and threats in her words. However, she didn't care. She walked up to the white peacock, grabbed a small handful of grains and handed it over.
The bird was not afraid at all, and even rubbed the back of his hand very affectionately.
"The rules of the rivers and lakes are that if someone is caught cheating, his hand will be chopped off. I just broke his hand, which is already a lighter sentence, and... I am saving his life."
He lowered his voice for the second half of the sentence and Sister Rong didn't hear it clearly.
"What did you say?"
"nothing."
"Okay, don't tell me about the knife in advance. I want to know why you came to me."
Lin Yue turned back and looked at the serious woman's face: "I want to see the British consul. If Sister Rong comes forward, I don't think it will be a problem."
"Do you want to see the British consul?" Sister Rong put down her legs on her knees, sat upright, and looked at the person who claimed to be a friend of the 524th Regiment with confusion: "If you want to ask for help from the British, I advise you It’s better to give up on this idea.”
She said that she admired the young man in front of her very much. She didn't know why, and it was even more unreasonable. She just admired and liked him from the bottom of her heart, but no matter how much she liked him, she couldn't help pouring cold water on this matter. The British's ability to accommodate refugees is the result of the joint efforts of representatives from the Concession Chamber of Commerce and He Xiangning and others.
Lin Yue said: "If you don't try it, how will you know the result?"
"I can't help you with this." Sister Rong said, "You should know that the last thing the British consul wants to see now is for military representatives to go find him."
Of course, Lin Yue knew that the most annoying thing for the British consul now was to meet with National Government officials and people with military background, because they had only one purpose - to ask for help, and this would arouse the resentment of the Japanese and cause harm to them. British interests.
"If Sister Rong is not enough, add a Qinggang boss. I think... the weight should be enough. After all, the British don't want to cause trouble in the concession and give the Japanese army a reason to intervene."
"Your little calculation is really good. I can try to help you find out what the British are saying. After all, it's just a simple task, but..." She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony and looked at the opposite bank where the sound of cannons continued. Said: "Do you think they can survive tomorrow?"
"You will get the answer to this question tomorrow." After saying this, he stretched out his fingers to scratch the chin of the white peacock, turned around and walked towards the stairs.
"I'm curious, why is it so close to you?"
"Aren't you also very close to me?"
Lin Yue ignored Daozi's gaze, which he didn't know whether to hate or envy, and quickly disappeared at the top of the stairs.
The bead curtain swayed slightly, obscuring the slightly absent-minded woman's face in the room.
He walked down the stairs step by step, and everyone in the casino was silent, all staring at him.
"are you OK?"
Gao Min came up to him and took a closer look. Seeing that everything was normal, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "You scared me to death just now."
Lin Yue glanced at the Western clock hanging on the wall and found that it was already 2 o'clock in the morning. He walked over and picked up a wad of bills on the gaming table, throwing half of them to Gao Min and putting the other half in his pocket.
"I still have things to do, so I need to take the first step."
When Gao Min was holding a wad of money and didn't know what to say, the middle-aged man in a white mantle said anxiously, "How can you leave? The dice cup hasn't been opened yet."
Lin Yue didn't say anything. He took a bottle of whiskey and two packs of cigarettes from the bar near the door, opened the door and walked out.
The rain is still falling and the night is getting dark.
He took two steps forward when Gao Min almost pushed the door open with force and chased him outside.
"Are you going back?" She looked towards Bei'an.
"Roughly the same."
"Then you must be more careful."
"Don't worry." Lin Yue waved his hand behind her back and plunged into the night wet by the rain curtain without looking back.
Gao Min stood for a while in the thin line of rain before sighing heavily, holding up an umbrella and walking towards the concession.
In fact, for Lin Yue, it doesn't have to be so complicated to meet the British consul. He can just sneak into the consul's residence directly. However, doing so conflicts with his purpose. It would be better to take the path of Sister Rong and Du Yuesheng. Who makes China's national power inferior? As for Britain and the United States, if he travels back to the late Qing Dynasty and gives him thirty or forty years, he believes that he can change the international trend if he tries his best. However, the current task will be completed in less than ten days.
After leaving the casino, he found the patrol blind spot of the concession police, jumped over into the Suzhou River, but did not return to Sihang Warehouse, but went all the way west.
…
The next day, it was dawn.
The white horse kicked and walked through the ruins. Lin Yue looked at Badun, who was walking slowly with drooped ears, and said, "Okay Badun, can you help me this time? I will treat you well in the future."
The dog sneezed, moved its legs much longer than the white horse, raised one of its hind legs at the ruins of the ruins, and peed...
"you this……"
Rebellion!
Lin Yue was so angry that he really wanted to skin it and make it a dog meat hot pot meal. However, thinking about what he wanted it to do, he had no choice but to be patient and persuade him: "It's a good meal. If you are obedient, you will be better in the future." I will definitely treat you better than I treat Xiahou, how about it?"
The dog still pretended to be deaf and mute. After urinating, he trotted into a half-exploded house. He pawed at the rubble with his front paws and finally pulled out a wooden box with canned fruit buried in the soil. .
Lin Yue: "..."
For some reason, a magical advertising slogan flashed through his mind------You start with a dog, and you have to pick all the equipment. Corresponding to it is a gray sky, a dilapidated town, and a wasteland full of dangers.
He turned over and dismounted, walked over, pulled out the box, and wiped off the dirt on the outside of the can. Oh, it's a Merlin brand. The production date is hot on the lips.
"Eight meals..."
The dog turned its head and ignored him.
"Eight meals..."
It pretended not to listen.
"I'll take you to the pet hospital every day after I get back. There are many beautiful dog sisters there, so it's settled."
After saying this, the dog turned his head suddenly, stuck out his tongue, and his eyes flashed with anger.
Yes, it's really a rip off.
Woof~
Woof woof woof~
Lin Yue really wanted to slap this guy to death. Your sister said so many nice things, but they are not as effective as a bitch.
While he was complaining, he saw Badun raising his right paw.
A high-five?
"Why are there so many things? Who taught you?"
Lin Yue stretched out his fist with an unhappy expression and touched its paw.
Badun left with satisfaction, as if he had won a great victory.
Lin Yue looked at the Sihang Warehouse not far away. Instead of throwing the box of canned fruit into the carry-on space, he put it on the horse's back, got on his horse and continued moving forward.
…
Fifteen minutes later, Baima came to the front door. Because it was still early, the men of the 524th Regiment were still deploying indoor bunkers to lure the Japanese troops in and stage a beautiful ambush.
Of course, Lin Yue was not told about this.
Zhu Shengzhong was very dissatisfied with him for leaving at night and returning at dawn.
In fact, he was not the only one who was dissatisfied. Shandong soldier Qi Jiaming, platoon leader Yang Deyu, and company commander Lei Xiong were also dissatisfied. But when they saw the sniper rifle with a scope under the horse's belly, their faces changed.
We must know that the Type 38 modified sniper rifle was installed in very few Japanese troops and was only provided to outstanding snipers. How did Lin Yue obtain it?
"then."
He could guess what these people were thinking, but he didn't intend to explain. He threw the box in Qi Jiaming's hand and walked toward the stable with the horse in his belly.
The Shandong soldier almost sat down on the ground and was about to curse when a superior soldier next to him walked over and opened the lid of the wooden box. His eyes widened when he saw the contents inside.
"Canned, canned, canned fruit."
The 88th Division is a direct lineage of the Central Army's German Arms Division, and its treatment is second to none in the national army. However, even so, canned fruit is not something you can eat casually.
The soldiers who had piled bunkers swarmed over and swept away all the canned fruits in the wooden boxes.
"Leave one jar for me, leave one jar for me."
Qi Jiaming was extremely unhappy. He was the one who picked up the stuff, and he was also the one who was almost thrown down. In the end, these bastards didn't leave any for him.
Zhu Shengzhong didn't either. It wasn't that he couldn't grab those people, but he was embarrassed to grab them because he was beaten just yesterday. In the evening, he was bragging to the people in the company, saying that the man had amazing brute force. When it came to leading troops in battle, what was his sense of marksmanship? Yes, definitely not.
Not long ago, I was gossiping about others behind my back, and now I am of course embarrassed to eat the food they brought back.
Lin Yue didn't want those people to be grateful to him, nor did he care whether they said thank you or not. After settling the white horse, he took Badun out of the stable.
Yang Deyu scooped a piece of yellow peach into his mouth with a spoon, and watched Badun walking up the ramp with brisk steps, his furry tail wagging, wagging, it was really stupid and cute.
"That dog... we don't have one in our country."
Qi Jiaming glanced at the tin can: "Do you think he is a Japanese spy?"
Yang Deyu said: "If that person was a Japanese spy, what he brought back would not be canned fruit, but a large Japanese army."
Qi Jiaming took a puff of cigarette and said, "What if it's poisonous inside."
Yang Deyu walked away because he felt like his IQ was being raped. The can was sealed and he had just opened it with a can opener. If he could poison it, that would be really new.
"Shangguan." Lei Xiong walked up to Shangguan Zhibiao and rushed to Lin Yue, who was carrying a big box up to the third floor, found a pile of sacks and sat down to feed the dogs, and pointed to the warehouse of deserters. The meaning was obvious, I want to ask whether we should drive people in. After all, the main force of this battle is the 524th Regiment. What if low-quality deserters disturb the Japanese and destroy the booby trap plan that Xie Regiment spent half a night thinking about? That's big.
Shangguan Zhibiao shook his head: "This kid is a thorn. Tuan Fu said that as long as he doesn't hinder our actions, try to leave him alone."
"Tuanfu indulges him too much."
"Let me ask you something, if you stayed out for one night, would you be able to come back to Sihang Warehouse safe and sound the next day?"
In the past, not to mention one night, ten nights was not a problem, but now...
Lei Xiong said: "Who knows which corner he hid in and stayed all night."
"Do you believe this?" Shangguan Zhibiao took a look at the sky and told Jiang Jing to take a few people to ambush outside. The others should hide behind the bunker and try not to make any noise.
Yang Deyu finished the fruit pulp in the tin can and was about to arrange for his soldiers to launch a crossfire on the hall on the first floor. He accidentally saw Lin Yue's movements and was startled.
PS: Today, my wife has been checking her phone for a whole day, and I have been looking at my children for a whole day. Alas, today it’s two in one, and that’s it for this chapter.
