Langdale thought his words would work.
However, the cruel reality is that the national troops on guard around them are not moving at all.
Realizing that something was wrong, Langdale shouted loudly in blunt Chinese: "I want you to remove the horizontal cannon in the east tower immediately, or you will kill him! Go, go!"
However, the surrounding national troops still showed no reaction.
Now Langdale really doesn’t know how to do it. How could this happen?
Faced with the threat of death, shouldn't Yan Yan hastily order the withdrawal of the flat-firing artillery?
There is absolutely no way in this world that anyone is willing to sacrifice his life for the so-called country. There is no one in Mi country, and there is no such thing as China, no!
At this time, Yan Yan finally stood up.
Standing up with Langdale's Colt revolver on his shoulder.
Yan Yan didn't believe it at all, Langdale had the guts to shoot.
Angsa bastards are used to bullying others, and it is not their character to perish together.
"You wild bastards will never understand, what is a nation? What is a country?"
"Sit down, sit down!" Langdale was anxious and roared at the top of his lungs with his eyes wide open, but he didn't dare to actually shoot because this was just extreme pressure and he just wanted to force Yan Jun to surrender.
"You will never understand what culture is, you will only steal culture."
"You don't even know what civilization is. You will always fake civilization."
"You Ansa barbarians who have not yet shed all your body hair will never understand the feelings of family and country. You will never understand why so many Chinese people are willing to sacrifice themselves for the country and the nation!"
"Sit down, sit down quickly, or I will really shoot!" Langdale was furious and helpless.
But he could only be helpless and furious, because he didn't dare to shoot at all, and he didn't want to die here.
Langdale never thought about dying with Yan Yan at all. He still had a great life to enjoy, and he didn't want to die here at all, because it was meaningless to him.
"Landale, stop it, stop it!"
"You'll kill everyone if you do this!"
"Put the gun down, put the gun down!"
Sophia finally arrived, not too late.
"Sophia, ask him to remove the flat-firing cannon in the east building!"
"Otherwise I would really shoot, I would really shoot!"
Landale has become confused and regards Sophia as a life-saving straw.
"Shoot? You should shoot." Yan Jun sneered, stretched out his right hand and spread his fingers, and saw six 0.45-inch pistol bullets lying quietly in the palm of his hand.
"Oh?" Langdale was stunned.
How did the bullet get into the hands of this Chinese?
So the Colt in his hand was out of ammunition?
At the moment Langdale was stunned, his right hand suddenly felt a sharp pain.
When he came to his senses again, he found that the Colt revolver was in Jun's hands.
Langdale instantly realized the danger, turned around and wanted to run, but as soon as he took half a step, a huge force came from his right arm, and then his whole body flew up.
Landale himself couldn't see it, but Sophia and the others did.
Yan Jun grabbed Langdale with a grapple, then picked him up and threw him on the table.
Langdale struggled hard, but couldn't escape at all. The Chinese man was so powerful that it was like a huge stone pressing on him, making him unable to move.
"Guess, are there any bullets in the gun nest? Om?"
Yan Yan controlled Langdale with one hand, and put the Colt pistol against Langdale's head with the other hand.
"Shit, you will pay for your reckless behavior, I promise." Although the Langdale man could not move, his mouth still refused to give in, and he was still shouting.
Of course, the main reason was that he knew there were no bullets in the gun nest.
The next second, Yan Jun pulled the trigger directly on Langdale's head, and the gunfire rang out immediately. Langdale's screams and Sophia's screams also sounded at the same time.
Langdale was even frightened to the point of peeing.
I'm just pretending, why are you serious?
After six consecutive gunshots, the hall returned to silence.
Sophia shouted in shock: "Yan, you are in trouble. His father, Old Landale, is a senator from Texas. If you kill his son, he will not let you go."
"Haha." Yan Yan sneered in return.
At this time, Langdale's body suddenly moved twice.
Daqing Yanjun didn't actually shoot at Langdale, but just smashed the cowboy hat on his head into a sieve. The gun grazed his skin and passed by without any damage.
Yan Yan stretched out his hand again and pulled Langdale up.
"Not dead? That's okay." Sophia couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then a look of contempt appeared on her face.
The dozen or so veterans of the national army who were on alert also laughed out loud, because they saw an obvious water stain on Langdale's crotch. Good guy, they were so scared that they peed.
Langdale's horse face was now turned into a monkey's butt.
This guy is just a second-generation ancestor who took advantage of his family status to do mischief. He looks like a Western cowboy. In fact, the most glorious moment in his life was just playing Russian roulette with others in a Texas bar. He also secretly exchanged blank ammunition for participation. The Marine Corps has never fought in a war since, and he has never experienced a scene like today.
"It was just a warning." Yan Yan opened Colt's gun nest and loaded six bullets into it.
Good guy, I was just cheating. The serious six-pellet bullet was found in the warehouse.
After all, the Colt M1917 revolver and the Browning M1911 pistol use the same bullets.
Pointing the gun at Langdale again, he said sternly: "Go back and tell Bao Daizhen that if there is no sincerity in negotiating, there is no need to send people here. For the sake of national sovereignty and national independence, we are willing to pay any price." , it’s just a concession or just half of Shanghai, it’s nothing at all.”
…
Langdale left Sihang Warehouse in despair.
The British troops on the North XZ Road and the Mi troops on the Suzhou River also quietly withdrew to the barracks. Everything returned to the past, as if nothing had happened. No one knew that the entire public concession was almost destroyed, and no one knew that the whole public concession was almost destroyed. People know that the more than one million residents of the concession have just passed through the gate of hell.
"Warning? Who does he think he is? Who does he think he is!"
After listening to Langdale's report, Bao Dezhen was instantly angry.
This is really too arrogant. How dare a platoon be so arrogant?
Sophia quickly tried to persuade her: "Uncle, please calm down. Anger will only blind your reason and will not help resolve the dispute. The most important thing is to resolve the dispute as soon as possible."
"Your Excellency, General Manager, I suggest you drain the gas plant immediately." Langdale gritted his teeth and said, "Doing so will indeed have a great impact on the heating, fire making and public lighting of the public concession, and may even cause the public The concession was in chaos, but in order to punish the Chinese, I think it was totally worth it."
"God, do you know how much loss that means?" Sophia said.
"The other directors of the Public Board will not agree, and Mr. Sassoon is even less likely to agree. After all, the gas plant in the public concession is the property of the Sassoon family, and the losses also belong to the Sassoon family."
"This is not a problem. As long as the Public Security Bureau can provide compensation, Mr. Sassoon has no reason to object." Langdale said angrily, "The Public Security Bureau does not need to pay this money. The disaster was caused by the Chinese and should be taken care of by the National Government." Bearing the losses, the Public Security Bureau can’t do anything to the gang of desperadoes in Sihang Warehouse, so why can’t it do nothing to Chang Kaishen?”
"Oh..." Bao Daizhen's expression moved slightly.
This sounds strange, but it makes sense.
As we all know, Chang Kaishen's figure has always been soft.
At this time, Sophia sighed again and said: "Uncle, we actually had a chance to drain the gas two days ago, but we no longer have this chance."
"What do you mean?" Bao Dezhen and Langdale asked at the same time.
Sophia said: "This guy Jun is really determined to die together. If he finds out that the boiler plant is venting gas, do you think he will turn a blind eye?"
Bao Daizhen said angrily: "Is it possible that he dared to fire directly?"
"Yes, he really dares." Sophia nodded solemnly.
Langdale subconsciously wanted to retort, but swallowed it back when the words reached his lips.
Recalling the experience at Sihang Warehouse, Langdale felt that Yan Yan might be really brave.
Sophia added: "Uncle, it's better to send a director to have a good talk with Yan Yan."
"Damn it." Bao Daizhen said bitterly, "Now it has turned into a dispute between the public concession and the national army, but those hateful Japanese dwarves stayed out of it?"
