So much so that the Chinese people dare not stay near the neighborhoods where these Koreans live, and they hide far away, for fear of encountering disasters.

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"I helped a fake foreigner some time ago. He came back from Japan and gave me a few bottles of wine." Lao Huang explained.

Cheng Qianfan nodded. He had an impression of this incident. Lao Huang reported to him that this fake foreigner was a Chinese translator of a Japanese company. He had no evil deeds. Cheng Qianfan approved Lao Huang to approach this person and become friends.

In addition, he pointed out seriously at the time that it was strictly forbidden for Lao Huang to spread red ideas to this person, and that the other party must not doubt his identity.

Lao Huang had no other words about this. He was able to preserve such bloody white horror and so many cruel searches, and he was cautious.

"I just left DiSweet Road and got on a rickshaw when I saw a car driving into DiSweet Road. The window fell down and I saw a face." Old Huang's expression was quiet, with a look of memories in his calmness, with pain in his memories, and hatred in his pain, "I will never forget that face, it is Chen Xiangjun."

"Why did Chen Xiangjun appear on DiSway Road? I will find a way to find out about this matter." Cheng Qianfan thought for a moment, and made a decision and issued an order as the leader of the French Concession Special Party Group. "Old Huang, don't act rashly for the time being, this is an organizational order."

"I obey the organization's orders." Old Huang said in a deep voice.

"However, there is something you need to do." Cheng Qianfan said.

"What's up?"

"Song Fuguo came to Shanghai from Hong Kong and will arrive in Shanghai soon to meet me." Cheng Qianfan said.

"Chongqing suspected that Gao Qingwu and Mei Shenping had sneaked into Shanghai, and they might have negotiated secretly on behalf of Vice President Wang and the Japanese."

"Once the Kuomintang and the Japanese make peace, they will join forces to fight us first." Lao Huang said immediately. This is the most direct idea of ​​an old red warrior, including his wife, whose family members died under the butcher knife of the Kuomintang reactionaries. He has always been highly vigilant and distrustful to Chang Kaishen and the Guofu.

"You are right, this is the worst situation." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "However, judging from Chongqing's order, it should be just the vice president Wang Baihai who participated in it, and the President Chang opposed it."

"Only by uniting the war of resistance and uniting all forces that can be united, everyone is united and fight a war of resistance against Japan for the whole nation, the Chinese nation can be preserved and we can finally defeat the Japanese invaders!" Cheng Qianfan said with a firm look and a serious expression.

Now, to find out whereabouts of Gao Qingwu and Mei Shenping and to find out what they were planning with the Japanese, this is the top priority at the moment. Other matters, even those deep blood hatreds, can be temporarily released.

"What do I need to do?" Lao Huang asked.

"Secretly monitor me." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.

...

"Boss." Fan Qi knocked in, pulled the door with his backhand and latched the door.

"What do you mean?" Song Fuguo put down the book in his hand, lowered his pillow, and turned his head to ask.

"I'm a few Shandong merchants, and it's easy to talk to. I told them, and they all felt embarrassed and said they would pay attention in the future." Fan Qi said.

The guests in the next cabin were noisy all day long, which affected Song Fuguo's sleep. Song Fuguo himself suffered from insomnia and needed sleeping pills to fall asleep. However, the journey was outside and it was unpredictable, so he naturally did not dare to take medicine. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he asked Fan Qi to communicate with his neighbor next door.

"It turns out that I am a friend from Shandong." Song Fuguo nodded. Shandong people are generous in nature, with the word "righteousness" first, and they are particular about doing things.

At this moment, the door was knocked.

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"The Dragon Court" Yu'er Xiaoxiao.

On this day, someone practiced his fists and feet, raised his swords and guns, understood the martial arts of hundreds of schools, spread the world, and made a strong country and a strong seed.

Awaken the people with blood and resist foreign aggression with swords and guns.
Chapter completed!