The shouts from the crowd made everyone wake up, and they all looked down at the mountain, and their expressions became scared.

Twenty military trucks were parked at the foot of the mountain, and fully armed soldiers began to line up. It was not difficult to see that they were soldiers from the National Security Command.

Luo Zhongyi got out of the car, raised his gun and fired several shots at the sky, and said angrily: "You rebel! Kill them all if you don't evacuate!"

Two-thirds of the people who did not come rushed up the mountain. When they saw the soldiers coming, they looked flustered and quietly began to retreat.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "Run quickly, everyone rushed out together, so as not to be beaten to death by the soldiers."

This was refreshing. The people who were already afraid began to flee wildly. The people on the mountain couldn't wait to rush down the mountain, and it was inevitable that they would step on.

Half an hour later, the building was empty, and the originally lively and elegant place was left with only blue smoke.

Luo Jueyi glanced at the mountain and snorted secretly: "Retreat!" He received the order at 8 o'clock, but he dragged it until 10 o'clock before coming here. It is said that such a riot always requires explanation, but he raised it high and gently put down one person without arresting it. It goes without saying that the profound meaning is.

On the mountain, Chu’s father and mother finally breathed a sigh of relief, helped each other back into the house, and heard the phone ringing constantly.

Chu Wenhao, who was far away in Wuhan, held the phone with a blood-colored face. He saw the newspaper early in the morning and knew that something was going to happen.

I hurriedly called back to Chongqing, trying to remind my parents not to worry, but unfortunately, the telephone station locked the long-distance phone and couldn't call it out at all.

He was anxious, so he had no choice but to contact the Military Control Commission Xiang Yingxin with the radio station, hoping that she would take care of Fang Cunshan's family and be safe. He sent five telegrams but did not get a single word, and he was furious.

It was not until Yoshiko Kawashima came here to congratulate her, and she could call her. When she heard a familiar voice, she finally let go of her heart. She couldn't say too many simple instructions to make the two old people feel assured that they were not traitors.

He handed the phone to Jiang Tao, listened quietly to the reply, and was speechless for a long time. Fang Cunshan was destroyed and it was ruined. He didn't care. What made him feel heartbroken was that tens of thousands of people from the Military Control Commission were not there to shock.

Don't you know if he is a traitor boss?

Since I know why I don’t point it out, why don’t I care? I hate myself slapping him in the face, and I’m kind-hearted!

No one cares about the Kuomintang and the Communist Party.

good!

very good!

He was angry, but he didn't know how to post it or who to post it. The matter was so sour, and even if he blamed him, he suppressed his anger and told him: "Don't care what the outside world says, just take good care of my parents. If you seal the mountain, no one should go up the mountain. You go out to buy supplies and wait until I go back..." After urging him, he hung up the phone, squatting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette, and feeling extremely complicated.

I grew up a few years ago, and my mood was always changing. I knew that I could not just make a big move when doing things, and there would be no good results.

Thinking of Li Zhiqun's words, I actually have some recognition at this moment. It's not that I want to be a traitor, but that I just feel that no matter how capable a person is, his strength is limited, and you can't change everyone's thoughts.

If you are poor, you will be able to protect yourself; if you are prosperous, you will help the world. The ancients did not deceive me.

I put out the cigarette and adjusted my mind to go out. I didn't say much when I met the team members, as if nothing happened and I was taking the elevator downstairs.

The six people looked at each other, and Xiang Dingtian whispered: "Do you think the team leader will be crazy? After all, it is difficult for anyone to bear this matter. Why do you look very calm?"

Shi Baoguo nodded: "It is very likely that you didn't read what you said in the newspaper. You are just the devil's father, but you were scolded by the people. Alas, I had already used a gun to smash Yoshiko Kawashima with a gun." He shook his head: "I'm afraid that everyone in the country knows that the team leader is the number one traitor. Are we..."

"Shut up!" Shi Jingzhong glared at his younger brother and scolded: "You and I know everything. The real and falsehood directors know it. At this moment, they should work together, otherwise they will be different from those who don't know the truth."

Shi Baoguo muttered in a low voice: "I just said it but didn't..." Seeing everyone's expressions, he simply shut up and stopped talking.

As the deputy team leader, Gu Shutong spoke: "No matter what, it's always right to follow the orders. If there is any problem, the headquarters will issue instructions. Don't talk about it anymore. Go back to sleep, and maybe there will be tasks at night."

Everyone went back to their room to rest. They were busy until three in the morning last night and didn't sleep for a few hours.

Xiang Dingtian and Shi Baoguo were in the same room, and when they returned to the room, they were muttering. Xiang Dingtian lay on the soft big bed, crossing his legs and looked excited, holding a handful of Japanese yen bills in his hand, dipping some saliva and counting: "Ten...twenty...three hundred...six hundred, haha...I didn't expect that the old man Cheng Minzhong really had some money." Seeing Shi Baoguo taking out a stack of Japanese yen from his socks and checking where to count, his eyes were circling: "Can you find out about it? Let me count it for you."

Shi Baoguo hurriedly turned around and said, "I don't need you. I counted the money last time and I lost hundreds of dollars. I haven't found it yet, so I'd better count it yourself."

"Haha...you have to think clearly when serving the country. Last night at the Cheng family mansion, I heard a little bit of women screaming, at that time..."

Shi Baoguo shivered and hurriedly turned around and handed him the money, "I have a bad head, so you should help me check it."

"Hehe...you're sensible," Xiang Dingtian took the money and started counting points.

......

In the lobby on the first floor, Yoshiko Kawashima stirred up the coffee and often sarcastically said a few words of dazed Chu Wenhao.

Tang Meili sat upright beside her, worried but unable to show her expression, and forced herself to be careless.

"Haha..." Yoshiko Kawashima smiled proudly and said, "Chu Wenhao...ah...no, Master Chu, you are famous all over the world now. I would like to thank the Japanese Imperial Army for your support.

I heard that your Fangcun Mountain was razed to the ground within two hours, and no one from the National Party was there to shock the scene." Shaking his head and stirred up the coffee: "It's pitiful, pitiful, now your reputation is a stinking street. If you dare to fight against the Great Japanese Imperial Army in the future, you may be... alive without death!"

Chu Wenhao was very silent, stirring the coffee for a while, and didn't know what to do next.

Looking out the window, my voice was hoarse, "You go and take the soldiers away, you and I are enemies, not friends. No matter what you do in the future, I am considering whether to die with you or kill you."

"You~" Yoshiko Kawashima looked up, feeling that Chu Wenhao's condition was very unstable, and she was afraid that she would explode and forced herself too hard, and she might make unwise moves.

On the basis of not seeking the Japanese Imperial Army, the situation is the worst. It has a rank of lieutenant and has a heavy task, but it cannot give the family members in the rear. It is a terrible sight.

Yoshiko Kawashima opened her mouth to warn her, but she didn't say it. She gave Tang Meili a color, snorted coldly and left, and the military police team also signaled to leave.

Chu Wenhao's face was calm and he felt a little ashamed. Tang Meili grabbed his hand and comforted him worriedly: "Wenhao, are you okay? It's okay, you still have me."

He squeezed out a smile and wanted to say something, but heard a verb around him. Several young students, holding newspapers in their hands, stood not far away to verbally abuse: "Chu Wenhao! You traitor, you still have the face to sit here and drink coffee, harm the Chinese people and the compatriots, you are not worthy of being a Chinese, get out of China."

"Yes, get out of China!"

"Get out of China!"

There were more than 20 people in the lobby, except for five foreigners, all the other people in the country scolded them and asked them to get out of China.

Tang Meili's pretty face Han Shuang stood up and scolded: "Get out of here, I dare to talk nonsense again, and I will beat you to death!"

"Hmph, you are not a good woman either..."

Bang!

The gunshot scared everyone to shut up, but their eyes were full of hatred.

"Get out." Chu Wenhao was too lazy to explain, and he held a gun and signaled the insult to get out, just to scare and scare, and he couldn't get angry with the students.

The interior quickly became quiet.

Chu Wenhao threw the gun on the table and said in a weak voice: "Princess, I want to have some wine."

"Okay, okay, I'll drink with you, as much as you drink." I quickly arranged the drinks. After a while, a few dishes were served on the table, three bottles of whiskey, and Tang Meili poured good wine and drank them one cup after another.

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Wenhao, drink slowly, slower, it's okay."

"Come and eat some food and drink alcohol are not good for your health."

A loving mature woman knows how to take care of a man, but it is difficult to heal the pain in her heart.

He was a hero of the Party and the country, but he became a traitor and was insulted by others. You can imagine the depression in his heart.

He had many depressed things, blamed himself for being impulsive, blamed himself for being too worried, and blamed himself for being too immature in his work.

He blamed those who were very handsome and hated him to death.

He hated the Japanese for wantonly trampling on their dignity and destroying their reputation.

I even hate the National Party spies who ignore the deaf ears and die like wandering ghosts, and they are life and death.

For a moment, he wanted to let go of everything, take his family away from the whirlpool of troubled times, and go abroad to be free and easy.

The more you drink, the more you think, the more you become.

He said, "It's all my fault...I blame anyone. I scold me...I scold anyone."

I sang a song while drinking and cursed.

When I was drunk, I hugged Beauty Tang and cried loudly, not knowing where to return to my hometown.

Tang Meili's heart was as cut as a knife, comforting her man and allowing her to vent her depression.

......

Chongqing, Garden Mansion Office.

The boss spit out a sip of smoke from time to time and listened quietly to Yingxin. "Boy Chu is cruel enough and acts decisively. Last night, he took down all the deputy stationmaster of Wuhan, Cheng Minzhong, the head of the operation team, Zhang Qijun, and secretary Zhang Wen. Seven people were dealt with in one day, including Liu Yunfei, Liu Wei and Yang Lina, who were arrested by No. 76 and could not return to the headquarters for trial. The remaining four people have been arranged to be sent back to Chongqing, and the evidence is accompanied by."

"If you know something, you can make it happen by using your ability to improve it. You just don't need to do things with your brain, and it's hard to become a great man without ignoring your majesty."

The boss's expression was calm, he picked up the teacup and sucked it gently, "What do you say if you are surnamed Lei?"

"Hi..." Xiang Yingxin smiled and came to the back and kneaded, "The news was revealed to him, and he almost smashed the office. He cursed Chu Wenhao for being a child who didn't understand the world and did something wrong, so he must pay the price."

After hearing this, the boss chuckled and said, "It's rare."

"Gee... I'm so hilarious. If you want to say that Boy Chu is such a thorny head. He didn't say anything about his work, but this kind of human nature is too unaware of the world. He will ignore the face of the military commander and do not give anyone any face. He will be merciless in killing him, which is very consistent with his elegant name."

"Yeah, what's the situation?"

Xiang Yingxin turned his head and understood, and said softly: "It was because the wall fell and everyone pushed it. The foot of Fangcun Mountain was razed to the ground. The security headquarters did not arrest anyone, but it was obvious that he didn't give him a trace of his face. Boy Chu must be anxious and sent five telegrams in a row. I didn't reply a word, so I must be very angry."

The boss knocked his finger, "Good, the time is right."

"Chief Chu Wenhao is still the leader of the inspection team, and orders each station to cooperate with his actions, no matter how he refuses to kill him."

"Appoint Chu Wenhao to take this opportunity to formally surrender to the Japanese, lurk within, and provide all-round information for the party and the country. Reassure him that his family will take good care of him. As long as he does his job, he is just around the corner."

"You can solve the emotional aspects."

"yes!"
To be continued...