As soon as the gunshot stopped, a British detective led a dozen policemen to push away the crowd watching the fun and rushed in. When he saw Ono, who was beaten beyond recognition, he couldn't help but breathe a breath of air conditioning.

He turned around and saw Yang Feng in a black charge suit, looked at the Japanese officers who were in flames in his eyes, and then looked at the bodyguards in black clothes around Yang Feng, and immediately felt that his head was hurt.

The Japanese are in trouble. The Habagou at the British Empire was becoming more and more rampant now, but Yang Feng was even more difficult to mess with. The British government caused a headache for the Japanese. If Yang Feng was offended, he might have to roll his bed and roll back to the East End of London the next day. Who in the public concession knew that this guy was so good with Jardine Wong that he was almost wearing a pair of pants, so the detective chose a position in an instant.

"Mr. Yang, what happened?" he asked with difficulty.

"Your Excellency Inspector, you are here just in time. This Japanese officer harassed my wife. After being driven away by my bodyguard, he held a grudge and actually tried to murder me. Fortunately, the bullet was blocked by the bodyguard and my bodyguard killed him out of self-defense." Yang Feng pointed to Ono, who was fuzzy on the ground and said lightly.

Boss, if you want to make up stories, you have to make up some good things. Your bodyguard is unscathed, and one or two people are injured on the other side. You say they fire first, so how can you believe it? The inspector whispered in his heart and showed a suspicious expression.

"Don't you believe it?" Yang Feng tilted his head and looked at him.

The Inspector continued to squeeze out his smile.

"I'll use your pistol!" Yang Feng stretched out his hand.

The Inspector handed him his own revolver in confusion.

Yang Feng shot a bodyguard with two bangs.

"Dragon scale armor, our latest body armor developed!" Yang Feng said lightly in a shocked look.

How to deal with this matter is no longer possible to solve the problem. The inspector could only collect testimony from the people watching the fun. This is very simple. All the testimony proved that Yang Feng was right, and then he took away the bodyguard who shot and used his charge suit with two bullet holes as physical evidence, but the dragon scale armor was taken away by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't even care about the rest of the matter. He hugged Yingzi, who was a little dazed, and went straight into his own car Yang Chang and left. He left Lao Wu to be responsible for handling the funeral with the police.

The bloody incident that occurred on the dock naturally spread throughout Shanghai as quickly as possible. Countless idle people were excited and widened their eyes to watch the show. However, what surprised them was that the reactions of all relevant parties could only be described in one word the next day, calm, strange calm, as if this incident had never happened. Even the newspapers that were originally preparing to follow up the report closed their mouths for no reason.

The public concession officials did not respond at all, the National Government did not respond at all, and even the Japanese who died a major did not respond at all. Yang Feng even appeared in Jinyuan Company in a high profile that day, and jointly announced with Zhang Youyi, general manager of Yunshang Company, that he would jointly build a large clothing factory in Shanghai.

"Mr. Yang, you are very famous this time! Where is your Mrs. Ru? Why didn't you show up today?" Tang Ying said to Yang Feng with a teasing look on his face.

"Sakurako was a little scared and was not very comfortable, so she didn't come." Yang Feng said casually. Sakurako was not frightened. She obviously had a heart disease, but she was her old lover after all. Although she had made up her mind to cut off her relationship, she was beaten into a sieve in front of her. It was still a bit unbearable for her.

"Mr. Yang, your bulletproof vest is so magical?" Tang Ying asked curiously.

"That's certainly, but a beautiful lady like you definitely won't need such things. I think no one will be willing to shoot you." Yang Feng looked at a man not far away while speaking, so he asked curiously: "That's Mr. Li?"

Her husband Li Zufa is also a wealthy family and the son of Li Yunshu, the boss of Ningbo Gang. However, it is quite stressful to marry such a wife, just like Liang Sicheng, who married Lin Huiyin. It is probably like walking on thin ice every day. Under Tang Ying's introduction, Yang Feng and Li Zufa also chatted for a few words, but they were soon pulled aside by Wu Tiecheng.

"Brother Yang, how are you going to deal with the Japanese?" Wu Tiecheng asked with concern.

"Is Shanghai a legal city? Is it wrong for my bodyguard to defend himself after being attacked?"

"Brother Yang, I don't need to say such things to you, right? You also know that law is just the meaning of this kind of thing."

"That's even simpler. If the Japanese want to cause trouble for me, then I have to stop the business contact with them again. Believe me, in the face of the interests of the consortium, a life is nothing! " Yang Feng said lightly.

He really doesn't worry that the Japanese will cause trouble for themselves. Their polyethylene project is being fully built, and there are more places to use them in the future. Besides, there are no substitutes for the medicines they exported to Japan. Unless they want the patients in the hospital to die because there is no medicine in the future, they must tolerate themselves.

The Japanese army can be arrogant in front of others, but there is no capital to be arrogant in front of domestic consortiums. This is the case. Just when Yang Feng was having a big banquet for guests, the Japanese Kwantung Army and the Shanghai garrison were both strictly ordered by the cabinet, and they were not allowed to clash with Yang Feng again. As for the dead Onojun, he would be regarded as loyal to His Majesty the Emperor.

Just as Yang Feng said, in the face of the interests of the consortium, one life is nothing.

He and Wu Tiecheng were chatting, and Zhang Jiayu, who was late, rushed in with a newspaper.

"Mr. Gongquan, what good news makes you so happy?" Yang Feng asked curiously.

"Shenyang Arsenal was bombed. It is said that several places were bombed, and the artillery factory was basically destroyed. The news of the Japanese blockade was still exposed. First, the puppet Manchukuo Palace was punished by heaven, and the Volunteers ignited fire everywhere. Now the Shenyang Arsenal was bombed again. The Japanese are not living easy in the Northeast." Zhang Jiayu said gloatingly.

Yang Feng hurriedly took the newspaper in his hand. This was a newspaper written by the British. He did not report the explosion at the Shenyang Arsenal. He was just a rough news: "Last night, there were three explosions in the direction of Fengtiandong Arsenal, one of which was very huge. The fire in the artillery factory was reflected in the sky. At present, the entire factory area has been blocked. The Japanese army stationed in Fengtian searched for anti-Japanese elements in the city."

It seems that he should fulfill his promise. Although these people started a little late and did not play any role in the Chadong conflict, this behavior must be encouraged. He came to Shanghai this time just to see Xin'er and the others off, so he rushed back to Peking the next day. However, he left Yingzi in Shanghai. After all, he had to go back to do some secret work, and it was inconvenient to have Yingzi around him. As soon as he came back, Lin Yin came to him.

"Mr. Yang, are you leaving the city again?" The lieutenant, who was in charge, raised his hand and saluted him very politely.

"Well, go out to do something, by the way, did your leader come back from Nanjing?"

"Not yet!"

"When he comes back, you tell him that I have opened a car factory in the United States, and a hundred cars will arrive soon. If he wants it, I will send you a few for you to play with."

"Then thank you Mr. Yang!"

Amid the thanks from the lieutenant, the cargo cart left the city directly, stopped quickly, released Lin Yin from the car, and went into the cab together.

"Delivery here and there to the reaction every day, and you will be asking for money when you come to us!" Lin Yin said dissatisfied.

"You don't understand this. I'm working with them because they can help me. What can you do for me? Even if you exchange interests, you have to have something to exchange? I can do it if I don't ask you to bomb the Chenyang Arsenal. It's not only you who are willing to deal with the Japanese." Yang Feng said bluntly.

Lin Yin gave him a blank look and said nothing.

"Come here, come here!" Yang Feng suddenly waved at her.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yin looked at him vigilantly.

"You do it yourself or I will do it!" Yang Fengzhen smiled and took out a small bottle.

"You're really here?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Lin Yin picked up the ether bottle and looked hesitantly.

"You can think clearly. If you really faint, you will be at my mercy at that time. If I can't control the temptation of a lonely man and a widow, it will be easy to do some outrageous behavior." Yang Feng said in front of her with a lustful look, and handed over a stacked handkerchief.

"Whatever!" Lin Yin gritted his teeth and glared at him, unscrewed the cap and covered the bottle mouth with a handkerchief and dipped it a little. Then he quickly closed the cap and put the handkerchief in front of his nose. Yang Feng quickly reached out and grabbed her hand and pressed it down. In Lin Yin's threatening eyes, he hugged her neck with his other hand, slowly put her on the seat, and then drove the cargo to a place where no one was around, and then turned into an airplane to fly towards Jiangxi.

At this time, the bald man had already dealt with his old comrade-in-arms, and the two places had combined 800,000 troops. He quickly cleared the periphery, and now he was approaching Guangchang, and the decisive battle in Guangchang was about to begin.

Yang Feng flew to Jiangxi before waking Lin Yin with cold water. She covered her head and looked at the dark ground below, and asked blankly, "Where is this?"

"I have entered Jiangxi, and you will soon see the holy land in your mind. If you are bored, tie the parachute to those boxes." Yang Feng said casually.

"What are you wearing?" Lin Yin looked at the night vision device with his eyes clasped.

"Night vision device. You can use it to watch things at night. You don't understand this kind of high-tech if you say it."

The plane soon arrived over Ruijin. Looking at the scattered lights below, Lin Yin was obviously a little excited.

"Give me a night vision device and fly low." She said with a sacred look on her face.

This is a small and broken county town, with nothing to see. There are not many houses in the city that can be seen, and it is night. It is probably difficult for the night vision device to feel like a holy place, especially for a wealthy lady like Lin Yin who grew up in the imperial city. It is estimated that the European-style three-story building in her house looks much more luxurious than the Zhongyang Grand Auditorium here.

"Have you seen enough? I flew so low. If anyone is bored and plays with flying speed, it will be troublesome." Yang Feng said impatiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, it became chaotic. The bald man bombed Ruijin for a while. A plane hovered above his head and the fool knew what to do. In the small Ruijin City, there were crowds of people running around everywhere. In the middle of the night, many people didn't even have to wear clothes.

Yang Feng flew very low. The moonlight was pretty good tonight. A huge black shadow was very conspicuous. Soon there was a fire of machine gun shooting on the ground. Although Yang Feng didn't care, he still pulled the plane up.

Lin Yin said in a loss: "Okay, throw the thing down!"

The cabin door behind the plane's butt automatically opened. She struggled to push out the wooden boxes with parachutes one by one, and soon five umbrella flowers slowly fell in the night sky.

The plane that completed the airdrop immediately rose to a high altitude and then turned around and flew northward.

On the way back, Lin Yin looked a little worried, sitting there frowned, without saying a word.

"Why are you so depressed? You see the holy land in your mind and the mission has been completed. Although you have to sell yourself as a slave in the future, you have already got what you want. You should be happy at this time!" Yang Fengzhen said with a smile.

Lin Yin gave him a blank look.

"Actually, I'm very curious, why did you devote yourself to this great cause? You see, your purpose is to fight the local tyrants and divide the land. As far as I know, your family still has tens of thousands of acres of land in the countryside, right? The first thing that happened to the revolution was to pull out your grandfather's old landlord, parade with a high hat, and then beat it to death after the tour, then divide your land, house, and property, and then leave some scum for you. As for whether you will starve to death, no one will care about it. A sinful family like you deserve to starve to death!

Is this the future you are looking forward to? You won’t have any abuse when you were a child, which leads to a little psychological problem, right?”

"Shut up, what do you know about selfish people like you? Have you ever seen farmers who starve to death? Have you ever seen those who sell children and daughters in famine years? Have you ever seen those who are broken by their legs if they can't pay rent? I hate such a world, I don't like my family, and although I love my relatives very much, all I want to do is correct their mistakes or atone for their past."

"I don't understand, really don't understand, what's wrong with me being selfish? I know that I want my relatives to live the best life, I know that I will kill anyone who touches my relatives. As for the life and death of others, even if I need to step on someone else's bones, I have to say sorry."

"It is because of people like you that those reactionaries are in power!" Lin Yin glared at Yang Feng fiercely.

The two of them were not prone to speculation and naturally they had no interest in talking. Yang Feng took out the ether handkerchief with an unhappy look and said, "Touch your head over!"

Lin Yin ignored him, and Yang Feng reached out and pressed her nose.

Soon the two returned to Peking and after they turned back to the mercenary, Yang Feng was too lazy to wake her up, so he took her back to Xiaohonglou, and then carried her upstairs and threw her into his bedroom. The guy looked at Lin Yin in a coma and suddenly showed a smirk.

The guy immediately went downstairs and ran to Xiaohui's door, then knocked on the door.

"Mr. Yang, are you doing something?" Xiaohui asked sleepyly.

"Come here to do me a favor!" Yang Feng said mysteriously.

After the two went upstairs, Yang Feng took her into his room. When Xiaohui looked at Lin Yin on the bed, she immediately widened her eyes.

Yang Feng held a roll of quilt and walked out, saying, "I'll cover her with a blanket later, and throw her clothes a little bit more."

After saying that, this guy went to sleep on the sofa with a smile.
Chapter completed!