After saying these words, the protests on the streets were louder than ever. This means that the procession that had gathered in Shou Street is getting closer and closer. I saw that the leader waved his hand vigorously, and the team began to march again.

Li Fengzhu went against the crowd and took a few steps back. But soon the team was instigated again, and they had to be pushed to Shou Street.

Compared with the last time I saw in Xu Street, the business premises of the expatriates are uniformly protected by the Concession Patrol Police. Today, there are many shops in Shou Street that are not open at all.

The earlier procession numbered in the hundreds, and there were no fewer than that. If one brings one bad, the whole team will be completely chaotic.

Li Fengzhu was so anxious that she was about to burn, but she couldn't decide where she was going, so she had to walk blindly with this team that had quietly changed its face unconsciously. She memorized the names of the unopened shops she saw on the way, namely Yamamoto, Tomoda, and Nakamura...... All of them are Oriental names.

From this point of view, the expatriates in Shoujie have long been informed and have not come out. The rest are naturally all local merchants in Jinmen.

Li Fengzhu tried very hard to squeeze to the side of the road to remind the innocent local businessmen that all doors and windows must be closed immediately to protect the family and children. If she has time, she has a few more important questions she would like to interview.

But when she finally crawled to the door of the shop in a sweaty and sweaty, it was clearly a step too late.

There was a man with a long scar on his face, grabbing the collar of a small merchant and shouting, "Are you still Chinese?!"

The merchant nodded timidly with tears in his eyes, and then the man with the scar scolded the merchant with the same rhetoric that Li Fengzhu had just heard, and then dragged him into the store. Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the counter with the sound of copper coins falling. This movement was transmitted to the street, and those poor men with skin and bones could hear this, and let out their wolf-like eyes, excitedly shouted twice, "Get rich", and poured into the shops with friends.

From this turn of events, the parade went completely out of control.

Li Fengzhu saw a few people in student uniforms, huddled helplessly, persuading the strangers in the team not to use violence to counter violence, but he couldn't persuade him anymore, so he ran forward and wanted to use his body to block the out-of-control crowd. But most of the people standing in front of them came from the gang. With the student's physique, Mo said that he resisted, and he was almost unable to stand on his feet, and fell to the ground one after another, and shoes kept stepping on their bodies.

Suddenly, screams and cries resounded through the sky. It is conceivable that tomorrow's headlines must be another voice of grief.

Li Fengzhu was anxious in his eyes, where could he care about disguising his identity. Roaring and trying to stop this tragedy with his thin body: "Don't do this, don't don't! Please calm down, everyone must stay calm." If you continue like this, you will trample on people to death! If this is a mess like this, who dares to guarantee that it will not be you or me who will die?!"

But with just her little appeal, a few people can still listen to it.

Li Fengzhu, who was panicked, was squeezed from here to there by the chaotic crowd, and he had no idea at all. She heard someone behind her shout "Get out of the way, good dogs," and a big foot kicked her in the back. Her knees went limp, and she knelt down in the street, her hands on the ground being trampled on. The tingling sensation quickly spread throughout her body, and she couldn't even scream in pain.

At his feet, a student who barely got up shouted to find the person who had just pushed him down. When Xiucai meets soldiers, it is never clear what he can say. The student asked, "Where did you come from?" I don't think you're polite at all, you look like a mountain villager, and you're not on our side at all!"

"What's the matter, you said that everyone should be patriotic, and at this time you think I'm a countryman? What's the matter, why are countrymen not worthy of patriotism?"

Immediately after, the organizer of the students rushed over, squeezed between the two with difficulty, and tried several times to persuade them to leave: "Listen to me, everyone is a little wrong, don't be angry, let alone do it." We are compatriots! So, this classmate, you should also be a little more patient, calm down, and never do anything. Remember, we are compatriots, compatriots ......"

There was a lot of trouble on this side, and there were people scuffling with each other over there.

Someone took a megaphone and shouted at the fighting crowd: "Workers, you can't beat people, you can't beat people." We are marching for peace today, peace!", it seems, the trade unions are also trying their best to calm the situation.

The man almost roared hoarsely, but in exchange for a rocky flight in mid-air, he smashed his head to the point of blood. Seeing this, the timid screamed for help.

By the way, there were fifty or sixty people here, and they had come in with bags full of stones. If they were to be thrown out like this, how many people would have to be injured?

Li Fengzhu tried all his strength, half-propped himself up, threw himself on the student, and threw him to the ground together, still shouting in his mouth: "Be careful of flying stones, hold your head and lie down!"

Seeing that Shoujie was about to kill someone, only to hear two gunshots in the air, the Concession Patrol finally rushed to maintain order.

A few people who made a lot of trouble, seeing that there was a danger of squatting in the class room, naturally became the fastest to slip away. The gangsters who took advantage of the chaos to rob the property dispersed, and stepped on Li Fengzhu's legs, waist, and arms. Li Fengzhu raised the trembling hand, and he didn't know which place to cover first.

The law enforcement in the concession is as rough as ever, as long as the patrol officer can reach out and grab the person, no matter whether they are innocent or not, they will all be caught in the car. If they resisted, the baton was smashed at them with a curse.

Li Fengzhu gritted his teeth, took out the last remaining strength, and crawled into the corner with his hands and feet to hide. The blood on his hands did not know whether it was his own or someone else's, and when it was mixed in the dust, it dried up. She limped to her feet against the wall, raising her hand to hold her most injured waist.

As soon as I looked up, I saw that an Oriental patrol officer had already pulled out a pistol and pointed it at a student who had shown resistance, and the situation was already urgent.

At this moment, Sakamoto Hayashi rushed out of a black car. He rushed to the commander of the scene without squinting, and after saying a few words, the two began to argue. Immediately after, Sakamoto Hayashi rushed to the patrolman who was about to release the safety and release the gun, raised his foot and kicked the arm holding the gun. Although the bullet was discharged, it flew away into the sky, and the student under the muzzle of the gun was successfully rescued.

Li Fengzhu covered his mouth and watched this incredible scene, happy for the student who had picked up his life, and surprised by Sakamoto Hayashichi's behavior for a while.

More and more concession forces poured in this direction, and after a few gunshots, the situation quickly cooled down.

Among the crowds, Li Fengzhu found many familiar reporters. Among the reporters, the hardest working is Fang Xiaorou. Although she stepped on leather shoes, it did not prevent her from flying around as light as a swallow. Her face is considered a special pass in the Japanese Concession, so she can move more freely than reporters from other newspapers. When the other reporters crouched down and quietly moved to the side of the citizens who had witnessed the riots, she had already captured the stampede and the tragic situation after the ransacking of the shop.

There are too many acquaintances, if they find out that Li Fengzhu is disguised and mixed in, it is likely to affect her plan to get close to Tang Shubai in the future. In fact, she lacked the strength to stand, but she was so hard that she dragged her painful body, and tried to jump into the small alley to escape from the right and wrong place of Shoujie as soon as possible.

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Li Fengzhu took refuge and fled to a bathhouse, and just took the opportunity to clean up here.

She felt deflated all over her body, and there was nothing she couldn't eat from head to toe. Sitting down in a wooden barrel, a bucket full of clean water turned into sewage, and it was no wonder that the proprietress of the bathhouse had to add money to let her wash it.

However, now is not the time to rush these things, and we have to take a closer look at the information we have gained today.

As a big restaurant, Dongxing Building entertains guests who are all dignitaries. This kind of field is always in the middle of the day, and it is most lively after dark. According to the observation just now, the main building in front of the banquet business alone has about an acre of square space, and there is a small building for the hotel business in the back. After such pomp, equipped with cooks, running halls, tea rooms and old mothers, no matter how careful they are, they must hire more than 40 people to turn the situation around.

How happy the sheng song is at night, how messy the kitchen should be during the day. Therefore, this place gathers many middle and lower class characters in the morning, and it will not attract too much attention.

Li Fengzhu judged that Dongxinglou Restaurant had fulfilled a similar duty as a distribution center. Attract a large number of people to the past, observe and screen these people without knowing why, and those who have use value will be absorbed into Hongjili on Shishan Street as soldiers and horses for future actions. And as I saw later, the people who set out from Hongjili seemed to have a very strong ruffian. When they joined the march, they showed a face that could be called vicious. So, it is self-evident what kind of preparations are being carried out in this second place.

Thinking of this, Li Fengzhu couldn't help but feel a chill. The elevated foot slipped into the bathtub without noticing, and the frayed blood bubbles on the soles of the feet were stained with the hot bath water, and the whole body was hot. She quickly picked up her feet again, trying to hang them again on the edge of the tub. Try to slow down your movements and avoid touching the sore muscles.

When all the sludge that could be washed off was washed away, Li Fengzhu wrung out the towel and began to wipe it lightly. On the soles of her feet, there were still a few large mud spots embedded in the open flesh, and her hands were too light to be washed, and her hands were heavy and she couldn't bear the pain.