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"Chief, we have learned that this female assassin was improvised on the fly. She was the son of the Huang family, a wealthy merchant in Guangzhou, and her brother was originally a well-known congregation in Guangdong, but in the twentieth year of Guangxu, he died in the Guangzhou Incident. She is also a member of the revolutionary party, but she did not officially join the revolutionary party because of her age, but over the years she has passed on information and provided funds to the revolutionary party. She came to Shandong because the Guangdong Girls' School was closed by Hu Renjun, and her uncle had dealings with our Chamber of Commerce, so she was transferred to the Shandong Girls' School. Yu Jian reported to Wu Chenxuan with a kind face, as if it was not him who was tortured just now. This female assassin received an order from her superiors, and she was supposed to cover several assassins of the revolutionary party to enter Jinan Mansion and wait for an opportunity to assassinate the main seat, but she did not expect that this female assassin saw the main seat going today, and was near the main seat, so she temporarily decided to assassinate her. Well, by the way, this girl admires Ms. Qiu Jin very much, and she also has a poem by Ms. Qiu Jin on her. ”

"Oh, that's interesting." Wu Chenxuan didn't believe Yu Jian's nonsense, did he think he would easily let go of this revolutionary party assassin because of Qiu Jin's face? "By the way, what kind of medicine did you use?"

"Boss, we only used C2 level medicine, and she confessed, of course, her subordinates accompanied her to visit the facilities of the torture center before, and she seemed to be very satisfied with the service there." Yu Jian still had a slight smile on his face, and he had no intention of spitting out the core.

"Well, since you didn't serve the hard food, it means that there is no damage on this female assassin, use a B1-level bait on her, and leave it to you to control this line. Well, then this little girl should fulfill her wish and let her meet her idol. Wu Chenxuan wondered in his heart whether he was coming and not being rude, and at the same time he had to show his muscles while scoring a nail, and help Qiao Cannon to tidy up the team well, so as not to be organized and undisciplined rebellion and funny all day long.

Wu Chenxuan, who made up his mind, invited Cai Yuanpei and other Restoration Society bigwigs in Shandong at noon, on the painting boat of Daming Lake, a meal of pushing the cup and changing the lamp, after a week of visiting, the people of the Liberation Association have an intuitive understanding of the prosperity of Shandong, although there is still a lack of understanding of the strength of the Wuyi New Army, but the army that can participate in the Russo-Japanese War and directly dialogue with the great powers, the Great Qing State is also the only one with no other semicolon. Tao Chengzhang, who was determined to win over Wu Chenxuan, also had a lively conversation with Wu Chenxuan at the banquet, which was very speculative. However, during the banquet, Wu Chenxuan inadvertently revealed that he was assassinated by a Guangdong girl from Shandong Girls' School at Zaolin Military Academy, and said that the other party had confessed that it was a group sent by the revolutionary party to assassinate him.

For a while, everyone at the banquet was a little embarrassed, after all, Cai Yuanpei, Tao Chengzhang and others had always taken the assassination of court officials as their own responsibility, and Zhang Binglin and Qiu Jin during the banquet were even more involved in the assassination of Governor Enming. Although he knew that the revolutionary party was assassinating the wrong person this time, the revolutionary party was a brother organization of the Liberation Society after all, and its methods were no different from those of the Liberation Society.

"By the way, Ms. Qiu Jin, this Miss Huang seems to be your fan, and she also hides your song close to her" The woman is not a British thing, and the dragon spring wall sings every night. "After a while, do you want me to let someone accompany you to visit the prison, so that you can meet this heroine of the revolutionary party."

"Well, well. It was troublesome for Lord Wu to arrange it on his behalf, and Qiu Jin was grateful. Qiu Jin also felt that his lord Dòng went to see an assassin, and he seemed to be speechless in the face of Wu Chenxuan, the bitter master, but when he heard that he was his admirer, he couldn't take care of it, and even Tao Chengzhang secretly gave himself a look and pretended not to see it, but Zhang Binglin admired it very much, if it wasn't for the female eunuch, maybe this master would also plan to come to Taoyuan to make a three-way tie together.

"In this case, I will arrange it, and I must not treat this Ms. Qiu Jin's fans badly." Wu Chenxuan said with a smile, looking at Qiu Jin's worried eyes, he added, "Ms. Qiu Jin, don't worry, the guards below are still doing their duty, this Miss Huang has no other injuries except for her sprained arm and chin, and she has not been tortured, everything is as usual." Although he is unbearable, he is not enough to deal with a hairy girl, but is he the mastermind behind the scenes? Hehe, you always have to pay it back when you come out to mix. Wu Chenxuan, who was smiling, seemed to be light and light, but Cai Yuanpei, who was old and sophisticated, already felt a faint murderous aura, and saw that this master was going to find trouble with Qiao Cannon, and this Qiao Cannon was too, who was not easy to mess with, but he provoked this cautious master, and he assassinated again and again, and his skills were very trendy, and he couldn't even catch up with half of the Restoration Society, it was purely looking for abuse, and after seeing this time, Qiao Cannon would know how much trouble he had caused.

"I beg your pardon for the trouble, Toushan-kun." If it weren't for the iconic mustache, no one would have imagined that wearing a kimono, sipping sake, enjoying a boring kabuki performance like a puppet, and bowing his head and apologizing to a middle-aged man dressed as a Japanese ronin who was sitting in a precarious position, it was actually Mr. Qiao Cannon Qiaofu, who was worshiped by countless hot-blooded young people.

"This time, it was the party's mishandling of manpower that caused the fall of Murakami-kun of your association, and I have already punished those disciples of the Action Department who made mistakes, and I apologize to you again, please forgive me."

"Qiaosan, you don't have to blame yourself too much. Murakami-kun of our association was originally a liaison with your association, and he did not participate in specific actions, so the Qing people would not embarrass a Japanese trading company for too long. Tuan Tuan's face and eyes are almost a seam kimono, and the middle-aged man said. But this time I have to say that this Lord Wu is really lucky, if it is Murakami-kun's people, it is estimated that this Lord Wu has already traveled west. ”

"Yes, although my revolutionary party is an advanced organization composed of a group of aspiring youths, I have to admit that our people are still very naïve. In particular, he has not undergone formal military training, and his martial arts are also very simple..."In addition to being able to fire cannons, this Qiao cannon's ability to cry poor is not bad, but unfortunately the middle-aged kimono man he faced is not an old overseas Chinese in Nanyang, so he is not so easy to fool.

"Qiao San, I understand your difficulties very well, an organization will always encounter such difficulties in the early stage of growth, and the role of leaders is to guide the organization out of the predicament and grow rapidly." The squinted-eyed kimono man continued, the signature expression on his face that seemed to have never changed, "Of course, as an advanced nation in East Asia, it is the duty of our Yamato nation to help the Han nation who are still struggling in suffering. Although we are a non-governmental association, we will also do our best to help your party, and in the future we will provide some places for the young people of your party to learn from the city. That's it, Qiao San, you take this famous thorn, and in a month you will find the Genyo Dojo in Kyoto, the master of the dojo, Dadenbao Tanuchi, is my friend, he has some access to the black market, you can get some pistols and rifles, and the price is still very fair. Saying that, the man in the kimono pushed Mr. Qiao, who was a bearded beard, on the desk a name thorn printed with a swirl-shaped three-star emblem, and the name of Miàn on it was impressively printed with the three Chinese characters of "Toushan Man".

When Toushan Man became famous all over the world, he left people with the impression of a white-haired old man with a long beard, an Asian version of Tolstoy. He was a modern Buddhist, who loved roses and never left his courtyard, but he had at his disposal 60,000 dead men who wished to go to the fire for him. The "Genyosha" he founded is only well-known to few people, and in popular language there is another more sonorous, mysterious, and more suitable name for the Japanese spirit, the "Black Dragon Society". That's right, this is the originator of the Japanese Black Society, the boss of the Black Dragon Society.

On April 12, 1855, Mitsuru Toyama was born into a family of shabby samurai in Shimonishicho, Fukuoka Castle, Kyushu, Japan. His father's name is Tsutsui Tsuta. Toyama Mitsuyo's name was Otojiro, and he later changed his name to Hachiro. In 1868, when the reign of the emperor was in the back of the reign, Mitsuru Toyama was still a 13-year-old child, wearing shabby and dirty clothes and selling sweet potatoes in the Fukuoka market. In addition to selling sweet potatoes when he was a teenager, he also had an apprenticeship as a carpenter. He received an enlightenment education in his hometown's private school, and was influenced by the idea of "respecting the king and conquering the king". He once traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Japan, often eating wild vegetables on the way. In order to temper himself, he walked barefoot, did not use mosquito nets in summer, and allowed mosquito bites, much like a Chinese ascetic monk. He once competed with a Zen master to see who would stay in bed the longest without moving. However, this penance was often interrupted. He also sometimes competed with others for the favor of geisha, and often dreamed of making a fortune. Overall, this guy is a typical ranger in the Tang and Song dynasties, only one cheap life, dare to fight, if it is a chance to meet, maybe he can achieve the success of the three tycoons in Shanghai. However, Toushanman's ability to get ahead is still thanks to his bold, careful, resolute and resolute character.

In his early years, Touyamaman participated in the struggle between the "Korean Expeditionary faction" that advocated foreign aggression and the "internal governance faction" that advocated the development of domestic politics and economy first. In 1875, Mitsuru Toyama, together with Kotaro Hiraoka, Rokusuke Hakita, and others, organized the Jiaozhi Society in Fukuoka in accordance with the spirit of the three alliances of Liu, Seki, and Zhang Taoyuan during the Three Kingdoms of China, and supported the Satsuma clan Saigo Takamori of the Korean faction. In 1876, the police discovered that Jiaozhisha had attempted to assassinate Okubo Ritsu, the leader of the Internal Affairs Sect of the Secretary of Internal Affairs, and arrested and imprisoned more than a dozen people, including Toyama. But by then he had a large group of followers, and the government detained him for a while to avoid unrest before releasing him. Do you think this scene is familiar, it seems to be strikingly similar to the scene in the Munich beer hall decades later? It seems that every dictatorship needs the connivance of a weak democratic government as a breeding ground for the birth of a dictatorship.

Just as Qiao Sang and Toushan Jun were talking into the alley, the partition was suddenly pulled apart from the outside, and a young man in a student uniform ran in sweating profusely, shouting out of breath, "Mr. Qiao, something is wrong, something is wrong." ”

"Yutang, don't panic, come, sit down and drink some tea. Slowly, the sky won't fall yet. Qiao Cannon has a high-level posture that is not shocked, after all, he is also a character who has experienced life and death, and this concentration and bearing are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"We have just received news that several branches of our party in Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Tokyo have been burned with incendiary bombs, some documents have been seized by the Qing court and the police, and more than a dozen comrades in our operations department have lost contact." Hu Yanhong, who sat down and drank a few sips of tea, finally calmed down and continued, "In addition, I just learned from the newspaper of the Chamber of Commerce that the killers we sent to Jinan and Mr. Murakami were all beheaded by the Shandong Domain on charges of disrupting the party. ”

"Ah, bastard!" "Yaga." This time it's Hu Yanhong's turn to be calm, how can he say that he has a good demeanor? What about indifference? After listening to what I said, Mr. Toushan and Mr. Qiao, the two bigwigs, couldn't help but jump up directly from the tatami mat and scolded Wu Daguan, without the slightest hint of the previous calm and breezy posture.

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