On February 21, the 25th year of the Republic of China, the 29th day of January in the year of the second year of the lunar calendar, it was sunny and windless.

Appropriate: burial, groundbreaking, market opening, demolition

Don't: pray for blessings, make beds, cut wood, and take livestock

At six o'clock in the morning, just after dawn, in the Japanese concession, Xiaoshan helped ten dung trucks full of gold juice to form a long queue and go along the Li Ma Road to the dung wharf near Wayaotou by the canal.

Suddenly, there was the sound of crutches hitting the asphalt in front of the road. Following the sound, I saw a gentleman in a robe in his early forties appear in the middle of the road.

Wearing a pair of gold-wire crystal glasses, holding a hookah in his left hand and a civilized stick in his right hand, he walked in small steps in all directions without hurrying or slow, facing the long line of dung trucks.

Behind the robed gentleman, there were more than forty big men, all with pickaxes in their hands.

"Yu Hang gang old man Han Dasheng?"

Zhao Lao Wu, the inverted old man led by the Xiaoshan Gang, couldn't help but tremble in his calves and stomach and stopped. The nine inverted old men who followed him also recognized who the opposite person was, and they all pulled over in fear, got out of the way in the middle of the road, and secretly prayed that Yu Hang would help the old man Han Dasheng, the plague god, just happened to pass by, and he didn't come specifically to find trouble.

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned.

Even though the wheels of the ten dung trucks were almost pressed into the gutter on the side of the road, Han Dasheng's figure still stopped in front of Zhao Lao Wu's dung truck.

"What are you going to do with the car this morning?" Han Dasheng stared at Zhao Lao Wu.

"Back to Master Han, we are transporting gold juice and preparing to pull it to the canal dung wharf." Zhao Lao Wu's face was pale, and his waist was like a shrimp.

"Yo, it's a peer? Disrespectful, disrespectful! Han Dasheng poked the cover of the dung truck with a civilized stick, and said to Zhao Lao Wu: "Open the cover and let me see." ”

"Master Han, what do you want to see?" Zhao Lao Wu said in a trembling voice.

"If you want to open it, open it, where is so much nonsense?" Standing behind Han Dasheng, a strong man slapped Zhao Lao Wu and fell heavily to the ground.

"Yes, yes, Han Ye, I'll open it, I'll open it!" Zhao Lao Wu didn't care about wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, he got up with a rolling belt, opened the cover of the dung truck, and then stood aside in fear.

"That's right!"

Han Dasheng nodded, glanced inside the dung truck, handed the hookah in his left hand to a big man behind him, and then reached out and dipped the index finger of his left hand in the golden juice of the dung truck, put it in his mouth and tasted it, and grinned at Zhao Lao Wu, "Your dung is not as good as ours!" ”

Zhao Lao Wu was stunned, and he forgot to be afraid for a while!

My dung is not as good as theirs?

What kind of operation does this have?

I'm afraid that Gong Siye is in person, and he can't think of Han Dasheng having such a move, right?

At this moment, he saw Han Dasheng wave his hand and said to the more than forty big men behind him: "Smash me!" ”

The big men were already ready, and when they heard Han Dasheng's order, they immediately rushed up in groups of four to overturn the dung truck, picked up the pickaxe and smashed it down.

Zhao Laowu and the others saw the pickaxe smashed on the dung truck, and their eyes immediately turned red.

Although they belong to the Xiaoshan Gang, this dung truck was bought by each of them with real money, and it is also a tool for the survival of the family.

Now Han Dasheng is letting people smash their dung trucks, just to cut off their family's way of life!

So no matter how frightened they were, there was no way to retreat at this time, so they let out a heart-rending cry from their mouths, their legs trembled, but they were firm, and rushed forward with the pickaxe.

Only the young man at the end of the line was a bachelor, the kind of person who fed the whole family without hunger, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he threw down the dung cart, spread his feet and ran.

Half an hour later, the young old man finally ran out of breath to the compound of Gong Sijiu, the old man of the Xiaoshan Gang near the head of the broken river in the city.

"What? Han Dasheng, that bastard, actually grabbed Lao Tzu's territory? ”

Gong Sijiu couldn't help but be furious, and immediately called his brother to summon him.

More than 20 minutes later, more than 50 shirtless strong men, either holding shovels or chopping axes, set off from the head of the broken river and went to Han Dasheng's apartment in a murderous manner.

However, as soon as they walked out of the intersection of the Duanhetou intersection, they ran into two teams of heavily armed policemen, the first of whom was Wang Jiangang, the captain of the detective team of the provincial capital police department.

"Gong Sijiu," Wang Jiangang played with the gun in his hand, "We received a report that you are involved with Wang Longfei, the manager of the Guanhulou Song Field, please come with us." ”

Wang Longfei in the song field of Guanhulou?

Gong Sijiu couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

His backstage boss, Xu Jingshan, head of the secret office of the party affairs office, was disgraced because of this case, and was almost dismissed from the post of head of the secret office by the Nanjing party affairs office.

Now that Wang Jiangang actually said that he was involved in this case, how could he not make him tremble?

He stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates who didn't know the severity, arched his hand at Wang Jiangang, and said, "Captain Wang, are you mistaken?" I've never been to Guanhu Tower, and I've never dealt with Wang Longfei! ”

"Have you ever dealt with it, you don't count!" Wang Jiangang turned the pistol around his finger and looked at Gong Sijiu, "Are you obediently cooperating by yourself and going back with us, or are you going to let my brothers do it, please go back?" ”

Seeing that Wang Jiangang didn't give himself a chance to argue at all, Gong Sijiu suddenly realized.

This bullshit Wang Jiangang, where did he come for the case of the Guanhulou Song Field? It is clearly for his old rival, Han Dasheng of the Yuhang Gang, who came to stand in the field.

Han Dasheng, Han Dasheng, you're too shameless, aren't you? Even snatching a toilet, I don't dare to fight with a real gun, and I want to pull out the godfather behind me to be brave? Is there any backbone in Hongmen?

But Gong Sijiu also knew that he, including his subordinates, must not have any superfluous resistance at this moment, otherwise the captain Wang Jiangang in front of him may really take this opportunity to break through with a pistol against himself and these subordinates, and then he can be charged with colluding with Wang Longfei and violently resisting arrest afterwards.

The so-called heroes don't suffer immediate losses, and they must not be impulsive and fall for Wang Jiangang, a bastard. Otherwise, Wang Jiangang could not only break out of his own people on the spot, but also let Han Dasheng, that bastard, naturally accept the more than 30,000 toilets in the Xiaoshan Gang's sphere of influence.

"Since Captain Wang is on official duty, I, Gong Someone, as a law-abiding citizen, will cooperate with Captain Wang's investigation even if I am wronged!" Gong Sijiu stretched his hands forward, "Captain Wang, you are tied up or tortured, I, Gong, am at the mercy of you!" ”

After saying this, he quickly turned his head and whispered to the henchmen behind him: "You immediately go to the secret office of the Party Affairs Office in Pishi Lane to find Section Chief Xu, and ask him to quickly find a way to ......."

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ps: To explain, chapter 0017 of this book about the year and month of residence column on Wang Long's Feikou card: July 24, refers to July 24 of the Republic of China. At that time, the format of filling in the mouth card was like this, and the word Republic of China would not be added as it is now, which is hereby explained.

Also, let's explain the issue of toilet charges in Chapter 0092. To explain here, according to the information I checked in the archives, before the Anti-Japanese War, the charge for each toilet in Hangzhou was 4-5 points, and I took the highest value in the book, 5 points, and calculated that a toilet costs 1.5 yuan per month.

In addition, according to the wages of workers in Hangzhou in 1928, the highest wage was 60 yuan per month, and the lowest was 15 yuan per month.

For government employees, the minimum income level is basically around 24 yuan.

The lowest income among police officers in the provincial capital is close to 20 yuan.

As for rickshaw drivers, carpenters, plasterers, etc., the minimum income is much higher than 15 yuan.

And the time of the book is 1936, and the salary will only be higher

Therefore, the toilet fee of 1 yuan and 5 yuan per month, although it is a bit expensive, is still affordable.

Finally, I would like to note that all the data mentioned in this book at that time are from the materials I painstakingly found in the archives and libraries, and are not made up by individuals. If you have any questions about any of the data, you can leave a message in the book review or chapter ping, or you can add a readership, and I will answer it in person.

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