Mr. Bai's floating corpse in the Huangpu River did not cause the slightest sensation in Shanghai, and dozens of people did not die one day in these years, the world is too chaotic, and everyone has become numb to this kind of thing.

However, Mi Jiafu was so frightened that he hid at home and didn't dare to take his head, for fear that the "traitor" would be removed from him.

The murder of Mr. Bai was done by the Three Guns Society, and the traitor spies hired by the Japanese, and the bloody killing of the Kuomintang by the Central Union, the Military Command, the Three Youth League, and other secret agents in Shanghai, and the Three Guns Society, as a non-governmental anti-Japanese organization, also showed the limelight, stalking and tracking, inquiring about news, and killing people and exterminating mouths, all of which were familiar with the work of the car.

After Chen Zikun learned that the person who attacked him was Zhang Xiaolin, he immediately made a plan to counterattack, but now it is not as good as back then, Zhang Xiaolin relied on the support of the Japanese to preside over the New Asia Peace Promotion Association, and his subordinates had hundreds of thugs, and his whereabouts were unexpected, and it was not so easy to kill him.

No matter how difficult things are, they have to be done, even if they can't kill Zhang Xiaolin, they have to give him a wake-up call, so that he knows that Chen Zikun is not easy to mess with.

After investigation, Zhang Xiaolin lived in a villa in the French Concession, with extremely high walls, strong iron gates, wolf dogs in the yard, and at least 30 bodyguards with guns.

Chen Zikun suddenly thought of the past when he bombarded the Piero family in New York, why not concoct it in France, he called Captain Chand, asked him to borrow a mortar, two boxes of shells, found an open-top truck to load, drove to the vicinity of Zhang Xiaolin's house at 10 o'clock at night, aimed at the location of the building and began to bombard.

There were many active-duty soldiers who had participated in the Battle of Songhu in the Three Guns Club, and the mortars were so brilliant that all six shells hit, and the Zhang Mansion was in flames, and the trucks took the opportunity to leave.

The next day, the "New Declaration" hosted by the Japanese published a news that Zhang Xiaolin's mansion was on fire, but fortunately there were no casualties and countless losses of property, warning the public to be careful of the flames.

The newspapers are fooling the common people, and the people in the rivers and lakes understand very well that these killings are secret wars between the Japanese puppets and the national government.

The older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous he became, Zhang Xiaolin was frightened by the shells, and since then he has lived in a simple place, but it is not easy to start.

At this time, Chen Zikun remembered that if he was there, it would be easy to kill Zhang Xiaolin.

This person is the descendant of the Cangzhou Yan family's light power secret weapon, Yan Qingyu.

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Beiping, in the VIP reception room of the China Cinema in Dashilar, Qianmen, Yan Qingyu sneezed, rubbed her nose and muttered: "Who the is talking about me." ”

He came to Peking to participate in the premiere of the film "Journey to the East", North China has fallen for two years, the scenery is still the same, but I can no longer find the original feeling, even the swaggering foreigners in the Liuguo Hotel have lost their former majesty, in Beiping, the first class of people are Japanese, the second class of people can only be the turn of Europeans and Americans, the third class of people are the traitors of the North China government, and the common people can only be reduced to the fourth and fifth class.

King Ryu came over with a cocktail and said with a smile, "Yansang, how do you feel?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of reporters ran over, and the magnesium lights flashed wildly, and they lit up for a while before leaving.

Yan Qingyu smiled bitterly: "Yusang, you can make me miserable, as soon as this newspaper comes out, I will become a traitor, how can I have the face to see people." ”

King Yuryu Zhengse said: "Yan Sang, what you said is not right, art has no borders, you see that the number one female star Li Xianglan is also Chinese, the people in the war live a miserable life, our duty to engage in art is to reduce their pain and pressure, this is a meritorious thing, also, you can only say this in front of me, in front of others must not say it, otherwise you will be known by the special high class, you will be in trouble." ”

Yan Qingyu said in her heart that the extra high class is not as dark as your heart, but she said: "Thank you Yusang for reminding me." ”

He had no choice but to step on the thief ship, since the last time King Ryū visited once, he didn't take this person seriously at all, but suddenly one day, the little star's father was arrested by the Japanese military police, and the gendarmerie was even more terrifying than the 76th Demon Cave, Yan Qingyu was also at a loss, and suddenly thought of the business card left by the King of Ryūa, so he took the dead horse as a live horse doctor and made a phone call.

Unexpectedly, King Ryū personally took Yan Qingyu and the little star to the military police headquarters to ask for someone, he was a civilian official of the consulate, and the gendarmes who were carrying swords and fierce spirits fought with reason, and finally rescued the prisoner, and the two have been in contact since then.

King Ryūo is young, energetic, likes movies and dramas, not as cruel and rigid as the Japanese soldiers, and sympathizes with the Chinese, at least on the surface, the two have a friendship, when King Ryūo proposed to come to Peking to participate in the premiere, Yan Qingyu agreed without hesitation, of course, the main motive is to see the demeanor of the popular movie star Li Xianglan.

said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, Li Xianglan came in a cheongsam, and took the initiative to stretch out her hand: "Senior Yan, I am your fan, I like your Lang Zi Yanqing the most." ”

"I'm ashamed, Yan is just Lang's false name." Yan Qingyu and Li Xianglan shook hands warmly, and immediately attracted a group of reporters to take pictures, this time Yan Qingyu did not show displeasure, but was very cooperative.

Li Xianglan said: "Senior Yan, you are very agile in the movie, I don't know if you have really practiced national arts?" ”

Yan Qingyu's eyebrows fluttered and said: "Of course, I have practiced martial arts since I was a child, and my basic skills are very solid, and it is inconvenient for many people to perform here, if you want to know more about it, you might as well come to my room at night, I live in the Liuguo Hotel......"

Seeing the speculation that the two were talking about, the king smiled faintly and walked aside, and several people in suits and leather shoes came up to talk to him, and everyone looked at Yan Qingyu and Li Xianglan, who were talking happily, and couldn't help but smile, muttering in a low voice in Japanese.

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At night, Yan Qingyu fidgeted in the room, arranging his tie in the mirror from time to time, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, and he immediately jumped to the door with a light skill of shifting shape, coughed dryly, put on the most charming smile, opened the door and made a gesture of please.

Standing at the door was a waiter, who seemed to be frightened by Yan Qingyu's actions, and stammered, "Mr. Yan, Mr. Yan." ”

Yan Qingyu, who was disappointed, said unhappily: "What's the matter? ”

"Your note." The waiter handed over a note, on which Juan Xiu's handwriting read, "Seniors can have leisure, sit in the café downstairs, and there is no well-known one." ”

It must have been written by Li Xianglan, Yan Qingyu was happy again, rewarded the waiter with an ocean, and went downstairs happily.

There is a café in the lobby downstairs of the Six Nations Hotel, in the melodious piano sound, Li Xianglan sits quietly at the window in a small dress, stirring coffee with a small silver spoon, looking from the side, the lines are beautiful, slightly sad, like the reincarnation of Xi Shi, Daiyu is reborn.

Yan Qingyu lifted the belt of his trousers, he hadn't practiced much in the past two years, and there was no movie to act, there was meat on his waist and crotch, and the image of Yingwu was slightly discounted, but it was no problem to deal with a Japanese girl, he pinched a rose in the vase on the dining table, and walked over with a signature charming smile on his face.

"Yansang, you're here." Li Xianglan found that Yan Qingyu was coming, and hurriedly got up to say hello, although the outside world said that she was Chinese, but familiar people knew that she was actually a Japanese girl, Shuko Yamaguchi.

"For you." Yan Qingyu put the rose in front of Li Xianglan and snapped her fingers: "Werther, coffee, no milk." ”

"Thank you." Li Xianglan looked very surprised.

The two chatted, talking about everything in the world, and finally talked about Li Xianglan's family background, she was born in Mukden, her father worked in Manchurian Railway, it is an ordinary Japanese family, because she can speak fluent Chinese, as well as a sweet singing voice and beautiful appearance, she was selected by the Japanese authorities, packaged as a Chinese female star, acting in movies, releasing records, and becoming a smash hit.

"China is my hometown, Japan is my motherland, the war between the two countries makes me feel painful, when will the war end, Yansang, I am really hesitant and distressed." Li Xianglan poured out with tears in her eyes.

Yan Qingyu touched her little hand and said solemnly: "War is a politician's business, and we have no way to stop it, so we can only devote ourselves to art and alleviate their pain and pressure as much as possible." ”

This is the words of the King of the Imperial Ryu at noon, and Yan Qingyu is full of time to fool Li Xianglan at this moment.

"Yansang, are you willing to dedicate yourself to art with me?" Li Xianglan suddenly became short of breath, and her eyes flashed with excitement and hopeful sparks.

Hearing the word "dedication", Yan Qingyu almost blurted out the three words I am willing, but after thinking about it, it seems that it is too smooth, wait, dedication to art, which one is this singing?

He smiled faintly, got up and faced out the window, and put his hand in his trouser pocket: "You're talking about making movies, right?" ”

"Yes, Yansang, would you like to make an anti-war movie with me?"

Yan Qingyu shook his head: "I'm sorry, I've stopped filming, Japan won't withdraw from China, and I won't return to the screen." ”

Li Xianglan couldn't hide her disappointment: "That's the case, can't you make an exception for me once?" ”

Yan Qingyu didn't look at her eyes, took a deep breath and said: "The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, she still sings the flower in the backyard across the river, I am a dignified Chinese man, is it not as good as a merchant girl, I'm sorry, I lost my company." ”

After all, he left first without gentlemanly demeanor.

Li Xianglan sighed, picked up her windbreaker and left, came to the car outside, and the middle-aged man sitting in the back asked with a gloomy face, "Shuzi, did he agree?" ”

"I'm really sorry, Yan Jun said that he had stopped filming." Li Xianglan was obviously afraid of this man, and replied in a low voice with her head down.

"It's useless." The man scolded and said to King Ryūo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, "Miss-san, what is your opinion?" ”

"His reaction was beyond my expectations, it seems that the second plan is about to be implemented, Noda-kun, I want to arrange a play, I hope you can help." ”

The middle-aged man said: "As long as you can promote Yan Qingyu to make a movie for the empire, it is worth paying a big price, Yusang, what scene do you want to arrange?" ”

"A good show to kill chickens and monkeys." King Ryu said with a sly wink.