Out of control.

Mr. Zhong's kite string tied to Sun Million was broken.

He never imagined that he would be submissive to himself in prison, and after he came out, Sun Million, who relied on himself to dominate Harbin, showed his fangs one day.

He walked slowly back to the firm, and after entering the general manager's office, he frowned and looked at the two hairs inside.

"I'm sorry."

It was the first time he had said something similar to those two, and the frustration was painful.

“…… I have lost control of Sun Million, and I have lost all sources of news on the streets of Harbin. ”

He shrugged his shoulders, this action itself was learned from these two foreign devils, and now, it has been returned.

Chekov glanced back and said, "Zhong, you have nothing to lose. ”

"It's like we've never owned Harbin."

Chekov was very appeased and walked over with his pipe, slowly approached him and put his hand on the other's shoulder: "The old man of our country told me that the more frustrated people are, the less they should question their own abilities, because they will look down on themselves more and more, and eventually they will never be able to get up." ”

"Have you ever been to our country?"

"There are a lot of drunks under a bridge in St. Petersburg, and many of them were very capable before they became street beggars, but what made them like this is probably an unprecedented defeat, and under a similar blow, completely ruined their lives."

"You don't want to be like that, do you?"

Zhong looked up at him.

Chekov stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Then cheer up." ”

After saying this, he turned to another foreigner: "Old man, we Cheka don't seem to have been ridiculed so much, have we?" ”

"What are you going to do?" The other party asked with a smile.

"This Sun Million doesn't seem to know who he has offended, and I begin to wonder if the reputation of the Comintern is no longer good in the Northeast."

"Old man, since we withdrew our troops from the Northeast...... No, to be precise, it should be from the moment we lost the war with Japan, and this group of Northeast people who love to classify others in their hearts have begun to realize that we are a group of beggars as you say. ”

"Shouldn't we teach them a lesson?"

"A lesson you'll never forget?"

"Of course."

"Go for it, it's time."

He walked out, like a brown bear in the Siberian snowfields, panting and grim-looking.

……

"The foreigner didn't come back?"

Sun Million listened to the reports of his subordinates in Huihai Tower, and frowned inexplicably.

He was sure that this woman had no one to know in Harbin, and he was sure that she could only rely on herself. However, when he clearly owed her a promise, why did this woman disappear?

Man, the most inscrutable in the world.

Sun Million didn't want to think about it, he had more important things to think about, that is, the conditions that the Japanese put forward for him in the special high school class.

When he walked into the gendarmerie, the Japanese were welcoming, and an officer took him on a tour of the gendarmerie's underground cells. Sun Million watched as a Japanese executioner nailed a bamboo stick into the fingers of an anti-Manchu anti-Japanese activist, causing the man to faint three times in a single torture time.

The Japanese explained, "The purpose of nailing a bamboo stick to a person's hand is not to lift the nails, but to cause a comminuted fracture of the finger through the action of 'nailing', which will cause a heart-piercing pain." ”

Sun Million watched the whole punishment without saying a word, and during the whole torture, the Japanese did not ask any questions about the anti-Manchu anti-Japanese element, but that person did not give any answer, so he ended everything very tacitly, leaving his head full of wails and the distorted face of the Japanese.

Subsequently, Sun Million was taken to the office of the special high section of the gendarmerie, where he could not see the section leader, but the group leader received him.

"You, designed the four tigers of the Xu family, I'm afraid it won't be long before Xu Damabang will send murderers into Harbin to kill you, what do you want us to do?"

This sentence asks whether you want to be a friend or an enemy of the Japanese, if it is a friend, they will solve this trouble, the enemy, I am afraid that they will tie you up and wait for Xu Damabang's people to come and light you with a sky lantern.

Sun Million gritted his teeth: "I need to think about it." ”

This is the first time he has said this sentence today, but for every subsequent exchange, he can only use this sentence to deal with.

"Yes, as long as you don't value your life, I don't have any opinion."

"By the way, what about the M1918?"

Sun Million didn't say anything.

"In three days you are going to put him on my desk, including all the bullets, and in the meantime I don't want to hear a second shot; When you bring the gun, it's a good idea to put everything you need to know about the gun, how to get in touch with them......"

The Japanese said very plainly, but suddenly slapped the table hard: "Within the control of the Japanese, we will never allow the appearance of any German guns and Soviet-style weapons!" ”

You really can't figure out which of his tendons didn't match correctly, so surprised.

"Let's go back."

When the last sentence is finished, people don't listen to your answer at all, and in the other party's heart, there is no difference between you answering and not answering.

Sun Million was stunned for a moment.

The Japanese raised his head and wondered, "Could it be that you have already thought about it?" That's good, tell me where Xu Ruifeng's anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese elements are. ”

"Goodbye." Sun Million turned around and left!

And the Japanese looked at his back with a grim smile, he knew that Sun Million would definitely come back.

At that time, the little thing in your stomach will be poured out, or you will be a corpse dead at the hands of the Red Party, the Comintern, and Xu Damabang.

……

Squeak.

When the knock on the door reappeared, Sibaozi went to open the door, and Bai Ling and the old smoker stood at the door one after the other, while looking at the chef in the courtyard in a daze.

"Why is she here!"

This was Bai Ling's first reaction, and then she quickly turned around and closed the door, and asked Xu Ruifeng, "What's going on!" ”

Without waiting for Xu Ruifeng to answer, Bai Ling opened his mouth again: "The gunshot in the city, it won't be you who did it again, right?" ”

Again!

Bai Ling quickly made Xu Ruifeng's gang crazy, it was the first time he brought such an underground worker who could be a demon, and these people seemed to feel uncomfortable for a day without causing trouble.

Glancing at the cook, Xu Ruifeng got up and let Bai Ling into the house, and after explaining everything clearly, he bowed his head for the first time and said: "I owe her a favor, do me a favor, send people out of Harbin, from today onwards, I will never cause any more trouble." ”

What else can he get into trouble?

Now that the gun is available, just wait for the news from the organization.

Bai Ling glanced out of the house: "I can't be the master." ”

This time, she rarely didn't talk to Xu Ruifeng and said: "You have to know that this is Harbin, not a crow's nest." ”

"Is there a way for number 94?"

"Lao Xu, No. 94 has a job at No. 94, if I report this matter to them, and they refuse on the grounds of 'too dangerous' or 'inconvenient', I hope you can be calm enough to understand?"

Xu Ruifeng nodded.

"Tell me what the hell is going on in the city today."

When Lao Xu described the matter in detail, the moment Bai Ling heard that M1918 was now in this courtyard, she looked at Xu Ruifeng.

Lao Xu immediately understood the other party's eyes and said, "You know that I won't force anyone, and ...... I will never allow you to tell anyone about this, I helped her leave Harbin, and it has nothing to do with anything. ”

"Where's the gun?" Bai Ling said righteously: "Let's do her such a big favor, let's borrow the gun and make the head office, right?" ”

"Isn't she going to stay away from the battlefield, and even if she needs weapons to defend herself along the way, isn't the Mosin Nagant you just bought enough? You don't need the M1918, do you? ”

Xu Ruifeng glared back at Bai Ling's remaining words at a glance: "Since you know that we can't go over to eat the neighbor's stew, then you have to understand that when people are eating, don't go to them through the courtyard wall." No matter how good other people's things are, what does it have to do with us? That old Maozi's hands are full of high-precision weapons, when we should use Hanyang to make them, don't we have to pour steel balls into them to kill people? ”

"I didn't mean that, besides, we don't talk next to each other."

"Why not next to each other? The chef is tired of killing, just like living a good life, but the reality made me get rid of the pastry shop, and let Sun Million give the foolish things without dividing, and now, you want to take advantage of me to beg you to do something, get the M1918 in the hands of others, if this is passed to the ears of other Maozi, who are we in the Northeast? ”

"Bai Ling, it's easy to talk about other things, this matter, there's nothing to talk about."

After speaking, Xu Ruifeng went out, walked to the chef, picked up the gun box and said, "Just stay here, everything is at ease." With that, he led the cook back to his room.