Chapter 37 In the Northeast, there are still people who are not afraid of the Japanese!
It's not Xu Ruifeng's goods this time, it's really not.
At night, the guests in front of Huihai Building were scattered, and this restaurant, which was not booming, had reached the time to close.
At this moment, three men in suits appeared on the street at the corner, and after these three people got out of the small alley, they walked towards Huihailou with their shoulder bags under their armpits.
Xiao Fei on the first floor of Huihai Building has been very angry recently, he is only twenty-six or seventeen years old, he has already taken on the arms transaction under Sun Million, from bandits to small households that think of the stove, all of them are 'Fei Ge, Fei Ge', and his status under Sun Million is also increasing day by day, and now, he is telling his brothers about the danger of that day in the cold storage.
"To say that day, we can be said to be in the limelight, Beiman sat on the ground artillery Xu Ruifeng, our Haierbin arms master Mr. Zhong, and the four tigers of the Xu family appeared one after another, what kind of scene is this, this is equivalent to the group of immortals slaying demons in the "Legend of Shushan Swordsmen" by the lord of Huanzhu Building, and it is a big scene in our Harbin rivers and lakes."
"And in the end?"
"It's still our lord who wins!"
"Xu Fu, the boss of the Xu family, was killed by a shot, the third and fourth were stabbed to death by me, Xu Ruifeng turned around and left when he saw that things were not good, and Mr. Zhong didn't even dare to let out a fart when he saw that we rushed their wool goods with German goods."
"How many years has this been?"
"Our lord is only in Harbin, on the way, you have to respond to Mr. Chengzhong and the police station, and you have to treat all kinds of handmaidens and cross-river dragons, if there is no forbearance of our lord, can we have a day in Harbin?"
He was talking in the vernacular, and a figure was covering his head, obscuring the light.
Xiao Fei's eyes darkened, and he didn't reply: "Pay the money to find the shopkeeper, whose businessman is so procrastinating, and he only comes to pay the money when it gets dark?" ”
He thought he was here to pay the protection fee, but when he turned around, a foreigner stood in front of him, as cold as a snow-covered mountain outside Harbin in winter.
"Maozi?"
Xiao Fei didn't wait for a reaction, and asked in blunt Chinese: "Sun Million, is it upstairs?" ”
At this time, more than a dozen hooligans and gangsters began to lean into the middle from the corner of the first floor, and one by one lifted the placket of their clothes, revealing the dagger pinned to their waists.
"You...... What do you mean? ”
The tall foreigner looked upstairs and said, "Take me up, Mr. Zhong will let us bring a message to Sun Million." ”
Xiao Fei also stood up, and asked in a daze: "What if I don't bring it?" ”
The foreigner suddenly raised his free arm, clasped it on Xiao Fei's face, and then pressed it to the dining table behind him.
The legs of the table collapsed directly, and the entire table fell to one side along with Xiao Fei's body.
Xiao Fei, who was slammed into the corner of the table with his head, didn't even have time to react, so he fell to the ground, lying on the ground and convulsing constantly, and he didn't know which cranial nerve in his head he had broken.
"Phineas!"
The thug behind Xiao Fei directly pulled out the dagger, pounced on it with a knife, and stabbed it in the front heart of the foreigner.
The foreigner used the bag under his armpit to block his chest, and the sound of 'ding' was crisp like a dagger piercing steel, and then, he held the gangster's knife hand with his left hand, and pinched the opponent's neck with his right hand, and lifted a big living person with force, and let the kid keep stepping on his feet in the air and said: "I! Want! See! Grandchild! Hundred! Ten thousand! ”
When the words fell, the person was also thrown down by him, and the thug smashed his back directly on the ground, stunned to fall on his back.
"Brothers, fight with him!"
"Fight!"
A dagger was revealed, and how many of these gangsters walked the streets and alleys without a guy on them. Looking at the foreigner again, he threw the satchel behind him and was caught by another hair, and then pulled out a knife at his ankle.
It was a short, processed blade with a triangular blade with blood grooves on three sides, a very small grip behind the blade that could barely be grasped, and a ring next to the grip. If this is seen by a discerning person who understands weapons, I am afraid that it is Mosin Nagant's bayonet at a glance, and if he pierces it into it, it will be a bloody hole that cannot be sewn up.
Maozi padded the knife in his hand, lowered his body like a brown bear in the forest, and shouted, "Ula! ”
rushed through the crowd.
One person, carrying a knife, rushed towards more than a dozen people, and he was still violent, and this scene was very rare in the rivers and lakes.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Stab him!"
This group of hooligans completely stopped, and they all held daggers in their hands and lowered their bodies around Maozi's side.
The problem is, this is a restaurant!
The restaurant is full of tables, chairs and benches, and the lines that can make these people besiege are all very narrow, not to mention that Mao Zi doesn't have to worry about behind him, after all, there are two other people standing behind him, in this case, a person faces a dozen people in the frontal tough situation, and he has changed his appearance.
A gangster quietly stepped on the table and rushed to Maozi, and just walked in front of Maozi during the stride, the three, ridge, army, and thorn in Maozi's hand pierced directly.
The pitch-black thorn pierced the gangster's calf, and when he fell under the pain, Mao Zi took out the black and bright black blood-stained military thorn under the light and sent it into the gangster's body with a backhand, and kicked the table down without looking at where it was rooted, forming a shield for the front.
How ruthless.
In the blink of an eye, the hair of the three lying down seemed to have just become excited, and he was still laughing with a dagger in his hand, as if the smell of blood that was filling his eyes stimulated him, and all the depressions on that face had a terrifying shadow.
The gangsters were a little timid, and they were pressed into the safety zone that the two sides could not hit with one blow, and they were unwilling to move forward even an inch of distance, no matter how crowded the crowd behind them was, they all trampled on the ground.
Mao Zi said to Sun Million's subordinates: "This is the rivers and lakes of you Chinese? ”
"Why doesn't it give me the feeling of being as drunk as the drunks in the snowy regions of Siberia who drink too much in the taverns?!"
This sentence completely aroused the anger of all the hooligans, and one of the hooligans shook his nose and scolded: "I will especially tie you back to Maozi Country." Rushing up, the two of them stabbed each other in the neck with a dagger.
Just as Mao Zi was dodging sideways, another hooligan next to him rushed over while he was not paying attention, raised his knife in his hand, and stabbed Mao Zi under the ribs with a dagger.
If this were not Harbin and the location of the Japanese Heilongjiang Army Headquarters, it is estimated that the gunfire would have been the same as that of Beiman.
Mao Zi has rich combat experience, and with his free hand, he pulled from front to back, deflected the dagger that stabbed him under his armpit, and then sideways dodged the tip of the knife that stabbed between his neck, and after letting the tip of the knife rub against the Adam's apple and leave a blood mark, he turned around - poof.
The third thug stuck the dagger in his back and into the waist.
This time, it was really pierced into it, and it was not fake at all.
You must know that behind the human body is a thin layer of flesh, even if the muscles are strong, it is the weakest place, and how many manslaughters originate from the back attack!
Well!
Mao Zi snorted coldly, he didn't dare to move, knowing that this movement would cause the dagger to deviate, expanding the wound on his back and causing the blood to flow nonstop. This Mao Zi stabbed the army in his hand upside down, didn't look behind him at all, and stabbed the general back with his hand just by the position of the knife, until the feeling of piercing the flesh came from the military stab, and there was a shout of 'Mom' in his ears, and the dagger pierced in the back of the waist was loosened, and he turned his head.
In the back, the gangster who had used a dagger to sneak attack was pierced into the arm by this backstab, and penetrated the lower abdomen, and let go of the dagger in pain. When Mao Zi pulled the dagger out, a stream of blood splattered out of his wound, causing him to squat down holding his stomach.
And Mao Zi was stunned and waited for a breath before he lowered his head and looked at his lower abdomen, although the tip of the dagger did not pierce the abdominal cavity, it still made his lower abdomen in front of him feel the scratching sensation of the tip of the knife, which shows how terrible the depth of the dagger behind him is.
"You bastards, I'm going to kill you all!"
Mao Zi was angry, his first reaction was not to find a place to treat his injuries, but to kill all the people in front of him, this fierceness is by no means something that can be performed casually.
Bang!
At the same time, a gunshot at the staircase on the second floor shocked everyone, and when the gangsters and foreigners downstairs looked up at the same time, Sun Million was walking downstairs step by step with a Colt in his hand.
Click.
The other two Maozi were not idle when they heard the gunshots, and they reached into the package one after another, and took out two guns, which were not made in the Soviet Union, but German MP36s. Manufactured by the Elma Arsenal in Germany, this charge, striker, and gun opens a new chapter in fully automatic firearms, with a shorter shape, higher rate of fire, and a lightweight carrying mode that makes heavy machine guns unmatched. At the same time, its inspiring continuity is beyond the reach of fully automatic pistols and rifles in this era, and once it was launched, it was almost the world's secret service organizations, and it was favored by the military.
Obviously, this group of hairy people came prepared.
"Mr. Zhong wants to find me, why bother so much?"
Seeing the two rushes, fronts, and guns, Sun Million was also stunned, he knew that Mr. Zhong would definitely be unwilling to get out of control, but he joined the gendarmerie that day and now came out unharmed, he didn't believe that Mr. Zhong didn't know, could it be that the other party was not afraid to force himself to be anxious, and turned around and defected to the Japanese?
As soon as Mao Zi saw Sun Million, he gritted his teeth and endured the knife wound on his back and reined in fierceness: "Mr. Zhong asked me to bring you a message." ”
Sun Million: "I'm listening. ”
Mao Zi walked out of the crowd without fear, picked up his own package from the ground and put the general's thorn back, and also took out an MP36 rush, feng, and gun, three people, three rushes, fronts, and guns, aimed at all the gangsters in Huihailou.
"Shoot!"
Dada!
Dada!
Dada!
The three guns fired at the same time, and the powerful firepower instantly brought down all the thugs in the room, and the whole room was strafed with flesh and blood, and wooden holes were splashed.
When the gunshots fell, Mao Zi, who was the leader, said to Sun Wanwan, who was pale: "I brought the words, whether you can listen to them or not is your business." With that, they turned and left!