nucmednet Chapter 337: Murder and Arson, Gold Belt and Rich Reward
Chapter 337: Murder and Arson, Gold Belt and Rich Reward
The gang members' rampage lasted for a whole day and night, during which time many people who had been bullied by Fuso also bravely joined in. The entire Fuso Concession in Jinggang City was filled with blood and gore. The fire spread throughout the Fuso Concession like a ferocious beast. Later, in order to prevent the fire from spreading to other areas, the French Concession, which was closest to the Fuso Concession, had to organize a large number of people to put out the fire, and sent out its own gendarmerie to be on high alert at the junction.
To prevent irrational mobs from taking advantage of the chaos to rush into the French Concession and commit atrocities.
The Fuso Concession had already become a hell on earth at this time. Several middle-aged men in ordinary clothes were breaking into the home of one of the Fuso expatriates. The leading man was holding an extremely sharp hatchet in his hand, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was filled with an extremely shocking murderous intent.
"Hashimoto! You son of a bitch, get out here! I still remember that you took advantage of your Japanese identity to take my wife and kill my child, causing my family to be broken up. Today I'm here to take revenge!"
On the second floor of the house, a bloated Japanese man was shivering under the bed. His name was Hashimoto Motoyasu, an overseas Chinese who had crossed the ocean a long time ago and lived in the Fuso Concession in Jinggang City. He did some small business here and had a good relationship with Kawashima Ryo of the Black Dragon Society. Relying on this relationship, Hashimoto Motoyasu became arrogant and domineering and committed many heinous crimes.
The man who broke into his residence at this time was called Zhao Benlie, one of the small leaders of the Ma Gang. He was quite righteous on weekdays and had a good life. Until Hashimoto Motoyasu, a Japanese, intervened in Zhao Benlie's life because of his lust, causing Zhao Benlie's family to be broken up and his wife and children to be separated.
Zhao Benlie had long wanted to kill Hashimoto Motoyasu for revenge, but this man had been hiding in the concession and he could not find a suitable opportunity.
Now that he had encountered a godsend opportunity, how could Zhao Benlie miss it? He brought several brothers and attacked in a mighty force.
Just a quarter of an hour ago, Zhao Benlie had killed Hashimoto Motoyasu's servants and wife with a single knife. At this moment, the hatred in his heart was released. The pleasure that came from the bottom of his heart made Zhao Benlie eager to chop off Hashimoto Motoyasu's head to avenge his blood feud.
"Brother Lie! We found him. This guy was lying under the bed like a pug, and he almost slipped past our ears."
A sturdy man dragged Hashimoto Motoyasu out from under the bed like a chick and brought him in front of Zhao Benlie.
Zhao Benlie couldn't help but tremble all over at this moment, staring at Hashimoto Motoyasu in front of him with murderous intent.
"Old dog! I'm going to kill you today! To avenge my wife and children!"
Before Hashimoto Motoyasu could beg for mercy, Zhao Benlie swung the hatchet in his right hand and cut off Hashimoto Motoyasu's head with a clean and sharp blow.
"Brother Lie! This old guy has a lot of valuables hidden in his home. Do you want to take them away and let the brothers divide them among him?"
At this moment, Zhao Benlie, who had avenged his great hatred, had tears in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and shouted to the sky: "Bin'er, Bin'er's mother! Today, I finally avenged our Zhao family! I have no regrets in my death."
Zhao Benlie turned around and looked at his brother who was holding a wooden box as big as a human head with a greedy look on his face. He looked very happy and said seriously, "Pack up all the property of the Hashimoto family and burn down Hashimoto Motoyasu's house. But we cannot take these financial assets for ourselves. We have to hand them over to Councillor Su."
"I, Zhao Benlie, have no regrets in this life. I just want to join the army! I will fight for the rise of China with Councillor Su. When we get back, you can divide the one hundred dollars I put under the bed. Just consider it as a reward for the brothers. And tell the leader on the way that I, Zhao Benlie, will quit the Code Gang and join the army to serve my country!"
On Qiulin Street at the edge of the concession, in a small alley beside the road, a Japanese man with his family was hiding in the darkness, looking at the chaotic street with a worried look on his face.
The originally stable and affluent life suddenly changed at this moment. It was hard for anyone to accept the displacement and fear.
It was not until the late night that the Japanese man came out of the dark and damp alley, carrying a black leather suitcase, holding his wife in his left hand and his son in his right hand.
"Look, brothers! There are more Japanese devils!"
From the second floor of a building not far away, a loud shout broke the silence of the night. Dozens of gang members came over in a mighty force and surrounded the terrified Japanese family.
"Master Quan! I know this Japanese guy. He seems to be a military doctor of the Japanese military police! His name is Yasui!"
Zuo Xinquan waved his hand and said, "Councilman Su has ordered that no matter who they are, as long as they are from Japan, no one will be left alive!"
An Jing's legs went limp and he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy in a trembling voice in half-baked Japanese: "Please, let me go, I have never hurt any Chinese, I am innocent!"
"Aren't our overseas Chinese and students in Kyoto, Fuso, innocent? Have they ever hurt you Fuso people?"
"killed!"
Amidst the wailing and screaming, the three members of the Yasui family finally fell in a pool of blood.
During an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. Perhaps in the concession, there are some Japanese people like Yasui who have never harmed the Chinese or even had any malice towards the Chinese.
But in this special period, it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong. In other words, this is the long-accumulated hatred between the two nations that cannot be resolved.
"Governor, the Fusang Concession in Jinggang City is now in name only! According to incomplete statistics, almost none of the more than 30,000 people with Fusang identities who lived in the entire concession survived. The entire Fusang Concession has turned into a living hell, with corpses everywhere on the road. The property that our people have brought back from the Fusang Concession is worth at least 400 million dollars, according to preliminary estimates."
"Also, in the Shanghai Concession, the Fuso Marine Corps in Songhu Port attempted to dispatch troops at the first opportunity, but was beaten back by the Skull Division. Our coastal defense fortresses have also entered a state of full alert, ready to guard against the Fuso fleet at any time."
"The statistics from Shanghai haven't come out yet, but as the economic center of China, Shanghai's gains are probably no less than those from Beijing and Hong Kong, so we can be considered to have made a fortune."
Su Zhengyang sat at his desk, quietly drank a sip of hot tea, and slowly said, "As expected, killing people and setting fires brings gold belts, while repairing bridges and repairing roads leaves no corpses. All this money was extorted by these Fuso people from our land, and now it can be considered as returning it to its original owner."
"We'll give each of the gangs involved in organizing the riot 300,000 yuan as resettlement allowance. I heard that many of them were injured or killed in the conflict, so they must be properly resettled."
Fu Jiang frowned and said, "Governor, this time we are venting the anger of the entire Chinese nation. They all volunteered to help, and they also looted a lot of property from the concession. Why should we give them additional compensation?"
"We need to take a long-term view. They took advantage of us this time. If we need their help next time, will they be able to refuse so easily?"
"Yes, I understand."