Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 334: The Chaos in Jinggang City and Breaking into the Fuso Concession

At the same time, the Fuso Concession in Beijing-Hong Kong City was the largest and most prosperous of the four concessions in modern China.

The headquarters of Ito Chamber of Commerce, which once funded and supported Pang Jinghong, is located in Jinggang. In 1903, when the Jinggang City Concession was officially established, it covered an area of ​​2150 acres. It faces the Haihe River to the east and Qiushan Road to the southeast, connecting with the French Concession.

In the huge Fuso Concession in Beijing and Hong Kong, there lived more than 30,000 Fuso people, including businessmen, expatriates, geishas, ​​and people of all kinds of identities.

Early in the morning, disciples of the Hongmen branch gang, led by the Hongyi Gang, rushed into the Fuso Concession in a mighty force and headed straight for the Fuso Consulate.

At this time, Watanabe No, the Fuso consul in Jinggang City, had just woken up from his sleep with his concubine in his arms.

Due to the special nature of the Fuso Concession in Jinggang City, the Fuso gendarmerie at the headquarters of the Military Officers' Association in Jinggang City is responsible for guarding its security. Not far from the gendarmerie, there is also a Fuso infantry regiment stationed with a total strength of more than 5,000 people. Its combat effectiveness is no different from the main force of a Class B division.

The Fuso people have always been notorious for their arrogance and domineering behavior in Jinggang City. The Fuso troops stationed in Jinggang City have become their confidence and support, causing the entire Fuso Concession area to become a restricted area for the Chinese. The headquarters of the Fuso Black Dragon Society in China is also located in the concession, and is only across the street from the Fuso Consulate, facing each other from a distance.

Tens of thousands of gang members formed a long queue and poured into Qiuyun Road where the consulate was located from Liuli Street on the north. The gang members walking in the front held a long white banner with red ink writing on it: Justice for the overseas Chinese and international students who were brutally killed by Fuso.

Hongyi's leader Zuo Xinquan walked at the front of the team, and beside him were Yu Zili, one of the leaders of the Hongmen in Jinggang City, and Du Kui, the leader of the Coachmen's Association. These people were all well-known bigwigs in the entire Jinggang underworld. As soon as the team of more than 10,000 people poured into Qiuyun Road, they were blocked by the consulate guards.

"What are you doing here? This is the Fusang Concession. It's not your turn to run wild here. Get out of here now, or we'll shoot!"

The captain of the guard, Ono Zaizhong, led hundreds of fully armed guard soldiers and did not take Zuo Xinquan and others seriously at all.

In his opinion, these gang members were of extremely low status and did not even have the qualifications to have an equal dialogue with him.

Zuo Xinquan stepped forward and said coldly, "I need you to give a reasonable explanation for the killing of overseas Chinese in Fusang Kyoto!"

Ono Zaizhong was slightly startled, then sneered: "Are you qualified to ask the Fusang Empire to give an explanation? You are so wishful thinking. Get out of the Fusang Concession! Otherwise, I will be rude to you."

"Kill him! Kill these Fuso devils!"

"Fuck you, your Kwantung Army has been beaten to a pulp by Councillor Su, and this bastard still dares to be so arrogant!"

"If you have the guts, just shoot. There are tens of thousands of people here. I wonder how many you can kill!"

The gang members present were very excited. They kept retreating forward with their chests puffed out. The dense crowd made Ono Zaizhong's scalp tingle.

Even if he ordered the shooting and killed a group of people, it might not be able to intimidate so many strong men. Once a complete quarrel broke out and a conflict broke out, the guards present would probably be torn to pieces alive.

"Tanaka! Go back to the consulate quickly and tell the consul what's going on here. Have the military police and the concession security team come to support us! These Chinese are going to create a large-scale conflict!"

"Hai!"

Deputy Captain Tanaka immediately ran towards the consulate, while the remaining Fuso guards, under the pressure of the crowd, held weapons in their hands, sweating profusely, and kept retreating.

"What? What did you say? How dare these damned Japanese people openly cause trouble in the concession? What is Ono doing? Why don't you kick them out?"

The Consul of Jinggang City, Saito Harayama, was furious and slammed his desk in disbelief. In his opinion, these lowly Chinese people only deserved to be bullied and only deserved to kneel down to talk to the great Fuso Empire. They actually dared to openly organize a large number of people to enter the concession to cause trouble, which was simply outrageous.

"Mr. Consul, there are too many of them. If a conflict breaks out, Captain Ono is worried that your personal safety will be threatened."

"I will call the Military Control Commission right now and have them bring troops to suppress these Chinese rioters! You will immediately go to the Black Dragon Society headquarters across the street and have Kawashima Ling organize some people to stop these rioters for me!"

"Hai!"

As time went by, the consulate guards had reached a point where they had no way to retreat. Behind them was the gate of the Fuso Consulate in Jinggang City. Looking around, these gang disciples had blocked the entire Qiuyun Road. The crowd was endless, and the eyes of these strong men revealed a flame of anger that was almost ready to devour anyone. Ono Zaizhong had a feeling that if he dared to order the shooting, he would be torn to pieces by the crowd in the next second.

Tanaka ran out of the consulate with sweat all over his forehead, looking at the scene in front of him and feeling extremely anxious, because the road was completely blocked and it was impossible for him to go to the Black Dragon Society headquarters to call for help.

Fortunately, a large number of Black Dragon Society members in the Black Dragon Society headquarters across the street had already discovered something was wrong. Kawashima Ling, the branch president and known as the third best master in Fuso, rushed out of the headquarters with hundreds of Black Dragon Society members wearing kimonos and wooden clogs, shouting, "Damn Chinese pigs! Get out of the Fuso Concession!"

But obviously, Kawashima Ryo and others who did not have guns in their hands were not as intimidating as the fully armed Fuso guards.

As soon as Kawashima Ling finished speaking, an angry shout was heard: "These Fuso dogs called us pigs, kill them!"

Hundreds of gang members crowded on the street in front of the Black Dragon Society's headquarters, immediately took out the weapons hidden under their coats with ferocious faces, axes, hammers, sticks, and all kinds of weapons, and rushed towards the Black Dragon Society members with shouting.

Are you kidding? There are so many people here, one person's spit can drown you. You don't even have a gun, and you dare to shout at this time. I will beat you up and retrain you. When will you do that?

Kawashima drew out the sharp samurai sword from his waist with a clang, and said gloomily: "Kill these Chinese pigs and let them know what the samurai spirit is."

As soon as Kawashima Ling finished speaking, dozens of sharp axes flew towards him.

"This despicable person who has no moral principles of martial arts actually used a hidden weapon!"

The remaining gang disciples followed suit and used their weapons as long-range attack weapons, throwing them at the Black Dragon Society members. As the so-called third best master in Fuso, Kawashima Ryo's skills were considered very impressive, but he could not withstand the countless weapons flying towards him.

In just a moment, after Kawashima Ryo barely managed to deflect a dozen hidden weapons with his samurai sword, he was hit directly on the calf by a short axe. He immediately fell to the ground. The members of the Black Dragon Society behind him were even worse off and had already been chopped to pieces.

"Kill them! Go ahead!"

Kawashima Ling felt a black screen before his eyes, and a burly man weighing two hundred pounds suddenly pounced on him and strangled his neck tightly. In less than half a quarter of an hour, these Black Dragon Society members were completely submerged in the crowd and beaten into a pool of torn meat.