At the beginning, the British, who were proud of their identity, were still protesting, but as a result, they opened their mouths and met either military boots or gun butts.

After knocking out a few teeth and discounting the bridge of the nose of a few Brits, no one dared to speak up anymore.

At the feet of a Japanese officer, there was a British seven-seven, a sniper scope, a grenade, and a wet overcoat.

The Japanese soldiers were like driving a flock of sheep, driving people one by one, and came up to identify them.

But hundreds of people have read them all, and no one has admitted that anyone has seen these things.

The Japanese thought that the British were dishonest, and it was another meal of military boots and gun butts, plus intimidation......

Yifeng Building has become a mess, but Fang Buwei is secretly refreshed.

Let's make trouble, let's make trouble, none of them are good......

The entire Yifeng Building is actually tired of the blood, tears and bones of the Chinese.

Fang Buwei never forgot that Abraham, the richest man in Shanghai, became rich by smuggling opium to China......

Fang Buwei listened to the movement in the eavesdropper as if listening to a play, and unconsciously walked to the South Tibet Road in the French Concession.

It's getting dark, and the neon lights of the Great World Club are already lighting up most of the street.

He walked slowly.

The waiter at the door looked at him steadily.

It's not that I didn't come here in a robe to have fun, but it's rare to see this kind of bookish person, who looks like an old pedant.

Fang Buwei's makeup skills are becoming more and more sophisticated, and the literati atmosphere on his body is very strong, so the waiter is very novel.

"How many gentlemen?" The newspaper clerk asked politely.

"One!" Fang is not a warm voice and warm air return.

"What floor does the gentleman think of?"

"Just the first floor, listen to the songs, dance and ......"

The waiter subconsciously glanced at Fang Buwei's robe.

At first glance, it was a stall, but I didn't expect it to be rich?

If you wear this to dance, I don't know if you will trip.

The waiter laughed in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and politely led the way: "Sir, please!" ”

"No need, I'll go in by myself!" Fang Buwei replied in a suppressed voice, and with another flick of his fingers, a coin flew towards the waiter.

"You're rewarded!"

The waiter quickly took it into his hand, and when he looked at it, it was ten cents, which was worth his salary.

"Mr. Xie!" The waiter sang aloud.

This is a secret message to the companions inside: it is a good money......

The first floor is the dance hall, and at the front is a stage, which is used to perform songs and dances, mixed with some magic and acrobatics.

In the middle is a huge dance floor with a few sofas scattered around.

The performance has not yet begun, there is no music for the time being, and the lights in the ballroom are all on, and the hall is very bright.

There were already quite a few guests entering the venue, some three or five, some seven or eight, talking and laughing together.

Heavy makeup, light makeup, tall makeup, or small makeup...... Countless dancers, affectionately walking around the private seats, hoping that a guest would pick her.

Dancers earn a lot of money, which is one of the reasons why the dance hall is not low.

Among them, there are quite a few foreign women.

In Shanghai, the White Russian dancers are also famous.

Fang Buwei looked at the scene in front of him with interest.

After he killed Lu Ying, the big world was sealed for a few days, and I don't know how Huang Jinrong made sense of the Japanese, or who he found, and opened his doors again.

The reason why he came here was to see how hard the Japanese searched.

If you can search here, it means that the public concession has been surrounded, and the Japanese are determined to tear their faces this time, so they don't have to make up their minds anymore, find a way to find a boat, and go to Nantong obediently.

As soon as Fang Buwei entered the door, a waiter came up to greet him.

"Alone, find a quiet place, take a bottle of Changyu, and ask for sweet ......"

Fang Buwei was impatient to be asked over and over again, and said directly.

In a quieter place, there are only window positions on the left and right sides.

The waiter led Fang Buwei and tried to find a position that was not only by the window, but also able to see the stage clearly.

Within a minute, the wine was also served.

"Two dollars, or sixty shill......ings," said the waiter, politely.

Fang is not secretly speechless: it is not ordinary black.

According to the current price, one dollar far exceeds the purchasing power of 1,000 yuan in later generations, and such a bottle of wine will be sold for more than 2,000?

Of course, in later generations, hundreds of thousands of bottles of wine, Fang Buwei is not unheard of, the key is that such a bottle, the commercial houses on the street only sell for ten cents, and in the big world, it has increased by twenty times......

Sure enough, it was a gold hole.

Fang Buwei shook his head secretly, took out two dollars, and didn't forget to tip the waiter.

The wine is very sweet, and the sweetness is a little sloppy, but it is not for the relish of drinking.

At least the original, not mixed with water.

Seven or eight dancing girls came to talk to him, but they were all driven away by Fang Buwei.

After about half an hour, the music started and the opening dance began on stage.

In later generations, the grass stage team that ran the countryside was disdainful of the Yan dance, but here there was continuous applause, whistles, and screams one after another.

Calculate the time, it should be about the same, right?

Fang did not open the system for that.

Listening to the movement in the eavesdropper, Fang Bu was happy in his heart and put down his wine glass.

The Japanese actually withdrew their troops?

Listen carefully, the U.S. Minister to China, Nelson Jensen, went directly to the Yifeng Building.

The Japanese could not be so presumptuous with the British Embassy, but they would not dare to be so presumptuous with an American ambassador like Jensen.

Not only did the Japanese soldiers in the Yifeng Building withdraw, but even the gendarmerie that was searching for them in the British Concession and the Japanese warships that had pulled nets on the Huangpu River all withdrew.

Fang Buwei looked at the time, and now two hours had passed since he assassinated Fu Xiao'an.

The U.S. Embassy is on the Bund, even if it's a few minutes' walk to Yifeng Tower.

Even if Ambassador Jensen was not at the embassy at the time, as long as he was in Shanghai, it would not take him so long to get there.

It seems that in the space of these two hours, Ambassador Jensen has already colluded with the United States, and the US Congress must have protested to Japan, otherwise the Japanese would not have been so quick to threaten.

Jensen is still very good.

Fang Buwei had never seen this old man.

A few months ago, he just arrived in Shanghai, and in order to open up the situation and give himself an extra background identity, he donated several thousand dollars to the U.S. Embassy for renovations.

Jensen was in Shanghai at the time, and he personally came out to meet Fang Buwei, and then when Fang Buwei was deceived by Huang Jinrong to accept the investigation of Akagi's relatives, Jensen didn't ask why, and first sent him a diplomatic attaché to the platform.

Therefore, it also made Akagi Qinyuki and Nakamura have more concerns about him, and slowed down the plan to lure him down, so that Fang Buwei had more time to do so many things.

Speaking of which, Fang Buwei also has to thank Jensen......

Fang Buwei picked up the wine glass and took a sip with satisfaction.

It's safe for the time being, and I'm back to making trouble......

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