The assassination that took place on the Tianchang Festival was considered by historians to be an absolute heavy blow to the Japanese army, and it delayed the Japanese invasion plan for at least five years. This was the short-lived prosperity of the following years. The period from 1927 to 1937 was called the golden decade of development of the Republic of China, which laid a solid economic foundation for the subsequent outbreak of a full-scale anti-Japanese war.

Of the three members of the North Korean Patriotic Organization who carried out the assassination at the time, two men and one woman were killed, and one was wounded and captured alive.

There was chaos in the entire Hongkou Park, and many wounded were transported to the Japanese military hospital by pallets on Pingliang Road.

The Liberty newspaper published headlines that day, commenting on the matter. “General Shirakawa, the commander-in-chief of the enemy invading Shanghai, was hit by several bullets in the explosion and was killed on the spot; Commander of the Third Fleet Nomura, Commander of the Ninth Division and other seven main officers were killed in Shanghai; Minister Shigemitsu, although To avoid tragic deaths, they are all crippled, and they have not yet awakened. In an instant, the solemn celebration party suddenly turned into a miserable temple of Yama, which truly declared the decline of Japanese imperialism.”

He Yang Zhenwu was furious and patted the newspaper on the table. “Check me thoroughly! All accomplices and behind-the-scenes leaders must be tried out.”

According to the information provided by Xu Xingcheng, they rushed to the Huang Mansion, but they were completely empty. Huang Xinghan and others evacuated long ago.

Hearing that Luo Fusheng was arrested on the spot, Lin Ruomeng got Lin Daoshan’s approval to go to Hong Gang to discuss how to rescue him, but Xu Xingcheng held him back.

“Lin Ruomeng, what are you doing!” He whispered against her ear. “If I hadn’t deliberately concealed your identity, you should have been arrested by the Japanese for torture and interrogation now! Don’t you rush to draw a line with him at this time, and you want to die?”

“It turned out to be you… Brother Godsend is monitoring me for you, and you revealed our plan to the Japanese!” Lin Ruomeng saw that his face changed from shame to righteousness.

“What about me? I’m here to protect you!”

“Thanks to you for passing the false news for us.” Lin Ruomeng put up a playful smile. “You said that if I let out the news and said that Commander Xu was a patriotic hero, he played an important role in this plan. What would His Highness Limoto think?”

“You!” Xu Xingcheng didn’t expect that they had left a post here, and wanted to drag him into the water. “You won’t hurt me like this.”

“Yes. I don’t want you to die now. But if you pull me again, maybe.”

Xu Xingcheng let go of his hand a little bit, he didn’t expect that Lin Ruomeng now was no longer the poor and cute little actor he had known. She also has a thunderous method not inferior to men to kill people.

Lin Qikai’s car drove to the door, and Lin Ruomeng got in the car without looking back.

When the brothers and sisters Lin Ruomeng rushed to Hong Mansion, they learned that Hong Zhengbao had already taken Luo Cheng and the Hong Gang children to the Japanese appointment.

“Not good!” Lin Qikai had a hunch that something would happen. “Ruomeng, get in the car!”

Luo Cheng drove the car and looked out the window alertly, with a worried expression. “Helper, this Japanese proposes to let you negotiate alone. It is obviously a banquet. Or should we go back and discuss the long-term plan?”

“In order not to drag us down, Floating Life voluntarily left the Hong Gang and stayed in the Red Maru Club to try his best. Now he is giving up his life for justice. How can I be a tortoise? If the Japanese wants my life in exchange for his life, give it to him. Hide. It’s useless.”

Hong Zhengbao sighed while looking at the street view outside the window. “What a great Shanghai Beach, there are foreigners all over the place, and we must not continue to accept it!”

“Yeah! We have all arranged in the periphery according to your instructions. If you go in for more than the agreed time, we will act immediately.”

Hong Zhengbao nodded, closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, gently tapping the window lattice with his finger, waiting.

The car drove into an alley, and suddenly a gun shot, Hong Zhengbao opened his eyes. “Who?”

“I don’t know. Let’s get out now!” Luo Cheng wanted to reverse the car. Hong Zhengbao stopped.

“Go ahead!”

“but……”

“Go ahead! I just want the Japanese to see, this warning can’t threaten us.”

Luo Cheng had to continue to accelerate.

Qian Kuohai’s muzzle was still smoking, Hu Qi retracted his head from the corner of the street, and looked at him anxiously. “Why did this Hong Bang master not return, but drove forward?”

“It’s a man.” Qian Kuohai smiled and shook his head. Luo Fusheng, your foster father is really difficult.

“Then what to do now?” Hu Qi asked.

“Let’s go.”

Hu Qi nodded and made a gesture to the surrounding men. When everyone saw Hong Zhengbao’s car parked at the agreed place, they quickly surrounded the past.

Hong Zhengbao sat in the car, the window was rolled down, and he watched vigilantly at the people of the Qinggang who had outflanked him. He pressed the gun on his waist forcefully. Opened the door and walked down.

Hong Zhengbao got off the station and settled, Qian Kuohai and Hu Qi had already walked in front of him.

“Old money, I haven’t dealt with it for some days. Last time the Fengtian Incident, you led the procession and uprising and burned the Great Smokehouse. Didn’t you expect to become a rung of the Japanese?”

Qian Kuohai raised his gun and pointed at Hong Zhengbao. “The march and the uprising is the righteousness of the country, and the grievances between us. There are no permanent enemies in this world, only permanent interests.”

“Qian Kuohai, the Qing Gang also has a good face in Shanghai. You must behave with a sense of measure, and you can’t be pricked by posterity!”

Qian Kuohai laughed loudly, then said in a low voice. “Helper Hong, you old bones that eat soft but not hard, don’t disappoint your son’s wish. You must live well to realize your ambition!”

Qian Kuohai deflected his gun, but if he disconnected the gun, the bullet hit the car door. Qian Kuohai and Hong Zhengbao met.

Hong Zhengbao was taken aback for a moment, and he immediately reacted and flew into the car. The door slammed shut, and the car started to move, rushing out of the enclosure, as if it was about to tear open a tear.

“Call me!” Qian Kuohai ordered.

Hu Qi led his men to shoot. The bullet flew frantically towards the Mercedes-Benz car, but almost every shot passed by the car.

[Before the Tianchang Festival, Luo Fusheng found Qian Kuohai. “After the assassination is completed, to force me to submit. The Japanese will definitely start with the people around me. With my adoptive father’s strong character, he will not listen to him when he is advised not to throw himself into a snare. So, the money will help you, please. When necessary, you perform plays in front of the Japanese to protect my foster father in secret.”

“I can promise you, is there any place where I need my help on the Tianchang Festival? After the operation is over, I can send someone to pick you up.”

Luo Fusheng waved his hand. “All I want is for them to catch me, better to kill me.”

Qian Kuohai changed his mind and thought of his intentions. “The Japanese torture room is hell.”

“If I don’t go to hell, whoever goes to hell. I was born in hell, so I think I’ll go home.” Luo Fusheng evoked his standard smirk, and at this juncture he still wanted to joke with him.

“Smelly boy, don’t speak big words.” Qian Kuohai patted him on the shoulder.

Luo Fusheng turned around and shook his arms, leaving him with a handsome back. 】

Luo Cheng asked in confusion as he drove through. “Helper, this bullet is a bit strange.”

Hong Zhengbao smiled comfortedly. “This old money! He and Luo Fusheng have colluded with him. He just abruptly fired his gun to remind me to go, and now he deliberately shot us away, let us go! Go ahead!”

Before Hong Zhengbao’s words fell, Luo Cheng slammed on the brakes, and Hong Zhengbao hit the front seat. “what happened?”

Hong Zhengbao raised his head and looked out, stunned.

Xu Xingcheng slumped back to the Xu mansion, and Hong Lan unexpectedly greeted him and took his arm. “I heard about the Tianchang Festival today on the radio. Uncle Lin, Ruomeng, and Brother Fusheng are okay?”

“Heh. Luo Fusheng is the only one you want to ask, right?” Xu Xingcheng showed a cruel smile on his face. “I’m telling you. He has something, very big. The Japanese torture methods are beyond your imagination.”

The muffled sound of the whip hitting the flesh, echoing in the empty and dark cell, made people tremble.

There was a pool of blood under Luo Fusheng, his clothes hung on his body like rags, his whole body was stained with black blood, and the wound was still bleeding. The hair clings to his face indiscriminately, covering most of his cheeks. He tilted his head weakly to the side, silent. Prior to this, he had already suffered two hours of torture without vomiting a word.

He was awakened by a basin of cold water mixed with salt. The granular salt clung to the wound, mixed with blood and water, into the open flesh and blood. Luo Fusheng was trembling all over. He Yang Zhenwu didn’t know when he came, and sat on the chair in front of him.

“Boss He, I missed you.” Luo Fusheng sneered at him with wet hair on his face.

Before he could finish his words, a guard-looking man next to him stepped forward and kicked his belly hard. His painful body instinctively nestled back, a bloody smell came in his mouth, and he swallowed again.

“Boy, I advise you to speak with respect. If you can answer my questions well, you can still suffer less from the flesh. I promise to make you die happy. Otherwise…” He Yang Zhenwu’s mouth was slain. Smile.

“What do you want me to say? How did those war criminals become dead dogs under my gun?”

He Yang Zhenwu covered his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, and shook his head. “It seems that you still haven’t figured out how to talk to me. Go on!”

The subordinates picked up the red triangle iron that was burnt on their hands and printed them on Luo Fusheng’s chest.

“Hmm.” He snorted, trying to struggle, his hands and feet clattering on the chains. The icy chain clenched his wrists and ankles.

“His…” There was a scorching smell in the breath, until the red iron block turned into ashes, and then let go. “How? Did you say it? Who are your accomplices? Where are they now? Who planned this assassination?”

Luo Fusheng’s head was on one side, and it took a long time to get over. “only me……”

He Yang Zhenwu frowned dissatisfied. “Do you think our torture instruments are too pediatric? Luo Fusheng, have you heard of Unit 731?”

Someone handed over a syringe, and a light yellow oily substance suspended in the needle tube with the word 731 mixed with a little crystalline powder. The injection of this medicine can cause hallucinations. If the dose is too high, symptoms such as headache, high fever, high nerve sensitivity, and infinite enlargement of the senses will occur. At this time, even if he breathed a little harder into his skin, it could make him feel like he was peeling off a layer of skin. It was the most advanced torture drug of the Japanese army.

The medicine in the needle was slowly pushed into Luo Fusheng’s arm. With the onset of the medicine’s effect, his drowsy mind was suddenly strongly stimulated. He suddenly raised his head and his eyes widened.

Some memories from small to large appear in disarray. The body and soul seem to be split into two parts, the awake half is suspended in the air, and the half that is sinking is deep in the hallucinations, so real hallucinations, as if everything is happening in front of the eyes.

“What did you see? Tell me.” He Yang Zhenwu stepped closer to Luo Fusheng on the torture frame.

“Father… don’t leave me.” His throat was sobbing low, like an abandoned child.

In front of him was the scene where his father fell to the ground and died in front of him.

He Yang Zhenwu knew that the effects of the medicine had begun to affect his central nervous system, so he followed him with a soft tone to coax. “Don’t be afraid. No one will hurt you. As long as you are obedient. Who made you come?”

“Yes…yes…” Lin Ruomeng’s name was already on the tip of his tongue, and he was about to say it. The last trace of clarity that was not lost made Luo Fusheng bite the tip of his tongue. A string of blood beads quickly emerged from the tip of the tongue, and the soul seemed to finally return to its place in the pain, and the eyes were clearer. “I… won’t be fooled by you.”

Knowing that he broke through the control of the drug’s effect, he could not obtain information. He Yang Zhenwu became angry from embarrassment. “You asked for it!”

He Yang Zhenwu drew an inch-long silver needle from the full table of torture instruments, picked up Luo Fusheng’s tied right hand, and looked at his fingers left and right. “What beautiful fingers~ these hands would be so beautiful if they were used to play the piano. What a pity.”

After speaking, his eyes drenched. The silver needle was accurately inserted into Luo Fusheng’s middle finger. With ten fingers connected to the heart, coupled with the effect of the medicine, Luo Fusheng seemed to feel that a sledgehammer fell. He trembled and let out a short scream, his whole body was wet with cold sweat.

Middle finger, index finger, and tail finger one after another. Soon, Luo Fusheng’s ten fingers were filled with poisoned silver needles.

His fingers were blue and purple, his fingertips were bloodstained, and his nails horribly curled up, and blood was gurgling outward from the tiny blood holes, and the blood dripped to the ground along his slender fingers.

Luo Fusheng stubbornly refused to speak again, letting them play around. Crush the silver teeth and swallow them with blood.

He Yang Zhenwu believes in sticks and never hits hard bones constantly. “Keep playing with me! Watch him, don’t let him commit suicide. Luo Fusheng, as long as you confess your accomplices, you don’t need to suffer such torture. I can let you go anytime. Think about it yourself!”

“Come here…” Luo Fu was angry as if going to the air, as if he was about to die at any time.

Excitement appeared in He Yang Zhenwu’s eyes, and he moved his ear closer. I only heard Luo Fusheng say in his ear: “If you are dead, just ask Shirakawa Yoshitami. Haha.” There was an indescribable mockery.

“You!! Do you think I can catch you, really dare not kill you?” He Yang Zhenwu wanted to draw his gun, but was stopped by the people around him. “My lord, no! He was deliberately stimulating you to kill him. Don’t be fooled by him!”

“You can catch me because… I want you to catch it. You are stupid than I thought…” Luo Fusheng drew his trademark smirk with difficulty.