Chapter 569: A Hole in the Sky!

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After the Japanese gendarmerie was uprooted by Du Haisheng's bloodless blade, it completely disappeared.

As a person reborn in the 21st century, Du Haisheng naturally knows how serious the destruction of opium on the human spirit is, and it will even completely destroy a nation.

Later, he, together with the Shanghai police and the municipal government, conducted an inventory of all the tobacco companies in Shanghai, and even issued an announcement that he was no longer allowed to engage in any opium business.

Although it has a great impact on some gangsters and bigwigs who make a living by doing these businesses, it seems calm under his strength.

In particular, the Youth Gang, the Axe Gang, the Huren Gang, Liu Tianyu, etc. have successively stood up to support the decision of the municipal government, which makes those who are dissatisfied have nothing to say.

Before that, in addition to the British, the Japanese also occupied a large part of the tobacco business in Shanghai. Because of the destruction of the Japanese gendarmerie, these people had no backer in Shanghai Beach and retreated.

Some Japanese dojos and martial arts halls are also closed. Except for a few Japanese stores, there are almost no Japanese shops and businesses in Shanghai.

To prevent Wei Du Jian and Du Haisheng doing this is also worried that once there are Japanese intelligence personnel among these people, the control of the whole city of Shanghai will be a great hidden danger in the future.

As for other rentals, he doesn't bother to pay attention to them. On the contrary, those who renters have also changed their attitude greatly and no longer dare to discriminate against Chinese people.

At this moment, the people in Shanghai also really realized the fair treatment they deserve as masters.

Xu Yuncai's matter has been satisfactorily resolved. Lin Tianxu and Wang Jiadong, in Du Haisheng's eyes, are like bereaved dogs, and there is no meaning to keep them, so the police station will deal with it by themselves.

Zhou Wenshan is so shrewd. Although Du Haisheng asked him to deal with it by himself, he also knew the meaning of it. In the early morning of one day, the two secretly executed the shooting in the suburbs of Shanghai Beach.

These two people also kill themselves for many injustices, and they are self-inflicted.

What's more tragic is that after the two people were shot, the bodies were not claimed. It is said that two bodies were found when someone passed by the suburbs, which had been bitten by wild dogs.

Although the destruction of the Japanese gendarmerie caused a huge sensation at that time, the Republic of China and Japan almost fought.

But after all, it has calmed down. As for Japan, Du Haisheng can't take care of it.

The Eight Iron Eagles and the Thirteen Taibao were more or less injured on that day. After the injury was completely rejurected, Du Haisheng did not have any substantive work except to let them go to the dock and take a look at the major shops.

Du's Apartment.

Du Haisheng put down the newspaper in his hand, took a deep breath, and looked sad.

What he was worried about finally happened. There was a catastrophe across the country. This autumn, there were many crops without harvest, the displaced people broke out again, and the number of refugees fleeing the famine increased again.

Du Haisheng knows that this famine is afraid that his ability is really limited, and he can only rely on other governments to maintain it.

After all, he is just a person, not a god. God doesn't rain, and locusts are rampant in the house. He has no choice. The only thing he can do is to suppress the price of grain as much as possible.

After thinking for a moment, I wrote four letters, and then gave them to Liu's mother.

One of these four letters was sent to the Nanjing Presidential Palace, one to the Wuhan government, one to Yuhang Xu Biyi, and one to his father-in-law, Fu Zihao.

This is the biggest limit he can do!

Those refugees are all his compatriots. He can't bear to see these people fall in front of his eyes because of the disaster.

Du Haisheng, who was extremely depressed, took a coat, left Du's apartment, and went straight to the headquarters of the five-person arms manufacturing company.

Recently, all kinds of weapons have reached the final stage of attack, and there can be no wings.

When passing Jinhua Road, Du Haisheng inadvertently looked outside, a hole in the Tianchao.

He smiled unconsciously. Isn't this the place where Ma Yongzhen was assassinated as he knew? If it hadn't been for your own appearance, would all this happen again and be staged according to the trajectory of history?

Suddenly, he found that his appearance had changed too much of history.

Especially the destruction of the Japanese gendarmerie and the control of Shanghai City are far from the track of history. He is not clear whether all this is good or bad.

"Stop!"

Du Haisheng suddenly became interested and wanted to sit in the teahouse. After ordering the driver to stop, he came down by himself and walked in slowly.

From the outside, there is nothing special. In the era of the Republic of China, teahouses, like restaurants, are places where people chat. Here, you can hear gossip and news about various aspects.

All kinds of rumors and versions can be heard.

For Du Haisheng, he is not used to drinking tea. Especially in such a place, it is better to make a cup of fragrance and taste it quietly in his home.

When there are too many people, they seem to be noisy and can't taste the taste of tea.

"Master, have some tea!"

Du Haisheng went in. Xiao Er's eyes were sharp. Seeing that there was a guest, he hurried forward to greet him.

Because it is afternoon time, most of the people who have nothing to do at this time are working, and there are not many people who come to drink tea. The second children in several shops are also drowsy, holding their heads one by one.

The man stretched out his waist. Although he looked a little sleepy, his attitude was still very respectful.

"Natural!"

Du Haisheng nodded and looked around. There were only three people on the first floor of the whole teahouse. At first glance, the people on these three tables were all the kind of people with status.

"Can there be an elegant room on the second floor?"

After watching for a moment, Du Haisheng also asked with courtesy.

"Yes, please!"

When the man saw the dragon and tiger in front of him, he was handsome and had an indescribable majesty under his body. He guessed in his heart that he must be a big man. Naturally, he did not dare to offend him and accompanied him with a smile all the time.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in silk, about 45 years old, came out of the back room. He looked up at the young man who had just come in, but his facial expression suddenly stagnated.

"Du..."

He wanted to continue to say, but Du Haisheng shook his head secretly at him. The middle-aged man was also quick and quickly changed his words and said, "I'm hungry, Dafu, go and prepare some snacks."

This is called Dafu's response and retreated.

"Master, can we talk about it later?"

"Hmm?"

Du Haisheng was stunned by the invitation of the middle-aged man in front of him, which was completely beyond his expectation.

The person in front of him has no impression at all, and he can't remember where he met him, but obviously, the other party just recognized him at a glance.

In fact, he was not surprised to be able to recognize himself. After all, his current identity and status have long been published in the newspaper.

I'm afraid that on the beach, anyone who has read the newspaper can basically recognize him.

The question is, why do you want to talk to yourself? This story is not simple.

After all, the two of them don't know each other.

The middle-aged man in front of him couldn't help smiling when he saw Du Haisheng's hesitation and said, "Don't misunderstand this gentleman. I'm the owner of this teahouse, Xiao He."

Seeing that Du Haisheng was still silent, Xiao He said again, "I just met Mr. I feel very familiar with him. I specially invite him to talk about it later. I hope you don't be surprised."

"Of course not!"

Du Haisheng waved his hand, "Please!"

"Please!"

The two walked to the back room one after the other.

Through the back room, there was a quite spacious hall, and the two guests sat down.

Through this secret observation, although Xiao He looks like a child and is no different from an ordinary businessman, he walks steadily and has a solid territory. Obviously, he is a practitioner.

Moreover, kung fu doesn't seem to be bad.

"If I think so, you are the boss of Du's enterprise, Mr. Du Haisheng, Mr. Du."

The old man took a step forward and asked.

"Exact"

Du Haisheng no longer avoided it. He answered and admitted it generously.

He would like to see the owner of this teahouse and find out what's wrong with him...