It is easy for an official to make money, and there are many ways, such as asking his family to open a restaurant.

Such a hotel does not have to worry about the source of customers at all. No one comes to make trouble, and no one will owe money and refuse to pay back the debt.

Among the many hotels in Harbin, the one that the high-ranking officials and nobles visited the most is not the Madier Hotel but the Yanbin Building on Daoli Shitou Street.

There is only one reason: Yanbin Tower was opened by Xu Zhiqing, the seventh concubine of Zhang Jinghui, Prime Minister of Manchukuo.

When I have dinner here, I am flattering Zhang Jinghui, so every day, there are guests in the banquet building.

There are many shops on Shitou Street, and a considerable number of them are opened by Japanese people.

Qian Xiaobao is now wandering around the Takaoka Department Store opposite Yanbin Building.

It is already twelve:30 now, and there is still half an hour before those people can take action.

There are four floors in Takaoka Department Store. Qian Xiaobao walked out of the store and went to the corridor through the window to look opposite the window. The third-floor Yanbin Building is thirty meters away from the street.

Qian Xiaobao could even see the shadows in the private room of the Yanbin Building.

Qian Xiaobao walked from the fourth floor to the third floor, and looked at the opposite side more clearly from here.

He first looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to him, and then touched his waist. An m1911 pistol was inserted between his waist. The security was opened, and there was a bullet in the chamber and seven bullets in the magazine.

Qian Xiaobao is waiting for the explosion now, and then he draws his gun and shoots at the window that is easiest to aim at the opposite side!

If the time bomb does not sound unexpectedly, he will still shoot at the opposite side after twelve to fifty-five!

If something happened to the Yanbin Building opened by Zhang Jinghui's seventh concubine, and there were high-ranking officials and nobles who died or were injured, I wonder how many police officers would come here.

Before the Japanese could react, the explosion in the postal inspection class of the security bureau and the shooting at Yanbin Building were even more serious than what happened in Willow Street.

It is already 12:50 now. In order not to arouse suspicion, Qian Xiaobao slowly walked downstairs. He walked to the second floor and paused for a moment. At this moment, a loud bang came from the direction of Liaoyang Street.

The window glass in the stairwell kept shaking and making a snap sound.

Qian Xiaobao's ears were heard from the customers and service staff at the Takaoka Department Store.

Qian Xiaobao, the time bomb, carefully studied it. The tnt explosive should be about 500 grams, but he didn't expect the explosion to be so powerful.

Qian Xiaobao woke up immediately after panic. He turned around and ran upstairs.

He had already held the pistol in his hand when he ran to the window of the stairwell on the third floor.

Due to the explosion, all the windows in the Yanbin Building opposite were opened, and their heads were stretched out to see what was going on.

Qian Xiaobao held the gun in his hands without hesitation and shot his head about 30 meters opposite him!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!…

Qian Xiaobao fired seven shots in succession and then turned around and ran downstairs.

There is still a bullet left just in case.

When he was about to run to the first floor, Qian Xiaobao had already inserted his pistol back to his waist and held his foot and walked downstairs slowly.

When Qian Xiaobao walked on the street, the street was already in chaos.

Everyone ran to both sides with the Yanbin Building as the center.

Qian Xiaobao couldn't help but look up at the Yanbin Tower opposite. Three people were lying in the two windows without moving, and blood flowed down the wall.

Qian Xiaobao also learned from those panicked people running wildly along the street.

It's OK, everything goes well. Now let's see the people on Willow Street.

When Maekawa Masaha could already see the gate of the comfort station on Willow Street.

He was frightened by the explosion and shivered all over.

Thick smoke rose above Liaoyang Street, Nangang.

"Baga!" Maekawa Masaha cursed.

In the years when the Japanese occupied Harbin, gunshots could often be heard and explosions occurred in Harbin.

But there have been fewer such things in the past two years.

However, the explosion did not affect Masaha Masahiro's good mood of having fun. He just paused for a moment and continued to open the door to the comfort center.

When Maekawa Masaha saw the comfort gate, the big man and Lao Nianba also saw him.

The two were also startled by the subsequent explosion.

Four of them seven were carried out to capture Masaha Masa, and the other three were scattered in three places to observe the protection.

The big man pressed the straw hat on his head and whispered: "The target appears, act immediately!"

He swung his whip on the butt of the horse pulling the cart, and pulled half a cart of watermelon and grass to face Maekawa Maekawa who was walking over.

Lao Nianba and two others followed behind the carriage and looked at Maekawa Maekawa who was getting closer and closer to them from under the straw hat.

When the carriage passed by Masashima Masashima and Lao Nianba and three others walked to Masashima Masashima, the other two suddenly grabbed Masashima Masashima's arms, and Lao Nianba slashed Masashima Masashima's neck with his palms.

Maekawa Masaha fainted before she could react.

The two of them were holding their arms, and Lao Nianba bent down and grabbed Masaha Masao's legs and threw him onto the carriage.

The three of them quickly covered Maekawa Maeha with green grass.

They have practiced this series of movements many times, and this time they succeeded as soon as they took action.

"What are you doing!"

A Japanese who was in charge of reception at the comfort station was already very familiar with Masaha Maekawa, a regular visitor here.

He saw Maekawa Masao coming over and suddenly knocked out by three people and carried him to the carriage. He immediately ran over to stop him while shouting in Japanese.

"This man has no gun on him, so he dealt with him with a knife!" shouted the big man.

Then he whipped hard, and the horse pulling the cart began to run wildly.

The other two followed closely behind the carriage, and they were the ones who knew a little Japanese among these seven people. The other four were responsible for covering.

Lao Nianba ran over to meet the Japanese man, and a cold light flashed into the Japanese man's chest.

The Japanese screamed and fell to the ground, and the clogs on his feet flew out far away.

Instead of rushing to chase the carriage, Lao Nianba fell behind in a font shape with the three people following him.

Perhaps it won't take long for the Japanese to catch up with them. Even if they sacrificed all of them, they would have to stop the Japanese and let the three people in front have enough time to escape.

The place where Schultz lived was very close to Liaoyang Street, and the explosion actually caused a piece of glass on his window to fall to the ground and break.

"Why is that direction? Didn't it mean that the target will appear on Willow Street?" Hannah asked in surprise.

The two of them walked into the yard and looked up at the thick smoke rising into the sky and stopped talking.

After a while, cars hit the car horn and ran past the streets, listening to the sound towards the place where the explosion occurred.

There are two or three cars inside that make a harsh sound of firetrucks.
Chapter completed!