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Everyone was surprised to hear Translator Liu say this.

Could it be that Jiujiu Trading has given something that is taboo, which makes Taijun unhappy?

It depends on how angry General Toda is?

There is someone who has long been dissatisfied with Cheng Qianfan's business in the French Concession to occupy the black market, and he is secretly happy. Don't you, Cheng Qianfan, have a good relationship with the Japanese? Isn't you amazing? Now you have offended the general brigade commander of Taijun. Is it that you still have good results?

"Brother Yang San, what's going on?" A young man wearing a baseball cap lowered his head and whispered to the man beside him, "Isn't Cheng Qianfan a traitor?"

Brother Yang San glared at Feng Xiaoji.

Feng Xiaoji knew that he had said the wrong thing and showed a embarrassed look.

"I'm just curious. Mr. Cheng and Taijun have a good relationship, so how could they do such a thing?" Feng Xiaoji said.

"I'm afraid there is no misunderstanding." Brother Yang San said.

...

"No, I'm wrong." Mao Xuanyi showed a confused expression, "This gift was carefully selected by Brother Fan from the large ship in France. It is said that General Toda must like it very much."

He said sincerely, "Brother Fan is a friend of the Japanese Empire. He has always had good friends with the Locust Army. Jiujiu Trading has always been taking care of the Locust Army. How could he be disrespectful to the Locust Army and General Toda?"

"God of General, Zhu Chenjie said that Mr. Cheng is a friend of the Empire and has always respected the Empire. It is impossible to do anything disrespectful to the Locust Army and the General. Is there any misunderstanding?"

Toda Kiichiro's face turned gloomy and he talked a lot.

"General Toda was very angry. He asked you, why did you give a brick carved with the general's name as a birthday gift?" Liu Translator said in a deep voice.

The scene was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, Cheng Qianfan was so bold to give such a thing when Toda Kiichiro celebrated his birthday.

...

"This is impossible!" Mao Xuanyi looked shocked, "I heard from Brother Fan that the birthday gift we prepared was a precious gift from a royal family in Europe. How could it be a brick?"

"It must be a mistake." Mao Xuanyi tried his best to argue, "Can someone make it wrong? Or is it because someone has ulterior motives to frame Brother Fan?"

Translator Liu turned his head and translated the words "Zhu Chenjie" to Kiichiro Toda.

"God of General, he said that Mr. Cheng prepared precious gifts from the European royal family, which were specially prepared for your birthday party, not for bricks. He suspected that it was someone who deliberately made a fool of himself and Mr. Cheng Qianfan."

Toda Kiichiro had a calm face and nodded.

He still tends to approve of this explanation.

He knew Cheng Qianfan from the French Concession. This person had always had a good relationship with the empire. Unless he was crazy about gaining and losing his mind, he would not do such an unreasonable thing on such occasions.

In fact, when Kiichiro Toda received a report that Jiujiu Trading's birthday gift was actually a brick with his name engraved, he doubted whether he had made a mistake or had any misunderstandings. However, he still publicly expressed his anger:

There are rumors in the empire that Xiao Cheng is always a good friend who is sincere and honest. No matter what, this matter is not Cheng Qianfan's fault, so he naturally has to apologize sincerely to save it.

...

At this moment, Mao Xuanyi saw a waiter coming and winked at him. This was the meaning of everything being ready and being able to act.

"Who is it? Who is so brave that he actually dares to drop Brother Fan's gift?" Mao Xuanyi was furious and stood up and cursed loudly, "Who did it? I admit it quickly. Brother Fan has always been magnanimous and may spare you once, if we find out."

As he said that, he snorted coldly, "I think everyone knows what Brother Fan's methods, so those who know each other quickly stand up."

Seeing that "Zhu Chenjie" threatened everyone, some people present were unhappy.

"Young man, don't yell. Everyone here is well-known. What qualifications do you have to yell at us?"

"Yes, yes, they all serve for the Locust Army, and no one is taller than anyone!"

"Yes, you didn't pay attention to the birthday ceremony, you lost your ugly face, offended General Toda, but you depended on us." A voice sounded, "In my opinion, it might be someone who robbed him."

...

"Who, who is talking?" Mao Xuanyi was anxious, pointed his finger at everyone and cursed, "Have the courage to stand up and don't be sneaky."

"It's me!" A strong man slapped the table and stood up.

"I'm just a little red man, dare to shout at me!" Mao Xuanyi picked up a plate and threw it over.

The man suddenly avoided the plate and hit the table, and the soup was everywhere.

"Others are afraid of you Jiujiu Trading, but I'm not afraid!"

The strong man directly picked up two plates and threw them over.

The scene suddenly became messy.

Kiichiro Toda at the front desk was so angry that he yelled angrily.

A Japanese officer immediately greeted the soldiers on both sides and rushed over.

Seeing the Japanese soldiers being successfully mobilized, at this moment, a man stood up and shouted, "Dare to hit my elder brother!"

As the man spoke, he did not forget to grab the chicken legs on the table with his hands, gnawed all the chicken legs after a few bites, and then threw the chicken bones over directly.

Just as everyone present was watching the show, a man stood up suddenly, he uncovered his windbreaker and revealed the black muzzle.

Da da da da da da da da da da.

The Chicago typewriter was roaring.

The suffix bullets swept across the Japanese army that were surrounding them to maintain order without hesitation.

The defenseless Japanese army suddenly encountered such heavy firepower strafing, and instantly fell a large area.

...

Almost at the same time, in the corner of the second floor, the official rifle in the hands of the operation team members of the Secret Service fired.

The bullet hit Kiichiro Toda directly on the forehead, who fell backwards.

The Japanese officer who was leading the team was shot by a Chicago typewriter and fell to the ground, but in this case, he still pulled his gun and fired.

An operational team member was shot and fell down.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang.

The man who had just scolded Mao Xuanyi shot and shot the Japanese officer to death.

At the same time, seven or eight grenades were thrown from all directions towards the Japanese officers and traitors on the stage.

Boom, explosions sounded one after another.

Then a burst of gunfire sounded violently.

The remaining Japanese officers and soldiers fought fiercely with the operation team members based on the hotel walls, tables and chairs.

...

When gunfire and explosion sounded, the Japanese soldiers who were in charge of guarding outside the Pukou Hotel were shocked and were about to rush back to the hotel for rescue.

Just as they turned around, a group of people rushed over from all directions in the dark, running and firing, and bullets poured towards their backs.

With powerful firepower and a hasty attack on the back, the Japanese army immediately fell down.

Before the Japanese army could stabilize their positions and resist, several grenades flew from the air.

Boom.

In the explosion of smoke and dust had not completely dissipated, the little Taoist priest led the operation team members to rush over.

"Replace the gun!"

"No living!"

While speaking, the little Taoist priest raised his hand and shot him and killed a Japanese soldier hiding behind the wall to prepare for a sneak attack.

Then he led everyone into the hotel lobby.

The chaotic footsteps sounded, and the Japanese army, who were panting and resisting, thought that the reinforcements from their side had arrived outside the hotel, but they were attacked by the little Taoist priests from the flank.

...

"Where did the gun be fired? Where did it explode?"

At the pseudo police post, a puppet army officer rushed out of the room in panic, shouting loudly, and picked up the whistle around his neck and blew it hard.

"Captain, it's Pukou Hotel!"

A pseudo-cop shouted.

"Pukou Hotel? It's broken!" The puppet police captain was shocked. He naturally knew about this when the major general of the Locust Army's new Fifth Preparatory Brigade Commander Kiichiro Toda held a banquet to celebrate his birthday at the Pukou Hotel.

What's more, he knew that the chiefs of the Pukou Police Branch were celebrating their birthday at the Pukou Hotel at this moment.

"Brothers, scout guys, follow me to Pukou Hotel for reinforcements!" the pseudo-police captain shouted.

It was at this time.

Bang!

There was no idea where the shot was fired in the darkness. The pseudo-police captain looked down at his abdomen, subconsciously wanted to touch it, and then he fell directly.

"The captain is dead."

"The captain was beaten to death!"
To be continued...