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"Xxx News Agency reported that the Guangdong and Guangxi armies organized the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Army to go to Hunan. It was called to resist Japan and save the country, but in fact it was to maintain the autonomy of the federal provinces..."

The next day, a clear female voice on the electronic box broadcast a piece of news that shocked the whole country: the Guangdong and Guangxi Incident broke out.

Chen Jitang of Guangdong, Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi of Guangxi energized the whole country and declared to resist Japan and save the country. However, in the name of resisting Japan, they were actually opposing Chiang Kai-shek. The armies of Guangdong and Guangxi marched into Hunan. Chiang Kai-shek rushed two armies to intercept them. Civil war was about to break out.

Hua Twelve opened the window of the hotel and looked out from the second floor. It seemed that the weather was affected by the tense situation. The sky was overcast and the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry.

The ancients said, 'It is better to be a peace dog than to be a man in troubled times'.

You can tell just by looking at it. As far as you can see, the entire city is shrouded in the clouds of an imminent war. The faces of the pedestrians no longer have the smiles of yesterday, but only the worry and confusion of the future.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the next moment it was raining heavily.

He shook his head. For this world, Hua Twelve was a passer-by after all. His choice was still the same as in October: face the national crisis, donate money and materials, and do his best as much as possible.

After closing the window, Hua Twelve felt that he should go out for a walk. The appointment at the Golden Tower was in the evening, but could he visit Gong Baosen in advance?

After all, yesterday we were asking for a debt, and today we have confirmed our relationship. As a junior, it is also the courtesy to visit the elderly with some gifts.

Gong Baosen lives in Foshan Jingwuhui, two streets away from here.

Hua Twelve took an umbrella for guests from the hotel. Before going out, he tipped a piece of ocean and told the waiter at the hotel that if anyone came looking for him, he should go to the Foshan Jingwu Association to find him.

Yesterday, Old Man Ding was punished by having his acupoints pressed and stood there for two hours. Later, when he left the Jinlou, he took a special look and saw no one, so he probably left.

If this kind of thing were compared with each other, Hua Twelve wouldn't be able to swallow it anyway, so in order to prevent Old Ding from getting into trouble with other people's hotels, he simply stated where he was going and came if you wanted to, just in time to save the Baguamen's face.

, let’s meet in Lizi.

I went out and hailed a rickshaw or two. Once the carport was put down, no matter how strong the wind or rain was, it was blocked outside. I asked the rickshaw driver to run to a few shops, buy some fruits and snacks, and then went to Foshan Jingwu Association.

Due to the outbreak of the Guangdong and Guangxi Incident, the situation suddenly became tense. The Foshan Jingwu Association set up iron gates on both sides of the street where it was located. Anyone who could not explain their purpose of coming or who was carrying weapons was not allowed to enter this street.

Several rickshaws, including Hua Twelve's, were stopped and had to be questioned and inspected by the Jingwu Association disciples.

The Jingwu Association is not a government agency, so this move seems quite overbearing. However, in extraordinary times, people do extraordinary things. As a warrior to keep the neighborhood safe, Hua Twelve can still understand.

He opened the curtain and saw the disciple who was the leader of the Jingwu Association whom he had met in Jinlou yesterday. Just as he was about to say hello and identify himself, he heard a man standing in front of a rickshaw next to him with a knife on his waist and an umbrella on his shoulder.

The old man, who was still squatting like a monkey, cupped his fists towards the Jingwuhui disciples and said:

"Friends, please step aside!"

The Jingwuhui disciple in charge said loudly: "I'm sorry, anyone who carries weapons or whose purpose is unknown is not allowed to enter this street!"

During the conversation between the two parties, Hua Twelve had already recognized that the old man holding the umbrella was none other than Lao Jiang, the loyal servant of the Gong family in the movie.

Hua Twelve narrowed his eyes, the murderous aura in this old man was a bit strong.

Recognizing Lao Jiang, Hua Twelve's heart moved. He looked at the rickshaw behind Lao Jiang. The rickshaw had also been put down on the shed. He couldn't see who was sitting on it, but he knew that, if nothing else, it should be Gong Er.

Gong Ruomei.

At this time, Lao Jiang saw that the carriage was blocked, and the other party said that those with weapons were not allowed to enter, and he immediately stared:

"Do you know who is sitting in the car?..."

He was about to ask these people to call out some of the Gong family disciples who were guests at the Jingwu Association and prove their identities.

But at this moment, the Jingwuhui disciple in charge saw Hua Twelve peeking out and recognized him immediately.

His eyes lit up and he greeted, "Mr. Hua, are you here to visit Grandmaster Gong?"

After speaking, he quickly ordered to the left and right: "Hurry up and open the door. This Mr. Hua is the son-in-law of Grandmaster Gong and a distinguished guest of our Jingwu Association!"

"Thank you!"

Hua Twelve clasped his fists and smiled at the man, his smile was a little awkward. After all, Gong Er was in the car next door.

Sure enough, not only Lao Jiang was looking this way, but also the curtain in the car next door opened a gap, and Hua Twelve felt a gaze falling on his face.

The iron gate blocking the road opened, and Hua Er called the coachman to go in. If he wanted to get to know Gong Ruomei, he had to be introduced by Gong Baosen. Otherwise, if he and Old Man Hua had the means to achieve things, Gong Er would risk his life with him.

When Lao Jiang sent someone to call out the disciple of the Gong family to prove that he was from the Gong family and asked the coachman to go inside, a pleasant female voice came from the car:

"Lao Jiang, ask them, how many masters named Gong live in the Foshan Jingwu Association?"

After getting the answer of 'just one', even Lao Jiang's expression changed, let alone Gong Ruomei, the person involved.

Miss Gong Er's face was as cold as frost, but her heart was like a powder keg that was about to explode.

Hua Twelve saw Gong Baosen again. The old master was reading today's newspaper. When he saw him coming in, he put the newspaper down and sighed:

"This world is not peaceful!"

When Hua Twelve was wondering whether to answer the call, Gong Baosen gave him a complicated look and pointed to the chair opposite:

"Sit down!"

Hua Twelve stepped forward and put the gift on the table: "I came unexpectedly yesterday and didn't bring any gifts. Today I bought some fruit snacks and other things. They are not expensive and are a little thoughtful!"

After saying that, regardless of whether others wanted it or not, Hua Twelve put down his things and sat down on his own.

Gong Baosen didn't even look at the gift. He just nodded and said, "He is a thoughtful person. He has a good intention. It is rare for all living beings to have a thoughtful person!"

As he spoke, his eyes focused on Hua Twelve's face: "But don't use the crooked thoughts yesterday. Even if you don't come out to collect debts in public and come to me with that letter, I will recognize it!"

Hua Twelve threw the blame without hesitation: "That's what my old man ordered."

Gong Baosen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This Hua Zhenshan has been here for decades, and it's still nothing like this."

Just as he was talking, he heard rapid footsteps coming from outside the door. Then he stopped and reached the door. Someone said:

"Second Miss, you are here. This matter must be stopped. It doesn't sound good whether we win or lose!"

Then a cold female voice said: "My father has never lost in his life, so how can he win or lose?"

As he spoke, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a delicate woman wearing a black lace cheongsam walked in furiously. When she saw Gong Baosen, she called out: "Dad!"

Then he turned his head, his eyes hiding on Hua Twelve.

Gong Baosen sighed softly: "Ruomei is here, let me introduce him to you..."

"They told me that Hua Twelve, right, is the one who took the engagement contract from decades ago and shamelessly embarrassed you in public!"

When someone scolded him for being shameless, Hua Twelve pretended not to hear it. He took out a cigarette, lit it and turned his face away, pretending to be the second in court before scolding others.

He recognized the truth that as long as he didn't feel embarrassed, others would be embarrassed.

Gong Baosen was also a little speechless. Although he had promised to keep his word and accepted the marriage, he was really speechless if he was asked to tell his daughter that she would use her life's happiness to pay for his nonsense in his youth.

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I originally wanted to bring Hua Twelve in to share the firepower, but it turned out that the other party was completely irrelevant. Gong Baosen was angry. Where did your shameless energy yesterday go? You used it, but you are shameless again.

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Just then there was a knock on the door, and the butler of the Gong family came in, a bald man:

"Old man, there are people from the patrol station outside looking for my uncle, saying that an old man named Ding Lianshan is at their place, and asking my uncle to bring money to redeem him!"

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Chapter completed!