chaotic world

The next morning, when the sun was shining, Jin Xiaoman found Du Yunfeng anxiously, chatting around in the adjutant's building. Du Yunfeng was playing with Xiao Baoer, one big and one small were squatting on the ground. The sun came in, and I focused on the shredded paper on the concrete floor.

It was late autumn outside the Guan, and the weather was cold. Little Bao'er wore a brand new tiger-head hat, a small satin jacket made of new cotton, and a gown covered with fine deerskin. Since Zhou Lan found this little thing fun, he was willing Spend a lot of money to dress him up, wear new clothes every day, the nanny cooks a new batch, give the best of everything, and raise him like a prince.

After a while, small flames sprang up from the note, Xiao Bao'er let out a wow, shouted happily, stretched out her robe leather tiger-toed shoes, stepped on them, and ran around Du Yunfeng happily, and then squatted down again. Waiting for the next note.

Du Yunfeng listened to Jin Xiaoman's chatter for a long time, seeing that he was still smeared and refused to leave, there must be something wrong, so Du Yunfeng raised his head and asked him: "If you have farts, let them go, if you don't have farts, get out, don't block the light here."

"Big brother, play with fire and piss on the kang," Jin Xiaoman said leaning against the door frame.

Du Yunfeng raised his head: "Get lost."

Jin Xiaoman didn't leave.

Du Yunfeng handed the magnifying glass to Xiao Baoer: "Son, go and touch him."

Little Bao'er let out a hee, and rushed over with the magnifying glass in hand, rushing to play tricks on others before he could run steadily.

Jin Xiaoman didn't dare to hide, and was afraid that the brat would set his pants on fire, so he stuttered and explained his purpose. It turned out that Zhou Lan called Jin Xiaoman to him in the morning and asked Du Yunfeng how he was doing the night before.

According to Jin Xiaoman himself, he hesitated at the beginning, but Zhou Lan asked in a pleasant manner, and then mentioned that the Li Bonian matter had not yet been found out by the party, and asked Xiaoman what he thought.Threats and temptations, Jin Xiaoman was afraid of him, so he recruited.

"You just told him where I live?" Du Yunfeng became angry, he turned around in a hurry, and pointed back at Jin Xiaoman: "You are so stupid, what is there to block me, why are you messing around?"

He calculated that it had been more than an hour since Zhou Lan went out in the morning, maybe he went to Song Shudong's place.

Du Yunfeng slapped his head, no, he has to go - based on his understanding of Zhou Lan's behavior and style, if Zhou Lan really suspected that he and Song Shudong were having trouble, he might just kill that kid.

Song Shudong opened the door early in the morning and was about to go to school when Zhou Lan blocked him into the yard.

"Master An..." Song Shudong had seen him before, but he hadn't said a word. Seeing that the other person looked indifferent and quiet, but he was also faintly menacing.

Song Shudong glanced back, but did not see Du Yunfeng.

Zhou Lan took Hei Si'er as a driver, and brought four extra guards—since he joined the security regiment, he knew that he was a hated character in the puppet army, so he brought guards when he went in and out.

He glanced at Song Shudong lightly, without stopping his gaze, but inspected the empty yard, turned around with his hands behind his back, and finally settled on the gate: "Open."

"An, Master An, I'm going to be late for school. You are a guest. Of course I welcome you. Can you choose another day..."

Before he finished speaking, the guard kicked open the door, and Zhou Lanshu walked in.

Song Shudong was pushed into the room by Hei Si'er. He was afraid, but he was in his hands, so he didn't dare to yell. When he entered the room, he poured a glass of warm water for Zhou Lan, but Zhou Lan didn't even look at him.

There were two pillows on the bed, and only one set of quilt. Zhou Lan examined it coldly. His eyes swept across. The temperature in the whole room was dropping, and no one dared to speak.

Except for the two camphor wood suitcases, everything in the house was on the bright side. Zhou Lan suddenly reached out and knocked the stacked suitcases to the ground.

Zhou Lan squatted in a pile of clothes, and took out a pair of socks that were cleaned and folded carefully.He raised his head, his cold gaze shot at Song Shudong under the bushy eyelashes: "Your?"

Song Shudong shook his head honestly, vaguely feeling the other party's intention.

With a wave of his hand, he signaled the others to go outside, only Zhou Lan and Song Shudong were left in the room.Through the chilly black leather gloves, Zhou Lan pinched Song Shudong's chin expressionlessly.

Song Shudong twisted his chin, but did not move away.Zhou Lan's fingers were very strong, and he was slightly taller than Song Shudong, so he pushed him against the wall with his hand.

Song Shudong was afraid and wanted to run, but before he could run, he was caught by Zhou Lan, grabbed his hair and slammed it against the wall, the back of his head hit the wall with a bang, staring at him immediately, he couldn't stand still, nosebleeds ran down his mouth dripping down.

Pulling the opponent's hair with one hand, and holding the gun against the opponent's head with the other, Zhou Lan and the opponent were very close face to face, like a military dog ​​trying to detect the smell. He asked coldly: "My things are good, aren't they? ?”

"I don't, Young Master An, I really don't." No matter how stupid Song Shudong was, he could guess where the fire started. The other party's dark eyes were darker than the holes of a gun, bottomless and without any warmth.

Zhou Lan was hesitating, it would be easy to break him, but if Du Yunfeng really had a fling with this little rabbit, he might get into trouble again - for this little rabbit, is it worth it?

So he moved the muzzle of the gun down, pressed firmly against the opponent's body, and suddenly there was a "snap" in his mouth, and Song Shudong shuddered.Seeing the other party's reaction, Zhou Lan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly. He patted the other party's face and said, "Just know that you are afraid, and be smarter in the future."

At this moment, there was the sound of a car at the door, Hei Si'er called "Brother", and Du Yunfeng entered the main room in the next second.

The scene couldn't be more obvious, Zhou Lan was holding a gun, Song Shudong's hair was disheveled, and blood dripped onto the front of his clothes—it seemed that everything was as Du Yunfeng expected.

"Mu'an, don't." Du Yunfeng's voice was low and cautious.

When Song Shudong saw Du Yunfeng, he seemed to have found his courage. Taking advantage of Zhou Lan's distraction, he hurriedly hid behind Du Yunfeng: "Brother Du, save me."

Du Yunfeng didn't even look at Song Shudong, he looked straight into Zhou Lan's eyes: "I said nothing happened, do you believe me?"

"Letter." Zhou Lan replied calmly, without thinking, and then he asked Du Yunfeng: "Then I will kill him, what are you doing here?"

Du Yunfeng knew that Zhou Lan would never raise a gun at him, so he walked forward without any scruples, held Zhou Lan's hand, and put the gun back into the other's holster. His voice was not loud, as usual chatting: " I don't feel sorry for him, but he is destined, his family is already broken, and I will not be happy if you die him after getting to know each other once."

He put his arm around Zhou Lan's shoulders and pulled him outside.Walking to Song Shudong's side, Du Yunfeng stretched out his other hand to wipe off the stains on Song Shudong's face, and said seriously: "Shudong, I drank too much the day before yesterday and harassed you. I'm sorry, I won't do it again." He clamped Zhou Lan tightly with the other arm, and continued: "Master An is in a bad mood today, and I caused you trouble. The misunderstanding was caused by me, and I won't do it again."

The two got into the back seat of the car.

Zhou Lan took out socks from her pocket and handed them to Du Yunfeng: "Do you still have to take off your socks when sleeping in a restaurant?"

Du Yunfeng just laughed: "I'm stupid, I can't tell a lie." After speaking, he leaned closer to Zhou Lan and whispered, "If I really struggled here, how could I have behaved so well yesterday."

Zhou Lan didn't smile, and elbowed away the sticky opponent: "Good health is the capital of lying."

Having been together for a long time, a mere Song Shudong was not enough to cause a grudge between the two of them. Between the exchange of words, big things turned into small things, small things turned into nothing, and the superficial things passed by.

As the car drove further and further away, a figure walked out of the darkness from the door of Song Shudong's house.

Yamashita Teruo, dressed as a Chinese-style common man, was ordered to follow Zhou Lan and Du Yunfeng for a long time.

Everything is as usual, except for news from the Kwantung Army.

Jinxin Yaqing was transferred from the North China Garrison to the Kwantung Army's Fengtian Operations Staff Headquarters. He was permanently stationed in Fengtian and was directly under the leadership of the Kwantung Army Commander General Ryuki Ryoka.

He no longer has to travel between Tianjin and Fengtian. In name, for the convenience of business, he travels more and more frequently to and from the security team.Du Yunfeng was always out to take care of business, and occasionally met him when he returned to the regiment. In order to make Zhou Lan easy to deal with, he reluctantly greeted him and never had much contact. Zhou Lan took a stake in the gold mine and sent Hei Sier to take full charge of it.

Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a while.The military headquarters of the Kwantung Army issued an order for the security regiment to suppress the bandits.Three hundred miles to the north of Fengtian, a formidable anti-Japanese guerrilla armed force was active. When it was rampant, it even attacked Fengtian East Tower Airport. The regular Japanese army went there to suppress it. As soon as the troops withdrew, the armed forces reappeared, raided the barracks, blew up important communication facilities, and destroyed bridges and tunnels. Not to mention the losses caused, the delays were huge and very difficult.

As a puppet army, the security regiment played this role.

Du Yunfeng asked Zhou Lan if he would go.

Zhou Lan's answer was simple and clear: "Fuck me."

He sits in the security regiment purely for business escort, he has no interest in suppressing bandits, and the common prosperity of East Asia, defense of the family and the country are all nonsense to him, who can guarantee that he will make money, who will he be with? He's not interested in such a thankless and infamous task of suppressing bandits.

When the "Honorary Head" Zhang Dahu sent the task down, Zhou Lan pushed it back intact.The reason is that I have never led soldiers to fight, if I want to fight you, I will train soldiers at home.

In order to prevent the Japanese from taking advantage of Du Yunfeng, Zhou Lan sent Du Yunfeng back to Tianjin as soon as there was a rumor, but later he thought it was not far enough and sent him to Shanghai.Zhou Lan found Jinxin for a chat—he felt that Jinxin could be trusted and relied on to a certain extent, and said bluntly that he had no talents available under him. Du Yunfeng went to Shanghai for business, and he would not be able to come back for a while. You gangster, I have no skills Let's see what to do.

Following Zhou Lan's wishes, Commander Zhang led the troops to set off in person—the soldiers were all personally "cared for" by Zhou Lan. Although they could not be called old, weak, sick and disabled, they were definitely not Zhou Lan's direct subordinates. Zhou Lan hoped that they would This time it's best not to go back, even the equipment is the worst allocation.

Seeing the winter, hundreds of people, equipped with weapons that often jammed and failed, trekked long distances to unfamiliar places to eliminate the guerrilla forces that Japan could not get rid of.

Sure enough, the anti-Japanese guerrilla armed forces quickly figured out the strength of this puppet army.

Zhou Lan and Jin Xin said, "It's amazing, you can't eliminate it, how can we eliminate it?"I'm lost in vain

The Japanese are not so easy to fool. Konshin knows that his son is not active in this matter, but he is not angry, saying that the security team can recruit troops to fight against the bandits.

The conscription notice is posted.

Outside the customs, the Japanese fought for power with the Soviet Union for decades, and the war broke out for decades. Although the young people who couldn’t get enough to eat were unwilling to sacrifice their lives for the Japanese, they were paid as soldiers. is the bottom line.There are so many applicants that the security team can pick and choose at will, and only choose those young men with good qualities who are in their prime, and those who have a family and become relatives are not wanted.Zhou Lan understood clearly that children love each other and heroes are short-tempered. Teenagers are the most innocent and not afraid of death. Without a daughter-in-law by his side crying and wiping away tears, young boys are the most daring to work hard.

Another two thousand strong soldiers were recruited, and Zhou Lan was very satisfied.Reluctant to be sent to the battlefield, they are all penned up like animals, except for sleeping and training. There is no limit to the food, and Zhou Lan has money. Who should work hard for this bowl of rice.

The second expedition was the "honorary leader" Zhang Dahu. Zhou Lan reluctantly gave him hundreds of people, and the weapons and equipment were better, because the broken weapons were all used up last time, so you can't spend money to buy them for him. bad.

The guerrilla armed forces all remembered Zhang Dahu, and thought to themselves that this ragtag team didn’t know where it came from, and they didn’t have much fighting spirit. Fighting a war is like grinding foreign workers. As long as the opponent fights hard, this ragtag team will run away without a trace. ——The weapon dropped this time is better than last time.

Zhou Lan dejectedly reported to Jinxin: "This time the fight lasted longer, but the weapons were too poor, and we lost again, but the people didn't lose too much."

Jinxin is an old fox. By now, he has figured out Zhou Lan's plan—the last time he wanted a man, this time he must want a weapon.

"What kind of weapon does Mr. Zhou think he needs?" Jinxin met Zhou Lan in his apartment. His apartment was a Chinese-style single-family house. The original owner was a coal mine owner in Fengtian. All the interior decoration has been changed to Japanese style.

He never met Zhou Lan at the military headquarters, nor did he let Zhou Lan see him in military uniform. Zhou Lan had suffered from the Japanese army, so he tried to avoid reminding the other party of his true identity.

He responded to Zhou Lan's requests. After a long time, Zhou Lan even forgot to be polite. He opened his mouth and made a list: "50mm caliber mortars, a company of six, I need to equip at least two companies. The security team only has one The machine gun is not easy to use, and it often jams. I want two Maxim machine guns, with 6 rounds of [-]-type bullets." After finishing speaking, he looked at the letter and waited for a reply.

Imanobu was always smiling, stood up from the tatami, and walked to Zhou Lan's side.Zhou Lan didn't see him either, raised his hand to help the other party, and walked safely to his side: "You drink too much, slow down."

Imanobu took advantage of the opportunity to get very close, and said without going to the village or to the store: "Young man, we can get close."

Zhou Lan didn't understand the meaning of these words, probably the other party had drunk too much, he was not interested in this, he just continued the topic of interest: "Will you give me the weapons I need?"

Refined laughter, Jinxin took Zhou Lan's hand, like a gesture of a business deal: "Not only will I give you these, I can equip all of you with the 99-style □□, and all the helmets and thorns."

Zhou Lan was stunned when the pie fell from the sky. He has money, but this is something money can't buy.Imanobu took his hand and put one arm around his neck: "Young man, this is much more powerful than the [-]th Type of the Kwantung Army of our Great Japanese Empire, and all you are given are top-notch equipment."

What Imanobu said is true, all of these are the most advanced equipment, which is better than the regular Japanese troops, and only a very small number of Japanese elite troops have such equipment.

While talking, Jin Xin approached, kissed Zhou Lan on the forehead, touched the water, and left with a kiss.

Zhou Lan dodged instinctively, and asked in confusion and disgust: "What are you doing?" The other party's move was too sudden, and he didn't expect it.

Jinxin put away his gentle smile, and the look in his eyes became serious: "I told you just now, we can get close." He said, holding Zhou Lan's hand vigorously: "Young man, as a friend, I treat you how are you?"

To be honest, there are not many friends in this world who are responsive to every request. Zhou Lan knows it in his heart, but the next thing the other party said seems to be negotiating terms. Zhou Lan thought about it for a moment, but he didn't feel like .

Jinxin didn't look like he was in love with a man, he had never seen such an expression in the eyes of the other party, even for a moment.So, he replied: "If you have something to say, please speak up."

Jin Xin staggered to his feet, pushed open the sliding door and went out. After a sound of sliding doors in other rooms, Jin Xin returned to Zhou Lan, holding a piece of fabric in his hand: "Do you still recognize it?"

Of course Zhou Lan remembered the blue-and-pink cloth.Jinxin made his request: "You can wear it again and show me."

"I don't like wearing kimonos." Zhou Lan flatly refused, why he didn't like it, he couldn't explain clearly, anyway, he didn't want to wear it.

Jinxin suddenly took Zhou Lan's hand and stroked the pink embroidery: "Look carefully, how beautiful it is, the blue sky, the blooming cherry blossoms, the most beautiful scenery in the world."

The conversation was inexplicable, and Zhou Lan didn't understand. So, he didn't come to discuss the embroidery scenery, he came to discuss the cannonball and machine gun. He waved impatiently: "Mr. Jinxin, you drank too much today, let's talk about it another day." He stood up while speaking.

Jin Xin took his hand and looked up at him with a serious expression. For a moment, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes: "This is a request from a personal friend, and this is the wish of an old man who is close to knowing his destiny."

"Why?" Zhou Lan asked with a frown.

"I have a son your age who has been away from home for many years and I miss him every time I see you. This dress was my wedding dress and I expected my son to be Put it on. Can you understand how a father misses his son deeply? Please." Jin Xin let go of Zhou Lan's hand, and sat there with a slumped body, nodding his head, as if waiting to be punished.

Zhou Lan lowered her head and saw a few gray hairs on the back of Jinxin's head.He looked up and thought, if one day little Bao'er was no longer by his side, would he miss him?Yes, that little thing is so innocent and cute.

In front of trusted people, Zhou Lan's heart grows like flesh.So he decided to bear it, and promised Jinxin Yaqing just once.

After changing into the kimono in the dressing room, he already knew how to wrap up his obi, and appeared in front of Imanobu neatly.

Imshin kept saying "yes" and his hands shaking while holding the camera: "Please let me take a picture."

Zhou Lan leaned against the wall, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and turned her head to give Jinxin half of her profile, with an expression of black eyebrows and sword flying.

After taking the photo, Zhou Lan went to the locker room, but Jinxin suddenly called him to stop him. As soon as he turned his head, he was hugged firmly by Jinxin: "Son, Dad really misses you very much."

Zhou Lan only thought that he was drunk, and was not in a hurry to correct his drunken state. After a while, he raised a hand and patted the other person's back lightly: "Mr. Jinxin, are you okay?"

Three days later, large quantities of military equipment were trucked to the security regiment.

When the security team had a good harvest, Du Yunfeng took two of his men for a stroll in Shanghai. Zhou Lan refused to let him go back if the matter of suppressing the bandits was not over.

One day, Jin Xiaoman called and said something had happened to Song Shudong.

According to Song Shudong himself, he wanted to buy some winter clothes after school that day, but it was late when he got home. When he was about to get home around the corner, he noticed a Japanese wandering around his house. As soon as he appeared, the Japanese immediately followed him. he.He knew that this was definitely not a good thing, so he ran away, and ran into the casino where he worked before. He was familiar with the terrain, quickly got rid of the Japanese, and asked the casino manager for help.The manager of the casino wanted to sell Du Yunfeng a favor, so he hid him in the casino.

Jin Xiaoman was on the other end of the phone: "Brother, big brother, could it be, that Young Master An borrowed, borrowed from the Japanese?"

"Fart, he doesn't need to do things behind my back." Du Yunfeng didn't hesitate.

Jin Xiaoman didn't give up: "No, I don't want to imagine, like the third brother, I'm afraid, I'm afraid you will get angry."

Du Yunfeng hesitated for a moment on the other end of the phone, but still firmly replied: "No."

It was impossible for Song Shudong to offend the Japanese. Du Yunfeng was in Shanghai, so he couldn't figure out what was going on, but the casino was full of people, and it was not a place where Tibetans lived for a long time.

He just told Jin Xiaoman to get Song Shudong out secretly, find a secluded house in the outer suburbs and hide it, and deal with it when he goes back.

He let go of Song Shudong's matter after explaining it, and didn't worry about it.

Bored every day, Du Yunfeng wandered around the ten-mile foreign market—Great Shanghai is more prosperous than Fengtian, more western than Tianjin, with a wide variety of overseas goods, western clothes and top hats, Du Yunfeng bought several sets for Zhou Lan, and bought a golden lock for Xiao Baoer in Jinlou .

The Huamao Hotel is on the eleventh floor. He lives on the eighth floor. The tenth floor is a high-end western restaurant. When he doesn't go out, he goes upstairs to eat something.

At dinner that day, he was still sitting in the corner, facing the entire hall, and his two subordinates were sitting opposite each other, pointing at the view of the Huangpu River outside the window.Du Yunfeng originally wanted to yell to stop, but when he thought about these two subordinates following him every day like his concubine, except for eating, drinking, and strolling, they were usually people who touched guns, which was boring enough. too humane.

He didn't listen to those chattering, he lowered his head to light a cigarette, exhaled slowly, then inhaled deeply, indulging in imagination - this is Zhou Lan's habit of smoking.

Imitation is a way of thinking.

A few fashionable and wealthy aunts and wives entered the glass revolving door of the restaurant, and walked all the way to the dining table at the far end of the hall. Wu Nong's soft language, Du Yunfeng couldn't understand it, and found it noisy, but a woman with a northern accent mixed in her Shanghai dialect The voice caught his attention as soon as he opened his mouth, and the voice seemed a little familiar.

Du Yunfeng moved his fingers, and the two subordinates swiftly moved their heads away from the trouble.Du Yunfeng saw a woman's half silhouette - her cheongsam fit well, and she wore a half-sized black cloak with a gold chain buckle on the outside. It was called a bell in Shanghai dialect, and she was rich and not short of money.The moment he raised his hand to call the servant, his entire profile was revealed.

He could see clearly that it was the second aunt who ran away with the Zhou family's money.