Reason is still chaotic

Duan's father and son joined the Japanese, just thinking about getting promoted and making a fortune this time, and dominating one side. They were busy and happy, and they didn't have the slightest consciousness of becoming a traitor.There are also some people who don't know much shame, seeing that the vigilante association was divided and controlled by Duan and Feng as soon as it was established, they are very envious, and try to squeeze in to occupy a place.

With the cooperation of the Vigilante Committee and the Japanese army, the city of Tianjin gradually returned to calm, and the corpses and ruins were slowly cleaned up. It's just that after a catastrophe in such a large commercial port, the atmosphere on the street has changed. A complete change, although on the surface it can still maintain a little prosperity, but there are Japanese military checkpoints at the intersections, and the soldiers are fierce with rifles in their hands.

One evening at the end of August, Duan Zhicheng had another big treat in the Japanese Concession. Mr. Feng Xikun and Mr. Li Zexiong were all present. It was about to collapse at the touch of a button, and I didn't know where I fled.There is also Boss Dai, who likes to play small cards. He used to be a famous gangster in the French Concession, but now all his properties have been confiscated by the Japanese military. He was beaten severely, thanks to his familiarity, he tried every means to escape from the prison, and now he is nowhere to be seen; the other pre-war Qiu Baxin, Ma Tianlong, is even more bizarre, as if he didn't even go to the battlefield, and he just took his little army with him. The party fled into the mountains.On the contrary, a few smiling Japanese businessmen showed their true colors at this moment. They were either soldiers or spies. There was only one Mr. Shigeru Yamahana, who was indeed an industrialist, but he was also related to the army.

Duan Zhicheng entertained guests in the past, and no one would be without Shen Jiali. Although outsiders couldn't see the clue, he thought that the two of them sat side by side like a husband and wife, and it felt very good.I didn't want to make a phone call today, but Shen Jiali refused because of illness and refused to come.

Duan Zhicheng also knew that he was not following the right path, he was a little guilty, he still held the phone receiver and refused to put it on, begging Shen Jiali to attend, Shen Jiali hummed and perfunctory, but his stand was firm, his heart At this time, I still go to drink and eat with Japanese people - am I crazy?

After putting down the phone, Shen Jiali went to have dinner by himself.Because Shen Zichun went home yesterday, he has nothing to do now, so he simply moved a rattan recliner downstairs to an empty room in the shade, took off his undershirt and shorts, lay down with his legs crossed, and smoked while talking on the TV. Browsing the tabloids under the light——after reading half a newspaper, I felt like there was a mosquito lingering around me, so I put down the newspaper and sat up, sprinkled toilet water all over my body, and then lay down again, neither hot nor cold, thirsty or hungry Continue to open the newspaper.

Such an environment was so comfortable that he put down the newspaper and fell asleep without knowing it.The servant came over to take a look and saw that he was lying on the reclining chair in vain, sleeping very soundly, so he didn't dare to disturb him, turned off the light and went to rest by himself.So at midnight, Duan Zhicheng came in the dark.

Duan Zhicheng was full of good wine, and entered Shen's house at this time, and after asking where Shen Jiali was, he didn't need a servant to lead the way, and found it by himself; and the servant knew that this gentleman was a good friend of the master, so he Not too much.

Shen Jiali was sleeping soundly, when he was startled suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw Duan Zhicheng, very surprised.And Duan Zhicheng was already eight or nine percent drunk, as usual, he didn't vomit and make a fuss, what he muttered was just pestering others.Because Shen Jiali looked cool and was wearing simple clothes, he saw it, and subconsciously stretched out his hands to fumble around, and took off his pants in a daze.Shen Jiali looked at his virtue and found it really not decent, so he felt a little disgusted in his heart: "Old Duan, you are drunk, go to sleep first, and then talk when you wake up."

Duan Zhicheng hummed, deaf to all words from the outside world.He took off all his clothes.Shen Jiali originally planned to take him upstairs to the bedroom, but seeing this situation, he naturally couldn't take him out, and couldn't help laughing angrily.Duan Zhicheng didn't realize it, he straightened his lower body and pressed the mallet on Shen Jiali's body, but he couldn't grasp the strength, so he immediately rolled over the reclining chair.Shen Jiali fell to the ground unexpectedly, and was immediately hugged by Duan Zhicheng, unable to break free.

Although Shen Jiali is fond of this matter, he still needs to allocate a time and occasion.At this moment, he was lying naked on the ground, his bones, skin and flesh were painful; and because he was unprepared beforehand, the big guy who was suddenly bearing the other party was also gnashing his teeth in pain - but he didn't dare to scream out.Duan Zhicheng's side didn't realize it, and while he was gasping for breath, he asked him drunkenly: "Jiali, do you look down on me? Are you going to draw a line with me? I'm so sincere For you, you can't change your mind."

Shen Jiali was lying on the ground, so naturally he couldn't have any questions or answers with him at this time, otherwise he would have to be more energetic.After holding his breath for a long time, the sincerity was finally vented, and without getting up, he snored while pressing on Shen Jiali.Shen Jiali struggled to get out from under him, checked his body, and found that the elbows, knees and other places were all worn out because of the most force, and the lower body also had burning pain.He wiped it hastily by himself, and put on his shorts and undershirt.Standing on the ground and staring at Duan Zhicheng, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he couldn't bear it anymore, so he punched and kicked Duan Zhicheng according to his naked body.Duan Zhicheng was so drunk this time, he couldn't be shaken, he just fell asleep humming.

In the morning of the next day, Duan Zhicheng woke up when the sun was three poles high. Seeing that he was naked and lying in a strange room, he was very confused.Grabbing the clothes scattered on the ground and hugging them in his arms, he pondered over the memory for a while, only to remember that he came to look for Shen Jiali last night.

He lowered his head and studied the few bruises on his body. He put on his clothes and opened the door to go out in a daze. He went to the nearest bathroom to wash up, then wet his hair with cold water, and combed carelessly. out of shape.After wandering around the building, he finally found Shen Jiali in the yard.

Shen Jiali was circling around a small tree with his hands behind his back, at this moment he raised his head and glanced at him, with a sullen face and didn't speak.Duan Zhicheng guessed that he might have offended him last night, and seeing that his white face was covered with dark clouds, which was not easy to deal with, he was half short in arrogance, and asked with a smile, "Jiali, did I Drank too much?"

Shen Jiali stopped in her tracks and nodded greatly: "Many!"

"Did I make a fool of myself and bully you?"

"Yes!"

Duan Zhicheng said with a smile, "Then I'll give you a gift!"

Shen Jiali waved his hand: "No need!"

Duan Zhicheng thought that he was going to make a fuss with him, so he couldn't help being very startled: "Why not?"

Shen Jiali stepped forward and replied without looking back: "I have already taken revenge."

Duan Zhicheng recalled the scars on his body, and suddenly realized, but he was not angry at all, and followed step by step, asking the same old tune: "Why didn't you go last night? Are you afraid of being suspected?"

Shen Jiali stopped and turned around, frowning and replied: "If you know, you still ask! Today is different from the past, you should also think about me. I am sitting at home as my apartment, and I haven't ruined your platform." , why do you insist on letting me attend that occasion?"

Duan Zhicheng spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders in a Western style, and replied with a bitter face: "We are all friends..."

Shen Jiali turned around completely to face him, and scolded impatiently: "Old Duan, shut up!"

Duan Zhicheng was actually a little jealous of Shen Jiali, so he asked dejectedly at this moment: "Then you don't plan to see them again in the future?"

Shen Jiali thought for a while, but he didn't say anything dead: "I'll talk about it later."

Although Duan Zhicheng was sober, his thinking was confused, and he nagged and entangled for a long time, before finally leaving in confusion.The more Shen Jiali cared and paid attention to him, the more he felt that he was pretending to be a jerk, that it was not his fault that he was in his thirties, but he would still be beaten by his father.

He was so disturbed by Duan Zhicheng that he couldn't even eat now, he just walked back and forth in the courtyard.At noon in this way, he was exhausted, and he just felt a little hungry. He didn't want the servant to run out, saying that he had a phone call for him.When he went back to answer the phone, his face turned pale with shock, and the faint appetite immediately disappeared without a trace.

The person who called was an old servant of his Shen family, who is now a freelancer, living in his three houses for nothing, and usually manages the vacant rooms for him and collects rent.The old servant was flustered over there, saying that a group of mixed Chinese and Japanese soldiers had come to take over the Shen family's house as a military depot.And the person who came in the lead turned out to be the young nephew!

Shen Jiali heard the words "Master Nephew", and immediately thought of Shen Zichun, and couldn't help but be puzzled: "What Young Master Nephew? Which Young Master Nephew?"

The old servant spoke incoherently on the other end of the phone: "It's the young nephew in the long room, Brother Jing! Brother Jing has become a Japanese official, and now he is coming to confiscate our house!"

Hearing this, Shen Jiali immediately clutched the receiver and became startled.