Chapter 91

Seeing the gun barrel that had already been processed, Dong Ku couldn't wait for the opening ceremony; he had to rush back to assemble the sniper rifle. With the sniper rifle, he believed that even if he encountered another encirclement, breaking through the blockade would not be a difficult task. This way, he could quickly gather a team.

Liu Rujì was full of anticipation for Dong Ku to attend the grand opening ceremony, but she never expected him to leave in the middle of the night. Although she felt disappointed, she had to accept the fact that she was the "real boss."

"Mr. Liu, I see the goldsmith you arranged has already melted the gold bars. Why haven't you deposited them in the Da Zheng Bank?"

"It's like this. The amount of money is too large, especially in gold. I'm not very comfortable leaving this gold in the Da Zheng Bank, so after it was melted, I waited for Shimura Mihiko to accompany me. Anyway, she knows I'm opening several large restaurants, and it's inevitable that I need a large amount of capital. The gold bars don't have the restaurant's logo as you suggested, but I left a dragon character, the sequence number of each bar, and the weight markings." Liu Rujì finished speaking, her beautiful eyes fixed on Dong Ku, feeling uneasy about making the decision on her own.

"This is even better. Leaving the restaurant's logo would make people suspicious about the origin of the gold bars. With Mihiko accompanying you, the gold won't be switched or swallowed. Mr. Liu, you've thought it through. This makes me even more at ease. Keep the deposit procedures safe. I wish your restaurant a grand opening and a thriving business."

"Hehe..." Liu Rujì laughed brightly, "You're an interesting boss. You leave such a big business and still wish your own restaurant a thriving business..."

"Ha ha! It's our restaurant that will have a thriving business!" Dong Ku laughed heartily, clasping his hands and saying, "Mr. Liu, you've worked hard. I'll go say goodbye to my friends and set out tonight, trying to leave the city before the curfew and get home tomorrow."

"You talk about large restaurants and huge capital, and I end up being a housekeeper. How dare I..." Liu Rujì, as soon as the words left her mouth, suddenly felt it was inappropriate. Her face turned red, and she quickly stopped, saying, "You go meet your friends. I'll have Uncle Tie prepare a car for you and bring some wine and instant noodles back to Heizui."

Housekeeper... Dong Ku smiled inwardly. She really was a housekeeper, even considering his travel arrangements, clearly knowing he would take some things back.

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Liu. I'll take my leave now. If I leave, I might not say goodbye to you again." Dong Ku's eyes were clear as he clasped his hands and bid farewell.

"Housekeeper..."

Watching Dong Ku disappear out the door, Liu Rujì touched her burning face, her heart racing as she whispered softly.

Dong Ku returned to his room, quickly changed into a Zhongshan suit, and had Hu Zi pack his things. He then quietly slipped out of his residence under the cover of darkness, heading straight for the secret hall where Liu Baicheng was.

Walking down a sparsely populated street, Dong Ku suddenly saw a figure dart past a street corner.

Who is that?

Dong Ku paused for a moment but didn't follow to check. He just guessed in his mind. If the person hadn't deliberately stayed in the shadows, he wouldn't have noticed.

After a brief moment of thought, he realized the figure wasn't a martial artist, so he didn't pay much attention and continued toward the secret hall. He needed to say goodbye to Liu Baicheng and take Shui Linglong with him.

As he approached the alley where the figure had disappeared, he caught a glimpse of several figures crouching in the dark, seemingly lying in wait for someone.

Dong Ku's heart skipped a beat. He kept walking past the alley entrance and quickly moved forward, reaching the next alley entrance in a few breaths.

In the shadows, a burly figure said, "Dagang, today is your chance to prove your anti-Japanese stance. When the Japanese come, don't be afraid. Stab them, and we'll be comrades."

"Qiangzi, I would fight the Japanese even if I didn't join you. Watch me!" Another thinner figure crouched there replied.

At that moment, two drunken figures staggered into the dim streetlight, heading in their direction.

The one who had spoken slowly stood up, holding a butcher's knife, and hid by the alley entrance, his eyes fixed on the two drunken Japanese ruffians.

The two Japanese ruffians, unaware of the ambush, laughed and chatted loudly, their wooden clogs clattering as they approached the alley entrance.

As the two ruffians neared the alley entrance, the hidden figures suddenly sprang out, silently stabbing one in the stomach. At the same time, three other figures quickly rushed out, pouncing on the two ruffians.

"Eight-ge!"

The two ruffians were startled, sobering up halfway. The one who was stabbed quickly grabbed the knife with both hands, catching it in a flash, and kicked the attacker. The other ruffian, in the same moment, drew two weapons, one in each hand, and deflected the knife aimed at him with his right hand, while his left hand's weapon aimed for the attacker's throat.

Almost simultaneously, the first attacker was kicked over a meter away, falling to the ground. The ruffian who had grabbed the knife, ignoring the blood streaming from his hand, kicked his target and then, after kicking the knife away, drew a short, dull blade from his waist and lunged at the first attacker, who had not yet fallen.

The attackers clearly hadn't expected the ruffians to have such skills and react so quickly. With the first attack failing, it was too late to help the others!

At this critical moment, a black figure flashed by, delivering a powerful kick to the shoulder of the ruffian who clearly knew ninjutsu, preventing the blade from hitting the throat and sending him sprawling to the side.

The figure, without landing, grabbed the wrist of the other ruffian, using the momentum to roll and strike the ruffian's throat with a powerful chop. With a crack, the ruffian's throat was crushed, and the short blade was snatched away. In an instant, the blade was driven into the ruffian's forehead, embedding itself to the hilt.

"Quick, go!"

The figure, after throwing the blade, knelt and shouted in a low voice, then grabbed the scabbard from the fallen ruffian.

The sudden changes left the others stunned. Before they could react, three bodies lay on the ground.

The figure, like a leopard, pounced forward, reaching the ruffian with the blade in his forehead, yanked out the blade, and without looking, turned and shouted, "Quick, leave! The patrol is coming!"

"Ah!"

"Quick, go!"

The stunned figures finally reacted, helping their fallen comrades and rushing into the alley.

As they were about to enter the alley, a sharp whistle and several gunshots rang out nearby, accompanied by the shouts of Japanese soldiers. Clearly, the patrol had been drawn by the sound of metal clashing.

The one who had grabbed the blade was none other than Dong Ku. In the gunfire, he rolled and darted into the alley, catching up with the others in two steps. He shouted, "If you want to live, follow me!" and grabbed the first attacker, who had been kicked and was unable to move, and ran deeper into the alley.

The others, without hesitation, followed closely behind Dong Ku, quickly disappearing into the depths of the alley.

After nearly half an hour of continuous running, evading four patrol teams, Dong Ku stopped in front of an abandoned, unoccupied house and set down the injured person. He looked at the panting young men and asked, "Who are you?"

"Sir... we are... students from... Dongsheng Special Zone... Third High School..."

"Students from Gogol Street's Third High School?"

In the dim light, Dong Ku saw the young, nervous, and excited faces. They were indeed no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Why did you attack the Japanese?" Dong Ku asked the students he had impulsively saved, with interest.

The burly student, after catching his breath, said, "We just don't want to be slaves of a fallen nation!"

"Just you?" Dong Ku, without looking up, asked, "You can't even handle two ruffians. How can you fight the armed Japanese?"

The burly student took a deep breath and said, "We don't have grand plans. We just don't want to be slaves. Even though we lack skills, we have a burning passion. Even if we die, we want to spray the Japanese with our blood!"

"Right! We just want to kill one to break even, and two to make a profit!"

The others, having caught their breath, chimed in softly.

"Sir, you're so skilled. Are you a great hero? Can you teach us to fight the Japanese?"

"Right! Take us to fight the Japanese!"

"Shh..."

Dong Ku made a gesture to be quiet, listened for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to fight the Japanese?"

"Yes! We swear to die rather than be slaves!"

The young men answered in unison.

Looking at these young, passionate faces, Dong Ku nodded in approval. They were good material.

"Are there just the four of you?"

"Two more. They act separately today. We don't absorb those we don't know well or those who are afraid to fight the Japanese."

"Where are they?"

"Tonight, near the old school, which the Japanese have occupied. After the action, we meet at Ashi River Street, where our homes are."

"If you follow me to fight the Japanese, you won't be able to contact your families for a long time. Is this a problem?"

Dong Ku's words were met with a unanimous "No problem" from the four young men.

The burly student added, "When the nest is destroyed, no eggs are left unbroken. Without a country, how can there be a home? Among the six of us, only Yu Lei and his brother have a father and a fourteen-year-old sister. The four of us live with our older siblings and have nothing to leave behind."

"Good!" Dong Ku, looking at the determined young men, said, "Wait here for half an hour. When I return, I'll take you to find the other two and get you out of the city tonight."

"Out of the city? Isn't it...?"

The students hesitated but didn't ask further.

PS: Bowing in gratitude to Zui Zhen Jiangnan, Meng Huan Hai Di, Ku Tang Ren Sheng, Cang Sang Ming Yue, Alaver, Nuo Nuo Fei Fei, Οo Zui ☆ Shi Yi, ヅ Jin Niu ゥ Mei, ヤ Qian Juan Hong Chen ヤ for their support. Three bows in gratitude!

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