Just as they were talking, suddenly, Jian Yumei saw a group of people.

Although the pedestrians were dressed in Chinese, including suits and Chinese long gowns and jackets, Jian Yumei always felt that they were not Chinese because most of them had straight waists and were not as casual as many Chinese people.

Such a backpack is only available to well-trained soldiers.

There is a nation that many ordinary people are also subject to such strict requirements, so many of them are also very straight-hearted.

That ethnic Jian Yumei knew that it was Japan.

Jian Yumei looked at the people and saw them walking in around a middle-aged man. They sat in a corner, talking about something.

It is probably the first time I came here, and I feel it is a bit new. After all, Shanghai is the largest city in the Far East. Jian Yumei knows that many things are also very fresh for the Japanese.

At this moment, they stared at the performance of the beautiful women on the stage, motionless. Jian Yumei saw lustful eyes in some people's eyes.

Jian Yumei knew that the Japanese man had such a behavior, so he confirmed that this was a Japanese at this moment.

But who are these Japanese?

Although Jian Yumei knew that there were many Japanese expatriates in Shanghai, the Japanese army has been stationed in the Japanese-occupied area of ​​Shanghai since the last armistice. It is normal for them to occasionally disguise themselves for fun.

But that middle-aged man, Jian Yumei, always felt that his temperament was not like a soldier. Jian Yumei thought carefully, but he felt that that person was very similar to Professor Mu.

Could it be that he is the Professor Kimura from the Imperial University of Tokyo?

Such an idea came to Jian Yumei's mind at this moment.

At this moment, Kimura looked around vigilantly, and Jian Yumei restrained her gaze and prevented him from seeing him.

I saw him looking around, as if he was studying something.

Jian Yumei felt even more like a professor and was always doing research. Perhaps, at this moment, he was studying the national mentality of the Chinese people, Jian Yumei thought.

But, can he study it from here?

Just like can Chinese people study the spirit of the Japanese from geisha houses or from geisha?

Jian Yumei smiled.

The Chinese have long studied the history of China and Japan. The Japanese national mentality is that when China is strong, Japan is a concubine, China is a weak young man, and the Japanese are a thief, which is eternal, Jian Yumei thought.

But the Japanese from this dance hall may be able to study the Chinese businesswomen who do not know the hatred of the country of destruction. Maybe they can study the green mountains and buildings outside the mountains and the West Lake when will the singing and dancing stop?

But can he study the power of those angry people in countless cities and villages?

Jian Yumei knew that these Japanese people could not do it.

Can they study the combat effectiveness of the Chinese in the mountains of Jiangxi? Obviously, these Japanese people don’t know that Jian Yumei knows the combat effectiveness of those people from the letter Wang Laishun asked someone to bring.

These Japanese can figure out that many Chinese people actually seem to be afraid of things, but they will turn into beasts at critical moments? Obviously, these Japanese people don’t understand.

They only see the Chinese people greedy for enjoyment, a mess of sand, the army is powerless, and the people are cowardly. It would be funny if they think that China can be destroyed in a few months.

Jian Yumei thought, come if you want to come.

At this time, the Japanese stood up and invited the dancers to dance.

Some dancers may not know his identity, or they dance with them without caring about their identity.

A Japanese man had a great time at this moment.

While dancing, he kept pinching a dancer's buttocks with his hands.

The dancer was still enduring it at first. After all, it was inevitable to endure the harassment of the guests. Unless you don’t eat this bowl of rice, as long as the guests are not too much, they still have to endure it.

At this time, the Japanese might have had a great time.

Suddenly, he said, "You want to be west, you want to be west,"

The dancer's eyes widened.

Then her face seemed to flush suddenly, and she immediately threw the Japanese off and returned to her seat.

The Japanese man's face turned red suddenly, and then it was blue and purple.

Because he seemed to see the mockery of the Chinese around him and the ridicule of his companions.

Only then did Jian Yumei remember that his dancing posture just now was really clumsy, and he felt that he was from a very remote countryside, maybe in Hokkaido or other countryside.

Jian Yumei saw that his companions seemed to be looking at him with mocking eyes, and then they hugged the dancers in their arms. The dancers didn't know that they were Japanese, and many of them were still like their other guests. , put his face on their faces, his chest against his chest, and his lower body close to his lower body, where he danced and rubbed his body.

This made Jian Yumei sigh, and Chi Heng and Dan Yunbi were also indignant.

The Japanese who was left behind by the dancer walked towards the dancer and he made an invitation gesture again.

But the woman ignored him.

He repeatedly invited the dancer to speak, "I won't dance with the Japanese,"

But the Japanese didn't understand, and he was still there to invite him.

"I tell you, my mother, my brother, my whole family was killed by a Japanese plane. I won't dance with the Japanese," the dancer's face turned red.

It seemed that the Chinese around them understood something at this time.

They all looked at the Japanese with strange eyes.

The Japanese man's blood was rushing into his brain at this moment.

He started to pull the dancer. The dancer fell, threw away his hand, and then got up and wanted to leave.

"Bageyalu," the Japanese was furious. At this moment, he drew a pistol and shot the dancer.

The bullet hit the dancer's heart.

The dancer screamed and fell to the ground.

Jian Yumei was shocked and rushed over.

He picked up the dancer and hurriedly looked at his wound.

I saw the wound piercing through the heart. Jian Yumei was basically helpless from the wound area.

At this moment, the Japanese were all surprised to see the Japanese shooting.

They all threw down their dance partners and surrounded them.

A Japanese man said something to the Japanese man, as if he was talking to leave.

The Japanese nodded, he glanced at the dancer with hatred, turned around and left.

At this time, Jian Yumei saw that the man who looked very much like a professor had already walked towards the gate surrounded by several other Japanese.

Jian Yumei saw that the dancers were panicked and many people were running away.

Some people took the opportunity to touch their dance partners in their arms.

After all, the cheongsams of those dancers are very high, and they can reach the secret parts of those dancers directly from the side of the cheongsam.

At this moment, in the chaos, some dancers were taking the opportunity to touch them.

The dancers were struggling and wanted to escape, and they were escaping the hands of those people in the contradiction of not wanting to hide.

At this moment, Dan Yunbi and Chi Heng looked at Jian Yumei in their seats. They knew that it was not good for them to go there. If they had all gone there, they would have been exposed, and they also saw the origin of those Japanese.

Regarding this mission, Jian Yumei had already told them in detail, and they also knew that this time the opponent was a Japanese professor.

At this moment, Jian Yumei used a color on them, they nodded, they mixed in the crowd and chased them out.

Jian Yumei put down the dancer at this moment. He felt very sad when he looked at the dancer. Such a woman, if she hadn't known that the person was Japanese, might be still grinning with that person and enduring the man's random touch. , just to make a living, this is an ordinary and beautiful Chinese woman who has no other better means of making a living in troubled times.

But even such a humiliating and stingy life was ruthlessly broken by reality.

This person is a Japanese person who reminds her of her relatives who just died in the war. When she thinks of her relatives, she can't stand the random touching and hugging her hands, so she refuses to continue with him.

As a result, the Japanese was so angry that he pulled out his gun and killed someone.

What kind of world is this?

Jian Yumei was very angry.

He looked at the woman.

"I will avenge you," he thought to himself.

Jian Yumei remembered the scene when the Northern Expedition Army was passing by Jinan a few years ago, when she sent Xia Zhishi, the head of the Foreign Ministry of the National Government, to negotiate with the Japanese army, asking them to give way, but they were so obsessed with their eyes and hearts.

His teeth clenched, why can the Japanese be so rampant in China?

He let go of the woman, and the people around him had already been exposed.

The dancers who had touched enough while they were all exposed. After all, it was very chaotic at this moment, and they dared not stay for a long time.

Jian Yumei rushed to the window with a quick step, and he jumped down.

At the window, he had seen the direction of Japan's escape, which was the direction of Hongkou.

At this moment, Jian Yumei chased after him, and soon, he saw those people.

I also saw Chi Heng and Dan Yunbi quietly following behind them.

Jian Yumei caught up with Chi Heng and the others. They looked at each other, and they kept chasing each other.

They saw these people enter a military camp.
To be continued...