Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 997 Rejection ()

"What the hell! Finally we got in touch~"

Looking at the cross, he put down the headset, which meant that the contact with the Xuan Ge camp fleet was officially over.

Suddenly, Hu Biao took a long breath and said the above sentence; in his tone, there was an indescribable relief, as if a thousand pounds of weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

You know, everything is very bad today.

Although thanks to the fact that it started in the morning, most members of the team formed groups in twos and threes and went out to wander around the city.

At the end of the day, we actually rescued many Chinese compatriots who were being chased and beaten by natives in some remote places.

Let the blood-red number in their minds only reach 21 people so far.

By the way, more than 300 people have now crowded into Fu Bo's small hotel, leaving almost no room to stay inside.

But what did you say? They still felt the atmosphere in Surabaya City and became increasingly nervous.

Especially after the afternoon, such a feeling became stronger and stronger, making them even have an unreasonable but extremely certain point:

You don't have to wait too long, maybe tomorrow such a storm that has been brewing for a while will completely break out.

This is also the biggest reason why they asked the Xuange Camp fleet in the telegram to rush outside Surabaya City at noon tomorrow at all costs.

The next second later, I glanced at the sky and found that it was completely dark.

Hu Biao immediately realized that according to the original action plan, he was now heading to the Li family in the west of the city, the manor where these wealthy Chinese families lived.

It's time to meet Mr. Li and have a serious talk about cooperation.

honestly! After learning about Shuiwei and others, the current situation can be said to be quite bad.

As for the Xuange Camp fleet, whether it can arrive in time at noon tomorrow; or even after arriving, whether it can break through the obstruction of the Dutch fleet's coastal defense artillery and provide fire support to the shore is a series of issues.

Hu Biao and the others actually had no confidence at all.

After all, behind the fleet, there are two more powerful and advanced cruisers, Zhiyuan and Laiyuan, who are always chasing them.

If the fleet is fighting a battle with the Dutch fleet.

The two ships suddenly rushed forward, engaging in a front-to-back attack from behind, and the fleet was in danger of being destroyed.

Therefore, tonight we must reach a consensus with the Li family and other wealthy families, plan some safe zones overnight, and form some defensive forces; in order to ensure that there are more possibilities tomorrow and survive this crisis.

After officially setting off to the Li family manor in the west of the city, I thought about some possibilities.

Hu Biao faced Yang Dongli and spoke: "Old Yang, the fleet is quite troublesome, so you don't want to go to see Mr. Li tonight.

You now take a few people and a radio and head out to sea to rendezvous with the fleet.

No matter what happens at that time, it can be dealt with on the spot; anyway, the lives of us people, and even the Chinese people in the city, probably depend on your performance. "

After hearing such a statement, Yang Dongli suddenly had a strong urge to curse.

Mainly due to the pressure of the survival of so many people in the team, as well as the lives of at least hundreds of thousands of Chinese compatriots, he felt almost breathless after being suppressed all of a sudden.

The problem is, although such a thing is extremely troublesome, it really needs people to do it.

After calculation among the entire team, I am the most suitable candidate.

Immediately, Yang Dongli suppressed the anxiety in his heart and called out by name: "Fenghuahui, bring me to the radio, Xu Feng, Caishen, Duizheng, you guys are coming with me~"

After hearing this, the four people above quickly packed up their equipment.

Three minutes later, Yang Dongli and a group of five people secretly left the hotel and walked towards the port; preparing to get a small boat and rendezvous with the fleet as soon as possible after going to sea.

When these people had just left the hotel, Hu Biao looked around at the people around him and began to name them:

"AT, imperial concubine, singer, Yu Hanfeng, Lao Hei, you guys follow me to Li's house.

Lang Qing, continue to call Magic City, Liaodong and other places. I want to know how the situation is there; Cross, you should keep the communication with the fleet open and understand the latest situation there.

The remaining people are on standby at the hotel and doing defensive work.

Now there are people of all ages here, but there are hundreds of people living here. If a native sneaks in quietly, something big will happen. "

After some arrangements, everyone accepted the order.

After another two or three minutes, Hu Biao and a group of six people also walked out of the hotel door under the cover of night...

After nightfall, the atmosphere on the streets of Surabaya City has become even more terrifying.

The number of Dutch patrol officers who were originally small during the day was even smaller at night; therefore, there were no Chinese walking on the streets.

Only the shirtless natives, carrying parang knives and chewing raw betel nut, were still gathered in the corner in large groups.

When they saw Hu Biao and others walking in a hurry, they didn't rush to take action.

However, in their cold eyes, there was a look like looking at prey, which made Hu Biao and the others more determined:

Damn it! Something will happen tomorrow, it's just a matter of time.

In addition, they also encountered a nonsense incident halfway.

At that time, a group of them set off from the hotel in a hurry. After walking for about twenty minutes, they coincidentally passed by a restaurant run by an islander.

This kind of location is nothing unusual in the entire Nanyang region.

Since the island country was opened to the country by Uncle Sam's fleet thirty years ago, it has seen its own backwardness and finally started to reform.

Because the family's financial resources were not very strong in the first place, and they had to buy all kinds of machinery, equipment, and technology, the island country could be said to be extremely poor for a long time.

In order to earn foreign exchange, a large number of women from island countries were either trafficked or voluntarily came to Nanyang to work as abalone traders.

It has always been known for its low price and is very popular with sailors and natives from all over the world.

It can be said that part of the various warships, cannons, and bullets of the island country during the Sino-Japanese War of 1991-1899 came from the flesh and blood money of these women.

Then, relying on such an all-out reform method, the island country actually succeeded in overthrowing Daqing.

This is a behemoth that has surpassed them too much in many aspects of comprehensive national strength such as manpower, land, resources, and finance.

Damn it! I don't know whether to say that these devils are crazy enough, or that Daqing is just too useless.

If that's the case, it doesn't matter. If the women from the island country are willing to sell it, they can just sell it.

Unless Hu Biao and the others are crazy, they would not be interested in these short and thin people with ugly splayed legs and their faces painted with rice flour to look as pale as ghosts. They are neither human nor ghosts. interest.

It's just passing by the door, there will be no intersection between the two parties at all.

What they never expected was that they didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party would come looking for them.

When he was still seven or eight meters away from the island-style gate.

There were two ronin from the island nation at the door wearing wooden clogs and carrying a samurai sword at his waist. One of them shouted something in awkward Chinese:

"Go away, no young people are welcome here~"

As he spoke, one hand was still on the handle of the knife, as if he was about to draw the knife and kill someone if he disagreed.

Do hospitals in island countries not accept Chinese? What a joke, before Da Qing was defeated by them, these grandsons were extremely respectful when they met each other.

It's nothing more than these two grandsons, who have become somewhat agitated when it is clear that Chinese Americans are in trouble in recent days.

It was precisely because of this thought that even AT, a guy in the team who was known for his good temper, almost got angry at that time.

Yu Hanfeng, the singer, the imperial concubine, Lao Hei and the other four people even twisted their heads and wanted to take action against these things.

Fortunately, Hu Biao, a desperate commander, still remained calm enough.

Upon seeing this, he quickly whispered: "It's a big deal. After the crisis is over, there will be plenty of time to deal with these grandchildren." After Hu Biao shouted, the other five people stopped angrily. Continue to follow Hu Biao and leave here soon.

But the two ronin guarding the door looked at the disappearing figures, but there was no trace of happiness on their faces.

You must say, why do they say this?

That's because before they left these young people, they all gave them a look that said, "You are dead, and even the Skyshade God can't save you."

It just so happens that this look in his eyes doesn't mean he's just saying harsh words like ordinary people.

But it made them instinctively feel some amazing threats...

******

At about 8:30 in the evening, Hu Biao and others finally arrived at Java Li's house, outside the manor that was quite scary in scale.

Even with everyone's experience, they have seen too many prosperous places.

After seeing the Li family's manor, I couldn't help but mutter, "Good guy~"

After picking up the telescope, I saw a very large manor built next to a beautiful white beach; because I heard that Mr. Li was old-school, the overall architectural style of the manor was naturally traditional Chinese.

But after all, it is in the Nanyang region and has received a lot of Western influence.

So in the Chinese style, many Western styles were added, which was quite cleverly integrated.

In this way, Hu Biaoting and the others could see that among the Chinese-style pavilions and man-made gardens and landscapes, there were Western-style lawns, flower beds, and paths.

Western-style decorations such as shutters and water towers are also visible.

There are also many cast iron street lamps, which are now lit; dots of lights dot the manor, and the scenery looks quite good from a distance.

Compared with the Li family's manor, the Old Summer Palace and the Imperial Palace that Hu Biao and the others had seen, they definitely couldn't compare.

But compared to some of the palaces of the royal family and nobles, it is quite comparable.

Don’t forget that although the Javanese Li family is extremely famous in Java and Southeast Asia, and is considered a leader among millions of Chinese people, in essence, they are just some local tyrants in Southeast Asia.

The fact that there is such a scene now can already show that this Javanese Li family is really a super wealthy family.

Because this time we came to discuss cooperation, if Xuan Geying's identity was not revealed, he might not even be able to see Mr. Li in person.

And the identity of their Xuan Ge camp will be exposed tomorrow once they take action.

Therefore, Hu Biao and others had no intention of sneaking in at this moment.

With the intention of plundering a handful of wool from the powerful Javanese Li family, they approached the gate with the wary eyes of some of the guards on the tall fence.

Finally, they all stood still about ten steps away from the gate.

Hu Biao took a deep breath in his chest and abdomen, and he didn't shout loudly, but his voice spread throughout the Li family's manor in a very short time.

Enough for everyone in the manor to hear his voice:

"Hu Ertong, the current sect leader of Xuange Camp, along with several of his disciples, asked to see Mr. Li from the Java Bamboo Net Dragon Hall to discuss together how to solve the catastrophic crisis faced by the hundreds of thousands of Chinese compatriots in Surabaya City in recent days?"

After saying that, he stood with his hands behind his back, assuming the posture of a worldly expert, letting the sea breeze make his clothes rustle, waiting for the Li family to open the door...

The wait for the group of six people turned out to be surprisingly long.

At least half an hour later, the heavy door of the Li family manor was slowly opened from the inside.

A middle-aged man who looked to be forty-twenty-twenty-twenty-three years old and was well-maintained. After opening the door, he first looked at Hu Biao and others with a rather complicated look for about ten seconds.

It was then that he spoke with a somewhat reluctant attitude:

"My Excellency, Li Renyong, is the eldest son of the Li family. My father is waiting in the Dragon Hall for the arrival of all the heroes of the Xuange Camp~"

Seeing this person's reaction, Hu Biao and others felt their hearts inexplicably, and they vaguely knew that the situation of tonight's meeting might not be good.

It only concerns the success or failure of the side mission, as well as the life and death of hundreds of thousands of Chinese compatriots.

Hu Biao still remained calm as he took the lead and took a long stride towards the manor.

Li Renyong, on the other hand, followed with about twenty men who looked like they had good skills. It was not clear whether they were guards or surveillance.

However, they don't appear to be carrying firearms at all, so they should be regarded as guards.

After walking in the Li family's manor, they found that the scenery here became more and more attractive, but Hu Biao and the others no longer had any intention of appreciating the beautiful scenery.

After walking around, Hu Biao and the others were led into a huge hall and met the head of the Javanese Li family; Mr. Li, who was said to be able to make the entire Nanyang economy tremble just by stamping his feet.

It was also at this time that Hu Biao and the others knew why some emotions arose in their hearts that "the situation of tonight's meeting may not be good."

Because this old man, who seemed to have difficulty walking, was wearing the full attire of a second-grade Daqing official.

The patch with a golden pheasant pattern on his chest and the red-topped official hat on his head were extremely dazzling when they fell into the eyes of Hu Biao and others.

Mr. Li's official status and fame were naturally bought with money from the Daqing court.

In fact, buying an official status is not a rare thing in Daqing and Nanyang areas.

On the one hand, the Daqing court has always had a glorious tradition of selling officials to solve financial difficulties; especially in the late Qing Dynasty, it reached a crazy point.

As long as enough money is given, high officials who are in short supply can buy it.

On the other hand, wealthy Chinese people in Nanyang are also accustomed to buying an official position.

When you are alive, doing business, and dealing with officials, you can have a decent status; when you die, you can handle funeral affairs with higher standards.

And Mr. Li's second-grade red top is considered the highest grade you can buy.

Not to mention the need to spend a lot of money, the key point is that the old guy's mere act of putting on official uniform means that there is nothing to talk about with these traitors to the imperial court.

Damn it! If it weren't for the lives and deaths of hundreds of thousands of compatriots, everyone would have turned around and left just because of this old guy's attitude.

Forcibly suppressing the violent emotions in his heart, Hu Biao first used his eyes to signal everyone to be calm; then he cupped his hands and said:

"Hu Ertong, the 52nd generation sect leader of Xuange Camp, has met Mr. Li of Bamboo Net Dragon Hall."

Mr. Li, who had always been sitting upright in front of Hu Biao's clasped fist salute, didn't even make an extra move.

He just said: "The famous name of Xuange Camp, Li Mou is naturally like thunder.

But if Li remembers correctly, since the eleventh year of Xianfeng, there have been fifty or sixty cases of people in Nanyang alone, claiming to be from Xuange camp.

In order to drive away the Tartars, we raised funds from everyone.

But it turned out in the end that they were just charlatans who defrauded money; so let Li Menglang, how do you prove your identity as Xuan Geying. "

After hearing this, Hu Biao and the others looked much better.

He blamed the other party's previous cold reactions on thinking that he was a liar.

As for how to prove their identity? That was not easy; Hu Biao hit a thick nanmu pillar next to him with a backhand palm.

Even this palm did not use the most powerful move "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms".

But because of the pent-up emotion in his heart, Hu Biao didn't hold back much.

Thanks to the practice of "Jade Girl's Heart Sutra", which is basically never missed as long as I am with the imperial concubine; and when I am alone, I also work hard on the practice of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique".

A palm that was almost as powerful as Hu Biaojiu's success hit the nanmu pillar that only one person could hug.

Not only was the pillar shaking obviously, but a burst of dust fell from the top of the head; on the pillar with the bright red paint, a clear fingerprint was left.

Such a powerful scene, it can be said that no one except the legendary Xuange Camp can have such a method...

(End of this chapter)