Chapter 17: A Chaotic Situation! First Update!

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  "Nonsense!"

  After listening to Li Wenbo's brief account of the events, Du Haisheng suddenly stood up and scolded loudly: "You think you can rival well-equipped soldiers with just your student brains? Isn't that like throwing your own lives into the enemy's gunfire? It's true that every individual has a responsibility for the rise and fall of the country, but one must also act within their capabilities. You students should focus on studying hard in school and becoming useful members of society in the future - that is the right path. China doesn't lack soldiers who can fight, what it lacks are leaders who can think with their brains and bring about change. And you will be the ones who determine the outcome of future wars, not sacrifices."

  Zhao Wei'er and Li Wenbo were scolded, their faces flushed red. The two of them simultaneously opened their mouths to speak, but neither of them could utter a word. The words were unpleasant, yet they deeply pierced their vital parts.

  Wu Tianyun nodded secretly, Du Haisheng was right. From ancient times to the present, those who have been at the forefront of the charge are soldiers, while many times the ones who change the situation are these seemingly weak and feeble scholars. Zhuge Liang was one, Liu Bowen was one, Zhang Liang was one... Now it seems that Zhao Tianming's words yesterday were correct, university students should not participate in the armed uprising of the working class...

  Zhao Wei'er bit her lip, bowed her head in thought, suddenly raised her head, looked at Du Haisheng with a worried expression, and said: "Haisheng brother, hurry up, go save my good friend, Fu Hong."

  Feng Hong is her good sister in college, the two are inseparable in school, and also have common hobbies, although their personalities are vastly different, it cannot stop the friendship and feelings between the two.

  She suddenly remembered that Fu Hong had also attended the university alliance meeting yesterday, and today was still the organizer of the procession slogans. In case of conflict, she would most likely be the first to become the target of attack. Thinking of Fu Hong's life or death now uncertain, Xiaoyazi shed a few tears, not daring to think about it anymore.

  Du Haisheng saw Xiao Yatou's expression and sighed: "Where is it?"

  "Over at the National Relief General Assembly!"

  Li Wenbo's eyes kept drifting over Du Haisheng, the guy in front of him was dressed in a suit and tie, looking refined and elegant, with pale skin, clearly not from a martial arts background. When asked about himself, he hesitated for a moment before reporting the location of the incident.

  Du Haisheng didn't bother with him again, and instead instructed: "Uncle Zhao, Mother Zhang, take good care of Li Wenbo. Remember, no matter what happens, you can't let the young lady step out of the Zhao family apartment. I'll be right back."

  "Wait!"

  Wu Guanjia stopped Du Haisheng and then went into the study to take out a handgun, handing it to Du Haisheng: "Take it for self-defense, everything must be done with caution, remember!"

  "Alright."

  Du Haisheng nodded and looked at Wu Tianyun with gratitude before striding out of the Zhao family apartment.

  Watching him leave, Wu Tianyun couldn't help but worry and muttered: "This kid, will he be alright?"

  Zhaowei'er obviously heard his words, but just smiled slightly and didn't say anything. She had witnessed Du Haisheng's kung fu skills with her own eyes, and as long as it wasn't a particularly bad situation, she believed that for him, there would be absolutely no problem.

  Due to the constant gunfire, the entire street was like a boiling pot, with people running around in all directions, and some even took advantage of the chaos to loot shops. The scene was chaotic, with many storefronts smashed, and it's unknown how many innocent women were violated by these devils on this special day.

  Du Haisheng couldn't care about these things, life and death are determined by heaven's will. Moreover, with so many people involved, it was chaotic. The entire Zhabei area had already become a mess, everyone wanted to save their own lives and didn't want to get entangled in this conflict. Casualties were inevitable, could he save one person, or thousands and millions of people who were in dire straits? He wasn't a savior, Du Haisheng was clearer about this than anyone else.

  "Wipe it off! I still don't know where the National Relief General Assembly is located. This joke is ridiculous!"

  Just stepped out of Zhao's apartment, I suddenly stopped in my tracks and tragically realized that I had only been in Shanghai for a short time, and my understanding of the city and its architecture was still at a novice level.

  Just then a thin middle-aged man rushed over from the opposite side with a flustered expression, and quickly grabbed the other person's collar with one hand.

  Over there, the fight had already reached an irreversible stage. The middle-aged man was afraid of being unable to avoid it and was escaping for his life. Suddenly, someone came forward and grabbed his collar, causing his heart to cool down by half. His face immediately fell.

  He looked up at the young man who was grabbing his collar, saw that he was dressed in a suit and tie, looking very proper, but then his weakness for being afraid of those who are soft and weak reappeared. He shouted loudly, warning: "What the hell are you doing? Get out of here! I still need to escape, if you don't let go, be careful or I'll beat you up."

  Du Haisheng smiled coldly and instantly grabbed his arm with one hand. With a slight exertion of force, the scene was suddenly filled with a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

  "Where is the National Relief General Assembly?"

  "Over there."

  Following the direction he pointed, it should be at the back of this street. Du Haisheng loosened his hand and reminded him: "Get out, remember not to always look at people's appearance, otherwise you will die miserably."

  A middle-aged man didn't dare fart, but he ran away like a fart, and while running, he was muttering to himself nonstop. Damn it, who did I provoke? Originally wanted to bully someone, but unexpectedly it's a tough guy.

  Du Haisheng took out a black cloth from a narrow alley and tied it around his head, so as not to be remembered by others, making everything he had done before meaningless.

  Arriving at the big street in the back, everywhere was looted and smashed. The wooden doors of the shops on both sides were smashed, the streetlights were destroyed, and they lay scattered all over the road, a scene of utter devastation, too horrible to behold.

  "This is not a revolution, it's just plain looting and slaughter."

  Witnessing the desolate and chaotic scene, Du Haisheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Is this what they call revolutionary war? The fighting is intense on one side, while the injured are these unarmed ordinary people. He knew that war requires paying the price of life, bloody lessons, but it shouldn't involve innocent civilians. This was also the real reason why he hated the Japanese devils from the bottom of his heart.

  Looking up, there is a tall building not far away with several big words "National Relief General Association" written on it. Compared to the low-rise buildings around, it stands out and doesn't fit in.

  The sound of gunfire and the wailing cries were coming from that direction, Du Haisheng loaded his pistol, hugged the building by the street, and quickly advanced towards the National Relief General Association Building.

  At this time, the front of the National Relief General Assembly building had become chaotic. When the gunshots rang out, the students from the University Alliance began to scatter in all directions. Unfortunately, Bi Zhen's troops were armed and although their marksmanship was not great, there were too many people from the University Alliance, a sea of black that seemed endless, so every shot hit a university student. Blood, mournful cries, bodies, a grossly uneven confrontation was unfolding. Some timid female students, seeing the corpses and blood, couldn't help but burst into tears. The entire street was filled with the stench of blood, making people feel dizzy and nauseous...