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Chapter 398 "Time is running out"

【Kuan Tao】

The name Zheng Jirong is not unheard of. As a national agent who has been adopted and trained by the organization since he was a child, he knows better than many people about the major events happening in this land.

And this [Yiguandao] is one of them.

Originated in the late Qing Dynasty, its teachings integrated some of the ideas of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and also mixed with some Western Christian culture. It was originally intended to overthrow the rule of the Qing Dynasty. It was suppressed several times by the Qing Dynasty without success. After the Republic of China, they They began to develop rapidly and expand their sphere of influence. Including Shanghai, they had seven general altars across the country. At their peak, they had millions of believers across the country.

That's all, but when Guandao saw that they had no hope of establishing their own political power, they began to engage in crazy money-making activities.

All believers who join Yiguandao must hand in more than five kilograms of white flour.

In this day and age, five pounds of white flour is a considerable fortune. Many people eat sorghum rice or cornmeal and cannot afford white flour at all.

After plundering ordinary people, they also did the most notorious thing, which was to collude with the Japanese army and the puppet regime during the Anti-Japanese War.

In enemy-occupied areas, Yiguandao began to spread rapidly due to its legalization. Their main tasks were twofold.

What surprised Zheng Jirong was that the Japanese had hooked up with Yiguandao so early, and that old devil Tanaka even took the position of deputy altar leader.

Du Dapeng looked at Zheng Jirong's gloomy face and cautiously made a suggestion, "How about I send someone to guard outside the main altar. Once the old devil shows up, I will kill him with my car. What do you think?"

"In my opinion, Master Tanaka, it's safer for you to stay in the church these days." One of the deputy altar leaders said in a slightly lower voice, "The Ax Gang is now the number one force in Shanghai. , since you have developed a grudge against Zheng Jirong, who could have predicted that he wouldn’t murder you while you were out? "

These two old men were the idols they admired, the two deputy altar leaders of Yiguandao in Shanghai.

At this moment, both the wide courtyard and the solemn hall were crowded with ordinary people wearing white cloth and looking slightly skinny.

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Nancheng, in a spacious courtyard.

Although their faces were sallow, their eyes shone with fiery light as they stared at the two old men sitting on the high platform at the front of the hall, talking in a low voice.

"Brother Rong."

"Haha, Master Tanaka is worrying too much!"

But then, he seemed to have thought of something, and he frowned and said, "It's just that Zheng Jirong is so arrogant and domineering that he doesn't even dare to give face to Westerners. I'm afraid that he will risk everything and break into our group." …”

Second, they tried to paralyze the masses mentally and even promoted absurd statements such as "the arrival of the Japanese army is destiny"!
Of course, such a cult would not end well in the end. In October 1950, the state directly dispatched the army to severely suppress the Yiguandao in various places. The leaders of the Yiguandao were arrested and tried. There are records of More than 300 leaders and altar owners were arrested, and nearly 100 of them were sentenced to death.

Zheng Jirong thought for a moment, shook his head slightly, and then stood up from the chair, with a firm and cold tone: "They are just scum, what is there to be afraid of? Gather the people and bring them with you. I will eradicate them for the country today." These pests!”

Tanaka Erlang, who was being talked about by Zheng Jirong, was currently wearing a white gauze dress. After hearing the words of the old man next to him, he nodded slightly.

First, to collect money and military supplies for the Japanese army, Yiguandao often organized various performances to trick believers into paying various fees, such as merit fees and dedication fees. Many of these fees and supplies such as grain and cotton were transferred to Japan. and puppet troops.

The old guy known as Li Tanzhu shook his head and raised his hand to point to the nearly a hundred worshipers with fanatical eyes below him, "Even if I am the King of Heaven, I have to be honest about killing people. With these loyal followers standing in your way, I want to kill you, unless he wants to be wanted by the government and be a street rat for the rest of his life. And don’t forget the identity of our altar leader.”

Looking at the fanatical-eyed congregants below, Tian Zhong's worries immediately dissipated a lot.

With these stupid people out there, and the protection of the leader of the Shanghai Beach Forum, Yiguandao, if Zheng Jirong wanted to kill him, he would have to give up all his reputation and status.

Thinking of this, he took a breath and prepared to pick up the tea cup nearby to rinse his mouth. However, the moment he opened the tea lid, the door outside the house was suddenly kicked open, and the heavy wooden door was slapped on the wall. Two extremely dull sounds were made. Immediately afterwards, the two heroes Da Du Peng and Tiezhu walked in side by side.

They glanced at everyone present with ferocious eyes, and then stood on both sides of the door, like two door gods, to prevent anyone from taking the opportunity to escape.

After the two of them got out of the way, Zheng Jirong walked in with a cigar in his mouth and an indifferent expression. Following closely behind him were dozens of menacing Ax Helpers armed with submachine guns.

Their appearance made the originally quiet lobby instantly tense.

Seeing this scene, Tanaka Erlang was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground due to a mistake, with pieces flying everywhere.

When Lord Li Tan next to him saw this, he couldn't help but frowned and said to the visitor: "This gentleman."

"Shut up!"

Zheng Jirong suddenly interrupted the old guy's words with a low drink, and then he scanned the surrounding Taoist congregation with a scrutinizing gaze. Most of these people were sallow and thin, looking malnourished.

At this moment, they were looking at themselves with the same eyes, as if they were exploring his purpose.

Then, Zheng Jirong raised his wrist and glanced at his watch with cold eyes, "I only give you one minute. If you want to survive, get out now."

Before he finished speaking, two believers suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed towards him regardless of their own safety.

However, before they could reach Zheng Jirong, a burst of rapid gunshots suddenly rang out. The next second, the two of them were beaten to pieces by bullets, their blood spattered everywhere, and they fell to the cold ground.

A cold smile appeared on Zheng Jirong's lips, and he announced coldly: "Anyone who is still here in one minute will end up like them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the believers who had been sitting quietly fell into panic and began to riot. Their horrified eyes turned to the two deputy altar leaders on the stage.

When Li Tanzhu saw this, he shouted with indignation: "Sir, do you know what you are doing? They are all innocent people!"

Zheng Jirong blew out a puff of smoke and responded calmly: "How many innocent people die in a natural disaster or an earthquake? Have you ever hated heaven and earth? What's more..."

He stared sharply at the two deputy altar leaders on the stage and sneered: "How many of those who are qualified to stay here in the main altar are innocent?"

"you"

Seeing that he actually dared to kill people, Altar Leader Li said angrily: "Then do you know who our altar leader is? Mr. Mayor is the altar leader of our main altar! You..."

boom!
Zheng Jirong was too lazy to listen to the old man's nagging anymore, so he raised his hand and shot him, hitting him between the eyebrows, killing him on the spot.

He killed Ding Li. If the mayor dares to be ignorant, then send him down with him so that their son-in-law can meet again on the Huangquan Road!
At this time, the believers in the venue were horrified when they saw that their altar leaders had been shot dead. Many people stood up quickly and ran out in a panic. With the leader taking the lead, more and more people followed. more.

However, there were still some stubborn believers who tried to rush forward to avenge Old Man Li, but these guys were quickly shot and fell into a pool of blood.

Zheng Jirong glanced at everything coldly, with a cold smile on his lips. He started to count down with his fingers raised: "There is not much time left, ten...nine...eight...one!"

As his voice fell, the originally open door closed instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of intensive gunfire rang out in the courtyard, echoing throughout the street, which was heart-stopping.

(End of this chapter)