Nanyang 1931: From piglets to giants

Chapter 12 A Night of Riot

Boom~
Late at night in Kuala Lumpur, the sound of grenade explosions could be heard faintly.

Outside the window, shouts, wails, and wild laughter, accompanied by sparse lights and the deep night, came through the not-so-tightly closed windows. There was chaos everywhere, which shocked Zheng Yi, who was in Kuala Lumpur for the first day, and he was completely stunned.

I hid in the bathtub in the bathroom, holding a pistol and didn't sleep all night.

Fortunately, no thugs stormed their house, proving that all their worries that night were in vain.

It was not until four in the morning, when the dawn had begun to lighten outside, that the streets returned to calm. After daybreak, there were significantly more police officers on the streets.

Most of the police were Malay and Indian. There were no Chinese police. I didn’t know if they were there or not.

“Is this what Kuala Lumpur nights are like?”

Wu Wenhao: "I've stayed in Kuala Lumpur a few times with my father before, and it's never been like this. Something must have happened."

"Go outside and ask what happened. And buy two more breakfasts. We can eat them together when you come back."

"Ah? Shall I go?"

"Nonsense, if it's not you, then it's me. You're only fourteen years old, and that's the age when you're bold and fearless."

"Oh."

"Wait a minute, I'll give you some money. Go with one. The rest is your pocket money. I was planning to take you clothes shopping today, but I see that the hems and cuffs of your clothes are a bit short.
"The little boy is in the growth stage, so he needs to buy more clothes frequently, but now...ah~ your master is timid, and I dare not go out until I know what happened last night."

"Master, please wait. I will definitely find out what happened."

After saying that, Wu Wenhao ran downstairs.

Zheng Yi made himself a cup of tea, turned on the radio and tuned back to the channels to see if he could find out something.

Unfortunately, the Hokkien channel in Singapore is still broadcasting domestic news, while the Cantonese channel in Kuala Lumpur is talking about Myanmar, where the "Myanmar Chinese National Salvation Association" and the "Myanmar Chinese Vow to Use Domestic Products Group" have been established and are reading scripts.

As for BBC World Service.

Zheng Yi didn't expect the British to pay attention to what was happening in Asia.

"Isn't this newsworthy?"

About half an hour later, Wu Wenhao finally came back with the pork pies. As he was on the stairs, he called out, "Master, I found out, I found out. No, it's not a big deal."

"Tell me quickly, what happened? It's nothing serious. They were arguing all night and even moved the grenade."

"It's Huaji. There was a fight between Huaji and the Black Dragon Society last night."

"What is Huaji, Black Dragon Society, what does it mean?"

"Hua Ji is the Qing Gang in China. The secret societies in Kuala Lumpur are Hua Ji and Hong Men. The Black Dragon Society is a social organization of Japanese immigrants in Southeast Asia."

Zheng Yi was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Why? Is anyone dead?"

"Last night, members of the Black Dragon Society showed up and smashed up a Huaji dance hall. For some reason, Huaji wasn't happy about it and gathered some people to smash up Japanese shops. The Black Dragon Society members fought back, and the two groups fought all night long. The police were even dispatched."

"Police station? Then who did the police station help?"

"They're helping the Black Dragon Society, but how can they help us Chinese? When have the foreigners ever sided with us Chinese? But it's okay. The brothers from Hua Ji didn't suffer any loss. The police came and beat them up anyway. I heard that they killed more than a dozen Malays and more than twenty Indians."

"What about Hua Ji and the Black Dragon Society? How many people died?"

"I don't know, but it must be a lot. I heard that blood is flowing out of the sewers on Elizabeth Avenue."

Zheng Yi was a little frightened. He didn't eat, but lit a cigarette first and said, "What was the name of the dance hall that was smashed first? Do you know?"

"Hey, I think I've actually heard someone mention it. It's called... dream, yes, what dream?"

"Dream Paris?" "Yes, yes, yes, that's the name, Master. How did you know that?"

Zheng Yi: “…………”

He seemed to know why this happened.

Unable to control himself, Zheng Yi put his hands in his pockets and took out a business card with a lip print on it, thinking of yesterday...

For a moment, I was really distracted.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, Qian Qiwen is not a particularly beautiful beauty. She is probably just above average. Her makeup is too heavy, so he can hardly see her foundation.

Generally speaking, if a woman is really beautiful, who would wear such heavy makeup?

She had a nice figure, but that was just her. A prostitute shouldn't have attracted Zheng Yi's attention.

But what happened yesterday, that kiss, was just too exciting.

Anyway, as a modern person who just traveled through time, he had never seen such a scene. When he thinks about it now, the adrenaline in his body is still surging.

She had just killed someone and now came over to kiss him with blood on her hands. I have never seen such a woman in my previous life.

At the time, he was so nervous and scared that he didn't have any romantic thoughts. But he would think about it later...

He could even recall very clearly the touch of Qian Qiwen's lips and tongue, very, very clearly.

To be honest, I spent half the night reminiscing about it.

So exciting.

This kiss is something he will probably remember for the rest of his life.

"I don't know how she is doing."

'If she hadn't intervened yesterday, would I have really pulled out my gun and killed that Japanese guy? Would I have been dragged into everything that happened?'

'Now that I think about it, did this bitch really save me?'

Although, he has Li Xiaoshi's protection, and he guesses that the Black Dragon Society wouldn't dare to do anything to him, but he is just an employee who has just started working, no, to be precise, he hasn't even started working yet. If he causes such a big trouble for his boss, it would seem really bad.

"Master, this matter... doesn't have anything to do with you, does it?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yi quickly denied it, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a scientist, your master. What relationship do I have with these land rogues and secret societies? Let's eat quickly."

"Oh."

Wu Wenhao lowered his head and ate the meat pie on the table in big mouthfuls, until his mouth was full of oil.

"You are so heartless, you eat with such relish."

"Hehe, Master, you don't have to take this matter to heart. The Huaji gang will fight the Black Dragon Society sooner or later. I estimate that at most tonight, the Hongmen will be unable to sit still.

In Southeast Asia, I know that the relationship between us Chinese and the Japanese has long been like fire and water, and it only takes a spark to ignite. Whoever ignites the fire will explode.

"Has the relationship between overseas Chinese and Japanese people become so bad?"

"Ah, what else? Master, you have just arrived in Nanyang. You don't know that as early as 1928, during the Jinan Massacre, we overseas Chinese had a fight with the Japanese.

Haven't you noticed that there are so few Japanese banks in British Malaya? There used to be so many, but they were all smashed and closed down back then."

"Smash the bank."

"It was the banks they smashed! The Colonial Office couldn't do anything about it at the time. The fight went on for over a year, and it only stopped two years ago. Just after two years of peace, the Japanese army invaded Northeast China again. This is probably just the beginning, and there will be chaos for a while to come."

(End of this chapter)