Period drama: Old Cao's carefree life

Chapter 24 If we become rich and powerful, let's not forget each other!

Now that he knew that Master Biao was a man of Xi Batian Fudecheng, Cao Weida was even less likely to be polite to him.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." He took the baton and tossed it in his hand; it actually felt quite comfortable to use.

Most patrol officers are not armed, for a variety of reasons.

First, to prevent the police force from posing a threat to Japanese rule.

Although the city has been occupied, people's hearts are not so easy to control.

Possessing weapons naturally breeds murderous intent. China has no shortage of courageous Chinese people, and once armed and mobilized, they can become a formidable force of resistance.

To prevent internal strife, it is clearly necessary to prohibit most police officers from carrying firearms.

Secondly, there were financial constraints. The economy of the occupied areas was severely damaged by the war, resulting in financial difficulties. Purchasing and maintaining firearms and ammunition required a large amount of funds.

The Japanese weren't stupid; with that money, they would naturally prioritize supplying the army and other governing bodies.

Thirdly, there are strategic considerations. After all, in their view, the daily duty of the police is to assist in maintaining local security, and they don't need firearms at all.

The police baton that Cao Weida borrowed became part of the police's daily security equipment.

Most police batons are made of wood with a metal head, which increases their durability and deterrent effect, and they are not easily damaged when used.

It is about 40 centimeters long and has police markings engraved on it.

This length makes it easy to carry and swing around.

With his baton in hand, Cao Weida looked at Boss Biao and his men with ill intent. "Boss Biao, you guys really have to fight back! Don't back down! It'll be no fun if you don't fight back or talk back."

"?????"

People say no? !

If they weren't afraid of angering Cao Weida, Biao Ye and the others would have cursed him out. "Why don't you put down your gun first!"

With a baton in his left hand and a gun in his right, the gun pointed at our heads, he told us not to back down?!

Is this something a human would say?!
Including Biao Ye, who had initially been putting on a brave face, everyone had become unusually docile, bowing their heads and looking at their toes as if there were flowers on their toes.

If Cao Wei Da hadn't known their background, he might have been too embarrassed to take action against them given their current state.

But now, he's not going to let these people off so easily.

"Ah fight!"

The lively atmosphere here naturally attracted the attention of others.

Just then, a group of Japanese puppet troops happened to be patrolling this area. Upon seeing the situation, they immediately decided to bring their men to maintain order.

But after taking only a couple of steps, he was stopped by someone.

"Commander Fujita! Commander!" The Japanese soldier leading the group greeted them respectfully beside a car.

"Hmm." Fujita gave a faint "hmm" and waved his hand, ordering, "You don't need to go over there. Just pretend you didn't see anything."

"Hai!" The Japanese soldier in charge naturally dared not disobey, and without even asking "why," he turned and left with his men.

After these people left, Duobian, who was sitting to the side, looked ahead and chuckled lightly, "Fujita-kun, look at him, doesn't he seem like a fox borrowing the tiger's power?"

"No, you probably meant to say 'a dog that relies on its master's power,'" Fujita Sōsuke laughed heartily. Looking at Cao Wei Da, who had been calling him brother just last night, now seemed so sarcastic.

"People who become arrogant and domineering just because they have a little connection are exactly the kind of people we need, seemingly shrewd but actually foolish."

“Fujita-kun is still more knowledgeable about Chinese learning,” Duobianyi said with a sneer. “Perhaps he still thinks he has won our favor and is still smug about it.”

"Look at his arrogant and overbearing manner now that he's in power, he's just like a clown jumping around."

"There's an old Chinese saying, 'Those who are not of our race will surely have different hearts,' and I wholeheartedly agree with this view." Fujita Sosuke leaned back in his car seat, his hands casually resting on his stomach, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Whether he becomes arrogant and domineering after gaining power, if he doesn't change at all, I'll be more worried about his cunning."

"He's fine as he is now. When we've made enough money and are ready to leave, we can slaughter this fattened rabbit."

Duobianyi smiled and nodded slightly. "Let him be smug for a while. Consider it a treat before he's used up all his value."

"If we don't even give him this small reward, he might feel that we're not standing up for him and start not putting in the effort, which would delay our ability to make money."

For a Chinese person, they never really intended to make friends.

In their eyes, Cao Weida was just a dog they kept, a dog that made money for them.

Once they feel the time is right, this money-making dog should be taken offline.

After all, someone has to take the blame for such a serious crime as smuggling.

We can then give him the title of a top-level agent of the Kuomintang or the Communist Party. Not only can we use him to take the blame for smuggling, but we can also make him a great contributor, killing two birds with one stone.

They previously said that Cao Wei had a clean background; in other words, if the background was clean, then dealing with him would naturally be clean as well.

"By the way, urge the Osaka Division members to hurry up, the sooner the better." Cao Weida, who was in their line of sight, was naturally unaware that the two men who had been calling each other brothers last night were watching everything he did. He handed the blood-stained baton back to Zong Xiangfang, panting and stretching his arms.

"Oh dear, I'm so tired."

Upon hearing this, Biao Ye and his gang, who were lying on the ground, immediately began to curse in their hearts, their curses encompassing almost everyone, including their ancestors for eighteen generations.

Biao Ye vowed in his heart that once this matter was over, he would find a chance to kill this damn black-skinned dog!

He really lost face today!
Zong Xiangfang looked at the police baton in his hand, which was almost completely covered in blood, and shook his head helplessly.

Okay, fine, this guy's the boss, he didn't listen to a single word he said!

He shouted to the excited onlookers around him:

"Alright, alright, everyone step back a little, stop looking, what's so interesting? Don't you have to earn money to support your families?"

The onlookers left reluctantly, whispering and chatting excitedly. Clearly, they would have plenty to talk about for the next few days.

Biao Ye, who was lying on the ground after being beaten, already had bloodstains all over his head. Now, after being beaten even more, he felt pain all over his body.

He felt pain all over his body and his body was weak. He should go to the hospital right away, otherwise he wondered if he would bleed to death!

He struggled to his feet. "Master Cao, I, Kui Biao, admit defeat today. Can we leave now?"

Cao Wei Da said, "It's acceptable to beat someone up in broad daylight, but it's unacceptable to kill someone after they've already submitted."

Therefore, he never intended to kill the other person.
"You can leave, but you have to leave the money for the cigarettes."

"I didn't buy any cigarettes, why should I?" He was about to argue, but after thinking it over, he held back, painfully pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket, threw it at him, and then uttered a harsh threat:
"The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on forever, we'll meet again!"

Is this a plan for retaliation?
Cao Wei Da laughed. The other party planned to retaliate against him, and he was equally prepared not to let the other party off the hook!

Not only Kui Biao, but he also had no intention of letting Xi Batian Fude Cheng go!

"Get lost." He waved his hand like a fly, not even looking at how many coins he had, and handed them all to Mo He.

Here, your cigarette money.

"No, no, no, sir, I can't accept this." Mo He quickly waved his hand. "I didn't even offer you a cigarette, how can I take your money? Sir, you can keep the money yourself."

"Also, thank you. My name is Mo He. I sell cigarettes around here. If you want to smoke, just look for me and I'll give you the cost price."

"Just take it. They messed up your cigarettes like crazy, consider this compensation." Without saying a word, Cao Weida grabbed the other person's hand and stuffed the money into it.

I must say, these little hands are quite soft.
Mo He blushed and immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

Tsk, good girls these days are so shy.

"Alright, it's not safe to connect now. Be careful in the future. If anything happens, come to the Fifth Precinct police station to find me. If I'm not there, find a patrol captain named Duomen. He'll help you."

"You mean Uncle Duo? I know him. He's a top-notch patrolman." No wonder he's so righteous; he's friends with Uncle Duo.

"Oh, it seems that Master Duo's reputation is quite widespread." "It's Master Duo. It's best if you know him. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to us. We are police officers, and we are here to stand up for the people."

"Ahem." Zong Xiangfang coughed, then awkwardly tugged at him, "Alright, let's hurry up and leave, before Kui Biao comes back."

"Well, Miss Mohe, you'd better stay away for the next couple of days. Kui Biao isn't the type to suffer a loss easily. Let's wait a couple of days before making any decisions."

This is also why ordinary people don't want to mess with local thugs. These people are vindictive and will always seek revenge, whether openly or secretly, if they suffer a loss.

“Yes, it will take two more days.” Cao Weida stroked his chin. “Here’s what we’ll do: you rest at home for two days, and then you can go out as usual. I’ll be leaving now.”

Zong Xiangfang chased after him, muttering, "How come you've gotten so bold lately? You dare to mess with someone like this?"

"And what do you mean by 'thing will be the same again in two days'? I only said two days to give a general idea. Do you really think everything will be fine in two days?"

"Let me tell you, you really shouldn't have provoked Kui Biao so badly. Now look what's happened, who knows how Kui Biao will retaliate against you and that girl."

"You'd better be careful from now on, lest you get ambushed."

Cao Weida smiled faintly and walked forward without turning his head: "We'll have to wait until he can get through these next two days."

"What do you mean?" Zong Xiangfang's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't exactly familiar with Cao Weida, but he wasn't a complete stranger either.

After all, they are all patrol officers in this area, unlike Zheng Chaoyang who sits in the office. They will inevitably run into each other all the time.

Coupled with their reputation for being cowardly and timid, they naturally paid more attention to each other.

But now he feels that Cao Wei Da in his eyes seems to be very different from before.

What gave Cao Wei the audacity to act in this way?
Could it be the Japanese?!
"Brother, tell me the truth, did you hook up with some big shot? You can't keep this good thing to yourself, you'll have to share it with us when you're rich!" Zong Xiangfang joked.

Could this guy have become a traitor?!

Zong Xiangfang immediately became wary. If that was the case, he would have to have less contact with him in the future to avoid discovering any flaws.

(End of this chapter)