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It is also beneficial to use the gang of desperadoes from the Black Dragon Society, that is, you never have to worry about them rebelling.

Their loyalty to their master is a blind obedience engraved in their bones, regardless of right or wrong, they would rather commit suicide than surrender, let alone betrayal.

The disadvantages are also obvious. The people of the Black Dragon Society are like a group of chemical explosives with unstable molecular structure. If they are used well, they can kill the opponent, but if they are not used well, they may self-destruct.

"Ask your superiors to call the security forces of Commander Ben Zhuang Fan?" the beautiful woman suggested.

If the people who abandon the Black Dragon Society can only call the guard squadron who came to Shanghai with Zhuang Fan, this move is too vicious.

The guard squadron is specially trained soldiers, which is equivalent to today's special forces, ordinary people can't get close, three or five people are not opponents.

The Japanese consulate also has manpower to call, but the people in the consulate are from a different perspective. Their attitude towards the Manchuria agents is the same as that of the Manchurian agents towards the Black Dragon Society. Apart from contempt, it is contempt.

"No, if the personal safety of His Excellency Shigeru Honjo Shigeru is threatened due to the use of security forces, we will not be able to atone for our sins if we die a hundred times." Seishiro Ozawa shook his head again and again.

In the afternoon, Lu Ming felt like a wild animal trapped in a cage, and now Ozawa felt the same way.Although they were Party A and no one surrounded them, Party A was a little wronged, and the initiative was suddenly taken away by Party B.

"Watch tonight first, don't do anything." Ozawa gave the order helplessly.

In the ballroom, the band played pieces tirelessly. Even when the dancers were resting, they still played soothing and relaxing pieces.

Lu Ming invited them to come, and in addition to the outsourcing fee of [-] yuan for one night, he also gave a tip of [-] yuan for each piece of music. While they were playing the piece, they were thinking about the bank notes that would be available tomorrow, and their veins were flowing the sound of money.

Everyone drank fine wine and smoked black cat cigarettes. The ballroom was filled with smoke, and the fragrance of clothes and shadows was flying.Infected by the smell of alcohol and smoke, everyone was fascinated by the gentle serenade. They danced heartily, laughed happily, singing and dancing, as if they had forgotten the outside world, let alone the darkness. The glint and shadow of a sword.

There was unlimited wine and high-end cigarettes tonight, and there were pastries, sausages, baguettes and cheeses, even though they were so plentiful, and a Soviet government man whispered that there was no black bread and pickles.

Lu Ming smiled when he heard it. Vodka, black bread, and pickles are Russian national treasures.

The traditional Russians prefer sausages, and their preference for sausages is no less than that of Germans, but ordinary people can’t eat sausages casually, pickles are like pickles in rural China, and black bread is equivalent to Chinese nests. Wotou.

As long as the Russians have vodka, black bread, and sausages, they will be like gods. They will no longer have any desires, and they can be intoxicated in spirits and enter a state of selflessness.

"Mr. Andre, the dance was held in a hurry and the reception was not good enough, please forgive me." Lu Ming laughed.

"Mr. Lu, the food and wine you provided are too rich. Although there is no black bread and pickles, I still want to express my sincere thanks to you."

Mr. Andre was a staff member assigned by the Soviet government to Shanghai. Lu Ming didn't know what kind of work he was doing. He only knew that he was helping the government of the Republic of China.

It is said that he was a staff member sent by the Soviet government at the request of the Republic of China government after Mr. Sun Yat-sen proposed the policy of uniting Russia and the Communist Party. Policy, the former was preserved, the latter was completely broken.

The Soviet government did not protest against the Republic of China government's change of Mr. Sun Yat-sen's last wish. On the surface, they looked more like relatives of the Kuomintang.

Lu Ming was not very clear about the changes that took place during the Republic of China. He only knew that Commander-in-Chief Jiang had both German and Soviet military advisors beside him.

Every time he met Mr. Andre, Lu Ming always felt a little funny, because there were many escaped White Russians living in the apartment building, and they were sworn enemies with Andre.

Because after the October Revolution in the Soviet Union, the whole family of the tsar was massacred, even his direct and collateral relatives. It can be said that the purpose was to completely destroy the lineage of the Romanov dynasty and prevent them from making a comeback.

In China, however, they live under the same roof. Although they have no contacts, they live in peace.

Andre's job is not in Shanghai, but in Nanjing, but he likes Shanghai, because the workload is not heavy, so he can often see him in Wanguo Apartment.

"Mr. Andre, don't you Russians like red sausage the most? French bread is no worse than black bread." Yan Xiaohui came over and smiled.

"No, you don't understand, Ms. Yan, I'm not Russian, but Soviet." Andre corrected.

"Isn't the Soviet Union the same as Russia? What's the difference?" Yan Xiaohui said in a daze.

"Yes and no, Russia represents the outdated and backward feudal imperial system. Our Soviet government is a new and thriving country. The Soviet people are a new people and a new country reborn from blood." Andre explained very seriously.

"But aren't pickles and black bread older and stale?" Yan Xiaohui teased him.

"Oh, that's two different things. Food is always fresh. Let's put it this way, black bread and pickled cucumbers are like the steamed buns and pickles that you Chinese eat. No matter how far you go, you can eat delicious food every day. You still can't forget the steamed buns." And pickles." Andre said seriously.

Lu Ming and Yan Xiaohui nodded. Andre's metaphor was more vivid, and they could understand it.

Although French bread has a strong taste, it cannot replace black bread. Similarly, no matter how good shark’s fin bird’s nest is, it cannot replace the taste of pickles. It is nostalgia and the taste of home. It seems that Mr. Andre is homesick.

Fortunately, good vodka is also prepared here, which can relieve his nostalgia a little bit, but it is very likely that vodka evoked his nostalgia.

At this time, a dance music just finished, and the dancers retreated to rest. Yuan Mingzhu and Ning Xiner also came over, curiously watching Lu Ming and Yan Xiaohui talking to a strange-looking foreigner.

"Mr. Andre, what do you do in our Republic of China government?" Lu Ming asked curiously.

"Helping you train the army is mainly to help your soldiers become familiar with the various weapons we aid." Andre replied straightforwardly.

These are not secrets, but Lu Ming has never cared about the affairs of the Republic of China government, so he knows nothing about them.

At that time, the person who helped the government of the Republic of China train the army was a German military adviser. In the construction of the army, the government of the Republic of China and the Japanese military chose to follow the German army. Although the German army was the loser of World War I, it did not affect their honor at all.

The Soviet government also sent a military advisory group to the Republic of China government to help them master all kinds of weapons aided by the Soviet government or purchased with loans. Andrei was a member of the military advisory group.

Lu Ming and Andre were talking. They were full of curiosity about this ancient and great country, and they were even more interested in the new regime of Bolsheviks.

Of course, they are more familiar with the troika of Russian literature: Tolstoy, Dostoevsky and Turgenev. These three literary giants also have extensive influence in Europe and America.

The crisis has not been resolved, the joy in the ballroom continues, and the sound of the piano is like a complaint.The contest between Lu Ming and Ozawa is like a long string stretched by the night, and it will break at some point.