There are many Japanese in the Northeast. In addition to hundreds of thousands of Japanese in Kanto Prefecture, there are hundreds of Japanese expatriates serving Japanese institutions such as Manchuria Railway in the Fengtian area. In addition, there are thousands of Japanese soldiers from Manchuria Railway Guards, family members, Japanese merchants doing business in the Northeast, Japanese ronin who do nothing, etc. In many places in Fengtian City, there are even Chinese and Japanese gangsters living together. In order to facilitate business and life, some Japanese vendors basically live in the same alley or even a courtyard with the Chinese.

Ordinary neighbors have conflicts, let alone China and Japan live together? Usually, Chinese and Japanese look down on each other. Although the old saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, such a close neighbor relationship is not much better. It does not mean that all Japanese residents and local residents have many conflicts. At least the relationship is only very small. Most of them are either pretending not to know each other and never interact with each other, or they are quarreling over trivial matters every few days. On the second day of the porcelain shop incident, several households were

I happened to be together in the courtyard to chat about this. I was particularly angry at the Japanese's rogue behavior and couldn't help but curse a few words. This made Matsumoto, a Japanese businessman living in the courtyard, angry for a long time. Although Matsumoto was not very good at speaking Chinese, there was no problem at all. I immediately went out to defend my compatriots. When the two sides met, they happened to be on the head of fire. They inevitably had the smell of gunpowder in their words. They started a big quarrel after a few words, and even reached the point of pulling their fists together.

Of course, most of the residents in the courtyard are China, and they are united in hatred for the porcelain shop incident. Matsumoto is no match for whether he is talking or fist. After a few strokes, Matsumoto, who had eaten a few old fists, fled in a mess, and the Chinese who won the victory were all excited and danced happily.

After suffering losses, Matsumoto escaped back to the house and couldn't calm down, and he was so angry that he couldn't sleep well all night. When he got up the next day, when he came to the yard to wash, he was pointed at by a few little babies and laughed at him, making his face turn as if it was ashen. His teeth were bitten and giggled.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and fights are definitely not enough. All the people around are Chinese. If they do something, they will definitely be beaten to a pig's head. But if they quarrel, he can't talk about so many Chinese people, let alone the profound Chinese. With his stuttering and speaking unscrupulous Chinese, he must scold the other party to the point of being sucked. Matsumoto's chest was so uncomfortable that he didn't recover all day, and he kept thinking about how to take revenge.

Not to mention, after thinking about it for a day, Matsumoto racked his brains and finally came up with a trick. He searched in the store, took a bottle of things and put them in his arms and closed the door and got off work. When he returned to the compound, it happened to be dinner time. Almost all the adults and children in the compound were there. Matsumoto walked into the compound. When he ran to everyone in an abnormal manner, he bowed repeatedly, lowered his head to the pants, and his expression seemed very sincere, and he kept saying that he apologized for his bad attitude yesterday.

"Forget it, it's all neighbors. Is it necessary to do this for such a small matter? Besides, there were also ours yesterday. I said Mr. Matsumoto, didn't you hurt you yesterday?" The common people were like this, with a sarcastic and heart-warming voice. When they saw Matsumoto, they actually apologized to them so sincerely. The masters who beat and scolded him yesterday suddenly felt embarrassed. They thought that the Japanese were also divided into good or bad, and the porcelain shop was not Matsumoto. Everyone usually lives in the same courtyard, and they bowed their heads and looked up. Why do they have to make enemies like this for such a thing?

"It's okay, it's a problem for everyone." Matsumoto bowed repeatedly with a smile, saying that he had nothing to do.

"It's fine, it's fine. Mr. Matsumoto just came back and hadn't eaten yet, right? Well, let's make do with me today?" The more Matsumoto did this, the more embarrassed everyone felt. Several people greeted him enthusiastically, and told him not to go back and fire and could just eat something together.

"No, no, no, it's too troublesome, too troublesome..." Matsumoto's head shook into a splatter and quickly refused.

"Oh, why are you polite to the neighbors? Come on, my family cooked pork vermicelli today, I'll give you a bowl of it?"

"This...then...then...Ariad..." Matsumoto hesitated for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

He pulled Matsumoto to the side and sat down. The adult who had just called Matsumoto for dinner went to the house to help serve the rice. Several children were playing at the table, and the women were holding their youngest children and feeding them bit by bit.

"Children, come on, uncle will give you candy." As soon as the adult turned around and entered the house, Matsumoto squinted his eyes at the children and raised his hand to greet him.

When the children heard the shouts, they looked back and saw Matsumoto taking out a colorful candy from his arms and suddenly couldn't turn his eyes away and ran over with great joy.

"Japanese candy is delicious, so don't grab one for each person." Matsumoto smiled like a kind uncle and shared the candy for the children. Adults who were a little far away smiled knowingly when they saw it. This candy is a good thing, especially in Japanese candy stores that are so expensive. How can these ordinary families be willing to buy this for their children except during festivals?

After a few candies were divided, the child who got them first hurriedly stuffed them into his mouth, and he was so happy that he could smile when he tasted the sweetness. The child who had not yet received the candies was excited and shouted that Matsumoto would give them to him soon. At this time, the adults focused on other places and no longer paid attention to Matsumoto. Seeing that the opportunity finally came, a trace of viciousness suddenly flashed across Matsumoto's smile, and he reached out and took a bottle out of his arms.

"All candy...come, everyone has..."

As he said, Matsumoto smiled and pulled out the bottle plug, took the bottle and threw it at the heads of the children surrounding him.

"ah……!"

After a scream, several children fell on their heads and kept rolling, while a sour smell filled the yard with white smoke.

"What's going on? What happened?" The adults hurriedly turned around and were stunned when they saw this scene. They shouted and rushed towards their children. At this time, Matsumoto had thrown away the bottle, turned around and ran towards the yard gate. When people realized that, Matsumoto had already run out of the yard.

sulfuric acid!

Matsumoto was in the dye business. In order to retaliate, he took a bottle of sulfuric acid from the store and went home. He first used apology to make everyone relax their vigilance against him. Then he used candy to attract the children in the courtyard. When the adults were not paying attention to him, he quietly took out the prepared sulfuric acid and splashed it on these innocent children. These children were only three or five years old, and their heads were covered with sulfuric acid and were immediately rolled on the ground with pain when they were poured on the ground, and they kept crying. The adults didn't know what was going on. At first, they touched them with their hands, but they didn't expect that they were burned by sulfuric acid on the spot when they touched their hands, and they shouted in pain.

Fortunately, someone in the courtyard had done it in the dyeing workshop and immediately recognized it as sulfuric acid. He hurriedly asked someone to dig well water to rinse the children. However, Matsumoto's actions were too toxic and the sulfuric acid was poured too much. Except for the two children who stood far away and didn't get much, the other children were seriously injured. The adults didn't care about burning the sulfuric acid on their hands, so they held the children up and rushed to the hospital.

"Where is Matsumoto? Where is Matsumoto, this guy?" He rushed to the hospital, and the adults who came to their senses remembered the culprit Matsumoto.

"I ran away long ago. When something happened, I watched him run out." The mother of a child said, wiping her tears.

"You... why don't you stop him?" the father of the burned child stomped his feet and blamed him.

"Stop? I was patronizing our baby at that time. Why don't you chase me out if you are a big man?" He wiped the woman's tears and asked.

"Aren't I in a hurry to save our baby? You're not stopping Matsumoto, a kid, ran away? You are a girl with long hair and short knowledge..."

The couple almost started arguing, and the others around quickly persuaded them to leave.

"Mom, let me slap it. I said that Matsumoto is an ordinary boy who ignores five or six. His nostrils look towards the sky when he walks. Why are you so polite today? I have been doing it for a long time to make bad water! I have hurt so many babies, so I must not let this guy go." The father of a child cursed gritted his teeth.

"Yes! You must beat him to death if you catch him." One person agreed.

"I'm just going to catch it, this person is gone." Another cursed and shook his head.

"Run? Can the monks run and can the temple? Didn't Matsumoto open a store? Someone else runs and still stays, so he will smash his store." The first person to speak suggested.

"Yes! Smash his store."

"Go away, go smash the store!"

"Go! Go!"

With a greeting, except for leaving a few women waiting in the hospital, the men turned around and left, heading towards Matsumoto's dye shop in a fierce manner.

Of course, Matsumoto was not a fool who did big things. It was impossible for him to go back to the store and wait for them to come to find him. After running out of the courtyard, Matsumoto had long no idea where to hide. When a group of people found Matsumoto's store, they saw that the door was closed, not to mention people, and they didn't even have any hair.

The children were so injured by Matsumoto. The doctors in the hospital said whether a few seriously injured could save their lives. The father of the extremely angry child could not just go back like this. Seeing that there was no one in the store, he simply smashed the store door and rushed in and smashed and beat them no matter what he saw. For a moment, all the goods in Matsumoto's store were destroyed and turned into a pile of rags.

The move to smash the shop attracted the attention of surrounding businesses. The Japanese shops were basically set up in this area. Seeing these Chinese people smashing Matsumoto's shops without saying a word, some Japanese merchants who were still in the shop hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. Due to language barriers, and the fathers of these children were already angry with the Japanese, and they started fighting after a while. The fight became even more serious. The Japanese merchants shouted for help. At this time, the friends and relatives of the children who heard the tragic incident also arrived. Now, from the initial fight of a dozen people, it immediately developed into a group fight of dozens. As time went by, more and more Chinese people came. In the end, the group fight turned into a battle of hundreds of people, and the fight was so dark that it was so injured that several Japanese shops on this street were smashed.

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The events in these two chapters are all in real history, but the location and characters occur differently, and the events are similar. Here we explain!
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