Chapter 444 Why does it feel like someone else's home court?
"Tomorrow at 10 o'clock, Xili Boxing Champion will fight with the Yamashiro leader at Xiangjiang Stadium!"
A piece of explosive news was deliberately spread widely by the agent of the boxing champion Xili.
Even the Hong Kong Evening News received a recommendation from the agent regarding tomorrow's game.
Needless to say, the agent of boxing champion Xili is very smart and is ready to gain both fame and fortune.
The price of tickets to the Hong Kong Stadium skyrocketed instantly, with the Japanese being the most enthusiastic.
There are also a large number of British, Americans, and Chinese who hope that the brutal Yamashiro leaders of Fuso will be beaten badly by the Xili boxing champion.
Snow House, by the swimming pool.
Xiang Chu swam ashore and sat on the lounge chair next to Wang Manxue.
Wang Manxue handed over a glass of coconut juice and said worriedly, "Brother Chu! What kind of competition are you having with that damn foreigner?"
Xiang Chu took the coconut juice, took a sip and said, "In order to get back the medicines to be sent to the front line, an extra plane is needed."
Wang Manxue said angrily: "Our current industry is enough to buy ten planes. Do you really need to risk your life?"
Xiang Chu shook his head and said, "Industry is not money. If we don't have enough money on paper, we won't be able to afford to buy a plane."
Wang Manxue said coquettishly: "I bought a cargo ship!"
Xiang Chuxiao asked: "Where was your Manxue detained by the Japanese warships?"
Wang Manxue said with a smile: "As soon as we heard it was our boat, we released it immediately."
Xiang Chu saw through it but didn't say anything. He nodded and said, "Yes! This is the best."
Wang Manxue changed the subject and said, "Brother Chu! Kong Ling's family also has a batch of goods at the airport. They know that the Japanese are going to attack Guangzhou, so they also need you to fly them back to Chongqing."
Xiang Chu said excitedly: "Kong Ling returned to Chongqing?"
Wang Manxue shook her head and said, "How could that be? Her brother sent someone to find me and ask for help."
Xiang Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Doesn't this require a second plane for transportation?"
Wang Manxue nodded and said, "Yes! Since we have the protection of your shadow agency, we should buy a transport plane to transport goods. Even if we use it as a passenger plane, it will be very cost-effective."
Xiang Chu smiled and asked: "Will you join my shadow agency?"
"I won't join any organization of devils or traitors!"
Wang Manxue flatly refused, pointing to the bright sun peeking out from the clouds and said,
"Come inside! I'm afraid of getting tanned."
"You mean I'm a traitor?"
Xiang Chu said unhappily, stood up and teased,
"Well! Let's change Tantan's name to Wang Coal."
"You'd better soak in the water!"
Wang Manxue pushed him into the swimming pool, then turned and slipped into the living room.
"See how I deal with you!"
Xiang Chu yelled angrily.
The little monkey on the banana tree next to the swimming pool was scared and ran away.
Wang Manxue opened the window and shouted, "Meal! Your radio is ringing."
Xiang Chu said angrily: "You pushed him into the water, and you go to collect the electricity."
“Isn’t he a professional?”
Wang Manxue said in a delicate voice.
“You are a university lecturer, and there is something you don’t know?”
Xiang Chu was truly speechless. He hurried ashore and ran to the study to copy the telegram.
The message was translated: "Blindfolded man! The intelligence you provided is very accurate. The Soviet Air Force destroyed hundreds of the Japanese new aircraft at Songshan Airport, as well as the oil depot containing 20 tons of aviation fuel. 7!"
Xiang Chu replied to the message: "7! I will fight with Xili Boxing Champion tomorrow morning, and will take the medicine back to Chongqing in the afternoon. There will be two transport planes returning by then, please help contact the landing airport. Blindfolded man!"
Song Xi called back: "Why do you want to compete with Xili Boxing Champion? Can you beat him?"
Xiang Chu called back: "Of course we can win. By the way, do you know any pilots in Hong Kong? We are short of pilots for our transport planes."
Song Xi called back: "If you promise to let me manage the airline in the future, I will help you find a pilot."
Xiang Chu called back: "Deal!"
Song Xi called back: "Queen's Road... Wu Yong, Chun Yeung Street... Han Fei, the air force has run out of planes, many people have gone to Hong Kong, these two people are good people, they left their phone numbers and are ready to be called at any time."
Xiang Chu called back to express his gratitude and immediately called Wu Yong and Han Fei respectively. The two were worried about their livelihood and agreed immediately after hearing the request.
He said happily, "Manxue! You can collect funds to buy another transport plane. The pilot will not be a problem."
Wang Manxue looked at the telegrams and sneered, "It's not that there is no problem. The airline has become a certain 7."
Xiang Chu said shamelessly: "Don't be angry! There are so many people at the mahjong table that they can't leave."
Wang Manxue said angrily, "No! I want to go back to Chongqing with you tomorrow, and the four of us will play mahjong in the Political Department."
At this time, the radio transmission sounded again.
Xiang Chu copied and deciphered the message: "Director! Sanniao ordered the Shadow Agency to send people to Chongqing to transfer five scholars including Ugaki Wancai who live at No. 99 Huangshan Road to Shanghai Chuyue Hotel. Liaison Director!"
"What does this mean? Why do we have to stay at the Chuyue Hotel?"
Xiang Chu really couldn't understand it. He knew there must be something hidden, but he couldn't ask the International Department, so he could only reply to Long Ling: "Director of the Liaison Office! Please inform Sanniao that we plan to use the Ziwei and Xuewang transport planes to transport the goods of the Kong and Song families to sneak into Chongqing, waiting for an opportunity to pick up five scholars including Ugaki Wancai. Please inform the Air Force not to intercept these two transport planes over South China. Director!"
Not long after, Long Ling replied: "Chief of the Agency! Have the Chief of Intelligence report immediately. Contact the Chief!"
"Yes! The Snow King is very much in line with my idea."
Wang Manxue nodded and paused.
"But Xiang Chu, can you win tomorrow's game?"
"Of course!"
Xiang Chu said firmly.
Soon, the telegram replied: "Director! Santori has notified the Air Force. In addition, please make sure to win the match with Xili Boxing Champion tomorrow. If you win, you will be rewarded with 10 yen by the Shadow Agency. Contact the Director!"
"You know I want to compete?"
Xiang Chu couldn't help but exclaim.
The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning.
The Xiangjiang Stadium was packed with people, all coming to watch the duel between boxing champion Xili and the next generation of Yamaguchi.
Boxing champion Xili's trip to Hong Kong ended regrettably without a match, but he did not expect to have the opportunity to face off against Fuso's top master, Yamashiro.
He had a dark muscular body and was wearing a red cloak. He ran onto the stage first, raised his arms violently, and roared like a lion.
The sound shook the stadium and made the children cry loudly.
He roared proudly: "Haha! This boxing champion can scare Chinese children to tears with just one shout."
"Which eye of yours is looking at the Chinese child?"
Xiang Chu, wearing a black judo uniform and speaking authentic Cantonese, jumped onto the ring.
"What a light gong!"
The people in the stands cheered, forgetting that he was a Japanese devil.
"Yoshi! That's great."
The Japanese also cheered.
Xili shook his middle finger and sneered, "It's all fancy moves, nice to look at but useless."
Xiang Chu laughed and said, "Stupid bull! You will know later that this is not just fancy moves."
Xili shouted angrily: "Fuso people! How dare you insult this boxing champion?"
Xiang Chu pointed at the British referee who was looking around and said, "Referee! It's already ten o'clock. Stop wasting time. I still have important things to do."
The referee smiled and said, "It looks like there are still a few spots in the stands that are not filled."
Xiang Chu was really speechless. It turned out that this was an organized money-making operation.
At this time, Xili's agent shouted loudly: "Cheerleaders, cheer!"
Immediately, on one side of the stands, hundreds of cheerleaders beat drums and gongs and shouted:
"The boxing champion must win! The boxing champion must win!"
The Fuso people refused to show weakness and shouted: "The Yamashiro leader will win! Will win!"
Most of the people present were Chinese, and they all raised their arms and shouted:
"The champion will win! Defeat the leader of the Yamashita generation!"
"Why does it feel like someone else's home ground?"
Xiang Chu pondered inwardly and found it amusing.