September 17, 1936, Beijing, Zhongnanhai, Huairen Hall.

The magnificent palace that was once the last political center of the old empire, today the colorful flags were waving and fancy. The countless elite guards of the 29th Army of Pingjin were carefully selected, and they were arranged one kilometer away. The red banner reads the black words "China-Japanese Military and Political Goodwill Party". I don't know whose handwriting was, and the strokes were reversed and smooth, revealing a domineering temperament.

As the highest commander of Pingjin, Song Zheyuan personally stood at the door as a welcome guest. He could not see whether he was happy or sad on his face, and he was pale in his face as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. But whenever a heavyweight figure came, he would smile, like a rich man who had a big wedding.

"Oh, Mr. Ziyu is here, I am not honored, please come in." The famous old warlord Wu Peifu came. Although he has faded out of the military and political circles, the time-honored brand is still quite influential. The Japanese mobilized him to come out more than once and did not agree, but today they also joined in the fun. They smiled reservedly and nodded and passed by.

Immediately afterwards, several famous celebrities exchanged greetings, and then Shang Zhen came with a smile on his face with a few subordinates. Song Zheyuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and quickly winked with the adjutant beside him, and he hugged his fists like the former.

Shang Zhen came from Henan from afar to join in the fun. This was beyond Song Zheyuan's expectations. He thought that he was the protagonist today and everyone else was a spectator. He never expected this guy to come too. Could it be that he smelled some fishy smell? Or would things happen even more today!

It seems that I have done it right as a doorman in person! Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to see him inside!

I don’t know who will come to the banquet. It’s ridiculous to say such a thing. But Song Zheyuan couldn’t help him. Now he is the mouse in the bellows and is angry at both ends. Whether it is the Japanese, the Central Jiang, or the other minds around him, he doesn’t want to offend any of them, nor can he afford to offend them. But he is under great pressure to carry the three most critical areas of Pingjin and Hebei!

The guests invited by the Japanese have also arrived one after another. Yin Rugeng, chairman of the "Hebei-East Defense and Communist Autonomous Committee", who is the outpost of "Five North China Province Autonomy", is now a new generation of traitors whose ancestral tablets are about to fall down by being scolded by all parts of the country. He entered in a vague manner with a bitter face and smiled without laughing. Since December 25 last year, he publicly issued the "Autonomous Declaration", claiming: "From today, we will break away from the central government to declare autonomy, take the lead in the coalition of provinces to seek peace in the East."

Four of the eight-member committees who came together were present, plus Wang Yitang and other anxious pioneers, they were very happy on the surface, but if you look carefully, you can clearly see the emptiness inside.

When the banquet was almost time, Tianjin commander Tian Dai Wanichiro was tilted and as the leader. Accompanied by Major General Masao Hebang and others, officer No. 30 or 40 was wearing neat military uniforms and leather boots, and formed a neat formation. The accompanying soldiers seemed to have been carefully selected. The average height was above 1.65 meters, and each one was strong and strong, with fierce eyes. He was very polite to squeeze the guards of the 29th Army away and seize the front row.

The soldiers of the 29th Army were not vague and wanted to get it back immediately. Song Zheyuan coughed and shook his head slightly, letting the Japanese show their exclamations first.

After Tian Dayi Ichiro and others entered the banquet hall, they immediately went to the main seat, but they glanced at him but did not notice Zhu Bin's figure, and they were disappointed. However, a spy agency staff member with an ordinary face next to him whispered: "Zhu Bin Xiang is from Daqiu, he will definitely not arrive in advance. He has already received the news. His special plane arrived at the Nanjiao Airport and was escorted by the private guards. It should be almost here."

Kawabian Zhengsan immediately glared at him with annoyance: "Why didn't you say it earlier?! We actually arrived before him, which seemed very bad!"

The rules here are the biggest customers always arrive at the last time. Zhu Bin did this on purpose! Japanese soldiers should have been the finale, so this thing seems so undecent!

The spy was helpless. Zhu Bin's whereabouts were mysterious. If you didn't want people to know, no one could find him. He was elusive and no one could judge that there was someone else in his special plane and convoy. Maybe he had arrived secretly in advance? By the way, Zhu Bin's intelligence spy is also very powerful!

But it's already like this, and it's useless to regret it. If they find someone to watch at the door and confirm that Zhu Bin comes and then drive in, it will seem even less confident. This time it's just a matter of time. On the other hand, there is still a serious lack of information about Zhu Bin.

Tada Yoshi Ichiro waved his hand lightly: "Okay! Don't worry about such trivial matters. It's easy to deal with as long as he comes." He turned his head and greeted the friendly traitors and greeted him.

Zhu Bin's convoy almost reached the place with a watch. Surrounded by the exact same 12 bulletproof cars, 36-person armed guards, and four large armored transport vehicles, they rumbled through the Beiping city. The mighty posture made everyone look at it. This was simply too arrogant and too cool! If the roads and bridges in and outside the city had not been reinforced, they would have had to spend money to pave the road again after they finished their trip!

Getting off the first car, Zhu Bin was wearing a straight white military uniform of the Rear Admiral, and his tall and mighty body immediately stood out.

Soon several personal guards rushed over and immediately no material was revealed... Among the entire inner guard troops he brought, none of them were less than 1.8 meters tall. Lu Zhida, the tallest, was nearly two meters, and was wearing an exoskeleton camouflage armor that was not fully unfolded. Although the helmets were opened and exposed his face wearing sunglasses, half of his arms and legs that looked like a boot, but each shoulder was more than two feet wide, similar to the door god, and immediately compared the Japanese and 29th Army guards on both sides, looking at the mountains as small as the mountains!

These guys were holding big guys. Lu Zhida carried a 3-barrel Minigang heavy machine gun on his shoulder, Ma Rulong's legs had two hand cannons that fired 12.7mm bullets. The barrel was one foot long. Ordinary people held a guy who would have a broken wrist even if they fired one shot! In addition, there was a 12.7mm anti-equipment heavy sniper with a barrel of barrel and egg; a continuous shotgun for firing No. 12 bullets, a 7.62x51 assault rifle specially designed for them with 100 double-bombing drums, and a guy carrying a 30mm single gun on his back... Is this thing really OK?

More than half of the guys had exposed knives on his legs, and the longest one must be at least two meters long. The handle alone can be one foot long, which is wider than a 32-open book. Standing next to him, the Japanese guard closest to almost broke his neck, which scared the murderous aura that almost pissed his pants!

As for the rocket launcher that was only 55 cm cramped on the back, they didn't know what it was, but these people walked like tanks, with heavy footsteps stomping the ground trembling, and a strong wind flew up indecisively. Song Zheyuan didn't breathe for a minute!

Is this guy here to demonstrate or to demonstrate!?

Surprisingly, Song Zheyuan surrendered to the nobles and went down the steps, clasping his fists at Zhu Bin: "I didn't expect that the Han minister's brother would come to you today, which really made Brother Yu very happy!"

He didn't show off his airs as an admiral, the commander of the Pingjin Security District, and the provincial chairman, and said with a smile that was so kind.

Zhu Bin has also experienced it and is very clear about the style of these old fried dough sticks. He has clearly put himself on the stage and fought with the Japanese and other guys who can't afford to offend! However, he has lowered his posture and the steps have all come down, so he cannot avoid it.

Besides, he didn't want to avoid it! Since he was here today, he would just perform better!

The old face smiled seriously and replied with a fist in the tiger's anger: "Brother Mingxuan invites you, how dare Zhu Bin not come? I'm sorry for you to wait for a long time, Zhu Bin's fault!"

Damn, one is 51 this year, and the other is less than 30 years old. He is 18 years younger than Jiang and Zhang Shaoshang. None of the warlords are thin-skinned.

Zhu Bin was so awesome, Song Zheyuan felt so happy. He resisted the pressure of a bunch of muscles, and came forward to hold the other person's arm, and walked in with a bright smile like a brother. He didn't know how good their relationship was. In fact, this was his grandmother's first official meeting!

Sure enough, the two of them walked with their arms in such a gaze, and as soon as they entered the hall, they attracted everyone's attention. The originally noisy scene suddenly became silent, and they stared at the two arms that were slung together, and they all thought in their hearts.

"Shameless Song Mingxuan can do such a down-and-out act?! It's ridiculous!" This is a bit of a moral character. I thought Song Zheyuan cheated Zhu Bin in his youth, and I couldn't help but feel unfair.

"This kid is so brave! Even though he knows that the Japanese have promised countless rewards, he wishes he could not sleep with his flesh and blood. He dares to come. Is this a challenge?"

"Sure enough, the old traitor is so slick! He retreated into the safe world with a light move, smart!"

"What's going on? How did Zhu Hanchen come here? Could it be that there will be a big change? I'm in trouble..."

But the Japanese all had bright eyes, and the younger ones were almost all over the eyebrow. Song Zheyuan's low posture didn't bother to think, and their excited thoughts were all turned into their hearts: "Yehe! A big step in success!"

But then, the figures of Lu Zhida and Ma Rulong, who were personal guards, were shocked and lost their voices on the spot. When the two of them came in side by side, the light in the entire hall was dimmed! The sense of intimidation swept the whole audience!

As for Zhang Yi, who was a escort for Zhu Bin, the appearance of the white-faced young actor was actually not very obvious.

Song Zheyuan sent Zhu Bin to the guest seat inside, and gave a brief introduction, which immediately caused sparse applause from the audience. Tian Dai Wanichiro, who was also the guest, was about to speak, but Zhu Bin stood up first and picked up the wine cup and said loudly: "Zhu Bin is young and low in the army. He was invited by Chairman Song but was late. He was very disrespectful. He should punish himself for three cups. Please forgive me for your seniors!"

Bang bang bang drank three cups in one breath, and sat down with a "bang".

Tian Dayi Ichiro's butt had just left the stool, and his head was hunched and stretched out his head, his face turned blue and red, and his lungs were about to explode!!!
Chapter completed!