Li Ruping smiled self-deprecatingly, "I dare not claim to be gold, but if I can do my best, I will be satisfied."

Yu Biao touched his chin and asked in confusion: "I wonder what Miss Li is referring to?"

"My family runs a few shops in Baoding City, and I also recognize a few businessmen." Li Ruping said slowly: "If Brother Biao needs something, he can come to me and I will try my best to raise the purchase."

"That's good." Yu Biao couldn't help relax when he saw that Li Ruping had no excessive requests. "If I asked Miss Li for help, I would naturally not be polite."

"This is the address of the store." Li Ruping took out a piece of paper and a jade pendant and handed it to Yu Biao, "This is a token, with my name on it. When you see it, the boss in the store will naturally notify me."

"Okay, I remember." Yu Biao took the thing and put it in his pocket.

"And, there's this." Li Ruping put two pieces of paper on the table, "I made a joke with you, I hope you don't mind."

Yu Biao opened it and saw that he thought it had become a record of pulp, so he couldn't help but look up at Li Ruping.

"I am so knowledgeable about such a profound thing, but I really can't understand it." Li Ruping quickly lowered her head and said softly.

"Oh." Yu Biao nodded suspiciously, "It's a random graffiti, a mess. I don't know what it was written. I laughed at you, haha."

Li Ruping started to compete with her fingers again, while Yu Biao looked around, and the atmosphere in the room became dull.

"It's getting late..." After a while, the two of them said almost at the same time, then looked at each other, staring at each other, and their mouths were half open... A depressing laughter came from the bedroom.

Hehe, hehe, Yu Biao laughed dryly, "That, it's getting late, Miss Li gets off earlier, I'll say goodbye first."

"Okay, okay." Li Ruping stood up with a blushing face, said twice, and rushed to the bedroom as if she was running away quickly.

As soon as the bedroom door opened, Yu Yinghua's face appeared with a smile. When Li Ruping passed by, she lowered her voice and smiled: "I have a heart of harmony!"

Yu Biao stopped and said to Yu Yinghua who was walking out: "Xiao Ya, do you have anything to say to me?"

Yu Yinghua first glared at the eyes, then said in a disgusting way: "Call me, shout, when my father and I leave, you can't scream, and I can't hear it."

Haha, Yu Biao smiled and patted Yu Yinghua on the shoulder, "My sister has grown up and is sensible. She takes good care of her father. Watching her third brother galloping around and earning a big face for our Yu family."

"As long as you're fine," Yu Yinghua felt a little sad, "Be careful in everything and don't be stupid again."

"I understand." Yu Biao laughed, "Your brother is more traitor than a monkey now, so don't worry!" As he said that, he touched Yu Yinghua's hair, turned around and walked out.

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Wukou Village is more than forty miles away from Huangcheng Town.

"Beast, don't run!"

"Here, here!"

"Bare you to death!"

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This is the howl of a demon in human skin, mixed with the grief of the people and the sharp cry of the children, like cutting the intestines and belly.

The arrival of the Japanese devils broke the tranquility of the village. Wearing grassy yellow military uniforms, hundreds of red eyes were like hungry beasts, shining with fearful light, moving everywhere on the narrow village paths and under the straw roofs.

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I don't know if it was to stay in order to guard the village or not to be a burden to young people, the weak and weak people who had lost their blood on their faces were caught by the Japanese devils and drove them to the threshing ground. The sharp bayonet was on their chests.

A flash of heart-pounding cold light.

"You guys, tell me quickly, who killed three imperial soldiers. If you don't say it, you'll be killed." The Japanese squadron leader Hamano howled with a saber. This guy is fierce and cruel, and he especially likes to chop his head. He has a nickname

It is called "Beheading Hamano".

"The imperial army has disappeared three soldiers, and it is here nearby. Tell me who did it. Where did the imperial army hide it, let you go if you say it, otherwise the imperial army will kill people." A translator waved his wavingly

The pistol was shouting at the common people.

No one spoke, and the faces of the people looking at each other showed a look of embarrassment and fear. In the silence that was so nervous that they couldn't breathe, a man who seemed to be sick and protruded with his joints.

He said with his hands dark, "Taijun, we are honest farmers, and we don't know anything!"

"I don't know? Let you know well!" Hamaye stared at the Japanese next to him and raised his chin.

Immediately, a Japanese man holding a bayonet rushed towards the man. Several ordinary people tried to block it with their bodies, and kept shouting in their mouths: "His is sick, his is sick."

"Get out, get out!" The Japanese soldiers waved their bayonets and kicked them hard with their military boots. Several people screamed in pain. The Japanese finally grabbed the man, pulled him to Hamano, and pushed him to the ground.

"Hmph! Chinese pig, be scared!" Hamano laughed, and the sword flashed, and the saber left the scabbard.

The Chinese man's face turned pale.

"Frankly, I'll let you go if I say it, how about it?" Hamano asked through the translator.

"We are all farmers who farm, and we really don't know anything." For some reason, the man was able to say very calmly in front of the threat.

"Damn Chinese pig, chop you!" Hamano roared angrily and kicked the man's face. The iron pin on the sole of the military boots pierced the man's face, and the blood dyed the deformed face red.

A Japanese soldier quickly poured the water from the kettle on the back of the saber that Hamano stretched over, then turned around and approached the man who was struggling in pain, grabbed the man's hair, and stretched his neck out vigorously. Because he was sick,

The man could no longer use his actions to rely on him, but he looked up his head with difficulty and shot his hatred gaze at the Japanese, making them feel an unyielding mental pressure.

The noisy crowd screamed: "He is an honest farmer, he knows nothing, so spare your life!" Many people's faces were blurred with tears, and they kowtowed on the ground, begging.

"If you don't want to die, be honest and honest." Hamano put the sword on the man's head and shouted sharply: "If you don't want to, kill him immediately."
Chapter completed!