The midsummer sun shines on the city walls of Zhanghu County, and several tattered decorative beasts on the roof seem to be breathing. Several poplar trees and their thick leaves turn into white light in the air. Countless cicadas are singing

He was screaming loudly at the top of his lungs.

The pseudo-security security team is located in an ancient tiled house courtyard near the Chenghuang Temple in Nanmenli. In the corridor, a row of tofu-like flower windows were covered with blue curtains, making the room look even darker. Walking in, it is a

A large suite with a mahogany carved roof bed placed in a corner against the wall.

Ma Fucai was wearing a white silk short-sleeved shirt and yellow military pants. He pulled open the curtain and looked at the dark sky. His hands were clasped together, and his finger joints made a "slap" sound.

Ma Shiren looked at his son's gloomy face, smiled slightly, and said, "Fucai, don't be impatient. Now that old bastard Yu Zhimian is just a fish on the chopping board, and he will be jumping for a few days. We will use the name of the Imperial Army.

, He has been troubled by the repeated tax increases and donations. I heard that he is already very ill."

Mei Lianli nodded and slowly shook the black paper fan, "In order to raise money, the Yu family has started to go to the store at a low price. Yu Zhimian is so sick that he is bedridden. Now he is just a housekeeper named Zhang.

.This rabbit is still biting people when it is anxious. At this time, we cannot be impatient. There are still hundreds of guns in the Yu family. If he is willing to do so, we will not be at ease. We will torture him slowly and weaken Yu.

The power of the family is interesting!”

Ma Fucai sat on the chair silently and threw his hat on the table, "I'm afraid that the night will be long and the dreams will be too long. What if this old guy runs away?"

"Run?" Ma Shiren smiled, "When the Japanese came, why didn't we run? This million family capital was so easy to abandon? Can we say that the foundation left by our ancestors are not needed?"

"Fucai, you should focus on the Black Tornado. Turtle Climb is not very relieved about this armed force!" Mei Lianli judged others by herself and believed in Ma Shiren's statement. Besides, Japan

The devils were in a rampant time. Seeing that it was not far away to occupy the whole of China, Yu Zhimian just wanted to run away, so where could he run?

"The Black Tornado Wang Heishan died of illness. Now he is under Niu Baotian. I don't know what kind of personality this person is, can he win over?" Ma Fucai frowned and said, "And they are back to their lairs, they are very honest. I think they should first

Send someone to inquire before making a decision.”

"Wang Heishan died of illness, only ghosts believe it." Mei Lianli sneered and said, "It is estimated that 80% of it was fired and merged by Niu Baotian. Otherwise, why was the control so strict? Isn't it because I was afraid that the reputation of Niu's surname will be ruined?

, What you said makes sense. I will talk to Turtle Craw to see if I can give him a job or a half. I can pull him over without any swords and guns."

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Looking around, the wheat is golden, red and purple alfalfa flowers and yellow rape flowers attract colorful butterflies to fly.

"Apricot blossoms are spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and horses are autumn wind in the north of Hebei." Liu Zhen was a little intoxicated and took a deep breath and said, "The dull breath in the study is really suffocating. When you walk into nature, you are like a little bird that can fly freely.

, pleasing to the eye and open-minded.”

Yu Biao nodded slightly and smiled, "If you walk out of here, the scene on the Great Plain will probably be more spectacular, and this is not far away. Yujiabao should have been prepared almost all the time, so we should also make some

It's been moving."

"I used to think about starting a war with the Japanese as soon as possible, but now I feel more and more that it would be more ideal to prepare for some time?" Liu Zhen asked in surprise.

"I used to be passionate and ignored the consequences, but now I know how to use my brain." Yu Biao laughed and patted Liu Zhen on the shoulder, "It's been nearly a month, which has been much longer than I expected.

And we are ready. If we want to be perfect, we may not think it is enough when the Japanese devils surrender!"

"That's right." Liu Zhen smiled in dismay, "Looking at this beautiful field, I feel uncomfortable when I think of the Japanese devils raging on this."

"Yes!" Yu Biao's eyes suddenly became a little deeper, and he whispered to himself: "For the motherland and for every inch of her land, we would rather sacrifice. You are full of passion, I

He is a lucky person who has died once, so what else can he not let go? He will be able to make a fortune in his life if he is so vigorous and he will not be in vain."

Liu Zhen's ears were pointed, and he heard something strange, and he couldn't help but glance at Yu.

"There are many heroes in the Yanhuang land. One fights with a hundred people without being timid. People are not timid, and enemies will be snowed. Look at the blood of Chinese men. Men's blood is heroic and heroic, and their hearts are as strong as iron. They carry a golden knife in their hands and wear white jade pendants. They eat hungryly.

The Japanese slave head is thirsty and drinks the blood of the Japanese invaders. The love between children and children is abandoned. The ambition of the vast sea is only here. A man walks thousands of miles with his sword, kills Hu Jie all the way. Kill, kill, kill!" A burst of passionate voices came, attracting everyone.

Watch sideways.

On a small open space not far away, more than a hundred people from the Self-Defense Force and Shenbiao Team were training. Both sides were afraid that their opponents would be weaker in their momentum, and they shouted in shock and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to really teach them." Yu Biao laughed and said, "I thought a bunch of rough people wouldn't be able to learn it!"

"It makes people excited when you listen." Liu Zhen wiped the sweat beads on his head, "How can such a good poem be buried? It would be even better if it could be matched with a song. However, it took me a lot of effort to teach them.

”

"Zhang Sanmao and Lao Pizi are really competing." Yu Biao stretched out his finger, "It's good. Only with pressure can there be motivation, and only with competition can there be progress!"

"Brother Biao said this, I remembered the villagers digging tunnels." Liu Zhen said with a smile: "Since the announcement that digging tunnels every week is paid according to the progress, these villagers, regardless of gender, age, are motivated to make them feel that they are willing to make them.

People are scared when they see it, and they just need to eat or sleep."

"They have been used to being poor for several lifetimes, and have never seen us spend money like this." Yu Biao sighed softly, "Now I can barely hide. This project will probably have to be completed after winter?"
Chapter completed!