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Chapter 17 Three Pocks

God knew what the Sanmazi was thinking about. He held the gun in one hand and took out a piece of snack from the plate with the other hand, chewed it in his mouth, and said in a daze:

"In my eyes, Lushun will come whenever I want. I have someone here. How about the fucking Eastern radish really think this is a solid wall?"

Dongyang Radish? The name sounds interesting, Zheng Yong smiled and said, "What about now? Kill me?"

"Boy, I don't want to kill you. You are a talented person." Sanmazi said unexpectedly:

"You kid was a soldier, I was a bandit, and it was natural for officers and soldiers to suppress bandits. It would be normal for you to kill me and I would kill you. I wouldn't take this matter to my heart..."

As he said that, he actually put away the box of cannons.

Originally, Zheng Yong's hand had quietly reached under the bath towel. As long as Sanmazi had the intention to hurt him slightly, the bath towel would fly towards Sanmazi soon, and then Zheng Yong was sure to subdue him in the shortest time. But now Sanmazi's actions made Zheng Yong unable to touch his intentions.

However, this incident also reminded him that there is no foolproof plan in the world, and anything can happen in action.

For example, even if the smartest person is, he would not have expected that he would appear in Lushun at this time and would have recognized Zheng Yong so by chance.

"I know your name is Zheng Yong." Sanmazi rubbed his nose: "I also know that you are a subordinate of Wei Hanzhi. Wei Hanzhi, a dog-raising, is the worst thing in Anguo Army. Last time he sent someone to invite our brothers, but he almost fell into the trap of this dog-raising. If I hadn't been vigilant, this head would have disappeared..."

Zheng Yong smiled bitterly. It was too normal for his uncle to do such a thing.

Sanmazi leaned forward a few steps: "Boy, if Sanmazi is not wrong, are you here to kill Dongyang Radish?"

Zheng Yong suddenly became alert. How did these three mazis know? This is the highest secret of the Legal Affairs Office, and even Zhang Xueliang didn't know the specific details of the action.

"Don't be nervous, Wei Hanzhi is not as capable as me."

Sanmazi lay down on the foot of the bed, pillowed his head with both hands, and said:

"We have also heard of the general of your Anguo Army being bombed and killed. Xiao Liuzi has the temper and he must avenge this. You appeared in Lushun so by chance. I guess it must be Wei Hanzhi who sent you to kill."

This once again proves the old saying that people should not behave like a person. Although the beard in front of him is rude, he is actually as careful as a hair, and he can guess the purpose of Zheng Yong coming to Lushun at once. This also made Zheng Yong become alert.

"Prepare to sell me to the Japanese?"

"I, sell you to those Eastern radishes?" Sanmazi widened her eyes and laughed loudly: "Boy, you underestimate me Sanmazi too much. I have done all kinds of bad things, such as killing, kidnapping, and rape, but the fucking thing is not to sell my ancestors. I want to peel off those Eastern radishes one by one!"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and said mysteriously:

"What, boy, you killed a brother of mine. Although I don't care about it, I have to give me some compensation, right? Otherwise, I will take me to dry the oriental radish with me?"

Zheng Yong's heart moved. He was in Lushun now and had no help except Lao Feng. Although Sanmazi is a beard, he looks quite familiar with Lushun. Maybe he can use it.

Just to use it, Zheng Yong didn't believe that these beards who have been a person for decades can truly become friends with him, a soldier, and can help him with his whole heart.

"You haven't told me what you are doing in Lushun?" Zheng Yong asked staring at Sanmazi.

Sanmazi quickly got up, opened the door of the box and looked out, then carefully closed the door, and said in a low voice: "You won't believe it even if you say it out. I'm here to buy arms."

"You? Are you going to buy arms from the Japanese?" Zheng Yong looked at Sanmazi incredibly. This person was either crazy or bragging. Will the Japanese be so crazy that they go to business with a bandit?

"Look, look, don't believe it anymore, right?"

Sanmazi said proudly: "Do you think those Eastern radishes are all solid pieces? You don't make money when you have them? This line between Eastern radishes and me was set up two years ago. Otherwise, when you attack us, we will bring such strong firepower? Don't you say anything else, I can enter and exit Lushun freely, but no one will be there to pick us up?"

Zheng Yong seemed to feel something vaguely. The Japanese might be really making money, or they might be using these beards to deal with An Guojun. He wanted to ask who the person who was doing business with Sanmazi, but this was Sanmazi's secret. After thinking about it, he still couldn't find out.

"Okay, since you look down on me, Zheng Yong, let's do it together!"

Zheng Yong smiled: "But you have to tell me how many brothers have you come to Lushun this time?"

“Seven!”

Sanmazi blurted out without thinking: "There are eleven outside the city, and if you need it, you can come into the city tomorrow."

"No, just these are enough."

Zheng Yong pondered for a moment: "In this way, tell me where you live. The fact that I want to do is important. Now I am not convenient to tell you my plan. When all this is arranged, I will go to you immediately."

"Cheng, brother, Sanmazi is waiting for you!"

As he said that, Sanmazi didn't dare to stay here for a long time. After leaving the address, he took care of him repeatedly and hurriedly left here.

When Sanmazi left, Zheng Yong fell into deep thought. Is this sudden bearded Sanmazi worthy of trust? If he was sent by a Japanese, there was no need to talk to him, and the Japanese could catch him on the spot.

But what if? What if he was acting there and wanted to get all the information from himself?
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