Chapter 0232: The Great Fraud Wang Liang

How could Bai Tian, ​​who had endured such a huge humiliation, let Wang Liang leave like this? He endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up, but his waist did not dare to straighten up, and he looked a little hunched. After all, that place was really painful.

"Go to die for me!" Bai Tian cursed, and at the same time picked up the saber placed on the ground. After the knife was unsheathed, he slashed at Wang Liang.

"The Japanese are so unethical?! They actually want to attack? Using such despicable moves is ridiculous! It's shameful!" As he said that, Wang Liang took out a handful of fine loess from his pocket and sang it to Baitian.

"Ah!" Bai Tian's eyes were suddenly narrowed by Xitu and he couldn't open them at all.

The saber in his hand was even more unaware of where to cut it, so he simply threw it on the ground and rubbed his eyes with both hands in order to restore his vision as soon as possible.

"I'll take another shot and send a five-splitting whip!" Wang Liang didn't let go of this gap, shouted loudly, and kicked Bai Tian's crotch again.

Bai Tian's reaction was not slow. Wang Liang kicked him into the crotch. While he wailed, he grabbed Wang Liang's leg.

"Damn it! I'm careless! There's no flash! Then I'll take another iron sand palm." Wang Liang, this iron sand palm, was born by combining Duan Peng and Wei Dayong's moves, and it is very powerful.

When he hit Bai Tian’s chest, his hand loosened Wang Liang’s legs, and he took a few steps back like a kite with a broken string, fell to the ground, fainted.

Yamamoto Agents—1

"Baitianjun, Baitianjun, how are you doing? Are you okay? Don't scare me, I'm reeling!" Wang Liang pretended to be very worried, stepped forward and grabbed Baitian Shinichi's collar, and shook wildly, "What are you all fucking standing around? Hurry up and send Deputy Captain Baitian to the infirmary for treatment, no! Send him to the hospital! Quick!"

...

Yamamoto had a dark face, led two agents and drove the half-dead Shirata to the hospital.

There is no tiger in the mountains, and Wang Liang is called the king. Now in Yamamoto’s special agent team, it is basically what Wang Liang said.

After all, Yoshio Shinozuka's saber was slapped on his waist and his momentum was placed there.

"It's okay, Bai Tianjun will definitely be fine. Don't worry, let's continue training, private, bring the teaching aids I bought today." Wang Liang greeted the Japanese soldiers who had just gone out with him.

After a while, the agents each had a tobacco gun with a tobacco pipe.

Where have they seen this thing when trained by the special forces cadets in Munich, Germany? I don’t know what the hell is. After taking it in my hands, I carefully observed it to see what it is for.

"Yamaguchi, how do you use this thing you sent us? I just smelled it, why does it smell like cigarettes? This thing is not for smoking, right?" A captain from the special agent team asked Wang Liang.

The Japanese who participated in the training replied for Wang Liang: "Hi, sir, this is for smoking. The name is dry tobacco and smoke gun. When we went to the countryside to sweep, we often saw an old man in the village holding a pole in his hand."

Wang Liang nodded with a smile, expressing his approval of this answer.

It's the captain's turn to quit now. Isn't this a mess? I questioned: "Yamaguchi, we are going to continue the selection and training according to the secret service team's exercises and training outline. You suddenly sent us a cigarette. What does it mean? Do you want us to smoke?"

"That's right! Just let you smoke!" Wang Liang began his speech: "Do you know why you can't defeat the Eighth Route Army? It's because you don't have this thing!"

As he said that, Wang Liang shook the drought tobacco gun in his hand and continued:

"This thing has too many functions. First, are there many mosquitoes in northwestern Shanxi? Is it so difficult to suppress the bite of those flower mosquitoes? Take a sip of dry tobacco to ensure that the mosquitoes will no longer bite you. Is this a huge help to our mission?"

"Second, do you easily get sleepy when you perform tasks late at night or early in the morning, especially those who are guarding? Take a sip of dry tobacco to ensure you feel refreshed and sleepless."

"Third, if each of you carries a gun like this, then next time you disguise yourself as the Eighth Route Army to infiltrate the enemy's rear, you will be very down-to-earth and will immediately dispel their suspicion of you."

"Fourth, this dry tobacco gun is made of copper, and it is a weapon in itself. When your bayonet is curled and gone, you can continue fighting with this..."

"fifth……"

Wang Liang was so fooling himself that he was almost convinced: "Anyway, this thing is just one word, okay! I ran all over Ping'an County and received less than 40 guns. I will use it first for the agents. Okay, everyone can click it and try it."

Although Wang Liang and Balabala said so much, the Japanese were still skeptical until they saw Wang Liang leading the way, lit the cigarette, and smashed it with relish.

Then he dispelled his doubts and learned to stuff the tobacco, light it, and then smash it.

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

"Hey...cough cough cough cough cough..."

After a while, the playground was filled with dry coughs.

This cigarette is so choking.

"Normal! This is the first time you smoke this kind of cigarette. It's normal to feel choking. Keep going, continue, this is also training. You must practice just like me. You don't cough when you smoke, but you enjoy it very much." As he said that, Wang Liang slapped a few more times in front of the Japanese.

The Japanese were also very enthusiastic. Why can't Wang Liang and the others do it? Just practice, so they started to thrust hard, holding back their coughs...

Wang Liang kept pinching his thighs and tried his best to prevent himself from laughing.

These stupid pigs smoked their own tobacco guns with the best tobacco. And you, Manager Liu, has accumulated a stock that has been moldy.

One afternoon, Wang Liang led the agents to train this subject.

At the end of the training, everyone seemed to have a cold.

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Ahem cough cough..."

"I said you have practiced too little, so I won't take back the tobacco gun. It's the new equipment distributed to you. After training, remember to take it back and practice well. I would like to remind you that I would suggest that General Shizuka will include this training subject as one of the subjects for the year-end assessment of our special agent team. This is related to your personal future promotion and military rank promotion. Everyone must take it seriously and take it seriously. Do you understand?" Wang Liang fooled again.

"Hi...ahah"
Chapter completed!