Chapter 0042 Ma Qixiang begins assassination

Wang Liang patted his shoulder with great relief and signaled him to sit down.

This is my good Chinese man.

Ma Qixiang has a wealthy family and does not have to worry about food and clothing. There is no need to risk his life and live such a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife.

Mainly he is willing, he can live very comfortably and live a high-quality life all the time.

If the body is not sick, he can live for a long time, eighty, ninety, or even one hundred years old.

But he is only in his early twenties and has chosen the most dangerous and difficult path to resist Japan.

This is really rare and valuable, and Wang Liang was very moved.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no other feasible solution, he wouldn't be willing to enable this young man.

Wang Liang took out a small bottle from his fur coat and handed it to Ma Qixiang, saying, "This potion is colorless and tasteless. It only takes a dose of 0.1 mg to make people die without any notice within an hour and have no cure. This is the most operational assassination method I can think of at present."

Ma Qixiang took it, shook the bottle in awe, and then put it away: "Sir, I will start to act tonight."

Wang Liang said: "Don't worry, find the right opportunity. One attack is fatal, and make full preparations."

"I understand, sir, don't worry, I know what to do." Ma Qixiang waved his hand carelessly, saying that he didn't have to worry.

Wang Liang did not continue talking nonsense. The food on the table with a scarf must have been unlucky. He greeted Ma Qixiang and left in a hurry.

However, what Wang Liang didn't know was that from the time he arrived at Jufeng Restaurant, he was targeted by Lu Ming who was wearing makeup.

Lu Ming looked at Wang Liang who was driving away. Because he was the only one who followed him and was afraid of being discovered, he did not dare to enter the restaurant, and did not see the person who met Wang Liang, and said to himself:

"It's really a hell. After changing the license plate number and covering his face so tightly, who did he contact with? It's getting more and more interesting."

Wang Liang, who didn't notice Lu Ming, drove the car directly to the handsome bar.

At this time, Yaozi and Guo Qiyun were already drunk with Liu Kui. It seemed that they were having a good time.

"Captain Wang, no, boss, you are back, let's have a drink of two more drinks together, and then two more drinks. Jiaozi told me everything, you, you are the Eighth Route Army... I want to join you and fight the Japanese with you. I don't care. I want to go with you, I'm dependent on you..." Liu Kui swayed and looked a little confused. He walked towards Wang Liang with a bottle of vodka.

If Wang Liang hadn't come forward and help him quickly, this guy would have fallen to the ground.

"Take him upstairs and rest." Wang Liang said.

Yaozi and Guo Qiyun looked at each other and couldn't laugh or cry...

Wang Liang probably got to know it too. After Liu Kui arrived at the handsome bar, the three of them prepared some side dishes and chatted while eating.

In fact, Liu Kui has probably figured out what Wang Liang and others are doing these days, so after drinking for three rounds, Yaozi and Guo Qiyun had nothing to hide, so they showed up to the point that their hands were covered with Japanese devils' blood.

After listening to Yaozi's story about Wang Liang's fight against the Japanese in northwest Shanxi and in Shanxi-Chaji, Liu Kui was excited and became more and more addicted. Finally, while drinking, he strongly demanded to officially join the organization and join the Eighth Route Army.

Wang Liang gave an instruction: "Kuizi's situation is quite complicated. He has worked in the military, police and constitutional profession in the puppet Manchukuo for nearly ten years. Although he hates the Japanese very much, some ideas are difficult to change for a while. We cannot be too hasty about him. We must guide him little by little to understand our purpose and goals, recognize our collective, and not join us because of personal hatred or admiration for someone."

"I understand, boss, we often call him to sit and chat. Not to mention, we are quite tempted." Guo Qiyun nodded.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Let's close early and rest soon. I'll go home too." Seeing Liu Kui's situation today, he probably couldn't talk. Wang Liang patted Guo Qiyun and Yaozi respectively, and then left.

When he went out, Wang Liang felt something was wrong.

Lu Ming, wearing sunglasses and staring at the handsome bar on the street corner, noticed that he was careless and hid, silently chanting: "No, no discovery..."

Wang Liang just felt for a moment that there seemed to be someone staring at him, but in a blink of an eye, there was no one else on the corner of the street except an old man setting up a wonton stall.

Shaking his head, Wang Liang got into the car, started, and drove back to the apartment.

At the same time, Ma Qixiang, who returned to the Japanese 841 garrison, also began to take action.

841 station.

Ma Qixiang had already changed into the military uniform of a Japanese captain. As Hiroyuki Morita, he could move freely in the clearly divided functional area, so he came to the cafeteria.

The canteen Chief Cao hurried to Ma Qixiang and said with a compliment: "Sir, does General Morita want to eat? Or are you hungry? Please report the name of the dish, and I will immediately ask the chef to cook."

Ma Qixiang waved his hand and said, "No, it was the commander who asked me to see if I had prepared the midnight snacks for the laboratory. Researchers are new to the scene, and it is inevitable that they are not suitable for the local environment. In addition, the work intensity is so strong, so you must take good care of them in terms of diet and ensure nutrition."

Cao Chang said: "Hi, sir, the late-night snacks in the laboratory are being produced, and it will take about twenty minutes. Please rest assured that we will not treat the heroes of these empires unfairly."

"Well, what do you cook for midnight snacks? What dishes are there?" Ma Qixiang nodded, and made a move to enter the operation workshop and wanted to go in and take a look.

Chief Cao hurriedly followed and introduced: "Sir, today is the fried Tianluofu and Sixi rice, and there is also a miso soup. The soup has been prepared. Do you want to taste it here?"

"Okay, I'm a little hungry, so give me a bowl." Ma Qixiang said.

Soon, a bowl of steaming miso soup was brought over.

The so-called miso soup is to add red miso and pre-prepared ingredients such as spinach, seaweed, tofu, etc., and finally add salt to season.

Ma Qixiang took it up and took a sip, and couldn't help but frown.

Seeing this, Cao Chang hurriedly asked, "Sir, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong with this soup?"
Chapter completed!