Those fake policemen saw that the young fake policeman was really trying to get under the Japanese sergeant's crotch, and they were all very anxious. They shouted in unison, and then squeezed forward desperately, trying to stop the young fake policeman's move.
But how could the surrounding Japanese military police let them come? They held rifles horizontally in their hands and used the rifle bodies to form a line of defense, blocking all the pseudo-police outside. Moreover, behind these Japanese military police, there were several Japanese military police.
Holding the rifle, he was ready to shoot at any time!
In such a situation, those pseudo-policemen had no chance to fight back, not to mention that their skills were much worse than those of the Japanese soldiers!
The fake policeman who was slapped just now was about to cry. He lowered his head and grasped the soil on the ground tightly with both hands. His fingernails were torn from the force and blood seeped into the soil!
"Drill, drill, drill!" the Japanese military police were cheering, shouting in unison, cheering on the Japanese sergeant.
The Japanese sergeant raised his head proudly at this time. He took back his Japanese sword with one hand and put it on the ground. He put one hand on his waist and stood there with his legs spread apart, waiting for the young pseudo-policeman to get through!
At this time, the young pseudo-policeman had squatted on the ground and was about to move forward when suddenly a Japanese soldier hit the butt of his rifle on his back. He stumbled forward and almost fell to his knees on the ground.
Looking back angrily, the young pseudo-policeman saw the Japanese military policeman holding a rifle and smiling evilly. His arm tightened and released several times, and finally let go!
"You little devil, I will repay you a hundred times the humiliation you have done to me in the future!" Liu Chuanfeng, a young pseudo-policeman, secretly felt cruel in his heart. He remembered what the Japanese had done and vowed to get it back in the future.
Seeing that the Japanese sergeant's legs were already in front of him, Liu Chuanfeng raised his head and looked up. Seeing the Japanese sergeant looking at him with a proud look on his face, he had the urge to smash the other man's pig head!
But now he has to endure it. If he doesn't endure it, neither he nor his companion will survive!
Surrounded by so many Japanese military police, no matter how good he is, he can't escape. What's more, even if he gets out, he will definitely not be able to escape the policeman who scolded the Japanese dog. Not only will he not be able to save him, but he will be hurt!
Thinking of this, Liu Chuanfeng suppressed his anger again!
Finally, he raised his head and glanced at the appearance of the Japanese sergeant. After remembering him firmly, Liu Chuanfeng crawled forward.
The Japanese sergeant and the Japanese military police all looked at Liu Chuanfeng. They held their breath, waiting for Liu Chuanfeng to get into their crotches and humiliate these Chinese people.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew over and hit the Japanese sergeant on the face. Stars flashed in front of his eyes and he almost fell to the ground!
There was a clatter, and the thing fell to the ground. When people looked at it, they realized that it was a rag shoe that flew from nowhere!
The Japanese sergeant took two steps back, stretched out his hand and found that his cheek seemed to be red and swollen, just the size of the sole of his shoe. He grinned in pain and felt angry. He turned around and shouted, "Who, who is it?"
Throw it?"
With a roar, the crowd's attention was immediately diverted. Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction where the cloth shoes were flying, and found that a motorcade seemed to be heading this way!
These were more than a dozen rubber-tired carts, all pulled by big horses. There seemed to be a lot of things piled on the carts, which were covered with tarpaulins. There were several workers responsible for moving things sitting on each cart!
The shouts of the Japanese sergeant alerted the convoy, and the rubber-tired carts stopped. Then the two cars at the front drove over and stopped at the gate of the Marshal's Mansion.
The car door opened, and a man in a Chinese-style Tang suit walked out. He was about fifty years old, with gray hair. He was holding a civilized stick in his hand and looked like a wealthy businessman!
Walking down the car hill, Shen Wentao glanced at the Japanese sergeant, and then said casually, "Go in and inform the military police captain Inu Yangjian, saying that Shen Wentao is here to comfort the imperial army!" After saying that, he stood aside and closed his eyes slightly.
Close your eyes and ignore that sergeant!
Seeing Shen Wentao's grandeur, the Japanese sergeant suddenly didn't dare to be arrogant. He hurriedly muttered a few words to a Japanese soldier next to him, and then the Japanese soldier ran in, and he took the rest with him.
Japanese soldiers monitored Shen Wentao and the others.
The Japanese soldier entered not long ago when he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps inside. Then Inukai Ken, the captain of the Japanese Fengten Military Police, accompanied by Chief of Staff Ichiro Sakata, led the personnel of the Military Police Headquarters to greet him.
come out.
"Mr. Shen, I have received a call from the commander of our village. He said that you are coming to work for the army. I didn't expect you to come so quickly. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar!" Inu Yangjian straightened up as soon as he saw Shen Wentao.
, made a 90-degree bow, and at the same time, his respectful attitude made the Japanese sergeant feel a little stupid!
Seeing that the captain was so respectful to this man, the Japanese sergeant secretly thought, "Fortunately, I didn't dare to say anything just now. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would be unlucky. But let's get back to it, what is this Chinese man?"
What’s the reason for this, that the commander of our village even called me personally?!”
Not to mention that the Japanese sergeant was depressed at the side, Shen Wentao also smiled and held his hands towards the other party, saying, "Captain Inukai, you're welcome, Japan and China are friendly, we are one family!"
Saying these unintentional words, Shen Wentao himself felt like vomiting!
But there is no way, I still have to deal with the Japanese!
The two people were polite, one after another. After saying a few words, Shen Wentao pointed to the convoy behind him and said, "Captain Inuyang, here are one hundred bags of flour, fifty kilograms of pork, fifty chickens, and fifty ducks.
, fifty big geese, and some vegetables, so I can improve the food for the imperial army!"
"Yao Xi Yao Xi!" After hearing so many things, Quan Yangjian's eyes narrowed into thin lines when he smiled. He nodded repeatedly, and then thanked Shen Wentao!
Shen Wentao then asked, "Should I ask my men to send the things in?"
"Of course, please go in, sit down for a while, and have a drink of water!" Inu Yangjian naturally agreed, and then moved out of the way.
The Japanese military police naturally got out of the way early, and then allowed the dozen or so large vehicles to enter the gate in sequence, and then stood back at their posts.
After such a fuss, the Japanese sergeant forgot about the dispute with the pseudo-police and went in to load and unload things. The storm passed quietly!
Standing aside, the young pseudo-policeman rubbed his sore lower back while searching the crowd for the person to help him out!
He knew that if it hadn't been for the man's sudden flying of cloth shoes just now, his humiliation would have been unavoidable, so he was very grateful to this man and naturally wanted to remember who it was!
Rubber-tired carts passed one after another until they reached the third to last cart. Only then did his eyes condense and fall on a tall man.
Looking at the strong body and the big dark face, Liu Chuanfeng secretly remembered this person's appearance.
Bending down to pick up the cloth shoe that he had just dropped, Liu Chuanfeng shook his arm slightly, and when the cart came near, he threw the cloth shoe onto the cart and landed in front of the man!
Luo Xiao raised his head in the car and saw Liu Chuanfeng at a glance. When he saw him smiling understandingly at him, he nodded in agreement, which was considered as a greeting.
Putting on his cloth shoes, Luo Xiao felt much more at ease. In fact, he was not afraid just now. Because of the friendship between Shen Wentao and Honjo Shige, the Japanese would not do anything to him. But isn't it better now? It saves a lot.