Shitou yelled and was about to pounce on us. Ma Xingkong hurriedly grabbed him. He looked at the Japanese and said, "Matsumoto, I still don't know why you want to arrest us? Since we are going to be arrested, shouldn't we tell you?"
Are we? If the reason you mentioned is suitable, maybe we will surrender on our own initiative!"
"Hahaha..." Ichiro Matsumoto laughed: "It's true, you Chinese are all weaklings! Hahaha..."
"What are you talking about? If I don't cripple you today, I won't be named Shi!" Shitou shook off Ma Xingkong, punched him and rushed forward. Ma Xingkong hurriedly jumped in front of Shitou.
Matsumoto Ichiro glanced at Ma Xingkong: "That's fine! It doesn't hurt to tell you!"
Since Cao Kun took the position of president, he felt uneasy all the time and sent a large number of spies to infiltrate the ranks of some surrounding warlords. Of course, Zhang Zuolin, who was stationed in the three eastern provinces, was his main target of wariness. He arranged for Zhang Zuolin to
has the most manpower.
Naturally, Cao Kun knew very well that Zhang Zuolin wanted to trade with the Japanese. This time, Zhang Zuolin personally sent his eldest son Zhang Xueliang to Beijing to discuss the purchase of weapons with the Japanese. Cao Kun had long known about Zhang Zuolin's purpose of purchasing a large number of weapons.
It goes without saying. Of course, Cao Kun couldn't let this deal go through. After much deliberation, he could only find someone to help.
Because Shandong and other places were originally German territory, the Japanese were in contact with Cao Kun, hoping to get the interests belonging to the Germans from Cao Kun's hands. For this reason, the Japanese approached Cao Kun many times, indirectly
He directly stated to Cao Kun that as long as Cao Kun signed the conditions, their Empire of Japan would do their best to help Cao Kun become a veritable president of the Republic of China.
Cao Kun also wanted to take advantage of the Japanese. Speaking of which, the relationship between the Japanese and Zhang Zuolin was much more harmonious than that of Cao Kun. If Zhang Zuolin knew that his most beloved son was killed by the Japanese in the capital, Zhang Zuolin would be jealous.
The Japanese were absolutely beneficial to him. So Cao Kun made up a lie, claiming that someone sent assassins to the capital to assassinate him. As long as the Japanese could kill all the assassins, things related to Shandong could be discussed. That's why.
The following series of things.
After Ichiro Matsumoto finished speaking, Ma Xingkong chuckled: "I thought you Japanese people were so smart that you were taken advantage of by Cao Kun? Since you know that Cao Kun is taking advantage of you, you still want to be fooled. Isn't this right?
Stupid, stupid!"
"Baga!" Inoue Heiji said angrily: "You have all become our prisoners, and you are so rude to Mr. Matsumoto. Prepare..."
Ichiro Matsumoto waved his hand and smiled slightly: "Inoue, don't be so anxious!" Inoue Heiji nodded hurriedly and took a step back.
Ichiro Matsumoto smiled at Ma Xingkong: "If I guess correctly, you are the famous Ma Xingkong, right? I heard your name as soon as I came to the capital. It is true that heroes come from young. You are right, we are
Being used by Cao Kun, but you can also think about it this way, if we don’t kill Zhang Xueliang, but tell him clearly that it was Cao Kun, what will be the outcome?”
"You want to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger?" Ma Xingkong looked at Ichiro Matsumoto. This man was different from ordinary Japanese people. He was thoughtful and calm in dealing with things, which was as profound as his martial arts skills.
"Hahaha..." Matsumoto nodded: "As far as I know, you Ma Xingkong is Zhang Xueliang's sworn brother. Killing you is the same as killing Zhang Xueliang. It will only anger Zhang Zuolin. Even if Zhang Zuolin doesn't react, when Zhang Zuolin dies,
Zhang Xueliang will definitely avenge you in the future, so there will be two big warlords fighting each other in China. What will be the result when we Japanese come?"
Ma Xingkong stopped talking, and Matsumoto Ichiro's words were clear. Even the Japanese's preparations to send troops to China in the future have been revealed. It can be seen that in Japan, the outbreak of the war is no longer a secret.
"You all retreat, I will kill these two people with my own hands!" Ichiro Matsumoto made a lunge, pulled out the long sword from his waist, clenched it with both hands, and stared at Ma Xingkong with his eyes: "Come on.
Come on! Let me see what the famous Ma Xingkong is capable of!"
"Brother, you don't need to take action! I'll do it!" Shitou pushed Ma Xingkong away and took a step forward.
Ichiro Matsumoto smiled and shook his head slightly: "You are no match for me! We have already competed! You are here just to die!"
"Death! There is nothing to be afraid of! Twenty years later, I will be a good man again!" Stone Clothes said with great righteousness.
"I'll meet him!" Just when the two were about to reach out, a bell-like voice suddenly came from outside the field. A large group of Chinese soldiers raised their guns and surrounded the Japanese. There were even two Maxins.
It was set up on the outside. Zhang Xueliang was in the lead, with Yu Mu and Zou Kai on the right, Liu Wu on the left, and a skinny old man. There was a big gun on his shoulder, and this was the person who spoke.
The Japanese looked at each other, looking for the leading officer. Zhang Xueliang didn't care about the Japanese guns at all, and led several people across the street to Ma Xingkong: "Brother, are you okay?"
Ma Xingkong looked around: "This..."
Li Shuwen thrust the spear into the ground and looked at Ichiro Matsumoto: "Boy, do you have the guts to fight with an old man like me?"
"Who are you?" Matsumoto Ichiro didn't even know Li Shuwen.
Yu Mu hurriedly shouted: "Let me tell you, this is the chief martial arts instructor of the Northeast Army, the famous Big Gun Mr. Li!"
Zhang Xueliang said: "You will not forget that Taro Ito and several other Japanese people were hired by Yuan Shikai when he was training at the small station, right? The Russian boxing champion Malotov was also defeated by Mr. Li. As a samurai, you will not forget
Do you know?"
Matsumoto Ichiro frowned, obviously he knew these things. Looking at the thin and hard-working old man in front of him, Matsumoto Ichiro tightened his grip on the sword. The spirit of bushido is to never admit defeat, since others have already proposed
It was natural to meet the challenge, but facing such a master, Matsumoto Ichiro was still a little timid.
A Japanese major came over and nodded to Zhang Xueliang: "Young Marshal! I think this is a misunderstanding. We were invited by Cao Kun to capture the assassins. Since these people are your friends, they are obviously not assassins. It is also getting late today."
Yes, let me see..."
"Courageless guy!" Shitou snorted coldly.
Zhang Xueliang saw the Japanese bowing their heads. This was also a very rare thing, so he borrowed the donkey from the slope. He didn't want to make the matter bigger. If the Japanese government knew about this matter, his purpose of coming here would definitely be ruined. He nodded.
: "Major, please let this matter go. I will explain it to my father. I will definitely compensate you for your losses! Please rest assured, Major!"
The group of people snorted as they walked out of the Japanese encirclement. Zou Kai suddenly gave an order: "Shoot!"
After a hail of bullets, all the Japanese present were lying in a pool of blood. Inoue looked at Zhang Xueliang with wide eyes: "You! Uh..."