Back on the mountain, neither Ma Xingkong nor Mu Yunchen mentioned the spies. The two began to secretly observe everyone. Life on the mountain was as usual. After the white-haired bear left, Ma Xingkong controlled the west and south sides, and life was easy.
More. As the weather gradually warms up and the snow melts, life on the mountain becomes better and better.
Now that they know that the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are preparing to restore their country in Changchun, of course they cannot live comfortably. Those nobles who came from the pass are not wealthy masters. Ma Xingkong gave an order, and the whole village was dispatched to ambush everyone heading to Changchun.
At the intersection, I saw those driving big cars and got a ticket, which more or less paid off.
On this day, Ma Xingkong personally led the team and robbed a guy who came into the city with a large bag. After a search, he found tattered clothes and nothing. Long Jie only cursed bad luck and kicked the kid on the butt: "Look, you are wearing
It’s not bad, why are you so poor?”
While packing up the clothes that had been messed up by the bandits, the boy said, "I would have made a train if I had money. It would be stupid to walk!"
One sentence awakened Ma Xingkong, yes! The railways in Changchun, Fengtian, Liaoning and other places of the South Manchuria Railway all use Changchun as a transit point. It’s just a matter of holding on to the railway. Those who brave the wind and snow are much better than those who rob passersby here.
"Stop!" Ma Xingkong shouted, and Long Jie and others immediately stopped. Ma Xingkong said: "Send someone to tell the brothers who came out to go back to the mountain. Let's do a big deal tomorrow!"
Pujie sat in his box, eating while enjoying the scenery outside the window. The train had been running along the railway line all night. He really frightened himself last night. When the inspecting soldiers were about to look through his box,
Fortunately, Mr. Heiji stopped him in time, otherwise all the things he brought would have been lost.
"This Northeast is such a good place!" Pu Jie sighed: "My ancestors lived in a place like this, where men farmed and women weaved and weaved happily. Mr. Heiji, is your hometown also so beautiful?"
Heijigoro, a Japanese businessman. In fact, his identity was the liaison between the Japanese government and Puyi. Puyi was in Tianjin and was unwilling to return to the north. Heijigoro personally went to Tianjin to invite him. After several persuasion, Puyi agreed to let his younger brother, Prince Chun, Pujie
Let’s go to the Northeast first. This time, Heijigoro accompanied Pujie to Changchun just to see how the Japanese arranged it.
Heijigoro smiled slightly: "My hometown is not so beautiful. My home is on Beihai Island. A cold wind blowing from the ocean in winter can freeze people to death. There are rocks and mountains everywhere, and it is impossible to grow crops.
My fathers could only risk their lives by fishing in the freezing waters."
Pu Jie nodded: "The same goes for my ancestors. They lived in the forest for many years, fighting with those evil wolves all day long, and risking their lives to get a little food from the tiger's mouth. Our ancestors were all great people."
Heijigoro nodded: "But it seems to me that Your Majesty is not very interested in regaining the throne and comforting your ancestors."
Pu Jie shook his head: "Your Majesty has been hit too hard. He has experienced too many terrible things. It is inevitable to have some worries. However, I believe that as long as what Mr. Heiji said is true, Your Majesty will definitely come!"
"Squeak...!" A sharp braking sound spread throughout the train. As soon as Pujie picked up the wine glass, he was thrown into the sky by inertia. The wine glass and the wine in the glass hit the roof of the car hard, and then
He returned to the ground again and jumped into Mr. Heiji's arms.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Several of Pu Jie's followers came up to help Pu Jie before he could stand firmly.
Pujie was thrown badly, and all the glass of wine was poured onto Heijigoro's face. Pujie's own hand was also broken, his nose was bleeding, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. He slowly
Get up from Heijigoro. Several followers hurriedly came over: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"It's our business, let's see how Mr. Heiji is doing?" Pu Jie gasped and said.
A follower helped Heijigoro up slowly. The eye piece on Heijigoro's face had long been broken, but luckily it didn't get stuck in his eyes. He rubbed his body that hurt from being escorted, and said with a painful look on his face: "Baga?
what happened?"
"My lord, look!" A servant opened the curtain and pointed outside the window.
Good guys, there are hundreds of people wearing different clothes, including ordinary people, some from the Northeast Army, and even Japanese military uniforms. Each one is holding a long gun, a short gun, or a shotgun, standing outside the car window and shouting.
"What do they do?" Pu Jie asked. He had never seen such an army, let alone real bandits.
Heijigoro was well-informed, and he felt something was wrong after just one glance. He hurriedly said to a soldier beside him: "Immediately send someone to the nearest station to report the news, and also ask all the soldiers in the caboose to defend themselves. These are all bandits!"
Shitou was carrying a short gun and shouted loudly: "We don't kill people. As long as you hand over all your belongings and get out of the car obediently, I promise not to lay a finger on you. If anyone disagrees, then
Is it your head that’s tougher or grandpa’s bullet that’s tougher?”
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, shattering the glass in front of Pu Jie. Heijigoro hurriedly dodged, but his cheek was still scratched by a bullet. He just wanted to shoot with a black gun, but he didn't expect that the opponent actually had a sniper.
Ma Xingkong patted Ma Jianwei's back, nodded and said, "Good fight! That's it. If he had been more stable, that guy would definitely die!"
Ma Jianwei nodded. Ma Xingkong smiled slightly: "Okay, I'll leave this to you. Dad wants to go into the car to take a look and cover me!"
After Ma Xingkong finished speaking, he took two quick steps and trotted along the hillside, taking out his short gun from his waist. Pujie vaguely saw a person coming down the hillside, and seemed to think he looked familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't remember it.
I've seen it somewhere. Ma Xingkong knocked down two Japanese soldiers who rushed out with two "bang bang" shots, and said to Shitou: "If they don't come out, attack by force! Blast them all into the sky, and then look for them slowly!"
"I'll give you ten seconds. If you don't come out, I'll turn you all into roast pigs!" Shitou started counting loudly: "One, two, three,..."
Some of the timid ones were already walking slowly down the car. They raised their hands in the air, shouting things like not to shoot as they walked. Shitou smiled at him, waved his hand, and a few minions came over to kill these guys.
All the valuables were taken away, and a place was found to gather everyone together.
Pujie said to Heijigoro: "Mr. Heiji, I think we should get off the car too! This group of people seems to keep their word!"
Heijigoro glared at Pujie: "What do you know? When we all get out of the car, they will hit you with machine guns until you are bloody and bloody, and no one will be able to recognize you!"
"Ah! What should I do?" Pu Jie said in surprise: "If I die, I still want to see my grandma? If he doesn't recognize me, I won't be able to kowtow to my ancestors!"