The Yenching meeting was supposed to take place a day later.

However, due to Mr. Sun's sudden physical discomfort, the postponement was carried out for a certain period of time.

However, Zhang Zongqing knew that Mr. Sun of the Southern Army should have arrived with that serious illness, and he should not have much time left.

In this way, regarding the establishment of the United Mansion, Zhang Zongqing felt even more unhappy.

After all, he already knew that this was a meeting where no agreement could ever be reached.

Whether to participate or not to participate is really meaningless.

In addition, Zhang Zongqing is also used to throwing his hands in charge, after throwing this matter to a high-ranking official in the three provinces of Fengtian.

Zhang Zongqing is also happy to be at ease.

People like Wu Shusheng, Feng Speculation, Sun Butcher and Yan Laoxi are also unwilling to see themselves.

After all, sitting in the conference room, even if you don't speak, you're slapping them in the face.

When he came to Yanjing City, which had been absent for a long time, Zhang Zongqing was not busy and immediately went to Huaqing and Jingbei University to poach people.

After all, if you want to pay tribute to these schools, you should first pay tribute to the name stickers.

At that time, Zhang Zongqing will be able to go to Yanjing City to poach people.

Phew.

It is to encourage outstanding students to go to the three provinces of Fengtian and participate in the construction of the three provinces of Fengtian.

"Second son, where are we going to eat?"

Monk Wei pinned the American-made pistol to his waist and looked at the second son, Zhang Zongqing, with a face full of anticipation.

"Monk Wei, where the fuck do you look like a serious monk, I think you are a flower monk!"

"How can there be a serious monk who thinks about what to eat all day long?"

Even Zhang Zongqing couldn't help but complain about his personal guards.

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you!"

Zhang Zongqing was about to fight, and Monk Wei ran like a rabbit without a trace.

Although Monk Wei was born in Songshan Shaolin Temple, he did not fight with his second son Zhang Zongqing for a while.

Monk Wei understood what the sinister world was.

Since then, every time Monk Wei hears that the second prince wants to fight with him, he must be running faster than a rabbit.

Zhang Zongqing secretly scolded the flower monk, changed into civilian clothes, pinned the Browning pistol to his waist and walked out.

Since the defensive battle of Yanjing City, Zhang Zongqing has never been to Yanjing City again.

Now that I have revisited the old place, I have a few more different feelings.

Zhang Zongqing and Monk Wei walked around Yanjing City for a while, and were about to go to dinner.

In the vicinity of the Quanjude Hotel, there was a shout.

"Japanese?"

Zhang Zongqing's brows furrowed tightly, and he looked at the place where the crowd had gathered and spoke.

Without much hesitation, Zhang Zongqing and Monk Wei walked towards the position where the crowd was gathered.

"Baga, Chinese people and dogs are not allowed to enter!"

Two Japanese slaves dressed in Japanese costumes stopped in front of the door of a restaurant and did not allow Chinese people to step into the restaurant.

Looking at their arrogant appearance, people who don't know still think that this restaurant was built on the land of their Japanese slave land, and it is the restaurant of their Japanese slave country.

"Nima, Toyo Dog!"

"Do you dare not let Lao Tzu in? Lao Tzu is a native of Huaguo, and Lao Tzu can go wherever he wants to go! ”

There was a soldier wearing the uniform of the Northwest Army, and he took out the pistol on his waist and aimed it at one of the Japanese slave country ronin.

Zhang Zongqing knew this soldier because he was really famous.

Not now, but in another history.

This soldier's name is Zhang Zizhong, and he is also the highest-ranking officer to die in the entire Allied army during World War II.

It can be said that among the famous anti-Japanese generals that Zhang Zongqing admires the most, Zhang Zizhong can definitely rank first.

"Huaguo pig, you dare!"

"Hahaha, Huaguo pig dared to point a gun at us, hahaha, when did a lion appear in a group of weak sheep?"

The ronin of the Japanese slave country laughed unscrupulously, as if he expected Zhang Zizhong not to shoot.

The arrogant laughter, the ugly Japanese costumes, and the ugly clogs of the Japanese slave country.

It just makes people feel incredibly disgusting.

"Bang!"

"Bang!!"

Two gunshots rang out, and everyone was stunned and shocked.

General Zhang Zizhong did not shoot, and when everyone looked back, they found that there was a young man who was too young, and he brazenly shot and killed the ronin of the Japanese slave country directly.

So strong?

Everyone looked at Zhang Zongqing with a look of disbelief.

After a while, some Japanese slaves rushed out of the restaurant.

"Eight Geya Road, Huaguo Pig, you dare to kill my Great Fusang Warrior, you can't find death!!"

"Call my ambassador to Yanjing, we want these untouchables to pay for their lives today!"

The arrogant Japanese slaves shouted frantically, and they did not look like they were on the territory of another country.

Zhang Zongqing didn't panic, he looked at everything in front of him coldly, as if he was watching the clowns' funny performances.

"Second son?"

Zhang Zizhong looked at Zhang Zongqing for a long time, and only after confirming Zhang Zongqing's identity did he speak.

"Brother in the word!"

Zhang Zongqing arched his hand with Zhang Zizhong from the bottom of his heart and said.

"Second son, why are you here? How do you know what to call in a word? ”

Zhang Zizhong was surprised for a while, after all, although he had a good reputation in the Northwest Army, he would not let Zhang Dashuai's second son, Zhang Zongqing, who was famous in China, remember.

Moreover, Zhang Zizhong thought that Zhang Zongqing, since he was attending the meeting in Yanjing on behalf of Feng Jun.

Although the meeting was postponed, it was not enough to wander the streets.

Seeing the shocked Zhang Zizhong, Zhang Zongqing didn't answer, but just smiled.

A moment later, a Japanese soldier came to this position "stomping".

Armed at all points!

The red-eyed Japanese slave pointed in the direction of Zhang Zongqing and the others, and said loudly.

"It's him, it's their group of Chinese pariahs, who killed my noble Fusang warriors!"

"Your Excellency, I beg you to shoot them on the spot!"

"Let this group of Chinese untouchables accompany me to the funeral of the warriors of Fusang Country!"

Whoa!

As soon as he heard what the man said, the soldiers of the Japanese slave country, who considered themselves to be first-class from Gaohua country, raised their spears one after another and aimed them at Zhang Zongqing and Zhang Zizhong.

"Bage Yalu, who gave you the courage to kill my warrior of the Great Fusang Kingdom, Huaguo pig, you have to pay the price for what you have done!"

After speaking, the consul pulled out his pistol and aimed it at Zhang Zongqing and the others.

Zhang Zongqing just smiled at this group of soldiers of the Japanese slave country, and he gently patted his palm.

A group of soldiers came out of nowhere.

One by one, they picked up the *** in their hands and aimed at the soldiers of the Japanese slave country.

Zhang Zongqing looked at the consul of the Japanese slave country and said, "I'm here, do you dare to kill me?" ”

"Can you kill me?"

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