The hard work paid off, and after four or five laps around the market, Han Feng finally found a figure that basically matched the goal.

This is a young man, about 1.75 meters, his cheeks are a little thin, even with a vegetable color, his body is not burly, but he is very well-proportioned, wearing a rag shirt with patches and holes, and the cloth shoes on his feet are also open, revealing two black and muddy toe thumbs.

No matter how you look at it, this seems to be an ordinary little civilian in Heyuan County.

He loaded three bags of rice into the cart in the corner of the crowded market, it was close to dusk, it seemed that he was ready to close the stall, and the Japanese puppet army passed by the stall where he bought rice from time to time, this seemingly ordinary man, but his eyes were unusually calm, in this calm, he occasionally looked at the Japanese puppet army, like looking at a few walking beasts.

"Damn, what are you looking at?" A puppet soldier discovered this disgusting gaze and insulted viciously.

The anger in Duan Peng's eyes flashed away, and then turned into a flattering smile, and the puppet army saw Duan Peng bow his head, and scolded two more words, and then left satisfied.

It's just that the puppet army left with the front foot, and Duan Peng spat fiercely at the back of the puppet army, ", the dog fights the human power." ”

Da Niu noticed that his regiment commander had been staring intently at the young man who was selling rice, and the scene that happened between Duan Peng and the puppet army also fell in his eyes, Da Niu was a little puzzled, in his opinion, such a spineless guy who only dared to spit behind his back had nothing to pay attention to.

Han Feng said suddenly: "Da Niu, have you seen that young man selling rice?" ”

Zhou Daniu nodded, "Commander, I saw it, but what's so beautiful about this person?" ”

Han Feng said: "This person is a person who has been practicing martial arts all year round, and he is a master of martial arts. ”

"Just him, master?" Zhou Daniu was stunned, "Commander, what we're looking for won't be him, right?" ”

"It shouldn't be wrong, you see that this kid is not burly, but those bags of rice, each bag is more than 100 catties, but this kid is carrying a bag in one hand when he is loaded into the car, and his face is not red or panting, which is not something that ordinary people can do."

Da Niu said: "Could it be that you have more strength?" ”

Han Feng smiled: "Just give it a try, but don't blame me for not reminding you of the big cow, you may not be able to walk under him for fifty moves." ”

Zhou Daniu is confident, although kung fu can not be practiced overnight to achieve great success, but in the past two years, he has been learning and improving by Han Feng's side.

Can't catch fifty moves? Zhou Daniu believed in the vision and judgment of the head of the regiment, but he never believed that there would be such a powerful person in this inconspicuous bazaar.

Han Feng and Zhou Daniu no longer hidden, and walked towards Duan Peng in the corner together.

The first to talk was Zhou Daniu, he patted the shoulder of Duan Peng, who lowered his head to load the car, only to feel that this shoulder was not as thin as he imagined, but very generous and sturdy, "Brother, since you have a good martial arts, how can you be reduced to selling rice on the street, and being bullied by devils and puppet soldiers?" If you are a good man, you should stand up and fight the enemy. ”

Duan Peng only felt a little inexplicable, he Duan Peng did practice martial arts since he was a child, and he was even guided by a famous teacher, and he was good at martial arts, but Duan Peng didn't know what the great truth of saving the world was, he just knew that by selling more rice, he would be able to earn more money and go home, and better serve his old mother, who had worked so hard to bring him up.

But who is this guy? It's just a matter of seeing that he has martial arts, and he actually uses this kind of words to sarcastically mock himself.

Duan Peng's heart was a little angry, he fixed his body, his body did not move under Zhou Daniu's deliberate and tentative pull, he noticed the outfits of Han Feng and Zhou Daniu, "Boss, are you going to buy rice?" Still is? ”

Han Feng walked closer and said with a smile: "If we are really the boss, your rice will be grabbed directly." ”

Han Feng's calmness made Duan Peng vaguely feel that this person was not simple, and he was the first to get information from Han Feng's words, the two guys in front of him were just disguised as traitors, as for their real identities...... "Who are you?" ”

Han Feng said in a low voice: "Eight Roads,"

Duan Peng's pupils shrank, and his face quickly calmed down, "I don't care who you are, don't delay me selling rice, my old mother is still waiting for me to go home and cook!" ”

Han Feng said: "In the troubled times, it's not that if you don't mess with others, others won't mess with you, if you seek stability, you can be stable, and if you don't get rid of the Japanese invaders, there will definitely be no one who can live a carefree life." ”

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't understand these truths." Duan Peng had already loaded the car and was about to pull the cart away.

Da Niu was suddenly furious, and grabbed Duan Peng's back with a grab, who expected that this Peng was really a good hand, and he didn't see him turn back, his body turned along the strength of Da Niu's grab, and after unloading all the strength, his shoulder seemed to hit back intentionally or unintentionally, and a huge force hit Zhou Da Niu's chest, Zhou Da Niu retreated four or five steps in a row, and he couldn't be frightened, and was about to catch it again, but was stopped by Han Feng, who shook his head with a wry smile, "Forget it, let him go, this kind of person can't be forced." ”

But who would have thought that Duan Peng, who was pulling the cart, had just walked out more than ten meters away, and he was stopped by two devils and a puppet army.

Coincidentally, Ichiro Hirata, the captain of the gendarmerie of Juxianlou, had a big birthday, and there were many guests invited to the birthday banquet, so he naturally needed to prepare more rice noodles.

It's okay if the devil pays the money, although Duan Peng hates traitors and devils, the money is not earned for nothing, but when did these little devils not get used to eating overlord meals in the county town and still run rampant, would they care about the life or death of a powerless little civilian like Duan Peng? Wish for the moon.

The two little devils couldn't help but say, they were about to pull the cart away after snatching Duan Peng's hand, and the killing machine flashed away from Duan Peng's eyes, he grabbed the corner of a devil's clothes and begged: "Taijun, can't, can't!" This is for me to save my life, I and my wife all rely on these rice to sell money to survive, you can't rob this rice! ”

"Little rabbit, let go quickly, if you don't let go, you're welcome." The puppet army scolded.

One of the little devils was annoyed by Duan Peng's pulling, "Baga", raised the butt of the gun and smashed it towards Duan Peng's face.

These little devils who have lost their conscience and have no humanity, if this rifle butt is really smashed down, and they are replaced by ordinary people, will they still have their lives?

Judging from the skill and unhesitation of this devil, it is conceivable that such scenes occur from time to time in the county towns in enemy-occupied areas.

The butt of the gun instantly approached Duan Peng's cheek, as a person who practiced martial arts, Duan Peng instinctively reflexively stretched out his left hand to easily remove the butt of the gun, and then elbowed it against the jaw of the Japanese army, but when it came, Duan Peng hurriedly retracted his strength, so Fang Cai's block and elbow attack were like a civilian who happened to do it in a hurry, "Taijun, these rice are life-saving, you can't grab it!" ”

But where can the devil be reasonable, especially when Duan Peng's elbow hit him in the jaw, although he didn't feel any strength and pain, he felt very insulted, where would he be able to survive this Diao Min.

The muzzle of the black whirring gun was aimed directly at Duan Peng's head without even thinking about it, and his hand had already pulled towards the bolt......