When he woke up, the little fat man found that there seemed to be more people around him, all of them were new faces, no need to guess, they all knew that they were agents arranged by the devil on the train.

"This sleep is so comfortable, first bring me a bowl of bird's nest to rinse your mouth!"

When Fujita heard Li Feng say this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

He has now figured out that this dead fat man's way of speaking, that is, there is no stubble, a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, anyway, it is just selective listening.

As for such a bullshit thing as gargling with bird's nest, he naturally chose not to hear it.

The fat man saw that Fujita was unmoved, looked at him angrily, and then drank a cup of tea and spit directly on the ground.

"I said this is it, the speed of the train is still okay!"

Take the train going south, it will stop when it reaches Pukou, and then a group of people will take a boat to Nanjing.

The little fat man thought that he could take the boat quietly, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got off the train, people outside would rush over like ants.

The little fat man was startled on the spot, there were not only reporters here, but also some strange people, and even gangsters with weapons.

Damn, when are the gangs coming to join in the fun?

"Mr. Li Feng, could you please explain, why did you come here in Nanjing?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, are you really going to surrender to the devil?"

"Li Feng is a rough man, I just want to ask, do you want to be a traitor?"

Carrying an axe in his hand according to this, he was about to cut his sweat, and the little fat man said angrily:

"Didn't I answer you a long time ago? Lao Tzu didn't want to be a traitor, Lao Tzu just went back to Jiangnan to see my parents!

Although it was the little devil who invited me to come and see, but since their invitation was in line with my thoughts, why didn't I come? ”

"Although that's true, but Mr. Li Feng, if you didn't become a traitor, why didn't the devil kill you?"

The question asked by this reporter was very interesting, and a group of people also wanted to hear Li Feng's answer, but they didn't expect the little fat man's next answer to almost make them vomit blood.

"It's not simple, this little devil has a request for me, of course he won't kill me?"

Does the devil have a request for you Li Feng?

You're not stupid!

"What does that devil want from you?"

The reporter boldly asked, and Fujita next to him was about to draw his knife, but the little fat man still replied with a smile:

"They begged Lao Tzu to be a traitor, didn't Lao Tzu kill a devil major general some time ago, they want to use this incident to hit our enthusiasm for the war of resistance!

Do you think that the enthusiasm of the military and civilians in the whole country for the war of resistance can be controlled by me and Li Feng?

So what I want to tell you is that you should continue to fight devils, anyway, I, Li Feng, will not be a traitor, don't worry!

This gang of devils occupies our Nanjing, and Lao Tzu is going to go around the city of Nanjing today as the Eighth Route Army and as a Chinese soldier! ”

The fat man's words were very imposing, so that the reporters present were fooled by him, and many people clenched their fists, thinking that Li Feng was a very good person.

Yes, it seems like a very coercive thing to be able to walk around Nanjing City as a Chinese soldier, but why do you always feel a little strange?

Fujita felt very embarrassed, originally thinking of splashing all the dirty water on Li Feng, and then forcing him to surrender, but he didn't expect this dead fat man to play such a game.

"Fengjun, I hope you can think about your parents, I heard that your mother is not in good health, please pay attention when you speak!"

Damn, threaten Lao Tzu.

The little fat man pulled his mouth and decided not to continue, what if he forced the devil to be anxious and really hurt his mother?

"Okay, I won't continue to talk to you, I have time to come to Nanjing for a walk, as the Eighth Route Army, I can take you to eat roast duck!"

After speaking, the little fat man took off his coat, and at this time the little devil found out that Li Feng was actually wearing the military uniform of the Eighth Route Army, which was still brand new.

A group of reporters thought this was a very interesting thing, and hurriedly kept taking pictures, which was very fresh, and there was actually an eight-way to Nanjing City to go shopping.

"I knew that Li Feng would not surrender to the devil, you see what I said is right!"

I don't know where it came from, 250, he actually dangled in front of the devil with an axe, if it wasn't for the little devil's deliberate design, his head would have moved a long time ago.

Surrounded by devils, the little fat man boarded the big ship rushing to Nanjing City in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army.

The reporters were stopped by the devil and asked them to delete the photos in the camera, so that the little fat man's words that inspired the enthusiasm of the Chinese military and civilians for the War of Resistance were sent.

Before these devils could make a move, suddenly there was another gunshot, and several devils were shot in the head on the spot.

Why is the little fat man so upset when he sees the situation? It seems that the future comrades have not handled the matter well.

Well, you still have to do it yourself, the little fat man kicked the agent next to him away, and then quietly hid behind the cover.

Fujita thought that Li Feng was going to run, so he hurriedly rushed over, only to find that the dead fat man was dodging bullets.

Damn, you're a dead fat man, you're really afraid of death.

"Fengjun I have already said it, please don't make small moves!"

Toyota thought that this matter was caused by the little fat man, but he didn't expect Li Feng to throw him a face and scold:

"Damn, Lao Tzu told you a long time ago, don't go too far, you see, now everyone wants to assassinate me, if someone hadn't helped me block that bullet just now, it is estimated that it would have hit Lao Tzu!"

Fujita looked at the dead agent in front of him, and thought to himself, wasn't that what you kicked out to block the bullet?

Well, the devil agent has completed his glorious mission, protected an enemy, and I don't know if Tianhuang will kill him again when he goes underground.

Originally, Fujita thought that he would just look at Li Feng, but what he didn't expect was that the assassination team was a bit ruthless this time, and directly disrupted the scene, so that he and Li Feng were separated directly.

The fat man also felt very strange why the other party was always able to determine his position, and seemed to be attacking him all the time, but he didn't want to kill him.

In the end, the little fat man was left alone and quietly hid in an alley, Lao Tzu can't kill people, can't you let me hide for a while?

Not long after hiding, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and before he could run, the wall next to him cracked directly, and then Zhuang flew Li Feng in the face.

"Holy, who the is so good!"

The little fat man always felt that this scene was very familiar, but he felt that it was important to escape, and just wanted to run away, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

"Dead fat man, don't go!"

Ouch, why is this aunt here?