/./ Chapter 7 Rong Ji (10 times)

Look at the Imperial Association Army, they bully the common people, and they are all like wolves and tigers. See the Japanese. But immediately began to weaken his knees. Weakness in the legs and stomach. While bowing heavily. While stammering in response, "Report too. Taijun. We. We've just assembled. Assembled. Correct. We're walking to the city wall."

"Assemble .." Chi Xiaobo, the fake foreign devil, glanced at the emperors and the army with contempt. Turn around and report to a Japanese man in a suit." &*%、￥##、##*……?!”.

"Are you hungry in Bagat, do you have it.¥##、##*." The Japanese in a suit said angrily. Taijun is angry. Taijun is angry." Chi Xiaobo was so frightened that he retreated again and again. Turn your head. But he showed his fangs at the puppet soldiers: "Taijun asked. Among you people. Who is the head. Go talk to him."

The puppet armies retreated. Let go of Yan Fuquan, the last of the team. As the leader of the puppet army in the Black Stone Village. Yan Fuquan is somewhat bolder than his subordinates. Straighten up your uniform. Stride forward." The contemptible person is Yan Fuquan, the captain of the security guard of Heishizhai. He was preparing to go up to the city wall with his brethren for reinforcements. Which chief is on the other side? Yan has saluted you."

Say it. It's a decent military salute. Then he frowned and looked at the fake foreign devil Chi Xiaobo. Wait for the other person to introduce you.

"It's Mr. Takakura, the special associate of Manye Co., Ltd., who is looking for you." Chi Xiaobo was seen as empty. Take a half step back. Can't wait to introduce it to both parties." Mr. Takakura. This is the security captain Yan Fuquanjun. All security guards in Blackstone Village. Obey his commands."

"I've seen Mr. Takakura." I heard that I blocked my way and interrogated the guy for a long time, but he was just an associate of Manye Co., Ltd. Yan Fuquan's brows immediately furrowed a little tighter. There was also a hint of unhappiness in his words." There may be bandits attacking the city outside. Mr. Takakura if it's okay. Please go back to the yard early to rest. In case anything happens. Yan couldn't explain to Advisor Fujita."

"yes. Oh, yes. Mr. Takakura, please come back. This bullet doesn't have eyes."

"Mr. Takakura, go back to sleep. Things on the outside. Naturally, we are responsible."

The security guards under Yan Fuquan's command suddenly came to their senses. Babbling on behalf of the patriarch. They like to be dogs for Japanese people though. But not every Japanese person is willing to wag his tail. At least. The associate manager in the crowd opposite. I am not qualified to let them reply respectfully. It is not qualified to interfere in the defense of Blackstone Village.

There was a rush with a gun and a stick. Beads of sweat slowly oozed from Chi Xiaobo's forehead. I turned around and asked Assistant Takakura for a few words in Japanese. Then suddenly he was shaking again. The fox scolded Yan Fuquan threateningly, "It's been so long since the gun went off. You're here to go. Is it still reasonable.. Mr. Takakura is a classmate of Lieutenant Oyama. Lieutenant Oyama is drunk tonight. Unable to get up and command the battle. He transferred all power to Mr. Takakura.

"This. It's not in accordance with the rules." Yan Fuquan's face turned purple and black. Wheezing in response. Junji Fujita led the team out before going out to "suppress bandits". Leave the entire defense of the Black Rock Village to Lieutenant Dashan instead of him, the security captain. For him. It's already an insult. Lieutenant Oyama was drunk and preferred to let a merchant take his place. He also refused to give authority to the security team. It is undoubtedly equivalent to slapping Yan Fuquan several times.

The surrounding puppet soldiers listened to the words translated by the fake foreign devils. I also felt as uncomfortable as eating dozens of flies. Little Japan is obviously distrustful of everyone in doing this. But everyone still has to scramble to work for the Japanese. Such stupid behavior. It's not cheap, but what are you doing?

Immediately. Someone whispered, "Since you don't believe us. Why should we be asked to defend the walls? Never mind. Let's go back to sleep."

"No more. Don't do it anymore. Lao Tzu went back to sleep. I shouldn't be on duty tonight anyway. Will love to help who will help."

"Go back. Get back. Anyway, the sky is falling, and there is Taijun in front of him. What the hell is it to us!"

…….

Hear the noisy protests around you. Yan Fuquan became more and more confident in his heart. He was preparing to refuse the indiscriminate intervention of Japanese businessmen in a righteous and righteous manner. Mr. Takakura, who was on the other side, suddenly raised his hand at him. Command in extremely blunt Chinese." Yours. Come over. Look what this is."

"Who is Mr. Takakura calling?" Yan Fuquan put a stalk on his neck. Angrily responded. But. Soon he discovers that Associate Takakura's hand seems to have seen it somewhere. The anger on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Your. See clearly.. If you don't see it clearly. Just take it and verify it carefully." It seems that Yan Fuquan's reaction has been expected a long time ago. Assistant Takakura asked with a pout.

"Look. See clearly." Ran a few quick steps forward. Yan Fuquan saluted the other party respectfully again. Then quickly turn your head. He shouted at the stunned Imperial Army, "Listen to my orders. From now on. You must obey the high position. Mr. Takakura's dispatch. Whoever dares to disobey. Lao Tzu killed him immediately."

"Ugh." A strange sound came out of the throats of the puppet soldiers. Look at each other. The capital is those who want to achieve great things, and they are not informal. But our Captain Yan has become too fast. I just don't want to give everyone any time to react.

lest the puppet army under his command cause trouble for himself. Yan Fuquan thought about it. Continue to shout loudly, "Mr. Takakura has an important mission. Able to do things under him. It's our pleasure. Everybody has to cheer me up tonight. After repelling the sneak attackers outside the city. I will reward each person according to their performance."

"Yes." The puppet army heard that there was a reward to be taken. Somewhat mentions some spirituality. They looked at each other. Respond in unison.

Yan Fuquan nodded in satisfaction. Then turn your body to the high position. Third salute: "Report. The security team of Blackstone Village has been assembled. I would like to ask Chief Takakura for instructions."

"Lead the way. Go to the southern wall." The mysterious figure Takakura glanced at him. Commanded coldly.

"Hi Yi." Yan Fuquan responded with one of the few Japanese words he knew. Take it in stride. Like a fierce dog, he pounced on the south wall of the Black Stone Village.

It's no wonder that his performance is very different. The certificate held by the associate manager of Manye Co., Ltd. For him. It's just terrible. It's not just him, Yan Fuquan is afraid. All the traitors who worked for the little devils in the Japanese occupation zone. When I saw the document in Takakura's hand, I was afraid that my heart would tremble a few times. That's a special certificate for Japanese high-tech staff. The holder has the right to investigate all non-Japanese officials in the occupied territories, either openly or covertly. Sensei said that small fish and shrimp of this level like Yan Fuquan. Even important high-ranking officials of "Manchukuo" . If you feel the need to take the extra high class. can be put in jail immediately. Greeting the Great Punishment. Later, even if the arrested person is lucky enough to prove that he has indeed been wronged. It was also difficult for him to get out of prison.

Note 1: Extra high school course. A Japanese espionage organization founded in the late nineteenth century. Used to be active in China. Spying on all kinds of Chinese intelligence. and is responsible for supervising the leader of the puppet army who has taken refuge in the devil. Puppet government officials.