Five red handprints suddenly appeared on the face of the skinny dog devil, and he didn't want the other party to cry out in pain, but he suddenly became excited: "Shi Yuan Juncao, this is a subject of the Great Japanese Empire, the Great Japanese Empire!" ”

Zhao Zilong gave another ear scraper, because he really couldn't hear someone call the words "Great Japanese Empire" in front of him.

When the fat pig devil named Shangyuan Zhu heard this, the rifle in his hand couldn't help but pause, and he was confused for a while: "Shangmura-kun, what are you calling?" ”

Shi Yuanzhu asked this skinny dog devil named Kamimura Shiwa over and over again.

Although Uemura Shiwa was beaten, the more he was beaten, the happier he became. The fat pig didn't understand, and finally simply walked over with a gun.

"Yours," Shi Yuanzhu asked Zhao Zilong, "a subject of the Great Japanese Empire?" ”

"Yo Si." Zhao Zilong pretended to be a little arrogant and nodded.

"Okay, okay," Shi Yuanzhu immediately put away the gun, walked over, and stretched out a hand to high-five Zhao Zilong, "Fortunately, fortunately." In what year did you come to China? ”

"Showa," as soon as he finished saying these two words, Zhao Zilong forgot what was behind, so he was in a hurry and said a decent word, "The first year of Showa is here." ”

"Your Excellency," Shi Yuanzhu instantly became respectful, "then, you are a senior, a senior!" ”

Zhao Zilong's hand, Shangmura Shiwa also raised his hand to salute under the restraint.

Seeing that the two devils were relaxed, Zhao Zilong's face suddenly turned cold, and without hesitation, his hand twisted, and Shangmura Shiwa's neck snapped with a click.

Before Shi Yuanzhu could react, Zhao Zilong kicked his gun seven feet away. At this time, Shi Yuanzhu came to his senses, but it was too late, Zhao Zilong just raised his leg and kicked him unconscious.

In order not to wake up the others, Zhao Zilong pulled out a dagger and made a big cross on Shi Yuanzhu's fat neck.

Thinking that the devil's patrol team would usually come over once an hour, Zhao Zilong knew that the security time would not exceed half an hour now.

He didn't pay any attention to the corpses of the two devils, but took away two handfuls of three large covers and some ammunition, and threw them away when they were by a small river.

After identifying the direction, Zhao Zilong immediately rushed to a small village there.

Shangfang Village, a place with a torii, he saw it at a glance.

At the entrance of this village, there are also several two dogs on duty. Since he is a Chinese who has become a traitor, Zhao Zilong is not so polite. went up and gave them a few big mouths, and then scolded them in Japanese, so frightened that the other party nodded again and again.

After asking a few questions, Zhao Zilong entered the village, only to learn that the landlord had fled somewhere else. The person who is now guarding the manor is an old long-term worker named Zhang San.

Zhang San, known as "Deflated Three". Not because of anything else, but because he was too shriveled.

As soon as he heard Zhao Zilong's vague inquiry, he trembled excitedly: "Good man, I don't know anything about the situation you said, old man." ”

"Where's your Mrs. Zhang? He must have known. Zhao Zilong immediately asked.

He guessed that the devil would definitely find out about the killing of the soldiers at the outpost, and if he searched all the way, it would probably be sooner or later.

"My grandfather," Qi San's beard moved as he spoke, "he has long fled to the mainland, he is an old stubborn who will not surrender." ”

"What about your family's possessions?" Zhao Zilong's face sank, and he didn't believe his words.

"My family's possessions? Everything that can be moved, what can be sold, all taken away," Mi San replied a little helplessly.

Zhao Zilong couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, but then he thought of the beautiful young woman who pretended to be his cousin, but he didn't point it out. It is inferred that the old lady Zhang of the three families should not have escaped.

"I'll stay and wait for him to come back," Zhao Zilong's heart was a little anxious, but he still pretended to be calm, "I'll wait until he comes back." ”

"Don't wait," an old voice came from behind, "is it a strong man?" ”

Zhao Zilong raised his eyebrows, immediately turned around, and replied to an old man with a goatee who looked like a rich man: "Old lady Zhang, how can you sit idly by when the national disaster is at your head?" I'm visiting ...... today."

"Okay, Zhang San, you go make a cup of tea." This old lady Zhang first shook her hand and motioned to Zhao Zilong not to say any more, "Remember, you have to put on a good red robe." Mine, I only drink Lu'an melon slices. ”

"Yes, sir." He replied and walked down.

Old lady Zhang's beard moved, and suddenly burst into tears: "Strongman, when I see you, you are from **." You tell me, when will the king retreat westward, when will he be able to come back to recover the old capital? ”

"The old capital?" When Zhao Zilong heard the word Guangfu, his face changed, and he felt a little worried, and then looked at the other party and replied: "Old lady, the government has never regarded Nanjing as the old capital. Chongqing is just the capital, and Nanjing will always be the capital of China! ”

"Good! Good! The old lady nodded, and the tears were collected.

The big red robe was served, and the Lu'an melon slices were also served. After taking two sips of tea, the old lady's mood improved slightly.

"Strong man, do you know why I only drink Lu'an melon slices, old man?" Old lady Zhang held the teacup and looked at Zhao Zilong.

"The younger generation doesn't know." Zhao Zilong shook his head.

"On the lower ancestor, my surname is Liu," the old lady Zhang suddenly looked at the roof, thinking about the past, "It's just because the uncle surnamed Zhang couldn't give birth to a son, so he passed on his grandson." ”

"Oh," Zhao Zilong understood, "the nephew passed on to the uncle." ”

Old lady Zhang nodded: "It's a bit awkward to say, but that's what it's all about." Therefore, we all think that we are the blood of Emperor Han Gao in our bones, and we never intermarry with people surnamed Liu. ”

"Old lady Zhang!" Zhao Zilong knew the task of this matter, so he changed the topic, "I came this time for that information." ”

"What information?" How do you know that this old lady Zhang's eyes widened, and she looked like she didn't understand.

"That's it," Zhao Zilong said when he saw that there was no one around, "It's the information about Baoding." ”

"Baoding?" When the old lady heard this, her face suddenly changed, "What Baoding?" My old man has lived for seventy-six years, and I have never heard of any Baoding! ”

Zhao Zilong's face changed, and his heart sank, could it be that the information given by the Military Command Bureau was wrong?

However, Zhao Zilong faintly felt that this old lady Zhang was lying.

However, I don't have any empirical evidence, and it may be useless to ask questions.

Moreover, it was impossible to ask any more questions now, for he heard a bustling shouting from the entrance of the village.