He Zifeng went back under the escort of Shiichiro Tanaka. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since the last time He Zifeng did that, Tanaka Shiichiro has no driver, Zhao Mazi of the Garrison Headquarters sent someone to find himself unlucky, and he died, and he has been honest recently, He Zifeng suddenly showed kindness, he felt that he was very sorry for Tanaka Shiichiro.

So, he lay on the back of the driver's seat and said to Shiichiro Tanaka, "Hey! Tanaka-kun, how about I find you a new driver?

He Zifeng found that Tanaka Shiichiro's hand holding the steering wheel was obviously shaking, but he said without saltiness, no need, the teacher ordered me not to look for a driver this month.

He Zifeng pouted, he knew why Shiichiro Tanaka hated him so much, think about it, other people's section chiefs have full-time drivers, and he wants to drive by himself, can this be balanced in his heart?

But there was one thing he didn't understand very much, so he leaned on his back and asked Shiichiro Tanaka, Tanaka-kun, I saw the assassination list against us today, with your name on it, why do you dare to act alone?

You're stupid! Shiichiro Tanaka observed the situation outside the car, and said on the steering wheel, what am my identity now? Driver! Do you see what I'm wearing, like a soldier?

He Zifeng was speechless, Shiichiro Tanaka was wearing a loose suit, and he was a driver, he couldn't say that if he was attacked, the first gunman might be the driver, right?

The car stopped at the gate of the Fengyuan Tea House, and Shiichiro Tanaka felt strange, and he asked He Zifeng, what are you doing here if you don't go home? In this place where dragons and snakes are mixed, you are not afraid of others hitting black guns.

Thank you for your concern, go to you. He Zifeng waved his hand impatiently, and then ignored Shiichiro Tanaka, and went straight to the tea house.

It's dinner time, there are few people in the store, there is no business in the private room upstairs today, Shopkeeper Zhao is having dinner in the hall with a few cousins and Qian brothers, He Zifeng sat down at the long table, and suddenly his eyes burst out, Shopkeeper Zhao, where is my flower arrangement?

What's that, the big money was accidentally knocked over.

He Zifeng turned his head to look at Qian Xiaozhong, who buried his head in pulling rice.

With a long sigh, He Zifeng went out with his hands behind his back, and the shopkeeper Zhao couldn't help but ask, boss, are you not eating?

If you don't eat it, you're full!

After saying that, he went out, but it was not an ordinary road.

In fact, when he came out of the headquarters, He Zifeng deliberately took a road, which was the road where Tong Lan evacuated, and he didn't have any valuable discoveries all the way to the store, so he thought that Tong Lan might have turned to other routes in the middle road.

So now, He Zifeng turned back, the reason was very simple, he was too curious about Tong Lan, such an excellent gunner would only appear in the national army that had received orthodox military training, and it was difficult for such a character to appear in the Eighth Route team at this stage.

There was a cigarette seller at the intersection, shouting loudly, He Zifeng stepped forward, picked up a pack of Hademen at random, and asked him if he had seen a man in a black leather windbreaker pass by here, and as he spoke, an ocean came out of his hand.

Yes, yes, yes! The peddler's gaze never left the ocean, and he spoke like a machine gun, dressed in a shabby leather trench coat, with messy hair, and a wooden stick wrapped in rags in his hand, and went to that end.

He Zifeng flicked his hand, and the ocean fell into the hands of the hawker, and he himself strode in the direction pointed by the hawker.

It was a deep alley, so small that it didn't have a name at all, He Zifeng slowed down, he walked slowly forward, hoping to find some traces, but when he came to a crossroads, he stopped.

The development of Shanghai is so fast that he can't find a dirt road, He Zifeng can't find a trace on the asphalt road, he can't be sure where Tong Lan went, he looked up angrily and looked around, He Zifeng looked at it with a certain look, and immediately turned into an alley.

Running all the way made Tong Lan's physical strength a little overdrawn, he ate too little, and only had three nests a day.

He remembered when he was in the army, when it was better than now, although there was only 3 taels of rice, but at least there was a vegetable, and he remembered the scene of the capture of Japanese supplies, and that meal was probably the best to eat.

Canned beef, coarse rice, fine noodles, dehydrated vegetables, salt, monosodium glutamate, and even tobacco and wine, Tong Lan got a lunch box, with a peculiar shape, Tong Lan used it, this lunch box with an outer layer is easy to cook rice and vegetables at the same time, and from the equivalent point of view, it can be eaten for two days.

And these are the rations of an ordinary soldier of the Japanese army for a day, Tong Lan has converted, the rations of the Japanese army for a day are comparable to the amount of a soldier of the national army for 3 days.

The war was fought so badly, in addition to the backwardness of weapons, the supply of logistics was also a fatal shortcoming.

Tong Lan swallowed his saliva, as if he saw that there were all kinds of food in front of him, he leaned against the corner, his head was a little groggy, he didn't expect that his physical strength was almost exhausted today, he thought of He Zifeng again, this is a terrible opponent.

It should be safe here, right? It took a lot of effort for me to get rid of the pursuing devil soldiers, rest for another 5 minutes, leave here and return to Huajie after 5 minutes, and continue to carry big bags tomorrow, earn some money, and fill my stomach.

Just thinking in his heart, there was a slight sound of footsteps not far away, Tong Lan turned his head sideways, and a vague figure walked towards him.

Who is it? Who's coming? Is it the enemy?

The figure slowly walked up to him and squatted down, and asked him softly, how are you? Is it hurt?

Tong Lan wanted to answer, but opened his mouth and couldn't speak, the figure smiled after checking it, it turned out that his physical strength was exhausted. After speaking, he picked up Tong Lan and walked out of the alley.

He Zifeng helped Tong Lan into a nearby hotel, and after settling him down, he ordered the waiter to bring a bowl of gruel.

The night was already very deep, Tong Lan woke up slowly, and there was a person sitting in front of the window, with a slender figure, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking up at the bright moon outside the window.

Are you awake?

Tong Lan vigilantly observed the situation around her and herself, and asked He Zifeng, who are you?

I?

He Zifeng stood up with a smile and turned around, I am the person you want to kill.

Tong Lan sat up violently, but then he quieted down, for the first time, he had a sense of frustration, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice, what do you want?

He Zifeng didn't speak, he was still smiling brightly, he turned the chair around, and then Shi Shiran sat down, looked at Tong Lan, and raised the teacup in his hand.

Friend, for the sake of our meeting, what do you think?