"What kind of person, so unqualified!"

"Which village??"

"Damn, squeeze what, squeeze what!"

Obviously, Wang Liangzuo's table is full of traitors, and it seems that they are the traitor leaders of various villages. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Liang and Wei Dayong's cutting in line still caused many people to be dissatisfied.

These people are usually bullies in the village, but after the Japanese came, they became traitors, and they are usually some powerful customers.

When I saw someone giving me eye medicine, I naturally scolded.

Wei Dayong's fist clenched and creaked, if Wang Liang hadn't stopped him several times, he would have shot a long time ago.

Hand-to-hand combat is what Wei Dayong is best at.

He was fully confident that he could silence everyone at this table forever in a minute.

"Yo, so? Is this what it looks like to do it again? What village are you from? Why hasn't I seen you? A traitor saw Wei Dayong's eyes that he was about to kill, and mocked.

"Haha, haha, uncles, uncles, we are new to the industry, new to the industry, not very sensible, you are more inclusive, more inclusive." Wang Liang smiled, and at the same time did not forget to step on Wei Dayong's foot.

That devil captain hasn't come out yet, so he can't reveal his identity.

This can pretend to be a grandson.

Seeing that Wang Liang confessed, everyone couldn't laugh anymore.

The situation on Chu Yunfei's side was much better, he and his guards were very civilized and sat down politely, naturally they didn't encounter such trouble as Wang Liang.

The host appeared, and when he saw the people in the hall chattering, he frowned, and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, everyone be quiet, and now I would like to invite today's birthday star Fujita Ichiro Shaozo to speak." ”

Think about it, how many officers can be in a brigade.

At the top of the sky is the captain of Shaozuo.

Four lieutenant squadron leaders, twelve lieutenants or ensigns.

plus some auxiliary positions, there are only about 30 people.

Some of the people on duty didn't come today, except for the officers, who were some Cao Chang or military Cao.

Of course, the most numerous of them tonight are the mud-legged traitors who came.

Wang Liang counted carefully, and there were sixty numbers.

It is the chaotic characters of various villages, townships, and plainclothes teams, all of whom are grassroots traitors, and their quality is naturally not high.

Noisy, bragging, so cheerful.

It seems that the host's identity is not low, and the hall suddenly fell silent after speaking.

In fact, they are all giving face to tonight's protagonist Fujita Ichiro, this is their top boss, Daitaijun.

It's too late to stammer on weekdays, who dares to talk nonsense anymore.

Forty-eight-year-old Fujita was very weak, and he was supported by two soldiers before he got on the stage.

"I'm glad you all came to my birthday party........"

Fujita didn't speak Chinese, so he paused every time he spoke, and then the interpreter immediately translated the sentence.

Even so, the big guy still listened to it with relish and didn't dare to relax.

But there is one exception.

That is Wei Dayong.

The calf kept eating, grabbed a handful of peanuts and didn't swallow it, then tore another chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Monk, you fucking eat slowly, no one will rob you." Wang Liang looked at Wei Dayong with interest, as if he recalled the scene in the bright sword.

Isn't that the same scenario?

The sound of Wei Dayong eating was so loud that it was estimated that even Fujita's old boy could hear it.

The people at the same table couldn't help frowning, staring at Wei Dayong deadly, and they had already begun to greet in their hearts.

Fujita just glanced this way, and although he was unhappy, he held back and didn't publish it on such a festive day.

"Commander Fujita said that he was going to sing a song to express how much he missed his mother."

The translator said again, which caused applause from the audience.

The traitors and junior officers all slapped their asses to their heart's content and applauded to death.

“！ #￥%…… & amp; *（*& amp; ......%" Fujita smiled and began to sing.

The traitors present could not understand Japanese, but they still pretended to enjoy it.

The Japanese officers even applauded and set a little rhythm.

Wang Liang can naturally understand the meaning of the song sung by Fujita, that is, how good his mother is, and how he thinks of his mother.

To be honest, the lyrics are good, but the singing is too rubbish.

After a while, Fujita's tears began to fall...

"Captain, look, that little devil is singing and crying." Fujita's appearance was so happy that Wei Dayong giggled and said to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang patted Wei Dayong's head with one hand, and with the other hand he was about to grab another chicken leg, "Monk, you fucking leave some for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten yet!" ”

Wei Dayong is a guy who protects food, so naturally he won't let Wang Liang snatch it.

It didn't matter if it was so bad, a plate fell to the ground.

Bang Dang...... Cracking sound......

Fujita's singing was interrupted by the dissonant voice.

The eyes of the people in the hall immediately moved to Wang Liang's table.

Fujita endured it for a long time, especially when he saw where Wei Dayong was, he didn't break out.

But the sound of plates falling to the ground completely aroused his anger.

Old Fujita jumped down from the platform and ran to Wang Liang and scolded: "Eight Geya Road! ”

"Who invited you here?! You pig! ”

Everyone looked at Wei Dayong gloatingly, thinking, tell you kid to eat.

Okay, let the eldest prince catch it now, he will definitely die today.

Just when the traitors were waiting to see a good show, Wei Dayong, who had been immersed in eating, said something that shocked everyone present: "Leader, what did this old devil say?" ”

"The old devil scolded you and said you were a pig." Wang Liang swallowed melon seeds and replied to Wei Dayong leisurely.

Devil?

Fujita no longer understands Chinese, but he can understand these two words.

The traitors here also took a breath of cold air and said in front of the Japanese that the Japanese are devils, these two people are crazy, right?

Before the old Fujita and the other officers could go crazy, Wei Dayong made a move.

A punch hit Fujita in the throat, killing old Fujita instantly.

After this scene happened, everyone present was shocked.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Lao Tzu is Wang Liang, the head of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, don't move, whoever moves Lao Tzu will fight whom!"

"Brother Yunfei, it's time to show up!"

Bang! Bang!

"Chu Yunfei, the commander of the 358th Regiment of the Jin Sui Army, is here!" Chu Yunfei and his guards fired two shots and stood up.

"Hahaha, Brother Chu, these devils and traitors will be given to you, take them back and ask for credit." Wang Liang, who was possessed by Li Yunlong, couldn't stop and said to Chu Yunfei.

(To be continued.) )