In the middle of the night, Deyue Restaurant had to meet sleepy customers, all of which were caused by winter.

In the private room with the lamp on the second floor, there is a round table, two jars of wine, and six diners, all of whom are Zhou Zhentian, Hu Santong, Niu Xiaoer, two puppet soldiers and Boss Chen as accompaniment.

Let's look at what dishes are on the table: a plate of peanuts, a whole roast chicken, a plate of pig ears, a vinegared cabbage, and a pot of fish and meatball soup. This fish meatball soup is one of the signatures of Deyue Restaurant, called "East China Sea Dragon Ball", each ball is full of toughness, it is not possible without hundreds of knives, and this soup is made of pork crispy bones, clear and fresh.

Hu Santong originally wanted the puppet army to carry two jars of wine and return to the checkpoint immediately, but he couldn't resist the "warm hospitality" of Boss Chen and Zhou Zhentian, and even more so the "call" of four dishes and one soup.

Sima Changyun was still hiding downstairs in his man's clothes, the rescue operation was originally unlucky, and there could be no accidents here, now all he could do was wait for the signal.

"Come on, Brother Hu, what about this glass of wine, count me Zhou Zhentian to accompany you, it's too heavy, don't mind!" Zhou Zhentian picked up a bowl of wine, which was two halves and halves, all the way to his neck, and even the bottom of the bowl was clean.

"Brother Zhou, where is it, we don't know each other! I did it too! Hu Santong was on duty in the middle of the night, and he wanted to find a warm place to warm his cold stomach.

After three bowls of wine, Hu Santong felt that the blood in his whole body was rushing to the top of his head, his face was hot and hot, and his eyes were swollen with the rhythm of his heartbeat.

It's not that Hu Santong's alcohol is too small, but that Boss Chen smeared a layer of MSG in Hu Santong's wine bowl, and the addition of MSG to liquor will speed up the heart and stimulate blood flow, to put it bluntly, it makes people easy to get drunk.

Although the two puppet soldiers who followed him also sat at the wine table, these two people only cared about drinking and eating meat for themselves, and completely ignored the others.

"Brother Hu, listen to you, I have a task tomorrow, don't delay you because of my brother's drink."

"Alas. Bullshit Mission! Can the job given by the Japanese devil be called a task? At the beginning, I was a dignified ****, but now? The entire army has surrendered, what Chairman Wang, what curves to save the country, what imperial army, isn't it cannon fodder for devils! Hu Santong blushed, this sentence may be the truth or drunk.

"Brother Hu, this is. You can't talk nonsense." Zhou Zhentian didn't know who this Hu Santong was, and he seemed to be quite enthusiastic when he heard this, but the yellow skin of the lackey was still worn on his body, and he was so cautious in the investigation, if it wasn't for the palm just now, Changyun would have been exposed.

"What do you call nonsense, I can't wait to trample the little devils under my feet and become slaves!" Hu Santong drank another bowl of water, and his neck was already wet, and he said: "I checked strictly, but I didn't sell my life to the devil, I was just afraid that something would go wrong and I would lose my head again, and.." Hu Santong laughed twice, leaned forward, as if he wanted to reach Zhou Zhentian's ear, "Isn't it possible to fish for oil and water!" If you are angry with the devil, you have to find someone to vent and vent, and balance it! Hahaha"

Niu Xiaoer also followed suit, and it seems that in terms of the so-called fishing for oil and water and finding balance, he hit it off with Hu Santong.

Zhou Zhentian probably understood, the bloody words that Hu Santong just said were nothing more than a reckless pleasure on the wine table, and sprinkled the anger of the devil on his compatriots, what a pervert this is! Hu Santong has lost the soul of a Chinese soldier, and he is now just a pitiful, horrible corpse, even if a few words of Chinese still pop out of his mouth occasionally.

Zhou Zhentian asked Hu Santong: "What are the Japanese going to let Brother Hu do tomorrow?" ”

Hu Santong squinted at Zhou Zhentian, drunk or drunk, and it didn't seem to be confused: "I can't say it, it's explained from above!" ”

"What else can't I say?"

"Yes, Brother Zhou is our own person, so it doesn't hurt to talk about it!" Niu Xiaoer also helped Zhou Zhentian, of course, he himself wanted to know what "activities" there would be tomorrow.

"Can't say, really can't say!"

Zhou Zhentian looked at the puppet army on his hand and began to doze off when he was full of wine and food, Niu Xiaoer was tearing the roast chicken, don't do it at this time, let alone when! "Oh? Can't really say? Hmph, I have a way for you to say it! ”

Hu Santong laughed very contemptuously, no matter how good you are Zhou Zhentian in a fight, you can't pry open a villain's mouth, unless...

"Changyun!" Boss Chen shouted.

The two dazed puppet soldiers could only hear a gust of wind on the staircase, and before they could wake up, they were already Sima Changyun's two black hole guns.

Zhou Zhentian pulled out a dagger from his leg with his right hand and put it against the neck of Niu Xiaoer, who was sitting next to him, and took out a shell gun from his waist with his left hand and pointed it at Hu Santong, who was sitting opposite.

Niu Xiaoer felt a chill flow from his neck to his whole body in an instant, and a pair of mouse eyes secretly aimed at the person with two guns - Sima Changyun! Something big is going to happen! The roast chicken in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he followed the roast chicken to the floor with the plates and chopsticks to find safety.

Five or six guys from the restaurant also rushed upstairs with hemp rope, sticks, and kitchen knives. These guys are distant relatives of Boss Chen, they live in a restaurant on weekdays, and they are very familiar with Sima Changyun, and they are all masters who can go to Daoshan with just one sentence. The expression of the one holding the kitchen knife is particularly fierce, his nostrils are panting, and his eyes are full of sparks, if the Sima brothers have something to do, it doesn't matter if they can't sleep, they have to make a fire to fry vegetables in the middle of the night in winter, or make it for the puppet army, and the puppet army still has to eat meatballs.

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing here!" Hu Santong's wine strength flowed out with cold sweat.

"What? If you are honest about tomorrow, as for this point? ”

"Don't, don't! I said I'd lose my head! ”

"If you don't say it, you'll lose your head now!" Zhou Zhentian turned on the machine spring with his thumb, and the bullet entered the chamber of the gun, and as long as the index finger moved, he could make a hole in Hu Santong's head.

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou.." Listening to the sound of the bullet being loaded, Hu Santong's face had turned from red to white, his sparse mustache trembled, and he begged for mercy vigorously, saying, "Brother Zhou, don't.."

"Don't call me a brother! Say it or not! ”

"Say... Say! I say! Hu Santong closed his eyes, because when he opened his eyes, he was the muzzle of the black hole, who knows when this Uncle Zhou will shoot, let's say it, let's live through tonight.

"I'll take someone to the Zaoyuan County Gendarmerie to escort Sima Changkong tomorrow, and shoot him outside Doukou Town at noon!"

"What? You bastards! As soon as Changyun heard that his brother would be shot tomorrow, and then saw that these few Chinese who were not angry actually helped foreigners to oppress their compatriots, they were full of anger, and the machine springs of the two guns "clicked" twice, which was the prelude to the big killing.

"Spare us! We can't help ourselves! The two puppet soldiers targeted by Changyun immediately knelt on the ground, grabbed their ears with both hands, and cried. The kneeling movement is so skillful, I guess it is also customary in front of the Japanese.

"What are the devil's actions?" Changyun suppressed his anger and asked.

"Listen to our company commander, Captain Matsubara... No.. It's Matsubara Devil, and he'll bring someone with him tomorrow! ”

"How many men are you going to take to the gendarmerie tomorrow?" Changyun continued to ask.

"Fifteen! This is what the company commander requested, and it will leave early tomorrow morning! ”

"Is Liu Bo going?"

"He won't go, Liu Bo will arrange it near the execution ground, in case Sima Changkong's brother comes to rob the law field... That's all I know, you can let me go! I promise not to talk about it! ”

"You promise? Hmph, do you know who you just asked? He is Sima Changkong's younger brother Sima Changyun. We're here today to rob people! ”

Hu Santong heard Zhou Zhentian say that he robbed people, and he sighed in his heart, it's bad, it's a problem, since Sima Changkong's younger brother and this Uncle Zhou want to rob people, then he only has two choices: one is to admit his fate and be killed immediately, anyway, all the useful information has been recruited and destroyed; The second is to help them save people, at most it is a thought, as long as they don't have a head-on conflict with the Japanese, maybe there is a way to live. Wait, there should be another way to go, which is to pretend to help them save people, take Sima Changyun and Zhou Zhentian to the gendarmerie, and then... You can make a great contribution, why don't you worry about flying Huang Tengda!

"We are all Chinese, we can't kill each other! I will do whatever you command. This yellow skin has long been tired of wearing! I also have to be a Chinese who stands up to the sky! I can take you to the gendarmerie to save people! Hu Santong blushed and did it in one go, especially when he said the three words "Chinese", he was impassioned, as if he had suddenly evolved from a dog bear to a hero, but whether the hero was still the last dog bear, life and death were always at stake.

"Brother Zhou, that's fine, since Hu Santong is willing to take us to the gendarmerie, it also saves a lot of trouble!" Sima Changyun's tone seemed to have regained his calm, and the anger dissipated? - How could it be!

Sima Changyun is a person who can self-deny, calmness can always occupy his mind, he is not relieved of Hu Santong's rhetoric, but he understands such a truth - even if he is a slave of a devil, he can also use it, the so-called "villain can not be trusted".

"Changyun, you can also speak! Do you also believe Hu Santong's words of begging for mercy? He took us to the gendarmerie and let the devils take us to the nest? If I want me to kill them, so as not to reveal their whereabouts. ”

"What I say is true! I can swear that if what I just said is half false, I will let the Japanese shoot me indiscriminately! ”

Niu Xiaoer, who was pressed on the table by Zhou Zhentian, also trembled and squeezed out a sentence: "Brother, we are always useful, as the saying goes, adding a monkey can add three points of strength, not to mention two big living people!" Just do what you tell me! Don't be a killer! ”

"No, Changyun and Zhou Ye, these two villains can't stay, when you save Changkong, it's hard to guarantee that they won't trouble me!" At first, Boss Chen also planned to persuade Zhou Zhentian to leave the lives of these two people for later use, but tonight's incident... If these two people complain to the devil, not to mention that the restaurant can't continue, even their lives will be lost, so it's safer to kill them.

Sima Changyun already has a plan in his heart, these two are very good chess pieces, and Hu Santong will go to the gendarmerie tomorrow.. If you kill him now, it will be tantamount to making a mistake, and tomorrow's things will definitely be difficult. Why do you have to kill these two scum yourself!

"Brother Zhou, Uncle Chen, give them a chance to redo Chinese!" Changyun put away his twin guns.

Zhou Zhentian and the others also put away their guys.

"Thank you, thank you! I will do whatever I am told! Do it! Hu Santong wiped the sweat from his head.

Niu Xiaoer also nodded with a smile. This unproductive thing, like a lackey.

The puppet army who followed him also breathed a sigh of relief, this time it was also considered to be in danger, and he just wanted to thank him, but he was so shocked by Sima Changyun's words that he was so shocked that he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.