"Sima Changkong, you're alone in this house, it's boring! I brought some peanuts and our Japanese sake and had a drink together. ”

Nagaku didn't want to open his eyes, because his ears told him that it was Matsubara Nobuhide's voice.

"Don't want to talk? Or was he beaten by Liu Bo and had no strength to speak again? Matsubara poured a glass of wine and put it to his lips.

"I don't have much to say to you."

"But I'd love to talk to you for a while, I've advanced the execution, thinking that tomorrow I'll see your brains splattering everywhere, a living person instantly turning into a dead body, and everything will wither like a flower." Matsubara took a sip of wine, ate two more bites of peanuts, and put on a very enjoyable expression, as if what he was eating now was the brains of the sky.

"Do you want to see your brains? There will always be this day. Changkong laughed.

"I'm not interested in arguing with a man who is about to die, you know, I don't want to kill your father, but we have to establish our prestige when we come to this place, and if we don't kill one or two of your so-called people of high moral character, how can we show the military might of the empire. I know that Liu Quan is falsely accusing you of hiding anti-Japanese elements, but this just gives me a chance. What I want to tell you is that whoever goes against us is dead. ”

"Hmph, hahahaha!" Changkong laughed, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Matsubara, do you Japanese have a home?" Do you have parents? Have siblings? ”

"Of course we have families, and my father and mother are the most important people in life."

"And if they were killed for no reason, what would you do?"

"Needless to say, I will break the murderer into ten thousand pieces."

That's exactly what I want to say to you. You have killed people to establish military prestige, have you ever thought about how much resentment their children, relatives, and friends will have against you? Do you know how great resentment you Japanese have for invading our country, seizing our homeland, enslaving our compatriots, and brutalizing our relatives for no reason and shamelessly? ”

"So I'm building my prestige, and I'm going to make it so that you will never dare to resist, even in the face of the death of your loved ones! It is human nature to be afraid of death, and the life and death of everyone here are in my hands, and I resent this kind of thing in front of me, who has the power of life and death. Not at all! Matsubara took a sip of sake, perhaps admiring a man who had been beaten and bruised was more interesting than tasting fine wine.

"Resentment. . . Is it insignificant? Those who despise resentment will eventually be swallowed up by resentment! Sima Changkong closed his eyes, and the wounds all over his body were like countless ants biting on his body, numb, painful, and with some itching.

Matsubara stopped talking, just drank and ate peanuts proudly, his mouth full of rattling sounds, and it was hard to imagine how a person could eat peanuts as if they were gnawing bones.

What was Sima Changkong thinking at this time? Is it a family feud? National hatred? Or are there more than a hundred brothers in the military attache village? Or Yang Yuxiu? It is also possible that. Now all that remains is fear. Regretting being the enemy of the Japanese? No, I never regret it, in the current situation where the family revenge has not been avenged, the national hatred has not snowed, the sea of blood is overturning, and the bone mountain is the sky, only fighting to the death is the true color of a man. People are inherently dead, or shattered on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, or disappeared on the execution ground of the enemy, life will not be silent because it sinks, and blood can always be turned into a clarion call to inspire compatriots - to defend the homeland and the country. If you just go back to the west in the hotbed, it's really a good way to die, but what's the use? What kind of strength can such a death give to the world or to oneself?

Sima Changkong hoped that the brothers of the military attache village would not come to save him, so he would let his death awaken the anti-Japanese forces in Zaoyuan County, and also in order to prevent the brothers from dying because of the robbery of the law field.

Matsubara still doesn't know that today's military attache village is no longer a rabble of defeated soldiers, bandits, and bandits. After the last fight with Zhao Yong, Songyuan thought that the strength of this group of strongmen was not good at all, and they were nothing more than relying on a strong city, but they could only defend the opponent and not worry at all.

On the night of December, only the wind was willing to stay up late, and the police and puppet soldiers on duty in Doukou Town leaned together, rubbing their hands tremblingly, although there was a fire, but the spark had not burned the prairie and how much heat could it have.

"Dry.. Or something? Stand.... Live! "A policeman pointed a gun at four black shadows, it was so cold that his mouth was numb, but routine was still needed.

"It's me, the shopkeeper of Deyue Restaurant!" Boss Chen approached so that the firelight could illuminate his face.

"This... In the middle of the night.., how are you.. Come back! The police recognized it as an acquaintance, so they took the gun and continued to rub their hands.

"I went to a friend in Budai Town to deliver some wine and meat, drank two more glasses of wine, and delayed the time.." Boss Chen smiled and lit cigarettes for several policemen and puppet soldiers who came around.

"It's so cold at night, Boss Chen will live in Budai Town." The policeman took two puffs of his cigarette and felt much warmer.

"Hey, hey.. The family (Boss Chen's wife) set up a rule that you can't spend the night outside. Boss Chen smiled shyly, a "strict wife".

"It turned out that I was going back to give the boss an order! Don't delay you! The policeman said to the other people on duty, "You can let it go!" ”

"Wait, this one in the back with a hat.." A puppet soldier flicked a cigarette butt into the fire and stopped Sima Changyun behind Boss Chen.

"This is my guy at the restaurant!"

The puppet army snorted and said: "Take off your hat, everyone who passes this level must have their faces checked first, this is the rule set above!" ”

Among the group, only Sima Changyun was wearing a hat, and the brim of the hat was pressed very low, obviously deliberately covering it. In fact, this puppet army just wants to find a stubble to make some money, not to wonder if there is a problem with the face hidden under the hat.

"This boss, this guy of mine is afraid of the cool breeze blowing his head.."

The puppet army didn't care what kind of excuse Boss Chen made, he reached out and pulled Sima Changyun's hat. The puppet army is not a local, but the police are all from this town, and who doesn't know the people of the Sima family.

"Niu Xiaoer, you don't even know me anymore?" Zhou Zhentian slapped the shoulder of the puppet soldier who spoke with his right hand in the face of the policeman, and the puppet soldier fell back three or five steps, sitting on the ground with one butt, and was lucky not to sit on the fire next to him.

"How dare you hit someone!" The puppet army bullets were loaded.

The policeman who let him go was Niu Xiaoer, and when he saw that it was Zhou Zhentian who was speaking, he immediately stopped the beaten puppet army, pressed down the puppet army's gun, and said politely: "Brother, this is my own person, my own person!" He is what I often call Zhou Zhentian, and it turns out that he is also a policeman in the town. ”

Zhou Zhentian's bull's eyes were as bright as the full moon, and he was hysterical and murderous.

Niu Xiaoer and this puppet army have a good relationship, the two are often on duty together, the so-called one is born and two are ripe, most of the puppet soldiers are not locals, and they cherish the relationship with the local police more, the two are called brothers and sisters after they are familiar, Niu Xiaoer often tells this puppet army about the people and things in Doukou Town, especially Zhou Zhentian's personality - although this Niu Xiaoer looks like a slave, but he is also a person with a little conscience, I haven't forgotten that Zhou Zhentian gave Niu Xiaoer's mother all the money for medical treatment.

The beaten puppet army was originally a **** soldier, and he once thought about resisting, but after all, the blood never had the desire to survive. After mixing in the ranks of scum for a long time, it is inevitable to become scum. Of course, scum is also a person, and if it is a person, he will have a favorite person and things, this puppet army has been full of curiosity about this character since he heard Niu Xiaoer talk about Zhou Zhentian's high skills, generosity and bandit leader, after all, making friends with a famous person like Zhou Zhentian at least has some effect in this Doukou Town.

"It turns out that you are Brother Zhou! This palm is really powerful! The puppet army slapped up from the ground, put the gun behind his back, respectfully, and stretched out his thumb.

Zhou Zhentian doesn't understand, my reputation is so powerful?

"Brother Zhou, his name is Hu Santong, and he is now the platoon commander of the first platoon of the third company of the Imperial Association Army in Doukou Town.

Zhou Zhentian seemed to understand and said: "Oh, if I use enough strength, your arm should be dislocated." ”

"Yes, yes, Brother Zhou's divine power!" Hu Santong laughed with big yellow teeth, like the grenadier who blew up the Autumn Road Command.

Boss Chen held his hands, hurriedly came up, and said, "It's all my own brothers!" Otherwise, you see that it's so cold this day, how about you come to the restaurant for a few drinks! In fact, this sentence is polite,

"Uhhh This.. I've got an escort mission tomorrow morning."

When Sima Changyun heard the "escort mission", a premonition of not wanting to come to his heart: This escort must be his eldest brother, could it be said. The devil does it so fast! You have to pry the information out of this mouth, and the yellow skin in front of you has to be peeled off and used. So at the warm invitation of Boss Chen, he stabbed Zhou Zhentian twice in the back with his elbow.

Zhou Zhentian understood what Sima Changyun meant, this is to take down this puppet army no matter what, so he changed to a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant, patted Hu Santong on the shoulder and said: "Then I will borrow Boss Chen's good will to accompany this Hu brother!" ”

Hu Santong saw the legendary Zhou Zhentian for the first time, and he didn't dare to refute his face, this wine was invited to drink by himself, and others couldn't stay, and no one would enter the town in the middle of the night.

"Okay, since Brother Zhou has spoken, I will obey my fate!"

"Niu Xiaoer, you can also have a drink, since I resigned from the police, we haven't seen each other for a few days." Zhou Zhentian greeted the others again: "Several brothers have worked hard, let's go to the restaurant for a drink together, and I, Zhou, have a treat." ”

As soon as the puppet army and the police heard that there was alcohol to drink and someone to treat, why didn't they go and get cheap.

Hu Santong didn't dare to let his subordinates drink, and the checkpoint was empty! If there is something wrong because of this, the head will not be saved, so I called two people to follow, these two people are not for drinking, but just to hold the two altars and drink separately, so it is also benevolent and righteous, of course, these two altars should not be counted in Zhou Zhentian's account, and the scum must also do things clearly.

Sima Changyun and another restaurant guy were also exempted from investigation, and they must be "their own people".

Sima Changyun has been staring at Hu Santong, tomorrow this guy will be a member of the escort team, but in Changyun's tears Hu Santong is the executioner, full of hatred makes him want to solve these devils' lackeys here, but if he can't bear it, he will make a big plan, and it is not difficult to pry the time and place of execution from Hu Santong's mouth, but if the devil really does it tomorrow, even if Yang Rong, Gao Hu, and Zhao Yong come in time, how can such a few people rescue Changkong.