"Impossible, impossible, I obviously have bullets in my gun!!" Seeing Wang Liang's confident appearance, Yuan Liuliu began to wonder if his pistol was loaded with bullets.

At the moment when Yuan Liuliu was stunned, Wang Liang's body was on one side first, avoiding the muzzle.

Jianbu rushed forward and held the wrist of Yuan Liuliu's hand holding the gun with one hand, strangled Yuan Liuliu's neck with the other hand, and pressed the ground, Yuan Liuliu was easily put to the ground.

At this time, Wang Liang's two hands immediately twisted Yuan Liuliu's wrists holding the gun, and the pistol landed instantly, and the whole action flowed, but in a few seconds, Wang Liang was the main anti-guest.

This trick is called grabbing a gun empty-handed, and it is a compulsory training subject for every scout in the army.

As a quasi-officer of the republic, Wang Liang must of course master this skill, otherwise how will he lead troops in the army in the future.

Wang Liang picked up the gun on the ground and threw it to Liu Rui, feeling the weight of the gun. I secretly scolded this Yuan Liuliu in my heart for being a pure fool, can this pistol be so heavy without bullets? What a brainless animal.

"There's a bullet in the gun, but you're cowardly." Wang Liang smiled at Yuan Liuliu on the ground, this is a psychological tactic.

"Brother, brother, no, I didn't see it clearly just now, I didn't mean to point a gun at you, really, I didn't lie to you." Seeing this situation, Yuan Liuliu secretly complained bitterly, so he had to beg for mercy desperately, hoping that Wang Liang would let him go.

Wang Liang waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't pretend to be with me, hurry up and roll the calf before I change my mind, don't let me see you again." ”

He doesn't want to kill people on the train, although the Republic of China is very chaotic, it doesn't mean that there is no law and discipline, and he can't do anything wrong until he finds a big backer.

Besides, Yuan Liuliu is now a lost dog, and killing him will not do him any substantial good, and he will dirty his hands.

"Hey, yes, yes, I'll get out of here." Yuan Liuliu stood up with a roll, nodded again and again, glanced at Li Datou, who was still rolling on the ground, and said angrily: "Damn, get up, go!" ”

The two men helped each other out of the carriage.

The old man was stunned when he saw Wang Liang, it was an acquaintance, and he greeted with a smile: "Little brother, let's meet again." ”

Yes, this old man is the owner of the shop where Wang Liang bought the tunics.

"It's you!" Only then did Wang Liang notice the person behind him, wasn't this the veteran of Lao Jiu's tailor's shop?

Wang Liang simply sat opposite the old man, intending to talk to the old man, Wang Liang felt that the old man was a little weird.

I saw the young man next to the old man looking at him vigilantly, and Wang Liang was stared at all over.

Seeing the young man's appearance, the old man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dayong, don't be like this, this little brother is not a bad person." ”

Hearing the old man say this, Wei Dayong took back his sharp eyes.

"Oh, let me introduce you, this is my apprentice, Wei Dayong. I don't know what your name is, little brother? The old man looked at Wang Liang with a smile, and had a good impression of him Wang Liang's righteous behavior and vigorous skills just now.

"Oh, old man, my name is Wang Liang." Respecting the old and loving the young is a fine tradition of the Chinese nation, Wang Liang politely answered the old man's question.

"You are Wang Liang!" Before the old gentleman could speak, Wei Dayong shouted out first, but at this time he was not hostile, and there was a little more admiration in his eyes.

Wang Liang has become accustomed to seeing the surprised reaction of others after announcing his name, "Yes, I am Wang Liang." ”

"Brother, just now disrespectful, disrespectful." Wei Dayong stretched out his hand and took the initiative to shake hands with Wang Liang.

"Haha, it's fine." Wang Liang also handed his hand over, and when the two hands were held together, Wang Liang felt a trace of strong strength.

Damn, this kid is so hard!

Wang Liang's face did not change, and the strength in his hand slowly increased, and the two were stalemate for a few seconds, and Wang Liang knew that he was not Wei Dayong's opponent at all.

This Wei Dayong looks thin, but his strength is too great, no wonder he can break Li Datou's wrist at once, what a terrifying strength this is!

Although his hand was pinched very painfully, Wang Liang still kept smiling and looked like nothing was wrong.

The skills are not as good as others, and the fight is psychological warfare, Wang Liang's endurance is still okay, otherwise how could he have maintained the highest record of deep diving and cross-country before.

The two shook hands for more than a minute, and the old man snorted and separated their hands.

Wang Liang breathed a sigh of relief, damn, this hand is completely unconscious!

Wei Dayong was also very surprised, in addition to his own master, Wang Liang was the first person who could shake hands with him and hold on for so long. I almost used all the strength of my body, but I didn't expect Wang Liang to still have a different face.

Terrible! is worthy of being a great hero who can kill the head of the devil in North China, and on this basis, Wei Dayong believed in Wang Liang's identity.

Wang Liang slowed down and asked the old man curiously, "Why are you in this car?" Also going to Shanghai? Is the tailor shop out of business? ”

"Oh, it's closed for the time being, isn't this about to go to war? I went to Shanghai to join relatives. ”

"In this case, it may not be safe to run to Shanghai." Hearing the old man say this, Wang Liang's tone changed a little, what about the veteran? The devil was scared away before he could hit him.

When people are old, they are really afraid of death. Is it safe to go to Shanghai? In a few days, the devils should attack Shanghai in a big way, and the danger will be no less than staying in Baoding.

Seeing Wang Liang's contemptuous appearance, Wei Dayong couldn't bear it anymore, and opened his mouth to say, "We're going."

"Dayong~" As soon as Wei Dayong spoke, he was stopped by the old man and signaled him not to talk nonsense.

Wang Liang disagreed, believing that Wei Dayong was just making an excuse for his master's timidity towards the Japanese soldiers.

"Sir, I will pay back the clothes. But please don't forget what you said -- China is the China of the Chinese, not the little Japan of his mother. Leave. After Wang Liang finished speaking, he got up and hugged his fists and returned to his original seat, he really didn't want to say a word to the old man, and the image of the brave and fearless veteran that the old man had set up in front of him also collapsed.

The old man was not angry, he looked back at the back of Wang Liang leaving, stroked his beard, his eyes almost narrowed into a line, and nodded again and again, looking very satisfied.

"Master, why did you stop me from talking just now? Look at him, do you think we're afraid of Little Japan? Wei Dayong felt that Wang Liang had put on colored glasses to look at himself, and he was a little depressed, you are afraid of the little Japanese, Lao Tzu has always torn the little Japan. (To be continued.) )