Chapter 837 Student Mao Sen, Meet the Teacher!

Two o'clock in the evening, No. 25 Nanshan Road, Shanghai. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Crunch――

With the sound of sudden braking, a dozen black-clad men armed with submachine guns jumped out of a military truck and ran towards Building 25.

Yes, this is where Mao Sen was placed under house arrest.

Although Mao Sen had 'chosen' to cooperate with the Japanese and temporarily gained the trust of the Japanese, he naturally did not withdraw his methods.

What if Mao Sen runs away?

The Japanese claim that they are protecting Mao Sen, but in fact they are still in custody.

"Who?!" A guard on duty at the gate of Villa 25 saw a black shadow flashing and shouted.

Puff -

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright dagger wiped his neck.

"Fast, fast advance, don't fall in love, rescue people and retreat immediately." Wang Liang reminded again.

These military commanders were not brought out by themselves, and it was better to use them with the people they had trained, Wang Liang was really a little worried.

"Yes." The military commanders whispered yes.

Their own commander Liu Quande called Wang Liang the boss, so they naturally had to be obedient.

You must know that Liu Quande has a violent temper, and he beats his subordinates to death when he starts a fire.

Bang!

Bang!

Da-da-da-da. Da-da-da-da. Da-da-da-da.

Breaking into the villa, the agents methodically cleaned up the enemies in the villa, the perimeter guarded, the front rushed, and the side charged, Wang Liang secretly staggered, the military commander was really powerful, these agents were very skilled and experienced in their technical movements, and they were really elites.

Mao Sen was sleeping beautifully, and such a good life had already made him a little happy.

It's so beautiful, it's too laid-back, the Japanese still respect themselves, Boss Dai let himself pretend to surrender, Mao Sen is fucking like this kind of day.

The sudden sound of gunfire woke him up, and his first thought was that someone had come to his rescue.

Mao Sen hurriedly took out the pistol that was pillowing under his pillow, ready to fight at any time.

He applied for the pistol for the purpose of self-defense, and the Japanese agreed, but only seven rounds of ammunition were equipped.

Squeak-

The door was opened, and a staggering black shadow ran to Mao Sen's bed, and Mao Sen fixed his eyes on the team leader of No. 76, who was responsible for 'protecting' him.

"Mr. Mao, there has been an attack here, it may be an assassination against you, please come with me quickly." The group leader said to Mao Sen.

Apparently he didn't realize that these people were here to save Mao Sen, not to kill him.

But Maussen was already convinced of this, and the sound of Thomson's submachine gun came from the noisy gunfire, which was definitely his own.

"Really?" Mao Sen smiled coldly and asked.

"Yes, Mr. Mao, let's go quickly." The group leader didn't notice the subtle changes in Mao Sen's facial expression, and if he did, he would probably be scared to death.

"Oh, you go, I don't have to." Mao Sen said lightly.

"Huh?" The group leader was stunned.

Bang!

Immediately, Mao Sen shot the team leader in the chest, and the team leader fell to the ground in response, and pointed at Mao Sen incredulously before he died: "You..... You! ”

"Lao Tzu is Chinese!"

Bang bang bang!

Mao Sen fired several more shots at the group leader.

The battle soon ended, and Mao Sen was put under house arrest with a total of eighteen people, all of whom were hung up.

"Stationmaster."

"Quande!"

"How did you know I was being held here?" Seeing Liu Quande, Mao Sen was a little surprised.

In order to hide people's eyes, Li Shiqun chose such a remote and secluded place, there is not even a passer-by on weekdays, Liu Quande can accurately touch here, Mao Sen is very surprised.

"Stationmaster, it was Boss Wang Liang who found your place." Liu Quande pointed to Wang Liang on the side and introduced.

"Wang Liang?" Mao Sen looked in the direction Liu Quande pointed.

In this way, Wang Liang and this murderous demon Mao Sen met unexpectedly.

Mao Sen, medium height, good facial features, good conversation, modest, quite like an elegant literati.

It would be a mistake to think so!

The other side of Mao Sen is a fierce personality, which is in great contrast to his appearance.

This man is a true murderer.

Japanese, traitors, and underground parties, he killed them all, and there was a lot of blood on his hands.

In fact, Wang Liang's scalp was a little numb when he saw this goods, and on the eve of liberation in the future, this calf ordered a frenzied arrest and killing of communists, which can be described as frenzied.

Wang Liang, who studies history, once thought that Mao Sen might have had some mental or psychological illness.

Seeing Mao Sen walking towards him with a pistol, Wang Liang swallowed his saliva and inadvertently held the submachine gun in his hand tightly.

If Mao Sen dares to shoot, Wang Liang is confident that he will be killed first.

Mao Sen got closer and closer, and finally came to Wang Liang.

The room was so quiet that no one dared to make a sound.

The agents' fear of Mao Sen far exceeds that of Liu Quande, Mao Sen, nickname: Mao Gu Sensen.

If Liu Quande is afraid, for Mao Sen, it is fear.

None of the people in the room knew what Mao Sen was going to do?

I can't figure it out, because Mao Sen's heart can't guess.

Liu Quande was afraid of being in a hurry, he was afraid that the stationmaster would kill his boss, and that would be the case.

Suddenly, Mao Sen threw away the pistol, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Wang Liang.

Wang Liang was confused, Liu Quande was confused, and the agents were all confused......

What's going on?!

What kind of plane?!

"What are you?" Wang Liang couldn't help but ask.

"Student Mao Sen, meet the teacher!" I only listened to Mao Sen kowtowing and muttering in his mouth.

"Students?" Wang Liang was puzzled, he didn't run a cram school illegally, where did the students come from.

Could it be a Nanjing training class?

It's not right, according to Mao Sen's level in the Nanjing training class, he is not qualified to be a student, and he has no impression of this product.

"The student is not your personal disciple of the teacher, I happened to be in charge of the defense of Lushan when you were lecturing in the Nanjing lecture class, and I was fortunate to listen to a few of your lectures and had a deep understanding. This, this should also be regarded as a friendship between teachers and students, right? Mao Sen was still kneeling, he looked at Wang Liang longingly, hoping to be recognized by Wang Liang.

That's right, it's this dog's blood.

In fact, it is normal to think about it, when he was in the Nanjing training class, Wang Liang was young, and he talked about all the prospects for the future, and he didn't even tamper with it slightly.

Five years have passed, and all of Wang Liang's predictions have come true.

Even though the students at that time were unimpressed, but now?

What I admire is the five-body throw!

Otherwise, there will be so many little fans who send weapons and equipment to Wang Liang, and strive to make friends?

"Oh, it turned out to be the student Mao Sen, don't kneel, get up." Seeing this, Wang Liang decided to pretend to be forced, and it would be easy to do things in the future.