Chapter Seventy-Six: The Fat Translator

Mengzi had never encountered such a difficult problem, he stood there and looked at Huang Xiaoxiao blankly.

Huang Xiaoxiao thought that he hadn't seen himself for so long, and it was difficult to suppress his longing, so he stared at himself regardless of it.

"I haven't seen enough, you're such a big badass." Xiaoxiao made his face blush, and he slapped him lightly in embarrassment, and then ran out to find Jiaojiao.

"Well, what's this called?" After Xiaoxiao went out, Mengzi pinched himself fiercely and said. He has no better way now than to take one step at a time.

In order to let Huzi get acquainted with Yiqiē in the city as soon as possible, after eating, Mengzi decided to lead Huzi to take a stroll outside, and by the way, find the home of the big traitor Ma Dasheng.

Mengzi packed the two people, with a robe and a horse, a top hat, and a full traitor.

"Mengzi, I'm not used to wearing this clothes." Huzi looked uncomfortable.

"You have to wear it if you can't get used to it, this is a life-saving guy, I can't get used to it at the beginning, and it's better slowly. By the way, you look at me when you walk, don't be stunned. Mengzi said.

"Mengzi, don't you ...... You go out alone, I'm afraid I'll show my stuffing. Huzi said timidly.

"Huzi, if you can't do this, don't participate in the volunteers."

"Okay, I'll go, can't I go with you?" Hearing what Mengzi said, Huzi had no choice but to give in.

With Huzi, while walking on the main street, he pointed out Huzi and told him how to get out of the city in a critical moment.

When he came to the tavern from the last time, he saw that there were a lot of people inside, so he pushed the door and entered.

The two of them found a place to serve a few side dishes and two pots of sake, chatting while drinking and listening to the surrounding conversations. Suddenly, behind Mengzi, a more familiar voice came.

"I think I've heard this sound before." Mengzi thought in his heart. This also made him pay extra attention.

"Your old man is a celebrity in front of Taijun, and with your old man covering, my brother and I will never forget it in my life." The voice was relatively unfamiliar.

"Who made us brothers, don't worry, your brother, you don't know that I am a person, the most righteous and angry, when there are good things, I will not forget your brother." The first time Mengzi didn't listen carefully, this time he suddenly remembered who was speaking.

"Haha, it seems that my luck is really good, I think this voice is a little familiar, it turns out to be the translator again, it seems that this guy is really a character, so many traitors are fighting to have a relationship with him, it turns out to be a celebrity in front of the little devil."

The two interpreters sometimes toasted loudly, sometimes whispered in secret, and the fierce son couldn't turn back, and couldn't let the other party find out that he was eavesdropping, so he could only listen to them intermittently, but after listening for a long time, he didn't have anything he wanted.

Almost an hour later, when he heard that the two people behind him were about to get up, he hurriedly stepped on the tiger under the table.

"Brother Mengzi, I haven't finished eating these things, you wait for me for a while, and I'll be fine right away." Huzi was not stupid, and he knew that Mengzi signaled to leave, but he was a little reluctant to eat these unfinished dishes on the table, so he said.

The fierce son glared at him fiercely, then got up and settled the account, and pulled him out.

"There are so many good things, it's a pity not to finish it, you're really a loser......" Huzi muttered unwillingly as he walked.

"Shut up for me. Do you think we're here for good food? We're here to listen to information. See the two people in front of you? The fat one, the translator of the little devil, keep up with him...... If you come back to me, how can anyone follow me like you? Wouldn't that be discovered all at once? Come here, yes, help me, look at your stupidity, just when I drank too much, you helped me to send it home, do you understand this time? Mengzi taught him as he walked.

"Then why didn't you say it earlier, I said it earlier, I would have eaten those good things quickly, what a pity to throw them there."

"Are you a pig brain? Look at the man in the tavern, the one who looks like a starving ghost? Those are all people with status, if you don't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, one-pass Henghula, then wouldn't it be discovered all of a sudden? Don't be heartbroken about that bit of deliciousness, if you can really find out the information, what is this bit of deliciousness? I brought you here to let you study hard, don't always think of yourself as a wild boy in the village, you are now a scout of the Volunteers, you have to learn to disguise yourself, understand? ”

"I understand, you don't really drink too much, don't put your whole body on me." Huzi almost carried all the fierce sons on his body, such a big lump, one hundred and fifty or sixty pounds, it was really enough to choke on himself.

"It has to be like it, otherwise people can see that it is not revealing? Just hold on. Mengzi said proudly.

"Then I'm pretending to drink too much, you carry me to try." Huzi said unconvinced.

"Okay, okay, don't grind, the two people in front have broken up, follow the fat man." Mengzi reminded.

The interpreter walked for about ten minutes, and in front of him was the Japanese residential area, most of which were small two-story western-style buildings.

"How big is the translator? Living in a small western-style building is amazing. Huzi asked in a low voice.

"When you go to school, you don't listen to you if you want to study hard. The translator is not a big official, he is specially designed to be a translator for little devils. ”

"What does it take to be a translator?" Huzi didn't understand the meaning of the translation. Although he went to school with Mengzi for several years, he never spent a whole class in class. He felt that he was very reasonable: Isn't it cheap for Chinese to learn the bird language of little devils. For this reason, his hands were not less on the board.

"The translation is to tell the Japanese what we say in Chinese in the words of little devils. That's what this guy does. ”

"So that's the case, Mengzi, you learned the best little devil, so didn't you also become a translator?" Huzi reacted quickly at this time.

"Why don't you want me to be good, even if my fierce son starves to death, he won't be a traitor. Okay, stop talking, look at the two-story small western-style building in front, I guess this is the translator's home. TMD, it seems that this traitor is really not less tidy, and he lives in such a good small western-style building. Mengzi scolded.

"What now? Everyone is in, so we can't follow in. Huzi leaned Mengzi against the wall and said.

"Of course we have to go in, we have to work so hard, we followed the little midnight and didn't go in, isn't that a fool? Go around the alley, look around the small western-style building, and find a suitable place to enter. Mengzi raised his head vigilantly and looked around and said.

"I listen to you, do what you say." As soon as he heard Mengzi say this, Huzi instantly felt like he had been beaten with chicken blood.

The two of them looked around the small western-style building. This place is the living area of the little devils, and there is still a row of two-story buildings in the back, if you don't want to go through the gate, only the left and right sides are more secluded.

"Okay, let's choose this place, let's wait for a while, and then go over the wall to go in when we sleep inside." Huzi, in fact, is almost the same as hunting in the mountains, as long as you are bold and careful, there is no danger if you are quick with your hands and feet. The most important point is that you must not be soft, and you must shoot steadily, accurately, and ruthlessly, a bit like beating a black blind man, understand? After a while, when you get inside, you look at me more. Mengzi used this kung fu to preach to Huzi.

"Understood, don't worry, when the time comes, if I don't treat them as human beings, won't I just treat them as black and blind?" Huzi didn't know why, but at this time, his heart was beating non-stop.

"That's right, I killed Wu Dalai, but I didn't treat him as a person."

The two of them stayed outside the wall on the right side for more than an hour, looking at the moon to midheaven, and then got up.

"I'll go in first, listen to my whistle and you can jump again. If you can't use a gun, you don't need a gun. If there is any accident, don't wait for me, don't go back to the tailor's shop, go straight out of the city from the place where I told you, and meet again outside the city. After the fierce son explained, he jumped and climbed into the courtyard from the wall.

The courtyard is not big, the east and west walls of the small western-style building are directly connected with the building wall, except for the two-story small western-style building, there is no wing room or the like. The span of the small western-style building is only the size of three rooms, and there is a gate in the middle. Mengzi quietly walked under the windows on both sides of the gate and listened, but there was no movement inside.

"Isn't there anyone living on this floor below?" Thinking of this, Mengzi poked his head through the windowsill and looked into the room by the moonlight, there were no curtains on the window, and there was a table of eight immortals and a circle of chairs in the middle of the house on the left, and there was a kang on the right, but there was nothing on the kang.

Mengzi looked up to the second floor, and this time he saw the window curtains, and there were two rooms.

"TMD, isn't this a problem for the master, there are people living in the houses on both sides, it's really difficult to do." Mamoko muttered to himself, and then screamed a cuckoo outside the wall.

As soon as Huzi heard the signal inside, he didn't hesitate, and jumped in with a "whoosh".

"It's a bit troublesome today, see if you see it, everyone lives upstairs, and there are people in both rooms, I don't know where the fat traitor lives. So, when you go to the second floor, you hold the door of the Westinghouse, and someone comes out, and you kill him. No one comes out, don't do it first, I'll go into the East House, if the fat traitor is in the East House, it should be a child in the West House, so let's not move it. ”

Huzi nodded nervously, and then swallowed hard.

"Don't be nervous, remember what I told you, they are not people, they are traitors, our houses were burned by these bastards and little devils, and my father and mother were also killed by them." Takeko patted his hand and said.

"Don't worry, I can do it." Huzi didn't say much.

Mengzi nodded, turned around and came to the door, gently pushed the door with his hand, and saw that it was locked inside. He gently slipped his dagger through the crack in the door, and with just a few clicks, the door opened.

As soon as the fierce son beckoned, the two of them climbed up the stairs like raccoon cats lightly and silently.

There were still four or five stairs to the second floor, and Huzi's heart seemed to jump out of his throat, and he followed closely, and his head almost hit Mengzi's ass.

At this moment, the sound of a "squeak" opening suddenly came from the jogging platform on the second floor.

This book is derived from reading books