At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Zhange found Zheng Baoliang's "Zheng Ji Tailor Shop". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zheng Ji Tailor Shop" has two facades, when the clay figure like Xiao Zhange appeared at the door, Zheng Baoliang was measuring the size of a middle-aged woman, and one of his apprentices saw Xiao Zhange and immediately came up to pick up people: "Go and go, this is Zheng Ji Tailor Shop, if you want to beg for food, go to the restaurant next door." ”

Yes, this guy treats Xiao Zhange as a begging for food.

"I'm looking for Master Zheng Baoliang," Xiao Zhange said.

"What are you looking for my master for? Master, this is going to be -- this person is looking for you. ”

A few minutes later, Xiao Zhange was invited into the back room by Zheng Baoliang. As soon as Xiao Zhange entered the door, he saw that the letter he handed to Zheng Baoliang was spitting flames in the brazier, and he was even more convinced that Zheng Baoliang was an underground party, his eyes brightened a little, his heart was faintly a little excited, and his throat was surging with the impulse of "Heavenly King and Earth Tiger".

Have you ever seen the scene of the two underground parties connecting in the movie? Unconsciously, Xiao Zhange felt that he had incarnated Yu Zecheng.

"Brother Xiao, please take a seat, General Li told me in his letter. I have burned the letter. Don't worry, this matter is out of your mouth, and I guarantee that no one else will know," Zheng Baoliang said, pouring Xiao Zhange a cup of tea.

Zheng Baoliang obviously had something to say, and his tone and demeanor were wrong, as if he had been poured down by a basin of cold water, and the small flame of excitement in Xiao Zhange's heart was extinguished as soon as he heard a "z". He thanked him and took the teacup in his hand.

"Brother Xiao, it's not that I won't help you, but I don't think there is any chance of success in this matter. You are not in Tianjin, you don't know the tyranny of the Japanese......"

What is the saying? By the way, the words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. When Xiao Zhange heard this, the embers of excitement that had just been extinguished in his heart drifted away with the wind, he stood up and arched his hand towards Zheng Baoliang, and then turned around and left.

"Brother Xiao, you wash up with me, change your clothes and then go-"

"Nima!" Xiao Zhange scolded secretly in his heart, walking so fast under his feet that he didn't bring his head back.

What does it mean that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment? Here it is. Since Zheng Baoliang's road doesn't work, he can only go to Huang Tang to make offerings. Dozens of minutes later, the clayman-like Xiao Zhange was led into the small courtyard where he lived by Huang Tang. He first asked his wife to fetch water for Xiao Zhange to wash his face, and then picked up Li Yunxia's letter and looked at it carefully.

Huang is thirty-three or four-year-old, not tall but stocky, with a round face, small eyes but hidden charm, thick eyebrows, and a not so obvious scar on the left cheek. It is precisely because of the existence of this scar that his ordinary face has a little more grandeur. Coupled with a board inch head and an old military uniform, the image of a traditional soldier is established.

A few minutes later, Huang Tangxian took out a match from his body, lit the letter first, and then invited Xiao Zhange to sit down and drink tea again.

Xiao Zhange was a little anxious. The current situation is equivalent to everything being prepared, only the east wind is owed. If Huang Tang's road doesn't work, then he will only have the only choice left, that is, to send out a small amount of arms as much as he can, and then put a handful of fire and leave. The nights are long and dreamy, and who knows when the Japanese will find out that the warehouse is passive. If he goes back to Beiping and brings people over, in case he discovers the tunnel, he will come to a plan and ambush heavy soldiers, and he will die if he dies, and if he affects Li Yunxia's people or even Li Yunxia himself, it will be a big sin.

As soon as Xiao Zhange thought of this, he didn't sit down, arched his hand to Huang Tang, and said straight to the point: "Brother Huang, I won't drink tea." You have read the letter, what do you think? ”

Huang Tang is a martial artist, much more straightforward than Zheng Baoliang, he asked rhetorically: "Brother Xiao, how sure do you think you are successful?" ”

"Ninety percent."

"Ninety percent?" Huang Yuxian looked at him in surprise, then shook his head again and again, and asked, "Brother Xiao, have you been to Haiguang Temple to check?" ”

Xiao Zhange frowned and asked rhetorically: "Brother Huang, forgive me for offending." I only ask you, do you dare to fight with Little Japan? ”

Huang Tang's eyes became round, and he said very simply: "Why don't you dare to do this?" If it weren't for the kindness of the marshal, I would have joined the Jicha Anti-Japanese Army a long time ago. ”

Regarding the Jicha Anti-Japanese Army, Xiao Zhange had just heard about it in the recruit training camp. This anti-Japanese armed force spontaneously organized by people with lofty ideals in Jicha and Jicha was finally extinguished by the Central Army and the Japanese army sent by the ****** because of the trickery of Kenji Dohihara.

The handsome man in Huang Tang's confession is, of course, Wu Peifu. When Xiao Zhange heard this, he suddenly remembered something. He confessed to Huang Tang: "Wu Dashuai I know that although he has left the military circle now, he has always pretended to be the country in his heart. Brother Huang, don't you think it's very safe for you to stay in Tianjin now? ”

Xiao Zhange suddenly mentioned Wu Peifu, Huang Tang's brows furrowed, and said, "Let's talk about you, are you really sure to get arms from Haiguang Temple?" It's the home base of Little Japan. ”

Xiao Zhange looked at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Huang, I believe in General Li's character, so I also believe that his friend will definitely be—"

Huang Shufeng waved his hand to interrupt him: "Let's not talk about these useless things, if you can trust me, I will say it directly." ”

"Okay - the arms, I can get them out at any time," Xiao Zhange finished speaking, staring at Huang Tang's confession without blinking.

Xiao Zhange had learned a little bit of psychology in the old A special forces, and knew how to judge whether he was lying by observing people's facial expressions.

Huang was obviously taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "At any time?" You say anytime? ”

Xiao Zhange nodded heavily.

Huang Tang's eyes narrowed, and after a few seconds, he said, "Whatever you need, I will try to satisfy." But Brother Xiao, my ugly words are ahead, whatever I do now, the first thing that others think of is the identity of Adjutant Wu Dashuai. It doesn't matter if someone dies, but if it affects the handsome—"

Hearing him say this, a stone in Xiao Zhange's heart finally fell to the ground, and he continued his previous words and said, "Brother Huang, as I said just now, it is not safe for you to live in Tianjin. You didn't think about persuading Wu Dashuai to change places to be a pensioner? ”

Huang Tang stared at him, his expression became cold, and his tone became stern: "I warn you, don't try to beat Wu Dashuai and his family's idea, otherwise Lao Tzu's six relatives will not recognize it." ”

"Where do you want to go. Wu Dashuai is a senior I admire very much, how could I fight his idea. Brother Huang, I want to ask to see Wu Dashuai, can you introduce me to him? ”

"This, I don't know if the big handsome is willing to see you."

"Brother Huang, I'm really anxious about this matter."

"Anyway, let me ask for you."