Ma Xiaojun observed the tavern owner's ugly face, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, so he Ma Xiaojun finally determined that the middle-aged man in front of him must be *** undoubtedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Don't look at me like that, you and I are not enemies, but brothers, I have retired from the battlefield, I don't know how many comrades are still alive, but I am standing here well." Ma Xiaojun said, his expression was very serious, with a sad air.

However, the ghost knows whether what he said is true, but one thing is certain, the day before Ma Xiaojun crossed, he had just turned from a probationary party member to a regular member, and he was indeed a *** member.

"Brother, you?" The tavern owner felt the air around him tighten, and looked around defensively: "Hero, the real hero of our party. ”

The tavern owner was very emotional, the greatest is not these underground workers, but the comrades who are burdened with heavy responsibilities and lurking under the noses of the enemy are the most powerful and greatest.

Ma Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, drank the liquor in the bowl, felt the spicy in his throat, exhaled deeply, stared at the tavern guy, and sighed in his heart: "This kid can participate in the Oscars, and he can definitely win the actor." ”

Ma Xiaojun was shocked, he didn't realize that since the tavern guy was such a sleek figure, doing underground work, no one would suspect him.

"This, Lao Tzu hasn't eaten enough for two days, so let's eat first." Ma Xiaojun pinched Cui'er's pink face in his arms: "Baby, sit there, eat the beef noodles, follow me Lao Tzu will not let you go hungry." ”

Cui'er is well-behaved like a sheep, for Ma Xiaojun is obedient, such a gentle woman in his arms, Ma Xiaojun always feels itchy, Ma Xiaojun is the first time to try ****, this **** is huge for Ma Xiaojun, his eyes travel in Cui'er's delicate body from time to time.

Ma Xiaojun has been suppressing his impulse, if it weren't for outsiders here, his hands would definitely run to wherever he wanted to go in his heart unconsciously.

Of course, a decent person must show the appearance of a decent man and a gentleman, Ma Xiaojun controls his ****, but what he does also makes the tavern owner and his buddies feel uncomfortable, and directly suspects Ma Xiaojun's party spirit and life style.

Ma Xiaojun burped, the liquor made his mind dizzy as if he was flying through the clouds, this feeling made Ma Xiaojun very comfortable, but he was not drunk, his eyes looked at Cui'er, who had been silent and snuggled up to him.

"Let's go!" Ma Xiaojun stood up, Cui'er immediately grabbed Ma Xiaojun's clothes, this delicate and exquisite, the feeling of being relied on by a woman made Ma Xiaojun's heart pound, looking at Cui'er Ma Xiaojun's eyes showed a trace of tenderness.

Through the tavern, Ma Xiaojun followed the tavern owner and his buddies into the backyard of the tavern, and just arrived in the backyard, there was a click, Ma Xiaojun's eyes widened, and the gun in the tavern man's hand was pointed at Ma Xiaojun's head.

"Who the hell are you?" The tavern guy said, his eyes as sharp as a wolf.

Cui'er looked very frightened, looked at the tavern guy in horror, and Ma Xiaojun took Cui'er into his arms: "You can doubt my identity, but you can't suspect that Lao Tzu is a Chinese, a Chinese ** person." ”

"You are really not our comrade, say, where did you come from?" The tavern owner said.

Ma Xiaojun was stunned for a moment, and his finger turned away from the muzzle of the gun facing him: "Put it away, be careful of misfire." Ma Xiaojun smiled bitterly, this question really stopped him, if he said that he came from a hundred years in the future, who the hell would believe it.

The tavern owner winked, the tavern man put away his gun, and Ma Xiaojun sighed deeply and began to tell his story.

"My name is Ma Xiaojun, twenty-three years old this year, my parents died at the age of eight, I was adopted by a Taoist priest and began to learn martial arts, the Japanese called, the Taoist temple was bombed, I chose to be a soldier in order to take revenge, but unfortunately the luck was not good, the Japanese attacked Shanghai, and the troops broke up ......"

Ma Xiaojun was filled with indignation, adding fuel and vinegar to tell what happened to him, the previous words were completely lies, and the back was what he had crossed over, which made the tavern owner and his guys sympathize and admire.

"Hey......" Ma Xiaojun sighed heavily, and then said: "I'm just one person, I can't save so many people, so I saved a Cui'er, who was saved from the hands of that ****." ”

Of course, there are some things that Ma Xiaojun keeps silent, thinking about how he drinks Cui'er, it is simply based on a man's impulse, and this kind of thing is better to know by drinking Cui'er.

Ma Xiaojun's experience made the tavern owner very impressed, and sincerely apologized to Ma Xiaojun.

"Since my brother escaped death, it is better to stay here with my brother and make plans." The tavern owner said, but the tavern owner was skeptical about Ma Xiaojun, and he was very sure that Ma Xiaojun would not do anything to harm the party even if he was not his comrade.

The tavern keeper was keenly aware that the young man in front of him knew far more than he appeared, and if this person really wanted to do something harmful to the party and the country, then he would have become the most terrible enemy of the party long ago.

The tavern owner arranged Ma Xiaojun and Cui'er to rest in a room in the backyard, and Ma Xiaojun exhaled deeply, he found that in this era of war, there were murderous opportunities everywhere.

After the tavern owner and Ma Xiaojun were polite, he walked out of Ma Xiaojun's guest room and instructed the tavern guys to pay close attention to Ma Xiaojun's every move.

Ma Xiaojun frowned, sitting on the bed, Cui'er looked at the slightly tired Ma Xiaojun kneeling at Ma Xiaojun's feet, and stretched out his hand to Ma Xiaojun's shoes.

Cui'er's actions made Ma Xiaojun's heart tremble: "Cui'er, you, what are you doing?" Ma Xiaojun's feet lifted and stared at Cui'er, who looked like a slave.

"Cui'er will be the uncle's person in the future, and the slave family will serve you to rest." Cui'er's body trembled, and she looked at Ma Xiaojun with a pool of autumn water in her eyes.

Ma Xiaojun shuddered, goosebumps rose all over his body, Cui'er's actions made Ma Xiaojun very unaccustomed and disliked: "You get up." ”

Cui'er stood up and slowly uncovered her clothes, Ma Xiaojun's eyes widened: "No, what are you going to do, yes, I gave you that, but you are not my Ma Xiaojun's slave." ”

Cui'er's body trembled, and she didn't stop the movements in her hands, Cui'er's heart was complicated at this moment, she was a weak woman who couldn't protect herself at all in this troubled world, he was afraid, afraid that the man in front of him didn't want her.

A woman's greatest hope is to find a person to rely on, live a peaceful and stable life, and for women, there is no status at all in troubled times, especially some women with posture, but also become a plaything in the hands of men in troubled times, a dependence, how important it is for a woman.

"You don't want the slave family anymore, is there anything wrong with the slave family? The slave family will serve you well, as long as it can be by your side, the slave family is willing to do anything. Tears, Cui'er's delicate body trembled.