After bidding farewell to Shopkeeper Li, Chen Feng first walked around the Dongcheng District where he was located, wanting to see if he could find a little detail about the liaison station of the Eighth Route Army, but what Chen Feng did was only in vain.

I remember that when Xiuqin came to the county seat, it seemed that she went to a grocery store, but Chen Feng walked around Dongcheng District and didn't see this.

"It seems that the other three districts will have to be seen again."

Chen Feng touched his chin and muttered to himself.

Although Ping'an County is not big, it is also a county seat, and it took nearly an hour to turn the entire Dongcheng District around, which is still looking for some prosperous places, as for those corners, Chen Feng did not pay too much attention.

Looking at the sun in the sky, I felt a little hungry in my belly, I found a small restaurant casually, and took the more than 1,000 preparation tickets given by the shopkeeper Li, which can be regarded as a feast, although the food is not too good, and there is not even any oil and water, and the taste is much bigger, but it is also hot, and the military rations of the little devil are still so strong.

A few nests, a plate of pickles and a porridge made from an unknown ingredient. If such a meal were left in the future, even beggars would not have eaten it, but it was a common meal in this era, and some people even ate it worse than these.

During the meal, Chen Feng also quietly thought, the owner of the hotel inquired, after all, as the owner of the hotel, there must be more sources of news, it is better than looking for it like a fly without a head, but unfortunately there is no useful news.

Walking in the county, although the devils are now in the period of the sweep, but in order to maintain the prosperity of the market, the liveliness of the county town is still not reduced, and there is no trace of the scene during the war.

According to the clockwise direction, Chen Feng went to Nancheng District and Xicheng District in turn, leaving only Beicheng District unsearchable.

It's just that after walking around like this, Chen Feng's heart is getting colder and colder. Although Beicheng District also belongs to the same county, its prosperity is not as good as that of the other three urban districts. Most of them are beggars and homeless people living there, and a grocery store is open there, so there is no business at all.

looked at the only Beicheng District left, and Chen Feng also searched for it hard.

It's just that what Chen Feng didn't notice was that behind Chen Feng, a young man in green clothes was silently watching Chen Feng's every move.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that he saw that Chen Feng was not looking around, but found a corner as a place to live, that he slowly retreated quietly.

I don't know who defined the other groups, but they have never been cut off since ancient times. Whether it is a glorious era or the last years of the dynasty, even in later generations, there will be professional begging? Regardless of whether they are professional or non-professional, the word beggar has been fixed on him, and now Chen Feng has also joined this army.

Although he still has hundreds of preparation tickets on his body, but thinking about it, he doesn't know when he will be able to find the liaison of the Eighth Route Army, in order to feel better in the future, Chen Feng feels that it is better not to find a hotel to live in at will, not to mention that even if he finds a hotel, he believes that they will ask him for a certificate of good citizenship.

Although the name of Qiqiaotou is not so good, it is a serious name, but now it has been called the begging head by the people in the county, and there is no way, there are the most beggars in the entire county.

Beggars, you can't expect them to love cleanliness, so the beggar head here is also snakes, insects, rats and ants wandering around, fortunately, it is still winter, due to the cold and freezing reasons, there is no need to smell like in summer, and even the Devil Emperor Allied Army is reluctant to come to this place.

Find a relatively clean corner, and still far away from the group of beggars, sit alone in the corner, waiting for the night to come.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, this sentence is really a wise saying.

As a gathering place for beggars, this person naturally formed a beggar leader as soon as there were many people. Zhang Ergou is a beggar leader in this area, and as a beggar leader, this identity is naturally different, enjoying the food that other beggars beg.

When night was approaching, Zhang Ergou was really like his name, patrolling his own territory like a dog. There were even a few beggars behind him, and there was a sense of showing off his might.

When he walked to Chen Feng's side, he found that there was an unfamiliar face. The clothes on his body are better than his own, so Zhang Ergou, who is a beggar investment, is very dissatisfied, when he is the boss, he is not as good as the younger brother, and it doesn't matter whether Chen Feng is willing or unwilling to directly order himself to live a few little beggars, wanting to rob Chen Feng's clothes.

Chen Feng has a goal and a direction to move forward, so he doesn't want to have too much entanglement with other people. It's a pity that Zhang Ergou's behavior directly angered Chen Feng, if Zhang Ergou really stripped himself naked, it was a question whether he could survive tonight.

The killing intent accumulated in his body over the past few days broke out directly, and his eyes stared at Zhang Ergou deadly, which frightened the rest of the dogs, and they didn't dare to step forward and stretch out their hands for a long time.

Although Zhang Ergou's heart is also a little trembling, but as the boss, if he doesn't make a statement, he will inevitably not be able to convince the public, and he doesn't know who else will challenge his authority in the future, in order to have a better life in the future, Zhang Ergou feels that he still has to do some activities, but Chen Feng's appearance is really a little scary.

"This brother, you came to my territory, shouldn't you pay some protection money?"

I don't dare to do it myself, but I can still speak. Zhang Ergou suppressed the fear in his heart and learned to walk the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Ergou's appearance of a cat and a tiger made Chen Feng laugh a little, and he sneered at Zhang Ergou with a grin.

Slowly raised his right hand, his eyes became a little unusually cold, and he planned to teach the beggar leader in front of him a lesson. It's just that his eyes suddenly drifted into the distance, and he looked at the beggars with no less than hundreds of people around him. If this is really a fight, it seems that he can't beat them, once the emotion is big, let the devils and traitors in the city find out, and their future actions will inevitably be affected.

"Lao Tzu knows the Ma squad leader, and he has also looked for someone for the Huang Army, if you kid dare to do it, Lao Tzu told the imperial army that you are the Eighth Road."

It's okay that Zhang Ergou doesn't say this, Chen Feng will take care of the people around him. It's just that when I saw Zhang Ergou, I even worked hard for the devil and traitor, and the scene I saw in that small village a few days ago appeared in Chen Feng's mind again.

Putting his hand back again, Chen Feng's performance seemed to be afraid of his identity in Zhang Ergou's eyes, and he walked forward happily, ready to pick up Chen Feng's clothes.

A cold light flashed, and Zhang Ergou suddenly took a few steps back, holding his neck with both hands.

There was a touch of blood red in the mouth and nose, and as for the neck that was strangled by both hands, the blood slowly flowed out along the fingers, and it was impossible to resist it.

Looking at Chen Feng's hand again, a layer of blood was stuck to the edge of a sharp bayonet.

Looking at the people around him who were already frightened, Chen Feng put away the bayonet, turned around and left directly and quickly, not wanting to stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time.