"If you want to live, Bo Narjin, leave him alive first, this official has seen the Japanese people for the first time in Datang, today, this lord has to take a good look." I stopped the idea that Bo Naljin was going to strangle his opponent into a popper, which was his favorite technique, and he once tested it with sheep at home, and Fang Cheng was reluctant to touch the mutton for a whole month.

"Xiaguan Liu Senzheng is the deputy general of the First Department of the Martial Arts Research Institute, Lord Fang, don't you remember when Xiaguan came to report to Lord Zhong last month, did you talk to me?" The Liu Sen, who was dressed in the official uniform of the Martial Arts Research Institute, was shouting with grinning teeth.

"Really?" Lao Tzu laughed angrily, okay, Lao Tzu was really fucking blind, he was also busy with something at the time, seeing this goods to find Zhong Hua, I left straight away, I thought it was funny to see such a short man, I didn't expect that this girl was a widow, or came to work in the Martial Arts Research Institute.

"Zhong Hua, bring Zhong Hua to Lord Ben, don't get out yet!" Fuck, okay, very capable, these guys are all mixed up with our Datang to become an official, not to mention, they dare to get involved in Lao Tzu's territory, fuck!

"What about you? Who are you! Put your name on it. I put my hands behind my back, blushing with a murderous face, and approached the foreign widow who had squeaked and never called again.

"The younger one is Miki Yasumobu, a student from Fuso who sent Tang students, and came here to find his friend Yanagimori Masa-sama to talk about the past." He stammered in Chinese, and his face was full of smiling faces that endured pain, but the anger that flashed in his eyes made me feel disgusted when I saw it, and the suspicious expressions of the two of them just now, as well as their habit of plagiarizing and stealing advanced scientific and technological information from other countries, made me not quite quite at all This guy is just here to brag.

I motioned for Bonarjin to lift Miki Yasinobu and looked at him carefully, and sure enough, every time my eyes fell on his coat, his irrepressible panicked gaze completely revealed the purpose of his trip.

I stretched out my hand, Miki Yaishino shouted something in stammering Chinese, Lao Tzu didn't have the time to listen to you hanging, two hands untied his belt, and sure enough, a small roll appeared in my hand.

"What is this?" I grimaced and raised the scroll.

"That's the villain's letter." Miki Yasushin is still hard-mouthed, I opened it and looked,! Is the drawing not bad? It turned out to be a pattern of saber, and the side was marked with Chinese characters, fortunately, we couldn't understand the spoken language of Xiao Yueben, but they were thieves who even had to steal words from our nation, but I could see things clearly, at this time, the Japanese people still used Chinese characters created by our nation.

----------------------------------------------------------- "Hehehe." Letter? This thing is called a family letter? Is your dad or your mom's surname Ma? Or are they all surnamed knives? I smiled at Miki Yasanobu, slapped this girl out of Bo Narjin's grasp, and rolled directly to the side.

shook his hand, this son's divine power is incomparable, this full slap, let alone a person, even a beast can't beat this fan.

"Lord Fang, sir, what's wrong?" Zhong Hua appeared, trotted all the way to this side with his official robe, and saw Liu Sen who was picked up and fell to the ground and Sanben Jingxin, who was still unconscious when he was picked up by Bo Naljin with a sneer.

"Liu Senzheng, what country are you from?" I withdrew my gaze from Yasushinobu Mimoto's face expressionlessly, and walked towards Yanagimori on the other side. This guy is in his forties, and his face is very kind, but I don't feel comfortable looking at those white eyes.

"Xia Guan is a Fusang person, is by the edict of my Shu Ming King, because of admiration for the culture of the Celestial Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty as a posthumous Tang envoy to Zhenguan four years to Tang, Xia Guan does not want to return to Fusang after completing his studies, so he has to be awarded official honors, in the Ministry of Industry for several years, Lord Fang, Xia Guan is really not a fine ah." Liu Sen was screaming grievances there.

"Isn't it annihilation? So what is this thing? Answer me! I took a step forward, and with a roar of rage, the stray hair that shook the wolf flew back to his head.

Liu Senzheng glanced at his compatriots with a frightened expression, and still argued to himself, "Xia Guan is an official of the Martial Arts Research Institute, and he wants to understand the procedures of various ministries for ordnance production, so as to be able to perform official duties well. ”

"Really? How did this thing get to him? I smiled, the two rows of snow teeth were all exposed, a very hideous smile, don't say it's Liu Senzheng, but Fang Chengcheng, who held him, couldn't help but shiver.

"This ......" Liu Sen rolled his eyes: "Xia Guan wants to get together with his friends, this is a confidential place, Xia Guan sent him back to my home first, worried that there would be no son's token, so in this place, my family can naturally recognize Xia Guan's handwriting." ”

"Well, the reason is good and good, but I don't like it and I won't believe it." I withdrew my smile, didn't answer these two scumbags who stole the new technology of my Martial Arts Research Institute, stood up, and shouted in a deep voice: "Where is Zhong Hua?!" ”

"Lord Fang, the lower official is here." Zhong Hua hurriedly stood beside me and replied. I glanced at Zhong Hua and suppressed my anger: "Why did this person enter my Martial Arts Research Institute?" ”

"Lord Qiyu, the former general of the First Department of my Martial Arts Research Institute, Liu Hao, told the old man, and the lower officials contacted the Ministry of Industry, and the Ministry of Industry sent this Lord Liu as the acting general, my lord, how do you treat Lord Liu as a fine? Probably not, right? Zhong Hua hesitantly leaned over to me and whispered.

"Won't? Do you know him well? Do you want to vouch for him? I was holding back the fire in my stomach right now, and glared at Zhong Hua viciously, Zhong Hua was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped back and saluted: "Don't dare, don't dare, the lower official is just guessing, and I hope Lord Fang will forgive me." ”

Zhong Hua has always been my person, and this fire can't be directed at him, after all, everyone doesn't understand it very well before the science and technology spy, but I understand it very well from later generations, not to mention others, there are hundreds of prescriptions in traditional Chinese medicine that have been regarded as their own patents by the Japanese Kou, and the production technology of the Tang knife has also been stolen by the Japanese Kou, and even their Tang Law and Jingtian system are almost all copied from the Tang Dynasty, otherwise, that place is still a bunch of savages, where will it develop.

I dragged Zhong Hua: "Lord Zhong, these two people don't agree with each other, you look at those two thieves and rats, and you will know that it is not a good thing, and this thing?" Are you really quite a quibble for this guy? Since you also feel strange, can this official still slander good people? He glanced back at the two Japanese who were still lying on the ground and in close contact with the earth, turned around, and said to Zhong Hua: "Lord Zhong, this official orders you to immediately check all the craftsmen, officials, and guards in the Martial Arts Research Institute. ”

Zhong Hua nodded understandingly, looking at me ordering the guards of the Martial Arts Research Institute to escort these two Fusang people out of the Martial Arts Research Institute, I don't have time to explain to him now, and more importantly, I first need to know what secrets and technologies these two people know about the Martial Arts Research Institute.

directly handed over the person to Qiu Danmo, "Lord Qiu, no matter what means you use, you have to pry their mouths open for me, remember, no matter what means." "I watched the two screaming Japanese people who were being escorted by the Ouchi agents into the secret room specially used for torture by Qiu Danmo, and then turned around and gave Qiu Danmo a death order.

----------------------------------------------------------- "But my lord, one of them is an official of the Ministry of Industry of the DPRK, is it not appropriate for us to take action?" Qiu Danmo hesitated.

I pondered for a moment, and the execution? What if I die? I don't just want to kill these two bastards, Lao Tzu wants to kill all the students from all over the world, I raised my head and smiled gently at Qiu Danmo: "Lord Qiu's words are very reasonable, since he is an official of the Ministry of Industry, in this way, neither of them needs to be tortured, but, send someone to guard it, don't let them have a chance to commit suicide, you detain them separately, and immediately start the interrogation, our Datang are all civilized people, first salute and then salute, so let's do it, this official will hand you a way, after the two are detained separately, the room should be brightly lit, He was not allowed to sleep, he was not allowed to eat, only a little water, remember, cold water. In any case, after the trial is completed for three days and three nights, it will be reported to me. ”

"Three days and three nights?!" Qiu Danmo's eyes were green, staring at me in a daze, very scared, after three days and three nights, he, an old man, was afraid that he would really become sincere and benevolent, and became the first advanced worker in the concert hall to fall on the job.

"Elder Qiu, I didn't let you go there by yourself, take turns, each prisoner will be interrogated by five to ten people, in short, they can't let their heads have the slightest meaning, don't answer your questions, or fall asleep, just take water to wake him up. And you put this note away, there are questions written on it, ask them one by one, and continue after asking, anyway, these are the questions for three days and three nights. "I pulled out a slip of paper from my bosom with a dozen questions written on it.

"After three days and three nights, can you still be sincere?" Qiu Danmo shook his gray eyebrows, lamenting the tragic fate they were about to meet for the two poor creatures. The faces of the big inner secret agents on the side also turned pale, and they looked at me with awe, for fear that I would also give them three days and three nights of political indoctrination.

(To be continued)