On autumn and winter nights, cold winds hit.

Scattered snowflakes gradually drifted in the sky.

The aura of slaughter suddenly spread.

Yu Zhishan, the chief of the puppet Manchurian Military and Political Department, escorted his black car straight to the Military and Political Department building.

Xiao Zilan, secretary of the Ministry of Military Affairs, was standing in the foyer and looking out.

Yu Zhishan coughed, got out of the car, and came straight to the foyer of the building accompanied by Meng Feihu and other guards.

"Ouch - Chief——。 I've been waiting for you here for a long time, why did you come here? Xiao Zilan helped the general over angrily.

Yu Zhishan shook off the cloak on his shoulders: "Damn, the road has been blocked for a long time...... Why haven't you gone back yet? ”

"Me...... It's just waiting for you. That one...... Director Wang Zhiyou has been waiting for you......"

"Oh...... I'm going to forget about Lisan......" Yu Zhishan thought for a moment, "Feihu, when you send Director Luo, send Zilan back as well, and then come here to wait." ”

"Okay. Flying Tiger is going. Meng Feihu looked at Luo Weixian, who was poking his head out of the car door, and was about to speak, but after listening to Yu Zhishan's instructions, he quickly responded, "You guys protect the chief, I'll go back when I go." ”

"Director Luo, that's it for today, I'll do my best for your business, and I'll serve you wine another day-" Yu Zhishan looked at Luo Wei's suspicious and helpless face in the car window in a whistle posture that he used when he was a bandit.

The twelve guards in civilian clothes were divided into two groups, front and back, and hugged Yu Zhishan towards the building.

Xiao Zilan seemed to have something to say: "Hey-chief-"

"I'll talk about it when I have something to say." Although Yu Zhishan entered the one-third of an acre of land that seemed to belong to him, he knew that this place was also full of dangers, and Xiao Zilan's eyeliner was everywhere, and the Japanese were also watching him.

Therefore, since his assassination in Fushang, he has selected more than a dozen guards from his team, who can change shifts, but not stay away, he knows that too many people want his life. Even if it was Xiao Zilan, who often slept beside him, he gradually became closer to her, which was a sticky candy that could not be kicked off or approached. Whenever he shared the bed with her, he used to recall the tragic battlefield battles to drive away sleepiness, dare not sleep, dare not slack off, the eccentric Japanese do not know when they will treat their chess pieces as an outcast, because both Kan Chaoxi and Wang Zhiyou are eyeing his position. People's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and they don't know how to do things. Even if he is in a different place one day, he is not willing, he is tired of family affairs, only the son who only adds to his infinite guilt, so that he cannot sleep peacefully.

When he entered his big office, an attendant brought a large cup of tea, and the deeper it was at night, the more he wanted to drink tea, so that he would be awake at night, and would rather take a nap in the car during the day.

Wang Zhiyou, director of the General Staff Department, was here early, and when he saw Yu Zhishan coming in, he stood up from the sofa straight: "Chief Chief, are you looking for me?" ”

"Lisan, sit - I heard yesterday that you came back from Harbin, how much did that Ma Zhanshan's old department absorb?"

"Most of them have long been dispersed, and I heard that some people went to Guannai and defected to Li Haiqing. Ding Chao, the general affairs officer's trustee (equivalent to an adviser), walked ahead of me, and he recruited some people into the security army in Harbin. And I can only return in vain. Wang Zhiyou rolled up the military hat in his hand.

"Well, I don't have much to hope for. I just think that after all, most of them are brothers in the Northeast Army, do my best to give them some way out, how can they live in this current situation? He Ding Chao followed Zhang Jinghui's ass and didn't pick up good dung to eat, so he naturally wanted to accumulate contacts. It's been a bad day, it's uncomfortable - Lisan, there's nothing else, it's not early, I'm tired, I'm confused here for a while. I still have to arrange for you to do one thing, you drive your car and send me this Ni Zhan's "Picture of Worshipping the Stone of Minan Palace" to Lu Shikun. Yu Zhishan thought for a moment, and said loudly to a guard standing outside the door, "Master Tang, you accompany Director Lisan over, and then what to do next, everything is up to President Lu, you will live with him tonight." ”

Yu Zhishan's words made Wang Zhiyou hear the clouds, but he couldn't ask more: "Okay, these are all small things, and it is incumbent on Lisan." Chief, this Master Tang is ......"

"Ah...... He, the senior brother of Feihu, came from Anton to join me. Just let him do something for me. ”

That Master Tang is none other than Tang Juwu. At this time, the waves were rolling in his heart, and he thought to himself damn Yu Lanbo, I see what you can do with me, I am in the tiger's den, I can only get out first, I heard that I was going to send myself to Lu Shikun, and I was secretly relieved in my heart. He deliberately pretended to be humble: "Yes, I obey the order." But the blazing gaze in his eyes made Wang Zhiyou, who was standing aside, shudder.

Yu Zhishan handed over a scroll of calligraphy and painting to Tang Juwu, and put his hands on Tang Juwu's shoulders: "You are almost catching up with me at your age, but you are still so burly, let me be envious of Yu, Feihu always says that you are good at kung fu, this time you will do this errand for me, and I will be rewarded when I come back." ”

"Xiao Ding—" Yu Zhishan instructed the attendant adjutant beside him, "Master Tang is on an errand for the first time, take the Nanmu box in my cabinet and give it to him to bring." ”

Wang Zhiyou was confused, he didn't know what kind of arrangement this was, escorted calligraphy and paintings, and gave a box of things, presumably gold bars, what kind of errand is this? He made a mistake in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Tang Juwu hesitated for a moment: "Chief Chief...... This ......"

"If you want to take it, you can take it, and there are many places where you can use the money." Yu Zhishan grabbed the Nanmu box from Adjutant Ding's hand and stuffed it into Tang Juwu's hand.

This action is only in Wang Zhiyou's eyes, and it is the first time he has seen it. Where have I seen Yu Zhishan take such care of a guard in the past, and there are many less generals and commanders.

"Is your car in the backyard?" Yu Zhishan asked Wang Zhiyou.

"yes, it's been parked in the backyard." Wang Zhiyou responded.

"Master Tang, you will go to President Lu with Director Wang, and live in Lu Mansion tonight." Yu Zhishan turned around, looked at the bust of Pu Yi behind the high-backed chair, and sighed.

Tang Juwu looked at Yu Zhishan with his eyes, and thought, dog, even if I can get out of danger, I won't be half grateful to you, see how happy you can be with this emperor in the future......

"That'...... Chief, would you like to give President Lu a call? Wang Zhiyou stood outside the door and turned around to remind.

"Oh...... also to ......" Yu Zhishan's voice was a little intermittent, "I."

Yun Tong calls immediately, and you just go straight to it. "I thought to myself, Lao Tzu's phone has long been monitored by the Japanese, and the last thing I like to do is to make a phone call.

Yu Zhishan was always restless, and turned on the telephone on the table: "Pick me up from President Lu's mansion of the Jichang General Chamber of Commerce...... Yuntong - slept? I'm older than ...... My calligraphy and painting, you said you wanted, I thought about it, after all, buddy friendship is more important than everything, I will give it to you, just after Lisan finished talking with me, let him bring it to you. But...... This calligraphy and painting is not given for free, you have to keep that purple jade wrench...... Good...... Lisan is already on the way......"

Yu Zhishan knew that he had sent Xiao Zilan away, and it was not reckless to make this call at this time, even if he was monitored, there would be nothing wrong...... Thinking about it, he lay on his back on the sofa and dozed off unconsciously......

At this time, the sky is full of snow, and the world is vast.

On the empty streets, the snow falls from the green pines, and the street lights are dim. Wang Zhiyou drove the car towards No. 59 Huaide Street with a cold face, thinking, what kind of errand did Lao Yu arrange tonight? In the middle of the night, I asked him to send calligraphy and paintings, and now my head of the hall has to drive this little guard...... There's no way, the prime minister's door is a third-grade official.

"I said Master Tang, you are from a white background, but you have to be the head of my family, it's really not easy. Can you tell me which sect you belong to? ”

Tang Juwuyi, who was sitting in the back seat, didn't say a word. But Wang Zhiyou obviously felt that his breathing was heavier: "This director is really the director, give you a guard to drive." Speak—"

But Tang Juwu still didn't say a word.

In this way, Wang Zhiyou drove in a sullen atmosphere, and said to himself in a slightly self-deprecating tone: "Tonight is really strange, it has just entered winter, and it is not cold, but it is snowing." ”

The snow that landed on the road in front of the car was brightly illuminated. At this moment, a flatbed truck suddenly rushed towards the middle of the road. Wang Zhiyou hit the steering wheel to the right, slammed on the brakes, and the car slid and crashed into the pine trees on the side of the road. Immediately afterwards, a group of black-clothed people surrounded him from nowhere, and the muzzles of the black holes were pointed at Wang Zhiyou's car.

"Come down, see where you run—" cried a shrill bullduck, "come down—or we'll shoot!" ”

"Wang Zhiyou...... Wang Zhiyou, you are Wang Zhiyou? You traitor lackey! You sent Lao Tzu to the ghost gate! The voice was not high, but it was really coming from the back seat, and Tang Juwu's hands tightly clamped Wang Zhiyou's neck, making him unable to speak.

"You don't know me, I know this time that you are Wang Zhiyou of the Jilin Self-Defense Army's renegade to the enemy! You are yin enough, and Yu Zhishan will give Lao Tzu to the Japanese! It's worth it for me to die in Changchun tonight, and it's worth it with you as a backing. Tang Juwu's voice was not high, but it was full of anger.

"Are you ......" Wang Zhiyou struggled, his hand touching his waist, but the spear was gone.

"I'm telling you...... Let you also die to understand. Lao Tzu Xing does not change his name, does not change his surname, and was once the commander-in-chief of the three corps of the Anti-Japanese Volunteer Army in the three eastern provinces, Tang Juwu! ”

"Woo...... Tang ......" Wang Zhiyou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, he was really suffocated, or pretended, I don't know, his head was crooked, and his body collapsed on the saddle.

After all, Tang Juwu was born in the army, he was bold and careful, he raised Wang Zhiyou's pistol and wanted to shoot out, but under the reflection of the snow, he obviously saw more than 20 people surrounding him, and if he rushed out, he would be beaten into a sieve, he curled up, pushed Wang Zhiyou's body to the passenger seat, and slowly rubbed himself into the driver's seat......

"Toyotomi Taijun has an order - there are many of us, he can't escape, we must catch him alive!"

Tang Ju Wuyi listened, if you want to catch Lao Tzu alive, then try it-

Seeing that the car was rapidly reversing for more than five meters, he turned left and rushed towards the crowd...... smashed the flatbed truck......

For a time, there was a lot of gunfire.

Two stray bullets hit Tang Juwu's left shoulder, and blood flowed like a torrent of blood.

The car drove towards the front of the street like an arrow from a string, and the people behind seemed to be prepared, driving five three-wheeled motorcycles to catch up, and the blood in the slush crushed by the wheels on the ground was still as bright red in the dark night snow......

(End of chapter)