At this moment, Meng Yanzhi couldn't believe that his son was actually pointing a gun at him?

Meng was annoyed and panting, staring at his father like a wolf, what about being disrespectful, he couldn't bear it!

I'm burning my eyebrows and thinking about those books that aren't bullshit, why are they just not interesting? The little devil will chase after him soon, do you want his brothers to follow him to the funeral?

This scared the dragon article and them, Meng was annoyed just now like a grandson, why did he suddenly harden?

"Annoying! Okay, don't do this, it's your old man. The dragon hurriedly came up and persuaded him. Don't look at him shouting one by one, but he can still make it clear in this kind of major right and wrong.

"That's it, let's talk about it, don't use the gun." Not Spicy also came over and pressed his gun down.

Meng Yanzhi stared at him blankly, and at this moment, he couldn't think anymore. Fortunately, at this time, Meng's mother was helping the ninth sister pack her things, otherwise she would have fainted again when she saw it.

"In that case... You go by yourself, take your mother with you, and let me stay with the last remaining belongings of the old Meng family. ”

I don't know if it's anger or what, after Meng Yanzhi said this, he turned around and didn't speak.

"Tuanza, what do you say?" The dragon article is also a little embarrassed, who would have expected that it would end up like this.

"How so? Say it with your mouth. ”

Liao Mingyu pursed his lips, thought for a while, and then preached to Meng Yanzhi:

"Old man, since you don't want to go, then we won't force it. But I have to warn you, the Japanese died in this room, and you can imagine what will happen to you when their army comes. ”

"That's better than watching these books go to waste."

Meng Yanzhi closed his eyes and said slowly, he knew that staying was a dead end, but letting him give up these books was even more uncomfortable than death.

"Yes, according to the Japanese virtue of retribution, you and your books are a fire in the end. It's a pity that in the end, people can't keep the book when they die. Liao Mingyu shook his head and sighed.

"Tuanzao ......" Meng was annoyed and couldn't bear to say something, but was stopped by Liao Mingyu's eyes.

Listening to what Liao Mingyu said, the old man's body couldn't help but tremble, but some things are more difficult to give up than life.

Liao Mingyu said coldly with his hands behind his back: "Old man, there are two choices now, one is that you continue to stay here and die with your book, and in the end you won't get anything." Hide all the books in the cellar and walk with us, and you will still have a chance to get them back when we counterattack the West Bank. ”

"I'll give you two minutes to think about it, I have to take away those who want to live, and I can't stop those who want to die, so choose for yourself."

Meng Yanzhi's face was complicated, Liao Mingyu's words fell on his heart like a heavy hammer, and he didn't have an idea how to choose him for a while.

Two minutes passed quickly, and Liao Mingyu, the old man who looked at him who was still indifferent, no longer wasted his saliva, and then ordered the others: "Okay, we are ready to retreat!" ”

"Wait... I... That's it. I'll go with you! ”

Meng Yanzhi finally couldn't resist the temptation of life, but then again, who wants to die if they can live? Besides, he didn't have a chance to get the books back.

Hmph, did you finally figure it out? Liao Mingyu couldn't help but sneer.

To deal with this kind of self-conscious sour scholar, you have to clean him up like this, the more you lick him with a shy face, the more he can pretend to be forced. You deliberately don't bird him, but he understands it better than anyone else.

"Meng is annoyed! I'll give you five minutes to clean up for your dad, and after ten minutes, we'll have to leave right away, whether we're done or not! Liao Mingyu ordered.

"Understood!"

After saying that, Meng was annoyed and hurriedly ran upstairs, and the other brothers of the reconnaissance team also followed, and even Meng Yanzhi had no shelf to help move down together.

Fortunately, most of Old Man Meng's books were packed and sealed, and with the concerted efforts of everyone, 667 bags of all kinds of books and miscellaneous four treasures of the study were moved to the cellar and put away.

The mouth of the cellar was in the firewood room, and at the end they also piled some firewood on it to cover up the traces, at least it was difficult for those who did not know to find it from the outside.

It has been 12 minutes since all this was done, and Liao Mingyu immediately led everyone out, but what he didn't expect was that the guerrillas outside hadn't left yet.

Master Shihang saw them come out and immediately walked over: "Brothers of the national army, if you want to cross the river, I know a shortcut, as long as you cross a suspension bridge over there, the little devil will not be able to catch up, why don't you come with me now?" ”

"No need master, we have a way back, but I have a reluctant request, I wonder if I can ask you to help?" Liao Mingyu asked.

"If you say it, we will not shirk if we can help."

"You can also see that there are a few old and weak women in our team, and the way back will definitely not be fast, I hope you can lead my team of people to lead the little devil in another direction."

Liao Mingyu knows the back

Master Shihang looked at the two women and Old Man Meng in the back, they did have difficulties, and they had to help.

A bald fat man in a monk's suit walked up, with a pair of black-framed glasses on his round head:

"Amitabha, brothers, the monks are polite." The monk folded his hands and bowed to everyone.

He carried a front-loading powder gun and a large cloth bag with several homemade bombs in it.

"Monk?" Long Wenwen walked over with a gun and looked him up and down curiously: "This army is your people?" ”

"The donor laughed, this is the revolutionary team, we are all like-minded comrades, there is no one who is who." The monk replied with a smile, his unhurried tone sounding zen as well.

"Oh, it's you!"

Really... There is an acquaintance in the team, who is the guy who is full of ideals and enthusiasm.

The little bookworm ran to Liao Mingyu excitedly, patted the rifle in his hand and said happily: "Sir, you see that I also have my own gun now." ”

It was an old-fashioned Hanyang-made gun, the body guard was badly worn, and there was visible rust on the bolt.

The little bookworm wanted to pull the bolt to show Liao Mingyu his progress, but the bolt was stuck and couldn't move.

"Why can't you pull it open? I just fired a shot. ”

Liao Mingyu laughed secretly, he shook his head and didn't speak, picked up a little devil's 38 big cover from the ground, and pulled the bolt neatly with a "bang":

"Look at this gun, it's much stronger than your one." As he spoke, he handed the rifle to the little bookworm.

The little bookworm took it and tried it, and the corners of his mouth cracked with a smile: "Haha yes, it's just a little long, then I can use this one for comrades who don't have guns." ”

"Don't keep your fingers on the trigger, usually the muzzle of the gun should be downward, and the safety should be closed. Seeing that the lid behind the butt was not, he pressed and turned the bolt to close it. ”

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