Ever since Lin Feng led his men to secure the defense line of the Yangtze River, the bald people have always added fuel to the fire and reported things to the bald heads.
As soon as I came back, I became very interested in this young man. As soon as I woke up in the morning, the bald man had already arrived.
"We were sent by Mr. Jiang. We know your deeds and want to have a good chat with you."
Pointing to the car outside, he looked at Lin Feng who clearly said, "When should we set off?"
But I have a lot of things to do here, so how can I have time for you guys to go out for a walk?
"I appreciate Mr. Jiang's kindness, but as you can see, I really can't keep anyone away from here."
Zhao Gang had the quickest eyelids and understood what was going on immediately, and quickly pulled Lin Feng to the side.
"Go ahead, there's no way the bald man will do anything to you. Let's go and see what this guy thinks. If we can improve the country's fortunes as soon as possible, we might as well cooperate with him."
Zhao Gang's persuasion worked, and Lin Feng was going to take a look to see what kind of medicine was sold in Bald Gourd.
Taking a car along the waterway, we arrived at the door of a three-story villa in about a day.
"Mr. Jiang lives in a nice place."
Lin Feng said half-jokingly and walked in.
"Mr. Jiang is receiving guests, please wait a moment."
Lin Feng looked around the room and found many antiques and celebrity calligraphy and paintings.
"It seems that Chief Lin likes these things very much?"
A bald man holding a cane and wearing a blue gown walked downstairs, followed by a very beautiful woman.
"I've seen your photo, just call me Lin Feng."
Bald Jiang asked someone to serve tea, and then sat next to Lin Feng.
"You can design the defense line of the Yangtze River to be impregnable. You are a great talent. You have a lively festival under the nose of the little Japanese. This is the first time I have seen it in so many years of resistance against Japan."
Lin Feng looked at the bald head. "I prefer to be direct. Mr. Jiang asked me to come here just to visit this place, right?"
Lin Feng didn't want to waste time with him here. If he was really not serious, he would just turn around and leave.
"Your Excellency occupied our army's war zone and created several myths about defeating the enemy. Fortunately, we reached the same destination by different routes."
It turned out that they wanted territory, but before the battle was over, the bald man started chasing people away.
Even if the line of defense is really given to you, can you hold it?
"It's not that I don't want to hand over the defense line, it's that no one under your command can hold it! The Eighth Route Army can afford to joke, but can the common people stand it?"
Faced with Lin Feng's angry rebuke, Bald Head still looked on with a smile.
In the evening, Bald Tou held a cocktail party here again, and all the high-ranking officials came. In Lin Feng's eyes, these people were nothing more than moths.
No one has the courage to fight against the little devil, and those who can fight will not be able to show up at this reception.
Halfway through the cocktail party, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the bartender responsible for mixing drinks.
"What kind of drinks do you mix?"
Lin Feng asked the bartender to relax and make a drink, but it must be strong enough.
The music was loud, Lin Feng picked up the wine, pushed the bartender aside, spilled it, and threw the lighter down.
Screams resounded inside the bar, and a guy covered in fire rushed out from inside.
"Get out of the way."
The guards at the reception opened fire and the scene was chaotic. Lin Feng quickly retreated to the guards.
Who knows how many killers there are in this place. I have long heard that the little devil's assassination methods are superb, but now it seems that they are nothing more than that.
The bald man came after hearing the news, and the couple only showed up at the beginning of the reception.
"Your place is too unsafe. If nothing happens, I will have someone pick me up."
The bald head guard put his gun against Lin Feng's chest.
"Do you think you can come here whenever you want and leave whenever you want?"
Lin Feng snapped his fingers, and the guard beside him put his gun on the officer.
"Of course I can come to your place whenever I want, and leave whenever I want!"
Duan Peng had already been ambushing around the reception. The bald man was stunned, and the two quickly boarded the helicopter and left.
"The bald man wants to share territory with us. This bastard seems to be ready."
Lin Feng quickly passed the news to his boss, indicating that the bald man was starting to win over him.
"Bald Lin Feng announced everywhere that you had defected to them and that you attended their top dance."
The bald man's move was enough for his grandson, so that Lin Feng could not get rid of the reputation of a traitor.
They even took photos of the dance in newspapers. With the help of the misplaced vision of the photos, Lin Feng seemed to be close to a charming woman.
"That's how you play, right? Then don't blame me."
Lin Feng was a little angry this time. The kid didn't run away, so why did his own people keep causing trouble for him?
"Lin Feng, no matter when, I firmly believe that you will not betray the Eighth Route Army, and you must stick to your own ideas and beliefs."
"The Eighth Route Army is your strong backing!"
After the boss said this, he hung up the phone. Duan Peng was so angry that he cursed, but he didn't expect that the bald man who asked him to go was preparing for the Hongmen Banquet.
"The person who carried out the sneak attack was also arranged by Baldhead. We must deal with these bastards."
A meeting was held that evening when Lin Feng came back.
"We are in a bad situation now. There are Japanese soldiers outside and bald people are also against us. How many bald people are there around us?"
"We have investigated bald people, and there are about 11 armies, about 270,000 people."
This number of people exceeded Lin Feng's estimate. Fortunately, he had a stronger geographical advantage.
"There are 60,000 little devils around here. Let's be the first to break the bald man's fighting spirit."
The closest to Lin Feng is the 33rd Army outside the village, which is the direct descendant of the bald man.
"Brother, you still have to work hard on this matter, just like dealing with Chu Yunfei!"
Li Yunlong patted his chest and went out with more than 10,000 people that night.
When the 33rd Army came to find Li Yunlong in the morning, it was as if a knife was stuck in front of their eyes.
"Why didn't you say hello to us when the Eighth Route Army was mobilized?"
Qian Bolin, commander of the 33rd Army, complained a few words and led his men into the Eighth Route Army's station.
"Commander Li, what do you mean? By stationing your troops in front of me, do you want to cause friction?"
Who is our old Li? Can you give face to such a person?
"Old Qian, I don't like hearing what you say. We are all on a team to fight against Japanese invaders. Why do you exclude us so much?"
Chamberlain's eyes widened as he watched the Eighth Route Army soldiers arrange heavy machine guns, mortars and other lethal weapons around them.
If we open fire, our 33rd Army will not be enough for others to eat.
When Li Yunlong saw that the other party was silent, he quickly shouted again.
"Our family has a weak foundation. I pushed back all the tanks and artillery. Commander Qian looked at us and thought we were showing off."
Qian Bolin's anger turned into cowardice, and he looked at Li Yunlong and smiled a little embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry, my voice was too loud just now..."
