"There's something wrong with you Japanese people. What's wrong? I'm an old man in his 70s sitting in a red sedan. If word gets out, do you still want my old face?"
The old man was anxious. These little devils really didn't know how to do things. How could they ride in a red sedan at such an old age?
In fact, I don't blame them. How can this little devil know the etiquette of the Dragon Kingdom?
The owner who rented the sedan chair opened the door in the middle of the night and saw a group of armed devils standing at the door. He was so frightened that he lost his mind.
I didn’t ask in detail, why use the sedan chair? Just let them carry the red sedan away, and no problem arose.
"I'm really sorry, sir, please forgive me."
Li Daben couldn't stand it any longer and quickly called out the little devil's head.
"You're so damn ineffective in doing things. If you keep struggling for a while, it's almost dawn. The red sedan is for weddings. This old man is so old. Which widow do you want her to marry?"
"I'm really sorry, I didn't expect it either."
"I'll help you solve this etiquette problem, but I'm always tired."
The little devil didn't understand what Li Dajun meant, so he nodded and bowed.
"You're so fucking stupid. Get some money and show your respect to me."
When the little devil understood, he nodded and bowed, took out three pieces of ocean from the soldier, and gave them all to Li Da.
"This damn thing is pretty much the same."
In order to satisfy himself with listening to books, Li Daben tormented these little devils for half the night and got three oceans from them.
"Uncle, the little devils are just a bunch of bastards. You old man, please don't pay attention to them. This sedan is meant for people to sit in. It's really not possible to have a motorcycle."
As soon as the old man heard that there was a motorcycle, which he had not yet experienced at such an old age, he got on the motorcycle.
Li Daben also took out two oceans and stuffed them into the old man.
"Did you see that I'll pay you two yuan myself? Remember, you owe me two yuan."
The little devil nodded repeatedly, not knowing what Li Da was capable of and taking advantage of him.
The whole roasted lamb was just about ready to be carried back. Lin Feng and the others were pouring wine, so the old man could sit down and have something to eat.
Who would have thought that this old man's legs would become weak as soon as he saw the Japanese military police headquarters, and Li Dajian and the others helped him out of the car.
"Old man, don't be afraid. We are all the Eighth Route Army. These little devils don't dare to bully us even if they have the courage to do so."
Lin Feng persuaded and cut a piece of mutton for the old man to try.
A group of people were eating and drinking, making the Japanese headquarters look like a restaurant.
They were yelling in the middle of the night, but no one in the neighborhood dared to say that they were disturbing the people.
Just kidding, how about the little devil’s prince having some food and drink here?
After eating and drinking, the old man started to play a little tune again, which made him depressed for a long time...
They sang in a sad and melodious tone, and they continued until dawn before they went back to their rooms to sleep.
Early the next morning, Digua and Huanzhen were sent back by Lin Feng to inquire about the news. Yesterday, they took pigs and sheep from other people's homes. Today, they have to see their reactions.
As soon as they entered, the village chief and his wife sat on the ground, stamped their feet and cursed.
"This Ninth Route Army is so useless. They were fighting the Japanese two days ago. How come they have stolen away our own people in the past two days?"
"It's about the day when the village chief gave them food, and they said they had white flour. It turns out they stole it."
Digua and Huanhuo covered their mouths and quickly reported the matter to Lin Feng.
"That's not enough. You have to make some noise for me tonight so that the Ninth Route Army and these grandsons cannot stand in front of the people."
After the explanation, Li Daben saw an acquaintance.
"Xingjun Guo, don't you remember me?"
Temple Yong was stunned for a long time and didn't remember who this person was.
After being reminded by Li Daben, the little devil pulled out the tortoise box at that time.
"Baga, it turns out to be you!"
If Li Dajeng hadn't thrown away the marching pot, he wouldn't have become the laughing stock of the entire army.
Now there are less than two or three hundred Japanese in charge, and they are so angry that they want to eat Li Daqing alive.
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?"
Lin Feng raised his hand just like a mouthful, and he dared to draw a gun at the Eighth Route Army. Why don't you want to live?
Isamu Terauchi was originally in a bad mood and got slapped in the face. He was just about to take action when he saw the medal on Lin Feng's chest, but he became honest at that time.
Even if they had the courage, they wouldn't dare to take action against the prince.
"We people need a piece of land. This task is left to you. We must have a house next to the river."
After handing over the task, Lin Feng went to check on his roasted leg of lamb.
But this little devil is so fucking stupid that he actually gathered his troops and prepared to carry out a raid.
"You are sick. I asked you to build a house for me. Why are you cleaning up?"
"I want to get rid of those people and just move in when the time comes."
This little devil's brain circuit is really fucking amazing. Lin Feng waved his hand directly, clearly saying, take him in and give him a beating.
The Eighth Route Army soldiers who were watching around him didn't tolerate him, so they dragged him in and gave him a blast.
Temple Yong crawled out with a bruised face and apologized profusely.
"Hurry up and eat, and we'll find land to build a house later!"
Lin Feng commanded the Eighth Route Army to turn around and enter the house. The little devils also dispersed on the spot. The prince lost his temper. Who dared to go out and sweep?
In the evening, Lin Feng found two young devils.
"Have you two been in love? How old are you?"
"I'm 15 and he's 16."
I think these two little guys are pretty good, and they look pretty. Lin Feng took out two sets of clothes and asked them to change into them.
"Come on, follow me to do something big!"
The two little devils didn't know what Lin Feng was going to do, but they had to follow the prince's instructions.
The two of them went straight to the widow's house in the village, and the two little devils kicked in the door.
The little widow screamed in fear, but what was really surprising was that a tall man came out of the little widow's house.
"Oh, let me wipe it!"
Lin Feng realized that the kid kicked the wrong door and ran away, but these two fools didn't understand.
They were beaten with sticks and hammers, and the two of them limped back.
"I already ran away, why didn't you two know how to run away?"
Lin Feng was helpless. How could there be such a stupid guy?
They called Digua and Huo Zheng over again, and then they found out the little widow's door. The two little devils kicked it open for a long time without opening it.
"What a waste."
Lin Feng stepped forward and kicked him away, shouting: "We are the Ninth Route Army. The next time I see you, we will bring out all the good food and drinks at home."
After saying that, he ran away, but the two fools were still watching, with Lin Feng tugging on their clothes.
Looking further, it is no longer the wooden stick like just now. It has to be chased by the villagers with knives!
It wasn't until they climbed up the hill that a few of them dared to stop and catch their breath.
In the village, the little widow's scolding and the villagers' roars were indeed heard...
