"Okay! Okay! Good men don't fight with women. So what do you say!" Xu San naturally won't fight with a brainless fan. We have seen too many of them in future generations. If you want to fight with such a brainless fan, it will only encourage him even more. Their arrogance.
"I told the truth!"
The little girl put away the gun again, with a proud look on her face, like a little rooster.
"Let's just say it goes well."
Xu Sanying responded and started to take money out of his pocket.
Wow, a handful.
Wow, another one.
Beautiful, so much money!
"Stop counting. If you have anything to count, tell me what counts!"
The little girl was reluctant and dissatisfied with Xu San's vague words.
"It's really troublesome. To put it simply, your brother Li was fine when I was separated from him. As for whether he can pass through the blockade, I don't know."
"I knew it was okay. With Brother Li's skills, he would be able to pass through the blockade safely and deliver the things out."
Xu San didn't answer and continued to count the money.
I gained a lot today, most of which were given by several puppet army team leaders.
While counting, I was thinking about whether I should go to Taiyuan to buy some goods to enrich my grocery store, and then quit my part-time job as a puppet soldier.
No, the puppet troops will do it again!
This skin is very convenient. In the future, if you spend some money to smooth things over and apply for a leave of absence without pay, you can still live in Ping'an County.
"Hey, do you think I don't exist? Does money look better than me?"
The little girl was very dissatisfied. From the moment Xu San entered the room, she was concentrating on counting the money and didn't look at her at all.
This made her quite dissatisfied as she thought she was just a flower in the county brigade.
Isn't this girl good-looking?
"What's your surname, girl? How old are you? Can you be married to someone else?"
Xu San pretended to have money, sat on the chair solemnly, and stared at the little girl intently.
"My surname is Tian Xue, I am 17 this year."
"Little brat, from the Children's League?"
"You...you...you're a little brat! You're in the Children's League!"
"You're all a brat if you're under 18!"
Xu San now maintains most of the logic he had before time traveling. He is underage before he turns 18 and is a brat!
"Eighteen kids are running everywhere, you bad old man, how old are you?"
For some reason, Tian Xue felt like she was at odds with the unidentified guy in front of her.
Say he is one of our own, right?
But I don't like it at first glance. Yesterday, he took advantage of me, and his technique seemed quite skillful.
At first glance, he looks like an old prostitute.
"I'm twenty-two, right?"
Xu San is not sure. These days, time passes very vaguely. Day by day, he basically spends his time in a state of confusion.
"You are so old and haven't gotten married yet. I think you must have a pockmarked face."
Tian Yu raised the kerosene lamp and turned the flame to the maximum. The room was much brighter!
"Why did you pick such a big one, you prodigal old bitch?"
"Pick it up and see if your face is pockmarked." As he said that, he put the kerosene lamp in front of Xu San.
"Ah~ah~~ah~~ghost!"
With a scream, Tian Yu fainted.
Xu San had quick hands and eyes, stretched out his hand to support her, and then put her on the kang.
He took a breath.
not dead!
Xu San scratched his head and was at a loss.
Why am I a ghost, or is there really a ghost in this room?
Could it be that you killed that little devil yesterday?
Hey~
I didn't think about it for a while, but when I woke up this unfortunate child, the whole thing came to light.
He pinched the philtrum with his fingers and pressed hard.
After about half a minute, Tian Yu woke up and said, "It hurts!".
Opening his eyes faintly, he saw Xu San's face again, "Ah, ghost!"
Immediately afterwards, he shrank to the corner of the kang at an extremely fast speed and shivered, like a frozen chicken.
"Don't come here. I didn't kill you. Don't come to me!"
Tian Yu trembled and muttered.
Depend on!
Finally I know how the original owner died!
The emotional murderer is here!
But looking at Tian Xue's cowardice, Xu San felt that she would never be a ruthless person who would quietly rub people's necks.
After thinking about it, Xu San adjusted the brightness of the kerosene lamp with his hands behind his back, making the light in the whole room flicker.
Atmosphere comes first. At least there are lights now. It would be even more perfect if there was some BGM.
"┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~," a roar started, "I died... so miserably, my throat hurts! It was you... you cut it I left a lot of blood in my throat~~, now the underworld won’t accept me, I want to suck your blood...┗|｀O′|┛Ouch~~”
"No, no! Don't suck my blood!"
"I want blood, a lot of blood, or the underworld won't accept it!"
The deep voice and the flickering lights made Tian Yu even more frightened.
"If you want blood, you can suck the blood of the Japanese!"
The disaster was diverted to the east, and Tian Yu instantly felt like he was an anti-Japanese hero.
Unfortunately, the ghost in front of him didn't buy it: "The ghost's blood type is wrong!"
"What about the blood of livestock, chickens, sheep?"
"I have no money! I am a poor man!"
He turned out to be a poor man.
It's easy to deal with poor people, but money can make people go around, and money can naturally buy my life.
"Snapped"
Tian Yu touched his pocket and threw out two strip-shaped yellow objects.
Damn it, little yellow croaker!
Xu San's eyes widened after looking at the two small yellow croakers thrown out by Tian Yu!
Didn’t it mean that the Eighth Route Army was very poor?
How come this random girl has little yellow croakers on her body?
The accounting office of the county brigade?
impossible.
The accountant can't be so young!
She can't be such a frizzy yellow-haired girl.
Since she is not an accountant, it means that Tian Xue is a rich woman.
Look carefully,
Although Tian Xue's skin looked dark and gloomy, it was unexpectedly delicate, and the lower part of her neck was unexpectedly white and tender.
My makeup skills are not good.
They are not on the same level as those little cowards in Hengdian.
Sure, this is a rich woman who can save men twenty years of hard work!
I put away the small yellow croaker and took a bite.
Leave a small tooth mark.
Seeing Xu San biting the gold, Tian Xue's body stopped shaking and her waist straightened.
The angry words came out with confidence.
Money can make the world go round, but the ancients will not deceive me.
"After you suck chicken blood, hurry up and be reincarnated. Remember to be a good person in your next life, and don't be a puppet soldier. Otherwise, you won't know how you will die!"
Pick up the small yellow croaker, put it in your pocket, and put it in your bag.
Xu Sanmei, is this a huge amount of income, or a business without capital!
With this money, Xu San felt that he could even recruit a team.
A fake team!
Although there are many weapons in the warehouse that can be converted, they are all useless.
There is no way out, use one and lose the other!
Fake!
Counterfeiting!
Selling fake!
That’s the kingly way!
This is the correct way to open Golden Finger.
In Xu San's two days of experiments, the fakes in the warehouse can be converted as long as they look similar, and even missing a few parts doesn't matter.
In other words, it can be made in this world!
There shouldn't be much of a problem in making over 1,800 fake guns out of wood, all handmade.
If the craftsmanship is better, the cannon will be fine.
Facing the dim light, Tian Xue secretly glanced at Xu San's ferocious face.
The little rich woman began to tremble again, and her little mind began to think about the legendary things.
Could it be that...this guy is not only a poor guy, but also a pervert? ! The poor can be sent away with gold, but what about the perverts? Thinking of this, the little rich woman couldn't help but tighten the buttons on her chest.
"Why don't you leave? I...I...have given you money!"
"Where am I going? This is my home!"
Xu San was not going to pretend anymore. If he continued to scare her, the little rich woman might bite her tongue and commit suicide.
"your home?"
"Of course it's my house, is it possible that it's yours? It's not impossible if you insist on becoming the hostess here."
The little rich woman's head was still in a panic state at this time. As a young woman, she had not experienced the baptism of the bloody TV series of later generations, so she was still confused about what was happening in front of her. As for Xu San's last words to tease her, she didn't quite understand them.
Generation gap!
The generation gap of the times!
"I'm not a ghost!" Xu San made it clear directly to prevent the little rich woman from thinking too much.
"You're not a ghost?"
"I have a shadow!" Xu San shook the lamp in his hand, and the long shadow extended to the window.
"But I...I remember...you should be dead, and I handled your body with my own hands!"
Xu San nodded, "Just think I'm acting."
"But...but, I saw your blood spurting out, Lao Gao, everywhere!"
"Just think of it as a prop for pretending to be dead! Well, a prop for acting!"
"What props can make the blood spurt so high? If you don't explain it clearly to me, you...you are..." The little rich woman looked at Xu San's shadow, "Puppy! "
"It's actually very simple. Prepare the blood bag in advance, apply enough air pressure, and hide it in your clothes." Xu San gestured at the chest, then stretched out his fingers and pressed it on his throat: "Then do it on the neck. A mechanism, when you need to use it, just touch the mechanism, and blood will spurt out. Of course, you cannot use real blood, because real blood will coagulate."
Xu Sanbi described to the little rich woman the principle and use of a film and television prop.
The reason why he patiently told this is because it is not easy to explain a person's resurrection from the dead.
The little rich woman thought about the blood-spraying props described by Xu San, and after thinking for a while, she roughly figured out what was going on.
"Then why are you pretending to be dead!"
"Damn it, I get so damn angry when I mention this. Do you know how hard it was to prepare that prop? I originally thought... forget it, you didn't mean it."
In the little rich woman's mind, the troublesome prop Xu San made to pretend to be dead must be related to an important task, but she accidentally destroyed it, which made her feel guilty. .
"Then... it won't delay your mission, right?"
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. Oh, by the way, it wasn't Brother Li who wiped my neck that day, right?"
The little rich woman shook her head: "No!"
Xu San didn't ask any more questions. The same sentence should be applied to him.
Asking too many questions will make people suspect that his identity is unknown. Although he has a Chinese heart and has killed two Japanese, he has no organization.
Without establishment, they are still a puppet army.
This is a disadvantage in this era!
Tian Xue, who gradually regained her composure, began to look at Xu San carefully.
A seemingly ungrateful face, but with a hint of composure and wisdom that belies his age.
There seems to be an unknown secret behind the careless appearance.
Can't see through!
Tian Xue felt that the person in front of him was even more elusive than his father.
What seems right is not right, what seems evil is not evil.
After thinking about it, the little rich woman remembered that she had just handed over two small yellow croakers.
But when he looked at Xu San's look of needing a beating, he knew he would not come back, but she refused to give up: "Then, give me back my little yellow croaker!"
"Are you the accountant of the county brigade?"
"no!"
"Then these two little yellow croakers are operational funds?"
"No, that's my own money, please pay me back!"
OK!
It's not public money, so I feel at ease.
It is impossible to pay back the money. How can it be possible to pay back the money that falls into your own pocket?
Besides, this is what you gave me willingly.
But in order to express his gratitude, Xu San decided to treat the little rich woman to a meal of instant noodles.
Picking up the clothes from the bed, "Are you hungry? I'll feed you below?"
"You're not hungry, please pay me back!"
Gululu~
The little rich woman's stomach growled uncontrollably.
She was indeed hungry, very hungry. I haven't eaten since last night.
In a strange place, either puppet troops or Japanese soldiers were conducting a full-scale manhunt for her outside. This made her afraid to leave the house at all. She even went to the latrine in secret, for fear of being discovered.
It was a good thing that Xu San didn't mention eating noodles. When he mentioned eating noodles, his body unnaturally felt an indescribable hunger.
"You say you don't want it, but your body is very honest! Hey, wait, don't run around, you still have injuries on your feet."
After putting on his clothes, Xu San walked out.
The little rich woman didn't know that in a few words, he was teased by Xu San again.
Waiting is hard, especially waiting with expectations.
While Xu San was out, Tian Yu suddenly felt that this house was extremely scary.
The flickering lights, the whistling wind, and the creaking door.
Each one of them was tugging at her heartstrings, not to mention that just now Xu San was pretending to be a ghost to scare her.
In order to embolden herself, she kept repeating, "He is a human, not a ghost..."
Twenty minutes later, she finally waited for Xu San carrying two large bowls.
A bowl of instant noodles, a bowl of pimple soup, both have an attractive red soup, and also exude an attractive aroma.
The little rich woman prides herself on seeing the world, but she has never seen noodle soup with such an alluring fragrance since she was a child.
Swallowed.
Swallowed again.
Wipe it with your sleeve, then turn your head: "Just so so!"
Oops, still a tsundere.
Xu San couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Tian Xue's behavior, "Which one do you want to eat, pimple soup or noodles?"
"Noodles! Didn't you say you would give me some food?"
"Okay, I'll give it to you!" Xu San smiled evilly and took a sip of the pimple soup.
Tian Xue always felt that something was wrong, especially Xu San's unflattering smile, which made her feel that she was being taken advantage of.
Could it be that he drugged my face?
snort!
Forgive him for not daring!
The little rich woman closed her eyes and took a sip of noodle soup.
The rich fragrance exploded in her mouth instantly, making her feel a little ecstasy.
Tap tap tap mouth, another mouthful of noodles!
Cool!
When the noodles are eaten together with the soup, a warm current rises from the stomach, making the whole body feel warm.
Feeling comfortable, at this moment Tian Yu seemed to feel that all the complaints he had towards Xu San had disappeared after a single meeting.
The bowl of instant noodles was quickly eaten, not even the noodle soup was left.
This is the first time in more than ten years that she has eaten so comfortably.
He licked his lips, as if he still needed some.
But being well-educated, she was too embarrassed to ask for it again. She put the bowl and chopsticks in place and said, "Thank you." Then she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her mouth, "I didn't expect you to have such skills!"
