I am a wolf warrior

"Everything will be handled by the adjutant."

When he said this, Liang Maoyuan had a flattering expression on his face.

But in his heart, Liang Maoyuan was secretly ruthless.

On the day of the opening of the meeting, I got rid of your coercion, and backhandedly took the Japanese military police to arrest you. At that time, I will kill you one by one with my own hands!

Wang Ye also smiled without saying a word.

Opening day of the meeting?I'm afraid you won't be able to wait.

Wang Ye said, "Commander Liang, what is my identity now?"

Liang Maoyuan said: "Your name is Liang Ye, and you are also my distant nephew. You are my newly promoted adjutant."

"It seems that Commander-in-Chief Liang has a pretty good memory." Wang Ye tugged at the major's "pseudo-military uniform" and said, "We're almost at the station, so you should prepare yourself."

Soon, the special train stopped on the platform.

When Liang Maoyuan walked off the special train with Wang Ye and Wei Dayong, the entire train station had been cleared, and the platform was already full of staff picking up the train.

"Hello, Commander-in-Chief Liang, my humble Yang Congwen."

"He is the Deputy Secretary-General of the Shanghai Special Municipal Government."

"At the order of Deputy Mayor Xiao, I have been waiting here for a long time."

A young man with parted hair stepped forward to introduce himself, pointed to the Japanese beside him and said, "This is Yajiro Kai, a senior advisor to the Economics Department of the Shanghai Special Municipal Government."

"And this one is..." Just as he was about to continue the introduction, he was interrupted by Liang Maoyuan.

"Deputy Secretary-General Yang, there's no need to continue the introduction." Liang Maoyuan said impatiently, "I'm just here for a meeting, and I'm not interested in socializing with you people from the Shanghai Special Municipal Government."

"Uh..." Yang Congwen immediately froze there.

This Commander-in-Chief Liang is a little unreasonable.

Liang Maoyuan said again: "Also, I will not stay in the hotel arranged by you."

"I heard that the law and order in Shanghai is not very good, so I will live on the special train for the past few days, and I will attend the three days when the meeting is officially held."

"If you have anything, you can find my adjutant."

Having said this, Liang Maoyuan said to Wang Ye again: "Adjutant Liang, I leave it to you."

After finishing speaking, Liang Maoyuan snorted and returned to the special train "under the protection" of Wei Dayong.

Yang Congwen and other pick-up personnel were left hanging on the platform, looking at each other in blank dismay, and the Japanese consultant named Kai Mijiro even scolded Baga Yalu.

"I also ask Deputy Secretary-General Yang and everyone for your forgiveness."

Wang Ye said with a smile: "The commander-in-chief was a little frightened near Nanxiang, so it's inevitable that there will be some shadows. But don't worry, everyone will be fine in a few days, and the meeting will definitely not be delayed."

"So that's how it is." Yang Congwen suddenly understood.

Ganqing was attacked by guerrillas in the suburbs of Shanghai.

But Sunan's guerrillas are getting bolder and bolder.

How dare you go to the vicinity of Nanxiang to attack the special train of important officials?

"It's because we didn't entertain enough." Yang Congwen said hastily, "I will report the truth to Deputy Mayor Xiao later and ask the police station to strengthen security patrols in the suburbs."

"Deputy Secretary-General Lao Yang and you are here."

"It's okay, it's what we should do."

The pick-up personnel dispersed one after another, and Yang Congwen was the last to leave.

Looking at Yang Congwen's back, Wang Ye suddenly felt moved and said, "Deputy Secretary-General Yang."

"Huh?" Yang Congwen was well-mannered and would not offend any small person. Hearing the sound, he turned around and asked with a smile, "Adjutant Liang, what else do you want?"

"I really want to trouble you with something small."

Wang Ye said, "Can I borrow a car?"

"Borrow a car?" Yang Congwen responded immediately, "It's a trivial matter, do you want it now?"

Wang Ye came over and said in a low voice, "To be honest, I have ordered Mrs. Ru to go to the French Concession to choose some Rui Fuxiang's cheongsams for her."

"Understand, understand, understand."

Yang Congwen patted Wang Ye's shoulder lightly.

There was a look on my face that I knew very well.

Yang Congwen left a special car for Wang Ye on the spot.

This car not only has a Chinese border pass, but also a special pass for the public concession and the French concession, and the entire Shanghai Beach can be passed without hindrance.

For Yang Congwen, this is really a trivial matter.

But it was a great help to Wang Ye.

A moment later, Wang Ye drove the Ford sedan away from Zhabei Railway Station.

Wei Dayong and Wang Xikui also went out together. Of course, both of them were wearing puppet army uniforms at this time, and their identities were also officers of Liang Maoyuan's guard company.

By the way,

Liang Maoyuan's guards are being imprisoned on a small island in Weishan Lake.

Now the "guards" next to Liang Maoyuan are the guards pretended to be by the Wolf Warriors, but no one knows.

Wang Ye was driving the car, driving south along Beisichuan Road. Wei Dayong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and Wang Xikui, who was in the back seat, kept exclaiming.

"Wow, what a wide road!"

"Wow, what a tall building!"

"Wow, so many girls!"

Wang Ye couldn't stand it anymore.

"Okay, stop wow wow wow."

"Just like a farmer who has never seen the world."

These words immediately drew backs from Wei Dayong and Wang Xikui.

"That said, Xizi and I were originally farmers, right?"

"That's right, not everyone can have a good background like you."

"Reincarnation is a technical job, and the two of us don't have the skills of the captain."

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, the car had already passed the Li Ferry Bridge and entered the International Settlement.

The armed personnel of the Wan Guo Merchant Corps guarding the bridge just looked at the license plate and let them go.

Obviously, this group of Italian soldiers had already memorized the license plate, and they didn't want to provoke them if they had nothing to do.

In the end, Shanghai is a place where good and evil are mixed, and anything can happen. Even the mercenaries of the Wanuo Merchant Group have learned that it is better to do less than to do more.

After crossing the Li Ferry Bridge, the street suddenly became crowded.

Not only are the streets bustling with people, but the streets are also crowded with people.

Most were homeless people who had fled into the International Settlement.

Seeing this, Wei Dayong and Wang Xikui immediately fell silent, not interested in talking any more.

After crossing at least nine crossroads and a steel bridge, we entered the French Concession, and then came across a contingent of students collecting donations.

Dozens of young men and women stretched out a huge canvas and were slowly walking through the street.

There is also a very beautiful female student with short hair who is walking at the front of the line, holding a loudspeaker and giving impassioned speeches and collecting donations.

"Fathers and folks in Shanghai."

"Men and boys from all over the country."

"You must remember the Miller Review seven days ago."

"You must still remember that photo, you must still remember the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

"That's right, it is the army that severely injured the Japanese devils on Zhengtai Road and seized a mountain of weapons and equipment. They have shown the prestige of our Chinese army!"

Wei Dayong and Wang Xikui revived instantly with full blood.

"Captain." Wei Dayong bumped Wang Ye with his elbow, and whispered, "Tell me."

"Monk, you are really shameless." Wang Xikui said angrily, "You are talking about the 386th brigade."

Wei Dayong smiled and said, "I belong to the 386th Brigade. Doesn't the 386th Brigade mean me?"

"Damn, your logic is a bit awesome?" Wang Ye said, "Then you have two fucking legs, but whoever has two legs is you?"

"Toad." Wang Xikui laughed, "A toad has two legs."

"Xizi, you are the toad, the toad wants to eat swan meat." Wei Dayong cursed, "You have been staring at that girl just now, and your eyeballs are protruding."

"No way." Wang Xikui flatly denied it.

"Is there a beautiful girl? Where is it? Let me see?"

Wang Ye held the steering wheel with both hands and turned to look out the window.

Then he really saw a beautiful landscape.

People and cars passed by, and the girl turned her head to look at Wang Ye.

Because of this, Wang Ye could see more clearly, this is really...a classic beauty.

Willow leaf eyebrows, small cherry mouth, oval face, and big watery eyes.

The clothes on his body are also classic school clothes, dark blue slanted collar cotton jacket, black knee-length skirt without pleats, white embroidered socks and round-toe cloth shoes, classic Republic of China style!

The female student's speech continued.

"But, do you know?"

"Now the 386th Brigade is in trouble."

"In the last battle, many brave fighters of the 386th Brigade were seriously injured."

"But there is no medicine in the field hospitals of the Eighth Route Army. Those seriously injured can only undergo surgery without anesthesia, or even amputate their limbs. My fellow citizens, can you imagine the pain?"

"There are still many wounded who died because of lack of anti-inflammatory drugs."

"They didn't fall on the battlefield, but on the hospital bed."

"My fellow citizens, we cannot allow our heroes to shed both blood and tears."

"My fellow citizens, we must do what we can to save our heroes."

"Please stretch out your hands. The power of one person is insignificant, but the power of a thousand or 1 people is a torrent that can move mountains and seas!"

Accompanied by girls' impassioned speeches,

More and more citizens crowded onto the street.

Also, the tall buildings on both sides of the street began to be crowded with people.

While watching, a child threw a horn towards the stretched canvas.

In the next moment, one by one, pieces of ocean, and pieces of French currency fell on the canvas one after another, and even a middle-aged man threw a gold chain from a tall building on the side of the street.

In a blink of an eye, all kinds of coins were thrown on the huge canvas.

"Thank you uncle, thank you aunt, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Tears welled up in the female student's big eyes, and she kept bowing to thank her.

At the same time, he promised: "Don't worry, everyone, we will never waste any penny. We will definitely use every penny to buy medicines and send them to the Eighth Route Army!"

The expressions of Wei Dayong and Wang Xikui became serious.

Wang Yexin also felt a little emotional, this is the Chinese nation.

Usually, nothing can be seen, but when the nation is in crisis, it can always be united and united. If there is a strong leadership core, the Chinese nation will be invincible!

"Dingling!" The bicycle bell rang suddenly, accompanied by the scolding sound of rolling away.

A group of hooligans wearing black bloomers and jackets with double breasts passed by the car on bicycles, and a few sentences of the conversation could be vaguely heard.

"Listen up, make your movements smooth!"