I want to be a good person

The motorcycle exploded and thick smoke billowed.

"Hurry up and run. The Japanese are coming. No one will survive."

After hearing Zhang Aiguo's shouts, the frightened crowd climbed out of the car one after another. The young ones just jumped out and never came back.

Some people were panicked, sprained their ankles, stretched out their hands, and shouted for help, but no one paid any attention to them, as if birds and beasts had scattered away.

Unite?

The joke keeps happening before my eyes.

Human nature is selfish, and we place our hopes on………………

The first pot of gold is always bloody, and only those who are born at the finish line have the opportunity to achieve great things.

"This hero saved my life. I am so grateful for your kindness. I will definitely reward you handsomely."

……

"Oh, how much?"

Zhang Aiguo looked at the abandoned injured with amusement.

The other party kept chattering, trying to appeal to Zhang Aiguo's kindness and help him. Faced with the Japanese's quick response, any delay would be fatal.

"How about I give you a hand?"

"thanks, thanks."

The other party was so moved that he burst into tears and looked excited, but he saw Zhang Yuanguo walking up behind him with a gun.

"No, you can't kill me. I won't tell on you."

"You are the one who caused us all this."

The plea turned into a curse in an instant.

What a weird idea and thinking. Instead of cursing the Japanese who brought suffering, people resent those who extended a helping hand.

"I curse..."

Zhang Aiguo stood silently behind him, waiting for him to speak out his many inner thoughts. If he spoke them out, he would feel relieved and have less resentment, and perhaps he would be reborn into a good life.

Blessings are immeasurable!

"Snapped"

The body fell forward and onto the ground.

The resentful words stopped abruptly and left with reluctance.

Dying under Zhang Aiguo's gun is better than dying in the devil's prison, which is a painful life worse than death.

They gathered their guns and ammunition, and the motorcycle leading the way was blown to pieces, leaving scorching wreckage.

After changing into the Japanese's clothes, the Toyota truck turned and left. He picked up a handbook that was about the same height as the Japanese and memorized it.

In order to avoid arousing more suspicion from the Japanese, only guns and ammunition were taken away this time, otherwise it would cause trouble to the people entering and leaving the concession.

The appearance just now was about to be discarded and worn on a dead body.

There are more and more guns, but I can't exchange them for money, which makes me feel unhappy.

The Japanese soldiers are too poor and have no money, so it seems they still have to look for officials, each of whom is worth a lot of money.

"Yours, Missy, hurry up."

At a small restaurant, Zhang Aiguo got out of the car and asked the boss to serve the food.

"giggle"

A rooster is crowing.

Raising chickens is not easy. Grain production is low and there is not enough food for people, so where will the food come from to feed livestock and poultry?

"Hey, the chicken is working so hard, it's dead."

The shop owner looked embarrassed, because that was a chicken butt bank.

The Japanese were committing the evil act of killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. During the strategic stalemate phase, they were engaging in endless plunder.

Ever since the plan to destroy China in three months failed, the Japs have seen things more clearly and launched the Golden Lily Plan, preparing for defeat before victory.

The strategic vision of the Japanese is just like the fools that have been promoted. They have been making preparations for both situations. This is a successful strategic deception that has blinded the eyes of the world, but they are still complacent.

Won tactically, lost strategically!

In other words, we won in local strategy but lost in overall strategy!

"Um"

To successfully play the role of a Japanese devil, you must first be brutal and violent.

"Bar"

Zhang Aiguo took out his turtle box and slammed it on the table. He didn't dare use the Type 94, for fear that if he fired it right, it would accidentally go off and hit himself, which would be very embarrassing.

"Taijun, right away, right away."

The boss lowered his head, fire in his eyes, forced a smile on his face and spoke soft words.

"Let me see."

Zhang Aiguo was worried that adding extra condiments would not kill him but would make him sick.

It is routine for the chef to add bird's nest, pot ash and raw water.

"Yoshi, you have a great conscience."

He spoke in an awkward Concordat dialect and stared at the shop owner, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Butcher the chicken, boil water, remove the feathers, and gut it. Heat oil in a pan, simmer it, and then throw in a few potatoes.

The aroma slowly overflowed, and the owner's children drooled.

Natural, organic and pollution-free, much better than special supplies. It does not require high technology or hard work, so the treatment is a bit high.

Suppress the kindness in your heart, don't give candy, and don't feel pity for your child, as this will only harm your child.

"Yours, go away, it's too dirty."

A tattered old cotton-padded jacket, which I don't know where it came from. It is big and long, with countless patches on it, and it is black and dirty.

The yellow snot that crossed the river was sucked up and down, and the hair was messy.

The shop owner picked up a piece of firewood and hit the child. The child's eyes were filled with tears and he dared not make a sound.

"roll"

A disguised form of protection. The Japanese are here to wipe us out, so no one dares to provoke us.

"Yoshi"

The hatred in the shop owner's heart was reflected in the spatula, which he worked on enthusiastically, making a banging sound.

The opinions given by the Japanese senior advisors on how to rule and manage were fully accepted and implemented without any compromise.

"Damn little Japs, they're so fucking cunning, I can't even add some saliva to them."

"Boss, what should I do if you don't pay me for killing the chicken?"

"Don't even mention giving money. If you get mad, you can set us on fire and burn us to death. Just consider it bad luck."

The family watched Zhang Aiguo sitting there eating and drinking. Yes, Zhang Aiguo also ordered a bottle of rice wine.

"Drink, drink this coward to death."

"I really want to kill him."

"Boss, don't think like that. We still have children. How can we survive when they are still young?"

"Ugh!"

A long sigh, filled with unspeakable sorrow and grief!

If you have no worries and choose to lie down, will you resist under oppression?

Those who abandoned their families and children to become officials may not have considered it a concern from the beginning. Women are everywhere, young and even younger.

Men are more loyal and always like young and beautiful women, and this will not change due to time, place or status.

"Yoshi, your craftsmanship is very good."

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhang Aiguo stood up shakily, said a few words of praise and walked towards the truck.

"Taijun."

The shop owner wanted to follow and ask for money, but was pulled back by the woman.

"Boss, forget it. We can't afford to offend. This is for the sake of the children."

"Little devil, I'll fuck your grandma, you'll die a miserable death."

He turned back to the store to sharpen his kitchen knife to vent his sadness.

Hearing the sound of knife sharpening coming from the backyard, the woman dared not persuade him anymore and looked in the direction of the truck with tearful eyes.

Hey, the Japanese took out a cigarette and some things fell out.

I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully, and indeed, they looked like dollars and banknotes.

Apparently the Japanese didn't notice, as they were drunk, and they just watched the truck creeping away.

The woman ran forward quickly and took out two dollars and a small stack of military notes.

He clenched it tightly in his hand, looked around, saw no one there, pretended nothing had happened, and went back to the store.

She was extremely excited and quickly ran towards her man.

"Boss, the little Japanese took out his cigarette and dropped something, look."

In his left hand were two silver dollars, and in his right hand was a stack of military notes.

"Damn, damn those little Japs!"