I want to be a good person

The Japanese soldiers were stumbling around, with arms and legs broken, and those behind them realized that they were not their own people.

"clap clap"

The continuous gunfire made the armor clank.

"Chase!"

The armored vehicle no longer slowed down and rumbled towards the city gate.

The Japanese and traitors at the city gate were on high alert and saw the armored vehicles rushing over with no signs of stopping.

"Snapped"

The Japanese fired warning shots into the air, signaling the vehicle to stop and check.

The common people were smarter and had already moved aside and squatted on the ground.

"shot."

"Da da da da da da."

Zhang Aiguo has always adhered to the principle of "the early bird catches the worm". He controlled the steering wheel with his right hand and drove straight forward. With his left hand, he used the viewing window to fire irregularly from the Type 96 light machine gun that had been set up in advance.

The bullets leaped and threatened.

After rushing out of the city gate, the Japanese behind us would catch up after a while. On rainy days, there were wheel tracks, and they could follow them.

Zhang Aiguo did not run far and saw no one around, so he put away the armored car and threw the fishing boat in the space into the Yellow River.

He took off the Japanese's Type 98 summer uniform, put on a coarse cloth jacket, put on a straw raincoat, put on a bamboo hat, held up the oars, and rowed towards the water.

A fishing net was cast for a long time, but no fish was caught.

The Japanese motorcycles and trucks splashed countless mud and water as they chased along the road.

Seeing that the Japanese had disappeared, the boat slowly rowed back to the city along the river.

The embankments on both sides of the river are dilapidated and look desolate.

The rain kept falling. When they got near Liji Bridge, Zhang Aiguo packed up his boat and raincoat and went ashore with only his bamboo hat.

If you have military notes, you can use them yourself and have a hot meal.

It was a small restaurant with a curtain hanging in front of the door. I lifted it and walked in.

"Boss, please bring us the steamed buns, fried bread, and fried dough sticks. Hurry up."

The shopkeeper looked at her clothes and said with a smile, "How about you pay the bill first?"

Dogs look down on people, but the way he is dressed now shows that he is poor and a hard worker.

"Take it."

Several military bills were placed on the table.

"Diandian, is that enough?"

"Enough, more than enough."

"It's good to have more, a bowl of good wine, and three more steamed buns."

"Please wait a moment. It will be ready soon."

The meat was simmering in the pot. After a while, the shopkeeper brought it up.

"Brother, have you made a fortune?"

"I am a poor commoner. I have made a fortune and picked up some foreign money. I have to come here to offer sacrifices to my internal organs."

"Where did you find this? I'd like to join in the fun, brother."

"Go, go, go, do whatever you need to do. I'm not targeting you. It's not easy for us poor people to compete for food."

Pengcheng Baozirou belongs to Shandong cuisine, and has its own merits compared to Quancheng Baozirou. Pengcheng’s dialect, diet and customs are similar to those of southern Shandong. It is a northern city belonging to a southern province.

"Then eat slowly."

There is no such thing as informing, the problem is that the smell of meat cannot be resisted.

The curtain was torn open, and two guys with shifty eyes and sly features came in. They were wearing white armbands, acting very arrogant and shouting.

"Hurry up, there are good wine and food waiting for you."

"Hurry up, or your store will be closed and you will go to jail."

The shopkeeper gave a bitter smile, thinking that today's work had been in vain and all the money earned in the next few days would be lost.

The traitors and the Japanese devils all eat and take things, fearing that the power in their hands will be gone.

He had a pistol slung across his waist, put his hat on the table, picked up the teapot and poured water, but half of it was gone.

A traitor stood up and walked to Zhang Aiguo's table, took the teapot away without even saying hello.

Zhang Aiguo picked up the bowl and was drinking. The spiciness of the Lao Baigan liquor made him gulp involuntarily.

"What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"

It is better to be lucky than to be early, and I hit the mark again.

Zhang Aiguo didn't say anything. He had to eat first.

"Heh! Can a person who exerts a lot of strength eat meat and drink alcohol? Could he have come from a crooked background?"

A traitor had a sinister look on his face, probably because he was scolded by the Japanese devils. The city was very lively today.

What is the crooked way?

A crow lands on a pig's back - it only sees the black in others.

Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?

The words turned over in my mind but I didn't say them out loud. It's better to have less trouble than more. This is a time of trouble in the city.

Seeing that Zhang Aiguo didn't say anything and was an honest man, they bullied him as much as possible. They went to the market to buy persimmons and only picked the soft ones to squeeze.

"My two bosses, it's not easy for the villagers. Please show some mercy. Please show some mercy. The dishes are here. Please enjoy your drinks first."

The traitor rolled his eyes, snorted, sat down heavily, took off his shoe and put one foot on the bench.

The moment he took off his shoes, the smell filled the room and made Zhang Aiguo almost vomit.

"Boss, can we please put on our shoes? We still need to eat."

"Squeak."

A traitor stood up suddenly, and the stool under his butt was pushed loudly, the friction sound was a bit annoying.

"Bagaya road!"

Hearing this, the two noses immediately stood up straight, and they puffed out their chests and held their heads high, but the confusion on their faces hadn't yet returned to normal.

Once a conditioned reflex is formed, you will have to slap him or her in the face or spank him or her frequently.

Why would you choose to be a good person instead of being a dog? You know, being a dog, getting beaten, scolded and physically punished, why do you have to endure this?

"Taijun, we are from the detective team and are currently on search duty. Our feet are tired so we came in to rest. What a coincidence that we happened to meet you here."

Two pugs, Zhang Aiguo thought about it, and there was nothing he could describe.

"Boss, go quickly and bring three more bowls of good wine."

The shopkeeper was smiling, but when he turned around, his face turned gloomy.

No, you need to add seasoning to the wine.

"You have worked hard."

"We are not tired, it is what we should do."

"Taijun is the one who has worked so hard, racking his brains for the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Belt. He should be well nourished."

"Cut me half a pound of dog meat and two bowls of cold noodles."

"Taijun, we two brothers would like to offer you a toast. Please give us some face."

What a humble tone.

You think about face, but Zhang Aiguo thinks about substance.

Zhang Aiguo took a sip and stopped drinking.

The detectives stepped forward quickly, respectfully.

How many people have taken photos with you?

"Let's go do our work first and come visit us later."

"Yoshi."

The dishes they ordered haven't arrived yet, so they hurry up and get ready.

"Go."

"Boss, serve the food to the locust army."

"Don't worry, the two bosses, we will definitely do it. We will definitely do it."

It is not easy to run a small restaurant, and it is currently operating in a bleak situation. In addition, the traitors and the Japanese often sell food on credit and write IOUs, but tax revenue does not decrease. The Japanese have come up with more excuses to forcibly collect grain money.

"Boss, tell the chef not to add any more ingredients. I am Chinese, a true Chinese. I'd be sorry if I drooled at the food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shopkeeper ran away, shouting loudly, "Don't let it go, don't make any mistakes."

What simple and unpretentious common people are. Even though they have some clever tricks, they can only cause a little trouble at most!

When will a group of Chinese people with different thoughts unite?

Killing two traitors is of little significance. Based on what he just said, Zhang Aiguo felt that he should give the shopkeeper a chance.

The bottom line at this moment has become even heavier!