My dad's lieutenant seems to be a time traveler

fifteen,

Zhang Wensheng's kick combined with this voice was so powerful that it was enough to frighten the loaded bandits all over the room to freeze, and none of them could react immediately and shoot.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone was dumbfounded.

This Adjutant Zhang, after yelling, immediately became full of official authority, put on the attitude of looking at people with his chin up, and asked: "Who is the shopkeeper of you guys?"Our young marshal just sat in the room, and there was no one who came forward to greet him and burn incense.Afraid we ate up your family's wealth or something?Will you look at the picture?Can you be a human being?ah?

There was another silence, and there was a clanging sound, as if someone missed the gun and fell directly to the ground.

Zhang Wensheng didn't bow his head, and didn't grab the gun, he just stood there in a big way.All the things that happened in our room just now, the whole guy survived, his finger was almost chopped off--it didn't seem to have happened.

After the silence, I heard clearly that a man with a local accent carefully said, "Brother, do you know me well?"Which lock to rely on, how many sticks of incense to burn?

I understood at once that the person surnamed Zhang was probably talking about their gangster slang, and now the two sides are on the same page.

Zhang Wensheng turned his back to me, and he didn't know which face he was wearing at this time.I saw him raise his hand and flick his shoulder twice: What are you thinking?Brother is driving a big boat now, have you seen it?How many times have you seen this color?Let me point out the truth to you, the one in there who was burned by you is Cao Yu, the son of Marshal Cao, and everyone in the world knows about it—how many newspapers have you read?No one released the Tong family matter?Open your dog eyes and see clearly, who is the true Buddha!It's time to burn incense and incense, how to do it, you should weigh it yourself.

After speaking, I thought he would do something, but in the end, he didn't do anything.As soon as the man turned around and paced around empty-handed, he actually walked back toward me.

I whispered to him: You you you, why are you back?

Zhang Wensheng answered me quickly, suppressing his voice: I've done what I can do.Young commander, it's up to you now.

what did I say? !

He said: Be good to your unreasonable Young Marshal Cao, isn't this what you are best at?

I'm not even sure what he said to the bandits just now. I wanted to hold him and ask him clearly. I feel that there are so many people with guns and knives outside. If they rush in, they can chop us into mincemeat. How can I have time? Ask me, think about it.

Time was urgent, so I only asked him one more question.

I asked: Brother Sheng, did I die tonight?

Zhang Wensheng immediately said: No!

Then he picked up Shen Weiren, who was disheveled and ignorant, from the ground, and threw him directly into my arms: It's your turn!

I was so frightened by him that I almost didn't know how to take this scene with this person.

Don't let me think about it too much, because there are already two bandit leaders who are dressed like Shen Weiren, looking into the room.

I only have Shen Weiren in my hand, and I didn't want to use him to block the gun. I gritted my teeth in desperation, and grabbed someone Shen who would not teach him to slide down. I was facing the bandits who came in. I stretched out my hand on his bare belly. touched it.

It felt weird to the touch, slippery and cold, I felt like I was touching a snake.At first I wanted to get rid of it quickly, so I immediately flung it away, throwing the person to the ground, and I sat on the edge of the kang, with a big horse and a golden knife, and leaned across my body.

I don't look at those bandits, and I dare not look at them.With my eyes floating around, I said to Zhang Wensheng: What the hell is that place?Only these few goods!Not fun, I want to go back.

Shen Weiren still didn't wake up, he rolled on the ground and fell into a big sleep, everyone could see that his clothes were all torn, it was quite cold, but he was basically half naked.

Zhang Wensheng raised his fist and blocked his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to laugh or vomit.He nodded, turned to face the bandit who was slowly walking in, put his hands behind his back, and announced: The young commander said that he wants to go back.

Word by word, he announced Shiping without a tone.

The bandits looked at each other in blank dismay, but as soon as they came in, they saw three lying on the ground, none of them alive or dead, and they couldn't figure out what I had done to them.For a while, no one dared to turn their faces.

I jumped off the kang, my eyes were still wandering, I didn't look at anyone, and I swayed forward.When I got to the side with Zhang Wensheng, I saw that I was about to plunge into the bandits, I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say anything, just coughed dryly.

Zhang Wensheng received the play very well, and immediately said: "Young Marshal said, I don't want to do anything right now, so let your shopkeeper come and see him first."

There was a young bandit who was innocent and cute. At this moment, he interjected: "Young commander didn't say anything, did you?"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped across the face by the palm next to him, and tears fell down his face.

The man who beat him was dressed in black silk, which was exactly the same as Shen Weiren's. At first glance, it was likely that the jacket was ordered by the same tailor.This person had a revolver in his hand, and at this time, Tete turned the muzzle of the gun downwards to show his sincerity in the negotiation.

With the pistol hanging on his knuckles, he cupped his hands towards us: My son, He Laosan, there is no one in charge of this bureau, and it is the second brother Shen who leads everyone to beat and burn incense.Since Second Brother Shen doesn't fit the young marshal's vision, I'm in charge here.The second brother Shen offended the young marshal, and the brothers didn't want to. We all know your affairs well, and we don't really want to make such an enemy with you.Otherwise, you can set a price and let us have a yard, and spare Brother Shen this time, do you always look at it?

I was stunned, what does he mean?Could it be that you plan to have a private affair with me and Zhang Wensheng?They tied my ticket, but the tone at this moment seems to be that I tied their ticket.

I glanced at Zhang Wensheng, who happened to be looking at me too.He raised his eyebrows, meaning to ask me to speak, but I couldn't say anything, I could only grunt again.

Zhang Wensheng said to himself: Mr. He, did your people burn our young marshal first?Look at this head, it's bleeding.The commander has [-] battalions and [-] German guns, which are stationed in Jiuli Mountain. When they come over, they can raze the small enclosures here to the ground.Make an offer?It's too easy, isn't it?

Although my father had many soldiers, he did not have as many as eighty battalions. As for the German artillery, it is even more impossible to have thirty.Now that the play has come to the present state, I can't just let Zhang Wensheng sing blindly.

I was afraid that he would collapse, so I quickly stopped him, pretending to be very impatient, and interrupted him: It is necessary to donate some military expenses, and it is also to ensure the peace of this side.I don't think it's okay to just contribute military expenses.

I bumped Zhang Wensheng with my elbow to signal him to shut up, then I pretended to grin my mouth, licked my own tooth blade, and then, with a lot of effort, forced out a laugh.

I tried my best to fake a smile and said: I want the money.However, I still want a few good-looking and capable people to stand by my side and serve day and night.

Finally, I waved my hand and looked at them generously: just take it as a call for security.Like you old He, first give a battalion commander.

After I finished speaking, I felt Zhang Wensheng's fingers sticking to my lower back and crawling. Before I could take a step to avoid it, he had already grabbed the fingers that I had saved heroically through my clothes. He scratched the fleshy skin on my waist and twisted it viciously.

I stomped in pain.The main thing is not to have a bad show, I don't want to turn against him on the spot, so I can only slip around and avoid it.

While exhaling the pain, I yelled: Whether there is a battalion commander or not depends on whether you can do this for me!