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People's Square is surrounded by Japanese soldiers at this moment, and the people in the South are isolated and are not allowed to approach.

The police in Nanshi only maintained order on the periphery and did not dare to argue with the Japanese. As for the Zhongyi Army established by Zhang Xiaoming, although they had weapons in their hands, they did not dare to take action. After all, it was the Japanese territory.

Zhang Xiaoming was wearing a green military uniform and named himself a general, with three golden five-pointed stars hanging on his shoulders.

He kept his waist tightly and walked with great confidence, but he was no longer angry when facing the Japanese.

I was isolated from the Japanese and was very angry and said a few words from time to time.

He naturally knew whether Yan Wenchuan died or not. Zhang Qiangwei had told him a long time ago, so she didn't panic.

Yan Wenchuan pushed the crowd away and glanced at the soldiers of the military police headquarters, Yuki Furukawa, who was stuck in a dead face, was knocking on the stone statue.

After scanning the scene, I saw Zhang Xiaoming cursing, and stepped to him and patted his shoulder.

"That bastard-"

Zhang Xiaoming was cursing, but suddenly he was disturbed by someone. He opened his mouth and scolded him. He turned around and was shocked when he saw the person coming.

"Sister-Brother-in-law--"

"Ah, brother-in-law! You are back, it's so great. If you don't come back, you will be snatched up by others in Nanshi."

Zhang Xiaoming was still very excited when he saw Yan Wenchuan appear. His face was full of smiles and he was very kind to hold his arm.

"Yeah, how are your sister okay?"

"Okay, I can eat and sleep, and I'm with a pig..." Ba, and said, "No, my sister misses you every day, and she's getting thinner and can't eat, and she's not going to be able to do it."

This child, Yan Wenchuan twitched his mouth, what brother-in-law is running on the train.

“What’s the situation?”

When I was asking, I glanced around and found that the strength of a squadron was a bit troublesome.

Zhang Xiaoming briefly reported the matter and understood it. Wang Zhaoming was going to pick peaches. He thought it was beautiful. He didn't say that he had to complete the task, and he couldn't hand it over easily without the task.

"Go and gather troops!"

"yes!"

Zhang Xiaoming even gave a not-so-standard military salute and ran to call someone.

After several months of formation, the Loyal Army has begun to take shape. The number of people is controlled within 1,000. Two reorganized regiments, all of which are British light machine guns, are still very strong.

The base is not far away, just on the west side of the square, Yan Wenchuan specially built a military camp.

Crazy-

Not long after, rows of soldiers in uniform green uniforms gathered on the west side of the square.

"Report the number!"

“1...2...968..."

A division commander ran to Zhang Xiaoming and said seriously: "Report to General Zhang, the 968 people from the Zhongyi Army have gathered. Please give me instructions!"

"very good!"

Since Zhang Xiaoming became a general, he has found a feeling, and it is much more decent than being a gang master before.

In fact, it has not changed. These people are all from the Qing Gang family. They have selected big men, each of them is 180 yuan, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. After several months of beating, they still have a little military atmosphere.

It is inevitable that the Qing Gang is rude. It is good to stand up straight, what kind of bicycle is needed.

For this reason, Yan Wenchuan also specially hired British instructors to supervise and train. It looked a bit interesting, but of course it was too far behind the regular army, which scared the people.

Yuki Furugawa, who was hitting the stone statue in the center of the square, frowned when he saw the soldiers starting to assemble.

I feel very contemptuous. You guys should go home and sleep. It’s useless to hold good weapons.

He naturally knew the details of the so-called "Loyal and Responsible Army" that were formed by a group of hooligans to maintain order in the Nanshi City.

It’s okay to scare the Chinese people, but it’s far from going to war with them. I feel very dissatisfied.

With his hands on his back, he came to the west and happened to hear Zhang Xiaoming's pretentious words.

"Baga!"

"Zhang Xiaoming! You don't want to get stuck!"

As the Great Japanese Imperial Army, naturally, I would not be afraid of these people, let alone Zhang Xiaolin is a tyrant of the empire and does not need respect at all.

Mad!

After all, Zhang Xiaoming is also a general now. Although he is self-proclaimed and has a lot of moisture, he is also shameless. You are talking nonsense, who are you?

Looking at Furukawa Yuki's face was not very good. He was afraid just now that Yan Wenchuan appeared, so he was not afraid.

"Fukukawa! Are you fucking able to talk? I can do whatever I want, you can't control it!"

"Baga!"

This sentence made Fukugawa Yuki so angry that he reached out to take out his gun and killed this bastard. He used to be for Yan Wenchuan's sake, but now he has turned into ashes. You are still here with me, and you are looking for death!

"What do you want!"

Zhang Xiaoming was so brave that he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Fukukawa, looking serious, and was following me, Baga, and killing you with one shot.

"Baga!"

It is impossible for Fukukawa to be afraid. Now he thinks it is very troublesome to use these people with guns. If you meet a naughty man, you really don’t dare to make a tough fight.

Fukugawa's fierce eyes flashed and he shouted to the soldiers beside him: "Catch this bastard and shoot him! Whoever dares to move will be against the Great Japanese Imperial Army and kill them all!"

"Hi!"

After all, these are a bunch of gangsters. Besides, the Japanese have tens of thousands of troops in Shanghai, who dares to shoot?

A group of people met each other and didn't know what to do.

"Hmph."

Just when Furukawa Yuki was proud, he was attacked by an unknown object and punched him in the right eye.

"Ao—"

A scream came far away, and the people around him heard it.

"Baga!"

Fukukawa squatted on the ground, his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open it, so he scolded him angrily.

"who!?"

The Japanese soldiers around him could see clearly that no one was approaching Fukugawa at all, but they didn't know why Fukugawa Yuki suddenly screamed and looked around in a daze.

Zhang Xiaoming and Tadaoyi Army were both surprised and thought that Furukawa Yuki was pretending.

"Baga!"

Fukukawa stood up with his eyes covered and looked at Zhang Xiaoming ferociously. He must have done something to beat him.

"Baga! Beat him to death!"

"Hi!"

Just as he was about to shoot, he was stopped by a fury: "Stop!"

After talking, Yan Wenchuan walked to Fuku River in a few steps.

When Fukukawa saw Yan Wenchuan appear, he was shocked and his hands covering his eyes unconsciously put them down.

Hey!

It was all blue and swollen, which shows that the black fist was quite strong.

"Yan-Wenchuan-it's you! Aren't you dead?" Fukukawa pointed at him in surprise.

"hehe,"

"Kukawa, who told you that I was dead? I just went to Chongqing to visit. Isn't this good? Why, you really hope I die!"

Yes, I really hope you die. I dreamed that why aren't you dead yet?

Seeing Yan Wenchuan appear, I knew that things might be in trouble today. No wonder Zhang Xiaoming dared to be so arrogant.

"snort."

"If you love to death, I don't care about this. Nanshi has been taken over by the Empire. You can leave. Someone will talk to you later."

His duty is to maintain public order. People like Yan Wenchuan are definitely the number one dangerous person.

"snort."

"I won't say much to you. Go and send a letter to General Ishii. I'm still alive. If you ask him if he doesn't plan to keep me in Nanshi, I can leave!"

"eight--"

Bang!

Yan Wenchuan slapped him directly in the face, what are you doing? You are like me.
To be continued...