Without the trembling of being in the tiger's den, He Tianhao, on the contrary, enjoyed the stimulation that made people tremble when they were damaging others. It was indeed much faster to make money, and much more. The joy of watching the white papers being printed into money is worth it even if it was worth it to pay for his own life.

Since a large number of "counterfeit money" appeared, Japan has gone through two versions, each time adding some anti-counterfeiting technology. But even so, the template will be taken away by He Tianhao, and the result will be a lot of special money. Of course, He Tianhao printed out this money not for fun. All of them bought the medicines and ammunition that the troops needed the most. Every time the transportation took a huge risk. Not only did it take to make a whole, but the transportation also had to make it into pieces. It was transported back little by little through the huge network. Others might feel a headache for these bits and pieces, but He Tianhao was happy to do it.

After multiple layers of fake cover, He Tianhao naturally would not let the Japanese know that he was the person in charge of the entire counterfeit money printing. However, in the assassination department of the Japanese, the code name "Qianluanzi" used by He Tianhao. He Tianhao, who was born in intelligence, did not let the Japanese touch his shadow for several months. This is something that he could only do with a suspicious and prudent personality.

For several months, He Tianhao has never been as helpless as he is now, for nothing else, just because the people he sent to transport supplies said that all the channels to Heiyagou were blocked by the Japanese. This is of course not the most important thing. What's worse is that the news that the Japanese Kondo master team occupied Heiyagou. Now He Tianhao's cold and hard heart can no longer be hardened. What's going on with his brothers? He was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pot, paced back and forth in the narrow and dark basement at all times.

In these months of life, He Tianhao has almost never spent more than a week in one place, and sometimes he changes into several residences in one night. All the brothers under his jurisdiction do not know his specific whereabouts. Even the two or three brothers he completely trusts do not know where the staff officer He would spend the night. The cunning rabbit has three caves, but He Tianhao is like a beggar who walks alone for thousands of miles, and has no specific nest at all.

Since he received the bad news from Heiyagou, He Tianhao could no longer continue to struggle. Even if he could survive, what would happen? If so many brothers from Heiyagou were gone, what would the point of all this? Based on his trust in You Fei, he was waiting anxiously. He was eager to receive the news and was greatly overwhelmed with his concerns about his own safety. So he had been in the underground storage room of this fellow villager's house for a week. On the road above him, countless Japanese soldiers were walking around every day. As long as something went wrong, he would lose his head, but he still had to wait. In order to get the news as soon as he got the news, he made an exception and told four or five of his subordinates. The purpose was just to inform him immediately as soon as they could get the news.

The waiting time always seemed so long. He Tianhao was no longer as restless as before. He sat on a small stool, the oil lamp hanging above his head was shaking, and his heart was like a swaying lamp. How could he feel at ease if so many brothers were confused about their lives and death? If someone saw He Tianhao at this time, he would definitely be frightened by the decadent appearance of his face full of filthy beards and scattered. At this time, He Tianhao did not have the style of a money printing king who could make the Japanese frightened.

Squeak! The door was pushed open, and an old man pushed the door and walked in. This was a weathered old man. The ravines on his face that were unevenly smeared were deeply engraved on his face like sadness. The old hand covered with thick calluses was holding a small bamboo tube at this time. This was the news from the carrier pigeon. He Tianhao's eyes flashed with a captivating spirit, and his eyes stared at the small bamboo tube, and he had already ignored the old man.

The old man handed the small bamboo tube to He Tianhao, and slowly turned around and walked out. His hunched back seemed so heavy as if he was carrying an unbearable pressure. Only the steady steps seemed to make people feel his heart that was still beating. The old man was already an old man in his seventies, and he was not a member of He Tianhao's organization. However, after He Tianhao said that he was the one who fought the Japanese, he let He Tianhao stay here, and even helped He Tianhao accept the carrier pigeon. He didn't expect that his actions would bring him any danger, but he just felt that he had to do it for granted, otherwise he would not forgive himself when he died.

He Tianhao, who was staying inside, sat like a stone sculpture for a while. The news he had been waiting for for a long time finally came. He should have browsed the news as soon as possible, but He Tianhao was in a very conflicted mood at this time, and the feeling of weakness that had never been seen on him. At this time, he thought for no reason that if his beloved brother, his fat brother, and his most beloved brother, the brothers of the 259th Brigade, died, then could he bear it?

The facts would not change because of his shrinkage. Finally, He Tianhao unscrewed the small bamboo tube with his trembling hands, and shook a small note from it, and it shook it out. He Tianhao almost cried when he saw the words that You Fei brought to protect his safety. At this time, he realized that he was actually not strong. He thought he was a cold and hard guy like steel, but now he realized that what he was concerned about was still his weakest part.

He tore the note apart and swallowed it. He Tianhao then smiled and murmured, "Hehe, boss, have fun. I hope you haven't played Kondo yet when I go back, haha!"

At this time, the door slammed open, and a group of Japanese soldiers rushed in. He Tianhao did not show any expression. He just looked at the little Japanese in front of him. He knew that the old man might have been poisoned by the Japanese. He sighed. It seemed that there were still unreliable people below him. He sighed. He pulled the grenade with his hands behind him. The white smoke made the Japanese who rushed in front so scared that their faces were pale. He Tianhao silently called out: "Farewell, brothers!" After that, he rushed towards the Japanese...

A loud bang never disappeared for a long time...
Chapter completed!