Leng Feng couldn't help but feel numb. Kenji Doihara, a Japanese general, oh, he is still a lieutenant general, and he is the third generation of Japanese spy chief in China. He has been committed to the establishment of the puppet Manchukuo and North China Autonomy.

"Kenji Doihara? Shouldn't he be in your country?" If Leng Feng remembers correctly, he was promoted to Lieutenant General in March 1936 and became an officer of the 12th Division of the Japanese Army, and was then transferred back to China to serve as the commander of the 1st Division. At this moment, it was mid-March, and it was still cold. Kenji Doihara should be in Japan!!!

Fujiwara Maru shook his head: "I don't know. In short, please leave Peking as soon as possible. General Tudo Hirohara brought several domestic elite agents this time. They have carried out countless assassinations against anti-war politicians and martial arts leaders in China, so..."

The implication is that if you are targeted by Kenji Doihara, they have a hundred ways to kill you. Well, this is what Fujiwara Maru means, but Leng Feng knows that he is in Peking unilaterally. I'm sorry that he is immortal, but what's interesting is Fujiwara Maru's other words. They have all performed countless assassinations against anti-war politicians and martial arts leaders in China. Leng Feng couldn't help but remember that in the documents he stole that day, the leader of the Blood Stolen Group, Yamashita Thousand Yuan, and his identity, could it be...

Leng Feng was suddenly shocked, and then suddenly realized, Gu Yunfei, it turned out that I had always misunderstood you. Your goal was not the same as me. It seems that Peking is your focus, no wonder...

"Okay, I understand. After I finish my business, I will leave, but Fujiwara Maru." Leng Feng turned around and looked at Fujiwara Maru with sharp eyes: "You only have one chance"

"??" Fujiwara Maru was stunned for a moment. I didn't understand. What did Leng Feng ask him to do? One chance?

"Let's go!" Leng Feng threw something to Fujiwara Maru and waved his hand.

Fujiwara Maru turned around and left, then frowned. Could it be that Leng Feng was referring to the fact that he had only one chance to let Miyun's cavalry stop?

"Master, what did that Chinese man say?"

"Bastard! Don't call him that!" Fujiwara Maru turned around and slapped the entourage in the face. The entourage covered his cheeks and said, "Hi~"

"Tell me the captain of the cavalry team of the Suzuki Brigade that he will withdraw all the cavalry, hurry up!" Fujiwara Maru ordered.

The follower was confused: "But, how could the Black Feather Cavalry Team listen..."

Fujiwara Maru had a fierce look on his face. After saying a few words to the hotel attendants, he immediately headed straight out of Peking City.

Without horses, there is still a long way to go from the so-called exercise location. Even if the Japanese are rampant, they may not dare to be arrogant under the capital of Peking, but only in a relatively far place.

Hei Yu Dayi was riding a war horse unrestrainedly, running back and forth on the open ground, while behind him was a bloody man wailing. It can be seen from the grass baskets and sickles scattered beside him that this was a civilian.

This cruel behavior won cheers from more than 20 cavalrymen around him. Soon, his subordinates reported that Fujiwara Maru was back. Kuroha Oyoshi came down from the horse happily, then moved his shoulders, pulled out his saber, and waved it indifferently. The human body and head on the ground separated, and the blood spurted out from his neck dyed the rope red.

Seeing the death of civilians, Fujiwara Maru came down from the horse and was out of breath. The entourage, sorry to be running behind and having fun. Fujiwara Maru's horse was given away, but the entourage was not there. The entourage's owner followed? Don't tease it.

"Oh, Fujiwara kun is back, that's good. I thought, those rude Chinese people would do you, so I brought people to demonstrate. How about you, can you come out safely, should you invite me to drink?" Kuroyudao said naturally, and looked as if it was right.

Fujiwaramaru sneered: "Kukuyajun, I went to visit my friend, and my friend gave me this as a gift. In comparison, Kuroyajun, it seems that you are more rude and even savage."

Daoyi looked at Fujiwara Maru with dangerous eyes and the things in Fujiwara Maru, and reached out to get them. Fujiwara Maru flashed: "This thing does not belong to you. Kuroshi, although Uncle Suzuki is my elder, don't forget that I am the eldest grandson of the Fujiwara family! The future head of the Fujiwara family!"

"Stop!" Kuroha Daoyi scolded, and the cavalry blocked Fujiwara Maru's way, which made Fujiwara Maru feel extremely sad.

"You untouchables! Get out of here!" Fujiwara Maru pulled out the samurai sword, and at a speed of lightning, he split the head of a Japanese cavalry who dared to reach out to stop him, and even the helmet on his head was split. Fujiwara Maru's samurai sword was still shining.

"Bastard! How dare you! How dare you!" Kuroyuki Dayi was shocked. Is Fujiwara Maru crazy!!!

Fujiwara Maru gritted his teeth and stretched out his samurai sword. The golden clan emblem was printed on the sheath of the samurai sword, and the chrysanthemum representing the Japanese royal family was printed on the top of the hilt. The dual identity must be noble: "For the untouchables who dare to block the road, the samurai are qualified to cut the knife!"

This statement is only aimed at Japan before the Meiji Restoration. Japan after the Meiji Restoration had long abolished the privilege of samurai. However, for Japan, whose hierarchy concept is deeply rooted, this statement still works, and it has even become more powerful in the army. The sergeant is qualified to execute soldiers who disrespect themselves at will.

Seeing the soldiers who died on the ground, Hei Yu Dayi was furious and his eyes drifted to the trembling civilians beside him.

Fujiwara Maru was not blind and immediately said: "The barbaric untouchables are indeed barbaric. Even if they wear military uniforms, they are not a samurai. They can only be a ronin who will never find an official position!"

It is simply heart-wrenching. The righteous seven orifices of Black Feathers are called samurai who cannot find an official position. It can be said that ronin is basically the lowest class with a class that is only higher than the untouchables, and has no place to live, and is even so poor that he can only use the samurai sword as a change of food.

Although Hei Yu Dayi was the captain of the cavalry, he could only bear this tone. The golden clan emblem and the shiny chrysanthemum logo on the hilt of the knife all discouraged Hei Yu Dayi. He was born! He was born!!!

Hei Yu Dayi let the civilians go vengefully, and Hei Yu Dayi rushed back to the Miyun Cavalry Camp in shame. As for the civilians who were killed and injured... no one avenged them.

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Fujiwara Maru came to the command center of the Suzuki Brigade, and the sweat on his head was still dripping. For nothing else, the people from the Special High School were sitting inside, staring at Fujiwara Maru. If Fujiwara Maru did not give a "reasonable" explanation to explain why he ran to Peking to bow to a Chinese man, I believe that the people from the Special High School would directly shoot him for treason.

Fujiwara Maru handed over something, the rank of the special high school class, the captain, opened it and stood up in surprise, walked forward, and bowed deeply to Fujiwara Maru: "Thank you, thank you for your hard work!"

What is this? It is an accessory, whose accessory? It is wrapped in the accessory. It is a photo, and inside it is the thousand yuan in the foot of the mountain.

Leng Feng didn't want to do this, but suddenly he felt that he was too young. He had been wary of Dai Li, who had been in the funeral society, and was worried that Chen Cheng, who was in the military, would kick him away. He never expected that the person he had used to make the most profound and ruthless use of him was actually the person he trusted in once and even now, Dong Qing!

If you are on the first day of the lunar month, don’t blame me for being on the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Anyway, thousands of yuan at the foot of the mountain has long become the target of assassination. I don’t mind causing trouble for you like this.
Chapter completed!