Fujiwararu subconsciously wanted to agree, but he felt that the gym seemed quite famous. Every major festival competition seemed to have the name of this gym. Although he didn't win the first place, it was still very familiar, at least.

It is a famous Taoist temple in Dafan.

"Catch them and bring them back," Fujiwararu muttered to himself, fearing that he wouldn't let them kill him. His swordsmanship was very poor and he couldn't cut through more than two straw mat targets in one go.

"Sir General, should I go alone?" Fujiwararu stopped making any hints this time and asked Kenji Doihara clearly if he wanted to bring someone with him.

"Do you think I will let you bring those people back or kill them all by yourself?" Doihara glanced at him, Fujiwararu lowered his head: "General, please give me instructions."

"Bring back the information about them, the more detailed the better. As for how to deal with them, that is what the special agent team needs to do." Doihara looked down on Fujiwara Maru in this regard. In terms of force value, Fujiwara Maru was basically equal to waste.

Fujiwararu is a little numb and has no connections in Peiping. He had some before, but because he was slapped so hard in the face, he basically has no connections. But Doihara already dislikes himself a little. If he hesitates again,

I'm afraid that I will be marginalized or even sent to a certain agent training base to train and then die.

"Yes, Your Excellency, General." Now Fujiwararu can only place his hope on Leng Feng. It is best to ask the senior to release Fujiwara Aka, and at the same time, the senior can reward me with some information for me to submit... Why do you feel such a whimsical sample paper, Fujiwararu

I even felt that Leng Feng gave him a big mouth and said, "I'll give you face!"

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After Cheng Xiaoman successfully brought the people back, Geng Liang hid them in the Chamber of Commerce. He originally thought that he could find a yard and throw these people in and wait for Chen Cheng to come and hand them over to them. Who knew that Cheng Xiaoman came back and said: "They

It’s so eye-catching, there were several Japanese checking it at the train station.”

"Japanese interrogation? How is that possible?" Lin Chen thought it was impossible. Tianjin was not an area occupied by Little Japan. How could Little Japan possibly conduct an interrogation at the train station.

"I don't know, but they were all wearing casual clothes at the entrance of the train station, and they were checking people with the people at the train station. They were specifically checking young men, or young couples. I suspect that their whereabouts were leaked, or even betrayed by Chinese people.

"It's for Japanese idiots," Cheng Xiaoman continued: "So it's most appropriate to place them here. People from the Chamber of Commerce will not come to our place. Instead, they will continue to send us the materials we need. We don't have to worry about transportation."

Food and other things are being watched. After all, there are so many people here, and there is also a big tree like sir."

"Okay, let them live in the innermost barracks to reduce contact with our soldiers. Shen Jie, please arrange manpower patrols and supervision." Geng Liang ordered: "Oh, by the way, that Adjutant Yao, don't let him know either.

"Anyway, Geng Liang doesn't like Adjutant Yao very much.

Thanks to Cheng Xiaoman, the bodyguard who cooperated with him was successfully promoted and became Geng Liang's bodyguard. A brand-new horse card made him feel full of mission. Thinking about himself and the little military advisor going deep alone, disguised and lurking

, retreating completely under the eyes of the enemy, it takes a few seconds to think about it, but this cow does not dare to brag to others. If any news leaks, he will have to pack up and get out.

These people were led into a vacant yard (temporary barracks). Several people breathed a deep sigh of relief. The long-term tension caused their stomachs to move irregularly. Now, several people wanted to squat on the toilet.

The leading warrior looked around the room here, and after confirming that there was nothing there, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his straight waist bent down the moment he sat down on the bed.

"It's time to eat." A man in a white apron carried a pole, put the things at the door, wiped his hands and left. As a cook, he was not qualified to know who was inside, so he just put down the food and left.

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Looking at the white rice, meat and vegetables, several people swallowed their saliva. It had been a long time since they had had a good meal.

"I'm starting." The leading samurai clasped his hands and muttered, and immediately picked up the bowl filled with white rice. The other people also picked up the bowl and took a big mouthful of rice into their mouths. The aroma of the rice came through.

The mouth feeds back to the nasal cavity, and the refreshing taste is so familiar and yet strange.

After all the chaos, the dishes were clean enough not to be washed, and everyone had enough to eat and drink. The fatigue of the past few days came rushing back, and several people's eyelids twitched and they fell on the bed, snoring everywhere.

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A group of military police patrolled back and forth in boredom at the entrance of an empty gym. Their team leader was even more bored, holding a straw in his mouth and leaning against the door rail, looking inside the gym from time to time.

The bright red blood stains in the gym turned into purple-black, either in the form of splatters or drops, and in some cases formed blood puddles on the ground, all reminding people that a massacre had occurred here.

The two gendarmes wandered around unwillingly, kicking over some messy furnishings and pulling open drawers in vain.

"Hey, Watanabe, don't waste your efforts. The first team has already turned this place upside down." The team leader rolled his eyes. These people under his command really have "high ambitions."

"Well" the military policeman who was rummaging through things kicked a stool away angrily: "But the first team didn't find the roster. Isn't this our chance?"

The military department has said that if anyone can find the roster of all the disciples of the Wuping Gym, and their military ranks can be promoted three levels in a row, wouldn't they be able to skip the corps commander and become a warrant officer or second lieutenant directly?! That would be a meteoric rise!

The team leader looked at the blood on the ground again, and couldn't help but imagine the method of death that could produce such blood stains, especially in the pool of blood stains in the open space in the middle of the martial arts hall, where sections of pipes and fragments could be vaguely seen.

"Hey~~~ You two, come back quickly! This is a gym, aren't you afraid of the souls of those dead warriors?" The team leader was dissatisfied with his subordinates who were stepping on the dignity of warriors to expand their ambitions. "This is a Taoist temple.

"The gym, where the samurai masters practice their swordsmanship," the squad leader muttered.

"Master!" The leading warrior woke up from his dream. He dreamed that his master was sitting in the middle of the room covered in blood, looking at him like that.

"Wu Ping Gym~~ Wu Ping Gym is gone~~ No more." He sobbed softly. He was neither cold nor hungry, and sadness surged into his heart. His crying woke up the others, who were also silent.

For other reasons, I can afford to travel to Osaka to compete, and my family's conditions are pretty good. Now that I'm fleeing to China, I don't know what's going on with my family.

"Can we ask these people outside to deliver messages to our families in Japan?" A samurai asked the leader tentatively.

"Of course not!" Although he was crying, his eyes became sharp when he heard this: "Let's not mention that these people are Chinese, not Yamashita seniors, and are not trustworthy, even if they can help us deliver messages! Could it be that they can help us deliver messages?

Don’t you think about it, if these letters are intercepted by people from the military department, you will be the murderer of your family! You know it or not!”
Chapter completed!