"Bang" a crisp gunshot sounded, and the guard who was thrown down felt extremely painful and felt extremely hot in his mind. He took out his pistol and hugged Leng Feng at the approximate location of the upstairs.

Everyone was quiet. Leng Feng looked down at himself. It was okay, Is it empty? Shouyan Incheon lay on the ground, raised his head and looked around, making sure that the people brought by Fujiwara Maru and Fujiwara Maru were fine, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah" another howl, scaring everyone. A guard behind Leng Feng stretched out his hand, and the hand was full of red. Then he lifted his coat and then opened the thin cotton coat. There was not much blood on the shirt. He then lifted up the shirt. There was still a dirty thing tied in his stomach, which was tightly tied.

This unlucky guy was shot by the bullet fired by the guard just now. Knowing that he had been shot, his legs were weak and he leaned down and fell down.

"Cut off his thousand-man needles quickly." A guard was about to use scissors to cut off the unlucky guy's stomach.

Thousand People Needle? Leng Feng was puzzled and looked at this thing carefully. This is the thing displayed in the museum? It’s not that. It’s densely packed with stitches and scriptures, but why is his this one so fancy?

"Don't cut off my Thousand-Man needle. My father's soul is on it. This is my father's blood left to me. He was killed by the Russians. This is his heroic soul that blesses me. The Chinese people will not hurt me!" The guard covered his stomach with his palms, dodging to prevent his Thousand-Man needle from being cut off.

Hearing him say this, Leng Feng really wanted to be a man of beauty and sent him to reunite with his father.

The Thousand People Needles are usually white, and he is no exception, but others are well preserved. Unlike him, they are not only carried with them every day, but also passed down. Not only are they a little bit ragged, but also some dirt. It is like the pillow towel that the lazy classmate in a high school boarding school has not washed for three years. There are many old blood stains on it. Well, his father should have died miserably. This is not important. Leng Feng looked at him. There were several coins on his Thousand People Needles, which probably have homophonic meanings such as blessings. This is not important. However... Leng Feng touched the Thousand People Needles while the chaos was in trouble, and the coins on it came to his hand. When he sent the unlucky ghost to the ambulance, Leng Feng pretended to cover his wound.

During the operation, the surgeon raised the tweezers in confusion while doing it, muttering to himself: "What the hell is this!"

The nurse looked and said, "Doctor, it seems to be 5 coins."

"Idiot, why is this thing in the patient's belly? Oh no! This thing almost wrinkles his intestines," the doctor shouted.

"Doctor, look, is there a coin here?"

Doctor: "??!! Where did this come from!"

The nurse thought for a while, pointed to the gauze in the contaminated area, and said, "Doctor, is it the one on the needle of a thousand people?"

The doctor looked over and suddenly paused the scalpel, and his scalp became numb. "Ah... so dirty, has this thing been on his stomach?"

"When I was sent, I used this as a bandage," said the nurse.

The doctor was speechless: "Remember not to lose that."

"?!Don't take it out for disinfection?"

"No need, just save it like this so that they can send it back to their country."

Nurse: "Oh"

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Fujiwara Maru sat proudly on the sofa, standing next to Leng Feng and Gu Yunfei holding their arms, Shouyan Incheon's left foot was raised on a low stool, and the family doctor was taking plaster.

Yukiko Morihiko looked at the two groups of people and said coldly: "Brother" and then looked to the other side: "Fujiwara Jun".

"What to do for a wedding?" Yukiko asked.

"Add to discuss it again!" Fujiwara Maru turned around and left with a dark face. Leng Feng and Gu Yunfei followed behind. When passing by the guard who shot Leng Feng, Leng Feng kicked him in the ribs unexpectedly. Gu Yunfei made a move to pull Leng Feng, and actually gave Leng Feng a fulcrum. Leng Feng raised his right leg and was supported by Gu Yunfei, so he didn't have to worry about the unstable center of gravity, and then moved the center of gravity forward and poured into the soles of his feet.

"Pudong" stepped on the face of the guard who was kicked in the ribs and lay on the ground.

The other guards wanted to help, but were stopped by Shou Yan Incheon's scolding. Once the fight started, it would be a scandal that shocked the country.

Back in the car, Fujiwara Maru hooked his head and looked at his arm: "Sorry senior, I've done the matter."

Leng Feng: "What's wrong?"

Fujiwara Maru didn't say anything, Gu Yunfei continued: "Everything is done."

Fujiwara Maru: "...and not everything is not the case, but I can't fool you from Shinkyo."

Leng Feng shouted sternly: "It's Changchun!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Changchun" Fujiwara Maru immediately admitted his mistake and changed his words.

"What do they want?"

Fujiwara Maru: "Military Expenses"

Leng Feng gritted his teeth. This was too difficult. There was so much money, and the landlord's family had no surplus food!

Seeing Leng Feng's expression was gloomy, Fujiwara Masato's scalp was numb, and he hated Nozawa Fumio even more. If he hadn't been related to those treasures, who would have cared about his life.

Money! Bastard, how can I get it?

Leng Feng was not thinking about this. The money must be obtained, but this money cannot be used as military expenditure and cannot be spent on enhancing the strength of the Kwantung Army. This requires a few more fruit splits. But now who can compete with Kenji Ueda? The royal family cannot do it. At the time, the Emperor of the Japanese took out his private money to buy warships, hoping to take the banner of the royal family to compete with Kenji Ueda. This is unlikely. Moreover, there is only one Shuyan Incheon here, and this grandson is fake and cannot even point out his identity.

Fujiwara Maru: "Ah, by the way, senior, I met General Minamijiro in Xin... Changchun, and he seemed to have some ideas."

Nanjiro?! Leng Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, right! Isn't there a ready-made one?

"Have he asked you to tell me something is wrong?"

Fujiwara Maru shook his head: "This time the incident is very strange. When I visited Kenyoshi Ueda, a staff officer named Kobayashi came to tell me that General Kenyoshi Ueda had no time to see me for a while, and then took me to meet an officer named Kawasaki Oyama, who was from Minamijiro. Later, the person sent by Kenyoshi Ueda also met me. Strangely, he didn't say anything when he met with his head and tail."

"Kobayashi? Oyama Kawasaki?" Leng Feng frowned. Oyama Kawasaki is Minamijiro's person. This is certain, but what kind of character is Kobayashi? It represents Kenyo Ueda to welcome Fujiwaramaru, and also goes to match Minamijiro's person Oyama Kawasaki.

"You two, think about what happened before you first! What should I do with the wedding?"

"I can't do it! This is all like this! What should I do? What to do? Is this wedding Xuanwei or funny? After the wedding, I just slapped them all naked and threw away all the Japanese faces." Leng Feng hummed after saying that.

Gu Yunfei sat upright: "That's even more done! That's so fun."

Leng Feng: “…………”

Fujiwara Maru: "(?_?)" I'm complaining in my heart. Dads... I can't sell it for fun.
Chapter completed!