Liu Wushuang's face calmed down slightly. Liu Feng had already run over and stared at her eyes to get angry. Liu Wushuang turned her head and pressed her ears and whispered: "Daughter, today is my dad's happy day. Don't be too arrogant, dad knows it."

"I can't tell it!" Gu Xiuzhen narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at Meng Youtian again, and her smile changed to a sneer, "Military hero? I thought she should be a brave warrior, but judging from your words and deeds, she is really a lobbyist material."

"Madam is too much." Meng Youtian knew that the calmer and more calmer he was, the more panicked Gu Xiuzhen was. He still said in a tepid tone: "The rumors and his own imagination are completely unreliable. Even if they meet each other for a short time, it is often difficult to determine a person's true face. Otherwise, there would be idioms like laughing and having a different dream in the same bed!"

Gu Xiuzhen was deeply hurt. The words of the same bed and strange dream seemed to be said casually, but to her, it seemed to reveal the scars in her heart. This was because she was guilty and her calm and confident expression began to loosen.

"Aren't militia soldiers? Are militias not teams of the Eighth Route Army?" Wu Yuancheng came over from somewhere. Seeing Gu Xiuzhen retreating a little, he quickly came over and said with a sneer: "Don't avoid the important things, don't you dare to admit it."

"When will I not admit it?" Meng Youtian looked confused and asked back, "What does militia mean? Do you understand? Let me explain it to you! The militia are both civilians and soldiers. If the Japanese don't come, we will farm and grow vegetables at home, pay grain and pay taxes, and be a good commoner. When the Japanese fight to their doorstep, they can't say that we have to fight with him. It's not right to say that we are a team of the Eighth Route Army. Whoever fights the Japanese will be good to the people will listen to them and work for them. What's wrong, isn't it okay?"

Wu Yuancheng was about to speak. Meng Youtian suddenly pointed to his face and said seriously: "Can you just wipe the booster on your face? It's so disgusting." Wu Yuancheng believed it and hurriedly reached out to wipe his face. Seeing that everyone around him could not help laughing, he realized that Meng Youtian had been fooled.

Meng Youtian took advantage of the space and continued with a smile: "As the saying goes, a good dog protects three neighbors, and a good man protects three villages. Our crops can not only fight with guns, protect the country and protect the soil, but also grow food for everyone to fill their stomachs. How about it, it's amazing? What about you, just knowing how to eat, knowing when to plant wheat, and when to plant corn? Can the wheat seedlings and leeks be distinguished?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Wu Yuancheng couldn't hold back his face. He raised his voice in a fury, "You said, after exploring the bottom of our Jiulong Hall, you have to go back and get bad water and let the Eighth Route Army attack us?"

Meng Youtian saw Wu Yuancheng's stupid look, his psychological advantage was obvious, his speech became more and more fluent, and his smile was abominable, "That's not sure! Let's talk about it when I touch the bottom of Jiulong Hall! I am a real person and will not lie and deceive people. If Jiulong Hall is under the banner of anti-Japanese war, he will be a traitor; or he will bully the people, burn, kill, loot, and do all the bad things, then there is nothing to say. When I went back, I told the Eighth Route Army that Jiulong Hall is a disaster, but it must not be kept. In order to save the people from water and fire, they must be wiped out. Otherwise—"

"Hmph!" Liu Wushuang snorted heavily, interrupting Meng Youtian's words, and everyone kept silent.

With a sharp look at Meng Youtian, Meng Youtian was also a little scared, but he couldn't soften at this time. He and Liu Wushuang looked at each other calmly, and even pursed their lips, looking a little anxious.

"Boy, you are so brave." Liu Wushuang shouted loudly: "Touch the bottom of my Jiulong Hall, and dare to destroy Jiulong Hall with shameless words?"

"Boy is sometimes bold and sometimes timid. I am so scared when Liu Dalongtou's roar is roaring!" Meng Youtian felt a little relieved when he saw Liu Feng wink at him, and said with a smile: "Then are you still going to let the boy continue to survey? I just came here and all the people I met were good people, Xiang Fourth Master, Feng Jie, and you, I didn't take anything, and I even invited me to have a birthday wine and a big mat. Although there were some things that were not good--" Meng Youtian wanted to say something but stopped talking, but looked at Gu Xiuzhen and stared at Wu Yuancheng.

No one knows his father is better than his daughter. Liu Wushuang seems angry, but Liu Feng can see from the smallest point that his father is not really annoyed. Sometimes, being scolded and scolded by Liu Wushuang is not a bad thing, but a rare good thing.

Sure enough, Liu Wushuang squirted a heavy breath from his nostrils and cursed: "Boy, if you don't let you touch this bottom, we will feel guilty and act in a bad manner. But if you want to take advantage of you, others will say that we are afraid of the Eighth Route Army and the Nine Route Army. Are you a damn hero? You have also yelled to kill more than 20 Japanese devils. Today, you will show your ability. Otherwise——" Liu Wushuang felt that he was lightly stabbed under his ribs. He knew that he was his daughter without looking at it. He rolled his eyes helplessly and stomped his feet in anger, "Pie you a egg for me."

Fighting eggs? No problem, I didn't say what would happen if I couldn't hit it anyway. Meng Youtian scratched his head and said in a little embarrassedly: "You use a big gun to fight the Japanese, and this short gun is very loose."

"Get him a big gun." Liu Wushuang waved his hand angrily.

"Get the 38th large cover." Liu Feng added anxiously from the side.

A brand new 38-large cover was sent to Meng Youtian. He held the gun and carefully checked the ruler and the sight. Although he was a master of rabbit fighting, he had never practiced the parabola eggs. He adjusted the gun well, Meng Youtian brushed the ground and held the gun on his shoulders, and moved the muzzle. Well, it was a bit like an Olympic flying saucer-killing style.

"Master Liu, I used to be a human being, and I haven't tried to beat eggs. Did I ask me to test the shots for two shots?" Meng Youtian smiled with a shy face.

"It's up to you!" Liu Wushuang's beard was straight and waved his hand impatiently.

Meng Youtian aimed at the target on the courtyard wall. It was the bullet hole left when shooting the egg just now. He first shot the fixed one and adjusted the gun to the best. This was his intention.

"Bang!" The bullet burst out of broken bricks and dust on the yard wall. Others didn't know what Meng Youtian hit, but Meng Youtian had seen clearly that the bullet hit the target accurately. He turned his head and smiled and said to Liu Feng: "Sister Feng, please go to the wall and throw an egg and let me try it."

Liu Feng glanced at Meng Youtian deeply, nodded slightly, and walked to the wall with a bowl of eggs. Hitting the egg with a big gun may be more difficult than a pistol. The pistol was completely based on the feeling of long-term hard practice, and there was no need to aim at it. Liu Feng knew this. She waited for Meng Youtian to pose and send a signal before throwing the egg, which was very high.

"Bang!" Meng Youtian shot the sky with one shot, causing a burst of laughter.

"A shit militia hero." Wu Yuancheng thought he had a chance and attacked Meng Youtian, "Just your stinky gunshots, all of us in Jiulongtang are damn heroes."

Meng Youtian's face was as calm as water, and he seemed to have never heard of the sarcasm at all. He lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment, recalling the parabolic trajectory of the egg, the speed of rising and falling, and the deviation of the bullet. After a while, he slowly let out a long breath, pushed the bullet and loaded it, adjusted his posture, took a deep breath, and sent a secret code to Liu Feng again.

The egg flew up and drew a big parabola in the air. Just as it reached its high point and was about to fall, Meng Youtian gently pulled the plate machine.

"Bang!" With a gunshot, the egg was beaten in the air and flowers were scattered all over the sky.

The shot was very beautiful and unexpected. The person watching made a soft coaxing sound and forgot to applaud.

Meng Youtian's expression remained motionless, and his aura became significantly stronger as his confidence increased. Others might not have noticed it, but Liu Wushuang narrowed his eyes, his cold murderous aura, his will to kill, and his stable posture as iron-cast. Only those who are accustomed to life and death can feel it.

Eggs splashed in the air again, "Good shooting skills, beautifully beaten." People began to cheer. In the green forest, those who only obeyed those who were capable, and even those who were enemies would also arouse the respect of these wild people. Wu Yuancheng opened his mouth wide, his face turned red and white. Gu Xiuzhen frowned and closed his mouth tightly.

Liu Feng pursed the corner of his lips and threw the egg into the air again with a gratifying smile. It was too late, but then it was soon. Liu Wushuang lifted his robe, pulled out the pistol from his waist, rubbed it on his hips, and the bullet was loaded. The gun drew a beautiful arc from his side and lifted it in front of him. In less than two seconds, a series of movements were done cleanly and neatly.

"Bang!", "Bang!" Two gunshots mixed together, almost at the same time, and the eggs bloomed even more scattered flowers in the air, and both of them hit the target.

Meng Youtian was stunned for a moment, then closed the gun and smiled: "Liu Dalongtou's spearmanship is truly admirable. Some bastards think that you are old and want to deceive you, but that's really blind."

"I think you are a bastard, you are not a fool. You won't let you know the power of Jiulongtang. After hitting a few eggs, you will be arrogant?" Liu Wushuang scolded, but she showed a faint sense of appreciation.

"Haha, the boy is fooled, and he dare not underestimate the heroes of Jiulongtang." Meng Youtian laughed and said, "Luo Dalongtou, let's stop cooking eggs in the future. It's quite expensive. All the broken ones can be fried with dishes."

"You're just a little bit of success." Liu Wushuang finally showed a smile on her face, and she refused to show weakness, and cursed: "Stupid brat, let me tell the truth after I get back. If you have any tricks, we will continue with Jiulong Hall."

"Yes, yes, I must tell the truth." Meng Youtian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Xiao Guanghe whispering at him. He quickly stepped forward, picked up the bowl of wine on the tray, held it in both hands, and said respectfully: "Master Liu, follow the customs of the countryside. I would like to pay a bowl of respect to you. I wish you a long and long life and a hundred years of health and health."

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