Zheng Yong could clearly feel Lao Feng’s suspicion about him, and even a little unfriendly attitude. In his answers, this feeling became stronger and stronger. Sometimes Zhu Bin could even feel that if his identity was not Wei Chuzu’s “nephew”, I’m afraid that Lao Feng would have driven him out long ago!

No wonder, these underground workers are fighting for life all day long. God knows whether their heads are still on their necks when they wake up tomorrow. It is so dangerous to assassinate the Japanese Grandpa, Shangfeng actually sent such a boy who has not grown even hair. God knows what their Wei Chuzu is thinking about in his mind.

Zheng Yong really wanted to tell Lao Feng that this had nothing to do with Wei Hanyi, it was all about Commander-in-Chief Zhang Xueliang and Commander-in-Chief Zhang, but after thinking about it, he swallowed this again...

The situation provided by Lao Feng is already very detailed. This is the world of the Japanese. The congratulatory letter from Yi Shun who returned to Lushun was not worried about anything going on here, so he often went in and out of public places without any scruples. However, every time he came out, there were always a few ronin around him. Once he missed a blow, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Japanese soldiers are everywhere in Lushun City. As long as there is a situation, these Japanese soldiers will appear at the scene of the incident within two minutes. There is no possibility of this if you want to escape unscathed.

"There will always be a solution, there will always be a solution..."

Hearing Zheng Yong's murmuring, Lao Feng sounded like a compliment, but in fact he said sarcastically: "Brother, I will rely on my seniority to call you brother. If you can kill Yi's congratulatory letter, you will be a great hero."

Zheng Yong knew that this old intelligence had a deep prejudice against him, so he smiled faintly and suddenly asked: "Old Feng, do you think Yi Congratulations is their hero for the Eastern people?"

Old Feng was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"If you kill someone, you can be considered a hero, then I think the heroes in this world can be filled with sacks." Zheng Yong said calmly: "Yihexin is just a small character in the Japanese slaves. If you kill him, there is nothing worth glorious about it."

Lao Feng seemed to be interested: "Then what kind of person do you mean is a hero?"

"Those who can take us to drive all the Japanese slaves out of China are real heroes." Zheng Yong blurted out almost without any time to think. Looking at Lao Feng's somewhat stunned eyes, he smiled again:

"It's a pity that such a hero will not be you, nor will it be those 'heroes' packed in sacks."

Lao Feng found that he couldn't understand this young man anymore. The young man in front of him seemed to be no different from any ordinary student brother, but what he said seemed to make him confused, or if he sent him here this time, this person named Zheng Yong really had some ability...

...

In the next few days, Lao Feng was responsible for continuing to spy on the information, but Zheng Yong locked himself in the house all day long, as if he had completely forgotten the task of assassinating Yi's congratulatory letter. He just issued a few orders from time to time and asked Lao Feng to help purchase according to the listing on the order.

Some of the things on it are prohibited products that the Japanese explicitly prohibited from purchasing, such as Huoyao, etc. However, although it is very difficult to purchase, the old Feng has been together in Lushun for a long time and has some connections in all aspects. After spending a few days, he finally helped Zheng Yong get what he wanted through various channels.

"Brother, what's wrong? Do you want to blow the congratulatory letter to death? But the amount of this medicine can at most break him." Old Feng said sarcastically by handing a large bag of things to Zheng Yong.

Zheng Yong smiled and did not explain anything.

Seeing that he did not answer, Old Feng continued unwillingly: "Even if this thing can kill Yi Congratulations, can you rush to Yi Congratulations and die with him?"

"After the 19th day of next month, I am only eighteen years old, so I don't want to die so early." Zheng Yong looked carefully at the things in his bag and found that they were purchased completely according to his requirements, so he felt relieved:

"Old Feng, there are always ways to kill people. My mother has told me since she was a child. The fortune teller said, "I can live to be eighty years old, do you believe?"

"I believe, of course I believe that people of your background are all good-lived."

Old Feng brewed a pot of tea and poured a cup for Zheng Yong. People always have feelings. After getting along these days, he found that the young master in his eyes did not have the aura of a playboy, and was very modest and peaceful to others. His previous hostility towards him was eliminated. When he talked to him, he naturally became much more polite.

"I'm different." Old Feng took a sip of tea and narrowed his eyes halfway through his enjoyment:

"I have been in this industry for three years and eleven months. I have been in Lushun for three years. I run such a pharmacy and my life is quite comfortable. Sometimes, I almost forget my true identity..."

"Three years and eleven months." Old Feng opened his eyes and said with his fingers: "In another month, my mission will be completed here. I have the life to do it. I will let you go back with you after I cooperate with you this time. Brother, you don't know. I have been waiting for this moment when I came to Lushun from the first day."

Zheng Yong listened quietly. He had no contact, but he could feel the desire to go home in Old Feng's words.

"Those who do lurking work are all a group of people walking on the tightrope in the dark. God knows one day they will fall off the tightrope..."

I don’t know why this sentence suddenly popped up in Zheng Yong’s mind.

"Brother, I beg you something." Lao Feng suddenly said:

"I've been beating all the time lately, and I always feel that something is going to happen. Brother, what if, I mean, if I'm going to fall into the hands of the Japanese, I beg you to reward me with a bullet!"

Zheng Yong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant by saying this.

"I am a man who is a man who is not promising. If I am caught in the Japanese military police, I don't have to be punished. Just looking at those torture instruments, I will definitely be able to take anything. So it is my greatest grace to reward me with a bullet!"
Chapter completed!