Six bodyguards, like wolves and tigers, soon dragged the 17 or 18-year-old fat man out of the restaurant after a storm. This guy obviously didn't realize that he had messed with someone he shouldn't have messed with, and he yelled in a tough tone that his father was XXX.

Two dog legs with blue noses and swollen faces were limping out and quickly turned to a casino next to them. It seemed that they were going to call someone.

The fat man was taken directly to Yang Feng. A bodyguard then kicked him to the ground, and then stepped on one of his arms with another bodyguard. Lao Wu handed his slingshot to Yang Feng and handed him a steel ball.

Yang Feng looked at the slingshot in his hand, the bow frame of the sandalwood tree branch, and the bow tendons made of the bicycle inner tube. He looked like he had a sense of nostalgia back to childhood. He felt satisfied with pulling it hard, and then wrapped a steel ball and lowered his head to aim at the fat man's wrist.

"You, what are you going to do? My father is XXX. Do you dare to hit me and kill me later." The fat man's face turned pale and threatened with trembling trembling.

"It's so much nonsense!" Yang Feng said coldly, and made a steel ball without hesitation. Unfortunately, he was a little unfamiliar without playing with the skills for many years, and the steel ball was miserable.

"Fuck!" Yang Feng cursed, looking for a new feeling when he heard a sudden roar behind him: "Stop!"

When he turned around, he saw more than a dozen strong men suddenly gushing out of the casino. The leader was bare-handed in the early summer, fearing that people would not know that he was like a big hairtail and a box of cannons in his hand. The rest were cold weapons, machetes, iron rulers, and nunchakus.

Yang Feng's bodyguard reacted very quickly and instantly formed a wall to block him.

Yang Feng glanced at the hairtail coldly, lowered his head and aimed at the little fat man's wrist, and gave him a steel ball without hesitation. The little fat man immediately let out a scream similar to that of a pig killer, and blood splashed on his wrist.

Hairfish raised its hand in a furious manner, and then the gunshot in Lao Wu's hand rang. The bullet was hitting his box cannon. Hairfish screamed in shock and the box cannon flew away. A little brother next to him just reached for a pickup. Lao Wu's hand sounded another gunshot. The box cannon on the ground suddenly jumped. No one dared to reach out.

The little fat man's second scream suddenly rang out.

"Men, I'm going to call you a name, that's the young master of Master Huang's family!" said Haiyu with a blue face.

No one paid attention to him, let alone Mr. Huang, even Mr. Lu can only be considered so-and-so now, regardless of Yang Feng or Zhang Tingshu. They are too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yang Feng carefully took the slingshot and hit the fat man's wrist, muttering while hitting: "I told you to disturb me from watching the little girl, and I asked you to disturb my good mood."

Soon the two fleshy wrists were already bloody and could not see them. The fat man screamed after screaming, and the fun was everywhere, and even the two little girls were shaking their mouths.

Hairfish was not right to leave with a group of younger brothers, nor was it right to save him. At this moment, a fat man came over panting with a group of thugs. As soon as he arrived here, he slapped Hairfish without hesitation.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you get on!" he roared in a hoarse voice.

Hairfish showed his eyes with a vicissitudes of life. The fat man looked up and saw more than 20 fast and slow machines opposite him, and immediately became timid. However, the fat man's scream still made him feel at ease.

"My friend opposite, what's wrong with the dog? We can explain it clearly in person. If the dog is wrong, there will naturally be brothers' family rules to deal with it, and no one can do it." The fat man said with a gloomy face.

No one paid attention to him, and no one even looked at him. Yang Feng was still playing with the slingshot attentively, and Zhang Tingshu was also excited by the side, looking a little bit like he tried it himself.

"Fuck!" The fat man couldn't help it. He pulled out the box cannon from his waist and was about to raise his hand when a little brother next to him suddenly grabbed him.

"Brother, bear it! Next to that kid is Zhang Tingshu, the commander of the 112th Division." This guy who looked like a dog-headed military advisor said in a low voice and trembling manner.

The fat man was immediately discouraged. Not to mention a division commander, he couldn't afford to offend even a regiment commander.

It took Yang Feng more than ten minutes to punch out the last steel ball in his hand. The fat man's throat was hoarse. There was no complete piece of flesh on his wrists, but fortunately he did not move around, and the lower half was still intact.

"Come here, take this guy away and don't let him here affect traffic!" Yang Feng kicked him, then raised his head and shouted.

Nanshi is originally a place where there are no slacks. The public security is chaotic and dirty, and the hei gangs are often seen. Naturally, the police will not be taken care of by police. The fat man looked at his son and knew that these were all flesh injuries. He would be cured for a few months. Although his hands must have been affected, he would not be disabled. He is also a child of the world. He is used to blood and will not lose his mind. Looking at Yang Feng and Zhang Tingshu who were joking not far away, he hesitated for a moment but did not dare to step forward. He waved his hand and took his younger brothers away in a very lonely way.

The people watching the fun also dispersed. Even the father and daughter, after thanking Yang Feng, hurriedly began to pack up their things.

Seeing their nervous appearance, Yang Feng understood after thinking about it. If such a thing happened, the fat man dared not cause trouble for himself, but would not let them go afterwards. So he said, "Master, I am also implicating you. It's better to do this. If you are willing, go to Peking with my car tomorrow. There are many places where I need people, so I won't have more food for you!"

The old man hesitated for a moment. He was an old man. Although Yang Feng exaspered them, this kind of kindness with unknown origins must be a little vigilant.

"Master, don't worry too much. I just want to help you. If you don't want to, there is a check here, you can go to Citibank to exchange for one thousand dollars, or the same value of the ocean. At the current silver price, it is about three thousand." Yang Feng said, asking Lao Wu to take out the check book.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then showed a hint of shame, and stuttered with his hands and said, "We are ashamed of our kindness, but we are not afraid to receive it. My father and daughter are indeed planning to go to Peking. If you can take us with me, you will naturally be unable to get it."

"Okay, do whatever you want! Lao Wu, arrange two brothers to follow the master to prevent the fat man from causing trouble for them tonight." Yang Feng immediately said to Lao Wu.

The father and daughter hurriedly packed their things, and Yang Feng stood there and touched his chin and watched. Occasionally, he smiled at the two little girls, making their faces turn red.

"Brother Yang is interested in these twins?" Zhang Tingshu came over and asked in a low voice with a smirk.

"You are too beastly! You are not yet a grown-up!" Yang Feng looked at him with the look of looking at the scumbag.

"Will you become an adult?" Zhang Tingshu said with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just suddenly had a good idea. How about I choose some of the most talented people like Nanshi and Tianqiao, and then form a performance group and then go to Europe and the United States to perform on tour?"

"Can foreigners see this?" Zhang Tingshu looked disbelieving.

"You don't understand this, right? You're just looking at it fresh. First of all, you have to admit that they are really good at it, right?"

"I admit this. I can't even turn a plate. They can actually turn twelve ones, which is simply incredible." Zhang Tingshu nodded and said.

"Will this be a good point come? Then you will have some packaging, and you won't understand it. Simply put, dress them up beautifully, and then make them a tortuous life experience. Then exaggerate the hardships of their learning, and then add a famous reputation to them, such as genius girls, famous performing artists, etc. Anyway, they just make up casually. Then, before the people arrive, they will advertise in the newspaper and launch all the things you compiled. When the real person arrives, you will say will anyone read it?"

"I really want to see what you said," said Zhang Tingshu.

The father and daughter packed up their things. Qian En left with great gratitude. Yang Feng and Zhang Tingshu walked around for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, they got in the car and left.

Sitting in the car, Yang Feng began to carefully calculate his plan. Although this was just his inspiration, it was definitely very feasible. Chinese acrobatics are also famous internationally, especially Westerners today. Because of the lack of information, they still know very little about China. The magical art of an ancient country will undoubtedly become a good gimmick.

Moreover, this is also very beneficial to his cultural invasion. To be honest, it is actually very simple to win the favor of Westerners. In just one sentence, integrate into their world, live with them, work or even pick up girls. Never make yourself mysterious, especially don’t build a Chinese city to circle your own world. You won’t play with others anymore, so you can’t blame others for having some strange associations with you.

It’s like a new neighbor who moves a neighbor near your house, closes the door every day and doesn’t contact outsiders. Even if you come out, you will be robbing someone else’s job. So how would you guess them? I’m afraid it’s not surprising that they cook children every day.

In this regard, the Japanese are very impressed by Yang Feng. He has never heard of any Japanese city when he travels around the world, but Westerners are the most friendly to the Japanese.

It's time to change all this. Yang Feng thinks he has no choice but to blame for this difficult task. His two movies sold well in the United States. The Great Wall Decisive Battle can be said to be just a new look, but the junior brother really liked it. Now the most popular movie in the United States is it. Furong, who was provided by Yang Feng, is also filming. The author of the script clearly states that our beloved Xiaohua Comrade.

Now, there is an acrobatic troupe from China, a group of young boys and girls in their youth, showing the limits of human bodies in the most incredible way, and creating miracles after miracles with the most thrilling performances. They all have childhood experiences that make people cry, such as parents, their families burned by the Japanese, and their younger brother was beaten and injured by the Japanese and had no money to cure and die of illness. In short, they are a group of miserable children, a group of miserable children who are constantly striving for self-improvement.

"Brother Yang, Brother Yang!" Zhang Tingshu, who was sitting next to him, pushed Yang Feng, interrupting his fantasy of wandering outside the sky.

After the two returned to the Zhang Mansion, the program scheduled for the evening was not carried out because several politicians who left the country wanted to make friends with Yang Feng, a newly rising explosive household, so Zhang Zuoxiang simply invited the banquet to the evening. Basically, they were all old guys from the Beiyang clan, all of whom were well-known, including Sun Chuanfang who was about to be beaten to death by Shi Jianqiao, and Qi Xieyuan who became a traitor. A bunch of old people ran away in vain and bored Zhang Zuoxiang here to recall the glorious years of the past and just brag about passing the time, making Yang Feng and Zhang Tingshu worse than death.

"Ma, if you are with these old guys, I can suffocate you to death!" Zhang Tingshu ran out with Yang Feng through his urine escape, and said with a long breath.

"It seems that Wu Peifu is in Tianjin too, right?" Yang Feng asked suddenly.

"Well. He has no friendship with my old man and rarely has contacts." Zhang Tingshu said.

"One day I have the opportunity to meet you, to be honest, among these old guys, he and your old coach are worthy of admiration, especially you, you, which is a pity that your family business has been ruined for the rest of your life." Yang Feng sighed and said.

Zhang Tingshu remained silent. He was indeed dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaotuozi, but after all, he grew up together. It is still difficult to express his opinion that he is a prodigal son.

"The young marshal didn't expect the Japanese to be so ambitious." After a while, he sighed and said slowly.

"Brother Yang, I heard you set up a security brigade?" Then he changed the subject.

"I have a great family in Peking. Can I do not have some armed forces to protect myself? It is better to rely on myself than anyone else. Anyway, I, Yang Feng, said clearly that one day, the Japanese really came here. Even if you all ran away, I, Yang Feng, would not run away. I, Taoma, would live and die with Peking City. After all, I, I, piled all the factories with explosives and even jumped inside and exploded them all!" Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Zhang Tingshu didn't speak. Although Yang Feng's words were not nice, he knew very well that when the situation was irreversible, it was not impossible for the Northeast Army to abandon Peiping.

The topic was a bit heavy, and neither of them continued.

"I'll go back tomorrow too. Let's go together. If you go back to Peking, it's okay, so let's continue to sit at Brother Jingzhong. Anyway, he will be stationed in Shunyi now." Zhang Tingshu said.

"Then I can't go empty-handed, let's borrow your phone to use it." Yang Feng said.

Then he notified Li Mingde and asked him to prepare a batch of 7.92mm bullets, 82mm and 150mm mortar shells. Anyway, the ammunition factory produces them themselves and just pulls them directly from the warehouse. Yang Feng's ammunition factory has now begun to supply bullets to the 29th Army and Sun Dianying, and He Yingqin pretended not to see this. Anyway, he doesn't have to spend money, and you can sell them to whoever you like.

After putting down the phone, Yang Feng said to Zhang Tingshu again: "Brother Weijiu, you will also bring a group when you leave. I will give it to you by brother."

"Then the relationship is good. I'm short of ammunition now!" Zhang Tingshu said with a smile.

"It's not the time in the Northeast!" Yang Feng stimulated him a little more.

Zhang Tingshu smiled awkwardly.

Yang Feng's intentions are very sinister. The best way to control an army is to control their logistics supply. It is precisely this that the bald man has to hold the necks of all the princes. Yang Feng is learning from him now. When the Northeast Army gradually becomes inseparable from his ammunition supply, then he should not listen to him obediently? As for the bald man, why can't a heavy artillery regiment buy a year's worth? A year later, his own fighter jet will probably become him begging him.

The next morning, the father and daughter were waiting at the gate of Zhang's mansion. Yang Feng only found out their names at this time. The old one was Chen Quan'an. Two little girls, one was Chen Xiaoyan and the other was Chen Xiaoying. Their hometown was Wuqiao, and their ancestors did this.

They also told Yang Feng that in fact, there is a Wuqiao acrobatic team that is now exploring abroad, and it is indeed very popular.

"Master Chen, are you interested in leading a team? You just need to find someone, you must be really skilled. Leave everything else to me. It is best to find more people of Ling's age." Yang Feng said.

"Mr. Yang, please let me think about this." Old Chen hesitated and said.

"Okay, but don't waste too much time, because I will go to the United States next month, and I am going to take the team here." Yang Feng said.

The group got on the car separately. Five cars, plus Zhang Tingshu's Ford, drove directly to Peiping. After returning to Peiping, Yang Feng handed over the Chen family's father and daughter to Xiaohui and asked her to arrange a residence. Then he took Zhang Tingshu to the industrial park himself, pulled 500,000 bullets, twenty mortars, and four thousand shells from the ammunition factory. He bought some cigarettes and alcohol casually and got a few trucks to pull them. Yang Feng drove his cargo on this time, and more than a dozen cars went straight to Shunyi. It was noon when he arrived.

Previously, Zhang Tingshu had notified Huang Xiansheng that a group of officers from the Second Cavalry Division were all greeted outside the camp. Their cavalry division was composed of the Liaoning Public Security Team that retreated into the pass, so there were not many heavy weapons in their hands. Yang Feng's mortars could be said to have made them overjoyed.

"Mr. Yang's love is so great that we can't repay the Second Cavalry Division." Huang Xiansheng clasped his fists and said.

"General Huang is polite. I can't say that I give these to you. I'm giving them to my police brothers who died in Shenyang City." Yang Feng said with a serious face.

Huang Xiansheng looked dim, and the other officers also looked sad.

A fact that all Chinese should remember is that when tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Beida camp were driven to flee in a hurry by hundreds of Japanese troops, the police in Shenyang City were fighting to the death with the Japanese army with superior forces. In the most tragic point, more than 20 police officers in a police station fought until they were exhausted until their ammunition was exhausted. They all fought with the Japanese army with bayonets. After their death, the Japanese were exposed to their bodies on the streets.

And there is more than one police station that has been killed in battle like this.

"Today, friends are getting together, don't mention these sad things." Zhang Tingshu said hurriedly.

Huang Xiansheng hurriedly invited Yang Feng in.

Visiting the military camp and inspecting soldiers are all indispensable programs. It should be said that Huang Xiansheng's unit has a high morale. There were also examples of taking the initiative during the Great Wall War of Resistance. It should be considered relatively capable of fighting among the Northeast Army, but the equipment is poor.

"The morale is good, and they are all very energetic. The guys in the hands of the brothers are almost there. To be honest, I think the best cavalry is to get more submachine guns, especially the American Thomson. That thing is more exciting when fighting. Just rush up with a big bullet and sweep it directly." Yang Feng spitted and became an expert.

Huang Xiansheng thought to himself, you said it easy, who will buy us? How many horses should I buy a Thomson! (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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