When he woke up, the fat man found that there seemed to be more people around him. He was all fucking innocent faces. No need to guess, he knew that it was an agent arranged by the Japanese on the train.

"I felt so comfortable sleeping this time. I'll give me a bowl of bird's nest first!"

When Fujita heard Li Feng say this, he almost vomited blood.

He has now figured out the trick of this fat man speaking, that is, there are no more than one, one hammer and one hammer, anyway, just listen selectively.

As for the bullshit thing about using bird's nest to rinse his mouth, he naturally chose not to hear it.

The fat man saw Fujita unmoved, so he looked at him angrily, then drank a cup of tea and vomited it on the ground.

"I said it's here, the train speed is still OK!"

Take the train heading south and stop when you arrive at Pukou, and then a group of people take a boat to Nanjing.

The little fat man thought he could take the boat quietly, but he didn't expect that as soon as he got off the train, the people outside rushed over like ants.

The fat man was shocked on the spot. Not only were there reporters, but there were also some strange people, and even gangsters holding weapons.

Damn, when did the gang come to join in the fun?

"Mr. Li Feng, please explain why you came to Nanjing?"

"Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng, are you really going to surrender to the Japanese?"

"Li Feng, I am a rough man, I just want to ask, are you going to be a traitor?"

Holding an axe in his hand, he almost cut his sweat. The fat man said angrily:

"Didn't I answer you a long time ago? I'm not going to be a traitor, I'm just going back to Jiangnan to see my parents!

Although this was what the Japanese invited me to come and see, since their invitation was in line with my opinion, why wouldn't I come?"

"Although that's right, if Mr. Li Feng didn't become a traitor, why didn't the Japanese kill you?"

The question asked by this reporter was very interesting, and a group of people wanted to hear Li Feng's answer very much. Unexpectedly, the fat man's next answer almost made them vomit blood.

"This is not simple. This Japanese devil wants me, so of course he won't kill me?"

Do the Japanese ask you for Li Feng?

You are afraid you are not stupid!

"I wonder what the devil has to ask you for?"

The reporter asked boldly, Fujita next to him was almost drawing his sword, but the fat man still smiled and replied:

"They begged me to be a traitor. Didn't I kill a major general of the Japanese a while ago? They want to use this matter to attack our enthusiasm for the War of Resistance!

Do you think the enthusiasm of the national military and civilians to fight against the war can be controlled by Li Feng, just like me?

So what I want to tell you is that those who should fight the Japanese continue to fight the Japanese. Anyway, I, Li Feng, will not be a traitor, don’t worry!

This group of Japanese have occupied our Nanjing. Today, I will openly go around Nanjing as the Eighth Route Army and as a Chinese soldier!”

The fat man said this very imposingly, so that all the reporters present were fooled by him. Many people clenched their fists and thought that Li Feng was a very awesome person.

Yes, being able to wander around Nanjing as a Chinese soldier seems to be a very pretentious thing, but why do you always feel a little strange?

Fujita felt very embarrassed. He originally wanted to splash all the dirty water on Li Feng and force him to surrender, but he didn't expect that this fat man would actually play like this.

"Feng Jun, I hope you can consider your parents. I heard that your mother is in poor health, so please pay attention when speaking!"

Damn, threaten me.

The fat man pulled his mouth and decided not to continue talking. What if the Japanese were forced into a hurry and really hurt his mother?

"Okay, I won't continue to tell you. If you have time, come to Nanjing for a walk. As the Eighth Route Army, I can take you to have some roast duck!"

After saying that, the fat man took off his coat. At this time, the Japanese discovered that Li Feng was actually wearing the Eighth Route Army uniform, and it was brand new.

A group of reporters thought this was a very interesting thing and hurriedly took photos. It was very fresh. One of the Eighth Route Army went to Nanjing City to visit.

"I knew Li Feng would not surrender to the Japanese. You see, what I said is right!"

I don’t know where 250 came from, but he actually swayed in front of the Japanese with an axe. If the Japanese hadn’t designed it on purpose, his head would have moved long ago.

Surrounded by the Japanese, the little fat man boarded a large ship to Nanjing in the uniform of the Eighth Route Army.

However, the reporters were stopped by the Japanese and asked them to delete the photos in the camera, so that the fat man could send out the words of the Chinese military and civilians' enthusiasm for fighting the war.

Before these Japanese could do something, gunshots suddenly came, and several Japanese were beaten to death on the spot.

The fat guy saw the situation so terrible? It seems that the comrades in the future will not handle the matter well.

Well, I have to do something like helping myself. The little fat man kicked the agent next to him away, and then quietly hid behind the cover.

Fujita thought Li Feng was about to run away, so he rushed over, but found that the fat man was dodging bullets.

Damn, you fat guy are really afraid of death.

"I have already said Fengjun, please don't make small moves!"

Toyota thought this was done by the little fat man, but he didn't expect Li Feng to give him a look and curse:

"Damn, I've told you a long time ago, don't go too far. Look, everyone wants to assassinate me now. If someone hadn't blocked the bullet for me, it would have hit me!"

Fujita looked at the agent who was killed in front of him, thinking that he had been kicked out to block the bullets by you?

Well, the Japanese agents completed his glorious mission and protected an enemy. I don’t know if Tianhuang would kill him again when he arrived at the underground.

Originally, Fujita thought he was just looking at Li Feng, but what he didn't expect was that the assassination team was a bit ruthless this time, and it disrupted the scene, so that he and Li Feng were separated directly.

The fat man also found it very strange why the other party could always determine his position and seemed to be attacking him, but he didn't want to kill him.

In the end, the fat man was alone and quietly hid at an alley. I can't kill anyone, can't you let me hide?

Not long after he was hiding, he suddenly heard a sound of footsteps. Before he could run, a wall next to him cracked, Suizhuang almost flew Li Feng's face.

"Damn, who is so fucking good!"

The little fat man always felt that this scene was very familiar, but he felt that escaping was important. Just as he wanted to run away, he heard a familiar voice coming from behind.

"Don't leave, fat man!"

Oh, why is this aunt here?
Chapter completed!