The Yangtze River, Nanjing hates it!

The two Japanese were finally rescued, but their heads were bleeding, as if they were smashed by something, and they are still unconscious now.

Naturally, Li Feng would not pay attention to these boring things, nor would he admit that the two Japanese were injured by him.

Because he had already seen Nanjing City in front of him, it was a capital that had not been destroyed by several dynasties, but he did not expect that it would fall into the hands of the Japanese.

The little fat man felt a little sad, but at this moment he was more thinking about his own task. As long as he could complete that task, he would die less.

The ship approached the dock, and soon a pair of ghosts rushed forward to greet him, and then another reporter came.

No need to guess, Li Feng knew that these reporters were all Japanese, and the purpose was to create a way that Li Feng had joined the Nanjing government.

"Welcome to Mr. Li Feng. I believe Mr. Li Feng will be very happy at this moment, because joining the Nanjing government is the most correct decision you have made!"

A reporter was taking photos and shouting at this time, for fear that the people around him would not hear it.

Fujita was very satisfied with the reporter. He glanced at him and several more reporters stood up and said almost the same thing.

The people around him immediately turned red. After seeing Li Feng, they vomited and cursed in a low voice:

"Phoa, a dog traitor!"

"I said why did the Japanese send so many people to welcome them? Love is a big traitor!"

"The clothes this man wears seem to be the clothes of the New Fourth Army, and it turns out to be a traitor to the New Fourth Army!"

"Shame!"

Seeing these expressions of the people, Fujita expressed his satisfaction. He did not drive away the people, but instead made a gesture of inviting Li Feng.

"Please, Mr. Feng, we have arranged a room for you!"

The little fat man glanced at him lightly, then turned around and kicked the reporters just now at a speed of lightning speed.

thump!

thump!

thump!

Suddenly, a series of splashes of water splashed. When Fujita realized, the reporters were already shouting for help.

At this time, the little fat man was like a ok person, smoothing out the wrinkles on his clothes, then pulled his collar and smiled:

"These dog traitors asked them to drink the water from the Yangtze River. Oh, by the way, before I enter the city with you, I have to do one more thing!"

So in the incomprehensible eyes of the Japanese, the fat man made a convenient move in front of so many Japanese, and below was a group of reporters falling into the water.

"I feel comfortable~"

The fat man tightened his trouser belt, then walked to Fujita with a smile on his face and said:

"Let's go, see what big villa you have arranged for me?"

Fujita was very happy, but he felt a little unhappy when he saw the little fat man doing this. He looked at the Japanese soldiers next to him and couldn't help but curse:

"Go and save people!"

These reporters were specially found by them. If they drowned here, how could they use their pens to discredit Li Feng?

Well, the Yangtze River water should not be able to flood people. And just now, the fat man urinated for several times, and all fell on the heads of these people. I guess they had tasted a few more times. I think they didn’t have to urge them themselves, so these reporters would write some articles to discredit Li Feng.

Damn, what a sinister fat man.

Fujita still admires Li Feng very much. If she could, she would never want to face such an opponent because he was afraid that when he met Li Feng, he would not even know how he died.

Seeing Li Feng in front of him walking over with a swagger, kicked him away, and a Japanese soldier sitting on a motorcycle cursed in the angry eyes of the other party:

"What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will hit you?"

The Japanese man was holding a machine gun in his hand. He wanted to lift up and shrank the fat man in front of him, but Fujita rushed over at this time and shouted at the Japanese man:

"Go and do your own thing right now, leave it to me here!"

After saying that, he pulled the little fat man in one direction, which made Li Song very unhappy. I just wanted to get on a motorcycle, and you were going to pull me. Could it be that you want me to walk in?

A few minutes later, Li Feng realized that he seemed to blame Fujita for wrongly. The Japanese devils didn't want to pull him to walk, but instead brought him into the jeep.

"Well, this car is pretty good, it's just not bulletproof. Just turn around and be a car for me!"

My fat man shamelessly wanted to take this car for himself, so Fujita selectively pretended that he hadn't heard it, which would give the officials and men in Nanjing a headache.

Most of the people guarding Nanjing were puppet troops, and of course some of the Japanese were also involved.

But who asked these puppet troops to curry favor with the Japanese? Therefore, the puppet troops do any hard work and they can only use the Japanese when fighting.

The little fat man wore the Eighth Route Army uniform and sat in the Japanese jeep and entered the city easily.

The puppet army company commander in charge of the inspection failed to figure out why the Japanese brought a New Fourth Army into the city?

There was a ghost puppet army next to him carrying a gun. Seeing the company commander so confused, he walked up and asked quietly:

"Company Commander, that person seemed to be a New Fourth Army just now. Why did the Japanese take him in?"

The puppet army company commander looked at his younger brother angrily, then slapped the other party in the head and cursed:

"You ask me, I don't know how to do your own thing first, get out!"

After saying that, I tightened my clothes and continued to work. Recently, many rich people have entered the city and made some money.

The Japanese devils are not active at all when they work, and they actually take the big head when they are sharing money. Why didn’t they drop thunder and strike them to death?

...

When the little fat man saw the yard in front of him, his excitement was instantly cooled down, and then he grabbed Fujita's collar and asked:

"Is this the villa you provide me with?"

Fujita was a little helpless because he just received the news that the officer responsible for receiving Li Feng in Nanjing had quit, so the job fell on him again.

Damn, he misses Xuzhou very much now, and his own subordinates. He would rather go to war than stay with this fat man.

But there was no way, his own old commander also called and said that he would stay in Nanjing for a while.

"Li Feng, you said that you live in a villa yourself, but we have never said that you will live in a villa!"

When the fat man saw the captives still making such a fuss, aren’t he afraid that we will cut off your head?

"Can't you give me some preferential treatment? I'm a little valuable to you!"

"Feng Jun knows that he is not dead because he is valuable. We hope you can be honest so that something happens!"

Fujita didn't forget to warn him when he left, so the fat man gave the other party a middle finger when he was about to come.

Damn, why are the Japanese so crazy? I turned around and called you a human being.

Then, under the gaze of several supervisors, the fat man pushed open the door and walked in...
Chapter completed!