Xiao Shun said Liu Wudao roughly that Han Xiao Mo was caught while drinking. "It seems that our shock seems to have annoyed Wang Lame. He wants to have a larger foe with us and try to save the Korean shopkeeper quickly."

Ma Hang nodded. "Korea’s shopkeeper is sure to suffer this time. Let’s chop up Wang Lame’s father’s finger. Korea’s shopkeeper is sure to feel bad, too. Zou Kai, you should go to town at once to touch Wang Lame’s low dragon hero and Brother Wu, and you two should also go to town to help beggars’ gangs and green gang to sound out Wang Lame’s power. Others are ready to start work."
The three promised to turn around and act quickly. Xiaoshun struggled to sit up. "I’ll go, too."
Mu Yunchen shook his head. "No, you need to rest. Besides, you missed your face in the city. If the lame king finds some danger, stay in the cottage for the time being."
After ordering everyone to go to the hall, Ma Hang and Han Xiaomo were left with their eyes staring at each other. After a long time, Ma Hang first asked, "Brother Mu, how do I feel that we can’t stay in Changchun? The Japanese want to drive us away so much. If we don’t leave, will it lead to greater revenge? From Wang Lame’s action, we will be very passive if we want others to start work."
Mu Yunchen nodded. "I remember the time you said that the Korean shopkeeper told you that there were Japanese spies around us. According to my observation during this period, there was no problem. This time, the expansion was too strong and the personnel were complicated."
"I also saw it and didn’t find out who was the spy." Ma Hang nodded. "So I suggested that we should leave Changchun to purify our department first and then come back later."
Two days later, Zou Kai, Long Jie and Liu Wu all came back. According to Zou Kai’s intelligence, the king limped Han Xiaomo and put him in his independent brigade’s cell. Every day, when he had enough to eat, he interrogated Han Xiaomo and refused to admit that he had been beaten black and blue. Long Jie also said, "The garrison in Changchun City has suddenly increased a lot, and it is also possible to drive away beggars as far as possible. Some streets are guarded by soldiers and beggars are not allowed."
Liu Wudao: "These are all normal. People in green gang have got the news. Puyi, the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, has accepted the Japanese invitation to come to Changchun to prepare for the establishment of Manchukuo. Many green gang bosses are rushing to changchun road to meet Puyi in Changchun."
"That’s right," said Mu Yunchen. "If Puyi wants to come to Japan and wants to make Changchun, the capital of Manchuria, around Changchun, we will definitely make them target Japanese with great ambitions."
"What shall we do?" Longjie asked.
Ma Daodao "I don’t care what the emperor does not dare to arrest my brother, then he must fight hard with him. It’s just that Changchun City has a Japanese support and his king limps so overbearing to unload the old man and send him an arm to let Wang limp know that he touched my brother. I want his life to compensate."
There was a red light in the horse’s eyes, which no one had ever seen before. It happened once when he killed Scar.
Chapter three hundred and fifty-two The last emperor
The train hijacking incident made the whole Nanman Railway nervous for a long time. After that, I didn’t know what was going on elsewhere. In Changchun, Gang Yoshio specially organized a so-called road guard force to set up a temporary post every ten miles, and some vital railway lines implemented a 24-hour patrol system.
This practice has indeed avoided many train robberies, and it has achieved remarkable results. Puyi is a cautious person who has become timid since he was forced to abdicate. Anyone who doesn’t want to be too publicity has nothing to do every day, such as smoking, drinking, dancing and so on.
Puyi sat in a window position, wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, a suit, a smooth hair comb, and looked out of the window with his head behind his head. "Where is this?"
"Back to the position" Pu Jie quickly said, "It’s just past Siping and it’s almost Changchun."
"Siping" Puyi nodded. "It’s almost time. Let people get something to eat. I’m a little hungry."
Pu Jie quickly promised to turn around and told people to prepare for Puyi and stretched himself. "I knew I wouldn’t come in Tianjin after such a long walk. What a place! How did the Japanese tell you whether they would allow us to set the flag again?"
Pu Jie first nodded and shook his head. "This hasn’t been discussed yet. I mean, the flag is set by our ancestors. Since we want to rebuild the country, it is natural to re-establish the flag. The Japanese should not object."
"This is the best," Puyi nodded. "Sit down, just the two brothers. There is no need to understand so much. Try me. I brought this from Tianjin specially. It’s a good thing. Ten cars and one silver."
Pu Jie has been paying attention to the pair of "white jade balls" in Puyi’s hand. He saw that it was an ordinary stone, not jade. He felt that he could buy 70 pounds for a dollar in the post-processing market. His brother was cheated again.
Pu Jie nodded and sat opposite Puyi, pretending to enjoy the pair of "jade balls" very much. When few servants broke a few cakes and 10,000 lotus tremella porridge, the faint heat floated out of the bowl, and the whole carriage felt a bit sweet and greasy.
Puyi took a cake and handed it to Pu Jie Pu Jie. He quickly caught Puyi with both hands and smiled. He just scooped up a spoonful of "honk" in a small bowl. The harsh metal friction suddenly reminded Pu Jie that his heart was cold at once and he wouldn’t meet the situation that day again. When Pu Jie got up from the ground, Puyi had already rolled to the door.
It’s sticky from head to toe, white fungus lotus soup, eyes are gone, hair is messed up, suit sleeves are hung out for a long time, and several servants and Pu Jie have failed to get up from where they fell. They rushed over and knelt down on Puyi’s side to clean up the filth and ask if there is anything.
"Bang bang" outside the train immediately remembered the guards inside the gun car and the outsiders. The gunfight shells banged on the carriage and scared Pu Jie to overwhelm Puyi.
"What’s the matter?" Puyi asked with trepidation, looking for a place relatively far away from the window.
Pu Jie and Puyi huddled together "it is estimated that they have met bandits again".
"Bandit" Puyi, who had seen bandits, wanted to get up and see what bandits were like. Pu Jie quickly pulled them.
"People inside listen to me. I don’t want to leave thirteen carriages this time. Others can go." Someone shouted outside the window. When people heard this, they quickly took out their tickets and compared themselves with thirteen carriages, shouting and rushing to the traffic.
Everyone who has been running all this way knows that bandits are fierce, and they are also convinced of bandits’ words. Bandits speak more reliably than those officials. Since bandits want thirteen carriages, they should be fine.
"Can we also go?" Puyi asked. Pu Jie sat there with his eyes glazed over and asked Puyi nothing because they were thirteen carriage guests.
Ma Hang kicked the door and two bayonets suddenly emerged from the door. Ma Hang leaned back and pushed his feet forward. Behind the door, there were two Japanese soldiers who were kicked in the key by Ma Hang. They immediately threw a gun to cover their crotch and fell to the ground, followed by a knife and a chop of stones. They looked at the trembling horses in the carriage and looked around. They were all dressed in a group of people, and no one was dressed differently.
"The dog ran away." The stone also looked at it and turned to take people to chase it.
Ma Hang shouted "Come back and pull those two out for me"
Longjie looked at the past in the direction of Ma Hang’s fingers. Two of the servants were not expected to be human. One by one, the skin was white and the flesh was fine. With a smile, the two led the two to "kneel".
"I, oh, no, I never kneel." Puyi just said that I, Pu Jie, shook my head with a wry smile. This time, I really want to hide.
Ma Hang stared at Pu Jie without looking at Puyi first. After watching it for a long time, he suddenly laughed, "Does Prince Gong still remember me?"
Pu Jie quickly looked up for a while and laughed. "It turned out to be Suzuki Jun, okay, okay. This is Suzuki Jun, a Japanese, not a bandit."
Ma Hang quickly waved his hand. "No, no, no, I’m not Japanese, and I’m a bandit. My real name is Ma Hang."
The words "Ma Hang" have been heard many times by Pu Jie when he was in Changchun. It doesn’t matter if the bandits were robbed once. They were robbed by Ma Hang. I didn’t expect to fall into Ma Hang’s hands again. "You are really Ma Hang." Pu Jie didn’t believe him. He remembered that this person had seen it himself.
Ma Hang nodded. "Let’s talk about the past another day. If you are so old, you should stay with me for two days. If you are so big, you should not have seen how bandits live. I will let you go today."
When the "Emperor" Pu Yi drove, the old ministers and loyal ministers in the other carriages knelt down around the thirteenth carriage, one by one, with tears streaming down their faces and pounding their chests. If the bandits didn’t stop the tears, they would have drowned people.
Chapter three hundred and fifty-three You put people first
Those old people of the former Qing Dynasty have been following Ma Hang all the time, and no matter what methods are used, they can’t be driven away, even if the threat of death is useless, crying all the way makes people extremely upset.
The stone lifted his leg and vaulted his horse, grabbed a white old man with pure hair and beard, and roared, "You old things, our eldest brother said that you should go to Changchun and let the Japanese put my brother back completely, and then kill Wang Lame’s family. The emperor will definitely give it back to you. It’s not polite to follow the old again."
I don’t know if the stone said that the voice was too loud or the old man ran so long that he was exhausted. The stone yelled for a long time. The old man looked at the stone with his mouth slightly open. wait for a while let go and the old man collapsed to the ground and died.
The people around "Rong Lao Da Ren Rong Lao Da Ren" hurried to save the old man who was dead. This grief was even greater. Puyi looked at a group of senile old men who followed him and could no longer put on the emperor’s style. He looked at the stone and stared at him. "Look at what you are looking at, then look at it, and pull your eyes out."
"This brave man" Puyi has not forgotten to pull out his own classical Chinese "Can I say a few words with them?"
"What are you trying to say?" Stone asked.
Mu Yunchen said, "Let him talk."
"Thank you" Puyi nodded slightly at Mu Yunchen and walked to his "ministers". Everyone immediately fell on their knees, kneeling in the soft snow and being forced to a big pit with tears in their faces, shouting "Imperial position".
A stone gun is pointed at Puyi’s lower back. "Say something quickly, fart quickly and dare to play any tricks, and I’ll shoot you immediately."
Put on your clothes and wave, "Get up, all of you. I don’t blame you."
"Huang" cries louder, and an old man in the front has tears in his eyes. "I am in danger and we are all able to plead guilty."
"Please plead guilty" and everyone kowtowed to Puyi.
"I don’t blame you all for getting up," Puyi said. "He wanted a horse to help everyone, but he was tied up and couldn’t move." If you are really safe, go to Changchun. I don’t want to see others tell the Japanese what happened. These strong men asked me to believe that these strong men won’t be difficult for me. "
Mu Yunchen went on to say, "You can rest assured that the Japanese will release my brother and your emperor. We are not interested."
"Think twice about bandits. Can you believe them?" The old man didn’t want to walk away. "Why are bandits much better than you traitors? If you don’t get out, don’t blame me." Bang! A gun hit the old man’s feet.
The old man took a step back in a hurry, but his mouth was not forgiving. "Even if you kill me today, I won’t leave."
"Then I’ll be you." Ma Hang took out his spear without saying anything, and slammed one by one. The bullet immediately left the chamber and drew a sharp sound in the air. "Boom!" The old man’s crown was uncovered just before he died. He never thought it would be like this.
"Fuck off, don’t go, the old man will collapse." Ma Hang shouted that the minions around him immediately unloaded their rifles from their shoulders. Ma Hang coldly looked at this group of people kneeling on the ground and "give you ten seconds to shoot one, two, three."