Chapter 433: The First Tyrant of Rehe

If you don't have the courage to die, you can only continue to be led by Liu Lang.

Therefore, Liu Lang guessed correctly the troops sent by Tanibe Zhaobei.

At the same time, they also dug a pit, waiting to bury one of the most notorious traitors in the Northeast in modern history, and they will never be able to turn over.

As for the "Niu Er Small Plan", the recruit Niu Er never knew where he was small, and he even asked the fat man Tuanzuo to deliberately give himself the name of such an action plan.

No one would know that it was purely Liu Lang's article to commemorate the famous anti-Japanese hero he learned when he was a child.

War, let women and children go away. But that young man, for a certain belief, stayed in the boy forever.

Time goes back twelve hours ago.

Chengde City.

The second cargo man who had already received Liu Lang's telegram order was still wearing his windy, no, it should be called Changfeng's shoulder, and sat in a palatial hall with a golden knife.

Under the buttocks of the second man is a Taishi chair made of ebony, the wood is warm and greasy, like a girl's skin, sitting on it, I don't even want to get up. The second-hand man, who was used to sitting on stone stumps, was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed, and he only hummed a few times to express that his buttocks were very comfortable and refreshing.

The huge table of eight immortals in front of him is made of a whole piece of red sandalwood, red is auspicious, purple is precious, red purple is a symbol of great wealth and nobility, eating on such a table of eight immortals is estimated to have a much better appetite!

At night, the lanterns in the hall were lit with sandalwood whale oil, and the fire was bright, warm and fragrant.

It's definitely a rich family.

Proper tycoons, as the Han family, who controls most of the cloth and grain trading in Rehe Province, in the entire Rehe, if the Han family says that the family is the second, then no one dares to say the first.

Not to mention the successive governors of Rehe, they have to be respectful to the Han family, the richest man in Rehe, that is, the commander of the Eighth Division, Nishi Yoshiichi, and the chief of staff Tanibe Terubei, who occupied Chengde, all treated Han Tianhao, the head of the Han family, with courtesy.

The reason is very simple, there are three most important food and clothing related to people's livelihood, and the Han family accounts for two of them. If you want to mess up Rehe, you just need to let the Han family finish.

In the face of such a Han family, which can disrupt the whole province with a single move, how could the Kwantung Army, which has always wanted to take the whole province of Rehe into its arms, destroy him? What the Japanese need now is a stable Rehe, a Rehe that can deliver money and grain to the Japanese mainland, not a Rehe that still needs to spend a lot of energy and money to operate.

The Japanese don't have that patience and don't have that much time right now.

Of course, the most important thing is that they don't have that money, and they themselves are still on the road of being almost poor by the end of the army!

What's more, as soon as the Japanese army entered Chengde City, the Han family took the initiative to lean in. The dozen or so boxes of gold in the logistics warehouse of the Eighth Division included a quarter of the contribution of the Han family. Not to mention, there are also private dots for His Excellency Lieutenant General Nishiyiichi and His Excellency Terube Tanibe, and other Japanese officers.

The Han family, in Chengde City, is the biggest celebrity in the Japanese army, which is known to the whole city.

Naturally, under the testimony of the people and the leadership of the goatee, he led a group of bandits to smash the doors of fifteen wealthy families in Chengde, and robbed the "local tyrants" who shamelessly threw themselves at the Japanese and took the initiative to contribute a large amount of gold and silver into "soil".

The second man boarded the door of the Han family, the richest man in Rehe.

The Han family, who had been surrounded by nearly 200 live ammunition bandits carrying heavy machine guns for nearly six hours, finally waited for the arrival of the owner of the sword of Damocles that was always hanging over his head.

Although the owner was a little frustrated, not only was he dressed very well, but he also sat on a Taishi chair, and he sat very comfortably and twisted his butt on it for a long time.

However, the power comes out of the barrel of the gun, and now the soil bun is the boss.

Han Tianhao, the head of the Han family, who was honestly sitting on the small chair under the second cargo man, just looked up at the soil buns and enjoyed it. Not to mention that the second man is a bun, Han Tianhao, who has a round head and a round body, has a smile on his face, and is even more flattering than looking at the Japanese lieutenant general.

That look like a second man said: Come on, my brother likes you. This one can immediately take off his pants and twist his waistless waist and pout his hips.

Because Han Tianhao understands very well that the gang of bandits in front of him is much more ruthless than the Japanese who kill people and destroy their families at every turn. Especially for the Han family.

The Japanese still need him, whether it is out of stability or hoping to make money from him, even if his Han family is a fattened pig, he has to wait until the Chinese New Year to kill it.

But these bandits, that's different. Even if the Han family is a small suckling pig, it will have to be roasted by the hungry bandits, if they are not fed.

"Master Diao, the Japanese have already robbed the Han family, and now what you have in front of you is the last bit of wealth of the Han family? If you are not satisfied, then Han Someone can only take the family to jump into the river. Seeing that the second man was always squinting and rubbing against the Taishi chair, Han Tianhao finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart and took the initiative to speak.

"The Han family? Is the Han family surnamed Han or the "cold" family shuddering? If it's the former, then you're not honest, the Han family, the richest man in Rehe, tsk, just such a little thing? If it's the latter, hehe, your old Han is even more, you are all Han family, who dares to call this hot river of the special mother? The second man slowly rubbed the armrest of the smooth and warm Taishi chair, as if it was the girl's softest skin.

How to say it! From language to action, there is still a bit of the meaning of a cunning copycat boss. That is, with his small shoulders and exposed chest hair。。。。。。

It's really, I can't bear to look at it directly.

The boss doesn't know who to learn from, and he's getting better at pretending.

The corners of the mouth of the thirteenth who stood in the lower hand twitched.

But Han Tianhao didn't have the careful thinking of the little bandit, and the round middle-aged fat man was about to cry because of the bandit uncle's heart-wrenching remarks.

That's obvious! The four boxes of gold, silver, and jewelry, plus nearly 50,000 oceans, which had been placed in the hall, could not satisfy the appetite of this uncle.

With a "poof", the middle-aged fat man with a head full of cold sweat knelt on the ground.

"Eagle master, Han family, no, it's the Han family, in the past few decades of doing business in Rehe, although there is a slight margin, but as soon as the Japanese came to the dog day, they robbed most of it! Not to mention nearly 8,000 taels of gold, even the glass jade bracelet from the old pit in Myanmar that my wife has worn for decades has been robbed by the son of a bitch! This is something that can be testified by the Chen Accounts Office, and now there is only this left in the family. The carving master can send someone to search, if you find another gold or two, you can plant a lotus flower in my Han Tianhao Shenjiang。。。。。。 "The middle-aged fat man is also a good hand at acting, he cries when he says he cries, and there is no forbearance in the middle.

That snot and tears were muddy, as if he was the most miserable person in the world.