Chapter 770: Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade

"Open the door quickly, if you don't open it, we'll smash the door!"

The gate of the Qian family's compound was crumbling under the violent kicking, and the people outside the door were already a little impatient.

"Coming, coming......"

Qian Fuming trotted to the gate while agreeing, and the family members also stepped forward to remove the wooden stick from behind the bolt and pushed the door open.

More than a dozen thunderbolts and burning torches came into Qian Fuming's eyes, and under the light of the fire, dozens of people dressed in various clothes and holding guns were standing there with fierce looks.

"Water, water bandits......" Seeing this scene, a family member was already so frightened that his legs were weak, and he couldn't say anything.

And Qian Fuming's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, he originally thought that it was Yang Ling and they couldn't wait, so they sent someone over to transport things, but who knew that it was another group of people.

Seeing this gang of fierce gods and evil people with guns, his face also turned pale, who is he provoking whom, he has just been prepared to send money and food to Yang Ling and them to atone for his crimes, and now the bandits are coming to the door again.

"You are fucking blind, see clearly, Lao Tzu is the anti-Japanese national salvation brigade stationed in Xinzhuang, when the water bandits, it is all the old yellow calendar, we are now an anti-Japanese team! Fight devils! ”

A man with a scar armed with a short gun kicked the man who had said the wrong thing to the ground, and corrected him viciously.

Qian Fuming's ancestors lived here for generations, so he naturally knew the origin of the so-called Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, which was originally entrenched in a nearby stream of bandits.

Now that the devils are here, they have also raised the banner of resistance against Japan, but the devils have not seen them fight a few times, and they have eaten and drunk for nothing under the banner of resisting Japan, and they have done a lot of bad things, so that the villagers in the nearby areas dare not speak out.

Seeing that these guys were actually eyeing him, Qian Fuming was also bitter in his heart, but he still had to smile on his face, for fear of annoying the other party.

"It turned out to be the bosses of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, I came to visit late at night, I don't know what happened?" Qian Fuming arched his hand at them and asked respectfully.

"The treasurer of the money, we have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, we are here today, there is indeed something important to discuss, but you blocked us from the door and did not let us in, this is probably not a way of hospitality, right?"

A sturdy bald head at the head, with two short guns stuck in his waist on the left and right, looked at Qian Fuming who was blocking the door, and opened his mouth in a strange way, it was the deputy captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, Hu Biao.

Qian Fuming hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "The bosses have misunderstood, misunderstood, I can't welcome you when you come, why don't I let you in." ”

"It's just that you see this big night, the ladies in the family have already slept, I'm afraid it's inconvenient, and I ask you to forgive me......"

"Fuck you, Lao Tzu understands you, who the fuck understands Lao Tzu, we work hard to fight devils, you are wives and children hot kang heads, why!" Before Qian Fuming's words were finished, the man with the scar shouted.

"Yes, why!"

These members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade all shouted along, and the momentum was terrifying, which woke up the villagers living nearby.

"Money shopkeeper, you see, my brothers who fought with devils and shed blood and sacrificed, passing by Zhang's family to gather in your house to beg for saliva and drink, right?" Hu Biao waved his hand to stop the noise of those people behind him, and turned his head to Qian Fuming.

Qian Fuming has begun to scold his mother in his heart now, it is a joke for you to fight devils, from the establishment of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade to the present when the Communist Party has fought with devils once, nearly 1,000 people have been beaten by dozens of devils, and he is embarrassed to say that he is ashamed of them.

Although he was cursing in his heart, Qian Fuming now also knew that if he didn't let these people into the house today, I was afraid they wouldn't give up.

"Then please sit in the boss's room."

Qian Fuming faced Hu Biao, the deputy captain of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade, who was already impatient, and had to turn sideways and get out of the way.

"Tell the kitchen to boil some boiling water for the anti-Japanese bosses." Qian Fuming instructed the family.

"By the way, get some food, chicken, duck, fish, and meat, the brothers are hungry!" Hu Biao added by the way.

And Jia Ding looked at Qian Fuming with an embarrassed face, and although Qian Fuming was in pain, he still nodded.

Now the anti-Japanese resistance is great, especially the anti-Japanese armed forces behind the enemy line are all kinds of kinds, and if they want to survive, they must all serve well, and they cannot be offended.

Dozens of fierce members of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade entered the Qian family's compound in a hurry, and before the Qian family could greet them, they began to drill around in groups, which frightened the female dependents who came out to see the situation screaming.

"Hahaha."

Seeing these women trembling with fright made these unchangeable people burst into laughter.

"Go back, go back to the backyard house and stay!"

Seeing these wolf-like soldiers, they hurriedly scolded the ladies and let them go to the backyard.

"Brothers, treat me honestly, and I will go in and discuss with the treasurer." Hu Biao commanded, as if he was in his own home, and went straight to the hall opposite the door.

"Keep an eye on them, and don't let them slip away with anything valuable." Qian Fuming summoned the housekeeper and pointed to the people of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade who were looking around.

"Yes, sir." The butler also hurriedly nodded and agreed.

In the middle of the night, the Qian family's compound was soon brightly lit, and the families were busy cooking and boiling water, while the dozens of people from the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade were chaotic and noisy.

"Damn, why don't you bring it to you yet!" These unrelenting people urged loudly from time to time.

Let the housekeeper be busy and sweaty: "Here it is, here it is." ”

The people Hu Biao brought over were all from the bandits, and now they have guns in their hands, although Qian Fuming is reluctant to do so in his heart, he has to be comfortable to serve.

Dozens of people were eating and drinking in the courtyard, and the living room of the Qian family was much quieter, Hu Biao sat in the first place, and two strong brothers stood on his left and right.

And the host Qian Fuming sat in the position of the hand, but he was like a guest, trembling.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are no longer water bandits, we are now a team of devils." Looking at Qian Fuming, whose face was a little pale, Hu Biao comforted him with a big grin.

"Yes, yes." Although Qian Fuming pretended to be calm, the panic in the eyes on his face still betrayed him.

"Then I don't know what Chief Hu is doing here late at night?" Qian Fuming asked cautiously.

When Hu Biao heard this, he laughed and said: "The money shopkeeper is a cheerful person, so I don't say secret words." ”

"These brothers licked blood and beat devils with knives, and their lives were all given up, also to ensure the safety of your side, but now that the supplies and food are scarce, the northwest wind is about to be drunk, so our captain sent me over to collect the anti-Japanese tax, brothers can't always be hungry and fight devils, right?"

Hu Biao didn't beat around the bush, but Qian Fuming's eyelids jumped, what is this anti-Japanese tax?

"Sir Hu, forgive me for being stupid, among these many taxes, I haven't heard of the anti-Japanese tax?"

Hu Biao smiled: "This is recently promulgated by our captain, in order to collect civilian materials to supplement the troops to resist Japan, to resist Japan, that requires everyone's participation, and the war is handed over to us, you can just raise materials and food for us." ”

"Then I don't know how much this anti-Japanese tax pays?"

Although Qian Fuming was slanderous in his heart, there were so many taxes that there were now that there were many miscellaneous taxes, and it didn't matter if there was one more now, and when the time came, he would take back the more rent he gave to the tenant farmers.

"Your Qian family is rich, give more, 100,000 oceans, 20,000 catties of grain." Hu Biao said lightly.

Hearing that he had to pay so much, Qian Fuming was also bitter in his heart, this opening of his mouth would cost 100,000 oceans, what is the difference between this and robbery?

"My Chief Hu, even if you sell me, I will take out 100,000 oceans......" Qian Fuming said with a sad face.

"Anyway, I'm talking about it here, it's your business whether you pay it or not, but if you don't pay the anti-Japanese tax, that is, you don't support the anti-Japanese resistance, that's going to kill your head, you think clearly." Hu Biao took a sip from the teacup and threatened.