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Seeing that Meng Fan had just died as the battalion commander of the security camp, his old brothers opened their mouths to persuade him.

After all, they have been following Meng Fangang for so long, Meng Fangang is righteous on weekdays, and he also takes a lot of care of them, and he doesn't want Meng Fangang to be killed by the devil at this moment.

Meng Fan just turned a deaf ear to the persuasion of the brothers, and instead said: "Don't bother to speak, even if I die, I won't give my life to the little devil." ”

He paused, looked at the brothers in the courtyard, and said earnestly: "If you still recognize me as a big brother, listen to the last advice of the eldest brother, don't be a traitor, be that disloyal and unfilial person." ”

Hearing Meng Fangang's words, the brothers in the courtyard were silent, and they didn't want to give their lives to the little devils, but now that the family is in Ruichang, they can't help themselves.

Seeing the brothers who bowed their heads and were silent, Meng Fangang also understood their difficulties, sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes again.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in black silk nodded and bowed to the devil soldiers guarding the door, and walked into the compound of the security camp with a figure of eight.

"What? Haven't changed your clothes yet? ”

The middle-aged man looked at the listless soldiers of the security camp who were still wearing the tattered clothes of the former security regiment, and opened his mouth in a strange way.

The soldiers of the security camp looked at the middle-aged man and cast disdainful glances at him, too lazy to pay attention to him.

The middle-aged man of Fafu disdained the disdainful gaze of the soldiers, chuckled, and turned to walk towards Meng Fangang, who was tied to the pillar.

"What's the matter, my battalion commander Meng, I haven't figured it out yet, do you want me to go and tell the commander of the imperial army that I'll give you more time?"

Seeing that Meng Fan, who had a holiday with him, was just tied to a pillar and was about to be killed as an example, the new maintenance president Zhou Fulu felt how happy he was.

"Phew! Dog traitor! Meng Fangang looked down on Zhou Fulu's soft bones the most, and spat on him directly.

Zhou Fulu was originally just a rich family in Ruichang, the devil came, beat away the National Revolutionary Army, and the officials in the county also ran away, his family business was too much, and he didn't have time to run.

originally thought that the ancestor's family business was probably going to be lost in his own hands, after all, I heard that the little devil killed people like hemp, and there were no chickens and dogs left behind.

But who would have thought that after the little devil came, it was very different from the rumors, not only did he not burn and loot, but politely invited himself to be the chairman of the maintenance committee, and he wanted to establish some Greater East Asia co-prosperity.

Zhou Fulu is not short of money to spend, what he lacks is an official body and status, and now that the devil has sent him to the door, he can't ask for it, as for the reputation of the traitor, he doesn't care.

In Zhou Fulu's view, the strength of the devil is strong, and the National Revolutionary Army is about to collapse at the touch of a button, most of China is lost, and there is no future.

Zhou Fulu didn't expect that he would persuade Meng Fangang with good words, but he was spit on, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"The surname Meng, don't be ignorant, the imperial army is decisive, when the time comes, no matter how hard your head is, it can't be harder than their steel knife."

Meng Fangang looked at Zhou Fulu with a straight face and sneered: "As a Chinese, I should not die as a slave to the country, unlike some lackeys, I want to see how I will face my ancestors and ancestors in the future." ”

"Humph! As the maintenance president, I saved the people of Ruichang from the poison of war and kept my place safe, and I did things that would benefit the people of Ruichang, and how could I face the ancestors and ancestors. Zhou Fulu snorted coldly and argued.

He pointed at Meng Fangang, who was glaring angrily, and said: "On the contrary, it was you who led the children of Ruichang to fight against the imperial army, and there were many casualties, and now you are still obsessed and pushed them into the fire pit, you are the sinner of my Ruichang!" ”

In the face of Zhou Fulu's sophistry, Meng Fan was too lazy to reason with him, and his descendants commented on the merits and demerits.

Zhou Fulu saw that Meng Fan had just closed his eyes and ignored him, flicked his sleeves fiercely, and turned around and walked towards the soldiers of the security camp who were squatting on the steps.

"Get up! Get up! Zhou Fulu kicked and scolded the soldiers of the security camp.

The soldiers of the security camp joined the security camp just to eat together, and they couldn't help it, but Zhou Fulu was determined to be a real traitor, and in the face of Zhou Fulu's scolding, kicking, and beating, they all glared angrily.

"What do you want to do?!" Zhang Heizi suddenly stood up and glared angrily at Zhou Fulu.

Zhou Fulu looked at Zhang Heizi and snorted coldly: "You have served the rice bowl of the imperial army, so naturally you have to do things for the imperial army, the imperial army has an order, and everyone gathers to transport supplies to Minshan." ”

Zhang Heizi looked at Zhou Fulu, who was talking arrogantly, and then looked at his eldest brother Meng Fangang, who had been tied up over there and on hunger strike for two days, and his head shook like a rattle: "If the eldest brother doesn't go, we won't go anywhere." ”

"Yes, if the eldest brother doesn't go, we won't either." The surrounding vigilante battalion soldiers were clamoring.

"Are you trying to rebel?!"

Zhou Fulu originally wanted to take the security camp under his command, but when he saw that they didn't listen to the order, he was immediately furious, and a rebellious hat was buckled.

Zhang Heizi was also frightened by Zhou Fulu's words, he really didn't dare to take this hat, and his stiff waist couldn't help but soften again.

He began to play helplessly, and squatted down: "Lao Tzu has a stomachache, and he can't go anywhere." ”

Zhou Fulu's eyes looked at the rest of the soldiers in the security camp, and they also sat down one after another.

"My foot twisted ....."

"I haven't eaten enough, I can't leave."

Looking at this group of helpless soldiers of the security camp, Zhou Fulu was also angry, and scolded: "It's really a toast and don't eat and drink." ”

He kicked a soldier hard: "Roll up for Lao Tzu." ”

The brother was kicked by Zhou Fulu and fell off his head.

They are used to being domineering in Ruichang City on weekdays, but now they are being bullied by Zhou Fulu riding on their heads, they are all men with strong blood, where can they bear this breath, they are clamoring to grab Zhou Fulu and beat him.

Zhou Fulu has been in high spirits these days because he has become the maintenance president, but he didn't expect to touch a nail here, and the two sides scuffled.

Standing at the door to maintain the security guard, several devil soldiers of the battalion looked at each other, grabbed their guns and rushed into the courtyard, and smashed their heads and faces at the two sides who were scuffling together.

"Eight Ga Ya Road!"

Ouch screamed in pain, the devil didn't have a serious hand, the people in the security camp were beaten painfully, and subconsciously resisted to snatch the devil's gun, and a devil's gun accidentally went off.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, and a bullet pierced the devil's stomach, and the devil clutched his bloody stomach and went limp.

Seeing the devil slip and fall to the ground in pain, the people who were beating the group were also pale with fright, and under the scolding of the rest of the devil soldiers with guns, they obediently squatted down with their heads in their hands.

Soon, dozens of loaded guns and murderous devil soldiers surrounded the garrison of the security camp, and the squadron leader of the devil who stayed in Ruichang, Takeki Kurutani, walked in with heavy steps.