Just when Yan Wudao and Luo Ying were playing, a voice outside the tent was shouting Yan Wudao, "Fifth brother, the guests who came in front have too big mouths, so let you make a few moves with them" Yan Wudao, who was pinching Luo Ying's neck, let go of his hand and turned around and walked out of the tent. Zhang Jinquan was quite puzzled in his heart, people's mouths may have been born like that, what should you do, you have to teach others a lesson.

"Hehe, fool, the big mouth means that the guests who came today are too angry, and they annoy the master, so let the fifth brother teach them a lesson" Luo Ying, who is a little ghost, looked like an old master and taught Zhang Jinquan a lesson with his hands behind his back. In Pingyu, everyone let Luo Ying, so that the little guy always felt bored, and it was easy for a new face to come, so he had to show off his addiction.

This Zhang Jinquan is usually a taciturn surname, and he became a stuffy gourd after not saying a few words to Luo Ying, and the angry Luo Ying rolled his eyes vigorously and was depressed. "Let's go, I'll take you to see the fifth brother teach people, but you have to listen to me, you can't make a sound, or the master has to teach me a lesson" Luo Ying's eyes rolled and came up with something interesting. Yan Wudao came late, Luo Ying hadn't seen him fight with anyone yet, and he had long wanted to see it, and this would just use this newcomer as a shield.

Zhang Jinquan had already been itching for a long time, and when he heard Luo Ying's words, he immediately nodded like a drum. Luo Ying quietly lifted the curtain of the tent, looked left and right, and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he turned around and beckoned Zhang Jinquan to follow him. The two of them had just come out of the tent and hadn't walked a few steps away, only to hear someone laughing behind them, and when they looked back, it turned out to be the same Yu Dazhi from last night. Yu Dazhi seemed to know that they would sneak out early in the morning, so he was waiting for them here, and he already had a large piece of melon seed skin under his feet.

"I said you kid can't do it, why did it take so long to come out, I waited for you for so long in vain, I thought that when the old man left, you should come out" Yu Dazhi clapped his hands, shook the melon seed skin on his clothes, and then began to toss Luo Ying with a smile. Yu Dazhi's body is not strong and strong, but his hands are very fast, and he accurately grabbed Luo Ying's ears a few times, and Luo Ying screamed angrily, making a fuss about letting Yu Dazhi carry his back, saying that his ears hurt and affected his walking.

"Let's go, our lord is waiting for you" Yu Dazhi threw the smug Luo Ying on his back, turned his head and greeted Zhang Jinquan, "Remember what I told you yesterday, what does the master ask, you will answer honestly, don't think about playing any tricks with our lord, otherwise our brothers won't be able to get around you" Yu Dazhi's words confused Zhang Jinquan's words again, he didn't know why this unmasked person was so interested in him, but judging from the few people he came into contact with from last night to now, This man is not a bad person.

Following Yu Dazhi into the largest tent, Zhang Jinquan stood still and found that there were already 4 people in the tent, a white-skinned man with a black man sitting cross-legged opposite him. And Yan Wudao, who had just separated from him, was standing beside him, he and Yu Dazhi were standing beside Yan Wudao, and Luo Ying had already closed his mouth, but he still lay on Yu Dazhi's back and did not come down. And there was a person sitting with his back to him in front of him, it seemed that this was the master Yu Dazhi they were talking about. Zhang Jinquan wanted to go around to the side and take a good look at what this master looked like, but Luo Ying next to him motioned to him with his eyes not to move.

"Mr. Zhao, your helpers are very good, you are good at a glance" The white-skinned man opened his mouth first, his eyes swept over Yan Wudao and Yu Dazhi and others one by one, even Luo Ying who was lying on Dazhi's back did not let go. It's just that when his eyes stayed on Zhang Jinquan, he was too surprised, as if he actually knew Zhang Jinquan. Zhang Jinquan just hasn't seen much of the world, it doesn't mean that he is stupid, seeing the puzzled eyes of the man opposite, Zhang Jinquan also recalled whether he had seen this person, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have a clue at all. I had to give up.

Just when Zhang Jinquan was panicking, the person who turned his back to him spoke, "They are not my helpers, they are my brothers, they are all brothers who can support their lives, people like us, you will not understand" As soon as the words of the person known as Mr. Zhao came out, Zhang Jinquan could clearly feel the shock of Yan Wudao and the others who were standing beside him, and the momentum exuded was even stronger than just now. Even Luo Ying, who was lying on Dazhi's back, had quietly slipped down at some point, and at this time he was standing straight with his small chest and crossed hands.

The white-faced man on the opposite side looked a little dignified, he didn't expect that the young man on the opposite side could make his subordinates morale shake with just a casual sentence, if there were such people under his command, there would still be a need to nest in the ravines and ravines every day to fight guerrillas, and he would have gathered the team to fight the county seat earlier, but he had been testing for a long time today, and the other party just didn't spit out, it seemed that they really had no interest in joining their own troops.

"Hahaha" Before he could say anything, the white-faced man first burst into a hearty laugh, "Haha, that's good, good." Mr. Zhao is a fair and upright person, so we can't ignore it. According to what we said before, as long as your things are brought, we will return them to you immediately, I don't know Mr. Zhao, what do you mean? ”

"Well, I'll send someone to inform you when our stuff arrives. See if I can send someone back with you to make sure the physical condition of those big noses first, after all, we still have a long way to go. If those big-nosed people are safe and healthy, I can give you some more supplies, you see, what about my proposal? ”

The two people on the opposite side glanced at each other, and the white-faced man agreed to Mr. Zhao's proposal, and the two sides also agreed that Zhang Dacang, the village chief of Xiaozhangzhuang, would be the guarantor of both parties to ensure that neither side played tricks. The two people on the opposite side were the leaders of the local anti-Japanese guerrillas, the white-faced one was Cui Dayong, who was a local wounded man who was recuperating from his wounds during the retreat of the Eighth Route, and after recovering from his injuries, he was ordered to stay and form an anti-Japanese army, and his guerrilla force now has about 100 people and more than a dozen spears. The black-faced man is called Wang Dachun, who has been a stonemason for generations, is the earliest anti-Japanese element developed by Cui Dayong, and is now the leader of the guerrilla team, and he is also in charge of more than a dozen people under his hands.

As for Mr. Zhao, who had his back to Zhang Jinquan, it was naturally Zhao Zhi, and these people came all the way from Shanghai to connect with Cui Dayong's anti-Japanese guerrillas. The missionaries that Hunter said were in Cui Dayong's guerrillas, and Zhao Zhi was only here to ransom people, and he couldn't afford to fight with the guerrillas, so they lived directly in Xiaozhangzhuang generously, waiting for the guerrillas to come and meet with them.