Qian Sandou was moved, he also wanted to get a little devil, but he was weak, and his body was as thin as a hemp stick.

He's a little older, let's go to the eighth road, people don't want him, let's go to the district militia, and he still gives people jokes, and he feels that there is no way to make a little devil.

Even the yellow-faced woman at home didn't have a good face for him, saying that he was an idle man who had no power to tie the chicken, don't dream about fighting devils!

It's good that there is such a chubby character today, even the militia captain Lao Luo and the horse commander of the original third regiment are polite to this fat man, and they also say a few words, and even the dog is accepted together, which is just the right place for him to use again.

Maxima can't meet Bole, that Maxima is only worthy of plowing the field!

It's not the Eighth Route Army, it's not the militia guerrillas, Qian Sandou saw Jiang Lai, a group of people wearing the uniforms of the National * Army in the courtyard, his face changed, and he said: "I don't vote for the white dog!" ”

Jiang Lai and Zhang Liguo's military commanders all changed color, and some of them wanted to smoke their mouths, Jiang Lai could only blast the generals out of the courtyard, so as not to be idle here.

"The fat man is not a national * army." The fat man said.

"And what are you doing?" Qian Santou asked.

"Qingzhou Hukou Mountain ......" Before the fat man's words were finished, Qian Sandou's eyes widened like a dead fish, and he exclaimed: "You are a thief!?" ”

The fat man nodded, things were a little wrong.

"I can't fall into the grass, and I can't do the robbery of the house, so you might as well find another master!" Qian Sandou was about to leave with the dog, and Lao Luo and Ma Dongming stopped in front of him at the same time.

"Hey, Qian Sandou, this is the 'fat and gallant special warfare' that is famous in several counties, don't you admire others?" Lao Luo grabbed Qian Sandou and said.

"It's you who can still get out of the No. 1 warehouse in Qingzhou City!?" Qian Sandou turned around and looked at the fat man smoking a cigar with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, yes, my eldest brother blew down the No. 1 warehouse of the little devil in Qingzhou, and I was also involved in this matter, but it's not fake!" Ma Dongming saw that there was a door, and he also said good things next to him. also talked about the fat man's experience.

From Qingzhou to Shanghai Tang, and back from Shanghai Tang, the fat man makes a little devil, as long as Ma Dongming knows. I said it all without reservation.

Then the reaction in the courtyard was a little weird, Lao Luo and Luo Ming were the first time they knew about it as a militia, and everyone's eyes were as eager as if they were looking at idols, especially the "guerrilla song" that made them drunk!

Fortunately, Jiang Lai's group of military commanders are not there, and they don't know these things yet.

Qian Sandou looked at the fat man left and right under the mountain. There is eagerness and confusion in his eyes, sighing in his heart, you say, such a character who looks like a wine bag and rice bag, he is stunned to do it vigorously, and the big hero in the storytelling is nothing more than that.

The fat man is a little dumbfounded, the edge is too exposed, he can't live long, this horse's face is too bad, he is too long, how can he keep a low profile?

Wang Yi sat aside with a smile. I appreciate that others are pale to the fat man, although it is the second time she has heard about the fat man, there are many things that Ma Dongming does not know, and she also knows, but she will not say it.

Wang Yi wants to wait for the fat biography she wrote to turn into lead words, and blind the titanium alloy dog eyes of these people!

"If the grass falls, the grass will fall, I don't lose if I follow you, a big hero, people and dogs are all yours, when will you go?" Qian Sandou gritted his teeth and said, the name of "fat gall special warfare" has resounded all over the neighboring counties of Qingzhou. A well-known hero appeared in this way.

Even the fat man didn't expect it, but a name that wanted to bring hope to the people in the occupied area and casually gave him would push him to the forefront of the storm. Under this name, a potential anti-Japanese force was condensed and evoked.

Let Qian Laosan go home and pack his luggage, and take his family and dog to Hukou Mountain with him tomorrow morning.

Jiang Lai led his group back to the courtyard, the dog meat had been made, and Lao Luo also went to get five jars of old wine. Three fires were built in the yard, three pots were placed, the dog meat was not enough, Jiang Lai spent money, and the fat man asked Lao Luo to get a pig.

Jiang Lai, Zhang Liguo and eleven of them, Ma Dongming, Chen Secretary seven, as well as Fat Man, Wang Yi, plus Lao Luo, Luo Lan, Luo Ming, and the militia who came to help, a total of more than 30 people.

Lao Luo's first bowl was to respect the fat man twice, the second bowl of wine was to make amends for the army, and the third bowl was to celebrate and win again.

The fat man drank a lot of wine, and he didn't drink it after coping with a bowl of it, and he didn't drink it anymore, drinking wine is not blamed on vegetables, who can still eat Husé after pouring a belly of wine?

He won't miss this good little devil wolf green meat.

Wang Yi wanted to laugh when he thought of the fat man and the prank on the engagement wine with the second master, but he couldn't laugh at all, and hesitated in his heart, whether to tell him the truth about the baby's kiss, think about it or forget it, when he saw the fat man's father Liu Bowen, the fat man naturally understood everything.

With the strength of the wine, Lao Luo told the fat man the request and asked him to help bring a few people, the fat man perfunctory, did not agree, no benefit, he didn't have the heart to lead people, this is a matter of temperament, it is okay to help, and it takes hard work to bring people, which is too much of a loss.

"Fat Liu, you say, how can you agree to me?" Lao Luo poured himself another bowl of salvation, put down the wine bowl, and looked at the fat man with blazing eyes.

"Slow down on this, slow down, eat meat!" The fat man diverted his attention and did not recruit the drunkard.

"Hmph, wishful thinking, how can a fat man promise you if there is no benefit!" Jiang Lai made a sarcastic remark, and the resentment against Lao Luo's "white dog" who scolded them before came up again.

This said to the fat man's heart, saying that Lao Luo is really no good, it is good to help occasionally, he doesn't want to find these troubles.

Old Luo Ke is different, I saw that the fat man had to sleep in a room with the little ghost spy before, and he was unclear with Dr. Wang, but now there is another female spy of the military commander, and she is still rushing to speak, this old thing is starting to think crookedly.

"Fill your dad with wine!" Lao Luo glared at his daughter Luo Lan who was sitting next to him and said.

"Drink, you know to drink, and when you are drunk, you are annoying!" Luo Lan put down the chopsticks in his hand, glanced at Lao Luo, picked up the wine jar and poured Lao Luo's wine bowl full.

Lao Luo didn't blame Luo Lan for his bad attitude, picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and pretended to be bold.

"Fat Liu, my daughter is good, right?" Lao Luo asked drunkenly.

"It's okay!" The fat man has little contact with Luo Lan, so he can't eat at Lao Luo's house, saying that Lao Luo's daughter can't do it, right?

Luo Lan is very handsome, and she can cook and cook, which is good.

"It's not over, I'm in charge, my daughter and daughter are yours, and we will be a family in the future, you have to take this group of bastards with me, so as not to even be able to shoot accurately!" Lao Luo's mouth was full of wine...... (To be continued.) )