Takayoshi Tanaka was directly pushed down, but when he fell to the ground, it was accompanied by the characteristic gunfire of Mosin's Nagant rifle.

Jin Bihui was stunned for a moment, quickly came back to his senses, grabbed the drunk ronin in front of him, and slowly moved towards the side of the street.

"Old Seven," Liu Xuanxin stared at the sniper scope, "Your close skills are better than mine, you go up, I will cover." ”

"Okay." Liu Xuanping put the observation scope aside, quickly removed the camouflage cloth, got up, grabbed the rope and slid from the roof of the small building on the second floor to the ground.

Jin Bihui watched the ronins on the street, falling to the ground and wailing one by one, but she didn't dare to move, because she could clearly see the hole in Takayoshi Tanaka's eyebrows.

Jin Bihui can only hope for the Ministry of Industry Bureau in the concession now, and only hopes that the group of idiots in the Ministry of Industry Bureau can go to the police as soon as possible.

When Liu Xuanping appeared on the other side of the street, Liu Xuanxin pointed his gun at the wall in front of Jin Bihui and pulled the trigger unhurriedly and regularly.

Jin Bihui didn't dare to stretch out her head, nor did she dare to move the place, the other party's marksmanship was too accurate, and until now, she could only judge the general direction of the other party.

The interval between the gunshots became longer and longer, and when Jin Bihui was puzzled, he suddenly felt that his neck was only locked, and his heart ached, and then he heard the familiar accent with the smell of bud rice stubble: "Eldest sister, hundreds of millions of fathers and villagers in the Northeast, ask me to give you an early greeting and say hello." ”

Liu Xuanping put the woman in his arms flat on the ground, and then replenished the ronin on the ground one by one.

More than 10 minutes later, the police of the Ministry of Industry Bureau, who "arrived in time," "perfectly protected the scene of the crime," and because Japan was in a state of war, the death of a group of Japanese was not resolved.

In the evening, Liuyun, who was keeping vigil, looked at the telegram from Shanghai in his hand, smiled, threw the note into the stove, and picked up another one.

Liu Xuanzhi saw Liuyun pick up the translated telegram and explained the source: "This is sent from Jiangxi, and it has Mao Yongzhi's evaluation. ”

"Mercy Fudu is the dead, and it is difficult to fill the defeated family," after taking a look, Liuyun directly threw the telegram into the fire, "Send a telegram to your second brother, before you understand that people are in power, be careful, and watch a few little brothers closely." ”

The start was unfavorable, but the next son accounted for Tianyuan, but it almost became a dead chess, and there were many fewer people in the family, and Liuyun felt a little desolate.

After a lot of hard work, the planning of basic industries was finally completed, and it was time for the beginning of spring.

is also waiting for spring, as well as Liu Xuanxiao, the war in Shanghai, Xu Xin and Miss Xu's parents sent a telegram to stop the eldest lady in the capital.

Jingda is also on winter vacation, Liu Xuanling and Liu Xuanxin are also nesting at home, plus Liu Jincheng's family who are preparing to eat, and they are full of people in the living room.

Liu Xuangong, who had just taken over the task of making dumplings, felt that he was a little wronged, and before he could wait for anything, the eldest brother who had been demoted added another task to himself: "Your sister-in-law Xu Xin is not used to eating dumplings, Lao Jiu, please make some Lantern Festival." ”

Liu Xuanling's eyes rolled, and he looked at his sister-in-law Xu Jianxin with a smile: "Sister-in-law, your family is also from the south, right?" Why don't you go with Xuan Xin and help Xuan Gong? ”

"Okay!" Xu Jianxin, who was flexible, understood that there was something wrong, and pulled his son Liu Wenning, who was reading at home, into the kitchen.

Liu Xuanxiao saw that his sister-in-law was looking for trouble, and coaxed Xu Xin to the kitchen softly.

"Senior brother," Liu Xuanling stood up, one leg pressed on the chair, "Now we are three brothers and sisters, and we are talking to you on behalf of the twenty-seven brothers and sisters in our family. ”

Liu Jincheng knows that something bad is going to happen, and he is ready to settle the account: Master, you can pit me.

Liu Jincheng could only bite the bullet: "What's the matter?" ”

"Senior brother, you can pretend," Liu Xuanling sneered and gave a tofu eye, "You have followed the old man since you were a teenager, there are some things we don't know, you should know very well, right?" Don't go around in circles with me, let's say, what's going on with Xuan Zhong? ”

Liu Jincheng jumped out coldly: "Xuan Ling, are you all jealous?" ”

"Nonsense!" Liu Xuanling's mouth was unforgiving, "Explain your problem first." ”

Liu Jincheng smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, I said." ”

"Xuan Zhong is actually not your elder brother," Liu Jincheng sighed, "You should know that Master is young and old. When he met Xuan Zhong back then, Master was not yet twenty years old, and Xuan Zhong was only six or seven years old. At that time, after bringing Xuan Zhong back, the master wanted to accept the apprentices, but Xuan Zhong has always been the master and father, and he is used to shouting, so the master acquiesces. ”

"Xuanzhong's martial arts talent is first-class," Liu Jincheng can still remember the pride on Master's face that has been dissipated for a long time when he mentioned Xuanzhong's qualifications, "Master once said, if there is no accident, Gang's strength is fine." ”

Liu Xuanling's eyes widened, and he originally thought that the qualifications of Lao Jiu Xuangong and Little Fairy Lao Qi were enough to defy the sky.

Liu Xuanxiao nodded: "His name is Xuanzhong, and there is no doubt that he is practicing national arts." ”

"Later, in the year of Xin Chou, the master went north to Beijing to participate in the Boxer Rebellion, and by mistake, the master's father, Mr. Liu, returned to his hometown and brought Xuanzhong to Beijing," Liu Jincheng sighed, "Later, the master found Mr. Liu, was angry, changed Xuanzhong's surname, and followed the master's mother's surname Ma." ”

Liu Jincheng glanced up at the three brothers and sisters: "You should also know what happened after that, I don't know why, the master and Mr. Liu reconciled, and then the master went south to learn art, Xuanzhong was sent to Xu Shuai by Mr. Liu, and later the master took Xuanxiao and Xuanren to the north, when Xuanzhong was already in the Beiyang Army. Now, Xuan Zhong is already the king of the northwest. ”

Liu Xuanshu empathized: "Then, Brother Xuanzhong should have a hard time, right?" ”

Liu Jincheng looked at Liu Xuanshu like a stranger: "Master never treats himself badly. Back then, the master was wanted by the imperial court for killing foreigners, and when the master returned to his hometown, he came back with a big car, by the way, at that time, the master also stole a pair of parrots from the inner court and came back, but let Xuanzhong kill him. ”

Liu Xuanxiao nodded and agreed: "Dad should have looted a lot of good things back then, and later, many British and French warships sank off the coast of Guangdong, and it is estimated that it has something to do with the old man." ”

Liu Jincheng cautiously glanced at Liu Xuanling: "Is there any more problem?" ”

Liu Xuanling replied expressionlessly: "It's gone." ”

Waiting for Liu Xuanling and Liu Xuanshu to leave the living room, Liu Jincheng looked around, and then asked Liu Xuanxiao in a low voice: "Xuanxiao, is there any news from the south?" ”

"The battle in the magic capital is deadlocked."

As soon as Liu Jincheng said this, he saw that his senior brother's face was not good, and then said: "If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates." At the beginning of the war in the magic capital, the turtle faction of the Chinese Communist Party planned the Battle of Ganzhou, which was even more unfortunate than this, although Peng Shichuan had a skill, but unfortunately, the Chinese Communist Party was not an expert in fighting a tough battle, and it was estimated that the defeat could be expected. Moreover, Jiang Ruiyuan was given a more sufficient reason to oppose communism, not that I did not resist Japan, but that someone was dragging his feet. ”

When Liu Jincheng heard it, it was better not to listen, but after listening to it, it was even worse.