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Chapter 362, The Cruel Second Devil

"The director is this family. Two strong and strong men came here yesterday. They must be Balu!"

The public security area controlled by the Japanese army is full of puppet troops and spies.

There are rewards for catching eight roads. Under such incentives, there are many people who betray their conscience, and the wind of whistleblowing is very rampant.

The short villagers led them here were a few fake police officers from the small town police station.

The director, Gou Rundi, has a brain full of fat intestines, and he can tell at a glance that he is a greedy guy.

"Balu, how can there be so many balu? If there are really lu, we brothers would not dare to come." He said with a sneer.

Team leader Liu Kuisheng echoed, "The director is right, we can't afford to offend the real Eighth Route, but we have the guts to make money by searching the Eighth Route's name, and we have a lot of courage."

Everyone laughed loudly, this trip was called hunting down eight roads, but it was actually extorting money.

Kicking open the door, a group of people rushed in like wolves and tigers.

"What are you doing?"

When the male host heard the movement, Liu Shengkui stepped forward and pushed him aside: "Quick, hurry up, search one by one for me, don't miss any corner."

The four people in the house, men, women and children, were quickly driven out by the fake police.

They didn't learn anything else. They learned from the Japanese to copy their homes, but they learned it very quickly.

In a short while, all the corners inside and outside the house were searched.Apart from this family of five, there is no one extra.

Gou Rundi surrounded the family of five and asked, "Where are the two men who came yesterday?"

"I left yesterday, didn't you see your eyeliner?" The male host asked confidently, staring at the informant in the same village.

You bastard, snitch, curse your ancestral grave for blowing up, and give birth to a son without an ass hole.

Gou Run took a look at the party leading the way, and seeing his distressed face, he knew that he had already left.

Come here, not in vain.

Gou Rundi asked again: "What is the relationship between those two people and you?"

"Visiting relatives, my mother-in-law's aunt's distant cousin." The host replied.

There is no way to verify this, who knows what kind of distant relative it is.Gou Rundi felt quite unwilling, and was thinking about how to get rid of it and extort some money.

"Brother, come here."

Team leader Liu Shengkui squatted beside the wall, and he found some clues.

Gou Rundi put down the five members of the family who were being interrogated, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Brother, you should smell it."

Like a dog, Gou Rundi squatted down and smelled the smell on the ladder carefully, and said in wonder, "Uh, what's wrong?"

What doubts can there be about people peeing!

"It doesn't belong to the owner of this house, it belongs to an outsider."

"That's not surprising, didn't you say that two people came yesterday?!"

"It's not those two people, it's Balu who dare not reveal their identities." Liu Shengkui concluded.

Gou Rundi didn't take it seriously, but was willing to use it as a pawn for blackmail.

He turned around and grabbed the man's master's collar: "Tell me, where did you hide these eight ways for me?"

The hostess looked at each other coldly.

Gou Run pushed him away, grabbed the old man again and asked, "Where did you hide Balu?"

The host went up and pushed him away: "Our family doesn't have eight roads."

Gou Rundi felt that his authority was being challenged, so he went up and slapped the man down: "I'll fuck you."

When he was entangled with this family's questioning, Liu Shengkui found another clue by virtue of his carefulness and sense of smell.

He called two pseudo-policemen, moved the corn stalks aside, and found a well-hidden hole in the ground.

What they didn't expect was that there was an important person in Toad Squat.

Bringing the person up, Liu Shengkui went up to smell Wang Xia's body first, but he didn't smell anything.

He suddenly realized, and said to Ma Ming with a smile: "It turns out that the smell of cream comes from you."

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

Gou Rundi was overjoyed: "Okay, District Chief Wang Xia, Commissioner Ma Ming, I caught two big fish in this net."

He reached out to touch Wang Xia's face, Ma Ming slapped it open, and said manlyly: "Pug, what can you do to greet me."

Pug is Gou Rundi's nickname, he snorted coldly: "Greeting to you? Be kind, don't cry and pee your pants then, let's wait and see."

"Come on, watch the two of them."

Gou Rundi took a few hard-core subordinates and ate the lunch prepared by the family.

Noodles and stewed chicken, the dishes are not bad.

Anyway, all of this family will be taken back to the police station for interrogation, and the food will be wasted if they don't eat it.

After eating two bites, a pseudo-policeman asked curiously: "Captain, how do you know there are eight roads here?"

Liu Shengkui put down his chopsticks, and couldn't hide the smug smile on his face, he lit a cigarette, put on the air of a boss, and said flauntingly: "It's easy to say.

It's the urine that is more than a foot high on the ladder, don't ask, it must have been spilled by the elders.But it wasn't the owner who sprinkled it, and the owner wouldn't sprinkle it there.

Also, I found a piece of paper on the ground that smells like cream..."

According to local folk customs, men have always urinated in the street, and men who dare not go to the street to urinate can only be those who are afraid of revealing their identities.

The two men yesterday may not be generous, but the one who urinated in the courtyard wall, could it be that he was afraid of revealing his identity?
Cream is used by women in the city, and people in the country can't have enough to eat, so how dare they think about that.

Therefore, Liu Shengkui believed that this family was a fortress household covering the Eighth Route Army.

Gou Rundi couldn't listen anymore, he couldn't see his subordinates cocking their tails to show off, so he interrupted Liu Shengkui's show off with two hums.

"Who made the chicken? Kill the salt seller."

Having said that, he couldn't stop him from eating Hesai, stuffing the chicken into his mouth.

Liu Shengkui silently pinched his cigarette, got up and walked to the courtyard, pulled out his gun and shot five times.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Gou Rundi stuffed a mouthful of chicken, and turned his head to look out the window numbly.

The other two pseudo-policemen were also dumbfounded.

Don't look at the guns they have in their hands, they are all for scaring people, if they are really asked to kill people, they will have to be soft.

Liu Shengkui's ruthlessness really scared them.

Numbly watching Liu Shengkui come back, sitting on the edge of the kang and scooping up noodles with chopsticks, the four of them couldn't eat the meal anymore.

They serve as policemen for the Japanese just to make a living. It is their duty to catch the Eighth Route, and occasionally extort money to get some wine money, and they dare not go too far.

For the folks in the village, if you don't see you when you look up, you have to leave a way out.

Liu Shengkui pulled out his gun and killed them all. The villagers in the village would not think that he, Liu Shengkui, did it all by himself, and all the policemen in the station would be implicated.

Gou Rundi felt that the meat in his mouth was tasteless, so he spat out the meat on the table, got up and left,

The other three also threw the bones on the table and left without saying a word.

They were all demonstrating against Liu Shengkui, excluding this ruthless guy from the team.

Liu Shengkui doesn't care, the dragon does not live with the snake, and the sparrow knows the ambition of the swan.

He is not willing to be just a small team leader. If he wants to climb up, he has to make contributions. He behaves differently from those mediocre people.

Otherwise, why was he promoted?

Make an example to others, and see who dares to be a fortress household in the village?

The pseudo-policemen pressed Wang Xia and Ma Ming through the corpses lying in the yard, trying to take them back to the police station in the town.

Wang Xia looked at the five familiar faces, the down-to-earth and hard-working host, the sister-in-law who cooked for them, and the lovely child, the two elderly people who were nearly sixty years old, all lying in a pool of blood.

It was the two of them who harmed this family.

Anger was burning in her heart.

She stared at Liu Shengkui, this beast in sheep's clothing, for the first time wanted to kill a person himself.

Liu Shengkui didn't take it seriously, a prisoner said: "I did it, what's wrong?"

Wang Xia's handsome face was full of determination: "I will definitely settle this account with you."

"Follow me?"

"Yes, I'll do the math, it must be me."

If eyes can kill, Liu Shengkui must have been killed by Wang Xia's eyes ten times by now.

Liu Shengkui shook his head with a smile, as if he heard a very funny joke, he didn't take it seriously at all.

He knew that everyone in the village was paying attention to this place, pricking up their ears to hear the movement.

He stood in the courtyard and shouted: "Folks, this family is harboring eight people. They deserve to die. No one is allowed to bury me. The corpse will be exposed for ten days. Do you hear me?"

The village head, who was listening to the noise at the door, came in at this moment: "Captain Liu, you see, everyone is dead, and death is the most important thing."

"Cunchang Wang, what are you talking about!" Liu Shengkui said very dissatisfied.

He just said something one second before, and he was about to take it back the next second, so will anyone still listen to what he said?
The village chief wanted to say some soft words, and Gou Rundi stepped forward: "Who said that the burial is not allowed? It's still hot today, so who cares if there is some plague or something?
Ah, bury me quickly. "

The last sentence was aimed at Liu Shengkui.

The team leader had just uttered harsh words, but as a superior, he blocked him back, no.

He directly pressed Liu Shengkui's face to the ground and rubbed it.

Gou Rundi led the crowd away with one hand, leaving Liu Shengkui alone, his face turning red and turning pale.

revenge?

The other party is his superior, or sworn brother.

Before the wings hardened, Liu Shengkui could only swallow this breath.

Gou Run, who brought the captives back to the town, was thinking in his heart: "

This family is a fortress family, and if they are taken to the police station, Balu will definitely take money to redeem them, and the five people can make a lot of money.

For the sake of appreciation, Liu Shengkui took out his gun and killed them all.

This guy clearly knew what I was going to do, and he did it without my consent. There is a back bone in his head!

However, no matter how smart he is, he still works under Lao Tzu's hands. Let's accept the credit for today's contribution. "

……

"Boss, are you going to give them ten large yellow croakers?" Monk Wei felt it was a pity.

In the morning, Yuan Lang followed Huang Dawei and Gao Lei whom he met yesterday to see their granary.

It was agreed to raise 100 million catties of grain as soon as possible, and ten large yellow croakers were the deposit.

A large yellow croaker weighs 310 grams, and ten pieces weigh three catties.

In this small county, two streets can be bought.

Monk Wei will not spend that much money on restaurants in his next life.

Yuan Lang lit a cigarette and snorted disdainfully: "That's just for them to keep it for a while."

The traitor businessmen who work for the Japanese will directly copy their homes.

He wants food, and gold is indispensable.

The monk scratched his head: "Then I will snatch it back?!"

He wanted to share Yuan Lang's worries, but this matter really doesn't need him, he has more important things.

Yuan Lang took Monk Wei to the east of the city, and rented the house early this morning.

The house is a little old, it looks like it has been around for more than ten years, and they are all single-family homes.

He had inquired with the landlord, and there were not many residents around, and they all closed their doors to live their own lives, and there was no such idle gossip.

This is in line with Yuan Lang's requirements, the less conspicuous the better.

He looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he unlocked the door and pushed it in.

The trees in the courtyard were already withered and yellow, and the leaves and dust fell all over the ground. It could be seen that no one had lived there for a long time.

"Are we going to live here?" the monk asked.He was already wondering how long it would take to clean up.

"It's you who wants to live here."

Yuan Lang led Monk Wei to the east wing, pushed the door open, and the room was already full of weapons he had prepared in advance.

One by one, half of the room was built with ammunition boxes, which contained submachine guns, grenades, rocket launchers, and explosive kits.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing is the -type infantry gun placed alone.

This is simply a small arsenal, enough to equip a battalion company.Turned the entire county upside down.

Monk Wei followed Yuan Lang. Although he had seen a lot of ammunition, he still pointed at the Type infantry artillery and stared dumbfounded.

"How did this thing get in here?"

Put the ammunition box on the car to disguise it, and spend money to bribe the Japanese and puppet soldiers who watch the city gate, maybe you can be deceived or pass the customs.

But the Type infantry artillery is not too small.Such a big thing, the little devil can't always be blind!

"Why do you inquire so much, as long as it's useful to you." Yuan Lang didn't want to explain, the more he explained, the more troublesome he became.

He opened the box, took out a few grenades and handed them to the monk. The two of them were carrying Mauser pistols, and a few grenades were enough for self-defense.

"I don't worry if the ammunition is left unattended. You stay here and keep an eye on me. I'll ask the guy from the donkey meat restaurant to bring you food."

The monk looked at the munitions in the room and nodded. If a thief came in, it would be a big deal to expose the munitions and attract the Japanese.

Anyway, it's not bad to stay here and have meat to eat every day.It's much better than eating simple meals in the mountains.

After all, Yuan Lang didn't eat canned beef every meal, so he was even less qualified to be special.

"Then you want to go?" asked the monk.

"Well, I have to contact our Commander Li and mobilize troops to fight the county seat. The 100 million catties of grain, even if we are exhausted, the two of us can't take it away."

Of course Yuan Lang did not forget his mission, it was not easy to persuade Li Yunlong to fight.

Especially now that he has prepared everything, and continues to use the last method, he can easily take down the county seat.

He didn't believe that Li Yunlong would let go of the good thing of being able to pick peaches easily.

Yuan Lang was about to leave, the monk hurriedly stopped him: "Don't forget, every meal has two meat dishes and ten fires, and it would be even better if there is wine."

"Keep this well, and when you're done, I'll reward you with a case of Fenjiu." After making the final order, Yuan Lang closed the door and left.

(End of this chapter)