Big Head beaten halfway through this matter!

Tielin tried his best to convict the guy, but Li Shiqun handed something, and the judge who originally wanted to find a backer immediately changed his attitude. The guy named Pan Gongya turned his confession in court.

Not only did the two of them not be sentenced, but Tielin was also criticized.

The Japanese are strong and bring invisible power. Don’t want to be traitors too many people. 1oo Japanese soldiers and 2oo puppet troops have become routine operations.

As long as you make a promise, there will always be those guys who betray their ancestors and become traitors.

No. 76 Demon Cave,

Li Shiqun and Ding Mo were sitting quietly by the tea table in the house, waiting for Pan Gongya to come back.

With a creaking sound, Pan Gongya got out of the car and limped into the door.

Ding Mo immediately stood up: "Brother Pan is frightened!"

Pan Gongya suddenly felt light all over.

He replied happily: "Thank you Mr. Ding! Fortunately, I was so surprised that I threw the gun elsewhere, so that there was no evidence of guilt in the French police.

When I arrived in court, I also insisted that I was an innocent victim hit by a stray bullet, and they had no choice but to do anything to me!"

After Pan Gongya finished speaking, he raised a scar on his chest: "I would rather die than tell me my identity!"

"Bang!" Li Shiqun waved his hand and slapped him loudly: "You still have the face to see me, are you guilty?"

Li Shiqun's eyes shot directly into Pan Gongya's heart like fire.

"Young man... I don't know the guilt!" Pan Gongya fell to the 18th floor of hell in a trembling fear.

With a "bang!", a vase hit the floor, and pieces of big and small sprinkled all over the floor.

"You should die. Have you forgotten the rules of our No. 76? Since you have exposed our identity and the French Concession is more alert to us, when will our mission be completed?" Li Shiqun shouted angrily.

Pan Gongya knelt on the ground with a puff: "Young, damn, I'd rather be punished!"

"Oh——" Li Shiqun looked at the dog coldly: "How do you think you should punish me? Do you have to die or do something to live?!"

No. 76 is cruel to the enemy and even more cruel to his own people. It’s quite enjoyable to die, but if you do something, it’s really worse than death.

Pan Gongya suddenly shook into a ball like a sieve.

A large stack of newspapers fell in front of him, and Pan Gongya took a careful look: "The collection of "Night Light" supplements, and "Damei Evening News" again

The first issue of "History of Traitors" records the ugly behavior of traitors of all generations, and there are still many such people in the Demon City.

On Qingming Festival, "Commemorating the Deadly Soldiers of Anti-Japanese War!"...

The author is Zhang Xinguang who gritted his teeth!

Pan Gongya immediately understood: "Go to attack the editors of the Great Mei Daily again!"

"What should I do with Zhang Xinguang?" Li Shiqun asked inadvertently.

"Kill!" Pan Gongya immediately came to his senses. Now, as long as he can escape the blame, he can do anything.

Ding Mo helped him up: "This is your chance to make meritorious service. Why don't you thank Mr. Li?"

Pan Gongya thanked him, sweared, got up and left in a mess.

Li Shiqun and Ding Mo looked at each other in a cunning way. According to the owner's words, the dog that bites people is a good dog, and Pan Gongya is now.

...

One afternoon a few days later, people came and went on the road in Tianhou Palace, with cars, scolding, shouting, and whistle sounds.

Zhang Xinguang was hurrying to go on his way. He felt that since he entered the Damei Evening News as the editor of the supplement "Yunguang", he always felt an endless energy all over his body.

He knew that his hometown had been occupied by the Japanese army and his family could not be returned. So the shame of a slave who lost his country surged into his mind again, and the despicable behavior of the spy selling the country for honor and intimidating patriots was even more infuriating and disgusting!

He wants to use words to nail these guys who sell their country and seek honor to be on the pillar of shame in history.

At the Cafe of Island, he opened the door with ease and looked at a position in the corner. His old friend had arrived.

"Sir..." The waiter came up to him. Before he could ask anything, he said quickly: "A cup of mocha, go to table No. 6."

After saying that, he moved in a hurry again.

Yuan Pengfei, who had been sitting in seat No. 6 for a long time, was very leisurely. Looking at Zhang Xinguang who was in a hurry, he persuaded him funnyly: "Lao Zhang, it's still so popular. This is a cafe and a leisurely place. Enjoying a period of quiet afternoon tea is what we should do."

"I'm just that kind of person and can't change it. After listening to your story today, I still have to go back to write a manuscript!" Zhang Xin's butt was just next to the chair, and his hand was dazzling. The thick material book, the already pattened fountain pen, was placed on the table. This was his most powerful tool.

Yuan Pengfei and him are old friends, and they often meet each other. They are either in a cafe or a teahouse. Yuan Pengfei always looks leisurely, while Zhang Xinguang is always in such a hurry, destroying the leisurely atmosphere.

But he couldn't say anything. After all, there were not many people like Zhang Xinguang who were worried about the country and the people. The two years of Anti-Japanese War had numbed many people.

More and more people defected to the Japanese as traitors, especially Wang Baihuo and the Japanese, erected the flag of the pseudo-government.

Many people with unstable will have found the reason to be traitors: we are not doing things for the Japanese, but united under the banner of Mr. Wang Baihai to establish ****.

Look at the crap-free reason, being a dog is a dog, and even putting gold on your face is simply shameless.

The work Zhang Xinguang did was to expose the ugly faces of these traitors and lackeys, and then stomp them on the ground so that they would never turn over.

Yuan Pengfei, with his well-informed knowledge, provided him with ammunition and contributed his strength.

Thanks to the coffee brought by the waiter, Zhang Xinguang licked his lips and said, "Old Yuan, the information you provided last time was very exciting. Li Shiqun became the contemporary version of Wu Dalang and Gui Gong. The newspaper was printed twice as much as it was sold. Later, it was printed twice, which was simply popular."

Yuan Pengfei raised the newspaper in his hand, "That's also Lao Zhang, you have a strong pen and can write this matter in full. I heard that after Li Shiqun received the news, he smashed the entire office and hadn't been home for many days. I guess he wouldn't dare to see his wife."

"Hahaha, that's what he deserves." Zhang Xinguang laughed so happily. This article was his proud work.

When the Japanese bully innocent women, everyone will feel angry. But if the Japanese want to bully the traitor's wife, the people who eat melons will be excited to watch the fun and still scold in their hearts: "If you are a dog traitor, you deserve it!"

After only one minute of joy, Zhang Xinguang curled his smile, "Old Yuan, do you have any exciting information this time? I want to take this opportunity to slap him Li Shiqun again, so that he will regret being a traitor in his next life."

"Yes, it's just a dirty thing on his hands."

"Speak quickly!"

Zhang Xinguang is ready, looking like a good student taking notes.

Yuan Pengfei stirred the coffee and told slowly.

Li Shiqun's vicious hand not only extended to the anti-Japanese patriots, but also to the innocent citizens.

Fang Gaoyi is the boss and general manager of the Chemical Industry Company and a famous chemist. He has made a fortune in managing mosquito coils and toothpaste, but he has long been targeted by Li Shiqun.

Two days ago, a "confidential" document was issued to the No. 76 spy: Fang Gaoyi sent 30,000 yuan in batches to Chongqing in the name of the manager of the Chemical Industry Corporation.

In 1938, he interviewed with the editor-in-chief of Xinhua Daily in a small tavern until late at night with the grounds of traveling on a business trip in Chongqing.

After returning to the Demon City, he often summoned his staff to say that "Wang Baihai is a traitor" and other words were excessive and absurd..."

For a moment, the spies on No. 76 were all ready to catch a big fish of wealth.

Just yesterday, Fang Gaoyi was kidnapped by the No. 76 agent on the way out of the car. The bodyguard was shot seven times in order to protect him.

Now, only a few people know that Fang Gaoyi is missing, but only a few people know that Fang Gaoyi is enduring torture under the command of Agent No. 76.

These guys will never give up until they achieve their goals. They will not give up until they get the money.

Zhang Xinguang stopped writing: "Old Yuan, this happened yesterday? Then the Fang family must be anxious. If you can solve it, you might as well help them. Fang Gaoyi has a good reputation and I think it is worth it."

Yuan Pengfei frowned: "Old Zhang, don't you understand the point I said? The people on No. 76 do everything they can to extort money. The Japanese master who exposed them also has to deal with them, and it is probably possible that they can calm them down for a while."

"Well, you're right. I'll write this out when I go back and I'll be in the newspaper tomorrow." Zhang Xinguang nodded and said.

He paused and asked with little confidence: "Can't you help him?"

In fact, he also knew that this kind of questioning was rude. It did not mean that if you are both Chinese, you must make selfless contributions and take risks and waste your energy to help others.

Especially this is a stranger who only knows the name, and it is reasonable that his opponent's infamous Agent No. 76 is not helping.

But as long as a person does not lose his conscience, he always has a little kindness in his heart, which makes him ask more questions.

Yuan Pengfei picked up the coffee and drank it all, pondering: "This is simple, but it's also troublesome. I can only come up with an idea."

"What's the idea?"
Chapter completed!