Chapter 457

"Baga! Idiot! Little Bucket!"

Feng Tie, the captain of the Renqiu County Special Agent Squadron, was submerged with an idiot-looking face, and was overwhelmed by Yamamoto Sanosuke's saliva that was scolded by the sarcasm of Yamamoto.

The shopkeeper Chang Da was also shocked by the fierce slap of Captain Yamamoto, and almost had an illusion that the slap was slapped on his face, and he couldn't help but touch his face, still feeling scared.

Feng Tie, who was still addicted to Captain Yamamoto's polite words, called him Feng Tie in the polite words of "Feng Sang". His mood at this moment seemed to fall directly from heaven to hell, but he opened his mouth wide but couldn't say a word. His whole head was full of Captain Yamamoto's angered and scolded him.

It's really incredible!

"You, you! You are such a useless person!" Yamamoto Sanosuke was still unhappy and gave Feng Tie a slap and a sober foot, kicking Feng Tie so hard that he covered his chest and rolled to the door in pain.

The shopkeeper Chang Da from Taihe Building felt a bit terrible. This Japanese was simply too cruel. He was just a dog to his traitors, scolding him whenever he wanted to, and beating him whenever he wanted to. The shopkeeper Chang Da even had a hint of sympathy for the spy squadron leader Feng Tie. This traitor is not easy to do.

"Yama, Lord Yamamoto!" Feng Tie was almost stunned. He climbed to Sanosuke Yamamoto with a crying voice like his father and mother, hugged Sanosuke Yamamoto and cried, "Sir, do you know what the young one did? Please beat the young one, and you can understand it too?" The more you are, the less you are, Feng Tie is not brave enough to get angry at all. Even if Yamamoto wants to kill him, he could only take the initiative to stretch out his head and get the knife. His family is all in the city and is being controlled by the Japanese. Even the captain Ono, the temper is not so easy to talk to, let alone this captain Yamamoto, who has always been very violent.

"What's wrong?!" Yamamoto Sainosuke snorted from his nose: "Hmph!~The menu on this is the dish I ordered in Taihelou. In order to prevent the Eighth Route Army guerrillas from knowing that the official ordered the dishes in advance and poisoned the dish to assassinate me, I asked the restaurant to keep the menu I ordered in a special way!"

"What!?" Feng Tie, the captain of the spy squadron, widened his eyes, as if he didn't believe his ears very much. He could never have imagined that these menus, which were suspected to be the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party, actually belonged to the Captain Yamamoto, then, what was his inference just now?

"Are you just saying that I am having an affair with the Eighth Route Army? Your conscience is very bad!" Yamamoto Sanosuke slapped Feng Tie's face as he said, as if threatening the already pitiful squadron captain Feng Tie.

The spy squadron leader Feng Tie was ashamed, and his actions to seek credit in front of Captain Yamamoto turned into a self-destructive action that was digging a pit for himself and burying himself. Nothing is more stupid than this.

The shopkeeper Changda, who was almost ignored by Yamamoto Sanosuke and Feng Tie, was watching the fun, blinked innocently, menu?! Captain Yamamoto?! When did he order food here?? Please keep it secretly?!

There are many strange things every year. This year, Chang Da’s brain is a little too hard to turn around. This world?! The expression on the shopkeeper Chang Da’s face at this moment was like being slapped by Yamamoto, sometimes red and sometimes white, extremely exciting. But he himself has no confidence to say "no"! Isn’t that asking for death?!

It turned out that the teacup was placed. When I took the teacup away, two words were gently written in tea underneath: Tai Huang!

"Ta" The shopkeeper Chang Da exclaimed a word and suddenly covered his mouth tightly, his eyes widening, as if he obviously didn't believe in his eyes.

Tai Huang!~ What does the special code that only a few intelligence cadres in the 11th Division know about obviously means? For the shopkeeper Changda, it is self-evident.

The shopkeeper Changda saw these two words here, how excited he felt, suppressed his excitement and began to recall. These two words could not appear under the teacup for no reason. The only ones who had the opportunity to come into contact with the teacup in the room just now, Feng Tie, Yamamoto Sanosuke and Xiao Zhong who brought tea.

I and Xiao Zhong, a guy who has been with me for a long time, can be completely eliminated. Feng Tie is a hardcore traitor. He is just to make trouble for me. He can see with his own eyes. He has never touched the teacup at all. Of course, he cannot be too seldom. And Yamamoto Sainosuke?! This matter began to become strange. The Japanese captain who was the one who was right in Renqiu County unexpectedly helped him with this disaster. He did not remember correctly these notes were indeed documents containing confidential information. It was not the so-called menu for Yamamoto ordering dishes. If the closest to the teacup, the most likely place to leave his handwriting is only

The shopkeeper Chang Da was chilling.

The Party Central Committee specially rewarded the 12th District Team as an intelligence elite lying in the central Hebei region.

"Niang Xipi" You can hear the complaints from the shopkeeper Chang Da who was extremely depressed at almost half of Taihe Tower.

I don’t know if it was the secret service squadron who swept the restaurant or for the sake of the shopkeeper Chang Da to discover a huge secret.

In the office of the large army in the military camp, the spy squadron leader Feng Tie and deputy squadron leader Feng Thiagu, who had cleaned up the meal, Yamamoto Sainosuke pulled the collar of his shirt and sat on the sofa angrily.

Feng Tie and his nephew Feng Thia were furious by Sainosuke Yamamoto. Their cheeks were like pig's heads, and the Yamamoto's hands were not ordinary black. The teeth and nose were mixed together, and they were dragged out by Yamamoto's guards like two dead dogs.

"Baga!~What a bunch of waste!" Yamamoto Sanosuke still remained angry.

"Sir Yamamoto, please calm down. It's getting late, so let's get off early!" The deputy army glanced at the pendulum clock in the room. The hour hand was already pointing at two o'clock in the morning. Yamamoto Sanosuke's anger burned for four hours, beating the two leaders of the spy squadron very hard.

"Well!~You go and rest first, I don't need anyone to serve you here!" Yamamoto Sanosuke waved his hand exhausted.

"Hi!" The adjutant lowered his head and left the room by order.

Pour some hot water and wiped his face, and picked up the book from the bookshelf. Sanosuke Yamamoto pushed open the bedroom door next to the office as usual, opened the window headlight, and comfortably placed himself on the bed full of softness and elasticity. Keeping a certain amount of reading before going to bed can promote sleep well.

Since he came to Renqiu Prefecture, Yamamoto Sanosuke has lived directly in the military camp and has not looked for another place to live. He is also used to this living environment where he can find subordinates at any time.

Although it was already spring, the wind at night was still biting cold. The sound of wind passed outside the window, and the curtains in the bedroom seemed to tremble.

Tsk!~ A slight abnormal sound was obviously incompatible with the soft sound of Sanosuke Yamamoto's soft pages.

Yamamoto Sainosuke was stunned and suddenly entered the book. The curtains were still very close. The wind outside still passed by from time to time. It was not bright. In the dim light of the window headlights, there was a person sitting on the sofa in the bedroom. He was holding a long thing in his hand and was picking up an apple from the ground fruit plate on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

The strange sound just now was the sound of the apple being inserted. Sanosuke Yamamoto could almost confirm that before entering the bedroom, it was only about thirty square meters, and there was absolutely no second person in the room with simple decorations. The person on the sofa was really weird.

Yamamoto Sanosuke did not shout loudly in shock, but calmly put down the book in his hand, looked at the uninvited guest on the sofa with a curious look, and asked softly: "Li Wei?!"

The man nodded for granted and responded to Yamamoto's question, and nibbled the apple calmly. The demon-killing in his hand was too eye-catching. There were indeed few great people who could maintain private exclusive weapons in the major bureaus. Because they were military-style weapons such as fighting stabbing, which were born specifically for the battlefield.

"Yamamoto?!" Li Wei bit the apple indifferently. He estimated that the "explosion" skill had nearly six seconds of support, which was enough to easily kill the number one figure of the Japanese brigade of Renqiu County. He didn't care at all about what Yamamoto did. At close range, even if the opponent had a gun, it would be useless. Under the explosion skill, the enemy's death penalty area within a radius of ten meters beside him.

Li Wei seemed to be careless. Seeing Yamamoto so conscious and not taking the initiative to seek death, he also let Yamamoto live for a while and enjoy the fruit with his leisurely public service.

"Haha!" Yamamoto Sanosuke seemed to see Li Wei's intention, chuckled twice, without any intention of calling the guards to warn him, and then said: "Comrade Li Wei!"

"Hmm?!" Li Wei stopped biting the apple's mouth, glanced at Sanosuke Yamamoto. This guy was not like the rumored a arrogant and warlike militarist. He actually knew that he wanted to get close, which was a bit beyond Li Wei's expectations.

"Represents the development requirements of China's advanced productive forces, represents the direction of China's advanced culture, and represents the fundamental interests of the vast majority of the Chinese people!" Yamamoto Sainosuke suddenly said.

Pounce!~The apple meat that had not been swallowed was sprayed out by Li Wei. The words of Sanosuke Yamamoto's words were really too big to deal with Li Wei.

"Three representatives of the Party!" Li Wei widened his eyes and stared at Sanosuke Yamamoto, as if he was looking at a rare monster.

The Japanese devils also talk about the three representatives of the Party? No, no, this is impossible. This is something from decades later. Even if the enemy wants to copy it, it has no place to copy it. It is just a knowledge of Li Wei's later generations and is also one of the secrets of the secret codes of the 12th District Team. Many of them come from the future. In this era, nouns and sentences without any source are used as secret codes. There is really nothing safer than this.
Chapter completed!