"As you command!"

A platoon leader, with more than thirty team members, disappeared into the alleys on both sides of the house.

"This is the official residence of Mr. Ma Mingge, a third-rank official of the imperial court. You...who are you? What do you want to do?"

At this time, the two servants guarding the gate ran out of the hut next to the gate.

When they looked at the sergeant at the scene who was holding a gun, with cold eyes and expressionless face, they were so frightened that they could not speak clearly for the rest of the sentence, and their legs were shaking like a sieve.

"If you don't want to die, go back and report it. We are here to investigate the criminal Ma Mingge on the order of the Governor of Huguang."

Gu Zhunian looked at the two gatekeepers, whose faces were pale with fear, and said coldly.

Hearing the words of the big military master, the two doorkeepers were stunned, as if they had not yet reacted. They glanced at each other, turned around and ran back to the mansion.

With a "bang..." sound, the door was closed tightly, and thick door bars were added inside.

Ridiculous, this is a play of self-deception.

Chen Tianhua looked back at Gu Zhunian and the dozen team members following him, and said in a deep voice: "You and I will enter through the main gate."

"yes…"

The team members said in unison.

Chen Tianhua walked towards the two closed red doors with long strides, and Gu Zhunian and his team members followed.

Approaching the red lacquer door, Gu Zhunian was about to go up and knock on the door, but Chen Tianhua stopped him. He pressed his palms on the door and pushed away with all his strength.

"Click... click..."

Chen Tianhua's cheeks turned red from suppressing the pain, the veins on his forehead and arms popped out, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

In the horrified eyes of Gu Zhunian and the team members, the sound of hardwood breaking finally sounded.

This is the first time that Chen Tianhua has shown his inner strength in public. For some reason these days, he always feels like he has a lot of resentment in his chest, and he is always looking for an opportunity to vent it.

With the door shaft slowly turning and a harsh "creaking..." sound, the closed red lacquered door slowly opened.

Pushing open the door, Chen Tianhua and the others walked into the mansion.

Looking at the door latch that fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, as thick as a bowl of ocean, Gu Zhunian and the other team members could see how deep the young general's inner strength was and how terrifying his soft strength was.

Walking into the empty front yard, well-trained Fengzhong team members immediately occupied the corridors on both sides.

At this time, on the outer walls around the mansion, more than 30 members of the team had all climbed up the wall and were keeping an eye on key positions. The Mauser M1888 standard rifles in their hands were all aimed at the people inside the mansion.

All aspects.

Chen Tianhua was wearing a black cloak and holding the special Yanling official sword, standing like a black evil pestle in the open space in the front yard.

Gu Zhunian and the patrol liaison officer stood on either side of him, looking straight ahead.

The noise at the gate, and the two gatekeepers returning to report, naturally alarmed the mansion, and someone appeared inside.

Damn it, that daredevil dared to come to Mr. Ma’s mansion to cause trouble so early in the morning?!

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler came out of the central courtyard with seven or eight servants holding sticks and carrying simple knives.

The housekeeper couldn't believe the report of the two porters, so he decided to come and see for himself.

The steward who came out looked at the grass in front of the hall. Sure enough, there were a bunch of soldiers standing there. The three in front should be officers. The tall officer in the middle wearing a black robe and cloak, his sharp and cold eyes made him

I even lost the courage to speak, and a chill arose in my heart.

The few servants in green clothes behind him looked at the dozen or so soldiers in grass-green uniforms in the corridor, holding rifles that emitted a steel-blue light. Their hands holding sticks and plain knives trembled involuntarily.

stand up.

"You...what family are you sergeants from?" The steward realized that the people in front of him were not the officers who often came to the mansion. He didn't recognize any of them, and the soldiers' uniforms were all of the wrong color.

It's not the Hubei Xin Army he belongs to.

"Don't ask any more questions. Tell your Mr. Ma to bring his Japanese friends and come out to see me as soon as possible." Chen Tianhua said to the housekeeper and others.

The tone of his words was steady, as steady as the fine snow falling in the sky, making people feel indescribably indifferent and casual.

"Yes, Your Excellency General." The butler responded quickly, bowing his head.

He was involuntarily taken to the ditch by Chen Tianhua, and his answer was actually to admit that there were Japanese people in his house.

The housekeeper was hypnotized by the aura of the black-clad officer in front of him. On the collar of the dark blue military uniform, there were two gilt dragon emblems shining with golden light.

What a general.

This housekeeper is well-informed. He knows that today, Mr. Ma is really in trouble. Where did the imperial court transfer troops? Could it be the new Beiyang Army from the capital?

He was still awake, so he turned around and ordered the servants in Tsing Yi, who were as frightened as soft-legged shrimps, to guard the front yard of the lobby, while he ran as fast as he could to the inner yard, shouting as he ran, "

Master...Master...it's not good..."

Ma Mingge got up late today and was still naked and lazing on the bed.

Today is Saturday. Marshal Zhang does not have to go to the morning hall in the Admiral's Yamen. He usually goes to the Yamen only in the afternoon to handle official business.

Therefore, he took a half-nap with his concubine Yun Yu Wu Shan in the small wing last night, and then fell into a drowsy sleep until daybreak.

At this time, he was alarmed by the noise outside, "Damn, I can't even get a good night's sleep!"

Ma Mingge cursed angrily.

After he stood up and put on his nightgown, he was about to take a step forward. He found that the robe was being held by a pair of tender white jade hands, and then a delicate voice sounded in his ears, "Master, I'm so scared!"

When he found that the person holding on to his brocade clothes was the nervous and trembling concubine, he quickly comforted him:

"It's okay, little heart. I just need to go out and take a look. Don't worry, no one will dare to trouble you."

In Wuchang Prefecture, the prefect is the fourth-rank official. He lives in the official residence of a third-rank official. Under normal circumstances, no one dares to come and harass him.

As for the one who dared to make a loud and loud noise in the mansion, it was his jealous wife Zhang. Since she was the cousin of the admiral Zhang Biao, she was not afraid of her.

Just when Ma Mingge got up from the couch in the small wing and was about to open the door, the housekeeper was already outside the door panting.

"Old...Master...a group of military lords came...outside...one of them was a general, probably from the New Beiyang Army. He said...that he wanted me...to bring friends from Japan...out...to meet him..."

After a while of running and being nervous, the middle-aged housekeeper's face turned pale, he was out of breath, and he looked like he was about to lose his life.

Listening to the intermittent words coming from outside the door, the figures in the room who were getting dressed were froze.

Beiyang New Army?
Chapter completed!