"Damn it, the conscience was eaten by the dog, and helped the Japanese bully the Chinese."

Li Dadan's eyes were almost inflamed, and he wanted to pull out his gun to kill the dog traitor and the Japanese.

He had heard about Sun Daizi's brother and knew that the captured laborers would not have a good ending.

Monk Wei looked at his hand pulling out the gun and persuaded him: "Calm down, brother, calm down, we still have something to do. After the serious business is done, if you want to stand up for the injustice, no one will stop you."

"Come with me."

Yuan Lang turned his head and looked at them, and walked towards the city gate with big strides.

The majestic yellow skin, as soon as he raised his head, he slapped him in front of him.

The yellow-pie eyes were filled with stars, covering her face with one hand and then she went to pull out the gun, cursing: "Bastard, who the hell is hitting me?"

"Baga Road!"

Yuan Lang's Japanese tone was full of momentum. Without the experience of a Japanese officer for three years, he could not shout out this momentum.

Immediately, I greeted the Japanese soldiers next to me and said in Japanese: "Thank you for your hard work."

Although the dress lacks Japanese style, it is arrogant, condescending and the purest Japanese language.

All of them mean that this is a Japanese man, and maybe he is still a big shot.

The Japanese soldiers were like facing the patrol superiors, bowing their heads slightly: "Where is the responsibility."

The yellow man who was slapped in the face was respectful, without any dissatisfaction, and did not dare to ask why he was beaten.

Is it still possible to use a reason for the Japanese to beat people?

No need at all!

He could only curse in his heart that he was unlucky, not knowing how he met a nervous Japanese.

Yuan Lang walked in swaggeringly, and Monk Wei followed closely.

That's Japanese, who the hell are you?

Huang Pizi reached out to stop the monk, "Where is your good citizen certificate?"

"Baga Road!"

With seventy-six-point swear words, there was a loud slap.

Monk Wei's hand strength was much stronger than Yuan Lang's. The yellow-skinned other half of his face became swollen visible to the naked eye.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Monk Wei learned very quickly, and also said to the Japanese soldiers beside him as if they were decent, and followed in swagger.

Huangpi covered her swollen face and cursed her in her heart. This is so unlucky. It was the Japanese who said it was, "What do you think of hitting people at any time?"

Li Dadan witnessed the previous two demonstrations and wondered: "It's too easy to be able to enter the city if you do this, right?"

Without hesitation, he followed up and slapped it on the yellow-skinned other half of the face. He used it very much with anger in his mouth.

Now it was symmetrical from left to right, and the whole face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Baga Road!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Li Dadan learned a few words like a decent person and followed him in.

When the man walked away, Huangzi scolded in a vague manner: "Damn, who the hell did I provoke whom? If a Japanese man comes, I slapped me in the face. I didn't stop him!"

When the Japanese soldier heard it, he seemed to mention him, and his eyes glared: "Baga!"

Huangpi covered his face, feeling aggrieved, and quickly explained: "Taijun, don't slap me, I'll praise you."

In this way, the swelling and swelling were finally eliminated.

After entering the city, Monk Wei secretly asked Yuan Lang: "What does that mean when he said to the Japanese just now?"

Yuan Lang explained: "That word is called hard work. If you want to pretend that Japanese people meet Japanese soldiers, you can fool them even if you know how to do it. If you want to learn more, I can teach you."

He found that Monk Wei was quite talented in language, and he could learn to be quite good as soon as he said it for the first time.

It's already very good.

The monk touched his head, "Hehe, just know a few words to cooperate with you. If you really want to fight against the Japanese, there is no need for those."

He turned his head and asked Li Dadan: "The second Japanese didn't stop you, why did you slap him just now?"

"I learned from you, can you enter, isn't it because of this process?" Li daringly gestured, the actions he had just entered the city.

Slap the face, curse people with great momentum, and then say something about bird singing.

Monk Wei was so happy: "You are so fucking talent."

The three of them walked quickly and caught up with the two puppet troops who were pressing against the young man and his team.

The two puppet troops wanted to suppress these ten strong men and go to the camp. After they had saved up enough people, they would take them to the construction site to work together.

Yuan Lang went up to stop the two puppet soldiers and chatted. Monk Wei put on a pig's nose and pretended to be a translator.

"Taijun asked you what you are doing, where are these people going?"

Yangquan was occupied by the Japanese army, and now the Japanese are in the city. It’s like during the Qing Dynasty, the Eight Banners were in the city of Peking. No matter what they did, they were the master!

The two puppet soldiers nodded and bowed.

After hearing this, Yuan Lang chattered a few more words, and Monk Wei looked arrogant and arrogant: "These people are sought by the Lord."

He pointed his hand at the men, looking completely unconfident: "Follow us."

In a blink of an eye, the people were gone, leaving two puppet troops in the wind.

"What should I do? The escort is gone, and I can't explain it when I go back."

"What else can you do? Do you dare to ask Taijun for someone, and you have a long life?"

The three of them met again, and behind them was the rescued man.

Li Dadan just witnessed the cooperation of the two, and the shock in his heart was endless.

Is this OK?

I felt that after entering the city, the two of them felt even more like fish in water. It fully demonstrated how important it is to know a foreign language.

One mouth wins more than ten guns.

Yuan Langsei gave Li Dadan a few pieces of ocean and asked him to settle the people behind him.

Those who were rescued thought Yuan Lang was really a Japanese and didn't know what to do to them.

I thought I had fallen from one demon cave into another, and was so scared that I was so scared.

When Li Dabing dismissed them, he still couldn't believe that he was free.

What I am talking about is the blessing of God and Buddha, but I don’t know that it is the people who save them.

"The cooperation just now is good, but there are still some loopholes." Yuan Lang did not be complacent, but reflected on what he did not do well enough.

Language, expressions, forms, and pass the qualifications?

After thinking about it, there is a lack of an important factor, identity.

What kind of identity does he have that tone and look?

Retired military officers, officials, or wealthy businessmen.

To determine an identity, you also need to improve the details, otherwise it will be easily exposed.

As a translator, Monk Wei actually had a loophole, he did not understand Japanese.

Yuan Lang can be expressed as understanding Chinese but not speaking, while monks cannot understand Japanese, and cannot communicate in front of others, so cooperation will be disappointing.

Yuan Lang was talking a lot just now, but Monk Wei was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and said according to his own wishes, he fooled it.

If you encounter a difficult one, it is easier to expose it.

It seems that later, I have to act as a one-man show by myself and let the monk act as a bodyguard.

"Boss, where are you going? Shouldn't we find a restaurant first and get some food to fill our stomachs!"

Monk Wei smacked his lips to remind Yuan Lang that it was already noon and it was time to have a meal.??

Yuan Lang glanced at him and said, "I know how to eat. I went to the city with me so many times. The first thing I do is to eat. Can't I make some progress?"

"Go to the biggest hotel."
Chapter completed!