Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 431 Curve to save the country Captain Jia begging to subscribe

I saw Jia Gui walking towards Zhou Weihan's private room step by step with a step that his relatives did not recognize.

He opened the door curtain, put his head in first, and cast his eyes inside: "Hey, I'm still a rich man, what's the matter, are you deaf? Didn't hear what I just said!"

As soon as the words fell, the monk put down the donkey meat in his hand, stood up abruptly, and stared at him: "Damn it, who are you calling deaf!"

"Hey, let me tell you, no one dares to challenge me in the territory of Handan!" Jia Gui said and stretched out his hand to the gun box: "I think you guys look like eight roads!"

Before Jia Gui took out the shell gun, the monk stepped forward and pushed him down on the table.

"Boom!" Jia Gui's head came into close contact with the table.

"Hey, hey! Hey!"

Tian Defu, who had been leaning against the door, closed the door, and took out the pistol that Jia Gui had not pulled out.

"What did you say we were just now? Eight Routes?" Zhou Weihan asked with a half-smile.

"Hero, please forgive me. Just now, the soldier said that he looks like Balu. If you take a closer look, it really doesn't look like it!" Jia Gui said after sizing him up.

After hearing this, Zhou Weihan slapped the short gun on the table, and said, "You know what we are doing this time!"

"Ba Lu? No no, Ba Ye, Ba Ye, please spare me!" Jia Gui said and quickly closed his eyes: "Ba Ye, my eyesight is not good, I can't see things clearly, I promise, absolutely not See what you look like!"

After Jia Gui finished speaking, seeing that no one paid any attention to him, his brow was covered with cold sweat, and he showed his cross-eyed eyes.

"Look, with my tricks, can I see things clearly?"

"Huh?" The monk holding Jia Gui snorted coldly.

"I didn't see it, I really didn't see it!" Jia Gui hurriedly closed his eyes again.

Zhou Weihan immediately waved his hand, signaling the monk to let go of Jia Gui, Jia Gui's body softened, and he leaned directly against the door.

At this time, in the lobby, all the guests who paid the money were let out, and all of them disappeared after a while.

A plainclothes man saw Jia Gui enter the private room, but did not come out, walked to the door of the private room and asked, "Captain, the money has been collected, you can withdraw it!"

Jia Gui, who was pressed against the forehead by two short guns, reacted swiftly: "Don't bother me with the f---ing, you guys go back first!"

The plainclothes outside the private room were a little confused, scratched their heads, walked towards the door, called the other two plainclothes and returned to the police station.

"Okay, not being honest!" Zhou Weihan said coldly.

"Hey, Ba Ye, I have all the idiots under my hands, how can they have enough brains!"

"Tell me honestly, what is your identity? There was no one like you in Handan City?"

"Baye, my name is Jia Gui. I was transferred from Anqiu with Taijun Hei Teng more than a month ago!" After Jia Gui finished speaking, he slapped himself very consciously: "It's the Hei Teng devil!"

"Hei Teng devil is still the head of the secret service in Handan, and I'm still in the criminal investigation team!"

"Hey, you can be promoted here with the Japanese, it seems that you are still the little devil's loyal dog!" Zhou Weihan said with a half-smile.

"You should know the policy of our Eighth Route Army, Captain Jia!"

"I know, I know, I'm an acquaintance with the Eighth Route Army in Anqiu, and the Chinese don't fight the Chinese!" Seeing that Zhou Weihan didn't kill the Chinese directly, Jia Gui regained his strength and stood up from the ground.

"Hey, every time our detective team is ambushed by the Eighth Route Army, the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side shouts, put down your weapons, and the Chinese will not fight the Chinese!" Jia Gui grinned and began to imitate himself.

"Dog traitor, I have a fart relationship with you!" The monk cursed angrily.

"It does matter, I'm also Chinese!"

"You deserve it too. You also have the face to say that you are Chinese?"

"Yes, yes, I'm not worthy of being Chinese. I'm not human at all. I'm just a stinking piece of shit. I'm not even worse than shit. This is rampant!" Jia Gui's desire to survive was aroused at this moment. extreme.

"Hmph, don't be so glib, you think you can cover up your crimes, just now you blackmailed the guests of Dingxianglou, isn't it very prestigious?" Zhou Weihan continued.

"Okay, okay, then I'll be serious!" Jia Gui forced a smile on his face: "We Eighth Route Army, no, how do you Eighth Route Army plan to arrange me?"

"Huh? It's a dream to ask us to arrange you, but it's okay to deal with it!"

"I'll put you in a sack later, take you out of the city, and bury you in a wilderness!"

"Ah, it's so troublesome to bury me alive, Eighth Master, why are you wasting your energy, no need, no need!" Jia Gui cried while shaking his body.

"Then Fa-rectification on the spot, this saves trouble!"

"what?"

"Don't, don't, don't rectify the Fa, the bullets of the Eighth Route Army are so precious, wouldn't it be a waste to use them on people like me!"

At this moment, Shui Gen's voice came from outside the private room: "Captain Jia, are you still there? What do you want to eat?"

Just as Jia Gui was about to open his mouth, the monk quickly stuffed the towel on the table into Jia Gui's mouth.

"Captain Jia won't eat, buddy, go ahead!"

"Got it!"

When Shuigen returned to the counter, Sun Youfu, the shopkeeper, hurriedly asked, "Have you seen what's going on inside?"

"I didn't see it clearly, anyway, I saw a few figures standing through the window paper!" Shui Gen said.

"Oh, don't let anything happen!" Sun Youfu exclaimed.

"It's impossible to stand up and talk about things. The three guest officials in the private room are not easy to mess with. I think Jia Gui's grandson is troubled!" Shui Gen said gloatingly.

Jia Gui is from Anqiu in the middle of Hebei Province, and the local specialty is donkey meat fire. I didn't expect that in Handan, I can still eat authentic donkey meat fire.

But this guy was so beautiful, he spent most of the month eating and drinking in Dingxianglou, and it was impossible to pay for the meal, and it was all recorded in the account, and the teeth in Dingxianglou were itchy with hatred.

Back to the private room.

Zhou Weihan looked at Jia Gui who was still carefully closing his eyes, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll let you choose your own way of death!"

"Don't, don't, Baye, I can't die!" Jia Gui felt his forehead go cold again as he said, "I don't want to die!"

"I have done meritorious service, I have made atonement, and I have important information to tell Eighth Master!"

"Speak, let me listen!"

"Neiyong of Da Taijun Temple in Handan City, oh, no, Si Neiyong is an old bastard, this old bastard, this old turtle, this old blind donkey, this fucking shameless devil!"

"Taking advantage of his [-]th birthday, wealthy and influential households in the HD world have been blackmailed and blackmailed all over the place. Tonight, at [-] o'clock, a banquet will be held in Juxian Tower to celebrate!"

"On the border of Handan, the Japanese army, the imperial association army officers, the big and the small traitors, as long as they can show their appearance, they will come. Ba Ye, if you say this is important information, you definitely don't know!"

"Guess why I came to Handan?" Zhou Weihan asked with a smile.

"Ah? Are you really going to take them all together?" Jia Gui opened his eyes in shock.

　Words can't express Captain Jia's acting skills
　　
　
(End of this chapter)