20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 26 Lost and Found (please pursue reading, don’t keep books)
Ivan Akbarov is a low-level officer stationed in Liaoyang City, responsible for protecting the security of the Middle East Railway.

Like all declining aristocrats, in order to maintain the so-called respectability, he often fell into the dilemma of being stretched thin, but he was still pretentious. This can be seen from the fact that he always carried the air of a general even though he clearly carried a humble military rank on his shoulders. , you can get a glimpse of it.

Ivan doesn't drink or gamble. It's called education, but in fact he has no money.

When he came to the Far East this time, he thought it was an opportunity to make military exploits and revive his family. Unexpectedly, General Shengjing surrendered without a fight and punched the cotton. He held back his strength but couldn't use it.

Therefore, when he heard that someone in the city had killed his own soldiers, he immediately couldn't hold himself back. He led a team of people and rushed to the temple fair in a hurry.

The two Mao Zi soldiers explained the situation just now. Ivan did not dismount, but came straight to Hu Biao, raised his hand and pointed forward, and said in broken Chinese: "Let's go!"

Captain Hu had no choice but to lower his head like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Zhang Zongchang stopped him: "Wait! Where are you going?"

Head Guard Hu pretended to be surprised: "If they ask me to leave, I will leave! I want to kill or behead you, whatever you want, just give me a good time!"

"Pretend to be stupid? Want to be a hero?" Zhang Zongchang sneered, "Go to Changfeng Escort Agency!"

Hu Biao's head was ashen and he pointed at Jiang Xiaodao and said in a trembling voice: "This guy said that I killed Mao Zi. What evidence is there?"

Ivan listened to the translation and shook his head indifferently.

No evidence is needed. If I want to kill you, just a thought is the reason!
The escort leader Hu was really loyal. Even though he was scared out of his wits, he still argued rationally: "Even if I really kill Mao Zi, it's my Hu Biao's business alone and has nothing to do with the Changfeng Escort Agency!"

"Snapped!"

Ivan raised his hand and whipped Hu Biao right in the face: "Let's go!"

Bantou Li hurriedly came over and said softly: "Boss Hu, stop arguing. Even if you don't lead the way, others will. Why don't you go and explain the matter clearly? At the worst, Shopkeeper He will lose some money and get some." Yinzi, maybe this matter can be slowed down!"

Hu Biaotou spat a mouthful of blood. He was not a hero after all, he was scared.

The sad thing is that he can't even tell whether this fear comes from himself or from some absurd consensus.

The rules of the rivers and lakes are not easy to use in front of foreigners; the tricks all over the body are like a mantis trying to use a chariot in front of guns and cannons.

Ivan ordered that in addition to the surrounding spectators, everyone present, including Bantou Li, who was a court agent, had to follow him to the Changfeng Escort Agency.

Most of the people dispersed, and Zhang Jiuye, who had been silent just now, also disappeared into the crowd.

Even so, there were still many people who were not afraid of death just to watch the fun, and followed them from a distance.

The originally lively temple fair suddenly became deserted.

A group of people walked around and around for less than half an hour and finally arrived at Changfeng Escort Agency.

When he walked to the door, Hu Biao felt sad and felt a Mount Tai pressing on his chest. He staggered forward and suddenly fell to the ground. Then, he spurted a mouthful of old blood from his mouth and wailed: "Old man , I’m sorry for you!”

Ivan got off his horse, straightened the collar of his coat, assumed a well-educated aristocratic posture, and knocked on the door twice.

A group of Maozi soldiers followed closely, setting up their rifles and preparing for the attack.

After a while, Li Qun pushed open the door and took a look, his lips turned white.

"What...what does this mean? Mr. Hu, what...what's wrong with you?"

Li Qun subconsciously wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by two Mao Zi soldiers with guns.Hu Biao felt guilty, his energy and blood surged, and he muttered: "The second strongman is dead, go call Shopkeeper He."

There was no need to shout. He Lishan in the inner hall had already heard the big commotion outside. In a short time, he led all the dozen escorts in the yard to the door.

"Stuy! Stoy!"

Mao Zibing fixed his bayonet and forced everyone back with his gun.

"Master Jun, what's going on?" He Lishan looked flustered and looked around, "Team Leader Li, why are you here too? What happened?"

Bantou Li and He Lishan often interacted with each other on weekdays. At this moment, he could only cry and point at Jiang Xiao: "This guy said that Hu Biaotou killed Mao Zi and he came to question him."

"Isn't this nonsense!" He Lishan jumped in anger, "You bastard! What grudge does our Changfeng Escort Bureau have against you? Why are you pouring such dirty water on us?"

Without waiting for Jiang Xiaodao's reply, Hu Biaotou said: "'Owl'!"

Hearing these three words, He Lishan was suddenly struck by five thunders!

Ever since he learned that Jiang Chenghai had come to Liaoyang, He Lishan had been wary of everything. During this period, he tried his best to take care of everything, whether it was the rivers, lakes, green forests, or government offices, hoping to use this to build up momentum and make Jiang Chenghai realize that Changfeng Escort Agency has taken root here. For decades, you will never be a lamb to the slaughter.

But he never expected that Jiang Cheng Haijian would go astray and use Mao Zi's power to kill people with a borrowed sword.

"Master Jun, there is a misunderstanding! This kid is talking nonsense. There is no need for such a big battle. Come, please come to your room. If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly."

But Ivan still stood outside the door, motionless, and squeezed out three words in his dry mouth: "Loyalty Army?"

He Lishan's face suddenly turned pale: "No, no, no! We run an escort agency and have nothing to do with the Zhongyi Army!"

It turned out that although the large forces of the Loyalty Army were dispersed last year, there were still some stragglers wandering among the forest, sea and snowfields, like mosquitoes, harassing Maozi's baggage, railways and grain and grass from time to time, which he hated.

Bantou Li persuaded: "Shopkeeper He, stop talking, hurry up and save money to avoid disaster!"

He Lishan nodded quickly: "Master Jun, we have something to discuss, please wait a moment, I will go back and get some money for you!"

Zhang Zongchang translated the words, and Ivan sneered twice and nodded.

He Lishan immediately turned around and walked quickly back to the inner hall. Within a moment, he returned with a small elm box in his arms.

This is the money saved by the He family over the decades since they founded the Changfeng Escort Agency. It contains not only silver, but also a few gold bars. Now that people's lives are at stake, they have to give it out.

"Master Jun, this is all the property of my He family. You are accommodating. We are really serious businessmen. As Mr. Gao from the government can testify, we have never mixed with senior brothers, loyal soldiers and the like!"

With that said, He Lishan presented the small elm box with both hands.

When the Mao Zi soldiers saw this, they burst into laughter.

What they were laughing at was not the money they were about to receive, but the weakness of the people in front of them.

Ivan likes and needs money, but he hopes to achieve success even more.

No matter what, in his eyes, the Changfeng Escort Bureau must be a remnant of the Zhongyi Army. This matter has nothing to do with the truth, but only his career.

Ivan didn't expect that when he took off his gloves and opened the box, what he saw was not gold and silver treasures, but a human head buried in the gravel and frozen into purple!
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