The Republic of Heroes

Fengtian in April is full of wind and clouds.Last month, Emperor Hongxian was under pressure to abolish the throne. After several wars, the Beiyang government's control over the local area has not been as good as before. Zhang Zuolin is the general of Shengjing, and he is in charge of Fengtian military affairs.

Wang Yongjiang, Director of the Feng Provincial Taxation Bureau, was recommended by Yuan Jinkai to be reused by Zhang Zuolin, and was appointed as the Director of Feng Provincial Police and the Chief of the Provincial Police Department.At the very beginning of taking office, Director Wang started to rectify the police affairs. For a while, chickens and dogs were flying around Fengtian City, and tigers and flies were slapped to death.

Wang Yongjiang ran a pharmacy in his early years, so Sun Dingchen got acquainted with him and had a close relationship with him, but he gradually alienated him later.This time, he wrote a letter asking for help, and Wang Yongjiang agreed without hesitation because of his friendship, and reassured him that he would definitely intervene in this matter in person.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The concierge sent a letter signed by Wu Xiaoliang, took out the letter paper, and the handwriting was beautiful: At four o'clock in the afternoon, we will meet on the second floor of Xinjing Teahouse. If you have something important, you must come.Signed Shen Zibing.

is her?What can be the matter?Wu Xiaoliang asked questions in his head, thinking of her curvy figure, he felt that he should go see her, even if he had nothing to do, drinking tea with the beauty would be very pleasant.

Xinjing Teahouse is located in Xiaonanmenli, which is a real wealthy area, and those who enter and exit the teahouse are either rich or expensive.Wu Xiaoliang wanted to go up to the second floor but was stopped by a snobby guy.

"What are you doing? Stop upstairs." The second floor is equivalent to the VIP of future generations. Wu Xiaoliang is a stranger, wearing a half-worn robe, and he looks handsome from the north to the south. It is already great kindness.

"I've made an appointment." Wu Xiaoliang has always disliked such powerful villains, so he ignored him with just three words and prepared to go upstairs.The little guy was a little annoyed, and reached out to push him.But a pair of big hands pinched his wrists, grinning in pain.

"Oh, please forgive me, master." The boy hurriedly begged for mercy, and a burly man in a brown robe snorted coldly and put more effort into his hands.

"Just teach him a lesson, don't hurt him." The voice was low but extremely majestic. The big man nodded respectfully and said that he let go of his hand, his tiger's mouth was covered with calluses.The owner of the voice was an old man, wearing a black silk jacket, and the big man hurriedly helped him upstairs.

Wu Xiaoliang bowed his hands to the two to express his gratitude, but the boy didn't dare to stop him any longer, he watched Shi Shiran go upstairs with resentment.

The private seats on the second floor are well-equipped with tea tables. Wu Xiaoliang chose the private seat by the window. He can look at the market through the glass window when he raises his head. He ordered a pot of frozen top oolong, and picked up the Fengtian Times on the table, full of headlines. The first edition is all about Feng Delin, commander of the 28th Division of the Army.

"Lieutenant General Feng Delin." He said to himself, and shook his head again, although he is now red and purple, but he ended badly later.The big man at the next table got up angrily, but was pushed down by the old man, who walked to Wu Xiaoliang's table.

"Brother, how about together?" Wu Xiaoliang quickly nodded and got up to give in. He had made a move to save the siege, so of course he couldn't be rude.

"I just heard you say Feng Delin, but you know each other?" the old man asked with a smile after sitting down.

Wu Xiaoliang spread out the newspaper in his hand and pointed, "It's written in the newspaper. The younger generation is just a commoner and has no chance to see Assistant Feng."

The old man narrowed his gaze, "Why are you shaking your head?"

"The younger generation is sorry for him." In the previous life, Feng Delin was pushed out of Fengtian by Zhang Zuolin not long after he entered Fengtian, and later he was imprisoned because of his support for Zhang Xun. Thanks to Zhang Zuolin's rescue, he returned to the Northeast. This is the greatest tragedy of a hero.

The old man was puzzled, "This man is at the height of his power, why should he regret it?"

Wu Xiaoliang thought, you old man, I'm being serious when I say it casually, but for his sake of saving himself, it's okay to go deeper.

"It looks beautiful, but it's actually at the end of its battle. Deputy Feng's visit this time puts himself on fire." He picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

The old man nodded slightly, motioning for him to continue.

"Using the post of assistant to compete with the supervisor for power, the name is not right and the words are not smooth, this is the first; the strength of the 28th division is not as good as the 27th division, this is the second; the supervisor Zhang is in charge of the government and the province supports the republic, the people's will, this is the third. The right time and place Renheju is not in Feng's office, so he shouldn't come."

The old man snorted without a smile, and walked away, the big man hurriedly followed him to help him downstairs, and gave Wu Xiaoliang a hard look.

Wu Xiaoliang was baffled. Next to the text of the newspaper on the table was a photo of Deputy Feng. He was dressed in a military uniform, but his facial features were [-]% similar to this old man. Could it be that he was just... It couldn't be such a coincidence, and he regretted his slip of the tongue.

Raise your hand to see the time is a quarter past four, and the newly bought Longines watch is convenient and trendy.Shen Zibing didn't mean to play with himself, he waited for a while and still didn't see anyone, so he had to pay the bill and leave. What made him wonder was that the old man paid his tea money.

The sun was setting to the west, and there were still many pedestrians on the street. Suddenly there was gunshots in front, and a group of heavily armed cavalry came galloping. Those who like to watch the excitement hid on the side of the street and stretched their necks. Wu Xiaoliang turned into the alley and prepared to take a detour to go home when he heard a woman's cry for help in front of him. Rolled up his gun plate and ran to the cry for help.

Ever since he was kidnapped on Jinchuan Street, and later experienced the burning of a pharmaceutical factory in Fengtian, he has been extremely worried about the safety of this era. For self-defense, he bought this gun when he had money, and he must carry it with him whenever he goes out alone.

Around a courtyard wall, two soldiers in yellow uniforms were holding down a struggling woman.Wu Xiaoliang was secretly surprised, did the rebels enter the city?He began to rape women in broad daylight. In his previous life, he had never heard that Zhang Zuolin's army had become so corrupt in Fengtian.How could he ignore such a thing, put his hand on the gun behind the robe, and shouted:

"stop!"

The two soldiers turned their heads and said wow, wow, they were speaking in Japanese, and they realized that it was the Chinese who had disturbed their good business. They were extremely annoyed, and one of them took out a chicken leg and shot him.Shocked, Wu Xiaoliang hurriedly dodges, cursing inwardly that he is a Japanese devil, the bullet from the gun brand instantly shoots out, hitting the center of the eyebrow.

The remaining Japanese soldier saw that his companion had been shot in the head, squatted on the ground and hurriedly drew out his gun. Unexpectedly, he failed to open the gun several times. Call.Without further hesitation, Wu Xiaoliang pulled the trigger, and the bullet was shot into the Japanese soldier's head, and he had to silence it.

The Japanese soldier fell to the ground, the woman was bold, kicked the corpse several times, brushed up her messy hair, and thanked Wu Xiaoliang,

"It's you?" The two said in unison.