The banquet hall of the Immortals Gathering Restaurant!
"Welcome to my birthday party!”
" Today is my birthday, but I'm also thinking about my mother…"
"My mother…"
"Monk! What was this Japanese guy mumbling about?”
In the corner of the banquet hall, four figures were sitting on chairs. The difference was that they were all dressed in black and wore black hats!
They were Ding Wei, Zhou Weiguo, Tyrant, and Duan Peng!
"I didn't hear it clearly!"
"He seems to be thinking about his mother!" Tyrant stammered.
He was holding a roasted chicken in one hand and stuffing the spiced beef into his mouth with his right hand. After stuffing it all into his mouth, he even poured the wine bottle into his mouth!
"Guild Leader! The Japanese have a mother too!" Duan Peng couldn't help but say.
"Nonsense!"
"The Japanese are also born by their mother. They can't jump out from the cracks in the rocks!”
"You motherf * cker! A monk! Put it down!"
Ding Wei was speaking in a low voice when he turned his head and saw the monk reaching for the few plates of spiced beef!
"Guild Leader! I didn't even eat lunch! I'm hungry!"
The monk toot. His eyes were shining and the oil at the corner of his mouth was glowing!
"You motherf * cker!"
"Leave some for me!"
Seeing that the monk was about to finish the spiced beef in front of him, Ding Wei slapped him!
The monk looked at Ding Wei with an aggrieved expression!
"Look at how you eat! We are all civilized people!"
"Give the rest to Old Zhao to pack up and bring back!”
"Zhao Zhengwei hasn't eaten yet!"
Ding Wei glared at him.
"Guild Leader! I don't think your food is any better than mine!”
Tyrant retorted.
Then, he picked up a plate of peanuts on the table and stuffed it into his mouth!
"You motherf * cker! Why don't you listen!"
Ding Wei's face was filled with anger as he reached out to snatch it!
Kacha!
The plate in the monk's hand slipped and fell to the ground!
The crisp sound directly stopped the banquet!
"Baka!"
"You! Who let you in?"
The Japanese beside him was the first to react and said angrily.
"Motherf * cker! Who are you scolding?"
Tyrant turned his head and glared at him.
"Monk!"
"This is your fault!"
"He scolded people. He's the one with no upbringing!"
"You can't bite a dog when it bites people, can you? What kind of turtle bastard was this Japanese!”Ding Wei drank his wine expressionlessly, as if he would not budge even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him!
"Eight grid tooth path!"
"You guys! What work?"
A Japanese officer nearby, Ichiro Hirata's deputy, walked over angrily and pointed his right hand at Ding Wei, the monk, and the others in front of him!
"Me?"
"My surname is Ding! Ding Wei!"
"Of course, you can also call me the new regiment commander of the 8th Route Army!”
"Ba…Baka!"
"Eight!"
"It's the eighth route!"
The expression of the Second Ghost who was translating for Ichiro changed drastically.
"Baka!"
When they heard the word "eight roads", the Japanese people at the scene panicked!
Ichiro Hirata's deputy's expression changed as he prepared to withdraw his right hand and draw his gun!
Immediately, a piercing pain assaulted him!
"Ah!"
Ichiro Hirata's assistant wailed and screamed. Then, he felt a huge force on his chest and he could not help but fly backward!
He knocked over a few tables!
In the end, he was on the ground, pinching the two fingers that had been broken by the monk and wailing continuously!
In less than three seconds, there was no more movement!
"Japanese! Didn't anyone tell you that pointing at others is uncultured behavior?”
"Oh! He had forgotten! You're a fucking Japanese!"
Tyrant said coldly.
At this time, the Japanese had already reacted and were ready to pull out their guns!
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The monk and Duan Peng stood up abruptly and started shooting at the Japanese who were about to pull out their guns!
"Old Li! This is not your personality!"
At the same time, Ding Wei slowly stood up from his seat and teased.
"Haha!"
"Li Yunlong of the new second regiment is here!"
"Don't f * cking move!"
In the northwest corner, two figures in black pants and black clothes stood up abruptly. The leader even fired two shots into the sky!
It was Li Yunlong!
"Brother Yunfei!"
"How long are you going to hide?" Li Yunlong's loud and honest voice rang out!
Not far away, a helpless Chu Yunfei slowly appeared!
Following Chu Yunfei was his assistant, Sun Ming!
Ichiro Hirata, who was standing in the main seat, was completely stunned!
One!
Two!
Three?
Three groups of people?
"Old Li! Why don't you take these devils back and take credit for them?”Ding Wei said with a smile.
"Old Ding!"
"What's the use of these turtles and bastards?”
"Brother Yunfei! What do you think?" Li Yunlong said loudly.
"Since you don't want it!"
"Send them down to meet the King of Hell!”
Chu Yunfei's eyes flashed coldly!
Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He aimed at the Japanese in front of him and started shooting!
After Ding Wei signaled with his eyes, the monk, Zhou Weiguo, and the others also joined the battle!
In the huge banquet hall, only gunshots and the wails of the Japanese were left!
……
"Old Ding! It's really you?" Outside the provincial capital, Li Yunlong looked at the figure in front of him and said in disbelief.
At the same time, he turned to look at Chu Yunfei.
"Brother Yunfei!"
"Brother Yun Long! And this is?" Chu Yunfei looked at Ding Wei with a puzzled expression.
At the scene just now, this brother was not ordinary, especially his subordinates. Their skills were amazing, so Chu Yunfei could not help but ask.
"Brother Yunfei! This is my old comrade!”
"Ding Wei of the new regiment!"
Li Yunlong said with a smile.
"Commander Chu!"
Ding Wei nodded at Chu Yunfei.
In fact, he had noticed the two figures as soon as he entered the door, but Ding Wei was curious why Old Li and Chu Yunfei appeared together!
As for forcing the two of them out together, he naturally could not expose himself alone!
"Commander Ding!" Chu Yunfei nodded at Ding Wei at the same time!
He knew about the new regiment. It was the regiment that Li Yunlong's predecessor was in. However, it had suffered heavy losses during the battle at the Gray Cloud Ridge!
There were too many groups on the eighth route, as many as the hair on an ox!
Then, Chu Yunfei looked at Li Yun Long! It was obvious that he wasn't very interested in Ding Wei!
"Brother Yun Long!"
"This brother of mine is not ordinary!"
Li Yun Long looked at Chu Yun Fei and couldn't help but ask.
"Brother Yun Long!"
"Tell me the details?" Chu Yunfei asked curiously.
"Brother Yunfei! The battle at the Gray Cloud Ridge! This brother of mine can fight against a hundred!”
" If there was no Old Ding..." Li Yunlong said to himself, but he suddenly remembered something and stopped halfway!
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