Li Yunlong was a little slow, and all the peanuts went into the monk's stomach.
Li Yunlong couldn't help but lecture him,""Can you eat less and leave some for me? Look at your table manners. This is a banquet, and everyone is respectable. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself?”
The monk was not convinced and retorted,""Your food is not much better than mine.”
As he spoke, he broke off the thigh of another roast chicken and started eating it.
Li Yun Long was afraid that the monk would eat the other thigh as well. He quickly stood up and patted the monk's hand, breaking off the other thigh. He muttered,""F * ck! Why do you only care about yourself? Leave some for me!"
The monk ate very fast. A chicken drumstick that was thrown into his mouth turned into a bone in the blink of an eye and was spat out.
He chewed quickly in his mouth as he walked to the neighboring table as if no one was around. He reached out and tore off two chicken thighs, then picked up a plate of fried peanuts and turned to leave.
At this time, the room became quiet. All the Japanese and puppet officers were baffled. It was rare to see such a greedy and uneducated person.
A young Japanese second lieutenant was a little angry. He glared at the monk and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth,"Baka!"
Although the monk didn't understand Japanese, he knew that it was a curse.
He was originally a child from the countryside and had not received any polite education. He had been brave and fierce since he was young. When he fought, he could only take advantage of him and not lose out. Usually, he would want to cause trouble when there was no wind, let alone when someone scolded him.
So the monk opened his mouth and scolded back,"Who are you scolding? Who the f * ck are you scolding?"
Li Yunlong hurriedly pretended to stop the fight." I say, Monk, this is your fault!”
"It's wrong of him to scold people. He lacks manners. You can't learn from him! What kind of bastard is he?"
None of the Japanese soldiers present understood Chinese, so they were completely unaware of the monk's rude scolding. The puppet army officers present were so shocked that they could not react for a moment.
At this time, Chu Yunfei and Sun Ming, who were sitting at the table in the corner, couldn't help but laugh. They laughed so hard that they were swaying back and forth.
In private, the heads of their guns were already open.
Ichiro Hirata couldn't hold it in any longer. He walked to Li Yunlong's table and muttered to the translator. The translator immediately glared at the two of them."Taijun asked which part you are from? What was his name? Who invited you here?"
Li Yunlong had already finished eating and was wiping his mouth with a corner of the tablecloth. He said nonchalantly,"Oh, you must be Ichiro Hirata? Where's your 50,000 yuan?"
"My surname is Li. I'm Li Yunlong from the Eighth Route Army!”
The interpreter was so flustered that he took a step back and reached out to pull out his gun. He did not forget to report to Hirata Ichiro,"Taijun, eight routes! This is the eighth route!"
When he heard the name Li Yunlong, Ichiro Hirata panicked. He did not pull out his gun and instead fell down!
Li Yunlong stood up calmly and took out the gun he had prepared beforehand. He pointed it at Ichiro Hirata's head.
The scene was a mess. The monk had almost finished his meal anyway, so he stood up and flipped the table. He shot a Japanese not far away and shouted,"Don't move!"
From the beginning to the end, Li Yunlong was very calm.
At this moment, he still had the mood to glance around and slowly said,"Do you want to die?"
After asking, he shouted at Chu Yunfei,"Brother Yunfei, shouldn't you show yourself?”
Chu Yunfei kicked the table over and pulled out his gun with Sun Ming. He shouted,""Chu Yunfei is here, nobody move. Ichiro Hirata, where is my fifty thousand yuan?”
Only then did everyone realize that the god sitting there was actually the commander of the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army, Chu Yunfei!
The hall became even more chaotic.
Just the names of Chu Yunfei and Li Yunlong were enough to cause chaos in Heyuan County.
Chu Yunfei's troops occupied a large area in the Heng Mountain area, adjacent to Li Yunlong's guerrilla zone.
As time went by, Chu Li and Chu Li became famous in the northwestern part of Shanxi.
Since ancient times, the common people of China had worshipped heroes and chivalrous men. Therefore, some folk literature described them as chivalrous men who could fly on roofs and walk on walls, and use their hands to pierce through a tree with a spear.
This rumor forced the two of them to be on the Japanese's bounty. Any head of theirs would be worth no less than 50,000 yuan.
With this price, everyone in the Immortals Gathering Loft recognized these two names.
Even though Ichiro Hirata did not understand Chinese, he knew that the visitor was not friendly. Although he was lying on the ground with a gun pointed at his nose by Li Yunlong, his right hand still moved quietly and grabbed the handle of the pistol at his waist. His reaction was surprisingly fast.
Li Yun Long saw all of his actions and was not flustered. He just looked at Chu Yun Fei and the other two who were not far away.
"Brother Chu, do you want to take prisoners? Brother, I'll do you a favor. How about I let you take this room full of Japanese traitors and ask for credit?”
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