The host is broken

Chapter 133 The Young Marshal of the Republic of China (7)

Although Su Yan was unhappy, he still had a polite smile on his face considering the identity of the other party.

And Su Shumo's slender and beautiful fingers were stroking the jade bracelet wrapped with gold thread on her wrist, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was faintly cold and strange.

Taking Su Shumo to the seat, the banquet began, and people began to discuss the matter of military rations.

It was still the short and fat boss who spoke first. He took a sip of his wine and sneered, and then the two fat men put their arms that were completely wrinkled in their clothes on the back of the chair and said:
"Isn't that Shen Yugui just a son of a bitch? He wants all the bosses of the grain store in Beiping to listen to him, or he has a few soldiers in his hand. If I have soldiers in my hand, I can go to war."

When he spoke, saliva sprayed, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if he was really commanding thousands of troops to fight bloody battles.

Another boss next to him also echoed:

"Actually, he's just meddling in other people's business like a dog and a mouse. You see, the city of Peiping is doing well now, so he needs to protect it."

"What are you protecting? I can't wait for Peking to surrender as soon as possible. Look at how difficult it is to do business now. It's better to surrender. At that time, we will join hands to expand business to other countries..."

"Boss Li is right. It is better to surrender voluntarily than to be forced to surrender. Even if we win the battle now, we offend eight countries at once. By then, we businessmen will not do business."

"We are all businessmen, and Shen Yugui just wanted to cut off our fortune. If he died on the battlefield today, it would be an eye-opener from the heavens."

A tall, thin man grinned grinningly, mockingly.

Su Shumo listened quietly in her seat, her gaze lazily scanning the people sitting in front of the table.

In the memory plot of the original owner, Beiping City was finally invaded, and everyone who participated in the banquet tonight knelt on their knees and offered all their property with both hands at the first moment of the foreign army's invasion.

They captured the family members of the soldiers who fought bravely in the war one by one, and then...killed them.

They used the four words of betraying the country and seeking glory to the fullest.

And those poor people did not die under the iron hooves of foreign troops, but died at the hands of their own people.

That day, blood flowed like rivers in the entire city of Beiping, and the green bluestone road was dyed bright red, blooming flowers of death.

And Su Yan just smiled and listened to everyone's discussion, his eyes were always dark.

"Anyway, that **** led the troops away, even if we cut off the army food, what can he do."

Fatty smiled sinisterly and evilly, he was the first to propose.

The army rations were cut off, and the group of prostitutes starved to death.

The price of military rations was several percent lower than that on the market. Although the price was low but the quantity was high, if it wasn't for Shen Yugui, they would have a way to do the military ration business for foreign troops.

The Eight-Nation Allied Forces were the armies of eight countries, and their numbers were several times larger than Shen Yugui's.

That money...couldn't be more like running water, rushing into the money bag.

"There is no need to cut off the food. If Shen Yu returns alive after his death, we will not be able to explain it."

Su Yan frowned and spoke cautiously.

That man Shen Yugui should not be underestimated.

With tens of thousands of troops, it can compete with the eight countries for many months.

Although he also knows that the battle ahead is critical this time, he is not afraid of [-] but just in case, he must be cautious at every step.

"Then Boss Su means..."

The fat man squinted his eyes, glanced at Su Shumo who was beside Su Yan with a sinister/smiling smile, and rubbed his fat hands together.

(End of this chapter)