The host is broken

Chapter 150 The Young Marshal of the Republic of China (25)

Her tone was too cold and alienated, and she was a little annoyed.

He even apologized and admitted his mistake in such a low voice, and she was still putting on airs, really taking herself seriously...

But in the next second, Xingzhi's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the gray-yellow envelope Su Shumo hid in his sleeve.

That is…

Was it his letter to her?
Heh, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, I still love him in my heart.

After listening to the play, Xingzhi took Su Shumo to a few more shops.

Su Shumo was not relentless, and bought a lot of tidy jewelry, as well as Dongji's crystal cake.

Seeing this, Xingzhi became more and more sure that Su Shumo still had a place in his heart.

After listening to the play, send Su Shumo back, and one of them took a car to the teahouse where the two listened to the play before.

However, this time, the servant led him to the private room upstairs.

In the private room, there are already people waiting.

"How are things going?"

The man spoke fluent Chinese.

"Back to Inoue-san, everything is going well."

The words and attitudes of the actions are respectful.

"General Kameda has already retreated, you should find out the whereabouts of the three treasure maps as soon as possible, and then proceed as planned."

Seventy years ago, three Jiangyang thieves were hunted down by the imperial court. In order to prevent one of them from being caught and all the treasures confiscated by the imperial court, the three hid the looted treasures in three places in Beiping City.

The three of them were afraid that they would forget the location, so they drew another treasure map, which was divided into three parts, and each of them held a copy.

However, the three were later captured by the court and sentenced to death.

The whereabouts of the treasure map and treasure have been unknown since then.

According to rumors, the number of these treasures, even the entire palace, cannot be compared with it.

And Xingzhi and others lurk in Beiping just for these shocking treasures.

People's hearts are greedy. The Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China because they were greedy for the wealth and treasures that China had accumulated over thousands of years.

For the sake of the treasure, they did not hesitate to spread the flames of war.

"General Kameda lost?"

Xingzhi frowned.

"Shen Yugui, that cunning man, has seen through General Guitian's scheme. However, General Guitian is the God of War and will not be defeated!"

"Well, I will find out the whereabouts of the treasure as soon as possible!"

As long as it is confirmed that Su Shumo still loves him, this matter will be easy to handle.

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The enemy prisoners seized one car after another, and the captured weapons were even more delightful. The whole army was filled with excitement and excitement.

The war has been deadlocked for several months, but now that they have won the war, they can return in triumph, they can go home to see their elderly parents, and they can reunite with their wives and children. Everyone can't wait to pack up and go back to Peiping immediately.

"I really admire you people who hold pens, use your brains, that group of eight toothed roads and that group of cowards squatting in the haystacks, let us beat each other, what a joy! "

The burly lieutenant gave a thumbs up to Song Qing's group.

This battle was really hearty.

This was the situation at the time.

The little man threw all his weapons on the escape route, trying to lure Shen Yugui's army.

After all, it is well known that the Chinese army's weapons are backward.

Then they hid in the tall grass one person tall, squatting in an ambush secretly.

After a while, they saw the Huaxia army appearing. They seemed to have found nothing, and they were excitedly picking up guns and ammunition.

As a result, when the little man and their reinforcements were about to rush out from the haystack to surround the Huaxia army, they were touched from behind.

Autumn is dry and the grass is withered and yellow. The Chinese army not only serves with bullets, but also throws burning fireballs.

In an instant, the flames sprang up, and the grass covered the hiding dwarf and the reinforcements, and the burned crying father and mother screamed and screamed.

　Interval value or something, it’s really annoying to talk about, why not just throw the homework to me and do it, alas, invincible is so lonely

　　
　
(End of this chapter)