The beginning of the war of resistance made the young marshal kneel

A very plain sentence, but with a strong domineering.

"Cock!"

Butcher Sun's heart twitched suddenly, and he scolded himself, why didn't he restrain his emotional fluctuations just now?

Who wants to fight Zhang Zongqing? Haven't you been taught enough?

Ghosts are willing to fight with you!

At the same time, the other three generals breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't look at Zhang Zongqing's young age, but they have suffered a lot from Zhang Zongqing's hands.

Not to mention the mysterious fighting methods of the second son of the Zhang family, even they themselves don't believe it.

"Okay, I won't disturb everyone's elegant mood. I think everyone is panicked when they see me coming out."

"I can understand the emotional fluctuations in your hearts, so I'll go first, everyone have fun!"

After speaking, Zhang Zongqing quickly turned around, put on white gloves, and walked towards the military vehicle.

At this time, Yushuai Wu Scholar was the first to speak: "This is fucking, it's really hard to hold back, this guy is too arrogant."

"Yeah, it's too arrogant, it's really too arrogant!"

Then I don't know who said a word: "He is arrogant, there is nothing we can do, isn't the few of us who are tied together also lost to him?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell into silence.

Don't say it, what the person who said it really made sense!

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Chapter 31 Confrontation

The Yenching meeting was scheduled for a day later.

However, due to Mr. Sun's sudden feeling of physical discomfort, it was postponed for a certain period of time.

But Zhang Zongqing knew that the serious illness of Mr. Sun of the Southern Army should have arrived, and he probably had little time left.

As a result, Zhang Zongqing felt even less interested in the establishment of the United Mansion.

After all, he already knew that this was a meeting in which any agreement could never be reached.

Participation or non-participation is of little significance.

In addition, Zhang Zongqing is also used to being a hands-off shopkeeper, after handing over this matter to a high-ranking and high-ranking official in the three provinces of Fengtian.

Zhang Zongqing was also happy and carefree.

Thinking about it, people like Wu Shusheng, Feng Touji, Sun Butcher, and Yan Laoxi didn't want to see themselves.

After all, sitting in the conference room, even if I didn't speak, I was slapping them in the face.

When he came to Yanjing City, where he had been away for a long time, Zhang Zongqing was not in a hurry to go to Huaqing University and Beijing North University to recruit people.

After all, if you want to express your respect for these schools, you must first pay homage to the name stickers.

At that time, Zhang Zongqing can justifiably go to Yanjing City to poach people.

Nonsence.

It is to encourage outstanding students to go to the three provinces of Fengtian and participate in the construction of the three provinces of Fengtian.

"Second Young Master, where are we going to eat?"

Monk Wei pinned the American-made pistol to his waist, and looked at the second son Zhang Zongqing expectantly.

"Monk Wei, you don't look like a fucking serious monk, I think you are a flower monk!"

"How can there be a serious monk who thinks about what to eat all day long?"

Even Zhang Zongqing couldn't help complaining about her personal guards.

"Believe it or not, I beat you!"

Zhang Zongqing made a gesture to fight, but Monk Wei ran away without a trace like a rabbit.

Although Monk Wei was born in Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain, until he once fought with the second son Zhang Zongqing for a while.

Only then did Monk Wei understand what is meant by the dangers of the world.

Since then, Monk Wei must have run faster than a rabbit every time he heard that the second son wanted to fight him.

Zhang Zongqing cursed Monk Hua secretly, changed into casual clothes, and went out with the Browning pistol on his waist.

After the defensive battle of Yanjing City, Zhang Zongqing never came to Yanjing City again.

Now that I revisit the old place, I feel a little different.

Zhang Zongqing and Monk Wei wandered around Yanjing City for a while, and were about to go to dinner.

Near the Quanjude Hotel, there was a clamor.

"Japanese?"

Zhang Zongqing frowned tightly, and he looked at the place where the crowd gathered and said.

Without further hesitation, Zhang Zongqing and Monk Wei walked towards the crowd.

"Baga, Chinese people and dogs are not allowed to enter!"

There were two Japanese slaves in Japanese costumes, blocking the door of a restaurant, not allowing Chinese people to enter the restaurant.

Looking at their extremely arrogant appearance, people who don't know thought that this restaurant was built on the land of their Japanese slave country, and it was a restaurant of their Japanese slave country.

"Go to hell, Dongyang dog!"

"Do you dare not let me in? I am from the country of Hua, and I can go wherever I want to in the land of Hua!"

A soldier in the military uniform of the Northwest Army pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at one of the Japanese vagrants.

Zhang Zongqing knew this soldier because he was really famous.

Not now, but in another history.

The name of this soldier is Zhang Zizhong, and he was also the highest-ranking officer who died in the entire Allied Forces during World War II.

It can be said that among the famous anti-Japanese generals Zhang Zongqing admires the most, Zhang Zizhong can definitely be ranked first.

"Hua Guozhu, how dare you!"

"Hahaha, Hua Guozhu dared to point a gun at us, hahaha, when did a lion appear among a group of weak sheep?"

The ronin of Wonuguo laughed unscrupulously, as if he had predicted that Zhang Zizhong would not shoot.

The arrogant laughter, the ugly Japanese slave clothes, and the ugly wooden clogs of the Japanese slave country.

It just makes people feel extremely disgusting.

"boom!"

"boom!!"

Two gunshots sounded, and everyone was stunned and shocked.

General Zhang Zizhong didn't shoot. Everyone looked back and found that there was a young man who was too young, and he shot and killed the ronin of Wonuguo directly.

so strong?

Everyone looked at Zhang Zongqing with disbelief.

After a while, a person from the Wonu country rushed out of the restaurant.

"Bageyalu, Huaguo pig, you dare to kill the warriors of my Great Fusang Kingdom, you are looking for death!!"

"Call me the ambassador of the Great Fusang Kingdom in Yanjing, today we will have these untouchables pay for their lives!"

The insolent Japanese slaves shouted crazily, without any appearance of being on the territory of other countries.

Zhang Zongqing didn't panic, he looked at everything in front of him coldly, as if he was watching the funny performance of clowns.

"Second son?"

Zhang Zizhong looked at Zhang Zongqing for a long time, and he didn't speak until he confirmed Zhang Zongqing's identity.

"Brother Zizhong!"

Zhang Zongqing cupped his hands with Zhang Zizhong from the bottom of his heart, and said.

"Second Young Master, why are you here? How do you know the name in the word?"

Zhang Zizhong was surprised. After all, although he had a good reputation in the Northwest Army, he would not be remembered by Marshal Zhang's second son, Zhang Zongqing, who was famous in Huaguo.

Moreover, Zhang Zizhong thought that Zhang Zongqing, since he was representing Feng Jun at the Yanjing meeting.

Although the meeting is postponed, it is not necessary to hang out on the street.

Seeing the shocked Zhang Zizhong, Zhang Zongqing didn't answer, just smiled.

A moment later, soldiers from the Japanese Nu Kingdom "tattled" towards this position.

fully armed!

The red-eyed Wonu countryman pointed in the direction of Zhang Zongqing and the others, and said loudly.

"It's him, it's them, the untouchables of the Hua Kingdom, who killed my noble warriors of the Fusang Kingdom!"

"Your Excellency the Consul, I beg you to shoot them on the spot!"

"Let these untouchables of the Hua Kingdom be buried with the warriors of the Fusang Kingdom!"

Whoa!

As soon as the man finished speaking, the soldiers of the Japanese Nu Kingdom, who considered themselves the first-class people of the Gaohua Kingdom, raised their spears one after another and aimed at Zhang Zongqing and Zhang Zizhong.

"Bageyalu, who gave you the courage to kill the warriors of my Great Fusang Kingdom, Huaguo Pig, you have to pay the price for what you did!"

After finishing speaking, the consul drew out his pistol and pointed it at Zhang Zongqing and the others.

Zhang Zongqing just smiled and looked at the group of soldiers of the Japanese slave country who were showing off their might, and he patted his palm lightly.

"Clatter!" A group of soldiers came out from nowhere.

One by one, they raised the pistols in their hands and aimed at the soldiers of the Japanese Nu Kingdom.

Zhang Zongqing looked at the consul of the Wonu Kingdom, and said, "I'm right here, do you dare to kill me?"

"Can you kill me?"

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Chapter 32 Poach the corner, the famous general Zhang Zizhong

The American-made guns of a whole guard company were aimed at the heads of the soldiers of the Japanese Consulate in the Japanese Consulate.

As long as Zhang Zongqing gives an order, the bullets fired from the gun can harvest all the soldiers of the Japanese slave country.

Proper firepower crushing.

Unlike other weak Huaguo warlords, Zhang Zongqing was extremely tough.

"You have to understand, what are you doing, Chinese people!"

"You are using a gun to aim at the head of my Fusang warrior!"

"Can you bear the consequences of provoking a war between the two countries?"

The consul of the Wonu Kingdom exerted strong pressure, and he tried to make Zhang Zongqing choose to make concessions.

"Hehe, on the land of my country of China, the people of my country of China are not allowed to enter?"

"Instigate a war between the two countries? If you have the guts, you can try me, Zhang Zongqing, if I dare to provoke a war between the two countries!"

Zhang Zongqing looked at the Consul of the Wonu Kingdom in front of him coldly, with disdain on his face.