Made in Germany 98K Mauser, 100 bullet clips.Rotating bolt, fast rate of fire after loading, V-shaped notch rear sight, inverted V-shaped front sight, range of 2000-[-] meters.

Across the street from Deyue Tower is a row of commercial and residential shops. There are no big shops, they only sell snacks and small toys. The shopkeepers live upstairs.The family Mingtai is currently hiding in is a carpenter who sells cabinets, tables, and rattles that he makes himself.Yesterday, when Mingtai and Yu Manli came to Deyuelou to shop, they told her that when they were young, they would lie in front of the counter and listen to the sound of various rattles.Yu Manli laughed that he must have done it on purpose, and the eldest sister must have bought it for him in the end.Mingtai shook his head desperately, saying that he didn't let his sister buy it, but later, it was his elder brother who bought it.However, he really didn't do it on purpose at that time, he just felt that the sound made by each rattle drum was different, not the simple "dong dong" sound, but a story.He said whether he had the potential to be a spy since he was a child.

"Then why did you ask Minglou to buy it?"

"Because...the elder brother looks very good-looking with a snare drum in his hand...his seriousness is gone, it's very fun. Especially...like the elder brother."

Mingtai was in the window on the second floor climbing up from the outer wall. He was standing close to the wall with his gun loaded.They had already inquired yesterday that the hostess of the house would take the child out today, and only the man in the family looked after the shop.The man simply moved the bench and wood to the shop entrance to plan, so that he could watch the shop and do work.Mingtai pushed open the window, and could even see rolls of white wood flowers rolled up from the middle of the planer, and then fell to the ground.

It's a bit like the pear skin he and Ah Cheng competed to peel.By the way, pears cannot be divided, he remembered.

The gun in hand is guaranteed to hit the target's head at a distance of 300m and the chest at a distance of 600m.Calculated from the current position of Mingtai, it is not directly facing the gate of Deyue Tower, and there is some deviation, but it is only about 300 meters, not more than 500.He hoped that Yoko Nantian could stand on the street for a long enough time, hoped that his elder brother would not get too close to that woman, and hoped that Suzuki could get hurt if he got closer.I hope that there will not be too many pedestrians on the street at that time, and I hope that this task will not cause any trouble to his elder brother, who is still waiting to eat the crab roe siu mai at night.

Nantian Yoko's car and Minglou's car should have arrived at the same time, probably in order to finally get ahead of Chief Ming, the car had to say goodbye to Ah Cheng in the last section.Ah Cheng saw clearly that the people in the car did not argue with her, and asked her driver to drive in front of him.

Hurrying to die, what is there to fight for?Ah Cheng looked at Ming Lou through the rearview mirror and smiled.

Minglou didn't wait for Ah Cheng, opened the car door by himself, stood still on the spot before going forward to greet him.Ah Cheng drove behind Nan Tian's car to stop.

At the gate of Deyue Tower, Suzuki Juichi, Nantian Yoko, and Minglou stand at the same time.

Mingtai raised his gun and took aim.The elder brother was standing next to Nantian, he was not sure.

"Section Chief Nantian should be in Nanjing, why did he come to Suzhou?" Ming Lou looked at Nantian with a puzzled expression, perfectly expressing the surprise he should have seen seeing Nantian here.He pointed to Nanata and then to Suzuki: "Could it be... Oh, it's something Ming shouldn't know, just click it, I won't ask."

Minglou took a step sideways as he spoke, as if to avoid suspicion, there were a few people who had come to the banquet standing there, watching the three of them say hello and did not dare to move forward.It's just that Suzuki Juyi didn't give him a chance to leave. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed Minglou's palm like a grip: "Mr. Ming, we need to work together in the future. What are we going to hide from you?"

Minglou secretly looked at Suzuki Juichi in front of him.This person's face is a bit long, but his nose bridge is very straight, and it is very eye-catching in the center of the long face.At the same time, eye-catching eyes are evenly separated by the nose.He is not big-eyed and thick-browed, and his eyebrows are a little hanging, which makes his eyes look a little triangular.It's about the eyelids, he has inner double eyelids.The upper eyelids tightly cover his eyeballs, and when he speaks, he feels that the eyeballs are about to protrude from the eyelids.Minglou suddenly wanted to laugh, he swallowed his mouth to resist the twitching of his face.

Ordinary people think that people first look at the eyes, but this is not the case.When Minglou went to Vienna, he came into contact with some old Freud’s psychology. The first thing you notice when you look at a person is the nose.And from Suzuki Juyi's long nose, small hole, and narrow hooked nose, Ming Lou concluded that this person is thoughtful and thoughtful, and he should be an aide-type talent, but his personality is a bit stubborn, and he is good at scheming. .People with hooked noses are a bit cruel and aggressive, in short, they are not easy to deal with.

Could it be that we really want to start with pomade and head oil?Minglou was a little depressed.

As soon as Suzuki Ju held the depressed Ming Lou's hand, he simply wrapped the other hand in it too.This gesture immediately showed how sincerely and sincerely he was looking forward to this future cooperation.

"On the 76th, we must do our best to cooperate with the special high school, clean up Shanghai, and wipe out the anti-Japanese elements." He said too much if he didn't care about it, and he said it easily.

Neither of them would talk about their past encounters, especially the one at the International Hotel.Suzuki let go of Minglou's hand, and very affectionately changed from standing in a diagonal triangle to side by side.At such a stop, Nantian became the only station facing Deyuelou with its back to the street, while Minglou and Suzuki stood side by side on the steps of the store, facing the street.

Mingtai calmed down across the street, leaning his head slightly on the butt of the gun, squinting his eyes, hooking his index finger on the trigger.A good sniper needs to have enough patience and judgment of the situation on the field, insight into the opponent and observation of the surroundings.At this moment, Mingtai's brain is running at high speed, he knows at least one of the three people in the field at the moment, and the whole body language of this one always makes him feel that now is not the best time.There are too many people now.

"Nantian class..." Minglou was halfway through speaking, and suddenly realized that Nantian was not the head of the class today, so he froze a bit, and looked at Suzuki intentionally, with an embarrassed expression on his face.Mr. Nantian?Miss Nantian?Can't it be Miss Nantian? "This... the intention to come here to meet Section Chief Suzuki for the handover is really respectable, and it is worthy of our new government's emulation. It's not like those people in Chongqing, people just leave the tea cold."

Nantian's complexion was not very good-looking, but Suzuki was quite satisfied with such Minglou.Although he knew very well that Minglou was not just this kind of Minglou, but he was smart if he knew what to say and what attitude to express on which occasions.It's good that Suzuki is loyal to his country, but like his uncle, he doesn't like wars with real swords and guns, and advocates resourcefulness without bloodshed.He and Nantian are two factions in terms of political views, and it can be foreseen that he and Fujita Yoshimasa will have an internal consumption in the future.Minglou doesn't mind adding fuel to the flames, this is also a means.

"Then let's go in first, let's sit down and talk." Suzuki didn't address Nantian, but said this to Minglou.Some of the people waiting on the side agreed, everyone's legs were sore from standing, it would be best to go in and sit down.

Minglou saw Ah Cheng who was about to cross the road from across the street, and nodded in agreement.

At this time, the gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and a group of dragon dancers came out of nowhere.The dragon body is not long, but wide.The dragon's head, the dragon's middle, and the dragon's tail are each supported by a person holding a bamboo pole.This dragon is really not energetic, the body of the dragon is not wrapped tightly enough, and the cloth is sloppy and dangling in the wind.As soon as it blows, it almost covers the faces of passers-by.But these three dragon dancers have good arms and waist strength.A dragon body with rags and sloppy looking old made them dance happily, and the cloth hanging from the dragon's body fluttered like a big banner.

Minglou had a somewhat unbearable expression on his face: "This...maybe the locals in Suzhou want to hold some kind of happy event, but this is really..."

The Japanese don't like dragons and regard them as evil monsters.Suzuki didn't have any interest in continuing to read, but seeing Minglou's expression, he still couldn't help but patted Minglou on the shoulder, and said with some complacency in his consolation: "A humble thing is already down and out..."

Minglou turned around, put his hands on Suzuki's back, walked two steps into the store together, and said with a slight bow: "So, the establishment of a new order of peace in East Asia is our top priority and common goal..."

There was the sound of firecrackers crackling on the street, and Minglou turned around while walking and yelled: "Ah Cheng, if you don't clear the streets, martial law! Martial law!"

The dragon dance team passed in front of Deyue Tower and separated Nantian under the steps.

Ah Cheng rushed over quickly, responding to Minglou's call.But the sound of firecrackers was too loud to be heard clearly.In desperation, he dwarfed the dragon, slipped under the dragon, and pushed Nan Tian to the center of the street.

Nan Tian wanted to move forward, but the flying dragon blocked her view, and the cloth covered her eyes.She could only see a mass of yellow, brighter than the khaki military uniform on her body.

Mingtai fired his bullet amidst the sound of firecrackers, and it hit Nantian's left temple silently.

"Sir" Ah Cheng stepped up the steps and ran towards Ming Lou and Suzuki who had already reached the center of the lobby.

Minglou pointed at him and reprimanded: "The street under martial law is so noisy, how can we talk later?"

"Yes, I'll go right now."

Ah Cheng turned around and ran out again. At this time, the street was full of another kind of noise.There is no dragon dance team, no firecrackers, only the exclamation of people.

Dead, dead or Japanese officers.

Ah Cheng stood at the gate of Deyue Tower, the sun was dazzling after 11:[-] noon, and he couldn't see clearly.Taking advantage of the opportunity of raising his hand to block the sun, he glanced in the direction of the second floor across the street, but there was nothing.

"Sir, Mr. Nantian, she..."

The shavings dropped by the carpenter across the street covered Yoko Minamida's face.

Everyone turned around and ran towards the door, Minglou was walking.

He was unhurried, and his steps were steady.

My eldest sister may have said that this year is the Year of the Dragon.So what's the matter if you are a little bit more relaxed, don't use Qianlong, there will be a flying dragon in the sky one day!

After Mingtai fired the shot, he stopped for a moment, and after seeing Brother Ah Cheng get out from under the dragon with messy hair, he left the scene nimbly like a leopard, with the tip of his tongue curling around his lips.This task was completed beautifully, smoothly and in one go.The gun is steady, the shot is accurate, and the timing is just right.At first he thought he would be nervous when he saw his eldest brother and Ah Cheng, but now he realized that when the three brothers moved together, he was actually the most at ease in his heart, more confident than any of his previous missions.He felt that almost all his prior wishes had been fulfilled. Of course, the best thing was that he completed the task alone, so that Yu Manli in Deyue Tower would not have to touch her hands.

Girls, if they are clean, older brothers and sisters will like them more.

Mingtai and Yu Manli were sitting opposite each other leaning on a porch pillar, Yu Manli was looking at the sky, and Mingtai was shaking the rattle that he found from the house when he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets.The two of them didn't speak. They didn't know if the two brothers could fulfill their promise during the day and come back for dinner because of Nantian's death.

Mingtai muttered something about being hungry, but Yu Manli ignored him.He continued to shake the drum in his hand, counting every time it was shaken, thinking that when Minglou came back, he would stuff it into his hand and let him shake it for himself.

"I'm back, Minglou is back." Yu Manli jumped up happily when she caught sight of the two people who were passing through the Moon Gate.

Mingtai also saw it, and his heart fell to the ground quietly, and he grabbed Yu Manli and entangled him nonsense: "You see, Brother Ah Cheng and I are both called Big Brother, so it's so strange that you are called by your first name. .”

"Why should I be like you? My surname is not Ming." Man Li was stunned for a moment, is it birth?But when Ming Lou said that night, she obviously thought it was quite sweet.

"But if you call me big sister, you're called big sister!"

"Big Sister is Big Sister"

"Isn't Big Brother Big Brother?" Mingtai raised his eyebrows insistently.

"Okay, I heard you yelling from all the way. Do you want to eat siu mai? I bought it back, young master." Ah Cheng shook a steel cup box twice.

The young master's words from Ah Cheng were abrupt, and Ming Lou, who was walking beside him, turned his head and glanced at him, and silently raised an arc somewhat tacitly.Then came a sentence: "I let her call it that, young master."

Yu Manli's face turned red.

Angrily, Mingtai stood up with his mouth shut, raised his hand and pointed at each of them with the rattle, and paused and stared at everyone's face.Finally snatched the rice box from Ah Cheng's hand: "Let's go, I went to steam siu mai with the young master. I don't know if the fire on the stove has been extinguished. If you don't come back, I'm going to faint from hunger."

Minglou looked at the back of Mingtai and Ah Cheng quarreling together, and the two pushed for a while who would light the fire.There is no gas in the kitchen of the old house, and it is a kind of big pot and big stove.The three brothers have all learned how to make a fire and pull a bellows, and each of them has experienced blackheads and black faces, but no one can guarantee that the next time will be a good one.He is also a little eager to try, wanting to get involved in this kind of turmoil, to drink hot and chewy hot food in the midst of this kind of human fireworks.

What a simple desire.

He followed up by two steps, then stopped to look at Yu Manli who was still dazed behind her with her head down, turned back, stretched out her hand with a big hand, squeezed it into his palm, and clenched it tightly.

Only then did Manli raise her entire head, and immediately met Minglou's half-smiley but obviously somewhat complacent, satisfied and malicious eyes.She was even more embarrassing, her usually eloquent mouth seemed to be knotted, and she didn't know what to say.

However, it seems that there is always something to say.

So she said, "Come back?"

Minglou is really happy now.The fire that was still dangling in my heart and didn't know how to start it was like gas being ignited. With a puff, the blue flame jumped out tremblingly, and the sharp point was trembling, transparent, tempting.

"Well, I'm back." He clenched his palms tightly, and the happy person wanted to make a condition: "Do you have millet porridge? I want it, and it goes well with siu mai. Can you make scallion pancakes, and, yours Sugar oil Baba, I want to eat it all."

Yu Manli's small hands were wrapped by his powerful fingers, covering the lines of life that she wanted to see, and she could even caress the calluses she saw during the day.She wondered what this person ordered, millet porridge with siu mai, that was breakfast, how could it be eaten for dinner?But, in fact, it doesn't matter!Her heart also settled down, and she smiled softly in his eyes full of meaning, which was more beautiful than breathing.

"If you want, there is."

She had read Qin Guan's Magpie Bridge Immortal.They were originally two people who didn't mix well. They met in the dilapidated house or in the Ming mansion, the Japanese killer and the robber killer, the officer and the spy, but they won many pictures in this troubled world.So, don't care about breakfast and dinner, if the relationship lasts for a long time, how can it be day and night.

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