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The student rally that had been in trouble for several days finally stopped. The current situation was that there were patriotic rallys and parades, and the Peking Recruitment Office was opened wherever they found. The patriotic Japanese killed the Japanese were recruited by the Recruitment Office, and their mouths and cannons flowed into birds and beasts. This time, the recruitment was quite diverse, which was different from the young and simple farmers who were in the past. There was really a person who could not carry his shoulders, but could not hold his hands, and he could not hold his four bodies, and he was not diligent in the division of grains. At this time, the university emphasized literature and science, and the higher his education, the more serious this phenomenon.

Mingzhu, who works as an auditor at Peking University, thinks that there are a lot of people attending classes today. Usually there are more than a dozen students in one class - most of them are auditors like Mingzhu. Today, half of the seats are seated, and the better seats are occupied.

Mingzhu, a little depressed, put the book on the table and turned his eyes to his heart, and poked Lin Xiao in front of him with a pencil: "Xiao Linzi, why didn't you go to the parade today? Did the court adopt the book on your bus?

Lin Xiao put on his glasses: "This, I think the newspaper is right. Workers produce, farmers farm, soldiers fight, students study in school, and everyone is patriotism."

Mingzhu smiled wickedly: "Why did I hear that the recruitment office has taken away all the truly patriotic students to join the army. All those who are patriotic in their mouths and unpatriotic in their hearts are left."

Lin Xiao Waterfall Khan: "This, I'm in a hurry, go to the toilet."

Seeing Lin Xiao leave, Mingzhu still put the book on Lin Xiao's table and poked Wang Liang in front of him with a pencil.

Mingzhu, who changed three tables in a row, was very satisfied with her current position. The girl in front of her could no longer poke. Mingzhu poked the girl in front with her finger: "Shizuka, what did you do last night?"

"Read the book, and then help my mother cook, eat, read the book. Well, then go to bed."

"It's so boring. I told you that I was out for socializing the night before yesterday. I had a meal for nothing and got three dollars in vain. This time I'm not an old man. I'm very young. Mingxi, who used to come with me to take classes, was bought by him. Do you know how much it cost? Five thousand oceans, my mother said that more and more Kaizi died these days."

Shizuka covered her ears: "If you don't listen, it will dirty my ears." Shizuka thought to herself that her classmates and eight major hutongs were born. She usually chatted and was out of social events and redeemed for her. She knew that she had to lock herself up. Is it easy to convince her to come here to listen?

"Then let me tell you what you are interested in. I heard that the police station is going to sell guns for everyone to defend themselves. The price is very cheap. I'm interested in this."

Shizuka was surprised to be interested in guns: "Long spear or short spear? How much? Have you started selling?"

Shizuka began to think about it by herself: "Three Japanese soldiers broke into the house, and their father was knocked unconscious by a gun. The mother opened her arms and stopped several children, but was quickly pulled away by the Japanese. One Japanese began to pull her mother's clothes, and the other two Japanese grabbed him and his sister respectively. The younger brother stepped forward to beat the Japanese. Their hands were kicked and their heads were kicked away and hit the wall. At the critical moment, Shizuka pulled out a small pistol from her clothes, and bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, and the three Japanese fell into a pool of blood and moaned. Shizuka saved the world again - end."

I have to say that Shizuka has a little bit of persecution. Of course, not one or two people have such worries this year. Anyone who is not a beggar on the street has more or less wealth and property to protect.

Mingzhu has lived in a child and is a place where all kinds of things are included every day. It is the best place in the world. The market is full of news and can be found in brothels. Mingzhu recalled yesterday's window and said, "It will start selling in just one or two days. I heard that it is selling revolvers. The price seems to be divided into three levels, at least ten yuan and the most expensive is fifteen yuan. Nowadays, the Japanese have been fighting at the door of their homes. I want to buy a self-defense. It's really not expensive. I heard that a revolver in a foreign company costs dozens of yuan, and it will definitely be out of stock during wars."

"Ten oceans." Shizuka quietly looked at her purse, which contained several oceans and dozens of copper (a ocean is about 220 coppers), most of which were the New Year's money this year. Those who could listen to Peking University were at least the ones who had no worries about food and clothing, but how to ask for money from the family is a problem.

If you talk to your family about buying a gun, your father will definitely buy it at home, and then your father will keep it and not let him and his younger brothers and sisters see it. How can you protect yourself? The newspapers say that the Japanese are inhumane. Learning from Mingzhu to get out, Shizuka will pass this possibility without thinking. Once the family knows that they don’t soak themselves in the pig cage.

In the end, Shizuka made her mind to her younger brother’s New Year’s money. Her younger brother has always had more New Year’s money than her, and her younger brother didn’t spend much money. She must have saved a lot in recent years. And boys must have liked guns, knives, etc., and I think they would not object to their constructive suggestions.

Jin Batian had nothing to do that day. He got up in the morning and had some food. He teamed up with Xier to tease Xiaoju for a while before strolling to the overpass alone.

At this time, the overpass outside Dazhalan actually supported five or six hundred folk artists and local snacks. Folk artists were divided into two categories, juggling and rap. Most of these artists did not have a fixed venue, which was called Landi, but everyone had a unique skill. In the later generations, artists came here and starved to death. Because you watched it here first and then paid money, if you were not capable, you would not get a penny of the money here.

On the overpass, Jin Batian bought some snacks and started to watch the show. He felt bored and gave a few copper coins. He gave a piece of ocean to see. Unconsciously, more than a dozen oceans were scattered, but he was also targeted.

After watching the iron-swalking ball, the iron ball the size of a fist swallowed was swallowed like this. When you speak normally, you will get angry and then spit it out with blood. Jin Batian competed himself, and he will definitely not be able to get down. He threw a handful of copper coins and turned around and slanted, and then heard a "pop". Who is Jin Batian? Although he didn't understand what was going on, he knew it was not good and fell down immediately.

The most in shortage of people on this bridge is people. Soon there was a circle of people around. Seeing a molesting man standing there, a dish under his feet, and a lying lying on the side with his eyes closed and unconscious.

Seeing that someone who understands this side smiled and said, "Oh, this is not Peng San. Why didn't he open his eyes today? He broke the man and the official kiln passed down from his ancestors. It's not good to die a person."

Peng San pointed to Jin Batian on the ground and said, "He...I..." Peng San was robbed and said a few words, so angry that he couldn't speak. I was just a professional guy who hit the ball and came to me.

"What's going on? What's going on? Let's give it, let it go." Fortunately, Peng San's two helpers also separated the crowd and then the three of them stared at each other. Finally, Peng San winked at his companion and said, "Hurry and take it to the hospital before talking."

Two people drove Jin Batian left and right away from the crowd. As soon as the person was less, Jin Batian came to life and pushed the two people around him away, took out two box cannons and opened the trigger and kicked Peng San to the ground. He pointed at the three of them with the box cannon and asked viciously: "Who ordered you? What is your motive? Who is your connector? How do you contact each other? Where is your stronghold? Who is your superior?"

Peng San immediately urinated: "This hero is so beautiful, he is just a slutty person."

Jin Batian was unwilling to give up and pointed his gun at Peng San's accomplices: "Where are you?"

The two men also urinated and slowly knelt down: "The hero is keeping people under the gun. We are in the same group, we really make a living."

Seeing that a few people were shocked, anxious and afraid, their eyes were sunken, and they didn't have a few fat meat all over. Jin Batian understood that these were some big smokers. Once a person was touched with this thing, he would turn into a soft-legged shrimp. It would be a matter of time before a solder sold his children, his house, and his ancestors were just about the time. Isn't that a young man a living example?

"Grandma, I thought it was a spy on the footbath chicken." Jin Batianguan Insurance put away a gun and inserted it back into his ribs, grabbed a copper coin from his pocket and threw it on the ground: "This is the money for that porcelain, take it and get out."

"Thank you, Master." The three of them snatched the copper coins on the ground and ran away quickly. The smoker had no money to buy porcelain and got it on the street. This was from a tavern and teahouse. Speaking of which, the three of them were a little scared but still made money. They didn't have much copper coins but could only buy two bowls of Yangchun noodles.

There are still people with few people. Although I haven't been watching the people around me with strange eyes, Jin Batian cursed and found a teahouse to listen to the big drum book.
Chapter completed!