The next morning, Headquarters.

"I heard you were shot last night?"

Feng Tiankui looked at Su Qing and asked.

"Ghost." Su Qing nodded.

Feng Tiankui frowned and said, "Have all the devils reached out to us in Yongzhou?"

He knew that there were undercover agents around him, but he didn't know that the third concubine was a spy for devils.

"Commander, the devil not only reached out to us in Yongzhou, but almost reached your pillow." Su Qing said solemnly.

Feng Tiankui's face sank, and he instantly thought of the three wives in the room: "You mean..."

"Third auntie." Su Qing replied.

Feng Tiankui had no doubts, because Su Qing and the third concubine had no grievances, so there was no need to wrong her.

And he has long suspected that the three concubines have problems, but he has not determined who is who.

But he never thought that the third concubine turned out to be a spy arranged by the devil.

A gust of cold air suddenly rushed up to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

If the devil wants to kill him, the third concubine will poison him, won't everything be over?

"I will go back and kill her now!"

Feng Tiankui was furious.

"Commander, wait a minute, now the enemy is in the open, we are in the dark, the devils still don't know that their nails have been furious, and they will be of great use in the future, as long as they have a good mind." Luo Jialie advised.

Adjutant Qiu also echoed: "Yes, Commander, what's the use of killing the third concubine now? It's better to keep her, but to use her to mislead the devil."

Feng Tiankui also calmed down, sighed again and said, "My remaining two wives are not ordinary people. The second one can be sure that he is Commander-in-Chief Liu, but the fourth one makes me incomprehensible."

"Isn't that obvious? The third concubine is a devil's man, and the second concubine is the commander-in-chief. The Red Party doesn't have to do this. The fourth concubine must be someone from the Kuomintang." Su Qing was serious. analyze.

Feng Tiankui was thoughtful, and finally rubbed his brows: "I am being attacked both internally and externally. The people outside won't let me stay safe, and the people in the house won't let me."

People can't take it.

"Report!" The guard appeared at the door.

Feng Tiankui said, "Come in."

"Reporting to the Commander, Captain Kang and Ser Langdon are here, just outside," said the guard.

Su Qing exchanged glances.

Feng Tiankui said: "Tell them, if it is to apologize, if not, let them go back where they came from, I don't welcome it."

"Yes!"

The guards were ordered to leave.

Outside the headquarters, Kang Zhaoming and Sir Langdon were looking at the Fenghe 89 rifles in the hands of the soldiers.

"Show me the gun." Kang Zhaoming said.

He felt that the design style of the gun did not look German, but more like Japanese.

It can only be said that it is indeed engaged in intelligence work.

Observation is nuanced.

The soldier ignored him.

Kang Zhaoming was angry: "I let you..."

At this moment, the guard who went in to report came out.

"Sir Langdon, let's go in." Seeing this, Kang Zhaoming invited Sir Langdon to go in with him.

The guard stopped them, and said arrogantly: "Our commander said, if it is an apology, if not, then let you go where you came from, you are not welcome."

"Damn!" Kang Zhaoming scolded angrily.

Ser Langdon cursed, "Sheet! Tell your commander that our gunboats will teach him to speak."

Then he turned around and left, after all, he was here to give an ultimatum today.

"Sir Langdon, Sir Langdon..."

Kang Zhaoming quickly chased after him.

"Bah, something."

Looking at the backs of the two, the guard spit.

…………

Noon, Chunxianglou.

Su Qing reserved the venue to entertain the big households in Yongzhou City and the big landlords outside Yongzhou City, a dozen people.

Sitting around the table.

"Brigadier Su, how much have you prepared?" A middle-aged man with a moustache squinted and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

"How much? Just give one or two thousand cash to the ocean, or how much will you give?"

"That's right, we have a family of one or two thousand, which adds up to a lot. It's time to feed him."

"This Qiu Ba, Feng Tiankui didn't find us to beg for alms, I didn't expect him to be impatient."

"Hey, there's no way, the Red Party is so ruthless, and we have to rely on these **** to guard against the Red Party."

Everyone speaks your word, and you are very contemptuous of Su Qing. On the surface, they are compliant, but behind the scenes, they really look down on these soldiers.

They are landlords, tycoons, and people who have been rooted here for generations. Those Qiu Ba rely on them to manage the entire Yongzhou City.

"Su Brigade is here!"

A high-pitched voice came from downstairs.

Finally, there were the sound of neat footsteps.

The guards successively blocked the gate, corridor, and private room door. Su Qing took the company commander of the guard company and walked into the private room in a brand-new and neat military uniform.

"Brigadier Su is here, hurry up and take your seat, this dish is going to be cold, come and come, let me let it go."

"Su Brigade Commander is really young and promising. If only half of you can do the work of my renegade son."

A group of people who looked down on Su Qing just now are constantly touting them with flattery.

Su Qing laughed and sat down in the first place: "I'm really sorry, I've waited for a long time, brother, I just came from the military camp, I came late, and I punished myself with three cups."

Then he drank three glasses of wine in a row.

"Okay! Brigadier Su is good at drinking!"

"Come, come, fill the Su brigade."

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Su Qing opened his mouth: "Everyone here knows that our 66th Division won a victory a few days ago, and now we have expanded our army again. The army's salaries are tight, and they are almost too poor to open the pot. So, Su Mou invited you to dinner today. It's here for the military."

"Brigadier Su is too polite. The 66th Division protects Yongzhou and protects us. In this way, I will take the lead, and I will donate one... two thousand oceans!" A middle-aged man with a pot belly said with a smile.

"Then I will also donate two thousand oceans."

"Two thousand, a trifle is no respect."

Su Qing smiled and clapped her hands: "Clap!"

Tread, step, step...

The guards rushed in and aimed their guns at the local gentry and landlords.

In an instant, the room was quiet.

"Su... Brigadier Su, this meal is good, what do you mean?" The fat man who took the lead in donating money pursed his lips and asked anxiously.

"Snapped!"

Su Qing's backhand was a slap in the face.

"what!"

The fat man screamed, and two or three hundred kilograms of fat were directly pumped out by him a few meters away.

Everyone trembled.

Su Qing's eyes were gloomy: "I can see it clearly, everyone is using me as a beggar to pass away."

"Don't dare, Brigadier Su calm down and say something nice." An old man was sweating profusely.

"Dong dong!"

Su Qing tapped on the table: "It's fine if you don't dare. Let me give you a number. Every family has a hundred thousand dollars. If anyone dares to say nothing, the gun on their head will go off."

"Whoa!"

The sound of the rifle being loaded rang out at the same time.

Crisp and sweet.