"This classmate, I don't know you at all, but I came to campus with my friends to hang out. What do you mean by that?!" Tu Qianjun turned around and frowned, but said nothing. This sentence was said by Wang Xianwu.

"Hmph! Stop pretending! You were the one who commanded when we arrested Teacher Li!" The clear female voice was full of anger. "I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes!"

Red Mansion?! Could it be that this is the legendary important birthplace of the May 4th Movement - the Red Mansion of Peking University?! After a moment of confusion, Tu Qianjun looked at the owner of the female voice. Only then did Tu Qianjun clearly see the owner of the clear female voice.

This is a girl with the atmosphere of this era. She should be over 1.6 meters tall and looks about eighteen or nineteen years old.

Short hair with a simple yellow hairpin with small flowers, a light blue button-down shirt, a black knee-length skirt, a delicate oval face, and a pair of big black eyes staring at Tu Qianjun as if they could squirt.

Fire is coming!

He looks good! Tu Qianjun secretly sneered. To be honest, although he worked in the army in his previous life, he was not interested in many so-called political cadres.

If he saw some famous generals from later generations, Tu Qianjun might be excited, but Tu Qianjun was quite disgusted by those so-called apprentices of these doctrines and ideas.

Especially when the Communist Party of China was first founded, the leftists were so powerful! And almost the entire Communist Party was like a branch of the Communist International! There was no sense of autonomy at all.

Therefore, even if the person in front of him might be a "revolutionary senior", Tu Qianjun still couldn't arouse much awe. At most, he felt it was fun. What was he doing with such a little pony?!

"I...I don't have the same knowledge as you!" Wang Xianwu was also a scholar, so he was still resistant to arresting Li Dazhao at that time, but he was a soldier after all and could only carry out orders.

However, from the bottom of his heart, he still felt guilty. Especially after Li Dazhao was executed, his guilt became even stronger. The reason why he brought Tu Qianjun to Peking University this time was actually to make Tu Qianjun like Peking University.

Then he used his identity to advise Zhang Zuolin that it would be best if he could restore Peking University. The worst thing would be if Tu Qianjun could put in a few nice words, wouldn't Peking University's research funding be increased?!

But I didn’t expect that I would arrive at the Red Building while strolling around and be recognized by someone!

"Students!! The lackeys of the Feng clique warlord have come to our Peking University!!" The girl shouted angrily while looking at Tu Qianjun and the others like she was breathing fire.

Suddenly, dozens of students poured out of the red building! They immediately surrounded Tu Qianjun and the others! In the hustle and bustle, it seemed that more students were coming here!

"Xiaoling, do you think these two are from An Guojun?!" A young man wearing glasses asked the girl with big eyes.

"That's right! It was the short man who led them when they arrested Teacher Li! I recognize him!" Wang Xianwu felt aggrieved. He was over 1.7 meters tall, but who knew that standing next to Tu Qianjun, he would become a "short man"

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More and more students from Peking University began to surround Tu Qianjun and Wang Xianwu. Wang Xianwu began to regret that he had rashly brought Tu Qianjun to Peking University.

How can he get away now?! Wang Xianwu started to get a little anxious. Although he had a gun on him, if he fired at this time, it would probably intensify the conflict even more! Maybe there would even be a conflict!

Tu Qianjun frowned. Although he was a little unhappy, he was not nervous. He had experienced bigger scenes than this. Compared with those bloody battlefields, this was just a wave of spray in the stream.

Looking coldly at the group of students surrounding them and looking at them murderously with those fire-breathing eyes, Tu Qianjun couldn't help but laugh a little. Is this a characteristic of this era?!

There were a bunch of protests and murderous looks, but nothing could be done. Apart from holding red flags to protest and going on strike, what else could they do?!

"Let's go." Tu Qianjun said this calmly, then pulled Wang Xianwu and turned around to leave.

In Tu Qianjun's opinion, this is really boring. It's fun to see Peking University, but these students are very boring.

Holding various banners, protesting and demonstrating, and going on strike. Then they think they are patriotic, but they don’t know if those protests, demonstrations and strikes can get those concessions back?! Can they drive away foreign warships?!

Or will protests, demonstrations and strikes on schools and markets make the country rich and its people strong?! And then drive away those foreign powers entrenched in China?!

After all, they are just a group of young grass that has not experienced wind and rain.

"Don't leave!!" The young man with glasses walked quickly in front of Tu Qianjun and others and stopped them. A large group of students immediately gathered behind him.

"Who are you?!" Tu Qianjun looked at the man with glasses coldly, while Wang Xianwu beside him fell into silence.

"I'm just an ordinary student from Peking University." The man with glasses stared at Tu Qianjun without showing any signs of weakness and said slowly.

"Oh, can I go then?!" Tu Qianjun still looked unconcerned, not even looking at the man with glasses.

"You can leave if you want! First explain your relationship with Zhang Zuolin, the leader of the Feng clique warlord!" The man with glasses took Tu Qianjun's no longer looking at him as Tu Qianjun's sign of weakness and guilty conscience. "What's the conspiracy behind coming to Peking University?!"

"Hahaha..." Tu Qianjun couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and turned to look at the man with glasses, as if he were looking at a man with a mind full of pig intestines.

"Do we need any more conspiracy to deal with you?! You think too highly of yourselves, don't you?! The Anguo Army has nearly 100,000 troops in Beijing. What can we do if we really want to do it?! Is it to block the bullet holes?

Or run away?!"

Hearing what Tu Qianjun said, the man with glasses couldn't help but froze! For a moment, the students' momentum was suppressed by Tu Qianjun's understatement.

"Why are you talking so much to this lackey?! Just detain him and let the warlord leader take him!" The girl named Xiaoling shouted angrily.

Xiaoling's words made Wang Xianwu, who had been standing next to Tu Qianjun, suddenly startled, and then he couldn't help but become nervous! If Tu Qianjun was really detained here, I'm afraid his commander would really send his troops to Peking University to kill him like a river of blood!

What's more important is: after hearing Xiaoling's words, some of the students were already ready to make a move, and the eyes of the students surrounding the two of them gradually became fierce!

"Pfft~" In such a tense moment, Tu Qianjun couldn't help laughing, "Catch me?! Not to mention whether you can do it or not, even if you catch me, do you think the commander will compromise?"

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"I have killed people, and more than one." Tu Qianjun took out the pistol in his waist and said lightly: "Killing people has no burden on me. If someone tries to block the way, I don't mind killing a few more.

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This sidearm was the original German speed machine given to him by Zhang Zuoxiang when Tu Qianjun arrived in Fengtian. It is also the famous box gun! It was an extremely famous murder weapon of the Chinese army during the Anti-Japanese War!

Under the setting sun in the late evening, a man with a childlike face and a strong body was holding a shell gun lightly and looked at a large group of students surrounding him. His eyes seemed to be looking at a group of people waiting to be slaughtered.

Cattle and sheep.

At this time, Wang Xianwu, who was standing next to Tu Qianjun, was breaking out in cold sweat! He knew that Tu Qianjun was a bandit before he came over! He had really killed people! He had seen blood! If these students were really ignorant, this kid could really kill him.

several!

Wang Xianwu felt like crying at this time. How could a good visit turn into a martial arts practice?! Looking at it like this, I don’t know how it will end!

The group of students standing in the way were momentarily suffocated by Tu Qianjun's momentum! Some even started to back away slightly, fearing that Tu Qianjun would accidentally kill them!

At this moment, Xiaoling rushed in front of Tu Qianjun and stopped Tu Qianjun with one hand!

"Don't leave!" Xiaoling stared at Tu Qianjun fiercely, then glanced around her classmates.

"You usually curse the warlords at gatherings and pat your chests and say you want to avenge Teacher Li! You speak more beautifully than anyone else! Now the enemy is right in front of you, but what about you?! But you are all castrated.

The fallen quail!! turned into a shrunken turtle!!"

"You! You are not as good as my woman!" Xiaoling raised her head proudly and glared at Tu Qianjun without any sign of weakness. After hearing Xiaoling's words, the students present all felt a little feverish on their faces!

Yes! With so many people, he was actually frightened by a child! Didn’t he just get a gun?! How many bullets could he have?! Could he kill all of them?!

"That's right! He's just a lackey of a warlord! Does he really dare to shoot?! There are so many of us, how will he explain to the people of the country if he really shoots!!"

The man with glasses who was leading the group at the beginning also started to encourage the crowd.

"We represent the people! We represent the unyielding spirit of Peking University! We are the backbone of China who will never bow to the lackeys of warlords! Students! We must never bow!"

Under Xiaoling's provocation and the bespectacled man's encouragement, the students gradually burst out with passion! Their pace, which had been a little slow, began to firm up, and many of them even made up their minds to give Tu Qianjun a lesson!

It is indeed a characteristic of the times! Even a siege can be called "the people", and it is also mentioned as the unyielding spirit of Peking University and the backbone of China. It is really bullshit!

"What's your name?" Tu Qianjun, who had been feeling emotional for a while, asked the man with glasses with interest. Tu Qianjun, such an interesting person, really wanted to know their names.

"I won't change my name in office, and my surname in office! I am Zhou Wenliang!" The bespectacled man held his chest proudly and looked down on Tu Qianjun with a heroic and unyielding look.

"Stooge! Remember: my name is Huang Xiaoling!" the girl next to her continued Zhou Wenliang's voice, her eyes showing the same contempt as Zhou Wenliang, as if what she saw in front of her was just a puddle of disgusting shit.

"Stooge! Remember grandpa's name is Dai Jun!"

"Haha... lackey! Grandson, your grandfather's name is Zhou Tai'an!" A group of students laughed and announced their names one after another.
Chapter completed!