Now the territory in the Northeast actually belongs to Tsarist Russia. Even after Japan and Russia took over, the Eastern China Railway in the north and its rights and interests still belong to Tsarist Russia. The Qing Dynasty's rule over the Northeast was only in name. But the county magistrate and those troops

, the common people recognize it. They don’t know a word of Chinese characters, they don’t know the general trend of the world, and the officials have accumulated prestige for a long time, so it’s no good if they don’t recognize it. Although Tsarist Russia had occupied the entire Northeast before, its manpower was always limited. Basically, what should we do?

Just so.

So Wang Yan felt that those bandits were really finished, who had the time to take care of them now? It was too bad to still work for people honestly.

Riding all the way towards the outskirts, Wang Yan met the bandits first, as expected.

"stop!"

Along with the sound of a gunshot and bursts of shouting, the bandits guarding both sides of the road rushed out with guns and surrounded Wang Yan.

"Come down!"

"For what?"

Eight people, six guns, two Hanyang-made fire sticks, and four old broken fire sticks. After a quick glance to calm the frightened horses, Wang Yan jumped off the horse lightly, nodded and bowed: "Dear heroes

, I am not a money transporter, I have something important to report to the official."

The leader came forward with the bandits made in Hanyang: "What's the important matter? You also have a dead body with you? Let me talk to you first."

"Go up and take a look. This is the body of Dana Jin. It doesn't matter that he broke his leg and broke his neck. Everything has to be handled by the cabinet. Now that he is dead, I think I have to tell the official.

Why don't you assign another big cabinet?" Wang Yan pulled back Jin Dana's hair and showed an unwilling face to let them see clearly.

The man glanced at Wang Yan suspiciously, then walked around the horse to the other side. After looking at it, he turned back without saying a word: "Tied."

"Brother? Why are you tying me up? I'm just a worker, I haven't done anything."

"You're lying. Those legs look like they've been discounted. Please ask the government to assign a big cabinet? I'm afraid you want to do it yourself?" The man was very confident: "You must have gold on your body. Do you want to bribe the official?"

"

Without waiting for Wang Yan to quibble, the man continued: "You must have killed this Jin Dana. Okay, boy, are you brave? Are you tired of living? Tie him up and take him away, gagged his mouth and blindfolded him.

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Wang Yan didn't resist. After all, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. In the original play, there were officials and bandits sometimes, and he didn't know who was guarding him. Asked the brothers Dana and Jin, they didn't know the specific patrol and defense situation, otherwise Jin

The head wouldn't be hacked to death. Since this bandit is not stupid and still insists on taking him up the mountain, it's really no wonder that he, Wang, doesn't care. He can make a temporary change and reverse the order.

"You guys continue to watch, Lao Liu, you and I can push this kid back."

The leader gave an order, gave Wang Yan a kick without saying a word, and asked the other person to lead him away with the rope.

Not to mention the kick, which is neither light nor heavy, even if you kick him with all your strength, there is a high probability that he will not be able to break through his defense. As for blindfolding him and preventing him from seeing the road, not to mention that he can judge the direction and trend by himself, Yamashita

There are still about twenty people left. They must not know where their home base is. It's useless to be in the dark.

"Brother Hai, why did you kidnap someone?"

"This kid killed Jinda of Lao Jingou and wanted to find a position in the government. I caught him and brought him back to obey the boss."

Wang Yan knew that they had reached the place. He had climbed mountains and crossed ditches all the way. He had come out in the morning and arrived at the place at noon. In terms of their distance, it was a seven or eight mile mountain road, which was called a deep mountain and old forest.

It's quite tight.

He was pushed and pushed to a place where there was a lot of noise. There was a moment of silence, and he felt a lot of eyes on him, looking up and down. The air was a little turbid, smelly, and also smelled of wine and meat, which was not very pleasant.

"Haizi, if you don't take a good look at those mud-legged people, why would you tie someone up and run back?" A thick, slightly hoarse voice came from directly in front.

"Master, this kid killed Dana Jin and wants to find an official to become the treasurer himself."

I was stunned for a moment, only to hear the voice: "Scream, you have a damn idea, you are very brave, take off his blindfold and the cloth from his mouth."

The person next to him, who must be named Hai, responded and took off Wang Yan's blindfold and took the rag from his mouth.

I took a look at the situation inside the house. There were more than 20 people gathered in the big wooden house with small wooden tables. They were having lunch lively. It might be because spring was coming. The food was good. The armament situation was only about 20 people.

There are about 30 guns, most of which are fire sticks. Counting the patrols and defense outside, the four guns at the foot of the mountain are only more than 30 guns. Compared with the more than 50 guns mentioned by the boy who was beaten to death with a big stick,

It's not bad at all, it's better to brag than to scare people.

The one next to him was named Hai. Wang Yan was looking around, and without saying a word, he kicked him: "What are you looking at? Don't you think it's too slow to die?"

Wang Yan nodded and bowed in apology, looked at the middle-aged man sitting on a big chair not far away, and moved forward with a smile on his face: "Master, I guess you are the Dushan Long whose reputation is known for hundreds of miles around.

People say that you know your grudges clearly, are fair in your dealings, do not do unjust things, and are not greedy for ill-gotten gains. You are aware of everything and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. I really did not kill Dana Jinda, it was someone else who did it."

"You're a very nice boy." Dushanlong laughed loudly and waved Wang Yan to come closer: "You said someone else did it? Who is it?"

"I don't know, even when I woke up in the morning, Dana was dead outside. We all discussed that maybe it was the brother of He Laosi whom the officials found before." Wang Yan forced a smile and stepped forward anxiously.

He spoke very quickly: "The reason why I was asked to give them away is that I have a good relationship with those people on weekdays, and everyone recommended me to be a pioneer. After all, it is an opportunity to rise to the top. I don't want to block it. If it is true

I made a large cabinet, and I am from the eighteenth generation of poor peasants, so I can be considered a proud ancestor."

"Oh, that's it... you should know, right? Those people under Dana are all my brothers. Why haven't I received any news until now? Are you idiots rebelling? Huh?"

Shanlong stretched out his hand and patted Wang Yan's apologetically smiling face...

Wang Yan forced a smile and turned into a smile. He gently grabbed Dushan Long's rough hand with one hand and flicked it away with the other hand.

Dushanlong's eyes widened, and he didn't understand why the hands behind his tied back were pulled out, and he didn't understand why the group of young men watching behind him didn't make a sound to remind him.

Without waiting for the people below to react, Wang Yan twisted Dushanlong's arm with a forceful click, kicked down and broke the front bone of his calf, grabbed the well-maintained Hanyang made standing on one side, and pulled the bolt of the gun.

He loaded the bullet and shot the person who was holding the gun in front of him with one shot. Then he quickly reloaded the bullet and shot another person in the head. After shocking them, he shouted: "Put down the gun, everyone, the bullets are not long."

Look, there are still three bullets in this gun, let me see who wants to kill those three ghosts."

Looking at the two brothers whose heads were shot, and listening to Dushanlong screaming in pain above, the people below looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally stopped.

"You let our boss go, if you have something to say."

"Yes, there are so many of us, you can't beat us."

.........Everyone expressed their sincerity.

Dushanlong calmed down for a while, with blood-red eyes, trembling, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, you are a hero. We have so many people here and so many guns. You will definitely die with three bullets. You still have time to stop now.

I promise that I will never hold you accountable. How about I make you the second-in-command, just below me? Put down the gun. As you just said, I, Dushanlong, am also reputable, and I will definitely keep my word."

"I complimented you so much that I didn't even know what my last name was? Do you fucking take it seriously?"

If he hadn't still wanted to receive the inheritance, I would have sent him away just now. I wouldn't have bothered to step on his other leg right now.

One arm and two legs were broken, and they were twisted and kicked. The pain exceeded the limit that he could bear. Dushanlong finally couldn't stand it any longer. He howled miserably, tilted his neck and fainted.

A group of people below were anxiously shouting something like 'big boss', 'big brother', etc. Anyway, they were just pure and loyal. The acting was not good, and it was useless. It was just crying to the grave, but no tears. The emotion these people shouted was

To be honest, no one touches a gun.

There was a "bang" gunshot, and another head was fired. The shouting people suddenly fell silent. Wang Yan quickly pulled the bolt and loaded the gun: "There are still two rounds of bullets. Let's see who has enough to survive?"

No one said anything. Many people were already convinced by the previous two shots. Now that another one was shot, they were even more frightened. No one wanted to die if they could live. No one dared to bet on the next one with his gunshot skills.

Whether you will be the one who gets a headshot is a human nature.

Wang Yan took a false aim with his gun and looked at the man standing in front of him stupidly, who tied him up the mountain: "Do you want to live or die?"

The boy was so happy that he knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I want to live, I want to live. I didn't know that eldest brother is such a hero. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have dared even if you gave me eight courages. You sir are so generous,

Just treat me like a fart."

"Very well, bring me your gun."

Amidst the various looks from other people, that Hai came up with the muzzle of his gun and gently put it on the table. Are you kidding me, are you trying to scare him with your looks at this time? You want to kill them, because he hasn't lived long enough anyway.

.

Nodding with satisfaction, Wang Yan said: "You are very sensible. You will not pursue me for kicking me. What do you call me?"

"Brother, my name is Yu Zhenhai. If you have anything to do, just give me instructions."

"Go and shoot all their guns."

Yu Zhenhai accepted the order, turned around and started to collect his guns. Soon, all the guns were collected and piled at Wang Yan's feet.

He then sent Yu Zhenhai outside to trick everyone in, and then he understood why the bandits did not dare to cause trouble.

Because including the six people at the foot of the mountain, the people here, and those lying on the ground, there are only fifty-seven people, and the thugs in the gold factory are only eighty. Hanyang can't build twelve.

The rest were all burning fire sticks. He had thought that there were more than a hundred people and the firepower of more than fifty guns. He really thought highly of them. They were just bragging. The key point was that he didn't believe it all. He was convinced of part of it.

It's somewhat embarrassing.

It was already afternoon when Yu Zhenhai found everyone. At this time, the guy named Lao Guozi from Ding Huilian's shop ran up the mountain and came to report the news. He saw Wang Yan standing there openly.

, was so horrified that he knelt down and begged for mercy. Wang Yan was not used to illness and was shot dead.

After cooking Lao Guozi, he raised his gun and gestured back and forth: "Everyone raise their heads and look at me. I have the final say on this mountain from now on. Is there anyone who disagrees?"

At this time, of course no one would object and clamor to meet the boss.

Looking at the people with different thoughts in front of him, Wang Yan chuckled, raised his gun and shot, killing five of them.

One person wiped the hot water splashed on his face, swallowed, trembled his legs, and forced himself to ask: "The boss, they all deserved it, why did you kill them?"

"I don't like the look in their eyes. I can't sleep." Wang Yan casually handed the gun to Yu Zhenhai and asked him to load it. Then he picked up a gun and slowly pointed the muzzle at the person who spoke: "

So many people pretended not to see it, so why are you the only one doing so much? Are you so courageous?"

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the man could no longer stand and knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have spoken. Please spare my life. I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and...

…”

"Shut up!"

Wang Yan shouted sharply, stopped his crying, and glanced around lightly: "Let me ask you for the last time, do you have any objections to me as the boss? Say it now, die now, I will give you a happy life. If it happens later,

, you dare to play tricks on me, if you haven’t killed me yet, then you can’t survive or die.”

"Master, we all listen to you. You took over our Lazi Mountain by yourself. You are a real hero. Whatever you say, we obey you."
To be continued...