"Brother Wei, you're going the wrong way," Han Shoutian warned before Wei Ran stopped the car.
"Finish the business first"
Wei Ran got off the motorcycle and pointed at the reed marsh on the side of the road, "Boss Qiu, I'll keep my word. Get off the car. I'll count to ten. You just have to run into the reed marsh so that I can't see you. Today
I’ll let you go.”
Mr. Qiu was not a fool, so he quickly said, "Sir, I resist the Japanese! I am the anti-Japanese! Don't kill me, keep me useful! I have eaten the weight of the anti-Japanese!"
"1" Wei Ran stretched out a finger and shook it, then stretched out a second finger, "2!"
Now, Boss Qiu no longer dared to waste time. He rolled and crawled out of the sidecar, jumped into the pond without hesitation and dived into the reeds.
However, almost when the dense reeds completely blocked his short figure, Wei Ran, who was standing next to the motorcycle, suddenly pulled the trigger.
After two moderate gunshots, a ball of blood appeared on the back of Boss Qiu's head and heart, and then he simply fell into the depths of the reed swamp. Han Shoutian hesitated to speak and looked at Wei Ran,
In the end, I couldn't bear to say a word.
Wei Ran looked at his young great-grandfather, sighed and explained, "Keeping him alive like this is a disaster. Let him live. No one knows how many people will die at the hands of little Japs because of him in the future."
"We...we can educate them," Han Shoutian insisted.
"Let those compatriots who were killed by Japs and traitors educate him." Wei Ran didn't want to argue too much with the other party, so he changed the subject and asked, "How far is it from the Lotus Pavilion?"
Han Shoutian also didn't want to argue with the person who saved his life over a traitor, so he raised his hand and pointed to the road just now and said, "Follow that road and walk two miles further and you'll be there."
"Get in the car!" Wei Ran waited for the other party to get into the sidecar, then immediately turned the car around, drove back to the road and continued running forward.
Han Shoutian said it was two miles away, but under the direction of the other party, Wei Ran ran around and around for more than ten minutes until he could hardly find where he came from.
After they were on their way, Han Shoutian signaled him to stop under a big willow tree on the roadside.
Under Wei Ran's gaze, Han Shoutian walked to the roadside, put his hand into his mouth, and blew a loud whistle at the endless reed swamp, and then imitated several unpleasant crow cries.
.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the faint call of the cuckoo came from the dense reeds on the roadside. Han Shoutian immediately learned a few more wild duck calls in response, and then fell into silence.
After waiting for less than five minutes, a small row boat squeezed out from the reed swamp. There was also a tall and thin man standing on the row boat who was about the same height as Wei Ran.
When the boat pulled up to the side of the road, the boatman took off the straw hat on his head, revealing a wheat-colored face with Chinese characters.
"Shoutian, you're back, where is my father?" The tall and thin man asked and then looked at Wei Ran who was standing next to the motorcycle, "This is..."
"Brother Hopu, this is Wei Ran, the man from the tea shed at Dongguan Wharf. Thanks to his help this time, otherwise I would have been arrested by Qiu Sancun."
Han Shoutian was not in a hurry to get on the boat. He quickly told what happened last night, and then said, "It was the master who asked us to come here. He..."
"He's at the back. He probably won't arrive for a while."
Wei Ran hurriedly continued, while secretly sizing up the people on the boat. If this person is Zhou Houpu, does that mean he is Suisui's great-grandfather? And what he has to do is to assist him in completing the ambush mission?
"Where did this iron donkey come from?" Zhou Houpu asked curiously.
Seeing Han Shoutian looking at him, Wei Ran quickly said, "Snatched it from Qiu Ermazi."
"Qiu Er Mazi?! You ask..." Zhou Houpu's face showed a look of surprise at first, but then he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words.
"Asked"
Wei Ran didn't seem to notice the other party's distrust, and said proactively, "The Japs plan to use the boats at Dongguan Pier to organize a joint amphibious raid. Qiu Er Mazi doesn't know the specific time. It seems that the Japs commander named Kamemoto is still there.
Not planned.
In addition, it is very likely that four of the more than 100 ships contained munitions, but this news is not sure, and how the translator made a drunken mistake and leaked it."
"What did you say?!" Zhou Houpu and Han Shoutian immediately widened their eyes, "Really?"
Wei Ran spread his hands, "How dare I lie to you about this?"
"It's broken, it's broken, it must be done as soon as possible..." Zhou Houpu stopped abruptly again mid-sentence, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "You two get on the boat quickly!"
Of course Wei Ran and Han Shoutian had no objection. After boarding the Paizi boat one after another, Zhou Houpu immediately pushed the small wooden boat into the dense reed swamp.
When the big willow tree was no longer visible behind him, Zhou Houpu said to the dense reeds around him, "Uncle Lao Chui, Shoutian brought back a Japanese iron donkey, which is under the big willow tree."
"knew!"
Hearing the response from the dense reed marsh, Zhou Houpu called to Han Shoutian to continue holding the small wooden boat and drilled into the depths of the reed marsh with Wei Ran sitting behind.
How many people are hiding in this reed swamp?
Wei Ran, who was sitting at the end of the small wooden boat, stood up curiously and tried to look around. However, the dense reeds around him were taller than a person. Even if he stood on tiptoe, he could not see more than two meters away.
What is there outside?
Zhou Houpu, who was holding the boat at the front, glanced at Wei Ran, and then deliberately shook the boat under his feet, causing the former to quickly sit down again.
After walking through the reed swamps for at least ten minutes, Wei Ran couldn't tell the direction at all. Suddenly, a channel with a width of only half a meter appeared directly ahead. After walking along this winding channel for less than five minutes, directly ahead,
A small platform slightly above the water, built with broken wooden boards and wooden stakes, suddenly appeared.
This small platform was no more than two meters square. A black incense stick as thick as a finger was lit in a broken bowl with a gap in the middle. Although the lingering smoke was slightly choking, it smoked out all the large mosquitoes around it.
It was completely clean. Four thigh-thick wooden pillars on the side supported a roof covered with weeds. The lush reeds around the roof were pulled close by ropes, completely covering the small platform.
Zhou Houpu and Han Shoutian brought the boat to the edge of the small platform and tied it with a rope. Then they asked Wei Ran to get onto the wet platform.
"Wait here for a while!" Han Shoutian said while handing Wei Ran a small bench.
"Is this the Lotus Pavilion?" Wei Ran asked, sitting on a small bench. He didn't even see lotus leaves along the way, let alone lotus flowers.
Han Shoutian smiled, but didn't say anything. He just took the coarse porcelain kettle from Zhou Houpu and poured a bowl of cool tea for Wei Ran.
With nothing to do, Wei Ran simply opened the hard leather satchel he brought back, took out the guns seized in the bathhouse and placed them at his feet. Under the gaze of the two pairs of eyes that were getting rounder and rounder, he said, "
Zhou...Brother Zhou, pick one and keep it for self-defense!"
"Where did you get all this?" Zhou Houpu picked up a box of cannon and looked at it over and over.
"Borrowed it from Qiu Ermazi," Wei Ran said jokingly, "He said he would give it back to him after he beat the little devil away."
"How can Qiu Erpazi be so easy to talk to?" Zhou Houpu obviously didn't understand the meaning of Wei Ran's words, but the expression on Han Shoutian's face suggested that he seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't say anything.
Wei Ran also didn't want to explain in detail, so he took out the newspaper wrapped with chocolates from the hard leather bag and opened it. He took out two pieces from it and handed them to the two brothers. He also picked up one piece, opened it and stuffed it into his mouth, "
Try this, it's sweet, I borrowed it from Er Mazi."
"Is this a piece of brown sugar?" Han Shoutian imitated Wei Ran and tore open the tin foil wrapping the chocolate and stuffed the thumb-sized piece of chocolate into his mouth.
"It's a bit bitter, bitter-sweet, bitter-sweet, and it's all sore in the throat."
After hearing Han Shoutian's description, Zhou Houpu curiously stuffed the chocolate given to him into his mouth, and then exclaimed with surprise, "It's like eating purple mud from the bottom of the water, but it's so sweet!"
"If you like to eat it, you can take these, but this kind of candy is afraid of high temperatures and will melt when it is heated a little." Wei Ran said, rewrapped the full paper bag of chocolate and stuffed it into Han Shoutian's mouth.
In arms.
"This...this is so embarrassing"
"Keep it," Wei Ran made an excuse nonchalantly, "My tooth hurts from eating sweets."
Zhou Houpu stretched out Han Shoutian's trouser legs and said, "Otherwise, just keep it, just in time for them to eat."
Hearing this, Han Shoutian was stunned for a moment, and then he stopped refusing. He bent down and pulled two small benches together and placed the bag of chocolates on them.
"Do you want this thing?" Wei Ran took out two more pocket watches and handed them over, "I also borrowed these from Qiu Er Mazi."
"No, no, this is too expensive. We don't dare to ask for it." Zhou Houpu finally realized something after saying this, "Brother Wei, you shouldn't treat Qiu Er's pockmark..."
Seeing the opponent's hand making a vegetable-cutting gesture, Wei Ranhun nodded carelessly, while Han Shoutian next to him followed up and said, "Qiu Sancun was also killed by Brother Wei, right next to the reed field of Shuiyang's family.
superior."
"That's not bad!" Zhou Houpu said with a smile on his face, "Now that Qiu Er's pockmark is gone, we can save the common people from harm."
"But not only that, Er Mazi is dead, and it will not be as easy as before for the little devils to grab grain. Taking advantage of the time when the traitors were fighting over Er Mazi's family property in their den, households in the surrounding villages and towns hurriedly hurried to get the wheat.
Collect it and hide it."
"What Morita said makes sense." The three people on the small platform looked around, but it was Uncle Zhou who was squeezing over from the other direction on a small wooden boat.
"Dad, you're back." Zhou Houpu waved the box of cannons that he hadn't let go of since he just picked them up, "Brother Wei gave this to me!"
Uncle Zhou did not answer his son's words, but turned to look at Wei Ran and asked in an extremely serious tone, "Boy Wei, where did you come from?"
"Where do you think I come from?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, just say it."
Uncle Zhou didn't have any unnecessary curiosity at all, "It's a great achievement for you to kill Qiu Ermazi, but have you asked about the ships at Dongguan Pier?"
"asked"
Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party did not pursue his identity too much, and quickly recounted the information obtained during the torture.
