Chapter 770 Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade
"Open the door quickly. If you don't open the door, we will break down the door!"
The door to the Qian family compound was shaking violently, and the people outside the door were already a little impatient.
"I'm coming......"
Qian Fuming agreed and trotted to the door. The servants also stepped forward and took out the wooden stick from behind the door bolt and pushed the door open.
More than a dozen burning torches came into Qian Fuming's eyes. Under the light of the fire, dozens of people dressed in various colors and holding guns were standing there with menacing looks.
"Water, water bandit..." Seeing this scene, a servant was so frightened that his legs were weak and he could not speak clearly.
And Qian Fuming's heart suddenly hit rock bottom. He originally thought that Yang Ling and the others couldn't wait any longer and sent someone to transport the things, but who knew it was another group of people.
Seeing this gang of vicious men holding guns, his face turned pale. He had offended someone. He had just been punished and was going to give money and food to Yang Ling and the others, and now the bandits came to his door again.
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"You are so damn blind, please see clearly. We are the anti-Japanese and national salvation brigade stationed in Xinzhuang. We are water bandits. We are old people. Now we are an anti-Japanese team! Fighting Japanese!"
A man with a scar holding a short gun kicked the servant who said the wrong thing to the ground and corrected him viciously.
Qian Fuming's ancestors had lived here for generations, so they naturally knew the origin of the so-called Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade. They were originally just a group of water bandits entrenched nearby.
Now that the Japanese are here, they have also raised the anti-Japanese banner, but the Japanese have not seen them fight a few times. They go around eating and drinking under the banner of anti-Japanese. They have done a lot of bad things, which has caused the surrounding areas to suffer.
All the villagers dared to be angry but dared not speak out.
Seeing that these guys were targeting him, Qian Fuming also complained in his heart, but he still had to smile on his face for fear of offending the other party.
"It turns out they are the bosses of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade. Why are you here late at night?" Qian Fuming bowed his hands to them and asked respectfully.
"Master Qian, we don't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. We are here today to discuss important matters. It's just that you blocked us out and refused to let us in. Isn't this the way to treat guests?"
The man at the head, a tough-looking bald man with two short guns on each side of his waist, looked at Qian Fuming blocking the door and spoke angrily. It was Hu Biao, the deputy captain of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade.
Qian Fuming hurriedly bowed his hands and said: "Boss, you have misunderstood, I have misunderstood. I am too late to welcome you when you arrive, so why don't you let in?"
"It's just that it's late at night. All the women at home have gone to bed. I'm afraid it's inconvenient. Please forgive me..."
"Fuck you, I understand you, who the hell can understand me, we work hard to fight the Japanese, but you are the wife and children who are hot on the bed, why are you?" Before Qian Fuming finished speaking, the scarred man said
He started shouting.
"Yeah, why!"
These people from the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade started shouting with such terrifying momentum that they woke up the villagers living nearby.
"Master Qian, you see, my brothers who shed blood and died in the war with the Japanese are passing by Zhangjiaji and asking for some water in your house. Isn't that too much?" Hu Biao stopped the noise of those behind him with a wave of his hand, and turned to him.
Qian Fuming said.
Qian Fuming was already cursing in his heart. It's a joke for you to fight the Japanese. From the establishment of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade to the present, the Communist Party has only fought the Japanese once. Nearly a thousand people were beaten to a pulp by dozens of Japanese. How dare you say that?
, he was ashamed for them.
Although he was cursing in his heart, Qian Fuming also knew now that if these people were not allowed to enter the house today, I am afraid they would not let it go.
"Then please, bosses, sit down in the room."
Facing the impatient Hu Biao, deputy captain of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, Qian Fuming had to step aside and get out of the way.
"Tell the kitchen to boil some water for the anti-Japanese bosses." Qian Fuming ordered the servants.
"Let's get some food by the way. Chicken, duck, fish, whatever. Brothers are all hungry!" Hu Biao added by the way.
The servant looked at Qian Fuming with an embarrassed expression. Although Qian Fuming felt pain in his body, he still nodded.
Nowadays, the anti-Japanese resistance is very important, especially the anti-Japanese armed forces behind enemy lines are of all kinds. If they, the big local households, want to survive, they must serve them well and not offend them.
Dozens of tough people from the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade entered the Qian family compound in a chaotic manner. Before the Qian family could greet them, they began to swarm around in groups, scaring the women who came out to see what was going on.
screamed.
"Hahaha."
Seeing these women trembling with fear made these stubborn people burst into laughter.
"Go back and stay in the backyard!"
Seeing these soldiers who looked like wolves and tigers, they hurriedly scolded the women to go to the backyard.
"Brothers, please stay patient while I go in and discuss something with Mr. Qian." Hu Biao ordered, as if he were at home, and went straight to the main room opposite the door.
"Keep an eye on them and don't let them take away valuables." Qian Fuming called the housekeeper over and pointed at the people from the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade who were looking around and ordered.
"Yes, sir." The butler nodded hastily and agreed.
In the middle of the night, the courtyard of Qian's family was soon brightly lit, and the servants were busy cooking and boiling water, while the dozens of people from the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade were making a chaotic noise.
"Damn it, why haven't you brought us food?" These stubborn people urged loudly from time to time.
The housekeeper was so busy that he was sweating profusely: "Here he comes, come right now."
The people Hu Biao brought here were all water bandits, and now they had guns in their hands. Although Qian Fuming was very reluctant, he still had to be served comfortably.
Dozens of people were eating and drinking in the yard, but it was much quieter in the Qian family's living room. Hu Biao sat at the head of the house with a golden sword, and two tough brothers stood on his left and right.
The owner, Qian Fuming, was sitting at the bottom of the table, as if he were a guest, trembling with fear.
"Master Qian, don't be afraid, we are no longer water bandits, we are now a team to fight against Japanese invaders." Looking at Qian Fuming, who looked a little pale, Hu Biao comforted him carelessly.
"Yes, yes." Although Qian Fuming pretended to be calm, the panic in his eyes still betrayed him.
"Then I wonder what Mr. Hu is doing here late at night?" Qian Fuming asked cautiously.
When Hu Biao heard this, he laughed and said: "Shopkeeper Qian is a cheerful person, so I know people don't tell secrets."
"These brothers licked the blood from their swords and fought the Japanese, risking their lives to keep you safe. However, the shortage of supplies and food is threatening to blow the northwest wind, so our captain sent me to collect the anti-Japanese tax. Brothers, we can't
Are you always hungry to fight the Japanese?"
Hu Biao didn't mince words, but Qian Fuming's eyes twitched. What is this anti-Japanese tax?
"Sir Hu, forgive me for being stupid, but among the many taxes, I have never heard of the anti-Japanese tax?"
Hu Biao chuckled: "This is what our brigade leader recently announced, in order to collect civilian supplies to replenish the troops to fight against Japan. The fight against Japan requires everyone to participate. The fighting is left to us. You just need to raise supplies and food for us."
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"Then I wonder how much the anti-Japanese tax is?"
Although Qian Fuming was slandering in his heart, there were so many taxes now that it didn't matter if there was one more item. When the time came, he would recoup the extra rent from the tenant farmers.
"Your Qian family is rich, so you can spend more, one hundred thousand oceans, and twenty thousand catties of grain." Hu Biao said easily.
Qian Fuming felt bitter when he heard that he had to pay so much. He asked for a hundred thousand yuan. What is the difference between this and robbery?
"My Chief Hu, even if you sell me, I will still give you 100,000 yuan..." Qian Fuming said with a sad face.
"Anyway, that's all I've said. Whether you pay it or not is your business. But if you don't pay the anti-Japanese tax, that means you don't support the anti-Japanese war, and you will be beheaded. Think clearly." Hu Biao picked up the teacup.