Han Baihang suddenly stood up from his chair, grabbed Mei Changyuan's shoulders and asked: "What can I do? Tell me quickly!"
Han Baihang's hands were very strong, and Mei Changyuan felt that his body bones were about to fall apart. He struggled for a while, and said with a grin: "Xu Wangtang is currently busy contacting the rich gentry in the city, and wants to write a letter to put pressure on Wu Peifu.
Punish you. One of the main crimes he framed you for is raping a girl. I can take you to the Xu family, pretend to file a case, and find Ding Qingyao to learn about the case. In this way, you can meet Ding Qingyao.
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Han Baihang thought for a while and said: "Is it that simple? You can ask me to go to Xu's house. Xu Wangtang is not a fool. Can you not see me? And when the time comes, Xu Wangtang will definitely be with you. How can I have time to be alone with Ding Qingyao?
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Mei Changyuan thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed the case. He ran out of ideas for a while and started to spin in circles again.
Han Baihang was so dizzy that he turned around. He grabbed him and said impatiently: "It's just as you said. Then I'll pretend to be the person who takes the notes. You can find a way to distract Xu Wangtang first."
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Mei Changyuan looked at Han Baihang's face and said: "There is no problem if I push Xu Wangtang away, but everyone in Yongcheng knows this face, how can I hide it from Xu Wangtang."
Han Baihang said: "I have my own way. Go and find some loose clothes for me. You don't have to worry about the rest. Go get ready!"
Since Han Baihang said so, Mei Changyuan could only do it. However, he was still a little worried in his heart. He was not worried that Han Baihang would be discovered and implicate him, but that he would not be able to get the little yellow croaker after Han Baihang was discovered.
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Soon Mei Changyuan brought a piece of clothing to Han Baihang, and then started to go out to prepare the car.
When Mei Changyuan came back, he found a stranger in the room. Mei Changyuan was startled and asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"It's me, Han Baihang!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Mei Changyuan recognized Han Baihang, walked around Han Baihang, and said in wonder: "What kind of magic are you using? It feels like you have changed into a different person."
It's no wonder that Mei Changyuan was surprised. Han Baihang was originally about 1.8 meters tall, with a tough face, and his whole body was filled with the toughness of a man.
At this time, he suddenly became shorter, his cheeks on both sides became swollen, his face became bigger, his eyebrows drooped, he had a grimace on his face, and there was ointment on his nose.
The heroic spirit between the eyebrows disappeared with the change of face. Han Baihang's makeup skills are far inferior to Zhao San.
He looked in the mirror. If he hadn't bent his knees and lowered his height, people who were familiar with him would still be able to recognize him just by looking at him twice.
"Okay, okay! Time waits for no one, let's go!" Han Baihang urged, and the two of them walked out of the gate, got in the car, and went straight to Xu Wangtang's home.
At this moment, Zhao San led a group of remnants and quietly reached the vicinity of the mountain col. Zhou Qing ran out from the side and reported to Zhao Sanhui: "The bandits are at a creek five hundred meters ahead. There are about seventy people."
The person who came and the weapons and equipment are not yet clear."
Zhao San nodded and said: "That's enough. Let us inform you and carry out the original plan. The reconnaissance team will be taken back first. We must annihilate this wave of bandits in one fell swoop!"
Zhou Qing nodded in agreement and turned around to pass on the order. Li Si lay next to Zhao San, frowning and asked: "Is that kid Cheng Wan okay? Why don't you let me go?"
Zhao San pushed up his glasses and said: "In this situation, Cheng Wan is more suitable than you, but you are not as good as him."
Zhao San's words could be said to be merciless, but Li Si didn't take it to heart. After all, it was okay to let him fight, but leading an army to fight was indeed not as good as tens of thousands.
Time passed by, Zhao San led his troops through the woods, and soon the sound of gurgling water could be heard in his ears.
Zhao San made a gesture, and the soldiers began to spread out in an orderly manner, surrounding the small village that was unwilling to leave.
The cottage is in the middle reaches of the stream. There is an open space in front of it. The terrain is open and flat. There is no place for ambush. If there are any enemies, they can be spotted at a glance.
There is a low mountain behind and to the left of the mountain stronghold, which prevents the enemy from sneak attacks. Although such a place is not an excellent place to set up camp, it is better than nothing.
At this time, the village was very lively, and the noise could be heard from a distance, as if something worthy of celebration had happened inside.
Zhao San squinted his eyes and looked inside the cottage, and could only see the figures of people inside. At this time, on the right side of the cottage, in the woods upstream of the river, a dozen familiar figures came into view.
Seeing that Cheng Wan had arrived at the designated position, Zhao San made a ready gesture, indicating that the soldiers were ready to take action at any time.
After waiting for a while, two people walked out of the village, chatted with the two bandits at the door, and prepared to take over.
Just when the two bandits who were on duty were about to turn around and enter the stronghold, Cheng Wan suddenly made a move. First, he opened fire with a machine gun and killed the four of them before they could react.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, the bandits immediately woke up and rushed out in panic, preparing to fight back. Zhao Sanyi, who had been waiting for a long time, waved his hand, and all the soldiers who had been ambushed jumped out and began to besiege, providing backup for the tens of thousands of assaults.
Cheng Wan and his men took the lead, and soon they effortlessly tore a hole in the bandits' defense line.
The commandos swarmed forward and, under the cover of their companions, rushed into the stronghold and firmly controlled the gap.
Zhao San caught up with the follow-up troops and began to suppress the bandits.
Youdao was defeated like a mountain, and the bandits retreated steadily. Except for a few who stubbornly resisted, they all surrendered.
The battle lasted less than half an hour from start to finish, and Zhao San and the others had not suffered any major casualties.
On the one hand, the bandits' fighting power was too weak, but on the other hand, Zhao San took every step, neither arrogant nor impetuous, and fought steadily step by step without giving the opponent any chance to come back.
After everyone cleaned up the battlefield, Cheng Wan wiped the blood from his face, walked up to Zhao San with a gun in his hand and said, "Look at this gun."
Zhao San took the gun, pushed up his glasses, looked at the gun and said, "Isn't this the standard firearm of the militia?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier rushed over, stood at attention and said, "Report, a large number of firearms and a hostage were found in the house in front!"
Zhao San and the others looked at each other and walked towards the house. As soon as they opened the door, guns were placed on the floor. In the corner of the house, a man was huddled in the shadows, with his head hanging down and his hands tied behind his back.
Zhao San walked over and took a closer look, frowned and said, "Ding Zuopeng?"
