Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Chapter 595 Sir, Please Eat Something Before You Leave

After hearing the words of the dispatcher opposite him, Yu Xuecheng fell into a brief silence.

When Master Ma and other vendors saw that Yu Xuecheng fell silent, they also lowered their heads.

Yes, so what if it’s a coordination bureau or an office? They can’t afford to offend the Japanese spies!

never mind!

Director Lin has been very kind, and we should all thank him for his kindness!

We will just follow the rules in the future. Even if he can't help us drive away those people from the liaison department, at least ordinary thugs won't dare to cause trouble.

Alas, who made us poor, who made us slaves of a conquered country, we deserve to be bullied!

The reason why Yu Xuecheng remained silent was that the arrogance of the other party made him a little dazed.

In fact, this is a cognitive misalignment.

Whether in the worldview of the liaison officer, in the cognition of the wanderers, or in the vendors present, it is normal for the Japanese spy agencies to run rampant, but it is difficult for the Chinese agencies to have enough confidence when facing them.

Even if it was Zheng Xiaji, who had more than a thousand men under his command, some of whom had guns and cars, he would still choose to be polite when meeting the gendarmerie commander or the resident minister of the liaison department.

As if things were supposed to be this way.

But this is not the case in Yu Xuecheng's eyes.

He followed Master Lin in Peking. You know, when Master Lin was in Peking, no matter what administrative committee, special municipal office, gendarmerie headquarters, or front army headquarters, they were all in Pingtan!

He had seen the grand scene where the Japanese soldiers in the headquarters collectively saluted Master Lin!

So he was a little confused.

When he came to his senses, the dispatcher was already grinning.

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Why are you silent? Didn't you just ask me to go back with you to be dealt with? Huh? You are from the office, why should I, a dispatcher, go back with you? Is this what Lin Ze taught you?"

Yu Xuecheng raised his eyebrows, took two steps forward, and attacked as fast as lightning!

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound was heard, and the dispatcher's cheeks suddenly swelled up.

This confused the dispatchers and the stall owners.

What the hell!

Look at the momentum of this officer, how come he beats this devil like he is beating his grandson!

The dispatcher covered his face in disbelief. "What? Are you crazy? How dare you hit me?"

Yu Xuecheng was also incredulous. "No, you haven't heard how Master Lin treated those dispatched personnel from your liaison department in Peking?"

Speaking of this, it's all Tajima Hikotaro's fault.

At the beginning, Tiandao sent people to Peking to cause trouble, but several of them were shot and killed by Lin Ye.

At that time, in order to stabilize the military morale, Tajima blocked this news within the Liaison Department.

Later, almost all the people who were sent out were arrested by the front-line headquarters and the auxiliary management bureau, and the matter was unexpectedly kept secret.

After Osako Michimasa took office, he brought many old subordinates from the headquarters and outside the pass. This resulted in an information gap: they knew that Master Lin was powerful, but they didn't know that Master Lin was that powerful; they knew that Master Lin dared to take action against the ronin under Yuan Wenhui, but they didn't know that Master Lin actually dared to take action against the ronin under the liaison department.

This thing happened!

The dispatcher felt something was wrong, but he was used to being arrogant and would rather lose the battle than the victory. If he admitted defeat today, how could he continue to work in the Auxiliary Management Bureau in the future?

"Baka..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Xuecheng slapped him again, "Fuck you, this is the territory of the Coordination Bureau, you are causing trouble here, and you are pretending to be someone from the Liaison Department. You are clearly trying to sow discord and are clearly a rebel!"

After two slaps, the vendors watching felt relieved all over!

Master Ma just felt that it was as comfortable as taking a hot bath in the coldest weather or eating cool watermelon in the hottest days of summer!

I thought to myself, let alone anything else, just for these two slaps, it’s worth paying the penalty!

only.....

The Japanese have always been vindictive. This officer slapped him twice, and although he felt good about it, he is afraid that this matter will not be let go.

The dispatcher looked at the ronin and said, "Baga! Are you dead? Go ahead!"

Yu Xuecheng was "greatly surprised". "Great! Not only did you pretend to be from the Liaison Department, you also took the initiative to attack us and tried to kill us! Brothers!"

"Have!"

"We were forced to fight back and take them all down, regardless of life or death!"

The ronin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and one of them drew his sword first.

Yu Xuecheng snorted coldly, "Damn it, what era is this? You're still using cold weapons!"

He took out a Continental pistol from his waist and fired a shot!

"boom!"

This shot was like a signal, and the young men in the Auxiliary Management Bureau raised their guns one after another.

Within seven steps, the gun is accurate and fast, so the Iaijutsu is all nonsense.

Several ronin were lying on the ground, sleeping peacefully, their blood flowing together, a dark red color.

Yu Xuecheng frowned, "Damn it, you guys have made this place where we do business dirty."

The dispatcher was already scared silly. He was a spy, not a soldier, and his skills were really average. He hadn't planned on engaging in a firefight before he came!

He was trembling and was about to pull out his gun, but Yu Xuecheng slapped him twice with backhand and forehand, and he immediately became quiet.

After taking his gun, Yu Xuecheng carried him like a chicken.

"You overturned someone's stall, pay me!"

The dispatcher trembled and took out a few Japanese yen and some coins.

Most of them are in the twenty-cent range.

Yu Xuecheng muttered, "Poor bastard!"

I picked up two five-yen bills and walked up to the owner of the soy milk stall.

The thin old man had some basic scratches on his arm, and Yu Xuecheng pulled him over to take a closer look.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no bones were injured. Be careful not to get wet when you go back."

Then he held up the two five-yen bills and said, "Here, old man. They smashed your stall because we were too late. This money is compensation."

The old man stood there in a daze, unable to utter a word.

"Old man?" Yu Xuecheng asked again.

The old man finally came to his senses, grabbed Yu Xuecheng's hand, and burst into tears, "I don't want money, I don't want money! Sir, go, go buy some tea for the officials, as a token of my appreciation!"

As he spoke, he struggled to kneel down.

"Wow! I've lived for most of my life, and no one has ever stood up for me or let me vent my anger!"

Everyone was silent.

Yu Xuecheng pulled him up with all his strength, "Don't kneel!"

Then he looked around and said, "Since you have paid the fees, Master Lin will take care of you. Master Lin said that if anyone causes trouble, you should go to the Assistance Bureau to call for help, or call the Assistance Bureau. If anyone dares to collect money from you, you can resist, and it is not a crime to beat them to death!"

Afterwards, Yu Xuecheng waved his hand, and everyone tidied up the body and prepared to carry it back.

Yu Xuecheng carried the dispatcher and prepared to go back and hand him over to the director for disposal.

Master Ma shivered for a long time and managed to say, "Sir, these are freshly steamed buns. Please eat two before you leave!"

This sentence seemed to be a reminder to everyone. Afterwards, some people took sesame cakes, some held tofu pudding, and some held steamed buns with meat.

"Sir, please eat something before you leave!"

Yu Xuecheng only felt a strange warmth flowing in his heart.

He blinked vigorously and waved to his brothers, "Let's go!"