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    "Brother Yang, you look much more elegant than Wanhualou's little Taohong, don't you think so?"

    "That's right, look at Brother Yang's ass. It's much whiter and tenderer than Xiao Taohong. The posture is also good. Just one look at it makes me feel itchy."

    "Ha ha¡­¡­."

    "Hu Laosan, I'll give you four words, go to your mother!" In the car, Yang Daxiong raised his buttocks to "recuperate" and raised his middle finger to Hu Laosan, who was booing next to him.  There was a burst of laughter all around.

    The laughter spread far and wide with the whip.

    After learning the previous lesson, Xiao Anguo no longer dared to be careless and sent sentries along the way to clear the way.  Probably Du Laoliu's annihilation frightened the party's armed forces, so they didn't encounter any big troubles along the way. But it wasn't until they saw the Chengdu Mountain Gate appearing in the distance that everyone really relaxed and started to pick on Yang Qiu's ass again.  Let¡¯s talk about things.

    Seeing Yang Qiu, who usually treats him like a biological brother, being teased, even his best friend Bingwen covered his mouth. Fortunately, after checking that the blow dart was not poisonous, it should be fine after a few days.

    What a bad luck!

    Yang Qiu¡¯s face in the car turned dark. He had only been here a few days. First, he was almost killed by a machine gun, and then his anus was exploded. The most annoying thing was that his fair and clean butt, which he had raised for more than 20 years, was completely exposed!

    The only good thing is that he survived the catastrophe and got 5,000 yuan. The man has money and is safe physically and mentally. Apart from the 5,000 yuan, the biggest gain is two Mauser pistols and some that were found from Du Laoliu and one of his henchmen.  Bullets kept Yang Qiule, who loved antique guns, from sleeping for two days.

    As for the way everyone looked at him, he was simply ignored. In his previous life, he had done ridiculous things like stripping naked and running around naked in the military camp, so he complained for a few days and then returned to normal. At this moment, his eyes were wide open like a curious baby.  Looking around, since the previous Yang Qiu had never been to Bashu, when he woke up, he was either in the mountains or in the villages. It was the first time for him to experience a large western city in the late Qing Dynasty. Everything felt strange.

    Compared with some big cities such as Shanghai and Guangzhou that have begun to become westernized and have a sense of modernity, Chengdu, located in the west, still maintains its original appearance. The exquisite traditional buildings along the way opened his eyes and at the same time,  It is a secret pity that industrialization in later generations did destroy a lot of national essence.

    The convoy attracted a lot of attention, most of which were directed at Du Laoliu and others who were tied up in a string behind the convoy. Xiao Anguo finally accepted the suggestions of Yang Qiu, Ma Kui and others and decided to hand over these bandits to Zhao Erfeng  Handle it, and avoid causing trouble for the Hubei New Army.

    As the convoy began to enter the city, the worrying harassment finally did not happen, but the words of a Sichuan Army soldier at the city gate made everyone nervous again.

    "You are the New Army brothers who have suppressed the rebellious party." The Sichuan Army soldiers guarding the gate smiled enthusiastically, but there was always such a disgusting flavor in his words, and said: "Haha, you guys have greatly improved.  The momentum of our officers and soldiers, I heard that someone has offered me 10,000 yuan to recruit rogue gangs from all over the mountains to surround you."

    "We're all around you!" Yang Qiu angrily jumped out of the carriage and kicked this talkative guy away. There are rogue gangs from all over the mountains and mountains. I can't bear it even if all of Sichuan comes over.

    I really can¡¯t live anymore!  Rebellion, you must rebel immediately!

    The convoy finally arrived at Sichuan Governor's Mansion under the hateful and uneasy eyes of Chengdu people. Before Yang Qiu had time to jump out of the car, he saw a large group of people suddenly rushing out of the Governor's Mansion Yamen. He was so frightened that he quickly touched his arms.  Pistol, but when he saw clearly who was coming, he froze.

    Surrounded by nearly a hundred soldiers with live ammunition, a large group of well-dressed local gentry surrounded a little old man wearing an "animal" robe, with two white beards and a smile on his face, walking out.

    Sichuan Governor Zhao Erfeng!

    At this moment, the only person who can dispatch so many officers and soldiers and summon the gentry in Sichuan, apart from the road protection committee, is the seemingly thin, but actually ruthless Sichuan Governor Zhao Erfeng, known as the "Butcher of Zhao".

    "Master Zhang, Xiao Anguo from the supply camp of the Eighth Hubei Army has met the governor." Seeing Zhao Erfeng personally leading the crowd to greet him, Xiao Anguo also frowned secretly and hurriedly stepped forward to salute him.

    "Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

    Seeing Zhao Erfeng smiling broadly and greeting Xiao Anguo in a homely manner, even Yang Qiu had some doubts about whether this little old man was really as ruthless and ruthless as later generations described, but when he thought of the upcoming murder case in Chengdu, he couldn't believe it.  The urge to pull out a gun and kill this guy.

    "My Lord Governor, this is"

    "No hurry, no hurry." Zhao Erfeng interrupted Xiao Anguo, glanced at Du Laoliu and others behind the motorcade, and asked knowingly: "??I heard that you encountered rebels in Guang'an and some sergeants died. Is this true?  "

    "Back to your lord, I don't know if Anguo is a rebel, but they blocked my way and killed my sergeant, so I captured them and brought them to your decision." Xiao Anguo was not a fool, and he never mentioned that Du Laoliu claimed to be a party member.  As for the people, I just recounted the story of how they robbed the convoy.

    "Hmph, these treacherous officials and thieves! Put them all in jail, and wait until I can submit some information to the court before making a decision." After the soldiers from the Sichuan Governor's Mansion crowded in and took Du Laoliu and others away, Zhao Erfeng squinted.  He raised his eyes and asked again: "Where is the young hero who An Guo mentioned just now who captured the bandit leader alone?"

    As soon as he heard this sentence, Yang Qiu suddenly felt bad and wished he could find a place to hide immediately. Not to mention that there were dozens of local gentry and hundreds of soldiers in front of him. The people surrounding him alone made him  His scalp was numb. If this spread, wouldn't he be thrown directly into the fire?

    Xiao Anguo didn't expect Zhao Erfeng to have such thoughts, and secretly blamed himself for not talking too much. But at this time, with a knife on his neck, he could only bite the bullet and push him out under Yang Qiu's sad eyes.

    "The name is Yang Qiu, the name is Chenhua. I have met the Governor."

    Zhao Erfeng quickly helped Yang Qiu, who was about to kneel, and saw that he was unusually tall when he stood up. Although he was young, he exuded a heroic spirit, especially because his arms were bandaged. After a few concerned glances,  Cai praised: "Well, he is indeed a brave man who dares to go deep into the tiger's den and capture the bandit leader alone, don't you think so?"

    "Yes Yes."

    Zhao Erfeng¡¯s praise attracted a lot of flattery, and several pedantic old masters directly praised Yang Qiu as Huo Piaoqi who rode on Qilian Mountains while he was still alive, and the Yang family would possess him!  Not only did the poor traversal party not have the pride of being a hero, but he felt pinpricks coming from all sides. He wished he could pull out his pistol immediately and let this little old man taste the power of the 0.45 caliber.

    Of course, this is just a thought. To assassinate the dignified Governor of Sichuan in public, let alone whether he can escape from being surrounded by so many soldiers, the Hubei New Army alone cannot spare him unless he immediately joins the Kuomintang.

    "The Democratic Party" Yang Qiu smacked his lips, feeling a little bitter. Let's take a look at it for the time being.

    "Come here, let's take a look." After Zhao Erfeng waved his hand to interrupt the compliments around him, someone immediately brought several large envelopes wrapped in red paper. This was the first time Yang Qiu saw the currency of this era after his reincarnation.  He asked Xiao Anguo with his eyes.

    "Since it is a reward from the Governor, Chenhua, you must accept His kindness."

    "Haha." Seeing Yang Qiu put away the silver reward, Zhao Erfeng seemed to be very satisfied, and laughed and said: "Just accept it with confidence, I will send a letter to Mr. Zhang, and I will also report it to the emperor and the court.  Your merits in capturing the rebellious party alive, how can a talent like yours be compared to ordinary soldiers' bravery?

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    It¡¯s over!

    Yang Qiu almost sat down on the ground. He didn't know what the old man was thinking. He was taking this opportunity to establish his authority!

    It¡¯s all over now, the Democratic Party is gone!  Little old man, if you want to establish your authority in Chengdu, you have no choice but to make fun of me!  Instead of receiving such a hot reward, you might as well build a chastity memorial arch for me!

    This is a life-threatening situation. If the little old man really gets involved, and the Qing government can grab a reed and use it as a gunboat, I am afraid that in less than ten days, Yang Qiu's reputation for "killing the enemy with merit" will be spread to the world.  All over the north and south of the Yangtze River.

    Yang Qiulian, who was silent in the chaos, later Zhao Erfeng deliberately opened the ammunition box in public, showed everyone the 1,000 new guns that had arrived, and proudly vowed to wipe out the rebellious party, and to clear up everything in Sichuan. Bingwen later told him  .

    He just felt as if his portrait was placed on a big black plate. Next to it stood countless pointing, tall men with various strange tattoos. There was also a line of bright red characters engraved under the portrait, which read "Yang Qiu,  The heads of Manchu lackeys are worth ten thousand oceans!"

    "snort!"

    Yang Qiu was trembling with anger. He unconsciously put his right hand into his arms and prepared to shoot the little old man in the back. He had decided to rebel immediately, but before he could take the next step, a slight cold snort sounded like the dog days of summer.  The ice-cold water drenched him all over, and his whole body calmed down.

    Turning around to look towards the sound, I saw a figure wearing a green shirt and short coat, blending into the crowd, and then disappeared without a trace after a few flashes.

    Being targeted!

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