Xu Degan woke up suddenly of wine. He looked at the door and saw that no one followed in. He grabbed Ma Qian'an's hand and asked in surprise: "Thank you! We are very short of weapons. Thank you for your generosity, but can I ask why?"

"Can't we get the same thing at first sight?" Ma Qian'an smiled.

What nonsense is it?

Looking at Xu Degan's even more confusing eyes, Ma Qian'an had to raise another big hand that was not caught, "Okay, I'll catch your people one after another, and now do some compensation."

He was talking nonsense again! Xu Degan let go of Ma Qian'an's hand, glanced at the weapons and ammunition beside the wall, moved his Adam's apple and said happily: "Okay, Mr. Zhan, as long as you don't do anything to harm the poor, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can ask me for help."

Ma Qian'an smiled again. It was not that he didn't want to have allies, but that he could not find such allies. He had too many troubles. He was fighting with all kinds of people every day, trying to drive away the British and act with you. I became an illegal identity. Now a legal identity can do many things and must not be discarded.

"By the way, Mr. Zhan, why do you train so many patrols? Your small manor still needs so many armed defenses? Is there a mountain of gold inside?" Xu Degan asked inadvertently but intentionally.

It depends on the time when it says it has it, and it depends on the time when it says it has no it. Xu Degan’s question is becoming increasingly difficult to answer, and Ma Qian'an chose to avoid it.

After a while, Ni Denghui realized that he had gained benefits. He expressed his gratitude to Ma Qian'an and others for their improved views.

Ma Qian'an glanced at Ni Denge and asked him again if his surname was Ni instead of Li, and he angered the young master again. Ni Denge rolled his eyes and repeated, "Is it over? Ni surnamed Ni, and his surname has been in eight lifetimes. Do you want to tell you if you call my grandma Fujii Yukiko?"

"No"

"What's the point? Your curiosity is so great. I'll satisfy you. She'll call..."

"Yukiko Fujii." Ma Qian'an glanced at Tang Zhenguo who couldn't help laughing.

"How do you know?"

………………, this guy is drunk and his weakness is coming out. I’m practicing for a short time!

"Can you provide me some information? Just use this to buy these things from me." Ma Qian'an decided to tease this guy who was engaging in the brain again.

"What information?" Ni Denghui said stubbornly, "I said there are not so many cheap things. What information do you need? I need information. We don't want to owe you favors, so I'll say!"

There is a door! Ma Qian'an glanced at Xu Degan and Tang Zhenguo, and saw that the two of them did not object, obviously he also felt that what Ni Denghui said was reasonable and he did not owe you anything, we could provide some things.

"If you have a little more detailed situation in Japan's rubber plantation, you will tell me about their recent activities. How is it?"

Ni Denghui waved his hand, "A small matter, I have all the situations in the entire Japanese rubber plantation in Johor. I know how many workers and guards are doing recently, but I have to go back and sort out some things."

OK! That's what you want. Ma Qian'an was overjoyed, pointed to the machine guns and ammunition he brought out, and made a promise to Xu Degan: "See, if you really give me the information, I'm not stingy with these things. You can get another copy next time you come."

"Really?" Ni Denghui stared at the machine gun on the ground with wide eyes and asked in disbelief.

"Of course it's true!" Ma Qian'an nodded solemnly. His intelligence work cannot keep up with it. Even if Liu Qingyuan and the comrades from the Dongjiang Corps come, they will still be blinded. The investigation will definitely not be as good as those born and raised by the Malayan Communist Party.

Tang Zhenguo was interested and asked hurriedly: "Are you interested in the Japanese? Do you want to attack them?"

Ma Qian'an asked back: "Aren't you interested? They stocked up a large amount of film in their rubber plantation. What do you think they are going to do? It's just car tires when transported back to China, and it's not about dealing with us Chinese!"

Of course, Ma Qian'an was not interested in raw film. What he wanted was to eliminate the Japanese's vital forces nearby, eliminate the Japanese's force threat to Chen Jiashen's company, and to eliminate these fifth columns, but he couldn't say that.

Tang Zhenguo touched his chin and pondered. In Malaya, the Japanese were not their main opponents, and the central government had never issued an order to attack the Japanese. But in general, the Japanese were the enemies of the Chinese. The two countries were fighting, and they were Chinese, so they should do their best.

"Okay! Just say this to you. I'll help you with this. The information will be sent continuously. If you really fight, how about I help?"

"No, don't..., then, why don't you do this? Take the time to grab some films by yourself. Anyway, it's all the things from Japanese capitalists. If you exchange some money, I think you're very tight in funding?" Ma Qian'an gave Tang Zhenguo a "bad" idea. You can fight, it's better to get messy in this place, so I can hide my actions.

"Okay, let's go back and discuss it." Xu Deqian pulled Tang Zhenguo and gave him a wink. Ma Qian'an doesn't look like a good person! Don't promise him too much. Who knows what he is going to do? Don't end up with his team being ruined by this kid's fooling him.

Stepping on the moonlight, in a peaceful atmosphere, Ma Qian'an led his men to take Xu Deqian and others out of the manor area in a car. Seeing their figures disappear into the dense forest in the twilight, Ma Qian'an returned.

After working hard for a day from morning to night, Ma Qian'an put on his pillow. Zheng Hanxiang maintained the style of an Eighth Route Army officer, patroled the soldiers' dormitories, and covered a few sleeping warriors with quilts.

The next morning, Ma Qian'an, who had a sweet sleep, opened his eyes and felt the silence around him. There was no one in the room, and there was no ghost on the playground.

Only when the chef's room seemed to be shaking, Ma Qian'an put down his heart. Nothing happened. Thankfully, the long-term tense nerves made him feel a little tired. He really wanted to rest for a few days, but it was not possible. All the things that had just begun, and a thought that had appeared recently was biting him at all times, making people unable to calm down.

When I walked to the door of the kitchen, the aroma of steamed buns came to my nose. In Nanyang, rice was produced without flour, and flour was much more expensive. However, some soldiers were willing to eat noodles. Ma Qian'an would generally meet the requirements of the soldiers when it came to small problems.

The squad leader Lao Hong squatted in front of the stove, looking at the white breath coming out of the big stove with joy, licking his lips and looking forward to it. Lao Hong is from the Central Plains and has a special preference for pasta.

"Hey? I'm out!" Ma Qian'an leaned at the door and looked at Lao Hong's greedy look and joked about him.

When Lao Hong turned his face and saw that it was Ma Qian'an, he immediately showed off with a smile on his face, "It's grown up, smell it, the fragrant steamed buns."

What's the length? It's also a title brought by Zheng Hanxiang. In terms of details, what Lao Zheng did is not enough.

"Don't call him the eldest son in the future, sir." Ma Qian'an corrected his title and asked casually: "Where are people? Where did you go?"

"It seems that Instructor Li took it away and said that he was ambushing the jungle. What kind of training is there for that thing? Just lie in the grass and build a few leaves."

OK, you, it’s not that simple. Ma Qian'an grabbed an egg casually and "telled a lesson" to Hong Shouzi while peeling it. "You have to learn from the future. You can try it all day. If others can’t show you, you can pass the test."

Lao Hong slapped himself with a bitter face, hating him for talking too much. After slapping, he brought breakfast to Ma Qian'an. Lao Hong was originally a chef, but he was fat. He got into trouble with a diner with a background. He was bullied and couldn't help but fight back. Unexpectedly, he was killed by someone. His wife died of illness and the child was lost. He didn't know where he went. He was grateful to Zhang Yi, and he was even more respectful to the investors behind Zhang Yi. Ma Qian'an once promised everyone to wash away the grievances and avenge everyone.

Ma Qian'an hurriedly finished breakfast alone, ran to the shower to wash his teeth, and with white foam on his mouth, a huge lengthened truck rushed into the playground with a creaking sound. He stopped near Ma Qian'an. Several strong guys hopped down from the back compartment, leaned against the compartment with various weapons, and put on a warning shape.

Ma Qian'an stretched his head and glanced at him from behind the large sink where he was crouching. Seeing that several people were members of the core armed forces of Chen's company, he felt relieved, stood up and looked at the men in curiosity, and muttered, "What are you doing?"

Oh my god, I squatted too quickly and didn’t notice the toothbrush in my mouth, which made my gums bleed. Oh!

A piece of white and tender calves stretched out of the car door. As the calves appeared, its owner Pinting's graceful body also appeared. Juventus was wearing a trendy dress and a sun hat, and had a short ear-like look like a student. His shiny black eyes looked at the embarrassed Ma Qian'an and rippled around.

Ma Qian'an looked at a few more men in his style, all of whom were fans of Juventus in the company. They were all born with melons and had a pistol. I wonder how to show off. How could I learn the formation? I stood there stupidly, but you lie down! If I had a gun now, I wouldn't aim at any shot.

Ma Qian'an complained in his heart that he didn't like these Juventus's younger brothers, and it was time to practice.

Ma Qian'an shouted at Juventus who was walking towards him in anger: "What the hell are you doing? He doesn't even say a word when he comes, bringing a few raw melon seeds to show off his power."

If you were surprised, you would scold me if you accidentally scold me. How could you get so angry?

Juventus didn't care at all. Niao Niao Nana walked to Ma Qian'an and greeted slowly: "Oh, Ma...Brother Zhan, I'm really sorry. Who would have thought you happened to be here. Look, my people are powerful enough, right?"

This attitude made people unable to make a fuss, so Ma Qian'an had to turn his head and carefully brush his teeth, and a trace of blood flowed down from his mouth.

Juventus was anxious, "Oh, Brother Zhan, you are injured, let me see."

Ma Qian'an spit out his last sip of water, and did not answer Juventus' concern, stood up and asked, "Who asked you to come? Don't you know this is a secret place? I also brought several people, what should I do if I leak my secret?"
Chapter completed!