"No way? This is not Fengtian, not their territory." Before I could speak, Luo Siwei said first. While speaking, his eyes swept around the faces of the passengers around him, then lowered his voice and continued to say to Zhao Lianbing: "Old Zhao, do you think Zhao Lao Nianba really dares to bring the little Japanese to block it? They really want to die, dare to take this risk?"

Fortunately, the passengers around were talking nonsense in the mountains and the north, and no one noticed what we were talking about. Even if someone really heard it, they just thought that a few of us were talking about myths, and they would think that we were all mentally ill.

After hearing Luo Siwei's words, Zhao Lianbing glanced at me and said, "That's up to whether this is worth taking risks. If it is really as you said, it is related to immortality. I think it's a person who always takes risks. If it becomes true, it will be a long life..."

After the Shenjiabao incident, I was all focused on taking revenge, and Ignoring that Ishihara Kaner and Lao Nianba would come to intercept him. After being reminded by Zhao Lianbing, I also reacted in my heart. Seeing that Lao Zhao was asking for my opinion, I immediately spoke: "What Lao Zhao said makes sense. Now Zhao Nian and the Japanese have their eyes red. They will probably come to chase us. We are in the clear and they are in the dark. Be careful..."

On the other hand, Wang Diankun stared at the sight of our conversation. After finally digesting the contents of the words, he couldn't help but say, "I'll just interrupt. You said you were going to find a master before, but I thought you were going to join forces with Yan Xishan and Feng Yuxiang. It turns out that the gods are not the code name... Why are there immortality here? If there is such a good thing, I'll be considered one of them..."

"You are indispensable. Then everyone will live forever together." Luo Siwei smiled mockingly, and his eyes wandered around the faces of passengers around him again. The more he looked at the people around him, the more suspicious he was. He lowered his head and continued, "If I had known this, I would have done something to make a private room. Waiting for Tianjin, we get off the bus first, I will go to Nalan Shu. That guy has a wild way. As long as he has money, he can get even airplanes and cannons."

I continued, "Don't bother him, the car is the safest now. Lao Zhao bought the tickets for no reason. Zhao Nian and Ishihara would have to check for a while. They could only try to get a quicker step and block us on the way to the Lama Temple. As long as the speed is fast, if they can't get them up the mountain to block us, I have already invited Wu Laoer and Mao down the mountain."

That's what I said, but I was not very supportive in my heart. Fortunately, the stations in the next few days were calm, and although there were still people coming and going in the carriage, there was no suspicious place. They also spoke dialects from all over the world. Not to mention Japanese, I couldn't learn even if I could.

Although there were no suspicious people around, we discussed it and changed the itinerary slightly. We got off at Ningxia Railway Station, and there was also a road to Helan Mountain. This way we avoided the two roads leading to the Lama Temple in front and behind. Even Zhao Nian and Shiyuan Zhen had sent people to intercept them, and we would not have thought of this road we had never walked at all.

After two days and one night, the train arrived at Yulin Railway Station. Five people who looked like Jinsui Army officers came into the car. After getting on the car, these people first glanced at us, then changed seats with several passengers at the car door, and sat on the seats at the car door.

The train started again, and several officers took out the wine and meat from their backpacks and started to eat and drink. They all heard the accent of them, and after drinking a few more cups, their voices began to grow louder. They talked about the interesting news and gossip of the troops, and there were no more taboos.

Shen Zhongping glanced at these people, then whispered to me: "When the five of them got in the car just now, they secretly glanced at us, and scared me, thinking that they were pretending to be Japanese devils. Now I feel relieved..."

"Brother, don't worry too early..." Wang Diankun, who was sitting opposite Shen Zhongping, suddenly sneered. Although his back was facing several officers, when these people entered the car, Lao Wang's face was no longer right. He had reached into his clothes, and seemed to be holding a pistol and ready to fire at any time.

Lao Wang was born in intelligence and was particularly sensitive to the changes in the people around him. Although he turned his back to several Jinsui Army officers, he still found a flaw in the conversation between several people: "I got into the car, but only three were talking. One of them could bring out the Fengtian accent when he said a few specific words. At least two of them were not Chinese... Don't look at them - just treat it as if nothing had happened..."

Wang Diankun's words awakened a few of us and recalled them according to his thoughts. Sure enough, two of the officers had not spoken since they got on the car. It was just that the other three were talking loudly, which attracted our attention.

Zhao Lianbing secretly observed these people through the reflection of the glass in the car. After a while, he nodded gently at Wang Diankun and said, "Yes, the first row of people by the window and the two people by the aisle opposite have not spoken. These two people are different from the other three, and they are in a standard Japanese Kanto Army sitting posture..."

Speaking of this, Lao Zhao took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a few puffs, he said again: "Old Wang, Director, Lao Fourth, let's bet on them, and there is still a chance of winning. I will shout one, two, three, and we will do it together - the two Japanese devils are my only one, and you will share the remaining three..."

While preparing in Peking, Lao Zhao bought a mullet gun for several of us men (including Shen Zhongping). However, I was really not sure when facing soldiers of these professions. I hurriedly held Zhao Lianbing down and said, "Old Zhao, how do you know that there are only five people in the car? If there were still their people in the front and back carriages, they rushed over when they heard the gunshots, and they just made dumplings."

Zhao Lianbing frowned, looked at me, and said, "What should I do? Are you just waiting for them to come and take us?"

"If they dare to come, they will have come here long ago. They won't have been waiting for so long." As he spoke, Luo Siwei and I looked at each other, and then continued, "If you do this, they dare not. Find a chance before we get off the car, and do it without anyone noticing. Lao Si, after it gets dark, I turned off the lights in the car. How confident are you to touch the darkness?"

Luo Siwei smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, you really look at me. Although I am just a shabby person, I still have some ability..."
Chapter completed!