"Captain, I suddenly remembered that I didn't take something, I'll get it!" Feeling the atmosphere in the room becoming heavier, Zhang Dabiao spoke decisively.

Li Yunlong glared at Zhang Dabiao. Damn, these two guys were slipperier than the other. They waved their hand in anger and signaled that Zhang Dabiao could leave. Li Yunlong knew that it would be useless for Zhang Dabiao to stay here, and he could not provide any help to himself. Besides, judging from Zhao Gang's performance, some of the visitors were not kind, and Li Yunlong was also worried that he would lose face with his old subordinates.

Seeing all this, neither Zhao Gang nor Kong Jie chose to say anything. They knew the situation of Zhang Dabiao and Liu Gen, and if they didn't want to stay in the room, they wouldn't stay there.

After leaving the room, Zhang Dabiao breathed a sigh of relief. It was better to slip away.

Seeing Liu Gen waiting for him outside, Zhang Dabiao stepped forward and patted Liu Gen on the shoulder hard, "Genzi, you are so unkind enough, just care about yourself and leave me there."

"Hehe, don't I know that Brother Zhang, you can find a reason to come out?" Liu Gen said with a smile.

Looking at the monk not far away, Liu Gen was a little interested. He found that the monk was a little arrogant, and his slightly raised head seemed to look down on the Eighth Route Army. Yes, the monk was born in the 72nd Division of the Central Army and was well-equipped, which was much better than the Eighth Route Army.

He was captured by the Japanese army during the Battle of Xinkou. He only found an opportunity to escape from the prisoner's camp three years later.

"This monk is a bit arrogant." Following Liu Gen's gaze, Zhang Dabiao could naturally see the monk's pride.

Liu Gen nodded. The monk was a very proud person. He had been a monk in Shaolin Temple for ten years, practiced martial arts, and had good strength. In addition, after training in the 72nd Division, the shooting skills needless to say. Compared with ordinary soldiers, the monk was too much beyond them. In this case, how could the monk not have the slightest arrogance?

"He has the proud capital, and it is not easy to escape under the strict guard of the Japanese army." Liu Gen said softly.

When the monk escaped from the Japanese army, the bullet penetrated his calf and could not hurt his bones. There was an injury on his leg, and the monk still found something to carry weights and trained. What he was most confident about was his own force. When he had time, he naturally wanted to make himself stronger.

"Let's go and see this guy." Zhang Dabiao said.

Before Liu Gen could speak, Zhang Dabiao walked towards the monk quickly. He wanted to see how powerful the monk was. Zhang Dabiao was from a big sword team and fought with the Japanese and had never lost. Zhang Dabiao wanted to see how strong the monk was. He wanted to fight with the monk and see the monk's strength.

"Monkey, come, let's practice." Zhang Dabiao spoke as soon as he arrived in front of the monk.

The monk put down the wood in his hand and glanced at Zhang Dabiao, "You saved me, I won't fight you!"

Liu Gen and the other two saved the monk. After the monk woke up, they knew about this. If it weren't for Liu Gen and the other two who took action to kill the Japanese, then his monk might have been brought back by the Japanese long ago, and even said he was killed by the Japanese.

"That won't work! If you can escape from the Japanese, your strength is still very good. Come on, let's compete with each other, it's not about life and death." Zhang Dabiao said in a deep voice.

The monk was a little moved. He could see that Zhang Dabiao was also a good player. The thick calluses on his hands undoubtedly showed that Zhang Dabiao was not weak.

"Monkey, just compete with Brother Zhang. Anyway, you two are fine, just click until you stop." Liu Gen looked at the monk and said with a smile. Liu Gen knew the monk's character, and was straightforward and would not hide his thoughts. The monk had the idea of ​​competing with Zhang Dabiao, and had obvious intentions. Liu Gen spoke, just giving the monk a reason.

"Okay! Then I'll talk with you." The monk said in a deep voice.

The two stood separately, each with a serious expression. Seeing that the two had not moved for a long time, Liu Gen was a little confused. Could it be that this was a showdown between masters? Liu Gen couldn't see anything. If it were him, he would have rushed up to fight long ago.

"drink!"

The monk shouted loudly, waved his fists and smashed them at Zhang Dabiao. The fists were full of power and looked quite powerful.

Zhang Dabiao did not retreat or defend, and fisted to collide with the monk. At the moment of the collision, Zhang Dabiao took a few steps back. In terms of strength, he was not as good as the monk. Zhang Dabiao became serious. The collision just now made him know that the monk was really strong and not as powerful as the monk. Zhang Dabiao was not discouraged. This time he took the initiative to rush towards the monk.

Seeing the two of them constantly swaying their fists and giving each other a sweep from time to time, Liu Gen was confused and found that he might lose in less than three moves when he went up to fight. Compared with the monks and the others, Liu Gen had no combat skills at all. He fought entirely on his own brute force.

"Bang"

The two legs collided again, and blood oozed out of the monk's legs. His legs were already injured, and they collided with Zhang Dabiao, and the wound was torn apart.

Notice the blood oozing out of the monk's wound, Liu Gen quickly said, "Okay! Stop, the wound on the monk's leg is torn. If you want to hit it, just wait until the monk's injury is healed."

Zhang Dabiao, who was about to attack again, stopped his movements. He forgot the fact that the monk was still injured and was not injured. The monk was so powerful. When the monk recovered, he would definitely be stronger. Zhang Dabiao looked at his hand and could see his hand trembling a little, which was caused by constant collision with the monk.

"It's okay, a little injury." The monk exclaimed, not caring too much.

"Monk, this is not a minor injury, it still needs attention. You must not want to become a cripple monk in the future." Liu Gen said in a deep voice.

Seeing that Liu Gen became serious, the monk had to put away his fists. He knew that he could not hit him anymore. With the monk's temper, Liu Gen and others had saved him, otherwise he would not have listened to Liu Gen.

"Monk, you are really good, how about you? Are you interested in coming to my first battalion? I'll give you a deputy battalion commander!" Zhang Dabiao looked at the monk, saw the monk's strength, and decisively chose to invite him.

The monk shook his head, "I'm not sure whether I want to stay with you yet? Besides, even if I stay, I'm not a battalion commander. It's better to be a guard next to Zhao Zhengmeng, which is more suitable for me."

"Damn it, it's too insignificant to be a guard. Our Eighth Route Army is a team to fight the Japanese. Where is it not to fight the Japanese, it's better to stay here to fight the Japanese."

"Monk, I tell you that your 72nd Division was defeated by the Sakata United. Before, our regiment commander took us to break out from the front in the battle with the Sakata United, and even killed the Sakata old devil. Following our regiment commander, we can fight the Japanese well!" Zhang Dabiao knew that the monk was from the 72nd Division of the Central Army, and also knew that the 72nd Division had fought with the Sakata United, so he naturally chose to start from this aspect.
Chapter completed!