Hu Fei is a veteran who has been using guns for many years. Even if he is in a condom, he will never admit his mistake. Suddenly, he saw the long strip of the man on his back, and thought it was a rifle, but when he looked carefully, he found that it was not. Although the length of the thing in the package was similar to that of the rifle, it was definitely not a gun. It looked like a cold weapon such as a wooden stick or a long knife.

After looking around, he saw that Zhang Yayi seemed to be quite interested in what the two people were carrying, so he couldn't help but jokingly, "Hey, Yayi, what do you think the two people carry?"

"Short stick and single sword. Those two people must be actors in the opera troupe. What they should be carving is the props used by actors to sing operas."

Zhang Yayi's unusual affirmative attitude surprised Hu Fei. "How can you be sure? When I saw it for the first time, I thought these two people were carrying rifles. I could see the short stick, but Mu Jian may not seem to be sure? Besides, how do you make sure these two people must be actors in the troupe?"

Zhang Yayi gave Hu Fei a blank look when she heard this. The charming charm made Hu Fei feel rippled in his heart, "You Hu Junzu, have to know everything? Don't look at your martial arts skills and handsomeness, there are things that I, a little girl, know in this world, that you don't know."

"Then let's make a bet. I'll ask, if it's short stick and Mu Jian, I'll lose, if it's not you, you will lose. The loser will have to agree to the winner at night." Hu Fei put his mouth close to Zhang Yayi's smooth and delicate earlobes and whispered this. At the end of the day, he deliberately blew a sigh of relief to his beautiful ear.

Zhang Yayi hurriedly shook her head and avoided it. A layer of rouge color had already appeared on her face full of smiles. "Go and bet, you will definitely lose. Hehe." Once the men and women break through that boundary, they will not worry about making jokes about meat and vegetables. Even Zhang, who is very skilled in martial arts, is also astonishingly courageous when flirting with their lovers.

Hu Fei smiled evilly at the beauty beside him, and was about to walk over and suddenly stopped again. It turned out that a traitor was walking towards him with a few Japanese soldiers. The traitor was talking to one of the Japanese officers with a flattering smile.

When the Japanese and the two young men carrying cloth bags were about to get together, the Japanese officer suddenly pointed at the two men, "Where is the work?"

The Japanese shouted the two young men stunned, and the traitor was also stunned. The Japanese soldiers following behind reacted very quickly. The three of them took off their rifles and pointed the gun at the two young men with backpacks.

At this time, the traitor also reacted and turned his face to curse at the two backpackers: "Mom, suck, Taijun, what are you doing? Tell me quickly!" As he cursed, the man started to pull out his gun from the gun box.

The two young men had red and white faces. Although they were extremely angry, they could only helplessly choose to compromise when facing the guns of the Japanese. "We are from the Hongtu Opera Team."

"What Hongtu opera troupe? What are you carrying?" The Japanese pointed at the long cloth bag on the back of the two of them.

"Props, these are props for acting." As they said, the two of them untied their burdens from their shoulders. The Japanese hurriedly took two steps back, and with a clang, he pulled out the Oriental Knife under their ribs and looked at the two suspicious people with vigilance.

The cloth bag was opened, one was a short stick, the other was a knife, and the other was a prop knife with thin iron sheet as a blade. It looked bright and shiny, but it was actually not lethal at all. Not to mention chopping people, even if the waving force was greater, the blade might break.

Hu Fei was so far away that he could tell that this was a prop knife, but the Japanese didn't see it like that. He saw the Japanese pointing at the two young men with a serious expression with an Oriental sword and ordered them to put down their weapons and hold their heads with their hands. The two young men must explain: this was a prop, not a weapon.

Where did the Japanese listen to that? This guy wanted to commit a murder when he swung his weapon. The two troupe guys could no longer bear it, so they had to fight back with props. Although the short stick and the iron blade had no lethality, they could only save their lives for a few dances.

"Crack! Cang!" With two sounds, the short stick and the iron blade were cut off by the Japanese Oriental sword one after another!

The enemy's weapons were cut off. The Japanese officer was so arrogant! This guy danced the Eastern sword and the whimpering wind. The Japanese soldiers behind him surrounded him with rifles in three directions. He saw something happening to the two young men! Zhang Yayi raised her eyebrows and wanted to go over to help, but Hu Fei grabbed the person and refused to let her go.

"Let me go, I'll die if I'm too late!" Zhang Yayi was really anxious and struggled hard to break free from Hu Fei's pull.

"Shh, shh! Don't be anxious, there's a good show!" Hu Fei signaled Zhang Yayi to be calm. At this time, the situation on the field changed. A black car stopped next to the crowd of people squatting. As soon as the door opened, he got off from inside with short hair and black-edged glasses.

"What are you doing? Why are you blocking the road?" It turned out that the Japanese officer arrested people and blocked the main road, and this person's car could not get through.

"God General, hey! I'll get out of here." Surprisingly, the Japanese officer raised his hand and saluted, and took a few people to the side of the road. He gave way. Who has ever seen a Japanese officer give way to others? Who is this person? General? Where is he? Why is he so capable? Even Hu Fei and Zhang Yayi were indescribable surprise.

Surprisingly, the man who got out of the car was not so let go. He pointed his right hand at the two troupes and asked the Japanese: "What's going on with them?"

"They? Oh, they were openly taking to the streets with dangerous weapons. We were going to send them to the gendarmerie for interrogation. Do you have any requests for you?"

"Well, let me ask first. Are you two from Hongtu Opera Troupe?"

"Yes, we are from Hongtu Opera Troupe." When the two guys saw that things had turned around, they quickly told the person to ask for the incident. The matter was very simple. They were carrying two long bags and were suspected to have been carrying rifles. As a result, it was a misunderstanding that they opened. The bag contained acting props.

"Is your Miss Yu Shengxiang okay? Will she have a performance mission tonight?"

"Boss Yu? Yes, Boss Yu performs every night, and performs "Mu Guiying Takes the Commander" on time at 8:30 tonight. If you have time, you are welcome to come." As soon as the business talked about, the two guys also forgot their current situation and became salesmen directly.
Chapter completed!