These foul-mouthed people are all real soldiers, and when it comes time to risk their lives, no one will be hesitant.

"Mao Dali!" Meng Shaoyuan happened to see Mao Dali, pointing at the vegetable basin: "Did you see, even the good things you did, you don't even have enough meat to eat!"

"I'm going to buy it now. I'll let the brothers eat it tonight!"

How dare Mao Dali be negligent?

"Let me tell you, Chief Meng." Mr. Baylor said in a sinister tone: "Master Lu's family is engaged in big business, and you also have a big company? In our case, it must not have been paid by your spy chief, right? What about you?"

It’s a double salary, and you’re eating and drinking all day long, so it’s going to cost a lot of money, right? You have to pay it all out of your own pocket?”

Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile: "Isn't it me who pays for it, or does your Manchurian emperor give me money? Eat it with confidence. I have nothing but money. I have opened seven companies and eight factories, and one tael of gold has landed on the ground."

I’m too lazy to pick them up. Why? If I had the time to pick up small yellow croakers, I would have already earned ten large yellow croakers.”

"Yes, they all say that we Eight Banners disciples are good at blowing. You, Commander Meng, are the king of blowing. You talk nonsense without blinking an eye." Lord Baylor was finally convinced:

"Return to the emperor? The emperor went to fucking Manchuria to be a puppet for the Japanese, and established what kind of fucking Manchukuo? I'm still saying this. If the emperor can really restore the Qing Dynasty in Beijing, I will now

Just go to them."

Lu Qinghong would never miss any opportunity to mock Tan Xinyi: "Oh, Mr. Baylor, it's been the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, and you are still thinking about your Qing Dynasty?"

"That's orthodoxy. You are all rebels, do you understand?" Mr. Beile glared: "When the Manchus' true emperor comes out and the Qing Dynasty is restored, I will be the first to chop at the market.

Off your head."

"Hey, I'm scared of what you're saying. But why are you joining us, the rebel bandits?"

Unexpectedly, Lord Baylor did not retort this time, but instead sighed:

"Manchus and Han people, that is our family matter. We are being bitten by bandits outside now. We have lost the Longxing land of the Qing Dynasty. Let's leave the family matters aside. Let's rob the bandits first.
Chapter completed!