Taking advantage of the opportunity to set up the altar, Zhao Hu fired a pistol to everyone. Next, the preparations were sufficient and the scene was also decent. There were no shortage of sacrifices in the altar, but the Taoist priests on the stage were all fakes, and no one wanted to find a way to recite scriptures. In desperation, only Zhao Hu, the half-tongued person, went on stage to make do with it first and asked others to prepare. Once something was wrong, they would flash immediately. Who dared to stop it? The pistol was served!

Several scriptures were placed on the altar. After Zhao Hu put in incense, he first recited the Jade Emperor's grand form according to the rhyme: "He walked towards the Golden Palace and flew to visit the Jade Capital. There were a roar of sounds outside the sky, and he stood with his steps in the empty sound!"

The first step was done well, and it was a blessing that he spent about half an hour memorizing on the way, otherwise he would not be able to continue playing this game.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hu gritted his teeth and began to step on the ground: "The movement has benefited 3,000 yuan, and the time has been determined for 40,000 years. The Dantai has opened a treasure book, and the golden mouth will be passed on forever!"

The people who were obsessed with melons below, whether they could understand or not, silently bowed their heads to show their respect for the deceased. However, the people on the stage gradually became verbal, because next, they had to recite the Sutra of Sacrifice and Saving Suffering. That was the scripture, which was still incoherent, and it was not smooth to read it. How could they continue to recite it in one breath? Besides, I didn't read it myself!

The peach wood sword danced three times, and he had done it even if he was spitting out fireworks. But he couldn't recite the scriptures. When he saw the beautiful young woman looking up, Zhao Hu was a little ashamed. You Japanese, what kind of sutras should you recite? I wish he would never be reborn forever. But now, you have to do it with money, right?

Unexpectedly, the beautiful young woman waved her hand, and then the two servants held a tray of incense money. Fatty Jin sank and almost burst into laughter. The obedient Dong was still Zhao Too Ming. After some artificiality, people paid the wages in advance. No, the incense money was offered, but why did those little bearded Japanese look at people a little nervous? Are you still afraid that you, Fatty, will you not do anything?

After collecting the goods, the fat man coughed twice, implying that Zhao Hu's money had been paid and he could start. Zhao Hu was so anxious that he took out another piece of yellow paper and lit it around. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he secretly made up his mind and just pretended that the Japanese didn't understand Chinese!

"Heavenly Lingling, Earthly Lingling, Queen Mother's Empress is about to appear, Heavenly Lingling, Fairy He is coming soon..."

The beautiful singing style really fascinated the audience. It seems that his singing style still has a market. Then, Zhao Hu learned the lines in the script and chanted in a vague tone: "The Emperor of the Supreme One is as anxious as the ruler............ uh!"

Now, even the two military commanders heard something wrong. It turns out that our omnipotent Zhao Tuan is also a fake, at least a fake Taoist priest. How should we end up now?

However, Zhao Hu used the music to sing, and the rhythm was pretty good!

"Swallowing the wind and kissing the rain and burying the setting sun, and not wandering around, and rushing the mountains and seas to rush the snow paths, and turning the flowers and wine to make the world crazy. These two eyes and hundreds of arms or thousands of hands cannot be guarded... The sky is vast and the snow is long and the snow is long and the same... The sand is rolling and the water is wrinkled and swaying with a smile..."

Wow, I sang without pause in one breath, which shocked several special forces members who were competing in the same style. What kind of sutra is this? It sounds so nicely? It seems to have a little Authentic accent. Could it be that this is from Guangdong?

Zhao Hu finished singing in one breath, and when he stopped, he was sweating profusely. What a difficult sutra. If it was longer, I wouldn’t be able to hold on. But now after singing it three times, I didn’t notice it, but I could get away with it!

Fatty Jin was indeed a good spy. While he was bringing the water, he whispered to Zhao Hu: "They just talked about it. One friend did not reach the position, that is, the submarine force's Hangu Jingren, and the best friend of the first mate. I heard that their boat was stranded on the sea, so he couldn't come, you see?"

Zhao Hu nodded slightly. Since the Changgu has not come, he doesn't know the death of the well, so he can try it!

The group took the owner's house to deliver the property and enjoyed a dinner happily. On the table, Zhao Hu took the opportunity to say hello and put some medicine powder into the owner's wine jar. If the owner saw it, they would definitely beat them all to death, because the guy placed them all from a highly toxic powder raised from a sea snake. As long as a person eats a little bit, it will not exceed half an hour, and he will bleed and die from seven holes!

This kind of sea snake is called hook mouth, and its toxicity is eighty times that of sodium cyanide! Once a person eats or enters the blood, he doesn't feel much at first, he just feels a little floating and intoxicated, similar to drinking too much, but over time, his tongue will swell and cause difficulty swallowing, and then slowly suffocate and die. It can be said that he is a murder invisible!

After doing something bad, the few guys went outside without leaving their names and delivered a lot of dishes to the guards guarding the car. The guards blew the sea breeze outside for the whole night and smelled the fragrance inside. They were already hungry. Seeing that the Taoist priests were sent out by everyone, they lost their vigilance. They were then hooked by the fine wine and food, and immediately thanked them and ate the deadly dead head rice.

The dishes were all toxic. Within five minutes, all the drivers and guards were knocked down. Zhao Hu took everyone to peel off their clothes, hid the body, and immediately drove away. He went to the hidden point to find a group of team members who arrived in advance, and then drove a few small cars and drove all the way to the northwest.

With the endorsement of several small cars, all the Japanese patrol soldiers they saw stopped to salute along the way. No matter how bad their vision was, they could recognize that these cars were all the drivers of middle-level Japanese soldiers in Qingdao. The owners in the car were even more people they could not offend!

Tuoluo Island is located in the northeast of Qingdao, close to Fukushima, the island is not big and there are many places that are submerged at high tide, so the beaches around it are not easy to be discovered. It is also the captain of the submarine who is irritable and is eager to send the fuel transported back to Qingdao, so he chose this unsafe route. Due to the sudden change in the ocean current, they were rushed to the beach by a wave before they could adjust.

Now it's a big trouble. The submarine is swaying left and right in the waves, but it's impossible to advance or retreat. If the tide is not yet discovered by the enemy, they are just a huge dead fish. Just one torpedo can kill everyone's lives!

The captain threw heavy objects into the sea while generating electricity for help. Unfortunately, the boat was several meters away from the sea. After the communication float was placed on it, it was quickly dispersed by the huge waves. The telegrams sent were only intermittent, and they had time to report their own situation and lost contact with their superiors.

There are naturally people carrying out rescues by the sea, but now the wind is high and the waves are rushing, and the patrol boats that have been prepared can't go into the sea at all. A group of people can only wait anxiously on the dock, but there is no feasible solution!

Don’t think that fuel is lighter than water, and the motorboat can float as scheduled. You should know that these fuels are loaded in iron barrels and transported to submarines, which are equivalent to ballast rocks. If you want to float, you must throw away the oil barrel!

However, no one dared to issue this order, because these fuels are the lifeblood of the empire. Even if a bucket is leaked, the captain will have to lose it. It is mainly because of the domestic and Chinese battlefields. There is too short of oil. Tokyo, Dabian and other places in China have already begun to limit oil. Once anyone wastes these strategic materials, they will be sent to the Special High School Course for investigation. The results of the investigation are often empty and there is no news!

If it was a small car, the naval officers and soldiers on the dock would still have to check it carefully, but now there are many cars that appear all at once, and these license plates are the iconic faces of middle-level cadres. The guards thought that no matter how powerful the enemy is, they would not be able to grab six or seven cars at the same time, so they didn't check and opened the door and let it go!

A group of Japanese navy waiting for rescue saw the wind that had been blowing for a day and was about to board the ship to rescue, they found a long car behind them. They thought that after they were finished, there was more than one of them anxious. If they didn't greet these two gods tonight, everyone would be punished tomorrow.

So the guard saw a row of car doors open, and a team of Japanese navy in black uniforms walked out of the car. The one who walked in front of them was a fat man wearing glasses in the big black sky!
Chapter completed!