Super Dictator

"Shop, shop, it's not good. I heard that another army has arrived outside the town."

Just as everyone was praising Nie Cairong, a porter quickly ran into the store and shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, everyone had different expressions. Most of them returned to their seats and ate in silence, while some people hurried back.

The shop owner looked even more worried, and kept whispering something in the ears of several waiters.

Nie Cairong was a little confused. It was said that the imperial army had arrived and there was more hope to resist the Japanese. Why were these people not happy?

With a casual move, Nie Cairong found a waiter to inquire about the situation.

"Is your guest not from this town?" The waiter looked at Nie Cairong suspiciously and then asked softly.

"Yes, I escaped from Phoenix City." Nie Cairong blinked and replied without changing his expression.

The waiter felt relieved, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Sir, you don't know. Not long ago, an army went to Xiuyan from here. This army was resting here. There is a lot of chaos in the town. We don’t pay for food and drink. I heard that we even ruined the homes of two girls in the town. Do you think we can be happy because the army is passing by again this time? "

The army that passed by last time was the Fengtian Shengzi training army of Feng Sheng Asuo. This army had no combat effectiveness and was famous for its fragility. It was nicknamed the "duck egg soldier" to mock it for "cannot help but bump into each other".

What's even more despicable is that this army "disintegrated when it encountered thieves and captured anything it encountered without any scruples." On the way to North Korea, "they were harassed along the way and gained a bad reputation, especially in Korea."

Now that I'm back in China, dogs can't stop eating shit and destroying wherever they go.

Nie Cairong raised his eyebrows and immediately said, "It's really disgusting. If they meet me, I will make them look good."

"My guest, please don't talk nonsense. If the people don't fight with the officials, even if your guest is highly skilled in martial arts and encounters a government that eats people without spitting out their bones, they won't die without peeling off their skin." The waiter advised cautiously.

Nie Cairong could not imagine that the imperial court that his grandfather had devoted allegiance to had now become like this. He couldn't help but feel depressed in his heart. He lowered his head and stopped talking. He forgot to look for Wei Jichen for a while.

"General Wei, there is an inn ahead. We might as well go there and have a rest." Wang Huaiqing turned around and said to Wei Jichen, who was looking around in surprise.

Wei Jichen was surrounded by five personal guards. The reason why he was surprised was that, firstly, he was surprised to see that everyone around him was avoiding him; secondly, it was the first time that he could see the architecture and customs of the Qing Dynasty up close. The characters are very curious.

Wang Huaiqing is now the captain of Wei Jichen's personal soldiers. After all, he is a man who served as Nie Shicheng's personal soldiers. He does things in an orderly manner without any chaos.

In addition to Wang Huaiqing, Mengzi is also by Wei Jichen's side. He has outstanding marksmanship. He is the sniper captain during war and Wei Jichen's personal guard in his spare time.

"Oh, what inn?" Wei Jichen asked without raising his head.

"There is an inn!" Wang Huaiqing replied angrily.

"I'm asking for your name!" Wei Jichen raised his eyebrows and continued.

"Sir, his name is Youjian Inn." Wang Huaiqing said innocently.

Wei Jichen looked up and rolled his eyes when he saw the name of the inn.

"Let's go, it's time to have a big meal. After eating this military ration for a long time, the bird has long faded out of his mouth." Wei Jichen flicked his sleeves and walked away one step ahead.

"Guests..., some military masters, please come in." The waiter greeted them with a smile on his face. When he saw that Wei Jichen and others were wearing military uniforms, he couldn't help but become cautious when speaking.

Wei Jichen and others casually found a table on the first floor and sat down.

The shop owner blinked slightly at the waiter, who stood aside with understanding and waited for several people to order.

"Everyone, feel free to eat, but today's debt will be all on me." Wei Jichen was rarely in a good mood, so he said boldly.

"Since you're treating us to a treat, I won't be polite." Mengzi looked happy and continued, "I heard that the game in the Northeast is good, so I'll bring you a whole pheasant."

"I want hare meat."

"I want wild boar."

Several soldiers followed Wei Jichen. They knew that General Wei was a kind person, so they were not very polite.

Wei Jichen's appetite was whetted by the comments from several people. He waved his hand and generously said to the waiter: "If you have any game, just bring it over. Let's eat all the game today."

The waiter said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Gentlemen, the store has finished ordering what you ordered, and now it's gone."

"No, what's there?" Wei Jichen said a little depressed.

The waiter thought for a while and said, "There are also some light vegetables such as radish, cabbage, and tofu."

Everyone was a little disappointed, Wei Jichen even more so, but he was really hungry now and didn't want to go to the next house anymore, so he reluctantly said: "Okay, you can get some for us."

"Okay, gentlemen, please wait a moment." The waiter quickly left.

This time, the inn's efficiency was quite fast. Wei Jichen and others were not kept waiting for a long time, and a table full of radishes, vegetables and tofu were served.

"Come on, eat, don't be too formal." Wei Jichen stretched out his hand and was the first to start.

He once thought that Wang Huaiqing suddenly stood up, grabbed the waiter next to him, and said bitterly: "You are a bitch, how dare you deceive me, I am so impatient."

The diners on the side were eating with their heads down, no one dared to say anything, and some even walked away secretly for fear of getting into trouble.

The waiter said in a trembling voice: "Gentlemen, if you have something to say, you have something to say."

Wei Jichen didn't understand why and said slightly angrily: "Huaiqing, what are you doing! Let me go quickly."

As soon as Wang Huaiqing let go of his hand, the waiter immediately fell to the ground with a sad face.

"Sir, look, he just said clearly that there is no game anymore, but what is it if it's not meat?" Wang Huaiqing said angrily.

Wei Jichen followed his fingers and saw several plates of freshly fried meat lying around, about to be taken to the second floor.

At this time, the shop owner had already bowed down to apologize.

"Tell me what's going on." Wei Jichen wasn't very angry, but he was a little curious.

"Come on, you military masters, we are a small shop. Considering that it is not easy for us businessmen, we military masters will eat less. If we serve all the game you want, the store will not be able to make back the profit in a month. ." The store owner begged from the side.

Wei Jichen's face became extremely strange and he asked funnyly: "Do you think we are freeloaders?"

The relationship lasted for a long time, and others were afraid that they would not pay for the meal while waiting for them, so they were served the cheapest meal.

"How can these military lords be freeloaders? They are fighting on the front line. This is just a small shop showing respect to these lords. It's just a small thing, but please don't blame me." The shopkeeper nodded and bowed in reply.

"You are so damn blind. You don't even know who we, Mr. Wei, are. Are you going to miss out on your little money?" Wang Huaiqing's face turned completely dark and he cursed loudly.

Wei Jichen waved his hand to stop the furious Wang Huaiqing, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, store, we won't eat your meal for nothing, why don't we give you money first."

After saying that, Wei Jichen took it out in his arms, but it came up empty. He couldn't pull it out right where he was, and he couldn't continue to take it out.

Damn, I really forgot to bring money.

Two drops of sweat broke out from Wei Jichen's forehead.

"Here, Huaiqing, Mengzi, have you brought any money? I'll borrow some first and return it to you when I get back to the camp." Under the disdainful gaze of the shopkeeper, Wei Jichen finally took back his hand and asked the others in embarrassment. Several people.

Several other people just touched it. It was a coincidence that no one really had a wallet.

The store owner is even more contemptuous this time. Why are you pretending? Isn’t it possible that I can’t break through your little tricks?

Not only did the store owner secretly despise Wei Jichen and others, but even the guests who had just been eating in silence glanced here intentionally or unintentionally.

Wei Jichen felt uncomfortable being looked at by everyone, but he couldn't just walk away. A penny really stumped a hero.

When Wei Jichen was in a dilemma, a person came down from upstairs.

As soon as the man saw Wei Jichen, he shouted: "Brother Wei, you are here."

After saying that, he walked over with a look of joy on his face.

Yes, that person was Nie Cairong. She was holding a rope in her hand and leading a big man in tattered clothes behind her.

She just heard a noise coming from downstairs, and her chivalrous heart was aroused, so she came down to see what happened, where she thought she would run into Wei Jichen.

"Brother Rongcai, why are you here?" Wei Jichen was very happy at first, and then asked a little curiously.

"Brother, I'm just waiting for you here. Don't you still lack a sentry officer in your camp? Don't think about it, it's me." Nie Cairong walked into Wei Jichen and said with a smile, pulling on his sleeve.

Wei Jichen hugged Nie Cairong into his arms and said with a smile: "Brother, I miss you so much. One day without seeing you is like three autumns apart."

Of course, he didn't forget to add the following sentence, Big brother not only misses you, but also misses your money.

Timely rain, Song Jiang, if you don't come again, there will be no place for my old face to show off.

Wang Huaiqing took a small step forward, and then pressed down again. He had been Nie Shicheng's personal soldier for many years, so of course he knew the details of Nie Cairong.

Seeing Wei Jichen hugging Nie Cairong tightly, he wanted to step forward to say something, but when he saw the look of enjoyment on the face of the eldest daughter Nie Cairong, he did not dare to step forward to be this evil person. Otherwise, if Nie Cairong was taken care of, the end would definitely be very sad.

Nie Cairong pushed Wei Jichen away with a blushing face and said softly: "Brother, what are you arguing about?"

Wei Jichen said with a face full of shame: "Rongcai, my eldest brother forgot to bring money before entering the town today, and now he is like this."

After Nie Cairong heard this, he held his chest and giggled.

"I never thought that the famous God of Death, Wei Jichen, would have a day of freeloading." Nie Cairong laughed so hard that tears almost came out, and she couldn't help but amplify her voice.

Nie Cairong's shout immediately caused a lot of discussion around him.

"What, he is the General Wei who yelled three times to scare off the Japanese generals?"

"No, is General Wei who killed the Japanese general Li Mian Naofumi so young?"

"Yes, I heard that the Japanese officers and soldiers gave General Wei a nickname, the God of Death."

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Everyone looked at Wei Jichen with curiosity. Wei Jichen's name was publicized everywhere by Li Hongzhang due to political needs, especially in the Northeast. Most people who cared about the war situation had heard about the victory at Caohekou and the God of Death. The name.

Some people even compiled commentaries on Wei Jichen's deeds, including Wei Zijie's method of making it rain and snow, General Wei's three shots to destroy the Japanese, and Wei Jichen's three roars to scare away the enemy.

He only compiled a story that was full of gods and Buddhas, praising Wei Jichen as unparalleled in the world and rare on earth.

In this era when all the people need heroes to turn things around, Wei Jichen's deeds are naturally magnified and deified.

When the Songtian man behind Nie Cairong heard the word "death" and took a closer look at Wei Jichen, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, trembling.

The God of Death turned out to be the God of Death. The name of the God of Death was spread by the Japanese. This shows how afraid the Japanese soldiers were of Wei Jichen.

Unlike the fear of Nie Caerong, the Songtian people's fear of Wei Jichen was not only fear, but also mixed with awe and submission under fear.

The Japanese have always admired the strong, and Wei Jichen is such a strong man, a strong man who even convinces Naofumi immediately, and a strong man who even collapses after seeing the Japanese snipers.

The people in Songtian were so frightened that they did not dare to look at Wei Jichen.

Wei Jichen looked slightly embarrassed when he heard Nie Cairong's words. He tapped his forehead lightly and said, "What a famous god of death. He just did what a soldier should do. Hurry up and get the money to pay the bill. "

Nie Cairong rubbed his smooth forehead and took out the money bag from his arms with a bright smile. For some reason, Nie Cairong felt happy when he thought of Wei Jichen asking for help from her.

"General Wei, it turns out to be General Wei. This little old man has no eyes to see Mount Tai, so how can he accept your money? If it weren't for you, we might have wandered to an unknown place long ago." Nie Cairong also said Without paying, the shopkeeper next to me shouted first, and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

"General Wei, please wait a moment. The little old man will prepare a table of authentic game right away. Listen, everyone, General Wei Jichen came to the shop today. The shop has nothing to offer in return. The food will only be charged half price." The shopkeeper didn't care. Wei Jichen refused, but turned around and shouted loudly to the people around him.

"General Wei, he is really General Wei. It is said that General Wei has three tigers around him, the white-faced tiger Li Yunfei, the black-faced tiger Zhang Meng, and the red-faced tiger Zhao Hu. Look, isn't the bearded and black one the black-faced tiger?" Someone pointed at Mengzi and said with a smile.

Mengzi's surname is Zhang and Huzi's surname is Zhao. They are called red-faced tigers because their faces tend to turn red when angry.

"That is, whoever dares to pretend to be General Wei in this northeastern land will be drowned by everyone with spit." Some people said again.

There were more and more people watching, and Wei Jichen couldn't do it anymore, so he stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Thanks to all the fellow villagers for looking up to me, Wei. Wei is so loved by all the folks just for doing his job. Wei." I can only promise my fellow villagers that I will do my best to fight against the Japanese slaves."

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go." Wei Jichen looked at the stunned soldiers, took out a dollar of silver from Nie Cairong's hand, threw it on the table, and then took her little hand and hurriedly walked out.

The people who were watching saw that Wei Jichen was about to leave. They gave up and gathered around. The one who grabbed a piece of clothing said happily: "This is the clothing of General Wei, the god of death. It is kept at home for worship. It must be a ghost." Stay away."

Another person said even more happily: "I have snatched General Wei's underwear. If I wear it, I will definitely have a lot of grandchildren."

"Idiot, you are pulling my underwear." A young man was crying and covering his lower body.

Wei Jichen finally escaped from the hands of the enthusiastic people. Looking around, he couldn't help but laugh and cry. The clothes he just bought were scrapped like this.

Nie Cairong held Wei Jichen's big hand tightly, his face flushed. In the chaos just now, he didn't know whether it was Wei Jichen's intention, or whether he kept touching his body to protect himself, and even his hand touched his chest several times.

The Songtian man behind him was also flushed, because he was about to expire. Nie Cairong pulled the rope tightly and tightened the noose around his neck so tightly that he almost was suffocated to death.