Everyone Knows I’m a Good Man

In the past two days, the adults in the village felt a little like they were in a dream.

After all, the bodies here have been buried, but the body over there that was massacred in the village has not yet been buried.

When it comes to emotions, the Chinese people are very particular about staying in their graves.

In terms of rationality, if we just leave the corpse alone, there might be another epidemic.

Because there were too many people, they couldn't be buried separately, so they were buried together.

Someone suggested that the surviving girls find their families individually, but they refused.

"Since we all walked together, let's bury them together. Under Huangquan Road, we can be considered companions."

Several people rummaged through the village's white cloth, wore linen and mourning, and even the baby girl who was cured in her infancy had a white belt tied around her little arm.

Ji Changze stood by the pit, looking at the dead innocent villagers inside. He waited until the sun set before waving his hand: "Bury them."

Dirt fell on those in the pit.

Beside the pit, several girls cried and knelt down, sending the whole village off for the last journey.

Ji Changze walked up to them, looked at the corpses in the pit whose faces were gradually covered with soil, and suddenly said: "I heard that if people lose their lives in troubled times, and if too many people die, there will be people down there to pick them up. , comfort them well and send them away. As long as they are buried in peace, they will not suffer at all when they leave. "

The girls who were crying were stunned, looking at the little Douding in front of them with tears in their eyes, sobbing and asking: "Really, really?"

Ji Changze said seriously: "I have read many books, so you believe me."

In this world of feudal superstition, Ji Changze's words gave comfort to several girls who had lost their families.

Ji Changze taught them a few verses from scripture and asked them to recite them facing the edge of the pit.

"If you recite it for more than two hours, the soul of the deceased will be saved and he will be able to rest in peace."

The girls learned it seriously and did not dare to stop kneeling by the pit and reciting for a moment.

Wang Qiyi leaned over and knelt beside the pit and read along.

Ji Changze: "?"

He stepped forward and grabbed the subordinate and pulled him away: "What are you doing? You have nothing to do, right? Didn't I ask you to continue to practice your acting skills? Do you know it will be useful?"

Wang[[jealousy. slip. Son. arts. study. most. quick. [Fa]-] Qiyi smiled at Ji Changze: "Boss, isn't this what you just said? Reciting sutras can save them. I will recite sutras for my father-in-law and my mother-in-law to save them."

Ji Changze: "? Your father-in-law, mother-in-law?"

"Here."

Wang Qiyi pointed at the youngest girl: "She is my future daughter-in-law. Although she has not agreed to me yet, it must be because the whole family is not in the mood after her death. I believe that as long as I work hard, she will accept it sooner or later. mine."

Ji Changze looked at the girl who was only a teenager but already taller than the 17 or 18-year-old boy in the village, and then looked at the dwarf Wang Qiyi in front of him: "...work hard, I believe in you."

"Don't recite the sutras if you don't want to, I'm just fooling them."

Wang Qiyi was very happy after being praised: "???"

His face was full of confusion: "Fooling?? Fake? But I think you are serious, boss."

"Are you talking nonsense? How can I fool people if I don't take it seriously? Everyone is dead anyway, why don't you say something nice to make the living people feel at ease?"

Wang Qiyi still didn't understand: "But this is a lie..."

"Is there something wrong in your mind? Is it possible to tell them that when a person dies, he or she is dead? Do you think it is better to tell them that when a member of their family dies, they will lose everything? Or tell them that as long as they recite sutras, these dead people will be there. Can you get a better salvation? You never use your brain when doing things. How can I let you do the assigned tasks with peace of mind?"

Wang Qisheng was afraid that the boss would hit someone as he spoke, so he quickly protected his head and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, boss, I understand, the boss is worthy of being the boss, and the things he made up are so true."

Ji Changze touched his chin and looked at the large pit filled with corpses.

"However, it's not necessarily true that there are no ghosts in the world. Maybe there are ghosts coming to pick people up now, but we just can't see them."

Wang Qiyi shuddered at what he said out of thin air: "Boss, can you stop talking? It sounds so scary."

"What's so scary? If it was an evil ghost, it would have caused trouble to the world. Since this has never happened, it means that even if there are ghosts, there are rules. Otherwise, where would the legendary Meng Po Tang and ghosts come from? of?"

Ji Changze felt that he quite believed this.

Ghosts are also transformed by humans. In troubled times, ghosts will probably be gentler when doing things.

He turned around, propped up his chin and began to look at the sky again, thinking about what to do next.

People die, people who are alive still have to live well.

What he didn't know was that behind him, the space that was supposed to be open space was filled with dead people.

"Slow down, don't be crowded, drink Meng Po soup before going down."

A skull was serving Meng Po soup. When it turned around and saw many crying children in the queue, it sighed, lowered its head and started to stick skin on itself. Soon, the scary skull turned into A very thin "normal person".

The skinny kid handed a bowl of soup to the frightened and sobbing five-year-old kid in front of him, and coaxed him softly: "Drink it, it's delicious, there is meat in it. After drinking this, you will forget what you should forget." , I’m not afraid anymore.”

The child wiped his tears and looked at him carefully. When he saw that he was not wearing a military uniform, he asked in a low voice: "Uncle, am I dead? I saw that my stomach was torn by a knife. Then, can I not see it?" Are you here?"

"How could it be? Aren't your parents right behind you?" After the kid finished speaking, he pointed behind the child. The child's parents hurriedly saluted the ghost master.

"But, but my stomach is bleeding, it hurts... there is a knife in my stomach."

The kid knelt down, touched the child's head, and said softly: "Be good. After drinking the soup, you won't remember any unhappy things, and your stomach won't hurt anymore."

The child took it in a daze and drank it in two sips.

The child's mother stood aside, looking at everything around her with a worried face, and carefully bowed to the kid: "Sir, where will we go?"

The kid looked at the fear on her face and the confusion in the child's eyes, and said softly: "The dead will sleep for twenty years before being reincarnated. Twenty years later, they will no longer be like this."

"Go ahead, you have worked hard in this life."

Accompanied by the sound of the sutra, the dead filed away one by one.

A few kid stretched themselves: "I heard that more than 30,000 people died today alone. Hey, the population of the underworld is about to explode again."

"What's going on? Didn't you say it's much better up there than before?"

"It's much better. One time before, 130,000 people died in one day. At any rate, it was 100,000 less than before."

"What happened this time?"

"A city was attacked at night. The residents were sleeping and most of them didn't run out. In addition, many villages in this area were massacred. Many dead bodies were still thrown on the ground. Their souls were floating everywhere. We still want another one. Let’s go look for them one by one. Hey, go back, I’m very busy today.”

"Where are those foreign ghosts?"

"You don't care about them. If they like Piao Piao, they will come across the ocean to invade our side. Okay, I'll see how long it takes for them to float back to their own country after they die."

"They are not like us. They will send ghosts to foreign countries to bring back our own ghosts, and let them float around, as you like."

"Speaking of which, these ghosts are lucky today. Someone actually saw them off. Hey, this kid..."

A ghost floated strangely next to Ji Changze, lowered his head and sniffed him: "The smell on him is so strange, it doesn't look like he was reincarnated here..."

It reached out and wanted to touch it tentatively.

Ji Changze suddenly turned around and swept his sharp eyes around in front of him.

Kid: "..."

It froze up and didn't dare to move.

Wang Qi ran over: "Boss, what's wrong?"

"It felt like someone was watching me."

"Where is there? Aren't we just the two of us?"

Ji Changze glanced around in front of him again with a straight face, and then slowly turned around after confirming that there was indeed no one.

The kid just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to extend his claws again. Ji Changze, who had just turned around, suddenly turned his head again, and his eyes were so sharp that they didn't look like a child, like a knife, scraping every inch in front of him.

it:"……"

Not daring to move any more, the kid floated back in fear.

"How is it? Did you come from another reincarnation?"

"I don't know, but this guy is not easy to mess with. He is very scary. If you see him next time, stay away. Otherwise, I'm afraid he will be destroyed by his ghost."

"Are you talking nonsense? Isn't this just a living child?"

"You can't do it."

They were discussing. The more Ji Changze looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong here. He frowned and walked over slowly, looking around carefully. His sharp eyes passed over the imps, even though he knew he couldn't see them. A group of But the little devil still subconsciously stood on end with all his ghost hairs standing on end.

"...Forget it, I'd better stay away, it looks quite scary."

Anyway, the work was done, and the little devils ran away.

Wang Qiyi looked at Ji Changze walking around in the open space with a confused face: "Boss, what are you looking for?"

"I don't know, I just feel like there's something here."

Ji Changze stretched out his hand and waved the air in front of him, thoughtfully: "It seems to be gone now."

"There's nothing there. There's nothing."

Ji Changze still felt something was wrong.

He suddenly asked Wang Qiyi: "Can you see ghosts if you put cow's tears on it, right?"

Wang Qiyi: "..."

"Are you asking this question because you want to?"

Ji Changze: "Yes, I think there is a ghost here."

Wang Qiyi: "..."

Wang Qiyi: "..."

"I'd better go and recite sutras...Boss, you...didn't you sleep well last night? Go to bed early today."

He ran away cowardly.

Only Ji Changze was left, facing the empty space where he could no longer sense anything, and fell into deep thought.

If there really are ghosts, can these ghosts be used by him?

He was worried that there were too few people under his command. Wouldn't it be great if even ghosts could count?

After Ji Changze returned, he conducted a series of experiments.

He tried it all, including cow tears, seeing ghosts at midnight, living in tents in graveyards, etc. He tried to seize every opportunity to recruit soldiers and horses, and even bought sacrificial incense and various cakes to try to seduce.

It's a pity that this is a non-supernatural world after all. If you really want to see a ghost, you can only die.

After struggling for a long time, Ji Changze could only give up on this path without getting anything. He had no idea that he had really attracted a lot of ghosts who could move freely. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to put on the "Come on me" Work here, you have three insurances, one gold, food and accommodation, guaranteed to be cost-effective.” The friendly boss has a friendly face. As soon as the little devils get close to him, they are scared away by his terrifying aura of “gods will kill gods if they block them, and Buddhas if they block Buddhas.” .

Maybe a hero really emerges from troubled times?

How could there be such a guy who almost scared the ghost to death again before he even got close?

"Eh……"

Ji Changze, who had no idea that he had missed a group of ghost subordinates, sighed helplessly.

There is a shortage of people.

Now that their organization has gone through a clear path, the adults in the village have also joined the organization.

Of course, there are also people who shamelessly and shamelessly say that "what kind of family does a child belong to?" and adults should be the ones to take charge of the family. But Ji Changze understands that there will always be a bitch among a hundred good people. So he just picked up a piece of wood and broke the opponent's legs with his own hands. From then on, no one said anything about it being okay for children to have a little fight.

Although there is only one person who can say such things.

After all, Ji Changze has recruited almost all the children of the right age in the village, and the adults in the village are all relatives of these children.

They are simple people to begin with, and when they find out about this, they will only think, "I am so proud that my child is doing well in his career at such a young age." Who would think, "My child is doing well in his career, and I want to take it away from him." I’ll do it myself”.

Picture what?

Do you have a brain, a plan, or skills?

Apart from their strength, how could they compare to these children?

So the guy who was crippled by Ji Changze not only failed to gain sympathy from others, but was also cast aside.

Even children’s achievements are taken away.

Bah, shameless.

Bullying a bunch of kids.

Bah, do you want a conscience?

The lame man: "..."

Who is bullying whom?

Is he the one who was crippled? ? ?

But no one listened to his remarks.

His reputation in the village was not very good, and his parents loved him the most, but he defrauded his family's money to gamble. When he came back from debt, he only told the gambling house to take his sister to pay off the debt.

When the gambling shop came to arrest him, his brother and sister-in-law were at home. They stopped him quickly. After asking the whole story, the old couple gritted their teeth and paid back the money. Then they kicked the man out and told him directly that he would be punished if he owed debts outside. Even if they are beaten to death, they will not care.

Everyone in the gambling shop knew that he had no money and wouldn't let him go in to gamble. From then on, he lived in a shabby thatched hut, doing anything he couldn't do, such as stealing chickens and dogs.

Everyone in the village knew about his virtues and were wary of him. Gradually, when he couldn't steal anything, he went to the city to steal. Later, he was caught and beaten before he came back disgraced and started farming honestly.

So this time he told Ji Changze this and that with an expression of "What do you know, you little brat?". He said that he wanted to kick these "senior" children out of the team and let the adults "that is, him" come. Replace Ji Changze.

Then, his leg was broken and he lay in the broken house howling every day.

No one in the village felt sorry for him, even his parents were ashamed of him.

Who is that?

Even if they are illiterate, they still know the normal truth. The organization established by other children, they went to rescue people regardless of danger, and even recovered a batch of wooden warehouses. In the end, they saved the entire village and killed the people surrounding the village. foreigners.

After everything is done, you come to pick peaches to eat?

What good things are you thinking about?

Why is your face thicker than the city wall?

Others were worried that this kid was evil-minded and would cause trouble in the future, so they suggested to Ji Changze to drive people out of the village.

Ji Changze flatly refused, with a look of righteousness on his face: "Now there is chaos everywhere outside, and his leg is still lame. Driving him away at this time is equivalent to letting him die. After all, he belongs to the same village, even if he doesn't care about his face, It also depends on Uncle Yi’s face.”

The elder who came to persuade Ji Changze was full of admiration: "You are still a good person, Changze. I have lived for decades, but I can't compare to you, a child who is transparent and does not hold grudges."

"Actually, it's just for my uncle's sake. At such an old age, my uncle is still working as a village doctor in the village. It's such a hard work. I don't want him to worry too much about his son."

Ji Changze waved his hands, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Anyway, he is just yelling, let him yell. After all, we are from the same village, so we can keep a line in life, and then we can meet each other easily. We can't kill them all. I will suffer a little if I feel wronged. "

The elders left with admiration in their eyes.

Judging from his posture, he was planning to go out to find someone to brag about Ji Changze.

Seeing him leaving, Ji Changze continued to write and draw in his notebook with his head down.

Now he is basically the person in charge of the entire village, and he has a lot more things to do than before. He has to make all the decisions about personnel allocation, but he is very busy.

Wang Qiyi, who was in charge of copying on the side, looked at him carefully and asked: "Boss, do you really think that it's for Uncle Yi's sake that you won't get rid of that three-digit number? He looks at you like a poisonous snake. I'm afraid of him. Really attack you."

Ji Changze wrote unhurriedly and answered with two minds: "Zhou Zhouma is a person with no conscience and a white-eyed wolf. He doesn't know how to remember gratitude but only knows how to remember revenge. Whether I drive him away or not, he will look for opportunities to come back for revenge.

Rather than driving him away and not knowing who he met outside and what he did, and then suddenly coming back to bite me and I still can't figure out the situation, it's better to just leave him in the village and see what he really wants to do. , I can also know in advance. "

"Also, if his crime is not worthy of death, I can't do anything to him. When he commits a crime of death, even if I kill him, it will be justified. Everyone has seen that I tolerated him. Thirdly, it’s him who doesn’t know whether to live or die. If I kill him, people will only say that he deserves it.”

Wang Qiyi: "??? But didn't you just say that you should keep a thin line in your life so that we can meet each other easily in the future??"

Ji Changze didn't even raise his eyelids, opened a piece of paper, and continued to write another one, his tone was neither salty nor light, and extremely calm:

"This statement can only be applied in peaceful times. Nowadays, there are wars everywhere and people are dying every day. Saving the enemy's life at this time is not called saving a person's life, but saving danger. Cutting the grass and rooting out the roots is suitable for the current way of life."

Wang Qiyi: “…………”

Listening means understanding.

"But I don't understand, boss, if you think so, why do you say that on the surface? What you think makes sense. I believe that even if you say it, others will understand you."

Ji Changze finally put down his pen this time.

He looked at the shortest brother in silence for several seconds before asking, "Is there paste in your brain?"

"What kind of person will a person be least wary of? A person who is kind and easy to talk to, and what kind of person will a person be most wary of? A person who is full of calculations and counts every step he takes."

"If I tell others this, they will be on guard against me in everything I do in the future, and I will be a hundred times more tired than before. I will never use my brain when thinking about things."

He was reprimanded, but Wang Qiyi didn't feel uncomfortable at all. After all, it was a common occurrence.

He coughed a few times: "Boss, we have raided several places in the past few days, killed many foreigners, and collected many weapons. Isn't it time to show up now? But boss, you said before that they are everywhere now. Spies, if we are really exposed, will there be spies sneaking in? "

Ji Changze continued to write: "Not only that, there will also be people trying to bribe our own villagers."

Wang Qiyi suddenly became nervous.

He is not afraid of spies from outside. After all, they are outsiders. No matter how hard they try, their own people will still be on guard.

But it would be terrible if the villagers were bribed.

Their own people know their own people, and betrayal from their own people is the most fatal. This is what the boss taught them from the beginning.

"Well, then, what are we going to do? There are so many people in our village. What if someone is really bribed and we are caught off guard?"

Ji Changze took a deep breath.

Now he really doubted whether his plan to send Wang Qiyi out on a mission was definitely right or wrong.

Wang Qiyi has such a crazy mind, can he really survive if he goes out?

But considering that among so many subordinates, Wang Qiyi was the one with the least acting skills and the best, he had no choice but to accept this reality.

"Otherwise, do you think I kept the three-digit number just to find the right opportunity to kill him?"

Wang Qiyi looked confused: "Wednesday code, what does this have to do with Wednesday code??"

"Zhou Zhouma is not popular in the village and has a bad reputation. Not only our village, but also some people in the city know this. In addition, he just offended me and I broke his leg. Now he hides in the house every day with his voice raised. Scold me, I can't hide this. Do you think that if someone wants to bribe people in the village, is it better to bribe someone who has no enmity against me and even relies on me to take care of the children at home, or is it better to bribe someone who has hatred towards me? Just kill me, okay?"

"That must be the Wednesday code!" Wang Qi patted his thigh and finally understood: "As expected of the boss, he can calculate clearly."

Ji Changze: "...if you follow me more these days, I will give you a good lesson."

With such a temper, he really didn't feel comfortable getting people out.

****

In Guangnan territory, a new force unexpectedly emerged.

Although it is a small force, this group of civilian forces actually destroyed a group of foreigners by themselves.

And their own numbers were not enough to form a group. Even before they became an organization, they were just a small village.

In today's era when telegrams are so busy at the slightest hint of trouble, the news quickly spread to all places.

After confirming that this was indeed a civilian force, most of the forces didn't pay much attention to it.

On the other hand, the foreigners heard that the higher-ups had issued an order, saying that this force must be wiped out and revenge for their army.

It is said that they are just a small village with only a thousand people, and the foreigners are very cautious in sending out five thousand people.

It's a pity that this time it failed again. Five thousand against one thousand. Not only did they fail, but many of them were captured alive. Over there, they directly announced to the world that they wanted these soldiers? No problem, just give him food and money, and they will release him.

Otherwise, just ignore them and imitate a certain country and kill them on the spot.

Foreigners can't help it.

This force seems to have everything under control.

They are a non-governmental organization, not an official organization. No matter how much pressure they put on the government, it is useless, and the other party has not yet figured out how to get it into the newspapers. Now almost everyone in the country knows that a Chinese village rose up when it was massacred by foreigners. They resisted, formed a militia independently, and killed foreigners.

As a result, the foreigners sent out 5,000 men to surround and kill them. Not only did they beat them, but they also took a group of prisoners and refused to release them without giving them money.

The deadline is just around the corner. If they are not released, these prisoners will be killed on the spot just like the Chinese people who were trapped and killed by a certain country before.

An old man was sitting at the dining table and was about to read a newspaper while eating. He picked up the newspaper in his hand and looked at it. He frowned and laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that our country actually has such powerful soldiers! Well done. ! These foreigners dare to kill our people!"

In a tea shop, farmers who got up early to sell vegetables carried their burdens and walked a long way before reaching the city gate. They were tired and covered in sweat. They sat down and ordered a large bowl of tea for a penny, and drank it in big gulps. Clears the lungs.

Hearing a sudden shout of approval, the vegetable farmer looked up curiously and saw several people dressed as students sitting on the other side reading newspapers with excited faces.

"Well done!!! They were the ones who attacked our army first and killed so many of our soldiers, yet they still had the nerve to ask for war compensation. Now it's time for them to compensate us!"

"I'm afraid this is the green forest hero written in the playbook!"

"One thousand people can win against 5,000 people. It shows that these foreigners are nothing more than that!"

"Shh, don't say such things outside."

"What are you afraid of? This is Marshal Hu's territory. Is it possible that those foreigners can fly over and destroy me with a wooden warehouse?!"

"I think they are getting close. Look, even the militias organized by ordinary people can beat them like this. What's there to be afraid of? They have the nerve to put pressure on the government to wipe out the [rebels]. I Bah! If they hadn’t gone to massacre the village first, how could the ordinary people have been forced to resist?”

The vegetable farmers were itching to hear it, and they just heard that it should be a good thing for the Chinese people.

But this group of students knew at a glance that their families were well-off. They were of low status and did not dare to come forward. They could only endure the curiosity in their hearts and listen carefully. When they entered the city, the newsboy ran over with joy on his face.

"Extraordinary, extravagant, our militiamen won a great victory with 1,000 soldiers against 5,000 foreign soldiers."

Everyone seems to be talking about it on the street.

The vegetable farmers were selling vegetables while listening to the discussions of passers-by on the street. It took almost an hour before they figured out what had happened.

At this moment, even though they knew that the militiamen were far away from them, they were proud of each other with all their hearts.

That's how it should be!

Foreigners bully others too much!

We should let foreigners know that they are not easy to bully!

Ji Changze knew very well that when they were still weak (in his own opinion), public opinion should be promoted, so under his supervision, several younger brothers who were relatively talented in literature almost lost their hair. Only then did they jointly write a manuscript that was approved by Ji Changze.

Then, he submitted the article to the newspaper.

The owner of the newspaper is a patriotic person. Even though he knew that doing so might offend foreigners, he still posted it without hesitation. He also did not forget to indicate in the newspaper that if the owner of the newspaper was assassinated one day, please remember to kill him. It doesn't matter if one is the only one, there are still tens of thousands of newspaper owners standing up.

――This is the superficial situation.

The reality is that Ji Changze directly purchased a newspaper company and made up a boss. The boss’s original household registration, current household registration, name, age, wife’s household registration, how many children they have, etc. were all made up. seam.

Troubled times also have their advantages. As long as you are willing to pay, you can "resurrection" the dead.

Afterwards, the "boss" ordered the newspaper to be distributed.

This manuscript, which almost drove those talented young men writing crazy, was really well written.

At the beginning, the foreigners massacred the village, and they were discovered by some relatives who came to visit from the neighboring village (the foreigners slaughtered the foreigners by the way). The relatives witnessed the tragedy and ran back to their own village while it was dark, and then They also saw another group of foreigners at the gate of their village. They were extremely frightened and filled with despair (and then they killed this group of foreigners as well).

Desperate, they took a detour back to the village and informed the villagers of the horrific situation.

The whole village was trembling with fear (it was true, they were tired of digging graves), but they knew that they might be killed if they could not run far, so with the encouragement of Mr. Xue, the only scholar in the village (Xue Wuye) : I'm not, I didn't), they picked up farm tools (shovel), fought back (digging a hole), and finally, when it got dark, they ended the battle (digging a big hole).

The foreigners were killed by them. They thought that they had escaped and could live a peaceful life from now on, farming, weeding, and resting at sunrise and sunset.

Unexpectedly, another group of foreigners arrived. They kept saying that they wanted to avenge their dead comrades, but they were the ones who came to massacre the village first.

They killed so many ordinary Chinese people, but did not allow these innocent people to resist.

In their eyes, the Chinese people who have been trampled under their feet even breathe wrong.

For the first time, the villagers experienced what it was like to subjugate their country. Even though their country had not yet perished, these foreigners could not wait to start humiliating and massacring their "subjugated slaves" at will.

This time, they picked up the wooden warehouse and launched a fierce resistance.

They would rather die fighting to protect their country.

Fortunately, they won.

They did not kill the remaining foreigners. They were different from this group of invaders. They had a conscience and would not take pleasure in killing like that group of people. They would only kill the foreigners if they did not pay them. these people.

The lives of these people are in the hands of the foreigners themselves, and the life of China is also in the hands of the Chinese themselves. Here, they encourage everyone to join the army and resist the foreigners together. The following is the address of joining the army: x, place x, province x, Please contact Mr. Ji.

Yes, Ji Changze chose the simplest and crudest way to recruit people; advertising.

At this time, there had never been any force openly advertising in newspapers, let alone one that was full of innocence.

The Chinese felt sorry for their compatriots and lamented with enthusiasm that they had really done something that many people would not dare to do.

What foreigners see from the other side is completely different.

The whole newspaper wrote, "We are innocent villagers. It was because the foreigners bullied us too much that we [had to] resist [a little]. Who knew you were still so [shameless]? You are clearly the aggressor. If you still dare to come for revenge, then we can only [resist hard]. As for why we just want to resist but you have lost so many people, please ask yourselves this question.

Anyway, either we send money or we kill people. Of course, even if we kill people, you can't accuse us of being cold-blooded and ruthless, because we have said that we intend to "imitate a certain country". If you accuse us, you are blaming a certain country.

Moreover, we said, don’t kill if you give us money. If someone dies in the end, it should be your fault. An army that is not even willing to redeem its own soldiers, yo yo yo, there will be people willing to do it for you. Working hard?

Who doesn’t know that your great empire is very rich, [It doesn’t matter if you don’t know, we will help you promote it], but if you don’t give me any money, it shows that you don’t care about your soldiers at all.

Of course, if you give it, we will get the right way to make money. If you have the ability, come and fight. We dare to detain someone and ask for money once. If you are not afraid of bankruptcy, just come.

"Shameless bastard!!!"

An officer finished reading the newspaper and tore it into pieces in anger.

"Give him money! I want to see if he has spent his life after taking the money!"

"But now the news outside is very unfavorable to us. The adults have already warned us and asked us to keep a low profile. If we cause public outrage among the Chinese at this time, we will lose a lot."

The officer's face was livid with anger, but now that the situation was special, he could only hold back this breath.

"Okay! I'll bear with it. When this matter is over, I will immediately lead my people to kill these shameless Chinese and the newspaper company that dares to slander the reputation of our empire. I will scrape the flesh off the newspaper owner's body with one knife!"

He swallowed his anger, gritted his teeth and approved the money and food.

On the third day, the Chinese people were still angry.

The newspaper owner disappeared. Bullet holes were found in the home where he lived, and there were still blood stains on the floor that had not been wiped dry.

At the same time, someone revealed that a certain foreign military officer had promised to go out and cut off the newspaper owner's flesh with a knife.

Then the situation at the newspaper owner's house suddenly changed. No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a perfect scene of murder and corpse destruction.

The "militiamen" were enraged and declared the deal invalid. Since the foreigners were unwilling to redeem their soldiers, they would not say yes on the surface and kill them secretly to force them to fall out. Who doesn't know that the newspaper owner is one of theirs? Killing someone at this time? Isn't it just to force them to cancel the deal on their own initiative? If you really want to save people, wouldn't it be better to just send money?

Isn't it just that he doesn't want to give up money, and he doesn't want to give up his prestige in the eyes of the soldiers?

Shameless foreigners! We've seen through you!

When others thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case. If a foreigner killed the newspaper owner at this time, wouldn't it be an announcement of his rebellion?

For a time, the Chinese were talking a lot, and everyone in the foreign army gradually became in danger.

Everyone knows that they are rich, but the higher-ups are not even willing to rescue the prisoners. So what are they going through life and death for?

People's minds are impetuous, so there is only one opportunity missing.

After Ji Changze finished taking the telegram, he looked at the non-existent ID of the newspaper owner in his hand and threw it into the brazier.

Wang Qiyi asked him: "Boss, will they find out that these foreigners actually died during the battle?"

"We killed them directly in Wanshi Pit, but they never showed up. There are many things that no one in the village knows, how could outsiders know."

A thousand people fight against five thousand well-equipped foreigners. It's easy to win, but the opponent still has thousands of people as prisoners? What are you dreaming about?

If it weren't for the terrain, they wouldn't even be able to kill people on the spot.

However, it's not in vain, no, these foreigners can still help if they die.

Now that it's better, let's let this group of foreigners who have nothing to do but massacre the village experience what it means to be troubled by external factors and internal troubles.

Ji Changze stretched out and ordered: "Announce it, say that all those foreigners were trapped and killed by the angry militiamen, and then send all the medals found before to the gate of the foreign barracks, with it clearly written on them: We admire bravery The soldiers should not have died."

Those ordinary foreign soldiers would probably explode if they were stimulated like this.

Sure enough, he still likes digging holes the most.