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Chapter 1425 First acquaintance

"big big big!"

Milong's eyes were red, his forehead was covered with sweat, veins were bulging on his neck, and the cigarette butt in his hand was about to burn his hand, but he didn't feel the heat. He just watched Wang Yan shaking the dice with his hands clasped together, watched Wang Yan throw the dice into the chipped porcelain bowl, and watched the dice spin.

"Small! Small! Small!"

Opposite Milong were Bula, Kangya and others who gathered together to watch the fun. They shouted even louder and didn't care about Milong's murderous look at all.

Gradually, the dice in the porcelain bowl finally stopped.

"One! One! Six! Small! Small!"

"it is good!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Bula and others laughed wildly, while Milong sat there slumped, staring blankly at the dice in the bowl.

The gambling started in the morning and has continued until noon, with Milong constantly winning and losing, winning and losing, winning and losing, losing and losing, losing and losing. This is the last round of the gambling game.

At this point, Milong had lost everything he had except the clothes and shoes on his body!
"Wang Yan, you are so amazing!"

"Too good!"

"Brothers will obey you from now on!"

"Can I have a can?"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Yan yelled, glaring at everyone, "Fuck you, I haven't even said anything yet, and you're taking it yourself? Put it down!"

A man with bared teeth just ran out of the door of Milong's small warehouse and stood there awkwardly.

"Damn Yao Ma, you are too unruly." Bu La grabbed Yao Ma's waist and kicked him without saying a word. He snatched the two cans of pork from Yao Ma's hand and said with a big smile, "Wang Yan, big brother, I'm going to teach him a lesson."

"How many cans are there?" Wang Yan asked.

"Report, there are several boxes." Yao Ma stood straight.

Wang Yan turned to look at the veterinarian: "Grandpa, aren't you going to eat lunch?"

"What good things are you thinking?" The veterinarian shook his head. "Only two meals a day."

"Go, get ten cans of meat, and share them among you brothers. It's just a snack. You want to eat something, right? You better be clean, boy."

"Yes!" Yao Ma answered loudly, turned around and ran back to get out ten cans of food. He smiled sensibly and put two of them in front of Wang Yan.

Wang Yan nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, go eat. It's very hot. Don't gather around."

People dispersed and only the veterinarian stayed. He was in his fifties but still had a big smile on his face.

"Young man, I want to discuss something with you." Seeing Wang Yan opening the can and looking at him, the veterinarian smiled and continued talking, "I'm a veterinarian, serving as a military doctor at the shelter. I still have ten patients, you see..."

"Take six cans, eat one for yourself and give them five."

"You are a good person~" the veterinarian's voice trembled.

"They are all murderers. Don't say I'm a good person, old man. Good people don't live long."

The veterinarian stopped talking, got up and went into Milong's small warehouse, took out six cans, and wanted to show them to Wang Yan. Wang Yan just waved his hand. The veterinarian sighed, trotted out of the door, and went to the yard next door.

At this time, Milong was still staring at the dice in the bowl in a daze, he was so stunned by the loss.

Wang Yan finally opened the can, stood up, got a dagger from Milong's small table, and cut out the meat, eating it deliciously.

Seeing that Milong was still not awake, Wang Yan went up and slapped him in the face.

"Silly?"

"Ah, you are stupid!" Mi Long stared at Wang Yan, "You idiot, you are kidding me!"

"You are a real tiger." Wang Yan slapped him on the back of his head. "These are all your dice. Can't I play them better? How can I trick you?"

"You will definitely survive. You have the means. You let me win and lose and keep hanging on to me, and you took away all my things. This is how I play with others!"

"Just tell me whether you accept defeat or not?"

"I accept it, how can I not accept it? I can't beat you, I can't win in a bet, what can I do!"

"If you can afford it, you're a real man!" Wang Yan nodded, and cut off another piece of meat and started eating it. "The food is still yours. Why do I need so much of your stuff? From now on, just take care of my food, drink, and cigarettes."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you, you idiot? When we meet, we may shed tears, but I can't let you cheat me out of everything. Besides, we're both working together from now on. You can't be so heartless. I'm betting with you because I want to eat and drink better, not because I want to beat you to death."

"Oh, I'm relieved now." Milong suddenly perked up, jumped up and ran into the small warehouse to get some more wine and other food, then he poured wine for Wang Yan with the jar, "Hey, man, tell me, why are you so good at playing dice?"

"Bees, hemp, swallows and sparrows are everywhere in Granrong. You think I have seen everything in my life, fighting in the north and south?"

"My set of dice is in good condition. Nothing has been tampered with."

"It's all the same." Wang Yan took the dice from him and asked, "What time do you want?"

"Three o'clock?"

Wang Yan casually threw the dice on the table, and it was exactly three ones.

"I'm convinced." Milong held up the jar and drank from it together with Wang Yan. "Can you teach me how to do this?"

"This thing also depends on talent. You have to work hard to practice. You can't learn it."

"Then tell me, what is the key?"

"Look carefully at the dice. I've changed all the corners and edges. Plus the way you throw it, you can get any number you want."

"That's not right. You didn't move the dice when you brought them up."

Wang Yan nodded: "Then I really won."

"Why don't I see the difference?"

"If I could let you see that, I would have chopped off my hand. Otherwise, you can't learn it. Just rely on your skills to sense it. Just move your hands a little bit and distinguish the difference between each surface."

"You are really awesome, come on, drink!" Milong sighed and lamented his previous defeat.

Wang Yan smiled and drank the liquor from the jar. This was homemade liquor, more than 70 degrees, very strong. To be honest, Milong was indeed quite capable. It was not easy for everyone to do business here and live a good life. This line had to be studied thoroughly. Otherwise, it would be fine to shoot him for his behavior.

"Hey, man, that's not right."

"What happened again?"

Milong looked at Wang Yan with a frown on his face: "You are good at fighting and gambling, you are well-informed, and you have a safe place to live. Why are you still fighting?"

"There is no safe place." Wang Yan shook his head. "I fought all the way from the Northeast to here. I have been to all the big cities that you can name. I have also been to Shanghai, where I fought a few battles with the Green Gang there. I also fought with the Pao brothers in Shancheng.

To be honest, it's boring, they are just a bunch of bastards, the brothers in front are fighting to death, and they are making a lot of money in the back. Don't talk about them, the officers I followed along the way, this seat and that seat, are all making money endlessly."

"Then you shouldn't join the army. It's not like you can't make it."

"These places are all controlled by the Japanese. How can I be their grandson? I'd rather die than be a slave of a conquered country!" Wang Yan took a big sip of wine. "I did lose battles along the way, but the problem is not me. I won't brag to you. From the time I joined the army at the age of sixteen to fourteen years later, I have killed countless Japanese. I can't get promoted, I can't make money, and I always lose battles.

Why? This one and that one are not good enough! I am just a private, what is the use of being brave? I have no choice. Then I will join the army and fight the Japanese. It doesn't matter whether I win or lose, as long as I can kill one. And all these years of defeats are not in vain, my ability to escape is first-class, which is the wisdom of survival on the battlefield. "

Milong laughed: "Hey, man, when it comes to the ability to escape, you may not be the best. Look at these bastards, they have never won a battle and have always been chased by the Japanese."

Those who were scrambling for the cans were all listening to the conversation between the two and fell silent for a while.

"I think what Wang Yan said is right. I'm going to fight Xiao Dongyang for the rest of my life. I'll kill anyone I can!" Bu La shouted. Seeing that he didn't get any response, he wanted to find his good brother Yao Ma. As a result, he saw Yao Ma eating fiercely. "Damn Yao Ma, leave some for me."

Milong glanced around and sneered, "A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"Hey, brother, you are wrong. They are all experienced warriors. They are all elite. The brothers are all in the same plight. If the superiors are not good enough, it will be useless no matter how good our brothers are at fighting."

Wang Yan's words were recognized by everyone, and everyone looked at Wang Yan with a bit of favor.

Milong glanced at the defeated soldiers who were eating canned food in a panic, snorted, but said nothing more.

He then asked: "When did you leave Northeast China?"

"The September 18th Incident, is there any need to think about that? After that, I started to go into exile, fighting, retreating, and fleeing all the way. Damn it, it's been ten years now, and I've been reorganized nine times, with six armies and fourteen divisions."

"Who said it wasn't true?" Milong sighed and drank a sip of wine. "I haven't been home for more than ten years. I don't know if my parents, brothers and sisters are still alive... I really want to go back and see them..."

"There must be a chance. I don't believe we can't defeat the Japanese."

"Then when can we do it?"

"I feel that it will be almost over in another three to five years." Wang Yan said, "We have casualties, and the Japanese have also lost people. How many people do we have? How many devils do the Japanese have? Even if we sacrifice human lives, we can still drag the Japanese to death. We are sacrificing human lives now. Through this route of escape, I found that the Japanese offensive is not as fierce as before. It is already in decline, and victory is in sight."

"I'm not saying anything, brother, if you really want to win, it will probably take a long time, so don't comfort me." Milong groaned, "This life is tough enough. I almost forgot what my parents, brothers and sisters look like."

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled: "I can't remember clearly, what can we do? Sighing is useless, the right thing to do is to go into battle and kill the enemy."

"You are quite ambitious."

"This man, to live, must have something to think about and something to strive for. He cannot live without ambition. With something to think about and something to strive for, he will have energy. No matter how fiercely he kills in battle, he will definitely be very fast in escaping."

"Hahaha……"

Milong laughed, got up and went into the house to get a few boxes of cigarettes. He opened a pack and started smoking with Wang Yan. He gave the rest to Wang Yan, saying that he would ask for more when they were all gone.

The two of them ate canned meat, drank liquor, and occasionally smoked a cigarette, from noon to afternoon. A group of idle cannon fodder also sat by the side for an afternoon, listened for an afternoon, and even smoked another pack of cigarettes with Wang Yan...

After drinking, Milong, who was completely drunk, went back to sleep. Wang Yan, wearing only a pair of shorts, lay on Milong's hammock, enjoying the southern afternoon breeze.

On one side, Doubing and Yangdan were using firewood to boil water and were washing Wang Yan's clothes.

Doubing is Gazi, and Yangdan is the boy who picked watermelon seeds for Milong in the play and was later killed by Long Wenjian.

The reward was three cigarettes per person. In fact, it was okay not to give cigarettes, but Wang Yan obviously wouldn't bully people like that. In fact, if it weren't for Wang Yan's care, Yao Ma, Bula and others would have come up to grab the job...

Three cigarettes, that's a really high price.

After a while, Doubing came over and said, "Brother Yan, the clothes are done."

Yang Dan replied, "The water is ready."

"Come on, three cigarettes each. Keep your word." Wang Yan sat up, shared the cigarettes between the two, and walked aside to take a shower.

He came through the time in a clean state, but after arriving here he became a mud man, very dirty.

"Damn it, no wonder Milong called you bastards. You are still standing here watching me while I'm taking a shower?" Wang Yan cursed.

"We are all grown men, and you, a Northeastern guy, are still embarrassed." Another acquaintance spoke with a Cantonese accent.

"You damn snake ass, I'm afraid your ass is thinking about the big guy. Let me make it clear first, I don't like men. If anyone disgusts me, I will find a damn person to fuck with."

"Hahaha……"

Wang Yan's words caused everyone to laugh, and the cannon fodders started to tell dirty jokes. Snake Butt didn't say anything else, and just laughed and joked, and was actually very happy for a while.

In the end, they didn't disperse and watched Wang Yan take a bath.

After taking such a shower, Wang Yan put on an old military uniform and looked completely refreshed.

At this time, the evening meal was ready. It was thick porridge, and the vegetables were pickled vegetables, without any oil or water. Wang Yan went to Milong's small warehouse and got a can of canned meat to go with the meal.

So the cannon fodders ate while watching Wang Yan eat. However, Wang Yan did not share the food with everyone, but only ate happily.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yan looked at Fanla who was coming over.

Fanlahaba smiled with a dying smile: "Are you sure about my legs?"

"No, it depends on your luck. The conditions are poor and there are too many sources of infection. If you're lucky, your leg will be healed. If you're unlucky, you'll suffer and end up like this again. Want to try?"

"I don't have any other choice. I'm afraid if I delay any longer, my leg will be completely broken." Fanla frowned.

He is just like this. He always gives people the feeling that he is full of bitterness and hatred. There is not much happiness in his smile, but only bitterness.

"Then go find the stuff. Sulfanilamide, alcohol, a sharp knife, needle and thread, gauze, and bandages. Sulfanilamide and gauze are essential. Alcohol is best. The sharp knife will save you the pain. Gauze, bandages, and needle and thread should be easy to find. Once you find them, I'll treat you and see how they work."

“Hey, you…”

Wang Yan glanced at him and said, "I'm not your father, why should I worry about this for you? Find it yourself, don't count on me. I've done this for you, but they asked me for cigarettes, alcohol, and canned meat. Should I give them to them? How do you want me to get by? Go away, stop bothering me."

Fanla opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't continue to argue. He just held his bowl of food and limped to sit next to the veterinarian...

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