Chapter 64

Once again, the fatty found that this body of fat really was a pain in the ass. After walking for ten miles, not only was he drenched in sweat, but he was also extremely tired. The plan to lose weight was once again on the agenda.

Unfortunately, plans never keep up with changes. Since coming to this era, the idea of losing weight had crossed his mind countless times, but he never took any real action. Just like all women who want to lose weight, every time they see delicious food, they decide to eat it just this once, and then there’s nothing after that.

He and Monkey arrived at the teahouse earlier than Old Li, found a seat by the window, ordered tea, and casually picked a few pastries to wait.

With nothing to do, he asked, "Monkey, did you tell Old Uncle Biao to pick the young dandelion leaves?"

"Sir, you can rest assured. I told that old man early this morning," Monkey nodded.

Monkey was still puzzled. Didn't the bandits already get food? And it was this person who brought it back. Why did they still need to eat those bitter dandelions? Besides, the third leader, Yang Yun, was good at hunting wild game. The fatty knew that. Eating meat and grains in large quantities was enough.

In this era of scarce medical supplies, the wounded were most afraid of inflammation, infection, and tetanus. This was an era where even Dr. Bethune could die. Therefore, the fatty had to be extra cautious about the bandits' injuries. Without anti-inflammatory drugs, he had to do what he could.

A leader who doesn't care about the lives of his subordinates doesn't deserve a team with iron will.

The fatty nodded and saw Old Li walk in, dressed casually.

Old Li was slightly startled when he saw him, then saw Monkey, and finally walked over, smiling and bowing. "I am the sixth in my family. If you don't mind, you can call me Li Liu. My brothers and the boss all call me that."

With everyone watching, he couldn't say he was the sixth in the bandit gang. The fatty found him to be quite alert and nodded. This spy was so good that even he hadn't noticed him. He had thought this Japanese collaborator captain wasn't a good person, but he turned out to be a spy for the bandits.

"This is our son-in-law, the second..." Monkey almost slipped, but quickly corrected himself, "the fiancé of the second sister."

Li Liu finally sat down, took the tea Monkey handed him, and looked up to see the fatty watching him. They both smiled. When the fatty was still a Japanese interpreter, he had dealt with the collaborator captain Li Liu many times. Now, he realized that Li Liu had been trying to get information about the Japanese battalion headquarters from him, and he hadn't even noticed. Not bad, a capable person.

"I called you here because there's a deal that needs your cooperation," the fatty said. What deal? The ambush on the collaborator commander Wu.

"Sir, please speak. Li Liu is a member of the family, alive or dead. I will definitely complete the task you entrust to me," Li Liu said seriously. He admired the person in front of him greatly. The explosion at Warehouse One, the quick escape, and the Japanese helping to transport weapons—Sai Laohu had told him all about it.

Sai Laohu had already informed him last night to meet the son-in-law at this teahouse. He didn't expect the son-in-law to be his old colleague, the fat interpreter from the Japanese battalion headquarters.

"Do you recognize this?" The fatty took out the white paper he had traced the previous day and handed it to Li Liu.

Li Liu opened it. Although it was traced with charcoal, it was still very clear.

Suddenly, Li Liu folded the paper and looked at the fatty in surprise. "Sir, that night... it really was in your hands! The Japanese posted notices all over the city, looking for this thing. They offered a thousand silver dollars for a clue and twenty thousand for finding it."

The fatty nodded. Li Liu was indeed smart. From the traced image, he deduced that the missing imperial gift, the Type 92 infantry gun, was in his possession.

"Fat Sir, I want to use this to get Commander Wu out of the city, and then..." The fatty made a cutting motion with his hand and continued, "Tell me about this bastard's character and behavior. If I don't deal with him, the second leader's injury will have been in vain."

Li Liu understood everything. The person in front of him was planning to take down Commander Wu. He lowered his voice and described Commander Wu's character.

The fatty pondered. Greedy and cowardly, that would be easy to handle. He whispered to Li Liu, telling him what to do, and then said, "Go back. If he doesn't believe you, it will be troublesome. Take this traced image back and show it to him. He'll definitely come!"

"Sir, you can count on me," Li Liu nodded.

The matter was settled. Sitting for too long in a crowded place was risky. The alert Li Liu put the traced image in his pocket, stood up, and left.

The two also needed to return to the bandit camp. The town was small, and there wasn't much to see. They bought a lot of cigarettes, which Monkey carried, and then they started back.

The fatty was delighted to see a flat cart for rent in the town. He was about to hire it, but the owner was scared when he heard they were going to Tiger Mouth Mountain. No amount of money could persuade him.

Tiger Mouth Mountain was full of bandits who would rob anyone passing by. Losing money was one thing, but losing one's life was another. Who would dare go there?

The fatty generously gave the owner ten silver dollars, and the flat cart was his. He didn't need the owner to drive, and it was a win-win situation.

It was scorching hot, and the flat cart had no shade. The fatty paid to have a canopy made. Monkey sat in front, driving the horse, while the fatty lay inside the canopy, shirtless, wearing only shorts, and fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, enjoying the cool breeze.

Back at Tiger Mouth Mountain, they first went to the Black Inn. Jia Daode was leading a few men, dozing off. It was midday, and everyone was sleepy in the heat.

In fact, Jia Daode was the bandit camp's lookout. If anything happened at the foot of the mountain, he would immediately notify the camp, so the leaders could prepare. There was only one path to enter Tiger Mouth Camp, and Jia Daode guarded the entrance.

"Sir, you're back?" Jia Daode saw a cart coming from afar and was surprised. Ordinary people wouldn't dare approach Tiger Mouth Mountain, let alone come.

When he saw Monkey driving the cart, Jia Daode knew that the hope of the entire camp had returned.

After the incident yesterday, he had returned to his usual self, but he would often be lost in thought when alone.

"Um." The fatty got off the cart and saw Jia Daode approach. "How's everything at home?"

"Everything's fine, but the young master of Black Wind Mountain has come with gifts. In a few days, isn't it the wedding of Sir and the second leader..." Jia Daode's voice choked up, and he shed a few tears.

Tiger Mouth Camp was one of the most powerful bandit groups in the Qingzhou area. The second leader's wedding was eagerly anticipated, and Sai Laohu had sent out wedding invitations to all the bandits, horse gangs, and martial arts sects long ago.

The wedding was in three days, but after the second leader, Sai Diaoqian, was injured and the camp suffered a defeat, the wedding was postponed.

However, the wedding invitations sent out by Sai Laohu couldn't be recalled. If the wedding was canceled, the bandits would lose face in the underworld.

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