Xu San took almost all the bandit's money and left the room, leaving only a dagger for Fan Erniang.
Fan Erniang naturally understood what the dagger was for. It was not bad for her to have such a result for her many evil deeds. At least it was better than death in the hands of the Japanese.
After leaving the house, Xu San was in a bad mood and a little confused. He didn't know if what he was doing was right?
After role-playing for a long time and too many roles, it is easy to have a sense of confusion and confusion, and there will also be an inexplicable sense of substitution.
Sometimes, among the many characters, Xu San can't tell who he is.
puppet army? Eighth Route Army? Japanese reporter? He is also a non-staff member of the Yamamoto Special Forces.
But no matter what his status is, he must carry out his true intentions.
Xu San thought about what his original intention was for a long time, and finally came up with a word from the comics - evil means killing.
The sun shone down, and it was warm. A dazzling light in the distance hit his eyes. Xu San avoided it, and then made an OK gesture towards the reflected light.
backyard.
Seeing Xu San coming out, Sakurai immediately went up to him and asked, "Where is my colleague?"
"Over there!" Xu San pointed to the barn.
"Is it there?" Sakurai looked at the livestock shed not far away, hesitating and not daring to step forward.
Xu San's eyes were filled with disdain. He had seen many Japanese, but this was the first time he had encountered someone as weak and timid as this one.
"There is a dungeon in the stable. Your colleague is locked in the dungeon. You go rescue him yourself. I will go to the front to see Yajiro." With that, Xu San was about to leave the backyard with Akagi.
Sakurai was slightly surprised when he heard Xu San say Yajiro's name: "Sir, do you know Mr. Yajiro?"
"Well, we can be considered relatives." Xu San replied perfunctorily.
"Relatives? What relatives?" Sakurai asked, but he found that Xu San had already entered the house with Akagi.
The one-eyed boss is dead, killed by gunfire.
Xu San looked at the boss lying in a pool of blood and vomited in his heart. Is this the legendary invulnerability?
Taking a bullet is different.
After gathering his weapons and money, Xu San got a basin of cold water and poured it on Yajiro's head.
"Xu Sanjun, what are you doing?" Chimu asked curiously.
"Water it. It's said that this is how you get rid of being drugged."
Akagi said with a dark look on his face, "That's not entirely true. Anesthesia is a very complicated subject. If you do this, you will..."
Xu San quickly stretched out his hand to stop Akagi's tirade, "I know, I just wanted to try it!" After saying that, he took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, then took out a little powder, rinsed it with water and drank it for Yajiro .
The antidote was given by Fan Erniang. Not only the antidote, but also a lot of anesthetics, poisons and drugs.
After a while, Yajiro slowly opened his eyes.
After he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Xu San and Akagi. He subconsciously wanted to curse, but when he was about to speak, he found that he was so weak that he couldn't even open his mouth.
His head felt heavy and dizzy, and his memory seemed to still linger on the last time he was force-fed drugs.
"Here!" Akagi handed over another bowl of water, and Yajiro took it and took two sips, then spat it out again.
Wiping his mouth, he felt better, and his consciousness and memory gradually returned. At the same time, he also knew that he was rescued and safe now.
A kind of excitement of escaping from death emerged from the bottom of his heart, but when he saw his vomit, he immediately lowered his head and said, "Sorry!"
Akagi waved his hand, "It's okay. Vomiting is a normal reaction after anesthesia."
He glanced at Xu San again. Although he had changed clothes this time, Xu San's bald head was still very recognizable, so he also bowed to Xu San and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Edogawa, for saving me!"
"It's a small matter, don't take it to heart. I didn't come here specifically to save you this time. I just didn't expect you to be drugged and knocked unconscious."
"Ashamed, I am inexperienced and that's why I was fooled!" Yajiro bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk~”
There was a knock on the door, and Xu San turned around and saw Sakurai supporting a Japanese officer in his forties standing at the door.
"come in!"
Kawatori is injured now, the injuries are not serious, and they are both front and back, so his walking posture is very strange.
For example, the current walking posture of Sichuan Bird is like a compass, with its two feet as the axis, alternately turning an eighth of a circle, and turning in front of Xu San.
"Thank you, Mr. Edogawa, for the rescue!" Kawatori bowed his head and thanked Xu San.
Xu San looked carefully at the second lieutenant in front of him. Although he was well-maintained, he looked to be in his forties. Out of curiosity, Xu San asked, "Are you really just a second lieutenant?"
Kawatori hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth, because Sakurai told him that Xu San was a relative of Yajiro. If he deceived, it might be very embarrassing when he was exposed.
"Your Excellency has a sharp gaze. I am indeed not a second lieutenant. This dress belongs to someone else, and my rank is major general." Kawatori said his rank casually, with the intention of showing off.
After all, he is a major general. He is also a general. In Japan, he is the supreme being.
But this revelation did not seem to have the expected effect, and Xu San just nodded indifferently, saying that he understood.
This attitude surprised and puzzled Kawatori, so he continued: "I see that Edogawa is so skilled, he must be a soldier, right?"
"No, I am a reporter, a reporter from the Asahi Shimbun. This Akagi is also a reporter like me."
"reporter?"
"Yeah!" Xu San replied in a very affirmative tone.
"But your fighting power?" Kawatori heard what Sakurai said. The two of them killed all the dozen people around the yard. This kind of fighting power is also elite among the Japanese army. How could this kind of fighting power be possible? Is it a reporter?
Could it be that...the Ministry of Culture wants to steal the jobs of the Military Ministry?
"This is China, a war zone. We reporters have to work hard to get first-hand news, so we must have some life-saving skills."
"Save your life? A little?" Sichuan Bird's mouth twitched, thinking in his heart, are you trying to save your life? Is this massacre, okay?
"right!"
"Are you really not from the military?" Kawatori couldn't help but ask again.
"No, it's a reporter." Xu San emphasized again.
Asahi Shimbun, Kawatori gets a headache when he thinks about this newspaper, because this newspaper is one of the few newspapers in Japan that dares to report negative news about the military.
Thinking of this, Kawatiao became murderous, thinking of finding an opportunity to kill these two people secretly.
Anyway, here in China, the death of one or two reporters is nothing.
The slight change in Chuanniao's expression still caught Xu San's attention. This change made Xu San feel tight and uncomfortable, so he started a relationship with Chuanniao: "I wonder where the old master of Major General Chuanniao is? The accent is near the big board.”
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