"Don't irritate him. If we can't catch him alive, both of us will be punished." Imura Yang reminded Xu San in a low voice not to irritate the underground place in front of him too much.
Xu San said "hmm" to show that he was measured, then took a step back and said to Zhang Zhimu: "Brother, don't get excited. We have something to talk about."
"Bah!" Zhang Zhimu spat, "Who is a brother to a little devil like you?"
"No, no, no." Xu San stretched out a finger and shook it, "My surname is also Zhang. My name is Zhang Xuanliang. I am the platoon leader of the second platoon of the reconnaissance company of the 357th Regiment of the Central Army. You see, we all have the same surname. Zhang, maybe we are really a family, how about you put down the knife and go home with me to check the family tree."
"Bah, I asked you how you speak Chinese so fluently. It turns out you are a traitor! If you want to check the genealogy, I am your grandfather! Why did the old Zhang family have such a scum like you? As a grandfather I'm so damn embarrassed for your father." Zhang Zhimu spat again and said with disdain.
Xu San didn't pay attention to Zhang Zhimu's words of pretending to be a senior, since it wasn't him he was talking about anyway.
What he was worried about was how to break the situation.
The two Japanese soldiers in front and behind were very vigilant, and Xu San did not have the confidence to kill these two Japanese military policemen instantly. Moreover, as time goes by, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable to Zhang Zhimu.
Now that the devils dare not shoot, it does not mean that the devils cannot shoot. And who knows if the devils have weapons such as tranquilizer bombs.
Chatted a few more words.
Zhang Zhimu was still cursing Xu San, one on the left was a traitor, the other was scolding Xu San with great pleasure.
Xu San's face gradually became impatient with the scolding.
Then, his impatience turned into rage, and in anger he once again raised the box cannon and pointed it at Zhang Zhimu: "You bastard, don't be so fucking shameless. If you want to die, die quickly. Don't waste your time here, don't you know there are little beauties waiting for you outside the alley?"
"Haha, come on, shoot, hit here!" Zhang Zhimu stretched out his head and asked Xu San to shoot him. He really hoped that Xu Ran would kill him with one shot. This would be great. He would also organize one for him. He confessed, otherwise he would be caught by the Japanese. He really didn't know whether he could survive the torture.
"You think I don't dare!" Xu San said angrily, then pressed down the nose of the box gun with his thumb, and his index finger was already on the trigger.
Seeing that Xu San was really about to shoot, Imura Yoichi quickly grabbed his wrist and lifted it hard.
"Bang!"
The box cannon in Xu San's hand went off, and the bullet flew to the eaves not far away. Then it ricocheted and hit the head of the Japanese who was blocking the way.
The devil tilted his body and fell down.
This incident put Imura Yoo into a state of confusion for a moment, because he knew the angle from which Xu San shot.
When the gun went off, the muzzle was pointed toward the sky.
This angle will definitely not hit anyone.
But....
But the bullet hit the eaves...
And the ricochet that happened to hit...
The most incredible thing is that tmd's ricochet hit one of our own people in the head.
This kind of thing that he didn't even dare to think about actually happened before his eyes.
Looking at the corpses of his subordinates, he was confused and froze on the spot.
After Zhang Zhimu heard the gunshot, his first reaction was to close his eyes, thinking that he was finally free.
But then he realized something was wrong, so he immediately opened his eyes, and then found that the Japanese who blocked the road had been shot and was lying on the ground.
He wasn't stupid either, although he didn't know what happened the moment he closed his eyes.
But he knew this was the perfect opportunity to escape.
So, he threw the dagger in his hand hard at Imura Yoichi, then turned around and ran away.
After the short rest just now, he had recovered a lot, so he used all his strength when escaping this time.
Looking at Zhang Zhimu disappearing, Xu San said in his heart, "Brother, I can only help you so much."
"Pa~" The box cannon in his hand fell to the ground, and Xu San also sat down on the ground limply, looking at the corpse of the dead Japanese with blank eyes, and murmured, "I killed someone, I I killed my own people, I killed my own people, I killed my own people, I killed my own people, I killed my own people..."
Xu San kept repeating this sentence, his tone full of helplessness, and his eyes full of despair.
"Baga! Civil servants are all trash!" Imura Yoichi said and ignored Xu San. Instead, he walked to the dead Japanese and checked. After confirming that the dead Japanese could no longer be dead, he stood up. He stood up and chased Zhang Zhimu in the direction where he disappeared.
Xu San sat on the ground, screwed the silencer on the box cannon again, then calmly raised his arm and pulled the trigger.
After three dull gunshots, Imura Yoichi fell into a pool of blood.
When he was dying, he saw Xu San walking towards him and pointing the black gun at his head.
After dealing with Yoichi Imura, Xu San went all out to practice Qi Jue, with all six senses fully activated, turning left and right, and began to evacuate this land of right and wrong.
I don't know if it was luck or his extremely sensitive senses at the moment, but he didn't encounter any Japanese military police during the evacuation.
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About ten minutes later, Xu San finally walked out of this maze-like alley.
According to the direction, he walked to the snack shop and found that the cinema was surrounded by a large number of military police, and troops were deployed around to enforce martial law.
I found Wang Zhenzhen among the crowd watching the excitement.
Xu San walked over and patted her shoulder.
Perhaps because she was too focused, Wang Zhenzhen was startled by Xu San's pat on the shoulder.
When she turned around and saw that it was Xu San, she patted her chest and said in a slightly frightened tone, "Teacher, it's great that you're okay!"
"What can happen to me? Don't forget that I'm from Japan." Xu San said.
"It's because you're Japanese that I'm scared. Don't you know? A Japanese died in the alley just now, and his head was blown off."
"The head is gone? What weapon was used to hit it?" Xu San asked. Although he killed three Japs, he knew that his box cannon was definitely not as powerful.
"I don't know what kind of weapon it is, I've heard about it too." Wang Zhenzhen lowered her head and answered in a low voice.
"Don't hear it through hearsay, see it with your own eyes!" Xu San preached with a straight face.
Being criticized again, Wang Zhenzhen lowered her head and said, "Students know."
Looking at Wang Zhenzhen in front of him, Xu San suddenly felt that she was quite cute like this, and felt that this was what a high school student should look like.
At this moment, two more corpses were carried out of the alley, both covered with white cloth. Judging from the position of the blood stains on the white cloth, they should be Imura Yoichi and the Japanese who was killed by the ricochet.
Xu San smiled and said to Wang Zhenzhen, "Have you brought your press badge?"
"Bring it!"
"Come on, follow me for an interview. This is major breaking news."
